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[lthier0ki]

lil doodle of my newest amrev oc, her name is Beth! I do not have much of a backstory for her yet, but soon enough, I will :^)

I used oil pastels for the first time, I really like how this turned out

[blaithnne]

Local big sister experiences emotions, more at 6

Been wanting to do one of these with Lauren for AGES, but I never got round to it. Then I saw the Lydia and Phinium expression sheets on @littledigits’ website and I felt inspiration like never before.

The funniest struggle I have with Lauren’s design right now is that she nose too big for she got damn face. Literally, Hilda characters noses take up a fairly small portion of their faces, and her’s took up WAY too much, leaving little room for her to make facial expressions. But I struggled to find a fix because when I made the nose smaller it just didn’t look like Lauren anymore, so I took this as an opportunity to work on that!

She still has a larger nose than most characters, starting higher up (like her grandad!) and ending lower down (but not quite as low as before). I also made her eyes a little smaller and with a shape similar to Lydia’s (though you can see in some of these I hadn’t quite landed on that yet and her eyes are a bit too big), which works both as a nod to her parentage and because I think it makes the nose look bigger. This still doesn’t leave as much room for the mouth as most other characters, but that’s okay — Lauren is a very private person who keeps her feelings close to her chest, I think it works for her to have subtler expressions, adds to how guarded she is! Oh and I also updated the shape of her hair slightly, just to make it a bit more style accurate.

These changes are pretty small on their own, but I think combined they work well to make Lauren feel a lot more…alive? Far less stiff, anyway. I think she also has a more unique facial structure now, instead of just “what if Johanna was 90% nose”. She’s still got a big old nose and I love it but now she can emote, yay!

This is really all just concept stuff, I’m hoping to get a new fullbody style-ref for Lauren out soon! Now that I’ve improved the main issues I had with her face in the last ref, now it’s onto the silhouette! I want her to read as more of a strong character (though it comes across decently in her current ref, I wanna push it more without being as exaggerated as Ahlberg, which is. A challenge for me lol), streamline her silhouette, and finally make her taller than Johanna like she’s always meant to have been <3 I made her shorter for so long because I thought it would help her read better as her daughter but you know what? That’s dumb actually, she’s tall.

ANYWAYS, thank you for listening in on the annual Lauren redesign, and to the artists behind the show for posting so much amazing inspiring show stopping concept work for free because it makes my autism worse /pos

[l0vagrend]

car humanization in the year 2024 ? ofc

[mason-ajar]

today i turn the big one seven 17 so im throwing a rager !!!! (drawing my favorite kids show characters) today i get to unapologetically headcanon the fuck outta my faves ^o^

shudaina my og muses, HAD 2 redesign them outta recognition !!! (and ive been wanting to put daina in some vkei hehe)

shu ur so me :3

roman my dear mfb oc. not 14 anymore buddy 😔 and kyohyotsu in some cunty fits for fun !!!

[issj1]

When they called Michi’s name as the winner, Shu didn’t flinch. He stood on the podium beside her, quiet and respectful—like always. But inside, he was digging through every lap, every turn, wondering what he could’ve done better.

He didn’t say much after the race. But anyone who really knew him could tell—second place didn’t sit right.

He wasn’t angry at her. Not even close. He was proud. But it still burned a little. Because he’d trained for this, pushed himself hard. And now, standing beside his sister, watching her soak in the victory… Shu was already thinking about the next race.

He was going to try harder, he had to.

[firelords-honour]

[mihai-florescu]

This really was our yumenosaki academy♡

[shion-yu]

Day 3 - Isolation

It's lonely to fall apart. Whumptober 2023! I’m using the @ailesswhumptober's prompt list. This story is about my OC Shu - here’s his profile if you’re so inclined: https://toyhou.se/23743470.shumei-tw 

CW/TW: Medical abuse!!

Shu didn’t know how much longer he could take this. He’d been sick for two weeks now with a fever that would not go down no matter what medications he took. Distracting himself with any kind of media simply wasn’t possible, because everything made him nauseous. Reading, watching TV, even the screen on his cell phone - anything that required focus made his eyes feel like they were trembling and caused him to get dizzy. So he was stuck just lying in bed with nothing to distract him from the abject state of misery he was in.

