#this is a very quick doodle i had this idea for a long time now

[anonymocha]

Dear Laika

[ozzgin]

Hello again, are requests still open? If they are, can I request headcanons for Izuku, Shoto, and Tamaki with an artist reader? They stumble upon the reader's book full of art. The book also has drawings of them and the reader together.

Yes! I even have your previous ask halfway written in my drafts, which I might just conveniently incorporate it here haha. I'm just very slow to write everything. I do mark the request section as closed when it's the case., so no worries.

BNHA Characters x Artist! Reader Headcanons

Featuring Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shoto, Amajiki Tamaki and a reader whose doodles are rather obvious in meaning. More fluff!

Midoriya Izuku

Deku is not really one to pry. So it was absolutely not his intention to snoop. He'd just assumed that your notebook has generic scribbles made of class notes, facts and observations, similar to his. He didn't expect to find intricate sketches, and of such quality too!

Really, he's mesmerized. He has an eye for detail and will carefully scan every line and every brush stroke. Is this a portrait of your teacher? Fantastic angle you've chosen! The crosshatching adds a lot of depth. He slowly flips through the pages, wondering why you've never mentioned your hobby. He's even a little dejected, fearing you might not consider him as close a friend.

Then he reaches the doodles of him and you together. Oh. Ooooh. He has to look away for a moment, trying to contain his blush. Well, it certainly makes sense you'd keep it from him. He'd like to return the sketchbook and pretend he never saw anything, but...As much as he doesn't want to embarrass you, he can't get the idea out of his mind. To think you like him, too...Can he really hide how happy that makes him?

Todoroki Shoto

Opening your personal belongings was completely unintentional. Todoroki had accidentally included one of your notebooks among his own and swiftly left for his dorm room. As he clumsily dumped out the contents of his bag, he finally spotted the foreign item sprawled out on his desk.

Drawings? He can't think of anyone in class to ever mention such interest. Then he remembers he sat next to you, so it must be yours. He blushes slightly at the idea. It would be most terrible of him to snoop further, but he can't help his curiosity. He'd love to know more about you and a perfect opportunity is shining brightly before him. Just a quick peek...nothing more.

To think you were this skilled and he never noticed. He stumbles upon a portrait of himself. Unexpected. When did you even have the time to observe him so carefully? His lips purse in embarrassment. By the time he reaches the lovely couple doodles, his ears are bright red. Was his crush that obvious? He can hardly believe the coincidence of you liking him back and expressing it so clearly. Returning the sketchbook will certainly be interesting. It is the duty of a Prince, after all (If he is to refer to your little sketches).

Amajiki Tamaki

Tamaki has noticed how you often sneak away from the crowds and assumed you, too, are struggling with anxiety and awkwardness. Upon further inspection, however, it seems you just enjoy sketching by yourself. He feels a little ridiculous, hiding behind the wall and spying on an innocent hobby like this.

Then again, why the secrecy? He always thought you're good friends, yet you never mentioned anything about it. Combined with the fact you frequently praise him or gaze at him uncomfortably long...Are you planning on pranking him or something? No, no, that's just his paranoia talking. He reassures himself as he holds the little book you conveniently forgot behind. This is the perfect opportunity to prove to himself he's overthinking as usual.

Seeing the doodles of you and him together turns him into a fumbling, red-faced mess. His hands are trembling. The polite thing to do right now would be to close the notebook and promptly return it. Still, he's stuck in place, staring at the pages. Is this a joke? You can't possibly like him back. Someone like him. As much as he denies it, the longing won't leave his flustered heart. A man can dream...

[darqx]

HEEEY MACARENA (ALRIGHT!)

Here's some long overdue BP and HH asks :) I tend to combine the two since there's not as many as the RADs, so this starts with BP and then moves into HH/Gen qs.

BP

MUAH ~ (I actually doodled this some time last year for fun and whimsy, based on those long mouth kiss meme pics XD)

A very quick overview of these types!

Vescordem: Maneaters/cannibals, excessively tall and strong.

Aleores: Minor dealmakers (goods and services). Jaw can unhinge and has venomous bite.

Sollicio: Major dealmakers - soul stealing ability. Often very good looking, has ichor powers.

Voxter: Ability to project 'thoughts' into someone else's mind - you ever have an intrusive thought? Same concept. All have a unique mark across the top part of their face.

Caumacies: Maneaters/cannibals, very strong. Has a third eye which sees only in heat vision - rarely opened simultaneously with normal eyes.

Hmm M or MA15 i think 🤔

You know, i actually have an idea for a game that has nothing to do with anything I'm currently doing XD One day i'll actually have time to make it, maybe. But anyway currently my actual project is i'm planning on making a comic \o/

I AM PLEASED TO ANNOUNCE that i have thumbnailed like 70 pages of this bloody thing and i'm still only in the first quarter of the planned chapters lol OTL Once i finish thumbing the chapter I'm on I plan to go back and render the pages properly before starting to post them :D

...which should hopefully give me a buffer as i repeat the process for the next chapters |D

You know, the concept of my characs being comfort characs for someone will never get old for me. It just tickles me pink ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ This answer will have two levels to it.

It's fine to RP or ask blog with Rire - he's one of my more "known" characs thanks to BTD so as long as credit is given (and it's made clear I'm not running the blog so it's not canon) then it's cool.

I'd prefer if no ask/RP blogs are created for any of my other BP or HH characs, as they are not as known yet. This may be revisited once i actually get the BP comic out but for now it's a no, sorry! (Though, if you are RPing in like...a private Discord with other friends who know who the characs are then I'm a bit more lenient with that.)

The reason for the BP/HH level is that ages ago when I had started establishing my own characs more, I randomly happened to find a forum where someone was RPing as Izm and .D but no one else knew who the characs were and so they clearly thought the RPer was the original artist and creator. Said RPer was not dissuading anyone of that notion. That has stuck with me for forever because at the time i never anticipated that someone would...actually try and do that with an OC. Like, bro srsly?!

One pet peeve for everyone:

.D: Willfully stupid people

Izm: .D smoking. He could care less if anyone else smokes but .D is not allowed on his watch

Marcus: Having decisions made for him without his input

Zeke: "How's the weather up there?"

Wei Ren: When people think he can't understand English cos he has an accent and so they deliberately speak slower and louder

Geez Caleb why are you damn RUDE

Here's one i prepared earlier! 😌

I'm not sure why you included Marcus as a demon, he's a human lol.

HH/More Gen

There are clubs which are created by students but need approval from the adults to exist.

HH is one of the better boarding schools which generally turn out successful alumni. The "obvious problems" we see are not actually obvious lol.

He doesn't need such manipulations.

Thanks! I hope you are inspired to go forth and create stuff! :D

One of the only perks of being a prefect at HH, really :d

Absolutely not lol

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4. These types of qs are always amusing to me only because you guys expect me to know but i absolutely do not XDD. Do normal people actually have a fave animal?? I dont even have a fave animal!! Anyway offshoot aside sorry that i can't even randomly assign anything, but if you are interested here is what they might be AS animals lol.

They actually don't have names because they were randomly designed NPCs i drew as like, placeholders |D;

Not including Rire or Nurse Isla:

.D is asexual, Izm is bisexual, and everyone else is straight probably. Caleb and Desmond are violently straight (as in Des is like very 90s stoner bro adamantly vocal about being straight and Caleb will actually try and break your neck for insinuating anything).

I have some female characs but I dont draw them that often as they are more side characs in BP and HH. The ones ive's drawn at least once are Isla (who looks like this, also doodled above), Tish (Des's sister) and Kenzie and Kelly (Zeke's sisters).

Every once in a blue moon i get an ask saying this but whenever i go to check nothing is wrong, so...nothing is wrong they do work |D; As the age old tech saying goes have you tried turning it off and on again? :d

Aren't those kind of things supposed to be...based on yourself??

[missterious-figure]

Random God Moon I had made a while ago. (Never got around to making Sun) I might not even do anything with this, but I found it in my notes (which is were I quickly doodle ideas that I might want to expand on and don't want to forget so I can look back and see them) I think I might take a quick look at my notes to see want other ideas came to me at ungodly hours of the night.

There were two ideas I had for this au

1: Y/n was a warrior made with the blood of a deceased God. They were raised by humans and cared for mortals very much. But most of the gods were jerks, like the gods of Roman and Greek mythology. They mistreated mortals and used them like toys. The gods destroy the village y/n lived in and that makes them snap. They decide they will destroy any and all gods who have mistreated humans. Sun and Moon are two gods who do love mortals. They are always continually trying to tell the other gods to stop their cruel ways, but are ignored. When they hear about y/n's rebellion they decide to join.

2: Sun and Moon are thought to be the last two gods when they fall to the mortal world as babies. As they grow up, they are kind to the mortals, especially the ones that raise them, and help them when they can. But life in the mortal realm starts to get boring, and the two gods long for more then just friendly companionship as they grow. Meanwhile, in a land far away from were Sun and Moon live, a storm god, who was also a baby when they fell (and are the same age as Sun and Moon are now) thrives in a small village. The new god is raised there for a long time. Sun and moon eventually catch wind of the "new" god and go to find them. When they do, they can immediately tell that they are a perfect partner. So they try to court them.

