#wanted to draw them and i didn't think much

[woso-dreamzzz]

Sound III

Steph Catley x Child!Reader

Summary: Your first day at school

"Go on," Steph says," Go and stand with Calvin and I'll take a picture."

You shift a little on your feet as you do as you're told.

Steph's been floating on air this whole morning.

She made you a special breakfast of pancakes and strawberries. She brushed your hair gently and helped your change into your new uniform.

You think she might end up crying too but that's only because your best friend told you that's what her mothers did when they were in the shop to buy her new uniform.

"You're so grown up now, angel," Steph says from behind her camera," I might cry."

You knew that would happen and you shuffle forward to hug her.

She's much bigger than you. She's always been bigger than you but that's okay because Steph says you've got a much bigger heart than her so you try to force all of your love into this hug for her.

"It's only a half day, alright?" She says, though it seems like she's trying to remind herself more than you," So I'll be picking you up right before lunch and we'll head back to training. I'm sure the others are all going to be so excited to hear about your day."

"Okay, Mummy."

"And..." Steph trails up, biting at her lip for a moment before kneeling down and drawing your closer. "There's going to be a lot of kids and they won't be like your friends at camp. They might not...understand that-"

"That I have to wear extra ears?"

"That you have to wear hearing aids, that's right. Do you remember your rules?"

You do.

Of course you do.

Steph made sure you memorised all of them during summer, insisting that they were important for your wellbeing.

"Don't let anyone touch my ears. No turning off my ears and remember that my new friends might not know how to sign so I have to use my voice."

Steph smiles. "Good girl. And make sure that if anyone teases you, you go straight to the teacher to let them know."

You nod. "I will, Mummy."

Steph doesn't end up crying at home though her eyes water slightly as she loads you up into the car.

She doesn't even cry when she leaves you in your new classroom with your new teacher and your new classmates.

She does cry in the car though.

In the car.

On the way to training.

At training.

She just can't seem to stop.

"She's so big now," Steph sobs into Beth's shoulder," So big. When did she get so big?"

"Still crying?" Kyra asks with a dismissive eye roll.

"Has been for the past half an hour," Alessia replies," Beth had to convince her not to pick y/n up early."

"Y/n's a great kid. I'm sure she's having the best time."

"Don't tell Steph that. It might be too much to cope with."

The hours tick by slowly or at least they do to Steph. For what feels like every half an hour, she looks up at the clock to find only five minutes have passed.

It's excruciatingly painful and it's clear to everyone that she's not really listening so it's no surprise that Steph is up and gone like a shot the minute her alarm goes off.

She's early to pick up, anxiously parked outside the school and tapping her steering wheel before your class comes out.

You're near the front like she told you to be, your pastel pink backpack practically dwarfing you in size as you come out.

"Hey, angel," Steph coos as you go running into her arms, burying your face into her neck," Hey. I missed you today."

"Missed you too, mummy," You reply, your voice small and quiet like it usually is," I kept my ears on. I didn't let people touch them. I spoke as I signed too."

"Good girl," Steph says, easily lifting you up into her arms," And was it good? School? Did you have fun?"

You look a little nervous but still nod. "I think so."

Steph doesn't want to pry too deep into that while still on school grounds but there's a horrible sinking feeling in her chest at your words.

They play on her mind as she drives back to training. They're at the very front of her thoughts as she watches you go off to play with Kyra, Vic and Alessia.

She almost wears the floor down with her pacing as your words circle her head without respite.

You were a little nervous to tell her. You weren't sure if you had fun at school.

You certainly look like you're having fun now though as Kyra grabs you from behind and swings you around in the air before Vic and Less pounce and tickle your tummy.

You shriek with laughter and Steph doesn't want to think about you not having this kind of fun at school too.

She doesn't want to think about it all but she can't help it, calling out to stop your play before she even realises what she's done.

"Hey," She says, taking your hands and sitting down on the grass with you," I wanted to talk to you. Can we talk?"

You're still smiling - that infectious smile you have that makes everyone smile with you. "We can talk, Mummy!"

"I wanted to talk about school."

Your bright smile drops immediately. "Oh."

Steph draws you closer until you're firmly sat on her lap and she can hold your properly.

"I need you to be honest with me. Can you do that?"

"I can do that."

Steph takes a big breath before asking," Did you enjoy school? This is important."

You say something but it's a mumble and Steph has to strain to hear you.

"I enjoyed it. Had a lot of fun."

Steph frowns. "Then why did you say you weren't sure earlier."

You nibble at the inside of your cheek for a moment before you say," You looked sad this morning when you were getting me ready. I didn't want you to be more sad if it looked like I had more fun at school."

"Oh...Well..." Steph takes a moment to compose herself, to think through her muddle of thoughts. "You don't have to be scared to tell me these things, angel. I don't want you to feel like you can't tell me things. I just want you to be happy."

[urno1luv]

Hiii, can you please write a fic for a sensitive!bottom fem reader x really horny!Yunjin please 🥹

no prompt was given so it's just yall getting freaky here😈

cw: overstimulation, praise, her big plastic dingdong

yunjin was insatiable, and she always had been ever since you got together.

no matter how many times you melted under her touch, no matter how many sweet little sounds you made just for her, it was never enough. she craved your warmth, your softness, the way you whispered her name when she kissed just the right spot.

she never rushed. instead, yunjin liked to take her time, drawing things out until you were trembling in her arms, clinging to her like she was the only thing keeping you grounded. she was greedy, demanding, but you loved it.

"you're so sweet for me," she murmured against your skin, her voice low and full of hunger. "i could do this all night."

and so she did. over and over, until all you were capable of thinking of her. it didn’t matter how many times you whimpered her name, how many times your fingers dug into her shoulders, how many times you begged for a break because she just wouldn’t get enough of you.

"one more time," she murmured against your skin, but you knew better. it was never just one more time.

she took her time with you, savoring every little reaction, every shiver, every breathless gasp. she knew exactly how to pull you apart and put you back together again, and god, did she love doing it. you barely had the strength to shake your head, but yunjin just smirked, like she loved seeing you like this; needy, pliant, completely at her mercy.

"oh, baby," she cooed watching your body shake after another orgasm wrecked through you, her fingers tracing quick circles on your clit. "you say no, but your body says yes."

your breath hitched as she pressed closer, lips brushing over your ear. "besides, when have i ever let you stop when you wanted to?"

her voic ewas smooth, teasing, but there was something dark underneath, something possessive. yunjin didn't just want you. she needed you. and she’d make sure you knew it.

yunjin having to pry your legs open in the end when you won't stop closing your legs, forcing them over her shoulders so she could fuck you better with her silicone cock, the imposing size making you wetter. "i thought it was too much, baby? what's this?" she'd mock you while collecting your slick so she could fuck you into the mattress.

