#thats a lot out of my content but might as well not let this drawing just sitting in my gallery

[creative-caramel-coffee]

The Bear ch 4

Pairings: Wanda x R || avengers (platonic) x R

Word count: 3.8K

TW: flashback, torture, themes of death, panic attack, concussion, nonverbalism, brain washing, mind control, trauma, abuse, violence, needles, restrains, bruises, injuries, guns, medical malpractice, human experimenting, tears, insanity (implied), headache, (damn thats a lot of warnings.)

Summary: You join your uncle tony in the avengers, it wasn’t your original plan but you never planned for your powers either so here you are. Now your at the avengers tower and falling for the girl of your dreams. With a haunting past and interesting abilities can you navigate your way through the challenges of being a hero? After a mission gone wrong and a cruel twist of fate the team starts digging for answers. Can tony keep them from finding out the truth?

A/n sorry this took so long to publish I might have broken one of my fingers im getting an X-ray in three days. Also the sign language I describe is auslan (Australian) sign language so … yeah. Also im not great at it so it might be wrong sorry.

PART 1 || PART 2 || PART 3 || PART 4 || PART 5 || PART 6 || PART 7

When your mind awoke the dull headache still sat behind your eyes which you had kept shut. You wiggle slightly and Wanda knows your awake.

“Hello sweet girl. How are you feeling” she asked rubbing her thumb over your cheekbone. You were in her lap and quite comfortable. You let out a content hum and Wanda chuckled slightly. The vibrations of her chest were soothing on your head as you had your face nestled into her chest.

“Baby?”

“Mm?”

“If your feeling good enough natty and i wanna ask you something my love.” Wanda asked taking note of your muscles as they stiffened. You knew this was coming, they wanted to know why you had frozen on the mission. You fought back the emotions that bubbled in your chest and nodded.

“You want to know why i froze.” You said in a small voice. Wanda wiped the baby hairs from your eyes and looked down at you softly. Nat laid a comforting hand on your thigh and you almost had forgotten she was in the room. Wanda and nat were sat against the headboard on your bed and you were curled in Wanda’s lap.

She began to run her hands through your hair and you let out a content sigh.

“Baby we just want to know so we can help you and keep you safe.” She said softly and nat nodded her agreement.

“Alright, but i-i c-cant t-talk about it.” You stuttered clearing your throat at annoyance at the nervous habit.

“Baby thats ok, can i look and show natty then?” She asked your consent and rubbed her thumb over your cheek again with her hand cupping your face. You suddenly felt small and nodded, words becoming too hard for you.

“Ok if you need me to stop or it gets too much at all i need you to tap twice on my thigh baby girl. Can you do that for me now so i know you can do it?” She asked still speaking softly. You used two fingers and tapped twice on her thigh. She smiled down at you. “Perfect baby your doing so well. Let me know when your ready ok my love?” She asked and you drew a shaky breathe and looked into her eyes and nodded your consent.

“Words baby. I need to hear you say its ok.” She said. You looked slightly stressed and signed ‘no talk’ with your hands. Bringing your middle and pointer finger to your thumb to say no and then bringing your finger to your mouth and drawing circles to say talk. Wanda understood and began storing your hair.

“Ok baby no talking. Are you nonverbal baby?” She asked and you nodded and sniffled slightly. She cooed and asked you once more if you were ready. When you signed yes she hummed and began to project from your mind to her own and Natashas.

As she sifted through your memories her brow furrowed. They were fragmented and many were repressed, the trauma distorting the images. She saw many things. A damp cold cell with white chalk drawing of tony and the outside world covering the walls. The drawings were magical and intricate. She saw a small room with nothing in it but a chair, a man and a tray of what looked like torture instruments. She saw the lights of hospital but it was unlike anything private or government, more like a run down covert facility. She saw the man from the mission standing over you as you writhed in the restraints that kept you strapped to a table. He held a long needle filled with black liquid. She saw you standing over a man, a bear skull mask on your face and a black suit on you body. You had a gun pressed to his temple and sick grin on your face. She knew that suit. That grin. That gun. She recognised the cold sadistic chuckle as you drew the trigger. The crack of a bullet firing ricocheted throughout the ally and she watched the body fall limp on the floor with a sickening thud. But despite the cruelty of then action she saw the lacquer in your eyes. The gloss that told her you weren’t in control. She saw the light in your eyes flickering as you fought for control. She watched as the scene changed again and you were laid beaten on the floor of a cell cradling a bruised abdomen as you wore nothing but a ruined and bloody rag. She saw a man, the man from the mission again land hit after hit across your already broken and bruised body.

She watched you be broken and bled in every way possible before you were thrown back into your cell. She saw the kind scientist sneak you chalk that you covered the walls with. She watched you cry alone and broken. But the last thing she saw, was the logo of hydra printed on the door of your cell. The red ink bleeding down the walls.

She found nothing else. Careful not to damage your mind further she withdrew her controls. Looking down at you in her arms she pulled you tighter to her despite the shock. Your body shook with sobs as you wailed slightly still not speaking. In a surprising display of strength you pushed yourself away from her chest and sprung from the bed. Natasha looked dazed as you curled into a ball in the corner. Shielding your head with your forearms and rocking back and forth. The sound of your broken cries permeated the room and broke Wanda’s heart. She slowly came over to you seeing the panic in your eyes as she tried to stop the flashback. She pulled you into her arms and rocked you slowly as you sobbed. Slowly the sobs slowed as your hand gripped her shirt in fists.

As you began to recognise who was around you and where you were Wanda held you tighter.

“Baby we understand you weren’t in control. That wasn’t you. I remember fighting you but i know it wasn’t you. You couldn’t ever be that cold.” You howled and Wanda squeezed you again.

“Baby we love you the same as always and now we know just how strong you are and we love you even more.”

You sniffled and began to move your hands as you began to sign that you wanted to explain.

Wanda placed her hand over yours. “Baby you don’t have to do that just now.”

You signed back ‘I want to or i know i never will be able to.’

Wanda hesitated but nodded. Carefully she stood with you in her arms and walked back to the bed where nat sat and offered you a smile. You knew she didn’t care about your past the same you didn’t care about hers. Wanda held you as you explained. Hydra took you in the early days of tony being Ironman. You, behind the spotlight helped on missions and when you were captured one day things changed. They tortured you amongst other things and brain washed you to do their bidding. When tony rescued you he hid you away when he saved you from hydra and you and him faked your death. When you told him two months ago your powers returned after hydra suppressed them and made sure only you could use them when told, he panicked and made you come to the compound. The drugs they gave you to control your powers finally wearing off. You had always loved your powers, they made you feel safe and you quickly regained full control but the damage hydra did made some of them dissapper. Tony wants to keep an eye on you to make sure your ok if they come back also. But now hydra knows your alive and your powers are back and stronger, and they have almost certainly ordered a hit on you.

Wanda sat back and sighed running her hands through her hair as she took it all in. She was quick to comfort you as you took her silence as a bad sign. Tears formed in your eyes. And your loud thoughts told Wanda you thought she was mad. You began to struggle in her lap. She quickly pulled you into her chest again and shushed you reassuring you everything would be ok.

After all the stress and crying your head felt even worse and the familiar nausea returned. You thrashed in Wanda’s arms who pulled you from her neck to look into your eyes. They looked frantic and you quickly signed the word for throw up. Nat was quick to understand and grabbed another sick-bag. She had half expected this to happen after the stress this had put on you and the pain of crying that hard with a concussion.

She carefully placed it under your chin and you put your hands over hers as they shook. Wanda rubbed circles between your shoulder blades. You hunched over your hands clinging to Nat’s wrists for dear life she she held the sick-bag for you.

“Its ok baby. Let it out. We’re here. Don’t hold it back bubs.” Wanda said seeings you gagging and struggling to keep it down. Tears formed in your eyes before you ducked your head lowered towards the sick bag. The sound of you throwing up filled the room as all the food you had eaten in the past few hours was violently expelled.

“Shh sh sh your doing so good for us Detka. So so good baby girl.” Wanda said.

“It’ll be ok y/n/n its alright love.” Nat said. When you stopped gaging nat went to take away the sick-bag but your grip on her wrist tightened and you shook your head slowly.

“Going to go again?” Nat asked raising a brow and her question was answered as you threw up a second round. When you stopped you pushed her hands away and nat nodded to Wanda who pulled you into her as nat went to dispose of the sick and grab some more mouthwash for your sensitive tastebuds. You sniffled and buried your face in her neck.

“Aww bubs your ok. Your ok now love.” Wanda soothed. After a bit your sniffles died down and you simply laid curled in her arms. Nat returned and you rinsed out your mouth and then began to drift off to sleep.

“Its ok baby you can close your eyes. You must be exhausted after all that my sweet.” Wanda said and you nodded and curled into her chest. After a little your soft snores sounded throughout the room.

When you woke up the room was dimly lit still but the headache was lesser. You signed to Wanda you wanted a snack and you were hungry. She stood getting ready to leave but you signed that you wanted to come with. Nat who had been watching the conversation over the top of her book frowned. After a series of quick hand movements from you you made it clear that you were coming with. Nat stood pulling some sunglasses out of a drawer.

“If you come with you wear these. You don’t need to loose the progress you have made in recovering.” Nat said and you pouted but let her slip them onto your face regardless. After a second you blinked and then turned grabbing nat and Wanda’s hands before dragging them out of the room.

Nat snagged a sick-bag on the way not knowing how your stomach would react to the lurch of the lift. You raised a brow but didn’t comment. After a successful trip down to the kitchen you realised it was mostly empty. Clint stood by the toaster making bagels with cream cheese and looked up smiling at you when you walked in. Nat waved and went over to talk to him. But he frowned and nat paused. Looking sheepish he signed to nat he broke his hearing aids while training and nat laughed. Quickly signing back she told him it was ok and she would tell fury to send more. Clint looked up from his conversation and noticed you signing to Wanda about what you wanted to eat. He frowned.

‘I didn’t know she knew sign language.’ He signed. Nat froze and Wanda swooped in.

‘She’s got a sore throat so she’s resting her voice’ Wanda said and you smiled shyly. Clint smiled, happy he had someone else he could sign with. The toaster dinged loudly and you flinched still slightly on edge from earlier. Wanda took you hand rubbing her thumb over you knuckles to smooth you.