[slowlysoluminary]

after that wack-tastic piece of media i figured we could all!! use a break!!!!!!! so!!!!!!

(more) doodles below the cut. and some commentary! Hurray!

^^ Post game is interesting. Most of the timeloop is about figuring the deal with the memories, some of it is about sif comng to terms with the king, and the very very end of it is about everyone regaining their memories.

so i say it again post game is REALLY interesting!!! because everyone, collectively, is trying to balance their old memories and their new memories. everyone except siffrin. who is not 1:1 old siffrin but is the closest to it, considering how much loop's been through.

loop??? becomes corporeal at some point in the end.

it's very bittersweet! i think! the whole of the party does an "i want to remember!!!" sequence, fighting with their own minds to fill the gaping holes they'd always ignored.

-- loop, after realizing the extent to which they're familiar with the party, had tried desperately to get the party to remember them throughout the loops. in hopes that something would change. they never remembered.

at the same time, siffrin is talking to the king - they're fighting with eachother physically and verbally, desperately trying to get the other understand. resetfrin is not the siffrin the king hated so earnestly, not the siffrin he tried to snuff out.

over the course of many conversations with the king, siffrin caught on. the king is the major lore dump here and is who causes most of the narrative development because i say so !!!!!!!!!!!!

actually. about post game. do you know why their designs are like that

resetfrin hated the lack of autonomy he had over their own body so they decided to. cut their hair. it's a bit curlier now that there's not a lot weighing it down

they decided not to keep the star stuff the king gave them. yada yada character development or whatever.

they gave their cloak to loop!! who is. siffrin again. physically at least. both siffrins are siffrin but with clear differences! like hair length and hair texture! and ohhhhhhhh no what do you mean the universe gave them the wrong body?? what?????? how cruel!!! how blasphemous!!!!!!!

loop hated the idea of keeping her hair darkless (mirror pronouns for loop btw!!! remember that!!!). it reminded them of what it was like to be ghostloop. which they hated!!! but they couldn't have their hair be lightless because that was resetfrin's new thing, so... they just. kept dying the bottom parts of it lightless. it's a compromise

how does the party distinguish the two siffrins, name-wise? uhhhhhh. ask me that question later. idk.

if.... if i have pre-game planned out. and post-game planned out.

then the inly thing I don't have planned out is the ACTUAL time loop bit

it's quite daunting because? that's like the entire point of the original game? it feels like i hve to live up to so much and like fhe loops have to have such a packed, coherent story

though, to be fair, most of what I'm writing will just be. the time loop bit. so i guess I'm figuring it out as i go

anyway, actually talking about the two sketches above, ghostloop is for SIFFRIN'S EYES ONLY!!! she can hit things but things can't hit her and all that.

after figuring out, through past loops, that the King can't see them, they realized siffrin was their only connection to the physical world. The Last Piece Left of them, physically and metaphorically. the whole time they longed for something else to acknowledge their existence. acknowledge theyre real

they also realize they can do Fuckery

the king has a Sixth Sense for loop's Fuckery,,, flipping him The Bird resulted in a rather quick death for Siffrin. whoops!!!!!

this au is. more closely revolved around gloop than i thought. don't worry!! i have a lot of gloop content planned! but. but you need to understand the pain of resetfrin and the king. the misery snd desperation fhe king felt about his country. siffrin pleading with the king, countlessly, hoping to see some SEMBLANCE of the man he once knew. you need to know the missing pieces the party finds, a hollow feeling settling itself around their hearts. you need to know so bad.

so you'll get gloop content! i am a big fan of the little guy myself, really. but !!! this au is not ONLY about them, believe it or not! hehe. haha. giggles. ok ill stop

[botanicaxu]

Hello Botanica I admire your art so much ❤️ do you mind giving tips on how you improved your art over the years? I would also be delighted if you could show us what your drawing process is like a little bit, if not thats cool too🤗 have a great day!!✨

Hey there! (*waves*) Thank you so much for the love <3 I'd be happy to share some insights on the topics you mentioned! (Sorry that it took a while.)

I think I’ve been drawing for almost 20 years now (Whoa!). Honestly, I don’t even know how I made it through, but ever since I was a kid, I knew art was a necessary part of my life. Looking back now, I’m just glad I stuck with it!

This piece is like a visual timeline of my art evolution. It’s wild to think I went from those super basic kid doodles to the style I have now. Growth is real, y’all!

So the tips! (They are mainly for those hobbyist artists, since I don’t have the luck to make it as my career.)

Keep your eyes and mind open to learn from different fields. It’ll spark fresh ideas and enrich your art, but always double-check when diving into unfamiliar territory.

Find tutorials that vibe with you, and collect references IRL.

Use primary sources to avoid distorted or AI-altered refs.

Take your own photos as ref.

Use 3D websites like Sketchfab, Blender for 3D assistance, and posing apps or manikins to help with your art.

Practice consistently. Balance your time between quick sketches and more polished pieces.

Accept where you are now and improve from there. Don't let others' opinions or other artists’ activities throw you off your path.

If art’s your hobby, the goal is to have fun! No pressure to push boundaries unless you’re feeling it.

Let’s move to drawing process. I’ve been doing hand-drawn art for more than a decade, but had to fully switch to digital media after 2016. Now I usually use Procreate for sketches and lines, then use Clip Studio Paint and Photoshop for colors and adjustments.

I’m gonna share two sets of process. One is for generic character art, and the other one is for pieces influenced by environment.

So character art is like:

(More under the break.)

Do some (very) rough sketch to locate the characters → Line art

Define coloring section → Do flat basic colors, adjust the tone via gradient map, change line color

Add more details, use airbrush to shape the volume → Rendering (layer mode: multiply, linear burn)

More rendering (layer mode: screen, overlay, soft light) → Post effects

Done!

The next is art influenced by environment:

Make a color sketch to set the general tone → Line art

Flat basic colors (background & characters) → Darken the art (layer mode: multiply), add more details

Add more details and begin rendering → More rendering, lighten some parts (layer mode: screen)

More rendering, use gradient map to adjust the tone → Post effects

Done!

Wow, this turned into a long post! Hope you found something useful here! Thanks for sticking around till the end! 🙌✨

[hithisartexists]

hi im still alive. i got back in the fnaf craze while engaging with nostalgia. heres the art ive made so far.

1. lyrics from True Romance by She Wants Revenge

2. panel redraw of the graphic novel + a closeup of the face for detail

3. college era willry of them talking about making fredbear's + extra doodle of henrys fredbear fit

4. doodles i made while reading the graphic novels

below the read more: a several paragraph long rant i went on that was just supposed to be willry timeline headcanons. oops

henry henry henry henry henry and william and henry and william and

in my hc, the timelines goes that henry and william met in college. henry was always more reasonable and personable, but he grew attached to william anyway. William, of course, was (not) very normal about this/. He starts writing about henry in his journal, (An idea from henry, actually, to start journals as a form of self therapy. He was reasonable like that.) EVentually they open up fredbears together and start families. Henry was so in love with his own family and everything was going perfectly for him. He and william were still good friends. William seemed to be a bit more distant to his own family, in fact he was never sure if he had wanted to start it in the first place. Realistically, this is never what he wanted, but he pushed those thoughts on the backburner because anything with Henry was out of the question.

This continues until the first Bite, in which the crying child, his favorite son, dies. His youngest was always his favorite because he learned quick. Evan learned from Micheal and Will's interactions not to talk or fight back or he would be in trouble. He learned from his sister not to bother dad because "kids should only speak when spoken to." He was the perfect child to William because he never got in the way or complained.

Upon Evan's death, William is devastated. And like a savior, Henry is there. Henry is there to keep him from being alone (and also to make sure he's not too cruel in Michael's punishments, deserved or not). William tries to absorb himself in his engineering to distract from the death, but it's not enough. He keeps obsessing over it while building, while doing anything, and as it keeps ramping up he keeps leaning on Henry as a crutch, but even he can't keep Will's head above water.

One day, William is brimming with rage. He runs an establishment for all these happy families, the same establishment that tore apart his own. His best friend at the center of it, never truly knowing his grief. And one day, a crime of passion inspired by rage and wanting to be recognized and selfishness over the attention of his friend, who was ready to move on before he was, led to six dead kids, most noteably Charlotte, Henry's daughter. Panic sets in midway through the murders but he knows he can't just let them go now. In a fit of terror he stuffs them in spare suits, intending to return the next day with more time and dispose of them properly. As he leaves, though, they speak. They scream and they cry and they curse and William runs back home, horrified.