Julian had mostly been doing consultations from home in order to keep an eye on him. Shu didn’t want his condition to affect his boyfriend’s job, but it was also true that he was scared to be alone. He felt so sick that he could barely make it to the bathroom on his own. Julian often had to help him take the short walk there and back, supporting Shu easily with strong arms around Shu’s torso. 

He hated that it was like this. He’d never been so sick in his life. If it had just been these two weeks of illness, then he could’ve put it down to any number of short-lived infections. But it’d been a year. One whole year of falling ill every single month with barely any healthy breaks in between. Julian had examined him a hundred times and run every test imaginable, but said there was technically nothing wrong with him. Sometimes, he said, people just developed a weak immune system over time. The flu he’d had last year could have triggered it and there was nothing they could do. 

Shu trusted his boyfriend, given that he was a world-renowned doctor. He certainly was getting the best care imaginable, given Julian could treat him at home when the average person would probably be confined to the hospital, or at the least be occupied with constant visits to a doctor’s office. Prescriptions, blood draws, even IV fluids - Julian could do it all from the comfort of their own bedroom. But Shu couldn’t help but feel like something else had to be wrong. He’d always been healthy, catching only one or two minor illnesses a year. In all honesty, he was scared that he was dying from some unknown disease.

Julian told him it was stress that made him feel so much anxiety. He had been trying to convince Shu to quit his job for months, insisting that he could take care of both Shu and his mother even if Shu didn't work anymore. It could even be the baseline level of stress causing Shu’s weakened immune system in general, Julian suggested; they never knew, maybe if he quit he'd miraculously stop getting sick so frequently. But Shu didn't want to quit his job. He was proud of his career and he valued himself as being a hard worker. It felt wrong to burden someone else financially, even if it was his boyfriend who made at least twice the amount he did. He hadn't worked so hard all these years just let someone else work for him. 

It was getting to a point where Shu didn't have much of a choice, though. The absurd amount of leave he’d amassed after ten years with the same company (taking almost no time off over this decade) was now dwindling at an alarming pace. At first his boss had doubted Shu was really ill this frequently. He didn't doubt it for long - every time Shu came into work he looked more haggard than the last time. Everybody knew he was a mess, dragging himself through each work day looking like he might collapse at any time. They’d taken a few of his usual responsibilities away from him, which Shu saw as a warning sign that he wasn’t competent enough. He tried so hard to make up for his shortcomings, but it just wasn’t possible. 

His friends were worried. Mathias and Miki texted him frequently asking after his health, but Shu had stopped answering them most of the time now. It was tiresome when they often said, “Are you feeling any better?” Because the answer was always no. He didn't feel any better. He felt worse, almost always worse and he was scared he was never going to feel good again.

He’d lost over twenty pounds just this year alone, and he was not a very hefty person to begin with. His hair was thinner and had lost the deep, black shine it'd always had. Dull was a good word for him - he looked faded, like he'd disappear if he lost any more weight or color.

“Aiya, Shumei, my son, what is happening to you?” His mom scolded often, her tone brisk as usual but lacking its normal edge. Shu knew she was worried. Before he started getting sick, he used to visit her every Friday afternoon after work, if not more frequently. He’d bring her to plays and events on the weekends and take her out to dinners they hadn’t been able to afford when he was growing up. Now he barely ever saw her - in part because he was often too ill to leave the house, but mostly because he hated the look of concern on her face each time he appeared worse off than the last time he'd seen her.

He felt so alone, so ashamed and useless... Julian was the only reason he didn't completely fall apart. His boyfriend, the only person who really knew the true extent of it all. He clung to Julian like a lifeline. Julian was always there to take care of him and never seemed to tire of all of this, even if Shu was at his wits end. He made sure Shu stayed hydrated and as comfortable as possible despite his constant body and headaches. He would mop Shu’s hot brow, shushing him gently as Shu whimpered in pain. He would carry Shu to the chair next to their bed and change the sheets when Shu sweat through them, which was often. Julian even bathed him, washing off the thick layer of sickness that clung to Shu’s skin. Shu didn't think he deserved it, but Julian never complained. 