You sighed softly and gave her a look of thanks.

‘Are you alright y/n?’ Clint signed not missing the way you had flinched.

‘Yeah toaster startled me’ you signed back and Clint nodded in understanding. He shot a questioning look to nat who shook her head and indicated he should just drop it. He nodded and pulled out his bagels which nat pointed too seeing he couldn’t hear the ding.

“Wanda once you got y/n/n’s snack head back up to the room and I’ll join you a bit later. I need to call fury to get more of Clint’s hearing aids sent to the compound. Clint signed thanks after reading her lips and nat waved him off. He wouldn’t be able to make the call himself because he couldn’t really talk right now.

Earlier you, nat and Wanda had decided on how to tell the team about your issues but decided to start small. Clint would be the first one to tell he would understand the best. But you hadn’t had the courage to tell him yet.

Wanda and you headed back to the room and after around a half hour of relaxing and listening to Wanda read to you you had been dozing lightly when Jarvis startled you into fully being awake.

“Director fury is asking for everyone to meet him in the conference room.”

The AI said.

“Alright tell him we are on our way.” Wanda said slipping the sunglasses back on your face rubbing her thumb over your cheekbone as you basked in her touch. She grabbed you hand and softly pulled you from the bed.

Fury was waiting in the meeting room. Nat and the rest were already there and Wanda pulled you into a chair next to her and Natasha.

“Nice of you to join us Maximoff and L/n” fury said and you made yourself smaller in your seat as the team looked at you.

“Alright getting straight to the point.” Fury said. “Operative has confirmed that hydra has put out a hit on y/n.” Wanda, Natasha, tony and you tensed but stayed quiet. “L/n will need to be accompanied by another member of the team at all times and is not to leave the compound unattended.” Fury said and you groaned quietly. Whenever similar things had happened in the past it had made you feel trapped. And as you explained to Wanda and nat earlier that often led to you disappearing for a couple hours to be alone. “This is not up for discussion L/n.” Fury said when he heard you groan. You slouched but didn’t protest not wanting to talk still or make a scene by using sign language in front of the team who still didn’t know.

“Everyone else you are to be going to this hydra base here” fury tapped a spot on the map behind him that was being projected on the screen. “This meeting will brief you all on what will happen and i trust tony to brief the rest of you with more details on y/n later.” Tony, Wanda and nat stiffened knowing the truth about you. “Only a handful of you will be staying behind. Clint seeings you can’t hear right now which would make using coms a nightmare.” Clint frowned crossing his arms and sounding in. The chair but knowing fury was right. “Y/n for obvious reasons and a concussion. Bruce will stay here in case y/n requires medical attention and Wanda and nat seeings you have taken a liking to young ms L/n will stay behind to protect her. The rest of you will be going to the base. You leave in three days. Tony you have three days to tell the team about y/n or I will be. Alright now lets get into the details of what’s happening on the mission. L/n, Barton, Maximoff and Romanoff you all stay for this as well, you might be needed as backup at any point so stay focused here.” You deflated in your chair, feeling yourself getting overstimulated. It was a mix of the constant flow of information and the fact your concussion was making everything around you seem ten times louder than it was. Nat was taking note on your left and Wanda sat doing the same on your right. Even though they wouldn’t be going on the mission they wanted to stay informed.

You drummed your fingers on your thigh and fidgeted softly trying to lay attention. You felt the headache begging to worsen and you winced, luckily hidden by the sunglasses. After another five minutes you were struggling even more. Even through the sunglasses the light was hurting your eyes slightly and the noises had blurred together to create an endless stream of overstimulating pain. You couldn’t tell nat or Wanda because you couldn’t sign in front of the team. Quietly you took a pen from the cup of them in the centre of the table. Uncapping the black biro and starting to draw up and down your arms. You drew and octopus to start and were putting the details on the tentacles when you felt a hand on yours. Looking up you see nat offering you her notepad. She slides it to you across the table indicating to draw on it instead. With slightly shaky hands you take it. Nat frowns seeing your tremor. You glanced around before moving your hands below the table and signed “what about your notes?” And she points to Wanda who is talking notes as well and she gives a finger wiggling wave with a cheeky grin. You chuckle and when you realise the room us quiet you see Steve glaring at you.

“Y/n? Are you even paying attention.” You swallow nervously.

“Yeah thats what I thought. Please listen this is important or we will have to. Bench you on the next mission.”

when nat saw the tears collecting in your eyes she stood up for you knowing it was too much and you couldn’t talk or leave. You felt trapped. Steve was still lecturing oblivious to you going a deep shade of red from the teams eyes on you.

“Alright thats enough Steve you made your point now get back to it.” Natasha said sounding very annoyed. Steve paused taking note of the authority in Nat’s voice and swallowed before returning to the briefing as fury had left to deal with more important matters. Wanda’s eyes lingered on you for a second before meeting Nat’s as they silently and possible mentally conversed thanks to Wanda’s powers. You were a little annoyed because you knew they would be talking about you. You huffed and fixed your gaze on the screen trying to get your buzzing brain to pay attention to the details. After what felt like hours Steve dismissed the team and you made a beeline for the door. Quickly retreating to your room and despite the silence, slipping on your noise cancelling headphones and starting to draw in your sketchbook. You were chewing on your pinky finger absentmindedly as your pen flew across the page when two short raps came on the door. Wanda and nat wanted to make sure you were ok. They knew something was up. Of course with the headphones on you didn’t hear them. Only realising when then door cracked open spilling light into the dimly lit room. Wandas head peeked in cautiously and you gave a small apologetic smile and signed for her to come in, looking sheepish. She smiled wildly and pushed the door open the rest of the way as her and nat entered. Shutting it after them, the room returned to its previously dimly lit level of light but the two girls didn’t seem to care. Nat eyed your sketchbook complementing your art before Wanda pulled you into her arms.

You buried your face in her neck and drew in a heavy breathe pf her calming scent.

“Baby girl was that meeting a bit much for you?” Wanda asked softly and felt you nod into her neck.

“Im sorry my love. The reason we didn’t come find you straight away is natty here chewed out Steve for calling you out like that in front of the team.” She heard you sniffle into her chest and felt small sobs wrack your form.

“Aww sweets don’t cry we’re here now.” Wanda said and you pulled away still straddling her with her hands on your hips. You signed ‘too much’ and nat carefully slipped the noise canceling headphones back over your ears. You sighed and Wanda pulled you into her again and drew circles on your back with the palm of her hand. It soothed you like the presence of the two women. After a bit you fell asleep and Wanda quietly talked to nat about telling the team. They would find out sooner or later and right now them not knowing was making things harder on you. Stressing to keep it secret was taking its toll on you. Nat knew the team the longest and knew they would be fine with it. Helpful even.

When you next woke they posed the idea and tired and sad you agreed. Pointing at them and signing that they would tell the team for you. Nat chuckled. “Sure thing kiddo whatever you want squirt.” She said ruffling you hair with a smile you batted her hand away grinning and poked your tongue out at her.With mock offence she placed a hand over her chest and gasped. Wanda rolled her eyes at your antics.

“Honestly you two are such children.”

“Yeah but you love us.” Nat said and Wanda sighed.

“I do. I love you both very much” she said peppering your face with kisses as you giggled slightly the sound warming Wanda’s heart.

“Right we have a meeting to call.” Nat said standing up.

MASTERLIST

#marvel #the avengers #wanda maximoff #wandanat #natasha romanov #sicfic #wanda marvel #natasha romaoff #wandanat comfort #wandanat x reader #concussion #whump #comfort #hurt / comfort #marvel fic #mcu #Wanda x reader #Steve rogers #captain America #y/n #self insert #fan fiction #the bear #avengers compound #hydra #tw in fic #avengers platonic #fluff #slight angst #nick fury

[kiitruss]

hi my name is kit, ive been hyperfixated on detco for almost 3 years now and im here to make an insanely long intro post because i wanna post stuff and the other detco artists here are so cool and i dont see them on any other platform (for the most part)

Detective conan fans/the people ive adopted as my mutuals even tho theyre not ! (i follow them, they dont follow back, but i interact with the detco content they post so much that i might as well be that one guy in the corner watching the rest of the mutuals talk) HELLO- some of you have probs seen me in ur rbs/tags (depending on who sees this) , and i dont really ever post my Own things, but i do draw ! a lot ! ive done a lot of things and i want more fans to see bc everyone here is so cool 😭 this isnt an interest post more just a "hey whos out there thatll see what i post" kinda deal- ill attach some art under the cut but pretty much what im trying to say is,, (literally choose whatever speaks to ur heart)

these vary in recent-ness,, im in school and im left with very little time to draw, so some of these are from a month or two ago ;; but i only picked what i think still looks good ^^ some are quick doodles, others are unfinished, or even just drawings to test techniques (like the colored shinichi one)- and the second drawing isnt even detco LMAO

the 3rd and 7th doodles are from my project sekai au, thats an explanation for a different post,, and the last 2 are APTX!Heiji doodles !! the last ones part of a mini comic i made a bit back about him first waking up shrunk, which i can make a post with the whole thing later (maybe- it looks a little wonky)

but thats all for now ^^ sorry long first art post but i wanted to let this be sort of also me introducing my art and myself a bit,, and part of me is that i talk way to fuckin much LMFAO- detco is such a huge hyperfixation, and its so important to me and i just adore it so much- so i ramble and ramble and ramble on and on about it

im really excited to maybe meet some people and yeah ! happy scrolling ^^💚

#such a long read im so sorry #detco fans pls interact i beg #i honestly hope some of the artist i keep up with see this bc their stuff is always so good and id love to be mutuals with them #whats the word for “i want to be mutuals with you” in the same way someone with a crush is #i could go on and on but its barely 9am and ive been awake since 8 . im sick and have no clue why i woke up so early- so ill cut it here #feel free to ask au questions !! ill talk ur ear off but i love to talk about aus and hcs !! #or express interest in an au getting its own intro post (even tho ill most likely do that anyways) !! i love to talk about these idiots!! #detective conan #dcmk #detco #my art #shinichi kudo #hattori heiji #oh and the second drawing is a design of Yumi from The Group Chat i made for the song Bloody Daisies (stream it its so good) #<- idk if anyone would know of them since random youtuber fanart .. but if ur curious

[lemon-wedges]

Heey just wanted to tell you that I adore your art, especially the way you draw Barok. You humanised him in a way I've never seen an artist do. All your characters, but especially him, look like real, soft, approachable people. I can almost see their chests expanding, I can imagine them laughing and breathing, I can tell how in love your ships are, which is very special and very rare

Your art makes me extremely emotional

(also where did you study, what books did u read, how long did it take you to learn to draw like that??)

