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[scissorcraft]

trying to get back into drawing... by drawing them from memory ;w;

[dateko]

a/n: another rando drabble... twas hiding amidst the dust in my drafts... i will never get to see the four of these silly geese happy ever again and they only exist in my google docs where nothing bad ever happens to them...

“Sensei, what is Sensei to you?” Yuuji asks suddenly, causing Gojo to stop in his tracks.

“Huh? Me?”

This time, Nobara groans. “No, you blindfolded idiot! That Sensei!” 

Gojo follows his young student’s gaze as she tilts her chin towards the field where the second-years are training. 

There, standing beside the ever-adorable Panda, is you. You watch with a proud smile on your face as the second years spar with one another, calling out praises along with death threats coming from Maki. It doesn’t take long for you to notice the first years and their slender mentor watching you from the steps. Your lips fight to bite down a smile as you throw out a wave, watching Satoru lift his mask to wink at you.

“See! See! Like that!” Nobara starts again excitedly, pointing at her teacher. “What is that woman to you?”

“Eh?” Gojo raises an eyebrow before lowering his mask. “She’s… A close friend of mine.”

“Sensei, you’re being secretive.” Yuuji offers him a skeptical look, to which Nobara nods along with adamantly. “Fushiguro, what do you think?”

Megumi glances at your figure with a dragging sigh before walking in front of his classmates. “If you ask me, she’s the one.”

Thing 1 and Thing 2 erupt with rowdy exclamations, practically bouncing off their teacher. Megumi continues to walk with a somewhat satisfied expression. The boy’s known you his entire life. Especially how much you mean to his blue-eyed benefactor. 

“B-but how do you know she’s really the one?” Yuuji asks this time, fully invested in his teacher’s love life.

Gojo shrugs nonchalantly. “I have good eyes, you know.”

“Well, now I just feel sorry for her. She has to deal with you every day!” Nobara deflates immediately, unsure of how to feel knowing someone she respects is romantically affiliated with her headache-inducing instructor.

“Hey! It’s a blessing to deal with me!” 

A pair of footsteps sneak up behind the group. “Deal with who?”

With a hand on your hip, you stop to tilt your head at the pairs of wide eyes looking at you. Even beneath his mask, you can tell Satoru looks more than guilty. 

“Something on my face?” You pat a hand on your cheek, wondering why no one’s said anything to you. 

Nobara breaks the silence by walking up to you with her head down, a downcast expression on her face. “Sensei… I’m so sorry for you…”

Confused and admittedly very concerned, you shoot Gojo a look before patting Nobara’s head reassuringly. And your lover holds a sheepish expression as he holds his hands clasped behind his back, an old habit he used to do when he knew he was in the wrong. 

“Alright, I might as well just say it,” Gojo starts, fixing the collar of his jacket. “I told them about us.”

Your eye widen at his words, lips sputtering for a normal response. “You told them we’re married?”

“Wait, married?! Meeting each other with good feelings is one thing, but married… Sensei, I thought you were better than this…" Nobara shakes her head dramatically before walking off, flashing you a disapproving look before dragging Yuuji along with her.

You watch the younger student walk off with a confused brow before returning to face your lover, who is grinning wildly at you. He's clearly over feeling guilty about exposing your little secret. Your questionable silence comes to Gojo as a queue to pull you into a loving embrace, a quiet apology for blowing your cover.

Without skipping a beat, you return the hug, giving up on trying to scold him. You squeak when Gojo rocks the two of you back and forth, pressing never-ending kisses on your jaw. “Just an FYI, Megumi was the one who told them.” He mutters, nose pressing itself into the crook of your neck.

You gasp, holding his face while you step back to look at him. “He wouldn’t do such a thing!”

“He said that you were the one.”

“Isn’t that what you said?”

“Shut up.”

You let out a giggle, a sound Gojo could listen to for hours on repeat. “You used to be so corny when we dated. Still now.”

“I don't think I could ever stop being corny. Only when it comes to you.”

[yeonjune]

(241102) devil yeonjun creeping up on beomgyu

[sunkissedlouis]

“you are the god of this festival because football wasn’t available anywhere but you sorted it out...how did you do that?“

[flicklikesstuff]

“Care to spare a FRIENDLY chat between pals?~”

[bet-h]

If u seen the first fanart i made of him, u can just see how different it is lmaoo

[skrimblo]

warmups

[nuzlight-mia]

wait i can post this silly mia and cody shitpost, now

cody belongs to @pkmn-monochrome ofc

[delicioustarong]

IM ALIVE!!! Uni has just been kicking my ass lately. I swear it's deadline after deadline then exam after exam. Im seriously burnt out. Have some of my doodles for now (An my human bill design!! That I'm finally satisfied with!)