Shu didn't realize he was crying until Julian came in and rested a cool hand on Shu’s damp face. “What's the matter, darling? Please don't cry.”

Shu sniffled, tears running down his hot cheeks. “You're too good to me,” he whimpered. “I don't want to be sick anymore. How can you stand being around me?”

“Shh, don't talk like that,” Julian said. He sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over to kiss Shu on the forehead. “I love you. I’ll always take care of you.”

“Aren’t you tired of this? I am,” Shu said, voice wavering. “I’m different now... I’m...”

“No,” Julian said, not a hint of hesitation in his voice. “I’ll never get tired of taking care of you. You're exactly who I fell in love with, and the most important person to me. I’ll do anything to help you.” 

Shu still didn't think he deserved it, but he leaned in to Julian’s touch anyways. “Thank you,” he whispered. “You're the best boyfriend in the entire world.”

“It’s easy because it's you,” Julian said. “And I've loved you my whole life. That'll never change.”Shu closed his eyes, too tired to keep talking. Julian really must love him more than Shu could understand to be so endlessly patient, even though he was so sick all the time. He didn't want to be sick anymore, but if he had to be... He was the luckiest man in the world to have Julian, he thought to himself.

[fukuokanodivision]

Up To The Challenge SIDE 3

“You’ve built your legacy off of my own, I’m just an inspiration…Besides, your own flame is burning from where you’re standing!” Kairi: You know what time it is? [At that sentence, the crowd stopped departing, facing the quiet stage with anticipation. Kairi scratched the turntables vinyl once more and unexpectedly left the booth to stand aside her teammates. Mai and Yuno flanked Shu and Zaria on the outside while Eko replaced Kairi in the DJ booth.] [The digital time, 730, flashed onscreen behind them…] [All 6 of them pulled out their mic’s in unison, nodding excitedly to one another.] Kairi: Electric Chaos Countdown!

Bring The Beat!

[SONO-] 10 9 8 7-6-5 4 3 2 1 We are SONO! [Synesthetes-] Ignore the theory of relative big time Does a gravitational reverse romance work for you? LET ME SING, I’ll take you to heaven and above [Asthenes-] (SUPER BEAT!) This BPM is beyond trance [Schizein-] (SUPER BEAT!) EDM drives us insane [Asthenes/Schizein-] (SUPER BEAT!) More (SUPER BEAT!) More (SUPER BEAT!) We’ll make you feel it down to the red zone O-U-R-V-O-I-C-E [Aoi-] (4) Unrivalled (3) Electric chaos warriors (2-1!) What’s the name again? SONO, Hey! [Shuiro-] To all the 70 million brain tissues (SONO!) Make it sonorously exciting! (SONO!) [Kiiro-] Until we reach 1000 billion galaxies (SONO!) This mix will resonate throughout the world Hey… [Aoi-] (10) This heart pounding [Shuiro-] (9) Rhythmic heartbeat [Kiiro-] (8) Mind sharing it with me? (7-6-5!) [Asthenes-] (4) Sound and kiss [Schizein-] (3) Countdown [Synesthetes-] (2-1!) Loudly, cry out SONO!

[lthier0ki]

IGNORE SHITTY WHITEBOARD QUALITY uhhhh here's some more Beth doodles! and I thought a bit more about her character just so I can see what to add or change ^_^

Her name is Bethany Thomas, Beth for short. She was born in a small area within Delaware with a mother, father, and a younger sister.

It was safe to say her family was middle-class, so her parents didn't struggle too much to provide for Beth and her little sister. As she grew up, she noticed the inequalities around her and discovered that she wanted to be a soldier. But obviously, her gender stopped her from joining the revolution.

Therefore she did the most logical thing, and disguised herself as a man! It was hard for her to keep up and it constantly made her anxious, but it also helped her develop a stronger demeanor within her partners. She was 25 years old at this time.

And, um, would it be valid for me to make her fall in love with a historical figure..?

a.. woman, preferably...

no other reason, of course! totally not to.. satisfy my... yuri needs...