AH thank you for the sweet ask! it really made my day to hear this TTuTT

As for your other asks, ill put them undercut with some photos and links to stuff!!

I've been drawing for about ahhhh 16 years( 8 of which are actually like serious school stuff than just a hobby) but tbh its only really been in the last 3 where i feel like ive been making actual progress in improving my stuff. but thats my personal path in art and its always gonna be different for you or anyone else.

anyways 3 years ago i made some changes to my drawing habits and study methods that were like. real specific to where i wanted my art to go (cleaner lines, better foundations, gesture, etc etc). I worked on thing one at a time tho!! it can get overwhelming real quick if youre not careful. So the stuff im gonna give you is geared towards....well, me? both in content im searching for and just the classes that resonate how i like learning

OK BOOKS:

CLEANER LINES. I use to have a habit of making like EXTREMELY sketchy and unconfident lines. This is a landscape book that i literally just copied every single thumbnail. Helped me get into the habit of both using only a few strokes to get an idea across and breaking down complicated subjects into shapes

ANATOMY. Morpho series. Its not a how-to-book tho its just a compilation of an artists break downs. This one is my fav tho. And helped a lot when i was struggling to understand like ALL BODY PARTS

CLOTHING. This is probably my fav clothing book. Very short and published in the 1940s. Its helpful specifically to ME cause its clothing is closer to TGAA outfits(mens) than more modern books LOL

And now CLASSES. I do actually have an art degree from a university and let me tell you. I was left SEVERELY lacking any skills i needed to go into the industry I was interested in 👍 (not cause of the professors but cause the school itself was actively killing its art department :p) So i was kinda just left looking into online stuff on my own (AND COMMUNITY COLLEGE!!!! MY BELOVED AFFORABLE CLASSES )

NEW MASTERS ACADEMY. Its a subscription-have access to all the videos for a month to a year- kind of thing. cheapest is about $40 a month. REALLY REALLY helped my anatomy and foundations. Steve Huston: Good for entire step by step anatomy break downs. Micheal Mattesi & Karl Gnass: Gesture. I've watched a handful of other videos but these instructors were the most helpful to me

DRAWING AMERICA. A lot more pricey. Around $100-$300. but youre basically paying to own the recorded classes and keep them forever. I've only really taken Will Westons classes cause he focuses on BGS and props. But he also has some nice composition stuff thrown in there too.

(I've taken a LOT of online courses and the thing about a majority of them is that they arent really taught by professors or teachers so they tend to be more like a giant Tip video than an actual lesson plan. And if u haven't taken an art class before the difference is HUGE)

and i think thats it? i guess if theres anything else i can give u its this tip:

you mentioned my art is humanizing. Thats a comment ive heard a few times and i guess its odd to say but i dont really know what youre seeing? Like i understand the "ships in love" but cause i did go out of my way to draw sappy love faces 10 bajillion times until i was satisfied. But alive? hmmmmmm like THINK i might know what you may be responding to. Its a combo of the gesture and my effort in trying not to loose the energy of the original sketch when i go to clean it up. And what ive figured out is this. Youre not outlining or tracing your under sketch youre REDRAWING it .

i put the under sketch and clean up next to each other so hopefully this makes sense but like. when i do an under sketch im only really focused on building the figure. When u build a figure youre drawing out bigger shapes and breaking them down into smaller and smaller ones. Lines feel like they have more energy at this stage because the circles and cylinders are fully drawn out, making them have a continuous momentum. So then when it comes to the clean up stage. im not looking to trace the exact lines i drew out (if u notice my final isnt a 1 to 1 copy of the og) im trying to follow the flow of the original lines. thats why youll see lines go thru the figure sometimes, its me trying to keep the energy in that line even if its not suppose to be very long.

idk if this makes any sense at all.....and maybe i should have recorded me actually drawing this out but [shrug emoji] i could do it later if anyone is interesting in wtf is happening here. CAUSE I SWEAR ever since i started cleaning my sketches like this i started to get those comments. but also i could be wrong too.....then i REALLY dont know what im doing ahahahah

Anyways, i hope something in here ends up helping you anon!!! GOOD LUCK ARTING I BELIEVE IN YOU :O

#asks #art reference #the art of a lemon wedge #ALSO :D #ahaha barok is one of my favs to draw so im like extra happy you like him

[sweetescapeartist]

An Update

So for those who are somewhat interested. Here's and update about myself and my projects.

Concerning myself...

I'm still very much tired mentally & physically. As I've said, I work multiple jobs & on top of that I have daily migraines (but I wear shades everyday to lessen the pain and symptoms). And I mentioned I'm sort of a handy man around my town mainly for family members. And I do work with my father to help him out as well as work on my own build projects for myself. So I'm pretty busy. Then I have to organize certain things despite migraines messing with my memory. Healthwise, I'm okay but still have trouble sleeping and I try to eat more often since I often forget to eat or just ain't hungry. So I get a bit overwhelmed and stressed and end up ignoring ppl & isolating myself. I still have anxiety and social anxiety too but that's getting better little by litte. I'm learning to properly deal with the stresses and mental triggers. I'm mostly a chill dude so I don't let much bother me anymore like when I was younger.

Regarding my projects...

I have a list of things to do. I have them scheduled, but due to being busy with work so often, I dont alwats meet the deadlines I have planned. Last year didn't go so well and this year hasn't started too well either. But here are some things I have scheduled...

Info posts for tumblr

Anime vs Manga: Vegeta Learns Ki Control

Vegeta's Gravity Training Obsession & Flawed Training Habits

Full Power Forms

Jaingshi Roshi

Different Way Potential Has Been Awakened In Dragon Ball

A post responding about a complaint someone had about Tien from last year (talk about late...)

Gammas & Cell

Android 18's Power in DBS (+ a bit about 17)

A few more posts about Krillin's Non-Self State that makes comparisons & explains certain details

What Toriyama's notes for Toyotaro's Moro & Granolah arcs probably were (an interesting post based off of context clued & is highly possible to be true. Will probably be later this year because there is a lot to gather for that post)

Comics I want to complete this year if possible

Kriller Time! Super Hero Side-Story Part 2: Videl

18 x Kurilin (a mini comic that'll have 4 alts)

Kriller Time! Super Hero Side-Story Part 3: Bulma

Kriller Time! #2: Fan-geta (NOT a side-story comic)

18 Steals Krillin Away

Roshi Mini Comic (should be interesting & informative due to it going to have information many may have overlooked)

Black Water Mist (a Krillin story I've wanted to finish for a while)

Kriller Time! #3 (might be Roshi or Oolong)

Yamcha's Bloomer (for my fellow Yamcha fans)

Content for my DB Databook (will be worked on throughout the years)

Just art stuff I want to get done

Some art for friends and requests I havent gotten to (won't be taking anymore requests for a while after I finish these so I can focus on lther projects) (some sketches are done)

Piccolo x Janet drawing I wanted to make last July (sketch is done)

Krillin Harem drawing since I got 3k followers on Twitter (might have 4k followers by then but I doubt it) (sketches are done)

Krillin x DB gals art (sketches are done)

Unfinished art for last years Chestnut Fest (almost complete)

Dragon Ball x Berserk (Yamcha art)

So, that's what I have planned. If I worked less, I could definitely get all of this done. I'll do my best regardless. And I've been debating if I should create my own website or just start a Patreon. I may begin with Patreon then make my own website later so I don't overwork myself. The thing about Patreon tho is that I want to give consistent content of what I believe is good quality. I need to make a profit from my art so I can be more motivated to continue and be more consistent, ya know?

So thats the plan. I didn't even mention the fics submitted to me nor the ones I've written. A lot are actually near ready to post but my anxiety is bugging me. Probably cause I'm overloading myself with too much. But we'll see how things go. I expect to get at least half of my art projects done this year & all of my tumblr posts this year. If I can get more than half of my art projects, I'll be pleasantly surprised.

Also, my MEGA folder. It was supposed ro be done last year but some serious stuff happened & I had to get my mind right. Then, things got stressful for me in Jan, Feb, & Mar. I was supposed to post a comic in February, but didn't work on it cause of the stress. So, I'll squeeze in time ro finish my MEGA folder too. It has updated and corrected comics in there of these two specifically.