Henry is devastated. His poor baby girl, missing, the one time he looks away from her. The police are searching, he and his wife are crying, and Sammy doesnt understand why his twin sister isn't coming home. He takes his first day off work in years. Upon returning, he is greeted by William. How kind of him to run the place in Henry's absence, to keep it so clean. Oh, and that paperwork that bothered him so much is finally complete. And these sweet, understanding words from somebody who truly understands his grievances, all this is all he could really hope for. Will sounded so sure of his words, "They'll find her, she can't be far," the way he spoke so matter-of-factly and allowed Henry to fall limp in his arms made it seem like maybe it would really be okay.

Days pass, it isn't okay. Weeks. Months. In the absence of Charlie, it feels like William is the only one really there for him. It isn't okay. He keeps an old doll his daughter loved with him, and in his spare time he sobs and sobs and sobs into it, filling it with deep agony that only made it harder to look at. He had begun treating it like a new daughter, going so far as to build an animatronic around the doll, something of hers that could bring her back to life. But it wasn't just Charlie in that doll anymore, it was the deep sorrow of her father that fueled the machine. After enough of this, his wife leaves him and takes Sammy with her, overwhelmed and exhausted by Henry's ever-increasing delusion.

Now he really only does have William (and his metallic simulacra of paternal love). They spend more time together, and the dream of the original Fredbear's dies out as both seem to lose interest.

William's wife leaves him at some point as well, or just disappears, his story is unclear. He claims they had a heated argument about how neglectful he was to her and his family, at which point she packed up and left. There's been no way to contact her since.

At one point, William leaves his journal out. He's left the room for a few minutes, and Henry can't help but be curious. He starts from the beginning, a wholesome and slow start where William writes in very short and objective sentences, unsure of how to utilize the journal. As time goes on he seems much more passionate and full of life, around the height of Fredbear's. By this point Henry has managed to pinpoint exactly how William had felt about him this entire time, his writing seemed so much more jovial and near childish when writing about Henry. He chose to respectfully ignore this fact for Will's sake.

On the day of the bite, the handwriting is light and unsure of itself. Most of the pages after this point seem to be tear stained and/or partially torn. It's a sad thing to read this man's grief. The writing is back to the disjointed and discordial structure from the beginning, when they first met. As the pages go on, he seems to have regained his confidence, but he's still clearly a broken man. The pages go on tangents, his writing is harsh and jagged, occasionally leaving holes in the paper. Phrases repeat themselves, words fall off the lines, and Henry's name appears a lot more than he was comfortable with before.

The day of his daughter's supposed 'disappearance.' The writing is the most loopy and inane it's been thus far, but upon decoding it, overwhelming fear floods his heart. A confession. Blatant admittance and graphic description.

Henry slams the book shut, horrified and betrayed. His friend, his closest and best friend, his only friend-- took everything from him. He took everything and gave him relief piece by piece, acting like nothing was wrong for months. Acting innocent for months while Henry sobbed and wept in his shoulders and gave him everything he had left: his mind.

Henry leaves William and cuts him off entirely. He closes himself up in his house with his craft. He still can't bring himself to turn William in. He keeps trying to build Charlie, he builds more of her and tries to perfect her so that maybe, just maybe he can keep a piece of his old life. But nothing is right still; she is made of metal and fear and anger and betrayal and she will never be his dear Charlotte. He keeps working anyway, it doesn't even seem to be about love anymore. He even neglects her, seeing her only as the versions of her he's built and discarded. Not the version she would've grown to be.

He dies in that house to the only thing he could ever trust, his metal and his hands.

(alternative ending wjere william catches henry reading the book and instead of letting him go, chooses to kidnap him and keep him all for himself :3)

and the willy does afton shit. you know the rest

ok im done

[idontplaytrack]

Every tattoo’s so intoxicating

Janis ‘Imi’ike x fem reader

Warnings: fluff, some coarse language, smutty ending

Little tattoo tour for Janis & her reaction to reader’s first tattoo

Read the main series here

Janis got her first tattoo in college, after a long time of considering, she finally decided to get one on her chest. She’s really proud of that one, and felt way more intensely rooted to her culture with that. Your jaw fell to the floor when you saw the finished result. It was beautiful. Some time after that, she got your birthday tattooed along her left shoulder bone— right before the wedding. Both times, you went along with her for moral support. And as cool as you found tattoos to be, you were too scared of the pain to get even one.

One day, while Janis was out helping Carl and Grace at work, you were tidying up yours and Janis’ room. With Kalia down for a nap, you had some quiet time. You sat down on the edge of the bed, grabbing Janis’ notebook off the nightstand. There was a pencil tucked in between two pages. Curious, you opened the book up to that page. And there it was…an adorable little doodle of the frog Squishmallow she had won for you at the carnival years ago, just…staring at you. Then, you got an idea. You were going to get this tatted, you were finally going to get it done, check that item of your bucket list.

You set the book down and proceeded to finish sweeping the floor. “Mama, will you play with me?” Kalia appeared in the doorway. “I’m bored.” She chuckled.

“Hey, tell you what— how about you and I go for a little drive. Mama wants to get a surprise for mommy.” You picked up the notebook again, gesturing for her to come over. You picked Kalia up and slid her onto your lap, “I…am going to get a tattoo of this lil guy.”

Kalia gasped, “Oooooh.”

“Will you keep it a secret?” You laughed, kissing her cheek.

“Yeah, mama.” The kid agreed, “Mommy will love it.”

“She so will, right?” You hummed, “Alrighty, come on, let’s go get changed and get going.”

“Can we get shave ice please?” Kalia asked excitedly.

You gasped dramatically, “Are we discussing dessert already, my love?”

“Yes?” She giggled as she led you into her room, “I’m gonna wear my shirt with the froggie on it.”

“Nice one.” You smiled, retrieving that said shirt from her chest of drawers, “Okay, jean shorts or jeans?”

“The shorts.” Kalia decided.

“Here you go. Want me to help?”

“It’s okay. I can do it.” She beamed proudly.

“I’ll wait for you right outside, yeah? Want a snack before we hit the road?”

“Pretzels?” She suggested.

“Good choice.” You shut the door and went to the kitchen to grab the snacks for both of you, and a drink each. Couple minutes later, Kalia emerged from her room. “There you are!” You exclaimed cheerily, “Sit down here, baby. I’m gonna do your hair real quick while you snack?”

“Okay, mama.”

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After making a copy of the doodle, you took the picture and put it in your purse, leaving the original safe and sound. You found a place that accepted walk-ins, and thankfully it didn’t take long to. You were quickly settled in and talked to the artist about what you wanted. As nervous as you were, the man was really understanding and kind. Having Kalia there with you for moral support was also helpful. The girl held onto your hand before the tattoo artist even started. But, it did calm your nerves very quickly. Well, that and you didn’t want to go batshit crazy in front of Kalia and scare her. Either way…you kept it together. Then…it was finally done. There was an adhesive plastic wrap to leave on for about five days, but now that the actual tattooing was done, it wasn’t as bad as you thought it’d be. You paid, tipped and left after expressing your thanks.

You and Kalia stopped somewhere for lunch before driving the rest of the way home. After helping her take a shower, you sat in the backyard while she decided to read. Sipping on your favourite tea, you glanced up at her occasionally to see how she was doing. Roughly a half hour later, she asked if you could colour with her. You agreed, of course. That was always fun. By then, Janis was almost home. And when she was, Kalia immediately giggled and ran up to her. “Mama has a surprise for you~” Janis took her hand, squinting confused, “What is it, baby?”

“Come with meeee.” Kalia pulled Janis into the backyard, stopping next to you. Janis spots the new tattoo on your forearm. “Oh, that is the cutest thing ever.” Janis gasped softly. “Is that my drawing?”

You looked at your wife with a grin, nodding your head. “Yep.”

“I love it.” Janis pecked you on the lips.

“Me too.” Kalia chimed in, you and Janis chuckled.

“Did you have fun today, my love?” Janis asked, sitting down on the chair next to yours. Kalia nodded, “Mhm. Lunch was really yummy too.”

“Ooh, I bet. Mama sent me some pictures.” Janis smooched her on the cheek. The three of you hung out in the backyard until the sunset, then made dinner together. Carl and Grace were a little surprised, but happy to come home to the laughter and aroma of food cooking on the stove. “We’re home~” Grace walked into the kitchen first, “Thanks for making dinner.”

“Of course.” You smiled, “Go wash up, it’ll be ready in a couple minutes.”

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“How was it?” Janis asked, shutting the bedroom door behind herself. “The tattoo? It hurt, it did.” You admitted with a raised brow, “My tolerance for pain really plummeted after that incident when I had Kalia. But, I got through it. Wasn’t the worst.”

Janis smiled softly, cupping your cheek then stroking it with her thumb. “It looks beautiful, I’ll say. I actually really want to get another one done.”

“Not gonna stop you, because you know I love it.” You snickered cheekily.