[muniimyg]

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ SUPERNOVA // JJK ੈ✩‧₊˚

01 | 02 | ♡ 03

— stuck in an unspoken love triangle, oc and jungkook face the end of it all

au/genre:

mean girl au

love triangle

childhood friends to lovers

note: omg ! the end <3

//

jungkook had a plan. 

he was going to show you around the new exhibit, confess, and ask to be your boyfriend. his entire life, he waited for signs and for the perfect time—only for him to realize that there will never be a moment where bells ring and tell him; now. 

no. 

you see, after all this time—for his entire life—you have been the quiet. 

his quiet. 

all his life, it’s like his eyes only focused on you. everything and everyone around him was blurry and the only real clarity he had in his life was art and you… and as corny as it is; that’s what you are to him entirely. 

art. 

from your pottery, to the way you look, and to the way you simple are—you are his favourite masterpiece. 

the canvas gallery is where you two ran around as kids, amazed at all the pieces other artists made. so, it only made sense that this would be the place where he kicks his anxiety in the ass and finally fucking goes for it. 

so, he waited. 

and waited. 

…. and waited.

and right when he was about to call you—

hana showed up. 

she grabbed his arm and yapped all about how excited she is to be here with him. to that, jungkook shook off her grip and stepped away.

...

“what are you doing here?”

“___ gave me her ticket���”

“fuck that. hana, why do you always do this? why do you always take things from ___?”

with distant yet jealous eyes, hana replied; “because she has better things than me. i like her things. is it so wrong to like her things?” 

“are you insane?”

“maybe.” hana scoffed. “i don’t get it. what does she have that i don’t? we grew up together and did everything together—yet, it’s like… i’m not even half of her.”

“because you aren’t.” he growled. “you hate ___, right?”

silence. 

“that’s okay,” jungkook exhaled. “cos i fucking hate you. with all my being. ever since you blew out ___’s 14th birthday candles. ever since you always kissed the guys she was into. ever since her pottery business bloomed and you accidently knocked over a piece she was working on for two months. god, hana. i have and will always hate you.”

“shit, jungkook. is that it? are you done—”

“no,” he sighed. “i will never be done hating you for taking every opportunity to turn anything good for ___ into something bad. you want to play mean girl? fine by me. let’s fucking play. get this through your fucking head; i will never be yours but i will forever be ___'s."

...

jungkook gave you time.

partly because he was mad—mad that you gave hana your ticket so easily, mad at how quickly you folded like you always do. but mostly, because he knows how you are in moments like this. you don’t talk. you retreat, giving yourself space to breathe, to think. he hopes you’re using the time to clear your head, making space for him.

by the third week of awkward text exchanges—his dry "good night" met with your overly polite “you too"—and no more nightly facetime calls where he fell asleep to your voice, jungkook snaps.

he gets into his car and drives to your studio.

the late afternoon light spills through the frosted windows as he parks outside. his stomach twists at the sight of the closed sign hanging on the door, but the faint hum of a song playing inside tells him you’re there. jungkook knocks, loud and insistent.

for a moment, he worries you won’t answer.

that you’ll pretend not to hear him or let the music drown him out. but then, he hears the soft shuffle of slippers and the click of the lock.

when the door creaks open, you’re there.

cheeks flushed from the warmth of the studio, hair tied back messily, and streaks of dried clay smudged across your forearms. your apron is dusted in powdery beige, a damp hand towel clutched in your fingers.

“jungkook—”

he doesn’t let you finish.

his name on your lips is enough to tip him over the edge. stepping forward, he pushes the door shut behind him and closes the space between you in one fluid motion.

your back hits the sink behind you with a soft thud, the cool porcelain biting through the thin fabric of your apron. his hands find your waist first, firm and grounding, as though he’s anchoring himself to you.

“w-what are you—”

“i can’t do this anymore,” he mutters, his voice low and trembling, the words spilling out as though they’ve been trapped inside for years.

he shifts closer, one hand leaving your waist to cradle your jaw. his thumb grazes your cheek, where a smear of dried clay clings to your skin. you’re so warm, and so unbearably soft that it makes his chest ache. his other hand brushes against the edge of your apron, his knuckles bumping against the damp streaks of clay still drying on your fingers.