[ladyycherryy]

Hey, I really loved your mark bar fanfic I was wondering if you could write one where it takes place in the university but instead of a bar it’s a party and Mark can’t help it but get jealous and possessive of you. And if you don’t mind, can you probably make it smutty? I’m so down bad for that man. 😊🫣

Ask and you shall receive 😏🔥 Jealous Mark at a party? Oh, it’s about to get real messyyy ,

Never written smut before so this is my first time. Understandable if you dont like this. ill rewrite it😘😛

CONTENT WARNINGS + afab reader, smut, mature language, explicit adult content

Lewd Lovers’

The pounding music vibrating the walls and floor. People were everywhere, packed into every corner of the house. Laughing, talking, the scent of alcohol mixed with sweat.

 And the faint smell of cigarette smoke in the air.

 You’d excused yourself from william and amber.

“I shouldn't even be here” You think to yourself while stepping away for a second. Going down the dark hallway towards the quieter side of the house. 

Just to breathe.

Just to think

And before you even realized Mark was already there.

“When did he get here?”

He grabbed your wrist as you passed by, you barely had time to turn around before he pulled you into the shadows. Down the hallway and into a dark corner beneath the staircase

“Mark–” 

He was already pinning you against the wall, one hand to the side of your waist. His gaze was sharp and focused on you and only you.

 You noticed him checking you out, 

The way that deep V-neck provided a perfect view of your breasts, and that stupid mini skirt showing off your legs. 

“What are you doing? You whispered in shock.

“Can’t stand seeing those pricks eye-fucking you out there” Mark snarled, his eyes staring into yours.

“Every dumbfuck in that room thinks they’ve got shot with you.”

You let out a shaky breath, heart beating fast. As Mark’s fingers dug into your hips.

“Mark you know–” you paused, feeling the hard bulge of his cock against his jeans, the heat of it seeping into your thighs. 

Mark couldn't help it.. But the need to touch you, to fill you, to claim you as his.

“I cant fucking standing it anymore.” he groaned, burying his face in the crook of your neck, slowly placing sloppy kisses on your neck.

His teeth then start nipping at your lower lip, his other hand gripping your jaw. Tilting your head back to deepen the kiss as his knee pressed more in between your legs. 

You pull back from the kiss breathing heavily.

“Mark.. someone could see us”

But Mark didn't seem to care and focused on claiming your mouth and body.

Mark slid his hand under your skirt, his fingers touching your inner thigh. Slowly going up until he felt the damp fabric of your panties. Pushing them aside and going into your slick folds.

“You’re so wet for me already” he coos into your ear. His fingers rubbing along your slit before circling your sensitive clit. He pushed in two fingers knuckle deep into your pretty pussy. 

Pumping them in and out at a slow and steady rhythm.

Teasing till you were trembling with the need of more. He could feel your slick walls fluttering around his fingers. 

“Mark–!”

“That's it, baby. Let me hear how much you want it” His thumb pressing circles against your throbbing clit.

 Mark captured your pink glossy lips, swallowing your moans and whimpers.

The risk of being caught only heightened his arousal, showing everyone who you belonged to.

Mark’s finger plunged deeper, stretching and hitting that magical spot inside of you, your walls clenching around his finger. Drawing him in further

“Fuck you’re dripping so much” he groaned against your lips. 

“Such a little needy thing aren't you ?”

“Bet you've been thinking about my cock all day, imagining how good it would feel splitting you open.” 

He pumped his fingers harder, faster , you threw your head back and saw stars from how good it felt. The wet sloppy sound of your pussy and lewd moans filled the air, his palm grinded against your clit with each thrust.

With a low groan , Mark removes his fingers from your wet swollen cunt. Ignoring your whine of protest he quickly undid his jeans.

“I'm gonna make you mine, right here where anyone could catch us.” 

The sight of you - cheeks flushed , lips swollen from his kisses..  Makes him go feral. 

Putting your legs around his hip. His cock sprang out of his boxer, bright pink tip with pre-cum leaking. 

“Beg for it, baby. I wanna hear those pretty lips tell me how desperate you are for my cock”

“Mark, I–... I'm yours.” your breath hitches as you slowly feel him push his tip inside.

He began to push forward slowly, letting you adjust to his size as he sank deeper inch by inch.

“Ah! Fuck, Mark.” Whimpering as you clutched onto him, wrapping your legs around his waist tighter. 

“Nngh~", so tight... Like this sweet little pussy was made just for my cock.”  The feeling of your velvety walls clenching around him was indescribable. Growing tighter by the second as your climax approached.

The sound of your moans roused Mark, urging him to increase his pace. his hips slamming against yours, cock hitting deeper and deeper into you, The obscene slap of skin on skin, the way your pussy shaped his cock. Mingling with your moans and cries of ecstasy. 

Mark could feel your walls start to quiver and spasm around his cock, And you could feel his cock pulsing and twitching as both you and his orgasm finally overtook, your cries muffled from under his hand.

Slowly, Mark pulled out of you, watching with a smug grin as a trickle of his cum followed, dribbling down your inner thigh. <333

[captain-bubble-wrap]

since papi is here to stay imagine him with the reader and like him calling himself papa/papi instead of like dada or daddy

I AM SO SORRY THIS GOT LOST IN MY INBOX! 💔

Last night had been horrible. Both you and Auston had been up half the night, up and down until the sun had came up. Crying, screaming, and an unwillingness to lay down, had been the trifecta that lead to one of the worst nights the two of you had had since becoming new parents.

"Why don't you get some sleep, babe?" Auston whispered, watching you pace the floor with the baby in your arms. "I can take over from here."

You looked at him, eyes heavy and body pained from hours of walking circles. Sleep sounded so good -even just the thought- but with how much pain you were in, you wondered if you'd even be able to get any rest if given the chance. "C'mon, you look like you're about to fall asleep standing up."

His arms were outstretched, waiting for you to go along with his plan but you were reluctant. It wasn't because you didn't think he couldn't handle it, but you felt like you were getting close to some sort of breakthrough. But, on the other hand, maybe you were delusional?

"I'm gonna draw you a bath,, then it's my turn, okay? You deserve the break."