“Oh, I do know.” She mirrored your grin, pressing a kiss to your lips. Janis laughed into the kiss right before she kissed you deeply. Which…ignited a little something in you. And god you wished you weren’t this tired. (Not that it really mattered, Janis loved doing all the work sometimes)

“Fuck.” You cursed, biting back a laugh. Janis kept kissing you, and eventually, you were laid on your back with Janis straddling you. “Yes?” She asked innocently.

“Please.” You uttered, for good measure.

The smile doesn’t leave her face as she slid downwards. You feel her breath fanning against you while she pushed your shirt out of the way. “I love you.” She murmured, peppering kisses all over your core which went lower and lower. You started to squirm, she went back up and attacked your neck instead. Janis of course knew exactly where to work over in order to make you tick, it didn’t take long at all for you to feel incredibly aroused. But your sleepiness was also apparent. At the same time, she’d palmed your breast. What finally made your head spin was the feeling of her lips wrapped around your nipple. You gulped, exhaling harshly. “Fuck.” You laughed breathily when you feel her tug on the sensitive flesh. Janis kept at it, going on and on minute after minute of giving your tits the attention. She knew you like the back of her own hand…this always riled you the hell up. Her eagerness time after time always drove you crazy, but it was more so the fact that she was always gentle with you until…well, you didn’t want gentle. Pretty soon, every inch of your exposed skin was marked by her kisses. Each touch of her lips against your skin sent a rush of heat that pooled between your thighs. Janis sat on your core, knees on either side of you hips as she cupped your face in her hands. “You wanna do it?” She asked, like always. Looking at your flushing cheeks and pouted lips, she couldn’t help but grin.

“Yeah.” You told her, voice barely above a whisper as your mouth went dry. You also nodded, so she definitely got it. Janis nodded as well humming in approval as she leaned down to meet your lips, making out with you. Each kiss got deeper and hungrier, with the heavy breathing and the slight struggle to breathe you writhed beneath her. You were getting just a tad impatient. Janis laughed, her breath fanning against your face as she tilted your chin and pulled away from the kiss. Cooing softly, her gaze then fell onto your bicep. Her thumb brushes over the plastic-protected area on your skin, “This is crazy.”

“Really?” You asked sweetly, “I would say crazy is you doing this while knowing exactly what I want.”

“I’m always a little crazy, what do you mean?” Janis smirked, fingers tracing your arm mindlessly. “Is it uncomfortable to lay it like that?”

You squinted at her, this sudden sweetness when she was being smug annoyed you. Obviously. You needed her. “I mean— yeah, but how else do I leave it? Fold my arm and rest it on my chest?”

She snorted, “No, I want to give your boobs some love.”

You laughed, “What? You’re—”

“Hey. You said so yourself. I’m a tit head.”

You rolled your eyes at her playfully. She leaned closer to your face again, palm slowly going from your chin and wrapping around your neck ever so gently. “Keep this up and we’re using the strap.” Her voice was husky and slightly intimidating. Another rush if heat pooled in between your thighs. You whined, “I don’t want the strap.”

“Oh, you don’t?” She teased. “So what do you want?”

“You. Fuck me.” You smiled back as sweetly as you could, she loved it. And she slid back down, settling herself in between your legs, sliding your shorts and underwear off as she moved. You lifted your hips and let her slide those articles of clothing off.

“Glady.” Janis looked at you in anticipation of your taste, “Open up, baby. You don’t need me to tell you what to do…”

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💭A/N:

Another bonus chapter for the series. Took me a damn long time but I want to stay consistent regardless. Here it is.

[u3pxx]

✱ frequently asked questions!

hey there, the name’s den/sun! i’m a filipino artist with too many ideas and too little sleep! i mainly post and draw ace attorney, haikyuu, and disco elysium with the occasional dungeon meshi drawing.

i also like good omens, danganronpa, tmnt 2012, undertale/deltarune, mob psycho 100, splatoon, monster prom, fairly odd parents: a new wish, potionomics, and pokemon! :^]c

rest of the faq under read more (because it's very long lol) | dividers from here! | faq will be updated every now and then

what program do you use?

old answer: i use clip studio paint ex! as of 06/24/2023: i use clip studio paint pro v3 for illustrations and clip studio paint v1 ex for animatics

what brush do you use?

old answer: i mainly use the gasa gaya line pen for sketching and the t-pen for both sketching and inking as of 09/22/2023: i use the koya pen for sketching and inking and the gasa gaya line pen for inking occasionally. as of 12/19/2023: i use the a pen that feels like a pencil (鉛筆を感じる液だまりペン) with the pen pressure opacity turned on for sketching (i also use it for inking occasionally). i don’t ink that much right now but i still also use the gasa gaya line pen for it. as of 03/07/2024: i use both the a pen that feels like a pencil (鉛筆を感じる液だまりペン) and calish ink for both sketching and inking. as of 07/08/2024: i use the dry ink brush on clip studio paint.

do you do commissions?

yes, i do! currently closed right now because i’m a student and art school is hard but feel free to take a quick look here if you would be so interested! :^] however, i do occasionally open 2 slots for sketch commissions whenever i’m in need of some money so watch out for that pftt <3

do you sell prints?

yep! i have an inprnt!

where else can we find you?

you can find me both in twitter, Instagram, and art fight! i also have a youtube where i haven’t posted in 4 years pftt

can we use your drawings?

you can use my drawings for profile pictures, banners, even your little tiktok video edits as long as i'm credited (with a link back to my art account, please!) (also if you did do little tiktok edits with my art can you please send them to me i would be so delighted to see them)  just so we’re clear too, i don’t allow reposting of my art on other social media without my permission or credit. thanks!

can you draw [insert thing here]?

i don’t do requests! and usually, when i ask for things to draw, it depends if i’m feeling up to it so sorry if i don’t!

can i draw fanart of your au’s/oc’s?

YES! please, i’d be so dang honored! and please tag me too if you ever post it so i could see it and reblog it here! :^D (and also gush wail cry and scream about it forever and ever)

what does your username “u3pxx” mean?

it’s just my name den upside down, the x’s are because my old selfsona design had x’s for pupils and i wanted to incorporate that.

what does your tag “pampabait” mean?

pampabait (pam‧pa‧ba‧it) is a tagalog word that loosely means “to make [something] kind”, since the prefix “pampa-” is used to denote the causing of a state and “bait” means “kind”! the way i use it is also kind of referencing the phrase "nasisiraan ng bait" (losing one's mind/starting to feel insane). it's just a tag i use for some wholesome stuff i see that would stop me from going I HATE EVERYTHING FORVEVERRRR

have you played all the ace attorney games?

i have not! only because i got into ace attorney via let’s plays, instead. me and some friends are however trying to finish dgs though we haven’t been able to play for a long time pftt. we’re currently still on dgs2-1.

who’s your favorite ace attorney character?

look at me in the eye, boy. wheezes but it is apollo justice, trucy wright, and klavier gavin.

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[eee-lordy]

could you write a valentine’s day with jacob fic!

here is a quick little love day fic for you 🥰😍

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You stood in the middle of the aisle, staring at the row of pink and red cards. None of them looked right. You'd only been dating Jacob for a little while now. The cards with paragraphs full of confessions of love were too serious. The cards that weren't too serious were too stupid.

And anyway, you'd barely been dating. Jacob would take you for dinner and movies and keep you up late at his place before driving you back home. But you'd never talked about it. You'd never acknowledge it. You almost felt like a fool for perusing the Valentine's sales at this market. But you felt worse at the thought of letting this dumb ass holiday pass without letting Jacob know somehow, that he was on your mind as more than just a friend.

Frustrated, you left the market with nothing and stormed home to manage your very conflicting feelings. Wasn't now the perfect opportunity to get a bundle of flowers and chocolate to prove your love? Or was that the most risky and ridiculous idea of all time?

You watched the clock tick by, time getting closer to the hour Jacob usually popped over without an invitation. It was inevitable he'd be here tonight, right? There was every possibility he had another girl or two or three to woo on this made up holiday. But he was always popping over around this time. It had become an unspoken tradition. You felt like a fool for waiting up for him. But still, you did.

You made dinner and watched another hour pass by. You turned on the telly and tried not to think to hard about how much time had passed.

When the sun had long set and all those late night talk shows started to air, you realized it was probably time to call it... time for bed. You had been right to not get your hopes up for Jacob's probable appearance. But despite your efforts to not care, you did. And you were kind of majorly bummed.

And then there was a knock at your door.

Casual and calm as possible, you twisted the handle and tried to pretend your heart wasn't in your throat.

Jacob was stood before you, smiling wide and seemingly catching his breath. In his grasp, a basket full of heart shaped goodies.

"So sorry I'm late. I spent too long trying to make this perfect." Jacob explained, stepping inside your place as you backed up to let him.

"Here, love, happy Valentine's day!" Jacob extended the basket of gifts your way, waiting patiently for you to shut the door and take a step closer toward where he stood.

"Oh, my goodness I really wasn't expecting all this." You admitted, marveling over the gifts you saw inside the basket. There was a bundle of flowers, a loose card, a pair of candles and a box of chocolates.