#update

[elpublico]

Hello! I've been following you for a while and have been wanting to ask you: who exactly is this Federico Garcia Lorca, you seem to like him a lot and I was wondering if you might want to explain why you love him so much. Also why don't you like Salvador Dali (cause I think that has something to do with Lorca? lol) Anyway no pressure if you don't want to answer. I like your blog a lot, have a nice day! :)

first and foremost, thank you very much :-) <3 

ive written an absurd amount here, so uh tldr lorca is a spanish writer whose work i enjoy very much, i dont like dalí because of his support of facist systems and because he was an asshole plain and simple, and they are related in that they shared a weird intense homoerotic bond from roughly 1924-1929

and a more in depth explanation below should you care to read! warning it is quite literally 1.5k words. sorry

okay. let us begin

a very basic bio: federico garcía lorca was a spanish creative best known for his plays and poetry, though he was also a talented musician, draftsman, and theatrical director. he was born in 1898 and is considered part of the generación del 27, a loosely defined collection of spanish creatives and intellectuals interested in modernism emerging in the 1920s and 1930s. he was assassinated at by francoist forces at the start of the spanish civil war in 1936 due to his support of and connections to the republican government, leftist politics, and his somewhat public homosexuality. 

i have serious, academic answers for why i like him but also silly ones so i’ll start with the silly ones. he was a weird fucking guy. most modernists are weird guys but he’s weird in a unique and dare i say somewhat charming way. he played a game with his friends where he’d pretend to be dead and everyone would pretend to have a funeral for him. when he was a kid he play Catholic Mass and make his family cry during his sermons. he had a jesus complex and wrote a play about his jesus complex. weird guy i love studying his weird brain. also he was that fun type of 20th century homophobic homosexual that was like “guys relax im a cool homosexual i dont like drag” thats extremely easy and fun to ridicule (see: ode to walt whitman). this is especially bold of him since he has the world’s worst taste in men.

on a more serious note i do genuinely enjoy his poetry (and plays, but i’m not well-versed enough in theater to give an informed review), and i think its a particularly poignant and unique version of modernism. and it is both easy and fun to make fun of his loser ass homophobia, but i think generally his work portrays a far more nuanced and compelling depiction of struggling with internalized homophobia that what you see in “ode to walt whitman.” as i am interested in both modernism and queer art, he’s one of those touchstone creatives that forms the basis of this line of inquiry in my personal research interests. also, i think his drawings are severely underrated as examples of spanish modern art and in terms of the material culture of modernism and warrant more in depth scholarship than what currently exists, which is generally just as a coda to his written work.

this is something of a meta-reason, but something i’ve also become interested in as i learn more about lorca is the way in which he has become martyrized in historical and contemporary discussions. i mean like people really create Narratives out of this guy’s life. even as early as 1939 we have people like william carlos williams championing him as the martyr of the spanish civil war to galvanize support in the usa among the literary community (if anyone is interested in reading williams’s essay hit me up i have a pdf). ian gibson’s (lorca’s biographer and the guy who uncovered the details surrounding lorca’s assassination) biography is very much constructed as a narrative of an smoothed over and idealized character. i started thinking more seriously about this after watching the film bones of contention, where lorca is shown as patron saint of lgbt people oppressed under francos rule and of all those who killed during franco's rule. the director of the fundación lorca, who is his niece (great-niece?) expressed in this documentary that the family did not want his bones to be found and reburied, because there is such a strong symbolic connection to him amongst those still fighting for government recognition of the true devastation of facist rule. if they find his bones and rebury them with family, there is the concern that the government will use this as propaganda to suggest that they have dealt with all the repercussions of facism and will not diligently follow up with how fascist power is still a systematic issue. i don’t know if this makes sense, as i haven’t articulated this yet and i still don’t really know what to make of it. there’s just something about the loss of humanity here, that his family could not and cannot properly grieve him because in this horrific death he has become a symbol of resistance. and even as people use his image to delve into queer art and history and as facist resistance, there are also people working in the opposite direction, claiming him as like, a neutral historical presence that like, whether he would have wanted that or not, just isn’t true or even ethical when talking about him today. 

and as we talk about narratives i feel this is a good time to shift to dalí who is like The Narrative Guy. as mentioned previously, lorca and dalí were doing some type of gay shit for a little while there (what kind of gay shit is still up for debate). they met in madrid at the residencia de estudiantes, then became very close around 1925, when lorca first visited the dalí summer home in cadaqués. lorca visited again in 1927. they kept a regular correspondence, of which we have relatively few letters, esp those penned by lorca to dalí, and had a particularly fruitful artistic exchange in the years they were friends. lorca drew more (and exhibited his drawings in barcelona), and dalí wrote more. they shared symbols and had this sort of theoretical artistic dialogue through the analysis of saint sebastian. lorca’s head and references to lorca can be found in many of dalí’s paintings of the period, and lorca wrote his "ode to salvador dalí" (which unfortunately kind of slaps) some scholars even go as far as calling this dalí’s lorca period and lorca’s dalinian period.

in 1928 (i think?) luis buñuel (spanish filmmaker who was friends with both of them) begins to turn against lorca, supposedly because he found lorca’s work too traditional/conservative but also probably in large part also due to the fact that he was gay and that he was being gay with dalí. buñuel goes up to dalí, goes “hey i hate lorca don’t you hate lorca haha,” dalí pens this really critical and kind of rude letter to lorca saying his freshly published gypsy ballads was too traditional/conservative and he needed to be more modern etc etc it’s all very high school. dalí pulls away from lorca, goes to paris and collaborates with buñuel on un chien andalou and l’age d’or, lorca goes to new york, and they don’t see each other again until 1935 or 1936 i don’t remember the date. i guess now is as good a time as ever to say at this point in time dalí had ostensibly communist politics and affiliations, but going into late 30s/early 40s as he becomes more successful financially, he cozies up to the fascist franco regime and catholic church and other such institutions so he can live comfortably in spain. he espouses a lot of racist shit that (in my opinion) he only said to further his own career. later on in his life he does a lot of sketchy stuff relating to prints to earn a quick buck. so you know. i dont like him LOL

anyway to bring this back to lorca and narratives, dalí is understandably a key component in understanding the development of lorca’s work but a lot of what he’s said following lorca’s death just cannot be taken at face value. he claims lorca was entirely apolitical in his 1942 autobiography (obviously to make dalí’s own horrendous politics easier to swallow), and in a later interview he presented their relationship in a way that makes lorca look like a pining fool and kind of predatory. this has very clearly influenced lorca scholarship, though i think more and more people are looking at dalí’s comments more critically. in trying to manipulate his own self-image, dalí has had an insane influence over lorca’s narrative, which. grinds my gears.

i hate to end on dalí but i have no more to say lol. but at least i am spreading the word that dalí fucking sucks. gonna cite/link some shit here in the interest of transparency:

biographical details for both mostly pulled from my recollections of ian gibson’s biographies of the two (frederico garcía lorca: a life and the shameful life of salvador dalí) i will also say my understanding of dalí’s personal motives comes pretty much exclusively from gibson’s biography and its thesis, that dalí’s entire life revolved around masking and coping with his own personal sense of shame. very biased point of view but i don’t care enough about dalí to bother reading more about him. even just writing this post bummed me way the fuck out. too much dalí. i will also say i encourage everyone to NOT read gibson’s dalí biography, there’s a really transphobic section that violates the privacy of someone in dalí’s life. she’s a public figure and i’m sure it would not be hard to find speculation elsewhere, but you know. it’s just gross and all i can do is my best to prevent more people from speculating about this woman’s genitals

read a good article a while ago that sums up dalí’s racism but i can’t find it so here are some other articles providing more details, some of which i am only learning about now lol:

el pais: https://english.elpais.com/culture/2022-09-06/the-day-dali-invented-a-racist-religion.html

vice: https://www.vice.com/en/article/8qwp9v/its-really-surreal-how-salvador-dal-was-a-fascist-who-hit-women

if you are ever looking for a painfully mediocre period drama, i suggest little ashes in which robert pattinson plays dalí, making some of the most confusing acting choices of his entire career.

if you’re gonna read a lorca biography i suggest leslie stainton’s lorca: a dream of life. i haven’t read it all the way through, but it’s written more for a general audience than gibson’s hyper detailed version, and stainton isn’t afraid to point out tomfoolery on the part of lorca.

a selection of lorca poems:

fable and round of the three friends: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/623292/fable-and-round-of-the-three-friends/

ballad of the spanish civil guard: https://www.poesi.as/index214uk.htm

the guitar: https://poets.org/poem/guitar

if you made it this far i'm sorry

#ask

[the-kipsabian]

KO-FI UPDATE!!

its very small and brief for now but just so it doesnt get overwhelming im updating things a little bit at the time, but!!

monthly subscriptions are now available!!

you basically get two scribble drawing requests a month (which is a euro cheaper than it would be to buy commissions!!) and little sneak peek wips, previews, writing snippets and whatever other behind the scenes stuff i figure out before everyone else!

its not a lot, but its just to show support and give back a little bit to those who choose to sub. im not about hiding content behind a paywall (which is why i figured ko-fi works better for this than patreon actually cause ko-fi doesnt keep everything hidden forever so its perfect, its just a little incentive to get ppl to maybe sub to see little bit extra a bit earlier <3) so i just wanted to give something special that i might not post otherwise

i might add other things to this later, i dont want to make bigger tiers or anything tho but ko-fi gives you an option to sub for more than the set minimum so hey. if thats your jam i love you

anyways yeah so this is a thing now. if nobody subs, no big deal! it literally doesnt affect my current posting or creating, i post whatever i make over here still and over there as per usual, it might if someone does sub so i have to start saving and sharing mid-work things more frequently lol, but yeah. this is just in case someone feels like it, likes my stuff and wants to see a little bit extra - and wants to make sure they get art they'd love to see, as while i often do ask for scribble requests, i cant always guarantee them. this will do that tho

also a side note, yes commissions are closed for a hot second while i get my footing back with my art stuff - so sorry to those who are waiting on anything, im aiming to clear everything in the upcoming first few weeks now that i have time and everything finally works again in my favor. and when my backlog is clear, comms will be opened again, but more about that later. in case youre interested, just lemme know and i can ping you when the time comes!!

apart from that uuuh yeah. thats about it, but i wanted to ask if someone has any ideas they'd like to see me implement on ko-fi either as a reward or comm option or anything else, lemme know!!

and yes. sticker store will be going live later as well. for now, if youre interested in those, shoot me a dm!!

thank you, happy new year, lets try new stuff for 2023 💜

#i dont know what to tag this with but also its kinda irrelevant lol #i'll work on more with this later like said i have plans and need to do the sticker store but laterrrrr #night is an absolute mess on main

[ask-thephinjeetau]

Hello! and Welcome to this blog!

(sorry if the picture doesn't look good lol i suck at traditional art and i didn't have access to my digital medium for drawing at the time.)

This is a blog dedicated to an AU but not just any AU, its a blog dedicated to a phineas and ferb AU in particular like lets say maybe-possibly Phinbella couldn't happen some way in the episode Act your Age and Baljeet somehow ended up having a crush on phineas which led to them dating and hitting it off(and lets be hinest here they would totally work) and which then led to them starting a life of their own? Well this AU is here to explore just that!

And for the reasons being 1. I and some others ship Phinjeet. 2. I see waay too much phinbella in the fandom like im not even trying to hate on the ship or shippers it can just get tiring when a fandom ships and bases most ship content on just one ship plus just a few two others like e.g bujeet and perryschmirtz.