Before you could tell him no, he had already slipped out of the room, leaving you to continue bouncing the fussy baby who simply refused to nap. The searing pain across your shoulders burned with each movement you took; your feet ached, causing pain to radiate up your legs and settling in your lower back. Auston simply couldn't return soon enough, and when he did, you finally understood why he wanted you to take a break.

"Go on, mama. My turn." His smile was so warm, so inviting; his voice soft and full of love. "Take some time to yourself. We'll be alright."

Less reluctantly than before, you let Auston take your baby into his arms before giving you a soft kiss to your forehead. Slowly, due to the stiffness in your body, and the corresponding pain, you left the bedroom and went into adjoining bathroom. You'd get undressed as fast as you could and fully submerge yourself in the hot water. Like a rope being unraveled, the tension slowly melted away bit by bit and you'd finally allow your eyes to fall closed, although careful not to fall asleep.

After maybe thirty minutes or so, you wrapped yourself in one of Auston's robes and went to see how things were going, since you hadn't heard any crying. Silently, you wandered back into the bedroom where Auston was sitting on his side of the bed --his back to you--quietly talking to your baby.

"Shhh, shh, it's alright. It's alright. Papa's right here."

You'd put your fingers to your lips, smiling at the heartwarming moment you felt you were eavesdropping on. Auston was such a soft soul; a teddy bear when he felt comfortable enough to let his personality come through. Since becoming a father, it was like you had discovered a whole new side of him and it was such a wonderful journey to be on. But this moment? This was something different because he didn't know you were watching him.

You'd relish the memory for a moment before quietly making your way over to them. "How's it going?" You asked, laying your hand softly on his shoulder.

Auston smiled up at you, "We're alright, how are you?"

"I'm better, thank you. Need some help?"

He just shook his head, "No, mama, get some rest. I'm going to put this little one down for awhile then I'll come join you. You've done enough for today."

You'd give him a kiss before he rose to his feet. You could tell in his movements, that he was also feeling the effects of being up with so few hours of sleep. He was the best partner you could have ever asked for; one so selfless when it came to fatherly responsibilities. Turning back the covers of your bed, you'd wait for him to return before allowing yourself to succumb to any amount of rest you were granted. Thankfully, after just a few minutes, Auston returned to your bedroom -- his eyelids heavy with exhaustion.

"Come here, papi," you motioned, "Come to bed."

"What a night," he exhaled, nearly falling into the bed. "I don't think I've ever felt so tired."

"Me either," you replied, your sigh expressing more than your words. "We should probably get some sleep incase it starts again."

Auston looked at you concerned, "Please, not so loud... Don't tempt Fate like that, mama. I need more than just a two hour nap."

His words made you smile. You told him you'd take first shift so he could get some beauty sleep. Thankfully, his eyeroll was accompanied with a smile, or else you thought you may have hurt his feelings.

[pierroettie]

TWEWY SWAP AU 3/4

Two this time ! It'll be two next time as well

click 2 read abt them <3

Shiki Misaki (swapped with Beat)

Here's where things start to get interesting; as I've mentioned in the previous posts, the characters entry fees are the same. So in this case, Shiki still looks like Eri. Only this time, Eri (who is swapped with Rhyme) is actually a player and Shiki's game partner in week one- Eri's dreams are her entry fee. Like Beat with Rhyme, Shiki loses Eri who gets turned into noise. Of course, Shiki becomes a reaper as well (both pictured in the art above).

In og TWEWY, Shiki's arc has her able to figure out why her entry fee was what it was, and work through her turmoil and identity struggle through the (kind of) support of Neku and catalyst of Higashizawa. Neither of those things are true for this au. In this case, she has to figure it all out on her own. Initially upon realizing that Eri no longer remembers wanting to be a designer, and upon realizing the nature of her own entry fee, Shiki would feel incredibly guilty. A mix of guilt and determination is what drives her.

og Shiki's bubbly nature is her mimicking Eri, since Eri is actually a player and very much present this time, Shiki would no longer do this. She's still kind, loyal, and occasionally stubborn, she just doesn't play the part of Eri since it would be kind of awkward. She'd be a bit more shy but still eager to work with everyone during the first week. Like Beat, her kindness would prevent her from doing any real harm as a reaper in week two.

Joshua and Shiki don't interact much if at all during the course of the og game. After the first two weeks, Joshua will have opened up and softened up a bit more. In week 3, when the two of them are partners, I think Joshua and Shiki would get along quite well. Shiki no longer has to bear her burdens on her own, and Joshua would appreciate the company. Also it's a plus that they both like shopping this would be like girls week fr.

Design Notes:

For Shiki, I wanted her outfit to be pretty similar to her real appearance in both og TWEWY and NEO, but following a closer silhouette to her outfit as Eri. Mr. Mew is like an oversized plush keychain though honestly that was just cuz I didn't want to draw her holding him lol. Shikis hair is also a little different since its not being held down by a hat and also because I wanted a little more visual distinction between her and Eri, it's a bit shorter and more compact.

For Eri, I just wanted to give her a simple and cute outfit to reflect her interests. I used mostly the same colors from her original design aside from the hat & belt. Her noise form is a cat, and it's based off of Mr. Mew.

Next up will be Beat and Rhyme! Thank you all for the love so far I'm really glad everyone is liking this so far :)))

[calebs-housewife]

Praedator Zayne: Feral Love

Tw: Blow job, cunnilingus, nicknames, praedator zayne.

Word count: 1k

Upload date: 13th March, 2025

A/n: sry for procrastinating :p luv ya all ♡

Chains clinking against each other. Moans, whimpers, and groans fill the isolated dungeon. The once cold air is now filled with the sticky scent of sex and praedator snare. Not once in your entire career as an enforcer did you think it could act as a potent aphrodisiac.

Your knees burn as the gravel beneath you scratches against the tender skin. Zayne's legs spread wide. Your hands on his thighs as you grip them for dear life. His grip on base of your head- unrelenting, pulling your hair as he face fucks you. His cock, so long and so thick, with veins popping on them as you sucked him off, made your cunt ooze and throb.

"Ahhh- didn't know that my- fuck- my dear dear enforcer was such a slut. Should have told me before, you wanted to be -nghhh just like that. Should have told sooner you bitch, that you wanted this big hot cock in that chatty mouth of yours- yess fuck suck like that- keep sucking like that and you'll have my sticky cum in your throat."