"Jacob this is so sweet, I can't believe-" You looked up to him shaking your head in shock. He was biting his lip, smiling despite that. He waved you over to the living room, insisting you sit at his side on the sofa. You followed his lead, leaving the basket on the coffee table. But before you sat you hurried to the kitchen to find a vase for the flowers. Quick as you could, you arranged the roses into the vase by the basket and moved to rest at Jacob's side.

"I feel awful. I didn't get you anything. I'm so sorry. I wasn't sure if you'd even be here. I wasn't sure if you thought of me like this at all." You admitted, waving toward the gifts before you.

Jacob was still grinning as he shook his head and extended a hand to rest on your thigh.

"Read the card, darlin'." He prompted. You studied his expression for a moment before reaching to grab the paper from the basket.

The outside of the card was a simply doodled heart. The inside was blank besides Jacob's unique scrawl. It read,

'To put it simply, you're the most special person in my life. Forgive me for not making it clearer before now. I love you. I hope you feel the same. But these gifts will still be extended with care even if I get turned down after you read this.'

"Jacob... are you saying-"

"I know we haven't talked about this. About us. I'm not sure if you want there to be an 'us' but, I do. I want you in every sense. I'm asking if you'll be my girl, officially, undoubtedly." His voice was soft but his words were assured. His hand was still on your thigh, thumb rubbing circles there. "But it's really okay if you don't-"

"Today, I stood picking through cards to buy you. But I didn't because I was afraid you didn't want anything this serious." You interrupted Jacob, trying to ignore how quickly your heart began to beat. "I see now that I should've bought a card. And that I was right to hope you would've wanted it. I love you too, you silly boy. I thought you'd never fucking ask."

"Really?" Jacob breathed, letting his grin hidden. You nodded fiercely and let your smile grow too, just as Jacob leaned in to plant his lips on yours.

You kissed him like your life depended on it. He kissed you like he may never get the chance again. But if it were up to you, he'd be giving many many more chances.

That night went on into the early morning while Jacob pulled you closer on that couch and asked if you'd share the chocolates he bought you. That night went on even better than you imagined it might've. Feeling sorry you didn't by Jacob a token to prove your love, but feeling gratful that hadn't needed too after all.

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[warywind]

Dergtober 9-13

Lots of loose black and white thumbnails coming up.

Day 9: Exalt; featuring a scared and slightly divine tundra cub. I was inspired by what @/Petall did for this one to work with what exalt means outside of flight rising instead of the mechanic. There’s an old draft of Mani’s background in his bio, but in short, he has the misfortune of being involved in one of the darker threads of lore in my clan. His egg was the first to survive a series of experiments a secretive group was doing on ancient ice artifacts that irradiate dangerous levels of pure ice magic. This involved his egg being exposed to way more elemental magic than an egg ever should, resulting in a dragon that has way more magic than a dragon really should. Mani was revered by the group and certainly had been raised into power, but it was hardly a childhood he wanted. (Things do work out okay for him eventually! But he has to do his own rescuing for a while.)

Day 10: Crossroads; I had two ideas for this one, one cheery to make up for sad tundra baby and one less so. I decided to sketch both, and you can tell which one I got more invested in. XD Version 1 is one of my clan's trading caravans reaching a literal crossroads and starting to debate on which way to go, featuring Cadmus, Merlin, Euryale, Aella, and Sandía. Version 2 is for a metaphorical crossroads where a certain dragon has to decide whether to change his path in life. Alden sits in a sort of an awkward, unresolved space in my lore-- waay back when Sandía was in a roleplay onsite I got attached to a semi-villain NPC I was using, then somehow hatched a dragon that was a close match of the colors I pictured for said NPC, then had the roleplay fall out soon after. So, I was still invested in whatever would have happened between Alden and Sandía but didn’t want anything from the roleplay to be canon to avoid stepping on material that deeply involved someone else’s lore. I know their story involves Alden working for kidnappers and at some point making the difficult decision to change sides and free her, but have never gotten around to ironing out the details.

Day 11: Pile; featuring a quick doodle of a sleep pile of the little found family Mani eventually gets. On the right we've got Mani cuddling his partner Pruino, who's in turn getting piled on by Pruino's apprentice Marco, and above them an adolescent Siku, who is basically a child Mani just showed up with one day. Mani probably told Pruino what was up with Siku immediately (it's related to the group that experimented on him, now his sworn enemy), but it takes him a long time to warm up to Marco and let him into their circle of secrets. It occurred to me later that I totally excluded Kilauea, who should count as part of Mani's circle, but then again Kilauea is on tenser terms with most of them and wouldn't have been very comfortable in the sleep pile.

Day 12: Scroll;featuring Dauen. He doesn't really have lore so much as vibes, but I'm sure he'll end up with a story one day. I decided there should be a updraft early on and just sort of went with it.

Day 13: Serthis; featuring an as of yet unnamed Serthis and Cadogan's egg. This lone serthis has stumbled upon egg, size:large and they are debating what to do about it. The answer is adopt child, size:large, but they haven't gotten there in their pondering yet. Just now they're probably trying to decide how big the parents must have been. The drawing is still at sketch-phase, but I ended up playing with colors for a while so it'll be that much harder to clean up the sketch if I decide to finish this after dergtober.

[yooitsyorick]

The Division Book from Today's Short! (Featuring some very rushed doodles from me)

A NEW SYMBOL

At the beginning of this story are two symbols: addition and subtraction. For the longest time, that’s the only thing numbers knew. I’m not exactly sure how the numeral species took so long to discover anything outside of these two symbols. Maybe they were content with what they had discovered already – Maybe they were just stupid.

Anyway, back to the story at hand. Actually, no. We need to go a bit deeper here, I think. First graders learn about multiplication and division. How were they just unable to figure this out? It’s really not that hard. I’m just being honest here. Why should anyone be interested in this “tale” when it’s predicated on such an unbelievable premise? An entire population of sentient, powerful beings and not a single one of them could come up with an array? They’re literally numbers for crying out loud! I just feel like they could’ve figured this out earlier, I guess.

Whatever, quick recap, the numbers only know about addition and subtraction for a long while. They had a lot of fun adding into each other and all that. They really liked it.

Multiplication, which is really just doing addition multiple times in a row, (Think about it, four multiplied by three is just adding four together three times. Isn’t that cool), was discovered shortly after. There were some problems with it, and there are still problems with it. A lot of numbers don’t really mess with multiplication anymore. Every single time they try to, something ends up going wrong. It’s not fun! Addition is fun. Well, I find it quite boring, but they find it fun.

Division, however, stayed a mystery for the longest time. Which it bears repeating, is absolutely unbelievable. Division is literally just opposite multiplication.

Remember when I said multiplication is just addition multiple times in a row? Well, division is just subtraction multiple times in a row. Again, shocking that it took them so long to figure this out. I can imagine the moment now.

A lot of the time, the stupid people among us tend to have the best ideas. A lot of great ideas are unsaid just because they sound stupid. Like, imagine being all smart and educated in the 1500s and suggesting the idea of electricity. Oh, wow, magic beams from the sky can power gigantic and complex machines? Get out of here, man. But that’s actually how it works!

So I don’t really know what happened, but we can probably guess that someone stupid – 9 or 7 – brought up the idea of “reverse multiplication.” I’m not sure. Maybe those two weren’t even alive, I’m not exactly sure why I was the one chosen to pen this history into the annals of time. I really do not know a single thing about what actually happened.

Anyway, let’s just say all the numbers were just sitting around, having a lot of fun, and playing on the seesaw, 9 walks in after a visit to the local multiplication symbol. She has a weird thought in her head, and she confidently brings up the idea of division. She’s laughed at and made to feel very, very dumb. Little did they all know, however, that the idea of division is very, very real. It had just been forgotten about. More on that later.

THE POWER

The division symbol is theorised to be extremely powerful, giving its leftward user the power to split themselves into multiple parts. The amount of parts the leftward number splits into is equivalent to the value of the rightward number in the equation.

The graphic below displays the basic capabilities of the division symbol. 16 being four multiplied by four can get divided by 4 into four four. These fours are all 16, just split up in between four different bodies. They all act like 16 and share 16’s colours. This is because these four 4’s are 16. 16 has disappeared due to splitting themself up. Imagine if you were split into four identical bodies – that’s what ended [up] happening in it. Only in the graphic, of course. 16 is kind of a scaredy-cat, so I don’t think they would be keen to split themselves up like this. Which is frankly weird to me, I think of it the same way I think of people who chicken out of riding roller coasters. Like, you stand there for an hour and a half and watch thousands of people stream in and out of the coaster. Not a single person dies. When’s the last time you saw someone fly out of their roller coaster seat? It doesn’t happen! So, what is there to be afraid of? Do you think you’re special or something? You’re not. You’ll survive. Roller coasters are fun. Why are you robbing yourself of the experience?

