#this took so long augh

[0palnova]

“Let’s start over shall we? The names’ Hugo”

“Wait.. why would you want to help us?”

[prommytheus]

bye bye ^_^

[m0th-misruled]

as a media class project, i started working on a fanmade "movie trailer" for your turn to die, and now it is finally here!!

[bundrops-n-fluffytops]

Welcome Home Agere Fic - Baby’s Instinct Ch. 2

Characters: Little!Wally Darling, CG! Poppy Partridge, CG!Missy McBee (OC), CG! Eddie Dear, CG! Barnaby B. Beagle

Chapters: 2-4(?)

Setting: Poppy’s Barn (living room, kitchen), Missy’s Hive (restaurant, upstairs apartment), Eddie’s Post Office (front desk, upstairs apartment), Barnaby’s Dog House (living room, bathroom, guest bedroom)

Premise: Just the various little things that Wally calls his caregivers.

Author’s Note: First fic with an oc!! Figured I would practice writing my own characters and this is a good way to practice! Hope you guys like Missy :>>

Also she does speak Spanish momentarily in this fic, I used an AI to help translate so do let me know if it is accurate cjvjvj

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Chapter 2: MISSY

McBee’s was a fairly new restaurant that had opened nearby Welcome Home, but it had quickly become a town landmark for being a nice change of pace for the townsfolk. The owner - Missy McBee - and a whole heaping amount of coworkers had moved from the lovely South in order to further pursue her dream of cooking for others, and with the opening of her restaurant it wad pushed further.

With that, she also connected well with the townsfolk; gossiping and laughing with Julie and Poppy, sharing her woes in with with Eddie and Howdy, and - most importantly - meeting the ever so mysterious Wally Darling.

Wally was a case of being so friendly yet ever so secretive. Those eyes had something to hide, yet she wasn’t sure what. Maybe it was how he spoke, how robotic his laughter was, or maybe the way he was almost never alone, usually accompanying a friend of his by hand or by ride.

Missy was curious, but didn’t want to push. Running her business was more important than focusing on one single resident of the town, so there wasn’t much of a point to focus on him.

However, it soon made itself apparent that she should’ve been attentive.

It was a regular day at work, half of her worker bees taking orders left and right, and the other half cooking the orders given. The smell of fresh food filled the air, motivating Missy to work even more as she buzzed around the restaurant, looking for a customer.

The first customer that had caught her eye was none other than the aforementioned Wally Darling, sitting tensely at his spot on one of the checkered tables fiddling with his red ascot. Missy straightened her back and cleared her throat, before quickly making her way towards the bluenette.

“Well good morning, dear! Welcome to McBee’s, where every meal is buzzing with flavor for the whole family! My name is Missy, and I will be your waitress for today. What can I get started for you, hun?” A phrase she had no problem memorizing for every customer, she waited patiently for the bluenette to answer. It took… a concerning amount of time for him to answer.

She figured he didn’t hear her.

*snap snap*

“You awake, hun?”

She saw how he flinched harshly at the sound of her fingers snapping together, his closed fists clenching tighter. She began to notice little details about his demeanor, most of them concerning her.

His shoulders were hunched and curled around his chest, his hands clasped together tightly, and his head hovering over the table. He was shaking as well, and that tell-tale grin was wavering ever so slightly. Even then, he seemed to keep his posture to the best of his ability, presenting himself as stable.

This concerned Missy greatly. She needed to do something.

“Hun… do you need a minute? Is everything alright?”, she questioned him. Wally jerked a bit from his seat, his startled gaze meeting hers. He stared for a moment, before swallowing hard and muttering a small ‘no.’ Missy frowned at that shaking her head.

“Cariño, you look about as nervous as a fly in a glue factory, are you sure you don’t need a minute?” Missy rested her lower hands on her hips, bending forward to the smaller one’s level. The aforementioned puppet wrapped his arms around his body slowly, squeezing tightly. He exhaled, his breath wavering.

Missy furrowed her brow, thinking hard, before snapping her fingers as an idea struck. She turned behind herself towards the nearest waiter bee, quickly speeding towards him.

“¡Oye, puedes encargarte de la cocina por un rato? Tengo un cliente que necesita ayuda y parece tenso, necesito que alguien seencargue,” she quickly said to him. The waiter bee nodded, before zooming towards the kitchen. Missy then hurried back to where the bluenette had been sitting, then crouched to his level.