“jungkook—” you try again, but your voice falters when he leans in. his forehead brushes yours, and he’s so close you can see the strain in his jaw, the tension pulling at the corners of his mouth.

“i’ve had enough, ___,” he breathes, his voice trembling with something between desperation and exhaustion. “i’m tired of bending backwards to see you. i'm tired of people standing in front of you and i'm sick of you letting them. most of all, i’m tired of waiting for the right time. i—i’ve been in love with you since we were seven, and you know that.”

his hand leaves your cheek to tuck a stray piece of hair behind your ear, his fingers trembling slightly as they linger there. “i haven’t done much to hide it, have i? i'm sorry. i've been a coward but... maybe i never did anything because i always knew how you felt about me too.”

your hands tighten on the towel, the wet clay squelching under your fingers. you glance down, unable to meet his gaze, but he doesn’t let you escape.

“look at me,” he pleads softly, tilting your chin upward until your eyes lock with his. the raw intensity in his stare steals the air from your lungs.

“please, ___... i'm fucking begging to you see me through this,” he whispers, his voice breaking as he leans his forehead against yours again. “i'm begging you to take my heart and mold it yours.”

and that’s exactly what you do.

your hands tremble, damp with clay and nerves, as you reach for him. you cradle his jaw gently, your thumbs brushing over the faint stubble along his cheeks.

then you kiss him.

jungkook freezes at first, his breath hitching in surprise, but it takes only a heartbeat before he softens. his lips move against yours, slow and deep, like he’s memorizing every second of this moment.

he’s hesitant—his hands stay planted on your waist, his grip cautious, almost shy. but when you sigh against him, his restraint snaps. his fingers curl into the fabric of your apron as he steps closer, pressing his body firmly against yours.

he bends his knees slightly, his arms sliding down to wrap around your thighs. with a quiet grunt, he lifts you effortlessly, settling you on the edge of the sink. your legs part instinctively, making room for him to step closer, his body slotting perfectly between yours.

you gasp softly as his hands find the back of your thighs, pulling you flush against him. your fingers slip into his hair, still streaked with clay, and he laughs quietly against your lips at the mess you're making.

his laugh fades quickly, replaced by a deep hum as he kisses you harder, with more certainty. the kiss grows messy, your breaths mingling and the faint taste of salt lingering between you.

when he finally pulls back, his lips are swollen, and his eyes search yours with an intensity that makes your heart stutter. he doesn’t move far—his forehead rests against yours, his nose brushing yours as his fingers trace small circles on your thighs.

“so…” he whispers, his lips curling into a boyish grin as his gaze flicks to your apron, your hands still smeared with clay. “about that mug?”

[tsuutarr]

Boop?

Boop!!

(Yes, I liked his design enough now that Yan!Tsuu is now an actual OC -- his name is now Shu <3)

(without the hand!)

[shoklo]

☆ [Gidget] ☆

"-All I wanted was to be stronger. To be a little bit special."

EN:

Upgrade of GIDGET'S reference!...Last change!

Want a random fact? Gidget kept mosquitoes as pets as a child and tried to wean them off of blood.

My Tik Tok: @_shoka_ll

References of my other OCS:

1. Kohu

2. Shan Ji

3. Wei Shu

4. Gidget's Parents (WIP?)

Lore of my OCS:

1. Gidget, Kohu, Wei Shu, etc.

2. Shan Ji and the clan of exorcists (WIP)

[coralover]

...extremely unusual post, dw i havent abandonded coral glasses

INTRODUCING MY SUPA STRIKAS OC WOOO...!!!

oh no, my football obsession is coming to light

my lovely moot asked me to... how could i refuse?

ANYWAY meet Mila !! the patchwork of all things dear to me

knowing me, it isnt a surprise shes a yumesona (cj im looking at u)

even though, the club is NOT canon in any way in the universe, she is the star and face of Inter Milan !! the club ever

she joined supa strikas as the Coach's assistant, on a loan between clubs, after falling out of the super league as a player, due to a literal cardiac arrest

on-field she is a complete chaos !! a goal-scoring hurricane with an attitude...known for getting carded often...

off-field she is an awkward, but well-meaning, individual who will NOT laugh at your joke, no matter how funny it is, if she hates you

mila has a tons of thing going on: she is a star, a bassist, a collector, a manager of a whole team (!!), and a lover <3<3<3

now, just as with shu-hui, CATCH 3 random facts about her !!