Sorry about that rant, this book wasn’t really the place for it. I think I could just delete it, but, um, I really don’t feel like it. I got commissioned to write like at least 200 pages of this thing, and I’m kind of already running out of ideas. You saw it yourself, a couple dozen pages ago I went into a 2 page lecture about the history of devilled eggs. I literally just copied that from Wikipedia. I’m starting to think I’m not being paid for my writing ability, but just because someone was too lazy to do what I’m doing right now. Insane! This thing should be like a pamphlet at most.

Whatever, I should probably get back to the topic at hand. The division symbol is very powerful because it allows the user to split themselves up. This is beneficial for manual labour and especially fighting.

Imagine how much you could get done in a day if there was a clone of you around. That’s like, a basic sitcom plotline. It’s relatable! The numbers, lucky as they are, get to live in a reality where this is possible. You need to lift up a really heavy, wide object? Just divide yourself in two. Of course, you’d have to find 2 in order to divide yourself by them. That’s really the only downside of the symbol. A lot of the smaller numbers don’t like being “used” for division. They have their own lives!

But yeah, division is, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very powerful

THE LOSS

Those who ruled the numeric realm at the time were not pleased with the existence of the division symbol. You know how people say when you’re alone you’re weak, and when you’re united you stand. Well, yeah, extrapolate that concept to this. Do you think those who enjoy power over a population of powerful numbers like the idea of them splitting themselves into a million little equally-powerful pieces? No!

So those in power really did not like the division symbol at all. Like, they really, really did not like it. Like when you walk by a group in public and they start reciting jokes you swear you saw online six years ago to each other. Like, are you that unoriginal? You think you can impress your friends by stealing other people’s jokes? They aren’t even that good of jokes! It’s just sad, honestly. Just show them the joke on your phone, or something like that.

It just really grinds my gears, honestly. So I can really imagine how it feels to be whoever ruled the land of the numbers [was]. I don’t really think it was justified; in fact, it was kind of evil, honestly. But like, if I happened to have dominion over those idiots? Yeah, I probably would want to get rid of the self-destruct button they randomly found and learned how to use. Especially if there are 2 other self-destruct buttons out there for them to use. I say 2 because subtraction is kind of useless. Like… It doesn’t really help anyone. Multiplication and addition are pretty cool though!

So, yeah, one night the numbers were having fun, partying, and just generally enjoying themselves – as numbers are known to do. They generally liked to hang out around the division symbol, actually. They really liked it! It was probably one of their favourite things in the world. Of course, everyone had their own personal favourite thing. 9’s favourite thing was his sunglasses, the real retro ones. They had a rainbow gradient instead of a desert gradient. Doesn’t that sound cool? Meh. I don’t need your approval anyway. Who cares. 8’s favourite thing is when all of the other numbers are quiet. What a weirdo.

So the numbers partied all night. They sang songs and danced around. Blah blah blah. At the dead of night, the last number finally decided to go to bed. Numbers sleep, by the way. I don’t think they really need to? I’ll be honest I know almost nothing about these things. They’re kind of useless? They’re also annoying.

While they were asleep, however, the evil ruler of the realm took the division symbol and removed it from its place! It’s a pretty heavy symbol, so I’m actually kind of amazed that a group of people were able to just pick it up like that. As you’ll see later, 2 is also able to just pick it up on their own. Isn’t that insane? Like, 2, let me know your workout regimen or something. I could use a tip or two. Haha, two, 2.

Ok back on track for real, now BFDI season 1 is the best season. Like, by a mile! It’s just so whimsical and fun and awesome. My favourite episode was episode 6, The Power of Three. What’s up with 3 anyway? Why aren't they in these things? We’re all thinking it, right? This is meta, lol.

For real this time, let’s get back on track. The numbers woke up the next morning to find their precious division symbol gone! All that remained was the discoloured patch of grass that lay under the symbol for so many years.

The numbers were shocked and horrified by the division symbol being taken. 9 cried for like, three days straight, I think. It would’ve been cute if it wasn’t so pathetic. Like, you’re an adult, man. Either way, it was still a tragedy, though. The symbol meant a lot to these freaks! And now it was gone! The fun was over! They got over it quite quickly, though. Like, I’m not kidding, they all forgot about it the literal next day. It was like it never existed. Isn’t that just crazy? These things are so weird, man. Like. Gosh. Just crazy.

THE SEARCH

Leading spots where experts think the division symbol might be hidden. It’s not clear why they think these spots have the most potential. But they’re experts! So listen to ‘em. Also, look, map! Go obsess over what this map means or something if that’s what you’re interested in. Go wild!

Why am I still writing this. How many pages are even left! Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.

The typography on those “blahs” is really, really ugly. So I’m going to stop using them to fill space. The numbers embarked on an epic search for the division symbol, but were a little too stupid to end up finding it. Who would’ve guessed! This is partly why I said they just forgot about it earlier. They tried searching for it, got lost, and instantly gave up! What losers! Can’t commit to the simplest of tasks.

If I remember this correctly, 7, the genius he is, started climbing a tree to get a good vantage point. The only problem with that idea, though, was that the tree had like eight different hornet nests on them. He turned as red as 3! Because of the stings, of course. He was pretty embarrassed too, though. He tried really hard to play it off, making excuses. He said something about how the redness came from getting a sunburn… Which, like, isn’t that much less embarrassing than getting stung by thousands of hornets?

Imagine the contempt you feel whenever you see someone walking around with an ugly full-body sunburn. Like, what an idiot. You couldn’t take the basic precautions to avoid this? You couldn’t put in the 10 minutes of work it would’ve taken you to drive to the local pharmacy and buy a can of sunscreen? It’s so easy! And yet, here this dope is, fully sunburnt. Whatever, I went on a tangent again. What do you think the person who commissioned me to write this is going to think when they check my work. My guess is they’ll just see that there’s a lot of words and instantly give it their seal of approval. If you’re reading this, that is exactly what happened. There is almost zero to be actually gained from reading this book. I’ve gone on the same tirade about how little I care like 50 times now. In fact; all of this is just copied and pasted from 10 pages earlier. That last sentence was too! I’ve reused this same passage about three times now, I’m gonna do it again, too. I’m out of ideas.

Anyway, the numbers stopped searching pretty much immediately. I think Eight maybe looked for a day or two more, but he eventually gave up too. He tried to do this thing where he’d split up into four different grey 2’s… It was low-key a little weird but some people seemed to like it. I just made all of that up.

Last paragraph on this page, better make it count. Lalalalalalalala. Uhhh… Yeah I can’t make this one count. There’s really nothing to talk about with “The Search.” There literally basically wasn’t one. There’s no way anyone is reading this far down. Whatever. Bye.

[afreakingdork]

Writing Request: OC x Donnie and 👅

Let's keep this request train rolling! This time we got @grumpytheunicorn and her OC, Jun, along with Donnie getting his soul sucked out.

From now until the poll closes if you can prove to me that you voted hassan/mikey in this poll then I will write any short 100-400 word request like below or draw you a doodle of your choosing!

ᴰᶦˢᶜˡᵃᶦᵐᵉʳ: ᴵ ᵃᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶦⁿ ᵃⁿʸʷᵃʸ ᵃˢˢᵒᶜᶦᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵒʳ ᵉⁿᵈᵒʳˢᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵖᵉᵗᶦᵗᶦᵒⁿ ᵒʳ ᶦᵗˢ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵉˢᵗᵃⁿᵗˢ.

Minors DNI, we got 🍋 below:

And she was between his legs.

He knew she would be, but she was really there.

Through the fiery blush on his face from when he accepted her not so timid request, Donnie wasn't sure where the time had gone. They kissed, he was sure of that much as that unmistakable sweet taste of her still lingered on his lips, but he had no idea when his pants has come off. He was now indelicately sat with his bare thighs on the couch with the love of his life staring up at him with those huge brown eyes and a smile that transcended time and space itself with how lewd it was.

He was no stranger to her hunger, but right now she was positively starving in a way that made him fear he would be left a eunuch.

No, the moment that tongue of hers unfurled, he dropped in exact time.

That incredible appendage haunted him. Not in any negative sense, but it was the stuff of his very dreams. She was the realized version of things he hadn't known he wanted since puberty struck him down with a bondage bat. Meeting her shifted his very type and she somehow also fit the mold of his deepest desires before he even knew such a thing was possible.

Her tongue was endless feeding now and testing the airspace around his cock like a prehensile organ.

It was, to a point, and she had certainly made use of it. She used it without second thought to snap books down from shelves and he was left wondering how much of it could be used to tie him up. She could swallow him down in one gulp as he had seen her do with many a quick snacks while on the run and he'd happily run through the luxuriously soft folds of her tummy. He'd wind through and around her to sustain her with whatever nutrients she needed and, oh, she was testing his glans.

With the bulbed tip of her tongue, she swiped curious at his taste and the embarrassing leaking of pre that was already dribbling there. He usually had better faith in his ability to last, but that too was something she swept away from him. With her natural skill and talent for simply being her, she was going to make him cum fast and all he was left to do was hope it was long enough that she found enjoyment out of it.