Your mouth ached, his tip continued to push deeper inside your throat. His praises and humiliation going straight to your heated cunt. It's a sopping mess down your uniform. Saliva spilling from your pretty mouth. Mascara running down as tears streak the swell of your cheeks.

Zayne smirks as he sees you. His mighty enforcer now reduced no more than a cock hungry slut for him.

His thrusts faltered. His nails scratching your scalp was a delicious pain you welcomed with open arms. You could feel his cock throb in your mouth. Your throat bulging as he was on the brink of cumming.

Zayne can feel his heavy, cum filled balls drawing up, the coil in his lower belly so tight it's about to snap any second.

"Are you going to take my cum like a good slut? Or will you spit it out like a brat while secretly hoping for a punishment, hmm?"

Zayne read you like an open book.

That's why he knew what you were thinking. Being a brat was your second nature, the way Zayne would punish you and degrade you made your pussy throb and leak like a faucet. You knew he loved it when you swallowed his cum, but when you defy him, the way he grabs your throat and commands you to swallow it all, the way he spanks your ass, the way he pinches your nipples, makes you savour the salty taste of his spent, drool leaking from the corners of your-

Your line of thoughts was cut off. "I asked you a question darling, fuck, answer me now. Will you or will you not be a good girl for me?" Oh good lord his voice was going straight to your core. You nodded meekly.

He smiled at your wordless answer.

The vibrations from you moaning around his thick length made him buck his hips faster. He was chasing after that sweet, sweet release.

"Fuck, fuck fuckkkkkkkk! C-cumming ngh! Ohh gonn- fuck take it all my bitch, ooh such a good girl, my bitch, my slut, m-minnnnnne!!!"

His dick throbbed and with one final thrust, hot spurts of sticky, cum coated your mouth white. As always, you swallowed every single drop, much to his satisfaction. His grunts echoed through the rather empty dungeon. Slowly you pulled away from his cock and before you could even catch your breath, Zayne pulls you on his lap and smashes his lips on yours. His rather sharp canines clashing with your soft pouty bottom lip.

"Really, you are so good for your prisoner? Aren't you? My sweet, sweet darling. Hmm? I thought you would.....not listen again." He pressed kisses along your neck while he mumbled the words softly.

"Zay- Galen, I need you, so badly, I have been a good girl, listened to you. Please, touc- oooh!?" His nimble fingers, skilled with handling surgeries messily drew circles on your drenched panties, your words were cut off. The world spinning as the pleasure build up in your body.

You melted on his lap as he cooed sweetly, sickly, his voice sticky like honey in your ears. His hands sneaked beneath your skirt, finding your drenched panties, he smirked, beyond satisfied. "My, my my what a mess down there, and I thought you had self- control like no other?" He snickered. He continued drawing soft circles on your clothed cunt. Your hands desperately clutched his shoulders, and you mewled sweetly into his ears, your hips chasing after the measly pleasure he was giving you.

"Please, more -" you whined. You wanted to feel his fingers deep in your cunt. Suddenly, the world was spinning, and you were on the chair, and Zayne was kneeling down. Slowly, he moved your panties aside and licked a strip across your wet slit.

He slurped your sopping cunt, his tongue fucking you, his nose grinding deliciously against your swollen clit. You enjoyed every second, your hands pulling on his ebony strands. Your juices were dripping down his chin.

You were so close, your walls were clamping on his tongue. But you still needed something to push you over the edge. Zayne nibbled on your swollen clit.

Blinding white was your vision. Ears ringing, your hold almost ripping out his hair. Moans tumbling. "Zayne- fucccck l-love y-your tongue! So much! Ngh-"

After riding out your high, Zayne quietly gets up and dresses you, "I need you to chain me back." He orders you as if he's not the praedator. You notice another enforcer coming down through the camera.

"Good work today, officer," you chirp back a small acknowledgement.

You glance back at Zayne, who sits there all smug and content. Walking back to your office with wobbly legs your pussy throbs still needy for his cock that you know will slit you into two. Guess the investigation has to wait longer. Needless to say, you both will fuck after the investigation tomorrow.

[mooshy333]

Omg the men are fighting 😱 🔥

I wanted to draw Mylo and Claggor in my design thoughts and style in general, so this isn't a specific AU art or anything like that. I didn't want to copy Jayce, so I tried my best with Claggors designed hammer he would use in battle and make it more of something Claggor would have made. And as it does have Hextech from wherever (idk yet) it doesn't function like Jayce’s, it's a power hammer >:), and OMG. Mylo was so difficult at first because of his style, sneakiness, and stealth, as well as his speed. And it took a while to come up with the perfect main weapon he would use that would fit his character, that didn't match up with anyone else, like a pistol gun would have been ideal, but the fact it makes me think of Jinx wasn't the right one, I wanted to give him a main weapon that would make me think of him and his character. So eventually I came up with the idea of a whip, and I felt it was perfect for him. So he got some brass-chained whips, one for each hand. I also just had the big main fight between Jinx and Vi in my brain and wanted to see if it was flopped :) I would love to honestly see a fight scene between the two— or any of them fighting and kicking a$$. I also hope that some of y'all will get the reference of the meme I added to make it less angsty and depressing war vibes 😂

Also, personal art message: for the first time in a while, I approached this drawing in a completely different way, and I'm really pleased with how it turned out. I decided to let go and enjoy the process. Let me explain: I sketch all the time in my sketchbook outside of digital, and I usually allow myself to be free with it, not worrying about how good or perfect it has to be. However, for over a year now, I've been very strict with just my digital art, especially concerning the line work. I always felt the pressure to make the lines straight and as “perfect” as possible, which turned the creative process into more of a chore than something I truly enjoyed.

Typically, I would sketch, then clean it up before moving on to another layer for the lining, repeating this a few times just to nail the details. But with this drawing, after my initial sketch, I decided to loosen up during the lining phase. Instead of trying to achieve precision, I opted for a freer approach, using a darker shade of black to outline, almost as if I were sketching again. I also realized that relying on the “bucket tool” in the app I use was not the best idea; while it’s quick, it often left me with subpar results. So, I colored everything by hand instead, finding it not only faster but also much more effective. As I colored, I layered additional colors for highlights, details, and shadows, which helped maintain my mental ease throughout the process.

In short, make sure you enjoy your work, but don’t exhaust yourself striving for perfection, as it’s ultimately unattainable. I realize it’s perfectly fine to be loose and a little messy! Whatever your style is, it is unique no matter what. 🥰

[blackened-angel]

I'm personally not looking forward to the Netflix adaptation of Devil May Cry.