This was all drawn at different times so the art style is inconsistent.

[kepler-station]

౨ৎ.𖥔˚ 'destruction is a form of creation' — burning spice cookie & his child (aka reader)

— or burning spice cookie, a monster you once called your dad. you haven't seen him for a long long time, and now you're more like an adult, still leading his spice colonies and tribes in his stead. but now that he's back, well...

— honestly i wanted to make this crack comedy lol but i feel like burning spice would not like yk, be funny and he'd focus on like "coming back for the little bird"

— you cannot tell me their relationship would be like descendants' mal and hades BECAUSE 'WHAT YOU GOTTA DO' IS LITERALLY SPICE AND HIS CHILD'S ANTHEM

— rq by @eden-hell, so sorry for not being able to properly respond to your ask, i had an unfortunate mishap by accidentally posting when i was making the moodboard 😭

𔓕 ⸝⸝ ꒱ sumi radio ; what you gotta do by dove cameron & cheyenne jackson

when burning spice cookie was still the virtue of change, he had a child, and that was you. you two ruled and changed the lands together, his power wasn't just his but rather yours as well. but it all changed when he fell to corruption.

boredom...? boredom? BOREDOM?!

that's all it took for him to snap and destroy everything? how could he just throw away everything you and him worked for? how could he do this? to you, his own child?

your efforts to change him were futile, you tried to make him see that destruction was not an answer. you tried to make him go back to the days you two would change lives and make history together. but it was for nothing, he never changed no matter how hard you tried. he destroyed all your efforts with that cruel smile and boisterous laugh that struck fear into many cookies that would soon crumble under the pure flames of destructive boredom.

thank the witches that they were able to save you and your people in time, because that cookie was not your father.

in his absence, you took it upon yourself to act as the new leader for the spices eternally... or so you thought. because not only has your dad come back and taken back his role as leader of the spice swarms, perhaps the spices blown about have affected you more than you'd like to admit.

you know what they say, like father like child.

"[your cookie name] really looks like their/his/her father, burning s-spice cookie now, fi...", you overhead one kulfi say while you turned your back on them, having just threatened them with destruction because [reason]. you didn't dare show an ounce of weakness and ugh...emotion around your subordinate spices.

however, it was a different story when you were finally alone with your thoughts. you look like burning spice cookie? no, no, no, no, no, no... no. no..? there's no way you began to resemble that monster of a cookie. he let go of everything he had and could've had just because he was bored... you weren't bored, you just didn't have anyone around! nutmeg tiger cookie certainly couldn't provide any support, it's nutmeg tiger cookie. saffron buffalo cookie had too much rage and too little care or regard for anything that came his way, let along you. and the others... none were really suitable and you felt that the kulfis were too scared of you to even approach you.

too scared... too scared... too... wait.. scared? why would they be scared of you? you were nothing like your father, you weren't full of rage all the time... no, that- maybe that was true... but you never disregarded everything you had because you were bored! right? i mean, you only turned out like this because had nothing to do with all this built up rage against your father who destroyed everything you had, right? emphasis on had nothing to do.

so maybe you were like him.

and now, here you are, trapped under all the rubble now next to your father, who had just come back and is now chasing down the cookie who had his soul jam, that bright golden sun cookie who you saw 'awaken', as you like to call it.

through destruction, you were able to reunite with your father, no matter how much you hated that fact. you two truly are very similar, a shared love of destruction would create a new familial bond from similar joys in life... destruction truly is a form of creation.

[mspeevee]

cody on @pkmn-monochrome rn be like

[ohhhmio]

HELP I'm very sick but all that's in my mind rn are these fucking losers😭

the fact that i have no regard for my own health but think these these bitches deserve the rest of their lives happy, healthy, and safe, is insane to me.

i feel like so long as they end up happy, being sick right now is about as important to me as a missing pen cap.

they're not even real. but who cares? what i feel for them is.

[bokzbandeet]

Im bored so i decide to make these, don't mind me👅👅

Yeah, made a sprite just because im curious how you guy's sansona looked like if they were a sprite but im pretty sure you guys can make this better than me

Stripe- @iknkeli

Daft- @fuzart

Quill- me

[beary-good-finds]

💙 Tweety sticker sheet by Hallmark 💙

[blulyiel]

IM DYING FROM DIS SHEZ IM SRRY WHAHAHAHA

[aibouart]

it's Red hours

Fail vampire malewife professional victim hours