He met her eye to check again and she was positively euphoric.

Hearts could have exploded in those dark, liquid amber orbs and he would believe it was part of her physiology. She appeared to be slurping down some ancient taste made for her buds and it just so happened to be attached to his body.

Then her tongue spun. Like the coil of a bobbin, his foot tapped the pedal as the pink membrane went round and round. It circled and tasted every crevice and crease of his ridged cock and continued to spiral still. It engulfed him, turning the purple hues into something wholly hers to devour and she shot him one last look that he could only think of as a warning show.

In a single drop of her head, she took his straight down her throat.

Even on his best days he tried to get his tongue back there, but never could.

Now she was swallow inches of him with nary a gag in sight.

She came up all drool and the dripping heat threatened him right there.

He'd spray her face full of cum so thick it would get her pregnant through osmosis alone. It would travel through her poisonous skin and deep down into her veins. The circulatory system would take his swimmers on a fast pipeline and further. They would move beyond science, unaffected by her white blood cells because this was her staked claim and by miracle it would make it to her womb and eggs.

She descended again and her tongue bounced like a spring.

It was equal and opposite some basal shredded thought begged him to understand since he seemingly kept forgetting to hear the many, many warning signs that were right in front of him.

She sucked.

She sucked so hard she might as well have been an industrial vacuum.

She sucked so hard so scooped back up some of her own tongue and must have swallowed it.

She sucked so hard, he swore he felt his balls, an internal structure with no mechanism to release, get jostled in the process.

Eunuch was right.

He wasn't going to leave this transaction with a cock.

He never thought he'd be castrated like this.

He always thought it would be for something more banal.

For never fixing his posture.

For always sneaking a few smokes.

For forgetting his hear medication when he was on a role.

No, she was simply going to suck his cock straight off his body and that would nourish her soul. It would feed that starvation she always exhibited and she would finally be at peace. He liked that for her, he thought somewhere in the clouds. She deserved that. He always thought she deserved that. He wanted nothing, but the best for her.

While he was already skirting the stratosphere, the second suck summoned his cum.

He saw it outside his body through x-ray vision without the use of his goggles.

It traveled from the shriveled raisins that were once his balls and through heavy globules up the track of his cock. It was an agonizing queue of a line moving pleasantly fast and it disappeared into her.

Those sperm had no hope of anything.

She gulped them straight down and with that third suck, he passed out.

So enlightenment was purgatory.

He had always wondered what true peace was.

It was his.

It was Jun.

Through time and space though, his soulmate reached him.

She sighed so happy like she had chugged an icy beverage on a nice day and was refreshed on a fundamental level.

"That was... amazing..." She was as jubilant as her name implied. "Think you could..." That joy seeped with dark crawling ichor. "... go again?"

Then to her horror, his new emotion of sorrow, and her terror, she realized he was no longer of this Earth and sought to save him.

She would.

He just needed a minute.

[internet-cheesecake]

oooooo so since the 'pre-cult leader lamb' is in the lead for the next comic poll as of rn, figured I'd do some quick doodles and notes on it & them

here's their general design & some info

(wawawawawawaaaaaaaaa why are side profiles so hard to draw ????? .⁠·⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠(⁠>⁠▂⁠<⁠)⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠·⁠.)

then some notes and rambling on the comic's plot & other info about their background below, so spoiler alert if you wanna wait !

(edit) have changed a good chunk of this info by now !!!! most of it is no longer accurate, so please just consider it concept art for future comics !!!!

this was probably the longest out of all the ideas, so I'm gonna split it up a bunch. This is the general plot idea though so far (⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

•only child of a merchant family from anchordeep, thus learned general merchant trades & bribery

•fled the anchordeep culling with parents, and ended up settling in a hidden sheep village in darkwood

('hidden village refers to 'the herd' found in one of the lost messages. Generally, i think lambs in the areas wouldve been hunted in this order: silk cradle, anchordeep, anura, then darkwood.)

(silk cradle first, since Shamura is the god of wisdom, so it could have been their idea, plus, the prophecy

anchordeep next because Kallamar probably would've followed suit, whether it be for his own safety against the prophecy, or out of not wanting to upset anyone.

then anura, not much thought for this one, but we know darkwood was last since the Lamb was found there, so we can assume anura was before it.)

•would do odd jobs around the village for money and supplies, including guard duty, babysitting, supply runs, ect (basically, where they got the experience later used to run a cult)

•lambs who would leave the village on supply runs sometimes started disappearing while gone, including their parents. Lambert took this as a sign of a potential attack upcoming, and started stockpiling jewelery for bribery and selling, hence why they're wearing so much of it.

•was about to return from a supply run when the village was found, and they went into hiding

(reference to 'lost message II,' which states 'one fled my blade. I will find it')

•was caught a few times, but managed to escape by either using bribes or fighting

•after a few years in hiding, they eventually exhausted all their savings, (bribe jewelry) and when put into a difficult spot, they were forced to sell their sword, leading to them being unable to fight or bribe, causing them to be caught and sacrificed.

•when finally caught, did not say a word. was probably holding back tears and didn't want to seem like a coward in their last moments

(feels fitting that they'd have a lot of pride and not want to seem like a coward, since they're a sore loser in the game. also yet another reference to the lost message, stating 'I found the last, hidden deep in the Lands. It followed me, silent, to the ritual grounds.')

•Their sword, 'beat-up blade' had been a bit of a family heirloom. No one had actually used it in generations though, as it was not really fit for fighting anymore. After their parents disappeared, Lamb tried to DIY restore it by replacing the blade with a darkwood style one, as they were more used to it (due to guard duty) and the anchordeep hilt would sell for a pretty penny. Apparently, it was one of Kallamar's many weapons a very, very long time ago.

(I need some kind of actual reason for the Kallamar favortism that isnt just 'oh yeah internet-cheesecake thinks he's cool lmao' so made Lamb from anchordeep & gave them one of Kallamar's super old and unwanted swords. that way, i can do some kind of 'well, you kinda protected me, in a way. for that, I've grown to appreciate you. So thank you.' oh and plus i live in a tropical area and wanted to include that somehow)

[bluginkgo]

Quick announcement (before the diarrhea of information):

I'm gonna go on a semi-hiatus for a week or so. I'll still be around, just not posting any drawings. Need to replenish my energy and drawing reserves cause I'm dead >_<

Sleep behind scenes!

So... Ginkgo why the hell did this take you so long? Sorry, sorry 😅 Here's what happened. I got burned out after like 10 pages (specifically the manor backgrounds killed me, plus having the full gang in the story) and then got sick and was not feeling all that great. Working through the burn out, sick, AND college work on top was quite hard not gonna lie though, but I wanted to finish it ^^

Alright, now as for little unnecessary Easter eggs, I added as nods to the show and my other interests. ^_^

1. Undertale save point. Undertale had me sucked in for a good long while, and for some odd reason decided to re-emerge in a form of the star save. Made it purple for Uzi's effect over N. She made him more rebellious, so he started to question why is it his memories and dreams are strange/corrupted/missing instead of just going with the flow.

2. Ep3 nod. V and N have history, history that I wish we get to see. V was nicer, kinder, in my opinion, prior to the absolute solver going rampage. So it makes sense for them to have some sort of friendship at the VERY least. So I decides to give it a small spin to it too. A direct quote from ep3 ^_^

3. Ep 2 + 5 nod. I kinda pulled the moment when James dismissed N from ep2 together with events that follow after N leaves library in ep5. Chronologically, these events don't fit together, seeing as ep2 is when N first meets Cyn and ep5 is when she's already set up the massacre. But this is exactly what I was going for. N's memories are jumbled at best, so I took liberty in mixing, matching, and editing his memories just as the admin program would probably.

4. Absolute Solver symbols nod. My chats with @absolute-solver (sorry for annoying you with tag 😅) made me realize that the absolute solver ought to have more presence now. It's activated and running systems in the background for Uzi. Whiiiiich means that drawing absolute solver should start now. BUT, it's rudimentary at best. Symbols don't really make sense and are not completed for most of the time. Not until Uzi at least sees the error message in ep2, when she truly starts questioning what that weird symbol on her visor is. I headcanon that N does know or at least feel that the absolute solver symbol is familiar, hence the little comment.

5. Absolute Solver Nori. Why is there so many absolute solver Nori around? I'm certain she went back to normal, just like in pictures Khan showed us in ep4 post core collapse. But I connected the solvers together here. Uzi's absolute solver string is up and running, and because the solver is a hivemind, it'd connect the memories and warp them a little. So that's why Uzi's doodle of her and Nori at the end (and during memory recall) was so full of absolute solver. It's slowly taking root, whether she wants it to or not.