With the new trailers, I wanted to share my opinions again but I will say that this post isn't recommended for those who only have praise and that any criticism is forbidden.

It's a pretty long post where I try to explain what is my main problem with the adaptation and that is the person who is directing it.

I highlighted some parts that I hope you can at least read those ones, but if I were to give you a TL;DR it would be this:

If you want to make an adaptation based on an IP that's been around for a while, even if you proclaim that you're fan, at the very least be modest and try not to cause trouble with your audience, given that you're supposed to be a professional in the industry and perhaps trying desperately to please everyone isn't such a good idea because you might be hanging with the wrong crowd and that will reflect on your image.

Sorry but I'm not interested to coddle that guy so if that brief summary is enough to make you displeased, I'm asking you not to read any further.

So, will talk about why it's difficult for me to praise Netflix Devil May Cry. It's because of the person attached to it.

I've criticized aspects of this adaptation before and while the majority will get angry because the show hasn't come out yet, thus any criticism is invalid, personally, what I have seen so far has been enough for me to have a disdain for it because one of my favorite series is being handled by someone who has never done anything with it before.

Proclaiming to be a fan doesn't automatically mean that it will be a masterpiece and for someone who is allegedly a professional in the industry, their conduct reflects on the product and others that are involved.

Also, just saying, that I refuse to use the word "anime".

Pseudo-anime perhaps but I'm sorry, DMC The Animated Series from 2007, that's the only Devil May Cry anime. I don't see any 'bishounen'/ biseinen' . Have you?

Anime, to someone like me who has been into anime and manga for two decades, is animation produced in Japan, primarily for the Japanese audience, with aesthetic that is different from Western animations.

So yeah I'm just gonna say Netflix DMC.

Ok, so, let's return to the subject, but first, I want to ask you and of course, you can provide examples because from my experience, I haven't seen anime studios acting so desperate like Shankar.

Please tell me if you have seen anime studios on their social media accounts being so friendly with people?

At most, there are some who on some occasions retweet fan creations like art or cosplay but in general they just post information regarding what they are producing, trailers or key visuals, but they don't engage much with the audience.

They are just working on the stuff they want to deliver to their audience, hoping they will enjoy it and look into feedback afterwards.

How many anime studios have you seen bragging like Shankar has been doing?

He actually said on Twitter "I never miss."

Oh and on a few occasions, this grown-ass man kept referring to himself in 3rd person, somehow thinking his fans will find it...cute? Yeah, so it was more like "Adi Shankar never misses."

It's obnoxious. You can tell me that he was joking, but he seems committed to his whole "I never miss with my projects" bit, so it's kind of hard to tell.

Oh and do you think it's also adorable when he reposted people's fanart without crediting? Even when some of them had watermarks?

Like I'm not kidding. If you follow him on Twitter, there were a few times when he was called out for not properly crediting artists and you'd think he'd stop after being told once but no.

In addition to that, one time when I was reading the comments on a reposted artwork, there were only two people that mentioned the artist while the rest of them didn't even ask things like "Hey did you draw this? Did the animation team do it?"

It seemed that even though they must have known it wasn't art made by Shankar or the ones doing the animation, they treated like it was no biggie if he was reposting.

As a professional, allegedly, he should have never done such a thing, but most of his followers seem treat him like "oh he's just enthusiastic, cut him some slack, don't be mean to him".

And we know that in general, anyone else who would do that sort of thing just once would get torn apart by others, but with that guy apparently we must be indulgent.

When caught in the act, he did apologize but like...shouldn't he know better? He most likely expects that everyone will forgive him for anything he does.

Thus, can you understand why I'm having a tough time to like something from that person? Who keeps bragging, promising the best anime ever, acting as if he invented DMC...

That's a person who is supposed to be a professional in the industry, yet he as only been acting like a redditor...And of course he promotes a lot of memes. Gee, I wonder who's the intended audience?

He's been desperately trying to please everyone.

This is why I like the way anime studios conduct their promotion for their projects. They are humble and want to avoid causing problems t and that's why they generally just post information, artwork, trailers etc..

That's something I personally appreciate.

Shankar has only been off-putting...Honestly, what the heck was Capcom thinking?

Apparently he wanted Dino Crisis, but Capcom was like, have DMC instead. It feels like they were saying "yeah do whatever with this IP, doesn't matter", as if DMC isn't popular, which was proven by the popularity poll they hosted.

I feel like this adaptation is mostly for the people that know DMC just from memes and I'm sorry for the long time fans that will most likely get insulted and told to shut up by the people who will only watch this generic Marvel/DC looking animation and be told that DMC is only good because of Shankar or think he should be in charge of other Devil may Cry projects.

So yeah, to me, above all is that narcissistic man who has been trying so hard to please everyone.

No, I don't think it's endearing when he spoke in 3rd person and claims that he never misses with his projects. I did not find it cute when he went on to say stuff like Vergil is a hero and other bullshit, because some people would believe those will actually be the characterizations in the show, only for Shankar to post something like "I'm joking, I'm just a troll" after those kinds of posts, wanting to gain sympathy from people, to see just how much of a fun guy he is and you must definitely watch his DMC "anime".

We already had the reboot that was supposed to appeal to the Western audience because Capcom thought the original series isn't appealing to westerners, but man were they wrong. Still hate it for the fact that they mocked the OG series and here we are again, another production that's mostly for the western audience.

So yeah, I'm just not a fan of how much that man has been boasting and assuring everyone how great the show will be.

Perhaps, for some of you, it will the greatest "anime" ever, he keeps telling you that! But not for me. I don't appreciate the shit I've seen him do on Twitter done and as much as he brags that failure never happens for Adi Shankar, not everyone is of the same opinion.

If it turns out that it might fail the expectations of those who only praised, what then? Will they keep praising despite being disappointed so that the series keeps getting content, even if it might be the same quality or even worse?

I think that will send the message to the bigwigs that those people are willing to consume anything.

Like I've mentioned thought out the post, I personally would have appreciated humbleness instead of someone trying so desperately to please everyone.

I'm not sorry for what I said and I know there must be others who share my opinions.

If you have made it this far, I thank you!

[dummymango]

Weak Point

The "Chica cant make female friends" has now real consequences 🎉🎉🎉🎉

Commentary⬇️

A comment i tend to hear from people who hate Ann is that "she only has male friends because She's a pick me girl" LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER, and is one of the Main reasons of why i relate to Ann

Not because a girl has difficulty with making female friends means she craves male attention, those boys understand her and wanted to support her in her dream! Freddy/Fred complimented her more than once, her Friends like her!