Now im trying to make this quick so let me speedily introduce everybody

1st batch of kids

(from left to right)

SOPHIE TJINDER FLYNN

A 14 year old girl who has a rather calm or in her own words chill personality. Like phineas she doesn't freak out even if bad stuff happens and tends to just stay calm and go with the flow. She's also pretty nice for the most part.Her favorite thing to do is performing stunts which rarely ever fail because she calculates them pretty well. Another one of her hobbies is reading Physics books and solving math and calculations. And surprise surprise shes also REALLY smart.

CJ (CANDACE JUNIOR) TJINDER FLYNN

Named after her aunt candace due to her having a similar head shape, being a red head and also having blue eyes. She is a 16 year old girl that rather freaks out a lot at the smallest of shit as she inherited that trait from baljeet. She is neat and organized plus has a lot of health problems since she was a child plus has a lot of allergies which includes dairy. She is extremely health and safety over-conscious, carries a sanitizer with her wherever she goes and refuses to go outside most times. Her hobby is reading sci-fi comics,playing video-games and watching scifi movies and cartoons. She is also very emotionally attached to her dads since childbirth due to her having health issues and having to stay by their side for a long time and spends most of her time with them even when they might oppose at times part of the reason why she refuses to leave the house. Her nickname is also Candy.

JASMINE TJINDER FLYNN

A 15 year old girl who has a- um how do i describe this? Like she acts like an edgy teenager kind of personality. She can sometime be a tad bit mean and is also goth as well and doesn't really express much emotions most times although she does still have her moments. Her hobby is writing stories and songs and she also enjoys listening to music and playing it.Her nickname is also Jazz.She is also a HUGE grammar nazi and will not hesitate to correct any grammatical mistakes anyone makes no matter the situation.And well yeah thats it...

2nd batch!

ANNABELLE TJINDER FLYNN

A rather aggressive girl for a 6 year old. She gets angry or frustrated very easily and when she does its really funny and cute because her cheeks puff up and her whole face turns to match the colour of her hair lol. She can also be sarcastic a lot of the time and a bit rude but is still nice. Her favorite activity is playing sports(any kind). She is also really well behaved and doesn't really go against rules apart for the occasional times where she breaks a couple stuff while playing sports. The twins also like purposely annoying her for shits and giggles.Her nicknames are Ann, Annie, Anna, Red, Firecracker.

LYNN AND MARILYN TJINDER FLYNN(THE TWINS)

The 10 year old twins are a handful thats for sure and they are pretty much basically reverse phineas and ferb in the sense that they usually fight(but still get along) and are always getting busted no matter how much they try to hide their messes. They can't build for shit but they still throw random stuff together as a result of inspiration from their dad and Uncle Ferb which usually ends in explosions or property destruction of some kind. They work as a duo and usually get into fights with either each other or Annabelle. They both have a lot of things in common especially the fact that they're both silly goof offs but they have parallel insterests like Lynn being a tomboy is more interested in "boyish stuff" as she would put it while Marilyn is interested with things she considers to be girly.

PHOEBE TJINDER FLYNN

A 5 year old girl that is rather odd to say the least. She talks A LOT which mostly includes infodumping people about the history of art or the life stories of some famous artists not forgetting to push her glasses up before doing so along the way. She is a huge fan of Leonardo Da Vinci and takes in Phineas's creativity. She is also a really nice and obedient girl who doesn't really cause trouble. She is frequently seen doing weird stuff all in the name of art like i dunno shit that phineas himself has done like maybe bringing in a gigantic baby head to supposedly use for her creations something like that.She also enjoys reading books about art or famous artists no matter how boring they may seem and she is also REALLY good at art for a 5 year old like im talkin she creates Da Vinci tier art.Her nickame is Pheebs.

God this is definately the most ''different" thing i've done thats for sure lol i don't even really expect to even get any questions at all but what the heck, its good to try am i right?

You're also free to ask me as the creator questions if you want.

#phinjeet #artists on tumblr #my art #character design #phineas and ferb #pnf #fanart #baljeet tjinder #fankids #fanchild #ship child #fandom #ships #shipping #dear god #i feel so cringe #hopefully people dont hate this #and this blog becomes popular in the pnf fandom #future au #next generation #next gen

[jewpacabruhs]

i was rlly rlly enjoying that it felt like s11-esque SP again which, my personal fav seasons are like s6-s12 n around there so i was having a blast and then that ending just. pulled down its pants and projectile-shit all over me. it wasnt bad ig it was just. gross which i mean i'd expect nothing less but. yeah idk this is my way of saying cartman nipples ruined a whole special for me. that being said tho that was. probs my fav special yet? ending aside gkfkf

cartman went back to his roots a bit and i LOVED it (pointing guns at people, correctly deducing a situation like a little genius but then drawing a wildly inaccurate conclusion about it like a little moron, I MISSED HIMM), he even bullied butters into helping him like the good ol days n the cartmanbutterstoken combo like christian rock hard made me SO happy theyre such a good trio. cartman w the two boys who call him by his first name... speaking of i love how token calls him eric even tho he hates him.

i love token sm actually he was so good in this special. hes been rlly good lately in general actually, the one good thing to come out of the weed plot has been the black family (...ahh...) getting more screentime and development. tokens highkey the stan of craig and those guys which rlly Makes the rival weed farm parallel bc theyre both just. the normal ass kids next door dealing w insane bullshit. i LOVED his compassion for the little. chuck chuck creature it reminded me of the goonies and it was cute. cartman scoffing in the background was funny but it was rlly sweet n did remind me a lot of goonies which. childhood nostalgia always good. also im a child and the thing squirt-shitting made me laugh KGFKFK toilet humor will always get me bc im a 8 yr old boy ig

it was cool to have an overarching villain again i do think SP handles narratives with like. Big Bads well? idk i never see it praised but i personally enjoy those plots and i liked how it was done here. tho this is a bit morbid, the, er, conclusion of pipi's story reminded me of that ummmmm verruckt incident in kansas (if u kno u kno; if u dont and u google, sorry) and it made me wince. im sure it wasnt intentional but my macabre lil mind drew the parallel n i cringed fff. but i enjoyed the rest of that story

and oh my goodness it was nice to see south park shit on celebrities again FKFKF like TRULY getting back to its roots. felt like classic sp mockery i loved it a ton

ummm what else. OH RANDY oh my lord. when he went back to normal i was like. holy hell i missed this. tht was nice to have back. modern randy can be plenty funny but he's overwhelmingly annoying and played out and the meta behind his plot made me wonder if m&t agree w that sentiment? ik they started using randy as a mouthpiece for themselves once they hit. 40 or 45 or whatever idk when it started but them acknowledging the weed shit was played out (when previous recent eps had had more of a "haha we know u hate the weed shit and WE DONT CARE LOL!!!" stance) was kewl. ik randy reverted by the end but im hoping maybe smth might carry over. and it was nice to see the marshes being. normal n supportive n smiling again. i dont rmr the last time i saw sharon smile ;( and the sacrifice stan made of letting randy do what he needed to do... he sounded so sad. he'd only jus got his dad back. man i luv stan hhh poor kiddo

the karen shit actually made me laugh i thought it was funny. i don't hav any deep thoughts on it it jus amused me

ummm anything else. oh the fucken. cartmans boobs fkfkf just the boob physics. the way they bounced i was so distracted by them FKDKFK that was cursed but also real af tbh

ok thats all goodbye til more sp content luvs

#sp spoilers #mine #txt

[demoiselettes]

Oh my im incredibly sorry i need to re - do my match - request again ( i forget a few things ) 😅

My name's Jana Pronouns are she / them! Physical appereance is short brow hair that ends with the color red, People say my skintone is like... light colored coffee, My eues are color brown that shines somehow in the any form of light. I'm also bisexual I like : food, animals, ghibli movies and COSTUMES Dislikes : shorts skirts, rude people, people crying and ruined artworks My hobbies are: Cosplaying, Cooking, Sleeping And Drawing!

Personality: People Often Say I Am confident and sassy but i am kind once you get to know me! If your my friend you probably get Candies everyday ( its my tradition to give candies to people i like. ) I have a soft spot for children! If someone cries well i'd try my best to comfort them maybe hug them, listen to them and give them money, if your my friend i'd chase anyone who hurt you with a broom

Extra infromation : I like potatoes give me one and your the love of my life, cats... Really like me! Idk how and idk why, I really like to bake or cook food especially Cupcakes! Fav colors are: Yellow and red! Height is 5'4!

Thats it<3

Eventide

I match you with Tengen Uzui! And his wives!

•You’ve gotta be like, so flamboyant because you’re basically his now 😭

•And his wives love you! Makio specially adores your hair color because like her, it isn’t all one color! She thinks it’s a lovely style

•Tengen is the type to just sling you over his shoulders when he sees you and just haul you alongside him

•Suma loves to stare at your eyes, and she does so shamelessly as well since she doesn’t see anything wrong with blatantly showing you how much she adores hoe pretty they look in the sunlight!

•You have three amazing ladies and one smoking hot dude at your service! ;)

•Unfortunately for you, you’re going to have to deal with Suma’s sudden outburst of emotions and her crying, but she’s going to try her best to tone it down for your sake

•Except bottling it up is only going to worsen things so she’s probably gonna be cry more once she something causes her to crack

•One good way to get her to stop is by holding her and letting her sob into your clothes. Don’t mind the snot either

•I am fairly sure people didn’t cosplay back in the Taisho Era, but Tengen will provide you with the flashiest clothes to work with

•Makio’ll do her best not to accidentally rip your artwork while practicing her kunai throws, but i can’t guarantee that it won’t happen once or twice though

•She feels extremely guilty when she accidentally ruins them, and she’ll go out of her way to buy you new and expensive art supplies as an apology and she might even begrudgingly try and help fixing it

•Is it surprising if i mention they’re overprotective? Anyone throws one insult their way and their body will never be found

•But then they notice you being perfectly capable of handling yourself and they loosen up slightly. Slightly.

•Hinatsuru is the one who cooks best out of them, and she will stuff you with food everyday, she takes notes of which foods you like and which ones you don’t

•Tengen teases you about your height a lot, he’ll just use you as an armrest to further emphasize your height difference and sometimes take to just- throwing you in the air and catching you

•They adore it when you give them candies, sometimes they keep it for later so that they have something to snack on. The taste matters little to them because it taste good no matter what as you’re the one who’s given them the little treats

•It’s a good thing you like children..Tengen likes a big family…..