“Hey, amiguito,” she started, “do you want to go out back to take a breather? You look like a balloon just ‘bout to deflate, hm?”

Wally stared up at her, still slightly shaking, then nodding hesitantly. They took each other’s hands before walking out of the swinging front doors, the cool outside air hitting them as the doors closed behind them. Almost as soon as they knew they were outside, Wally’s breathing hitched as tears streamed down their face. They fell onto their bottom and curled up into a ball, crying uncontrollably and startling Missy greatly.

“Ah- Wally?!,” she exclaimed, “are you alright? Oh dear-“ Missy quickly fell to her knees and propped herself in front of the sobbing man. He continued to cry, his head in his knees and his hands clamped around his ears and head. Missy then noticed that she could make something out of his inelegant blubbering.

“It- it woud…” he cried, “it too woud in der’, it huwt-“ It was all she could manage to hear before he went back to sobbing into himself. His words were slurred and were that of a young child’s. She wasn’t sure why exactly, but clearly he was in a very vulnerable state.

“It’s too loud in there, honey?” she questioned him gently. Wally scrubbed his face with his sleeve, sniffling and nodding. Missy ‘aww’ed at that, shaking her head.

“I know you must be very upset, mi chiquitín,” she said, her voice low and soft, “but would you like a hug? Hugs usually make me feel better.” The bee held out her upper and lower arms wide around herself, offering the chance for him to take. Thankfully, Wally nodded slowly, before scooting towards and resting himself against her. She wrapped her arms tightly around his tiny body, enveloping him in a loving and comforting embrace as he continued to cry into her chest. She spent the moment rubbing his hair and back slowly, gently shushing him and whispering “it’s okay” and “it’ll be alright” and “I’m here”.

Wally’s crying died down a little bit not too long after, only the occasional hiccup and whimper. Missy took this to tilt his head towards her, his gaze fitting hers.

“There… all better, now?” she asked him, the baby bluenette nodding tiredly. The waitress slowly unraveled her arms from his body, though hesitantly, and sat back. The tiny painter rubbed his eyes and sniffled, his breathing wavering but stable.

“I sowwy…” Wally whimpered, wiping his arms over his eyes. One hand was close to his mouth, the thumb tracing his lips.

“You have nothing to be sorry about, honey,” she reassured, rubbing his shoulder, “I promise you.” She took notice of how close his thumb was to his mouth, but ignored it.

The two fell into a momentary silence, filled only with Wally’s sniffling and Missy’s comforting words. They let themselves fall into each other’s presence, feeling a sense of trust between the two. The quiet and chilly air juxtaposed from the busy, loud interior of the hive was a calming feeling, not as overwhelming as it was before. It felt much nicer, much better.

Missy soon broke the silence between the two after a short while.

“You want to go back inside now, hun?” She asked gently, referring to his spot inside the restaurant. Wally jumped at that and furiously shook his head no. Missy frowned at that, before she smiled once more at a new idea. She looked to her right and… yep, outside tables. Perfect.

“Would you like to eat outside instead?”, she suggested, “I have some tables out here if you would like to sit here.” The little bluenette looked over to her side, staring at the tables for a bit. She could tell he was thinking about it. He soon looked back at her and nodded slowly.

Missy smiled back. She slowly stood from her spot in front of him, holding out a hand to pull him up. Once the two were standing once more, she led the bluenette to one of the small hexagon tables near them, before sitting him down at one of the bench chairs surrounding it.

“Now, I’m gonna go back inside and get you a menu, okay? While I’m gone, stay right here. I’ll be back, okay amiguito?” The waitress kept her voice soft and gentle. Wally tussled at his ascot timidly, before nodding.

“Otay, mom- mm, ma’am,” he responded. Her eyes widened slightly, taken aback for a second.

Did he just call her… no, he couldn’t. There’s no way. She isn’t mom material.

Well, no time to worry about it. She had to feed this kid. She cleared her throat, straightening her back and brushing off her apron.

“Alrighty. Stay really still while I get your menu, hun,” she said with a buzz in her step. She turned back to the front doors of the hive and quickly made her way inside, that response still buzzing in her mind. It felt.. fitting, almost.