I had struggles with this same problem too mainly because bullying at 7-9 (god forbid You not being able to have the newest Barbie at stock because everyone thought You werent a girl, no sis i just didn't have money 😭)

Like we see at ep 19, Toddy bothered Ann to the point of making her leave the competition

In Ann's POV that was literally Toddy saying "your dreams are stupid, im far better than you and you'll never be able to Even reach My toes" Toddy did everything to win Even if meant sabotage, later in season 2, Ann remembers her words after realizing she failed, for 10 seconds later to cry while thinking about everything

Again to ep 19 im pretty sure that wasnt the 1st time Toddy did something to Ann, Toddy's first line is "look we have here, the clown Even bothered to wear her costume" and Ann already knows her name and replies with "leave me alone" plus this one scene at her song which pretty much implies another competition

The next interaction between Toddy and Ann is not really a big deal as this one but i still like to quote it

Literally just capturing Pokémon and bothering her for it and calling her loser? Girl she did nothing to You 😭😭 ya suéltala

Adding au stuff:

Toddy and Ann we're Friends at middle school, but the more Toddy started craving attention the more she started being mean to Ann (talking about her behind her back, rumours spreading, mocking her for the things she likes) Toddy craves attention because her mother barely gives her any, and so did her sister, the way Toddy started changing into a meaner personality resonated in everyone, her little sister hid her interests from her because she 100% believes that "Big sis would step on me if she got the chance" and no! That girl wants You to care for her! Toddy envys Ann because she has the two things Toddy wants most

-A mother who fully supports you and loves you

-A little sister who is not afraid and admires You

Toddy wishes Ashley was younger because "it's easier to explain things to kids/its easier to protect them" and thats the thing

Ashley just hit puberty and is pretty much emotional

Katy (Cupcake) it's just an 8 year old who saw her older sister make dresses and said "well that's the coolest thing i ever saw there must be an statue of this girl asap"

Ms paint drawing explaining their families

Now changing directions into the other girls Ann has a "beef"

now with joy is neither a Big deal, but i like to keep note that Joy and Ann were supossed to be Friends in a start

With both Joy and Meg i believe Ann admires both of them, and maybe would have gotten along if the first impression of them wasn't "we are better than you yall losers You don't deserve our talent" and that resonates with Meg, who specifically hated Ann and pretty much treated her like "the girl My brother met 2 weeks ago" ?!??

Ann genuinely wishes she could make Friends with Even more girls so that's why she holds dearly her girls (Eve,Mai,Maggie)

now drawing context: She and Cami became Friends, goes wrong because later she founds She's Tat and the one who hurt her friend and the whole camp, i don't think i have to explain who's speaking the color is too obvious, according to Lana's explanation the villains WANT to steal the negative energy (shadows) from people for god knows what, so, the easiest way to make its to torment someone until their shadow gets manifested, and that's what's happening to Ann in this drawing

[mama-qwerty]

Do you think that Tom would be secretly jealous over the fact that Wade was able to form a friendship with Knuckles in a short amount of time, while he himself has trouble having a full conversation with the kid?

Even though Sonic and Tails already are fond of him, the idea that Knuckles isn't as close to him but with his best friend instead would probably bother him a bit

Tom stood at the window near the front door, watching as Knuckles slid into the passenger seat of Wade's truck. Wade gave a little wave, before pulling away, taking the boy . . .

Well, Tom didn't really know. Knuckles never said, and asking Wade seemed almost like an invasion of privacy. Even though Tom and Maddie were supposed to be looking out for the echidna, just like they did the fox and hedgehog who were currently sitting in the living room playing video games.

"You're gonna get frown lines glaring out the window like that."

Maddie's voice broke through his thoughts, and Tom turned to find her hauling a basket of laundry toward the utility room.

"Do you see the way he smiles when he heads off with Wade? He never smiles like that around here."

She rolled her eyes. "You make it sound like he's a teenage daughter going out on dates with a guy you don't trust."

Tom flinched slightly. "I just . . ." He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Sonic buddied up to me right away. Tails, too. Why won't Knuckles?"

Maddie shrugged, shifting the basket on her hip. "He's not like the others, Tom. In a lot of ways, he had a much harder life. He wasn't looking for . . ." She gestured around them. "This. A home. A family. New parents. He was looking for that emerald. And now that he has it, he's trying to figure out where to go from here. Where he fits."

"Yeah, well, right now he seems to 'fit' better with Wade than us."

His voice was a little harsher than he meant it to be. This whole situation was actually kinda pissing him off, and he wasn't quite sure why. Sonic thought the world of Tom, and Tails was right there, too. Was it an ego thing? He had to have everyone love him?

He didn't think so.

He was pretty sure, anyway.

Maddie watched him for a moment, before moving closer. She ran a knuckle over his cheek, drawing his attention back to her.

"You're jealous."

His brow furrowed. "Am not."

A smile curled her lip. "You are. Sonic practically appointed himself a Wachowski from all those years he snuck around outside, and Tails has absorbed some of Sonic's admiration of you. But Knuckles doesn't see you that way, and it just eats at you."

Tom pulled his lips tight. She may have a point. A little one. A nano-point.

"I don't want him to idolize me or anything, but I mean, come on. Wade??"

Maddie shrugged. "Wade's got his issues, but he's a good guy. And maybe Knuckles needs someone who's not gonna be as . . . fatherly."

"But I'm not--"

"You may see it as being Sonic's 'buddy', but we all know what you really are to him." Her voice was softer, but not unkind. "Tails, too. I'm just saying that Knuckles wasn't looking for that. He doesn't want parents. Not right now. I made the mistake of just lumping him in with the others as a kid who needed a mom right before he went AWOL with Wade to Reno. I tried to parent him when he wasn't ready for it."

He didn't respond, instead looking out the window where Wade had been parked a few moments before. All that had gone down while he'd been out of town, and judging from how freaked Maddie had been when Knuckles had disappeared after the ill-fated grounding, she understood his feelings right now.

Knuckles was the hardest of their kids to understand. He didn't speak much of what happened while he was being the Most Dangerous Warrior in the Galaxy, and Tails tended to go a bit tight-lipped, too, when asked. The echidna was independent to a fault, proud to the point of almost-but-not-quite arrogance, and insisted he didn't need to be looked after.

He was older than the other two, but that didn't mean he still couldn't benefit from having people care for him. Watch over him.