Personal touches/added/cut ideas:

N's tail wrapping around Uzi like a hug. Originally, Uzi was supposed to look more nervous, but not for the reasons you might think. I cut the nervous look to a more upset look so it wouldn't be confused for fear. Uzi's never scared of N (yes, I don't count ep2 either, that was a lot of events at once and very little time to process them). The nervous look was more of a "Why are you butting in?" type, you know? Being a loner makes you cautious, so when N prods at feelings, I figured Uzi would be a bit defensive.

Cyn is fully rendered and yet I glitched her so much I felt bad. So here's full absolute solver Cyn eldrich monster thingy. ^_^

I pulled a Hazbin hotel moment. Did you see it? Abracadabra GONE! All the scraps from first couple pages with NUzi chatting POOFED out of the existence. Did I get lazy and tired? Yes, that was the tell tale sign of burn out, when I stopped keeping track of background details and just kept the pod.

These progress shots show pretty well how the story boarding goes and how I change my mind too easily. 😅 storyboard is still as much of a mess as ever, sketch shows you I was gonna keep Uzi's hat, but decided against it in final product. I figured this. Nori gave Uzi the jacket whenever Uzi got a bigger body + hair. These are the same jacket and hair Uzi has in canon. Uzi's body is just upgraded again and her hair gets shorter in that regard. The jacket would be big on her, and cover her hands, but what's up with the fluff if I draw canon jacket more spiky? And where's the death battery drawing? I headcanon Uzi drew those on once she got into the angsty teenager stage. The jacket is more spiky from wear and tear.

Fun fact! You can sorta tell who's gonna show up in the comic by what memes I post prior. Here's some examples ^_^ Cyn showed up, and that was first practice with maid outfits and Cyn's eldrich form. Closely followed by manor gang, the second/final form of maid and butler outfits and prime practice for those scenes. This example is a bit spoiler for a meme I'm working on right now! I've never drawn Nori before, so I quickly sketched out the idea and continued on with the comic (otherwise, I'd lose my steam and procrastinate on it again). Memes are filler for you guys while I work on the actual projects (comics), and along the way, they give me practice and change in drawing style ^_^

Is it a coincidence that this comic is called Sleep with the release of a certain horror game? Actually, yeah pure coincidence 😅 I had this drafted allll the way back in November, and didn't take particular interest in poppy playtime until I saw lanky boi, which was actually during a stream I watched on release day of the chapter.

(I didn't know tumblr, or at least the phone app, had a tag limit of 30, BOY was I surprised @brookiedaaroacecookie that must have been THE tag city, sorry 😅)

Next comic is Loneliness 1 and 2

This one is split into 2 POVs from both Uzi and N side, thus its 2 separate comics. That one will be more NUzi centered, too, a slight angst and comfort spin to it. That will come... sometime. I have a few more projects I wanna finish up with prior to starting on these guys ^_^

Why are you still reading this? Omg, have a cookie 🍪 you made it. Have a nice day now ^_^

[tostadamika]

Daniel Watches She-Ra & The Princesses Of Power

-S1E1- 'The Sword Part 1'

Today's She-Ra Watch Art: This shitty Glimmer doodle.

Look I promise they won't all be garbage ;-; I promise

Okay I wanna preface: Not every post is gonna be this detailed, I didn't even intend to go on this long with just one episode but I lost track of time. Some posts I'll be short & sweet. Some I'll be long winded to a comical degree. Depends on my feeling.

I think I'll just keep it to one paragraph per episode, & only pull out the long rambles when I finish a season. I think that'll work. Yeah.

Okay so I have no idea who any of these people are because I literally just started but one of these guys is a lizard. I'm a huge sucker for lizard people in anything ever so I immediately like this fucker. He's a lizard, that is all I need. He's just instantly cool because lizards are fucking rad as hell dude.

So Cat-Ra speaks, that first fucking line of hers.

The fucking "Hey Adora"

The first fucking thing I said to myself, out loud, was the immediate reaction I had to that line: "Oh so they're gay."

I don't know if it's like canon or not but one of the things I know about this show is people ship them a lot. I have no idea if that's actually like a canon thing in the show or not but I've seen a lot of fanart of them so I know people at the very least WANT them to kiss or hold hands or get married & buy a house in the suburbs & raise like 5 kids & watch Shrek on VHS & talk about doing their taxes or whatever idk.

That being an actual thing in the show itself? Uh I guess I'll see what happens so who the fuck knows man. Maybe they just explode idk.

But like....dude. DUDE. The fucking way Cat-Ra said it was just....

SO fucking extra like that immediately felt fruity to me. I'm already getting that vibe from her. On top of that, the way her & Adora continue to interact in the episode also give off a very distinct vibe, a rather, ahem, 'fruity' vibe. I think I'm already getting the idea of why this ship is popular. I do believe I see the vision.

Also, quick tangent, I LOVE the way the animators animated Cat-Ra like an actual cat. Her hair getting puffed up when she's agitated, her ears moving to reflect her mood. Her eyes dilating like how cat eyes actually do. THEY EVEN ALSO MADE HER PURR LIKE AN ACTUAL CAT, LIKE SHE AUDIBLY CAN BE HEARD PURRING. THAT'S SUCH AN ADORABLE DETAIL & IT MAKES HER IMMEDIATLEY ENDEARING AS FUCK.

Also I guess it makes sense Cat-Ra would be into women, yeah?

Because it makes sense that CAT-Ra would be interested in PUSSY.

(Please Laugh) (I'm desperate please think I'm funny I need this)

Now moving on, let me talk about this BITCH.

One. Compared to the original Shadow Weaver, they sure did make her a way more intimidating villain.

Two. FUCK THIS BITCH??????

THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM YOU FUCKING BITCHY, INKBLOT LOOKING, WACKY WAVING TUBE MAN HAIR HAVING, WIZARD-WANNABE MOTHERFUCKER? LITERALLY SHUT UP

+ NO ONE CARES & ALSO YOU SMELL BAD

+ YOU LOOK LIKE A BOOTLEG ERMAC

+ YOU'RE MEAN TO CAT-RA, I MEAN HONESTLY, WHO THE FUCK JUST BULLIES A CAT?

IMAGINE BULLYING A FUCKING CAT. FUCK THIS BITCH.

I DO NOT CARE FOR THIS WOMAN.

HER SMUG AURA MOCKS ME.

Hi so I immediately love you?? Like instantly my favorite character just from the design alone. Glimmer is so real honestly.

I also like Bow, like, Bow is just so fucking cool & nice? He's such a real one, I wanna be best friends with him & hang out he's just so lovable like he's just awesome. I love this man immediately. He deserves all the good in the world actually.

Also holy shit the contrast between Bow in the original show vs this reboot design.

It's funny, the original design WAY more gay than the new one.

The new one that a lot of people (and by people I mean homophobic douchenozzles.) complained about, the design for Bow in this supposedly 'woke tumblr sjw cartoon' has a design that is far less homoerotic in it's design & feel.

The original Bow just outright looks like a fucking gay pornstar.

He's got the trademark 'Gay Porno Mustache™' & everything.

Okay so there's a magic sword or something, etc.

They mentioned Eternia.

Okay so, one of the reasons the original she-ra was lame as fuck compared to He-Man? No Skeletor.

Hordak & literally all the villains in the original show suck ass.

They fucking suck. Hordak is just Skeletor but boring & shitty.

Why the FUCK did they not take the oppurtunity to replace Hordak with Skeletor? You don't even need to add He-Man, I'm fine with that.

But You could have just taken She-Ra & added a better villain because Skeletor fucking rules. He calls people boobs. That's fucking awesome & cool. WHERE IS HE? WHERE THE FUCK IS SKELETOR? LOOK SHOW. HORDAK WAS FUCKING LAME AS FUCK.

SO IF THIS REBOOT IS GOING TO CONVINCE ME THAT HORDAK IS IN ANY WAY A LEGITIMATELY COOL VILLAIN, THEN THEY BETTER FUCKING PULL OUT ALL THE STOPS BECAUSE IT'S GONNA TAKE A LOT TO CONVINCE ME THAT THEY WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN BETTER OFF JUST USING SKELETOR INSTEAD. LIKE, YOU BETTER FUCKING IMPRESS ME BECAUSE OTHERWISE, THE LACK OF SKELETOR IS GONNA BE A HUGE FLAW THAT YOU CANNOT OVERLOOK.

I mean, so far they managed to make me actually LIKE Cat-Ra, & the original Cat-Ra fucking sucks. Shadow Weaver sucked & so far at least this reboot Shadow Weaver is actually intimidating. But man, you better fuckin' impress me show, because the lack of Skeletor is felt deep within my soul.

OH wait hold on.

Okay I see why everyone said this show is gay now.

Anyways I didn't mean to ramble on this long about the show in just one episode, I promise this is gonna be a rare occurrence. I think from now on, I'll keep it shortened to just one paragraph per post. I'll only pull out these long posts when I finish a season or something.

Anyways uh:

-Glimmer is the best

-I'm sorry but I'm not over the skeletor thing WHY DID YOU NOT USE HIM HE WAS RIGHT THERE-