•But anyways if you guys have kids, whether biological or adoptive, those kids are gonna be the luckiest

•Seeing you comfort children and just having a grand time with them is so heartwarming for these four, Suma starts crying, Tengen is grinning and Makio is subtly blushing and Hinatsuru is just smiling contently

•Your love of potatoes remind Tengen of Kyojuro and he sometimes asks him for the best potato recipes to satisfy you because Kyojuro is a connoisseur of potatoes.

•Hinatsuru and you have a fun time coming up with recipes for your family, it’s a moment of domestic bliss for you both to bake together

•Suma and you both love cats and Tengen could not say no to getting one, not with the look you’re both giving him

•He’s such a simp- though his wives are too.

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #nan’s eventide. #tengen uzui matchup #hinatsuru matchup #makio matchup #suma matchup

[spaceumbredoggos]

So much for stardust chapter Eleven

Content Warning for Self Harm, Vapes, mouse flavored cheerios, some sort of omegaverse shit without it entirely being omegaverse, and fleas and ticks.

Stolas paced back and forth after his phone call with Lucifer. “Well?” Blitzø was pressing for answers, to which Stolas replied, “Lucifer is coming over as we speak to meet Kenz. Loona, you might wanna wake them up pretty soon.”

“Are you sure? They look like they really need to rest.” But Stolas was adamant about me waking them up. I gave a heaving sigh and walked over to the guest bedroom, noticing how peacefully Kenz was sleeping. Octavia had stitched up the cuts and bandaged them up, leaving them looking like a mummy. Kenz was drooling on the Minecraft wolf plush, smiling in their sleep. I shook them awake, to which they glared at me. “I was having the most amazing dream and you woke me up!!!”

I stifled a chuckle. “What was it about?”

“There was a government mandated order to give everyone cake. And top notch quality cake with buttercream frosting better than Costco’s. How the fuck did the government top Costco buttercream frosting?”

Kenz was trying to get themself back to sleep. “Just let me have a great dream for once where I’m not drowning in rivers of blood or being abused or having to deal with a… Forget it!!! Now I’m hungry!!! I wish there was some cake, but cake for breakfast is a birthday thing, and it’s not my birthday yet…” They stood up, wobbling on their legs. “Fuck!!! Since when did my legs turn into jelly?” They spent the next five minutes getting used to walking before walking to the kitchen and making themself a bowl of cereal.

“Kenz—“

“What?” They seemed to be enjoying their cereal despite it being made for demons and not humans. I cringed as they nearly finished the bowl before I took it away from them. “Thats Mouse O’s.”

“So? They’re amazing!”

“They’re supposed to taste like raw mouse—“

“All the better. I always wanted to eat raw mouse, but I didn’t want to catch like fifty diseases.”

Stolas must be right about the umbredoggo thing. I grimaced as Kenz ran to the bathroom to wash their face and brush their teeth. I bolted after them. “Kenz!!! Don’t use the tap water!!!”

“Why?”

“I’m afraid it’s not meant for humans, Kenz.” Stolas barged in on them being stained red with the tap water. “Now you tell me. Is there anything here I can use to make myself look like I didn’t just walk out of my own open casket funeral?”

Stolas stifled a laugh as I dried them off with a towel. “Kenz, you should just lay on the couch. But don’t go to sleep.”

I walked them to the couch as they sat down, scrambling to find their phone. “Shit. Why did Striker have to crush my phone?”

“I’ll buy you a new one. Now can you sit still before you pull out your stitches?”

“That can happen?” They started to twitch nervously. “So why can’t I go home right away anyways? Is it because of the whole me being able to survive the Wrath Ring thing? Are you gonna board me off to some Demon Government Facility to run tests on my soul? Because—“

“We’re trying to keep you safe.”

“It’s bad enough that Ford’s worrying his stomach into knots over me, but you guys too?” Kenz scratched at their scalp. “Fuck, since when did I get this itchy?”

“Lucifer wants to meet with you.” I noticed Kenz find a flea in their scalp. “Fuck!!! I’m getting fleas!!! How’d they get there? And is that a tick?”

“Those aren’t just typical Earth fleas and ticks.” I grimaced, calling Stolas over. “Kenz, can you sit still while Stolas checks your scalp? The Wrath ring has a lot of pests that irritate demons.”

Kenz sighed as Stolas put some herbal insect repellent in their head. “It burns and itches.”

“Try not to scratch. And I’ll need to draw some blood.” Stolas grabbed a needle, drawing Kenz’s blood. They were strangely okay with the needle, not scared of it at all. Stolas walked to his lab as Kenz laid down, watching the TV.

“Wait, that’s a Voxtech TV. Turn it off.”

“I can’t do fucking anything!!!” They hung themself upside down. “It’s because we’re trying to keep you safe.”

“I know. I just wanna go home!!! And I keep feeling like I’m some stupid kid with knives hot glued on their fingers, unable to do much except get into trouble.” They flailed their arms in the air to further elaborate their point.

“You can go home after we figure out why you can survive the Wrath ring.” I petted Kenz’s head as they smiled. “Itchy!!! So itchy!!!” They stood up and stared scratching at their head again. “Don’t scratch it!!!”

“Too late.” Their scalp started to bleed. “Kenz?” Stolas tried to hold them still as they writhed in agony from the itchiness. “I thought those herbs were supposed to help!!!”

“By any chance do you have sensitive skin?”

“Did you use peanut butter or something?” Kenz sniffed their hand. “You used peanut oil in your solution.” They flopped on the couch in a daze, causing Stolas to panic. “The one time I didn’t bring an Epipen.”

“How badly are you allergic to peanuts, Kenz?” I held their arms to their sides and grabbed the human Epipen from my bag, jabbing it in them before their face turned blue. They gasped for breath and shook themself, shaking from the effects of the shot. “Where’d you get that anyways?”

“Wendy’s deathly allergic to bees. I also keep it handy in the field.” I made sure that Kenz was breathing as Stolas grabbed some water and washed the peanut solution out of Kenz’s hair. Kenz was oddly still for the amount of ADHD they usually have. It was then I realized that they weren’t breathing and their face was turning blue.

There was a knock on the front door as I grabbed another Epipen. “In a minute!!! Life or death emergency?”

“How life or death?” It was Lucifer, who kicked the door down and noticed Kenz suffering a life threatening allergic reaction. “Woah!!! Woah!!! What did you do to them?”

“Well, they picked up some nasty external parasites from the Wrath ring, and the ointment I gave them used peanut oil as a lubricant.” Stolas awkwardly chuckled as Lucifer placed his glowing hand on Kenz’s forehead. They stirred awake, dazed and out of it. “My mouth itches so fucking bad…” They started to throw up, the allergic reaction not out of their system yet.

Lucifer healed them up as they sat up on the couch. “Hi.”

“Hey.” Kenz smiled, still dazed from the allergic reaction. “Some peanut allergy. I mean, I guess that proves I’m human, right?”

Lucifer bursted out laughing as Stolas grabbed the blood results. “Oh dear.”

“What?” Lucifer grabbed the paper from Stolas and gasped. “Oh my god!!!” Lucifer jumped up and down with joy. “They’re not all extinct!!! They’re not all extinct!!! Reincarnation works!!!!”

Kenz tilted their head. “Excuse me?”

“Kenz, can I ask you something?” Stolas spoke in a calm tone. “Yeah?”

“How high is your prey drive?”

“Define a prey drive.” Kenz seemed really embarrassed by this question. “Well, you didn’t seem at all aversed by the taste of raw meat and you mentioned how you would always chase animals as a kid.”

“And you’re saying this because humans don’t have a prey drive.”

“Correct.” Stolas paced back and forth nervously. “Kenz, you’re not human. In your soul. You don’t have a human soul. You have an umbredoggo soul.”

The news hit Kenz like a ton of bricks. “This could explain why you chase after small creatures, since Umbredoggos are predators, and that you tend to have a deeper connection with animals than humans. This also explains your neurodivergence.”

“What the fuck is an umbredoggo anyways?”

“They’re very powerful beings of balance created by Lucifer, Belphagor, Asmodeus, Beelzebub and the Axolotl to balance out the many dualities of the multiverse. We think, that because your soul is that of the last Umbredoggo, which was killed as soon as it was born at the dawn of time, that it’s only a matter of time before your first transformation.”

Lucifer grabbed his phone and started calling Bee. He described the whole situation as Kenz hid their face in embarrassment. “You’re going to experience some biological changes equivalent to puberty—“

“Fuck!!!” Kenz hid their face deeper into the couch cushions, but then perked their head up. “I can control this transformation, right?”

Stolas looked doubtful. “If umbredoggos are so powerful, then why am I trapped in Gravity Falls in the human realm?”

“It’s because that universe counts you as an anomaly. Once your human body has lived a long fulfilling life, your umbredoggo form will be permanent and you can be free. But you can still traverse the multiverse and heaven and hell. Although I wouldn’t recommend it.” Stolas’s gaze suddenly turned cold. “Striker must’ve known. And Bill knows. Which is why he’s been targeting you so heavily.”

Lucifer got off the phone, then sat next to Kenz. “Look, Kenz. You’re in biiiiig trouble.”

“Way to lead off!!!” I noticed Kenz hiding in the couch cushions. “Kenz, are you okay?” They shook their head as Lucifer walked up to them. “Lucky for you, I can help you—“

Stolas gestured for Lucifer to stop. “I’m not gonna cut their head off—“

“He wants you to not offer me a deal, dumbass!!!” Kenz’s words were muffled in the couch cushions. Lucifer paused, trying to figure out what to do from there. Kenz wasn’t budging, hiding in the couch cushions.

Suddenly, Bee materialized in the room. Lucifer described the current situation as Kenz was zoning out with a look of great concern on their face.

“So they haven’t transformed yet?” Bee looked concerned as she sat next to Kenz, who was probably in the middle of a PTSD flashback. They seemed out of it, drifting off from reality. They didn’t even respond to Bee calling out to them.

“Crap. They must be going through something intense.” Bee reached out towards Kenz, who didn’t budge from their sheltered position on the couch. Bee seemed to get an epiphany at that moment. “It’s a mental block. They feel like not being human is something to be ashamed of. They’ve been unconsciously suppressing the urge to transform as a result. But they can suppress for only so long.” Bee started to rub Kenz’s shoulders, to which their position loosened. They still didn’t make eye contact with her, but they started to appear more relaxed.