Tom turned back to Maddie. "So it doesn't bother you that he spends more time interacting with Wade than us?"

She blew out a little huff. "Hell no, it pisses me off." A little smile pulled one corner of her mouth. "But I understand. It was one thing when Sonic came. He knew Earth life, he watched us for who knows how long. To him, he practically lived here already. Tails is a smart kid who seems to adapt easily to new situations. But Knuckles . . ."

She trailed off, glancing out the window with a little sigh.

"He's different. He likes to feel in charge of himself. So, like it or not, we're just gonna have to let him come to us when he's ready. And we have to stop treating him like a kid who needs to be taken care of. Even though he is. He has to decide he wants it before we can meet him there."

Silence settled over them as her words sank in. They made sense. If Knuckles were a dog, rescued from the fighting pits, you'd have to establish yourself as a safe place before getting too close. Let him realize he was safe before trying to establish any closer relationship. And while it hurt him to think of the echidna like that, based on what little he knew of Knuckles' history, it was heartbreakingly similar.

Wade had somehow broken through this defensive exterior Knuckles still wore around the Wachowski home. As much as it pissed Tom off, maybe he needed to swallow his pride and ask Wade just how he'd done it.

"He's such a proud little guy," Tom said, his voice softer. "Always watching out for danger, trying to protect us. I just wish he'd see that we want to do the same for him."

Maddie nodded, letting out a soft sigh. "I know. It kills me that he doesn't see himself as needing it. But I think he wants it. I've seen the way he looks at us when we hug Sonic or Tails. But if he catches me looking, he just turns and walks away."

Another awkward silence fell, broken only by the soft sounds of video game music from the living room.

"We just have to give him space," she said, and Tom could hear the frustration in her tone. The sadness. "Let him know we're here, but don't push it. As hard as it is, we're gonna have to leave it up to him to show us when he's ready to reach out."

Tom's heart clenched. He hated that idea. Waiting for this traumatized kid to decide he wanted love. Wanted to be part of the family. Knuckles apparently did want that closeness, otherwise he wouldn't be so buddy-buddy with Wade. He just wasn't ready to get it from the Wachowskis.

Yet.

"Yeah," Tom sighed, running a hand down his face before taking the laundry basket from her. "Yeah, I guess you're right."

They headed toward the laundry room, and Tom cast a quick glance in at Sonic and Tails, sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of the TV, game controllers in their hands.

It'd been so easy with them. They both had joined the family like they'd always been there.

He wished it was that way with Knuckles, too. He hated to think of the horrors the echidna had seen as he grew up. The hardships he'd gone through.

And Tom wanted nothing more than to tell him he didn't have to be afraid anymore. Didn't have to be so tough anymore. Didn't have to take care of himself, or be worried about being betrayed. That there were people who cared about him, wanted to love him, if only he'd let them.

He uttered another sigh. Time. It would just take time.

And they would just have to be patient.

[crimsoncandy04]

Here's Wanderer sucking your dick after you two had a sparring match and he won.

(a little something for my male readers because I'm trying to practice writing from different perspectives)

"strip." His words were blunt and his tone showed just how serious he was as he looked you over. You were shaken still from your fight as your sword lay in the dirt next to you broken into pieces. It was supposed to be practice but damn, that bastard nearly killed you! And now he wanted you to...

"are you insane!? Dude when I said the loser owes the other a favor, I didn't mean you could use my ass!"

Wanderer crossed his arms and gave you a hungry look as he stared at your battered body still.

"you should have said something earlier if you were so afraid. Now don't make me say it again. Take off your clothes."

"no I have to draw a li-" you tried to be firm but Wanderer suddenly uncrossed his arms and sent you flying backwards onto the ground before you could even bother trying to make your geo vision do anything useful for once.

You landed with a dull thud and then in the blink of an eye he was on top of you. His cold fingers sliding underneath the waistband of your pants and tugging them down as you struggled to sit up again.

Wanderer blasts you back again. Your winded and your chest aches now as you feel the open air on your exposed length. He teases the tip with his finger a little as he stares at your pained expression from between your legs and smirks.

"Such a cute little cock. And you had the audacity to try and fight ME with something this pitiful between your legs?" His fingertip presses against your opening and despite how uncomfortable this made you feel, your dick was already leaking precum and getting harder at his touch.

"If you stop now I'll- ah!~"

"You'll what now?" Wanderer teases as he suddenly leans down and gives your head a gentle kiss. He gives you a smug look as you try to push him away and merely takes you into his mouth all at once.

You groan and instinctively grab onto his hair as he sucks on your cock in a way that makes your toes curl and your head fall back a little.

"Fuck. Keep going." You begin to try and move your hips a little but the sensation is too much. And you end up cumming faster than you intended. You watch as Wanderer easily takes your seed down his throat. Swallowing your essence and continuing to gently stroke your cock even after he leans back up and gives you a faint smile.

"That was fast. Someone's enjoying this huh?"

"Shut up. I could go longer. You just hit me hard earlier and-"

Wanderer rolls his eyes and grabs hold of your knees. Pushing them up a little more before positioning himself between your legs.

"Hey what the hell do you think you're doing!?"

"What does it look like?" He snaps as he tugs his own cock from the confines of his shorts and presses his tip against your tight virgin asshole.

You feel your entire body go rigid.

"You're nowhere near my level. Yet you don't seem to understand that and act like you're equal to me. I'm going to teach you your rightful place once and for all. Now be a good boy and relax for me."

"Don't you dare!" You try to kick him but in the blink of an eye, Wanderer merely spits on his fingers and rubs the tip of his massive member before shoving it deep inside of you.

You feel pain at first. But then... pleasure?

He starts to thrust. Not too fast or hard but deeply.

You try to take deep breaths and regain control over your body, but you don't get the chance. Wanderer reaches down and begins to play with your dick again (which is getting hard again much to your humiliation) making you go still as your body is overwhelmed with arousal.

You try to cover your face and keep some dignity but a hard thrust from Wanderer suddenly makes you moan loudly and causes you to lose your focus. You moan again after that.

This was so embarrassing but...

"You're taking it so well. To think someone as cute looking and as sensitive as you was allowed to believe he was tough for so long ~" Wanderer started to move a little faster now.

Your moans and whimpers grew louder. More desperate.

Why did this feel good?

It shouldn't feel good yet...

Wanderer leans down and pushes your hand away from your face before kissing you deeply. His tongue mingling with yours as he continued to stroke your cock with his free hand and fuck you at the same time.