Well, if that was the case, as well have Mom feed her baby.

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[kensatou]

MONKEY MAN (2024)

[vivitur-moritur]

Fanart for @artsarasp's amazing System Possession AU!!! I told myself that I was just going to make a quick little sketch then I animated it??? Wild. Anyway, I really love artsarasp's au, it's fascinating and it Compels Me!!!

[redinthesea]

"The Unlucky Groom" or "Have You Fulfilled Your Dream Yet?" or "Back Where You Started" or "Why Is He Cinderella Though" or "I Still Think He Needs to Be Put Down" or "Smoking is Bad"

[bruciemilf]

Natsuo headcanons because I’m obsessed with that man and he needs more simps. Seriously, criminally underrated.

His quirk is actually really powerful, but he tones it down purposefully . He always knew the pro hero gig wasn’t for him, and Enji would’ve 100% trained him like Touya if he was aware.

His father wants a soldier, and he wants to make snow angels with his brother.

Consequently, this just contributes to the layers of regret and self-loathing he continuously harvests.

Shouto would let him hatch his muscle groups with red liner so he’d memorize them better! (And if this is just his way for checking and treating injuries his stupid baby brother won’t mention, that’s for him to know.)

Shouto’s favorite season is fall, but one of his most beloved activities in winter is building snowmen. Whenever he’d have a bad day, Natsuo would just. Make it snow in his room.

“Don’t tell the old bastard thought, okay?” “Oki. Is it because of a deep rooted sense of rebellion that you KNOW won’t bring you any permanent satisfaction, but you must get it done either way?”

“…Uh. Yeah?”

“Hm.”

Imagine being Enji, dragging yourself home at 6 in the morning, fighting a villain all night, and your 12 year old walks up to you (Natsuo has been playing video games all night and is only now going to sleep)

, “You look like shit.” Natsuo states.

“I feel like it. Why aren’t you in be—“

“Shouto’s autistic, by the way.”

Enji has been frozen in place for 2 hours.

Thought this is the same man who didn’t know Natsuo had ADHD. Is he surprised? At this point, no.

Was the one who found Shouto after the hot water incident. Not only did he have try and pacify Shouto’s wounds, but try to calm down Rei as well.

“Mom— listen to me — mom let him go, it hurts him right now— mom— REI!”

She only stops when he speaks like Enji. It makes him bitter.

“You’ve done enough.”

Did not go to Touya’s funeral. Brothers weren’t made for coffins. Especially not his, especially not that small.

Told Enji, “You’re a great hero. But you’ll never be a good man.” And it stuck to him since.

Really likes popsicles

[robsdoodlebook]

for fun I made 'ghoul charts' as if written by some enemy organization drafting info-sheets; whoever drew them cute it probably gonna get questioned lmao.

ID is in ALT text, and I included the charts for my own ghoul + the blank one under the cut for anyone to make these if they want to! (just credit me if you use it)

charts for my ghoul:

plus the blank one:

[lucabyte]

an ending (x)

[sopuu]

hiii um silly question ! how do you draw heads? like the shapes you use and stuff :3

not silly at all dw!! so i start with the classic circle and then think of the head in sections, kinda like this

and afterwards i just vary the proportions of that to get different types of heads, while also thinking of what the general vibe/shapes i want to go for- whether it's more curves, sharper structure, flatter head overall etc. depending on what the character is like.

for heads with similar sizes/shapes i still try to maintain some variety in facial structure. for example two characters can be generally made of curves but one has more pronounced cheeks or sharper edges. the differences are probably more noticeable in profile view especially with the nose shape so thinking of that first before moving on to the 3/4 view might help with visualisation

and i think that's kinda it really! hope this helps :D

[itslilacokay]

omg requests open??? riot requests open??????

...

Greenscreen (the glitched video from influencer arc) and victim. Deleted by teenagers duo 😔 /hj

riotquests are in fact open, yeah! (you will never hear me say riotquests again)

[puppyeared]

ootd

[morrigan-sims]

And I forget sometimes I'm just flesh and bone.

As he stands in the ruined bathroom, all Rook can think is, At least now I can breathe.

[dizzybizz]

only took 2 years but he's done now

[hhheythere]