“They should head home. It’s getting late, and I think if anyone can figure out the Umbredoggo thing, it’s Ford. Kenz doesn’t open up easily, and I think they need some food, and a new phone.”

I turned on the IMP van and walked Kenz to the front seat. They sat down, leaning on me slightly before turning to the other side of the seat. They still seemed off and disassociated, whining slightly with the PTSD flashbacks.

“Kenz?” They didn’t respond as I realized that they were scratching furiously at their wrists. “Hey!!! Kenz!!!”

“What?” They shook and noticed the blood on their fingers. “Oww… I don’t remember doing that…” They started to hyperventilate, trying to get a grip on themself. “I am a skin picker. I must’ve torn out the stitches on my wrists…” They were shaking vividly and fervently. I noticed then that their hair was matted and had lost its shine. Their skin was pale and there were heavy bags on their eyes. They looked thin and dazed, barely there.

“Kenz, are you okay?” They shook their head and tried to hide their face in the Minecraft wolf plush. “I don’t believe a word anyone says. This is just some fever dream.”

They’re in denial about this. I pulled up to an In N Out and took a hit of my mango blast THC vape. I offered it to them. “That smell is too intense.”

“It’ll chill you out—“

“Or it’ll sync weird with my meds and make me feel worse!!!” They swatted the vape away as I noticed them wiping the blood off their wrists. “You haven’t been taking your meds.”

“I have. I never miss a dose. I don’t trust myself off of them.” I then noticed their med container in their backpack that they always carry with them. “Ford keeps telling me to lower the doses and try some of his more natural stuff because apparently Bill has been ‘Influencing the absorption of my meds to where they’re either ineffective or making things worse.’ But he can’t do that. If he could, he’d have done it long ago. It wouldn’t make sense for him to do it now.” They curled up, rubbing their temples. “Fuck… Headache.”

I ordered a cheeseburger from In N Out, and Kenz ordered theirs too. We pulled to the side road and ate, then continued driving to the shack.

Kenz was half passed out in the front seat having taken their nighttime meds. They twitched in their sleep. I pulled up at the Mystery Shack, gently carrying Kenz to the couch.

Ford and I discussed Kenz’s current condition for hours before I left. He decided to keep Kenz under strict observation in his private study. I hope they get better.

#gravity falls #self insert #bee helluva boss #helluva boss #hellverse #lucifer morningstar #loona helluva boss

[amateurcomics]

Apology

sorry for the serious lack of comics over the past few months or more. I just want to let you know Past and Future isn't cancelled, I even finished outlining the next chapter, but you won't be seeing it for a long while.

Everything in my life just got turned on its head, completely. And things haven't been all to well. I am even finding it hard to write my novels.

Thats what the poll was for. If I am able to type my comics up and make the drawings later, you will still get your content. I might even add a drawing or two to the chapter.

I know you may think these are just excuses, but they're not. I am struggling and have a lot going on. To be able to get my story out would lift some of the stress off my shoulders, even if it is tedious to read a chapter on Tumblr.

To those who followed me for my art and comics and aren't getting any, I'm sorry. Just stick with me. Please.

#Sorry for my little rant #Artist talks #Writing

[garlic-gun]

just watched episode 121 of z and what was Going to just be an observation about expectations became an entire ramble about my thought process trying to design characters before ive really met them

watching more dbz and future trunks is like. more upbeat than i was expecting so far, after killing frieza and king cold. when i was thinking about how i want to portray him in comparison to present trunks at a similar age a while ago, with little context other than "their upbringings are innately different bc of the drastic differences in their circumstances", "i have watched the dbza version of the history of trunks and i know this boy has suffered", and fan content ive seen in general without first-hand context (that i remember well, at least) i didnt expect ft to be like constantly brooding or anything, but i intended for him to sort of Feel quieter and more serious, and i was thinking and experimenting a lot with giving him a more solemn and reserved feeling, meanwhile pt (that is to say, present trunks, whom im Pretty sure is the trunks that goes on to be in gt. which in recent enough years for me to actually remember in coherent detail ive only seen bits and pieces of) i was thinking id give a louder and more exaggerated and overall lighter-hearted feel. but once the threat of the frieza force doing anything to earth was over i was taken a bit off-guard by how immediately friendly trunks was and the Manner in which hes friendly. like kindness was kind of a given but i wasnt expecting 1) this Adorable smile

(dont mind the lack of crop) and 2) for him to basically just go "hey goku's gonna be here in 3 hours. wanna go hang out until then? i brought a minifridge" (more politely of course but you know). i also . oh i lost mt train of thought actu- wait i REMBER. i was also expecting him to be more calculated but no, aside from knowing when things should happen (bc they already have), hes actually seemingly playing things by ear mostly, with him being friendly and then realizing "wait. wait theyre asking Questions. ive said too much what do i do" and giving awkward not-quite answers to try to deflect from his like. existence. like everything about him is incriminating towards his background Except for the fact that no one has any good reason to think, right off the bat, "oh hes bulma and vegeta's kid from the future". bulma barely even Knows vegeta at this point, let alone enough to like. yknow. but hes like

"i cant tell you my name or else youll immediately know im your son and i am Not willing to talk about that right now so here is a Little information please do not ask for more" and then hes looking down like "oh i fucked this up already"

i guess what im getting at is that my impression of future trunks seems to have been way more off than i even thought, though my sample size is still pretty small so its Possible i like averaged out Something factual about him. but . oh i really lost my train of thought this time. um. damn..

well either way trunks has been important to me since i was young (probably an early benchmark for my queer awakening bc when i was watching gt on nicktoons i definitely was like "hmm. now thats a gend id like to er [files it away in the "things that would have probably made me realize i was trans earlier if i had the words for it then" cabinet]") and i guess what im getting at is, it's nice to actually Know things with a brain that can actually connect complex and nuanced things instead of basically being like "ooh colors" and interesting to see what conclusions i had come to were just completely off and get to finally know the character properly. its a bit of a struggle wanting to draw and think about characters but having nothing to go off of but until i get there, it might be fun to compare my pre-first impression to the truth once i get there.

#dust watches db #was thinking about making that tag specifically z but i Might watch super. probably not soon but one of my weaknesses is the fact that i #am Horrible at future-proofing things organizationally. just my pictures folder on my laptop is a disaster and its not even a year old 😭 #the post i think isnt Super long but it would be annoying to scroll past so its going to the readmore dimension #generic original post tag

[kurolini909]

Principals...🍵

Random fanart but I think those two would either get along wonderfully or be mortal enemies.

I like the first one better.

Mephisto from 'Ao no Exorcist/Blue Exorcist'.

Nedzu from 'My Hero Academia'.

#my art #kuro909 #fanart #anime fanart #boku no hero academia #principal nedzu #mephisto pheles #ao no exorcist #not my characters #tea party #chaotic energy #they have so much of it #crossover #i guess?? i don't do many anime fanarts... #I don't even know where the idea for rhis came from lol X'D #guess when I saw Nedzu had Nedzu-themed stuff in the UA I couldn't help thinking or Mephisto #i love 'em #both have to deal with trouble-magnet students #thats a lot out of my content but might as well not let this drawing just sitting in my gallery

[the-kipsabian]

So. What I think about you. It’ll take some telling to get there. Might get a bit sappy but here goes nothing.

So I’m a pretty new fan of wrestling, less than a year of proper watching still. It was a bit of a spontaneous thing, a friend made watching another sport would post things, and eventually I decided to take a peek and see what all the fuss was about. And in the end, I really enjoyed what I saw. I could get into that, but it’s not exactly important to where I’m going with this.

I don’t remember exactly when I first saw Kip. It was after his feud with OC, but still close to new years. And I thought, geez this guy is neat. Had no idea what was going on with any of his past work, I just liked the way he moved, I guess. So I thought, let me dig a little deeper into this. Eventually I ended up at your blog, and let me tell you, you were a hell of a resource to this baby fan. I’ve always been a bit nervous about following new people (had some bad experiences in the past I’m not eager to repeat) so I think I sort of lurked a while before I actually hit that follow, probably by accident honestly.

So then was Kip and Penny’s trip to Japan, and this is where I got introduced to Chris Brookes, who I’m not sure I even have words for how fond I am of him now. So I very much attribute that to you, and I’m pretty thankful for the introduction to an absolute bastard giraffe man who I adore.

Eventually I got a bit more settled into my new interest, started posting a bit on tumblr, reblogging gifs and the like. And then, just like how I got into wrestling, another fairly distant mutual joked about being interested in what they were seeing. So we talked a bit, I recommended some of what got me interested, and I think in the end that got me a new friend. In a way, I can wrap that back around to you, too.

I see that you struggle a lot. Sometimes it’s with writing, or art. You still make cool things, and I’m pretty awed by that. I’m looking forward to what you’ll make next. I doodled a rabbit on the back of a shopping list today, for the first time in months. It felt like a little victory. I wonder sometimes if your writing, your art, feels like that too. I’ll still celebrate it as if it is.

I’m not really sure how to end this. I guess I just want to say, we aren’t exactly friends, or at least, I don’t feel I can claim that we are right now. But I do think about you, and root for you. And in myriad little ways, you’ve changed my life. That feels a little strange to write, but it’s not untrue. I suppose no one can really know what impact we have on anyone else. At any rate, I hope you’re doing well, I saw you were sick this week.