This wasn't fair. You had always dreamed of what sex would feel like and now another guy was fucking you like this...

You feel yourself cum again then. Your hot seed spurting out and coating your tummy as Wanderer chuckles and starts to move even faster now.

"You're actually going to?"

"Yes. Get ready. I'm going to paint your asshole white."

Wanderer keeps going. His hips slam against you as you suddenly feel something cool and wet filling your ass. You cry out and pant softly as you feel Wanderer continue to thrust even after he ejaculated.

"okay you can stop now. Ngh~"

Again he thrusts harder. This time it felt good though immediately.

Fuck.

"I'm not done with you yet. I plan to keep going until I've had my fill. And you're going to keep taking my cock until then. This is the only thing you're good for after all. Get used to it."

You groan as he runs his hand across your belly. Pinching one of your nipples as he keeps fucking into you.

It looked like this would be a regular occurrence...

At least...

At least Wanderer's dick felt so good inside of you...

You could get used to this.

[sillywormz]

[smiles insanely] u will never guess my request….. 132 inho my beloved sweetie pea…. AND ALSO MAYBE how abt ur idea of how baehun met….. or just sloppy makeouts. ur choice <- like the matrix

LETS FUCKING GOOOO ty for the awesome requests :D

my take on player 132 inho! i've drawn him before but only with the fuckass hair lol, i wanted to draw a take on him that's more accurate to my mental image of him lol. i kinda wanted his hair to look like a cross between "youngil's" hair and the hair he has as the frontman in s1 but idk if i succeeded in that. anyway i need to draw 132 inho more i am rotating him in my brain so much

how gihun and jungbae met..... i think they met at work at dragon motors! they could've known each other as kids too, but imo them being coworkers is how they first got to know each other properly. in my mind they just started bantering and being silly straight away. i think gihun was very friendly and sweet to all of his coworkers (although he would occasionally be teasing too) and jungbae had just left the marines and was kinda at a loose end and didn't have many friends, so he appreciated having someone who just started treating him like one of the fellas without even skipping a beat, y'know? i think they both worked hard and were good at their jobs but would also spend a lot of their time joking around and being a little silly while they worked

bonus. um. idk. this is the best sloppy makeout i can do i'm sorry boss

[realboutfatalfury]

kobd... i miss them 😭😭😭😭

[licorishh]

no way she's alive ?? yea those mental health breaks because social media makes people suck are wild huh

[zivazivc]

“Floyd, could you sing to me?”

The big brother looked up from where he was tucking the blanket under Branch’s feet. “Sure thing,” he said with a light smile.  “What would you like to hear? A lullaby?”

“I don’t know,” Branch mumbled as he nestled his head into the pillow. “You choose.”

Floyd could still see a crease of worry between his baby brother’s brows. He softly brushed a thumb over it in a silent reassurance that everything was going to be okay before he turned around to reach for their dad’s old guitar.

I think Floyd would often sing to Branch to get him to fall asleep, usually the songs and lullabies their parents sang when the older four were still little.

I know in the movie it seemed like they all left right after their fight, but I like to imagine that they just stormed off to cool off and that they actually left in the following days. And that this was the last song Floyd sang for Branch that night. :')

Both Sides Now (specifically this cover by Voncken) Rows and flows of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere I've looked at clouds that way But now they only block the sun They snow and rain on everyone So many things I would've done But clouds got in the way I've looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow It's clouds’ illusions, I recall I really don't know clouds at all Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels The dizzy dancin' way you feel When every fairy tale comes real I've looked at love that way But now it's just another show You leave 'em laughin' as you go And if you care, don't let them know Don't give yourself away I've looked at love from both sides now From give and take, and still somehow It's love's illusions, I recall I really don't know love at all Tears and fears and feeling proud To say "I love you" right out loud Dreams and schemes and circus crowds I've looked at life that way But now my friends, they’re acting strange They shake their heads, and say I've changed Well, something's lost, but something's gained In living life each day I've looked at life from both sides now From up and down And give and take And win and lose, and still somehow It's life's illusions, I recall I really don't know life... I really don't know life at all

[dyke-mecha]

Thank you!!

Yeah, 99 Luftballons is actually really, really good <3

The balloons in it are obviously just a little innocent thing (already often associated with children/childhood), which I thought fit Maria and Shadow really well. They were just kids, and the needless violence with which GUN responded to them escalated what had been a peaceful situation. For most of the "99 balloons" lines I used shots of them together to really drive this connection home.

(Only exception to that is the first line of the second verse where it's just Shadow in his comet because Shadow literally being from space like the people in the song feared the balloons were was too neat NOT to draw attention to. Still works with the theme of innocence, though, because just 'cause he's from space doesn't mean he has to be evil/needs to be met with violence.

Okay, and the final line of the fourth verse where instead of Shadow and Maria holding hands [as they've done for every final/second to last line so far] it's Shadow and Sonic. Wanted to show a bit that Sonic is also still a kid and yet once again tasked with saving the world. The focus is definitely on Shadow & Maria, but it felt wrong to only have Sonic there in the fights without taking a moment to acknowledge his innocence as well.)

So much violence in the movie is unnecessary! GUN didn't need to storm the facility the way it did, they didn't need to shoot at the children slash child and space alien like they did, they didn't need to keep going after him, they didn't need to involve Sonic, etc etc etc. In the same vein, Gerald also didn't need to go and try to blow up the whole planet. But they chose violence anyway, and in the end it was the kids who suffered most because of it. Maria died. Shadow had to watch her die and then live with it until he tried to sacrifice himself. Sonic (and Tails and Knuckles) once again had to risk their lives to protect the world.

Shadow finding her shoe!!!! This was one of the earliest lines where I knew exactly what I wanted to use for it, and it turned out soo well. "Hab nen Luftballon gefunden/have found a balloon" and it's him finding a roller skate that had belonged to Maria all those years ago and then "denk an dich und lass ihn fliegen/think of you and let it fly" cut to them sitting outside, holding hands. Maria looks up into the sky and then cut, and it's Shadow pushing the eclipse cannon away from Earth and "dying" as it explodes. I really, really enjoyed putting that moment together specifically, it turned out really strong I think.

And YEAH. Their blanket fort is everything to me <3

My Shadow and Maria AMV is done!! Super exciting to have it finally be finished, I had a blast working on it. Never touched a video editing software in my life before, but I'm still super proud of the result ^_^

Song is in German, but the video has German and English subtitles!