-what she collects, are football jerseys >:D old and new, limited or not !! she has that collecting wire in common with cool joe

-she lives on her own yacht, who cares about a mansion?

-she is based off my two favorite footballers: sergio ramos and ewa pajor >_< and much much more but thats another story...

forza inter !!

feel absolutely free and invited to hit me up, chat, ask or tell me abt your oc(s) !! ;D

i hope i actually start posting reguraly again

[nunezs-stuff]

Jjk x diabolik lovers x servamp X Vampire Knight

Remember timelines may have to be changed and My OC is not an insert

Crossover explained

Including with jjk

The events what happened before the event happened before yui and Kianna are born or conceived now

maku who would get attacked and be deemed dead by choso and yuji after they were reunited and the unfortunate *death*of maku. And due to the events that happened it would cause Karlheinz to withhold the sacrificial Brides temporarily to avoid suspicion and specially due to the erratic events happening and he does not need the attention and after the events were over it would would leave the world in temporary disarray which would be eventually rebuild and fixed

Including diabolik lovers

After the world was put back together in life went back to *normal* Karlheinz would set up the sacrificial Brides to be sent all over again

And that would bring in where maku ends up in one night stands with women that would result in his daughter's existence and departure to the church without his knowledge or even knowing they exist

And with kianna and yui both girls would be raised in a neglectful but stable environment

As they were primarily raised by the priest of the church the only friends they truly know are the children that also live in the church and the children they know in Catholic School

Before they were inevitably sent to the sakamaki house on the day Kianna turned 15 years old and kianna's forced relationship with the eldest of the sakamaki brothers due to the fact she was arranged to be SHU's bride because of his father. as it Follows the events of yui komori and kianna komori and their events into hell and Madness by sadistic and heartless vampires filled by Obsession and arranged marriage by Shu and his obsession with kianna as both girls fight to survive and not lose their sanity but unfortunately one of them will not leave alive.

As kianna komori's Rampage after finding her beloved sister dead but while killing them all she made a mistake she didn't kill the second eldest brother right and shu making it very clear that he will always be a part of her and he'll be the only one to ever understand her and love her before his last breath

And escaping but being separated by the uproaring flames and being chased down by Reiji covered in blood and an enraged expression on his face but in carefully and Tastefully chosen clothes which would end up with him losing her and only seeing a bloody hair clip as she was an being saved by the eldest of the mukami house but in 3 month kianna was taken back by Subaru and into the care of maku

Her biological father

The events of Vampire Knight

Kianna would it be enrolled into cross Academy as a fresh start by her father while she unknowingly slowly turns into a vampire as her cursed blood could no longer keep the blood in her body separated properly

Which inevitably would result in romantic feelings and relationship with senri the student of the night class dormitory

Which would result in a possessive but loving Romance but would be spiked and encountered by Azusa and Ruki and surprisingly Carla the king of founders as all of their hearts have been captured by her unknowingly by Obsession love and toxicity and a dangerous craving to claim her as theirs

The events of servamp explained

Kianna took a DNA test to find out more about her relatives and found out she had a cousin by the name of mahiru who she will eventually reach out to and begin a platonic relationship with as both did not know they had any more relatives willing to hear them out and see each other out but that will result in her meeting a servamp named kuro who will gain an attachment to her

Which will result in her beloved senri's jealousy

And in this will begin a story of chaos Bloodshed and angry vampires and regrets as she meets other servants who also see the appeal for the cousin of mahiru shioto who is not willing to let his cousin get dragged into his own mess but eventually need her help and get dragged into it herself without her cousin asking for help first as both need each other in this time as the vampires they're dealing with are just as strong as pure blood if not stronger

@morbid-dreamzz @mintfluffysweater

[shusei-tokuda]

yeah...

*peeks in*

~@shusei-tokuda

hey! didn’t know you could find me here, what brings you to the psych ward Tokuda-kun?