-🐓

first of all: CHICKEN ANON YOURE BACK HELLO!! its been a while i hope youre doing well! 💜

legit when i read this first thing in the morning, i fucking cried. just.. theres a lot to unpack here, i try not to ramble but this. something like this is literally why ive been keeping on posting everything i do despite occasionally feeling like theres no point to sharing anything. ive always been telling myself that i first do it for myself, and then share it in case theres someone somewhere down the line that might be looking for this content later

and to hear that there is even one (1) person literally like this out there, using my blog and the content i put out to familiarize themselves with my blorbo, im... like oh my god 💜💜

im really glad it has helped you make friends too 💜 and while i dont know who you are, i would consider us friends no matter what tho, especially after hearing this. so glad things like this have helped you to get more into the community, thats amazing! and to touch up on the art thing, yeah its hard at times to pick things up again after a long while of not doing anything - i literally wrote a drabble last night after not writing anything for a week and i havent even seen my drawing tablet in like two months now lmao - but im so happy to hear about your grocery list rabbit!! little doodles here and there are definitely better than nothing, especially if you enjoy doing them!

youre so precious anon, i hope youre having a good day. im still slightly sick, getting better now thankfully so i should be fully operational the next few days and oooooh when that happens its all over you fuckers when i get back to writing (this is affectionate i swear LMAO)

thank you, i love you 💜

#also. when you say you liked the way he moved. same brain cause i remember that was literally the same thing i was originally drawn to #about him. it was back in the superbad days when it was even more.. slutty i should say lmao but still #thank you for this. i will treasure it forever #anonymous #thank you for asking! <3 #xoxo

[kakubun]

itching hands

pairings: bonten x chubby!reader

a/n: this was supposed be for december but i'm impatient🕴

warnings: suggestive, bonten

life with bonten series

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these men will bark at you if you ever had the time to be insecure about yourself

hold on tight to your seat cause i'm sure these executives won't let you

especially these easter egg mfs, you never know what's in each of these peoples' minds

sanzu

he lets a lot of things slip from his mind and specially his comments about you

he ranges from thirsty to intense staring at any part of your body where if i say so, it's gonna be a lot more pg

eventhough he's weirdly obsessive of how you look, he means good! it's just that his lameo ass can't say or spell it out to you without sounding like a pervert

he enters your apartment in search of any of the haitani brothers to pick up their report on the last mission and maybe you so he could easily find the two since they always muted their phones when busy.

at first, he wanted to reward himself with a little something since he did a little running around here and there, why not look into your fridge? he slowly opened it because of instinct and almost fell on his knees when he saw sweet cakes topped with icing. he reached out to it as if it's begging for him to just eat it up and he drooled with how soft it looked but a grab to his wrist startled him when he looked at the person in alarm, a quirk of your eyebrows immediately lead him to explain what he's here for.

"uh searching for haitani- by the way can i eat that-" you wiped his drool that ran down his chin with a tissue hastily, in full exaggeration the bright pink haired man is an absolute sweet tooth. he finally let his eyes set on you and he looked comedic with his wide eyes when he looked down at your soft thighs in the comfy shorts you wore.

you ignored his staring and sighed, pointing to the label of the sweet cake which had rindou's name on it but you changed your mind due to said man pouting and took out the cake and peeled off the label, offering to sanzu who drooled again but he doesn't know what's his drooling for anymore (rindou can always order another cake anyways). you closed the fridge and stretched, moving into the living room to lay on the sofa.

he felt content with his dessert, all he needed was a place to sit and he just felt that the perfect place was between, between, man he couldn't help it but stare at plushiness of your thighs. he wanted to bite it.

"can i lay myself between your thighs?"

a silent staring contest was held maybe, if people were to walk in at the moment but with a smirk you patted yourself.

"go ahead darling"

after a while

"y/n did you ate my cake!?" rindou gruffly yelled out and he didn't know what did he just walked into, you brushing and massaging sanzu's head while he hums and kisses up your thighs with the empty plate near his feet and rindou massaged his temples to not drag the male between your thighs into a body bag.

but he failed so sorry sanzu.

ran walked in with an amused stare when sanzu haven't noticed them yet and y/n laughed to rindou who was starting to march up to sanzu to grab both his ankles.

ran lazily stumbled to the sofa with his legs spread while watching whatever the hell the two were doing when sanzu finally woke up from his fantasies, fly high sanzu🕊🕊

ran leaned in to whisper to you when you secretly recorded the fight, asking why you finally offered sanzu a place to lay when you didn't let him lay between when he asked you so many times. you looked over at him with your mischevious eyes and he knows damn well he needs to do more than just asking.

extra!!:

"WAAAHH Y/N THEY BULLIED ME !!" you don't if sanzu's faking his loud crying or not with tears begin to slip past his cheek when he pointed at the haitanis and rindou had no shame in admitting what he done when his older brother blinked in confusion.

you tried to hold in any chortles or laughter coming out because the pink boy had his worst when rindou bent his leg over his head while muttering how he should've killed sanzu from day one. you held out your arms and he immediately flopped you to the coach when he pushed and smothered into your scent.

the haitanis still don't why you adore that crazed man baby who likes killing people and making them confess their crimes, you said you found it really annoyingly cute that's why you had haru in your arms who nibbled on you like a baby.

just hope that the treatment with haru doesn't go on and on and you actually do something about it instead of kissing his tears away and cuddled with him.

kakucho

he feels disrespectful to how much staring he does to you on a daily basis

the way you walk, your hips popping and the curve of your hip dips makes him go crazy

he wonders if he could just hold onto your waist or just touch onto your hips, he might faint touching the roughness of your stretch marks as if he's been blessed by pure heaven

he's obsessed with how you present yourself to the others

if only he was a little more bolder, he could admire it closer if he just asked (?)

"have you taken an interest in y/n, kaku?" ran's eyes glanced at kakucho's hard staring at your crossed legs and he stopped, scoffing at ran's word but the older haitani had a plan up his sleeves.

y/n sat nearby kokonoi's table doing their own thing, looking like a sweet thing that had kakucho's glued on them that ran couldn't help pointing it out and it didn't help kakucho's poor heart when mikey suddenly interrupted the conversation.

"kakucho, please assist y/n on where's they want to go at the moment" it made kakucho perk up, startled by the sudden job of bodyguard and he looked back at ran who winked at him. no no no this isn't what he wanted, what was he planning?

it's annoying on how this puppy crush of his grew even more worse, your whole personality draws him towards you, making him feel like a kid again because of how nonchalant you are with him. he felt laidback being with you is like the calm after a storm with his work and shenanigans in bonten.

he watched from a distance when you looked over the things on your list, kakucho also gathered some of the things you wanted into a little basket and cancelling some out so you didn't have to get them anymore and you thanked him with your pretty smile.

he scanned the area around him and held himself back from punching when this one creepo think they're being sleak with how they kept eyeing you, kakucho either think he was a pick pocket or a flirt but he kept a good metres away from him to see what he was doing but he was ready to turn towards you if they got any closer.

you turned towards kakucho, waving your hand to come to you and he immediately went, feeling more pissed off towards the person creeping in on you slowly but he felt your rough palm on the skin of his wrist wrapping it around your waist. he unconsciously squeezed around you, pulling you close as he shot a nasty glare towards the person who backed off, seeing the intense look from the half blind which they didn't dare messing with.

you both walk away, heading towards the counter as you laughed behind the palm of you hand; still in position of kakucho tightly holding onto your waist where he panicked when he realized how hard he's latching onto you.

"hah~ you're so-"

still choking on your laughter, he akwardly shuffles to the side in embarassment and it added more fuel to the fire when he remembered how he held your waist and he excused himself before combusting in front of you and went away for a few seconds.

you have to say but you gotta thank ran for this plan, even if the creepo appeared out of nowhere, atleast you got to see how bonten nunber 3 reacts to his dream coming true~

kokonoi

he mostly admires you in silence and gets distracted if he ever talks to somebody

just his eyes trailing down every curve on your body and just daydreams about them (as in like cuddling pls)

the other executives would notice how his eyes are always on you in every meeting youre in and would tease him about it when you leave the room like ran would comment 'so thats where your head was this whole time hm?'

kokonoi love your pictures, he feels creepy stalking your pictures but he can't help but gush into the palm of his hand of your stunning you look, you make him faint whenever you had suprise pictures of you in dresses and he feel like his whole body is on fire.

ran taps the head of his pen to the temple of kokonoi's head and he slams his phone down and put on a poker face, it faltering when he clenched his teeth already knowing what's coming. ran sneered to how much of a simp he was and flicked the back of his head, pointing towards the door of his office; telling him any moment you're gonna come by and koko swats his hand away, knowing the haitani was just teasing him but his eyes nearly bulged out when you actually swung by.

all sleepy and dreamy like, his heart getting squeezed and the older haitani patting you towards koko who unexpectantly had you in your lap, your weight tapping him out of his daydreams as you hugged him tighter.

"my my, tired baby ain't ya?" he put on his proper poker face he got from the back of his desk, trying not to falter when you sleepily ranted on how work was terribly tiring and he patted your back shakily, not wanting to push you off due to extreme nervousness. he joked with you telling that he could just pay you easily if you work under him and you pushed his chest with your head bonk .

"ywou drhon just-mphm-hrmm" him heating up to how close with you works because he was the best heat warmer you could ask for, he felt bad for moving you to the coach but he just needed a comfortable position for you sleep in because you sitting on him? naaah, he's a puddle by the end of it.

the urge to take a picture was really strong so he took out his phone and angle his phone down to catch your drool slipping out of you and smiled feverishly to how dorky you looked.

koko felt like he could fuck up more of his feelings staring at your sleeping face, he rubbed his finger on your fat cheek you smooshed onto the coach and shifted a little in your sleep to adjust the blanket more closer to you. koko's touches were hesitant, didn't want to be a pervert when all he did was touch your soft cheek.

he wanted to just hold you close to his chest and have you against him but his prickling anxiety said otherwise, his awful thoughts and stubborness entertaining the shit out of him. you nearly give him a heart attack when one of your eyes open when he wanted to take his second picture and you latched onto his wrist. koko squawked and you couldn't help but burst out in guffaws to how panicked he looked when you caught him.

if anyone saw this scene, koko surely would die of embarassment and he'll dig his grave himself but unfortunely he will eventually when the blinking red of somebody's recording was capturing every moment of it.

haitani brothers

the duo who makes you nervous with their hard stares on you

these two are also pretty touchy so it's dangerous when they're handsy with one of your body parts

rindou are obsessed with your chubbiness, poking it just to see his finger bounce back; comedically

he loves being close with you because you're so squishy??? the type of guy who plays with your squishiness like you're a stress toy and holds himself back from biting

you're the greatest fridge or heat bag on the off days he haves, just wrapped up in blankets and you makes him sleep like a baby

as discussed earlier, ran wants to his head between your thighs; don't be suprised when one day he felt like he should get killed by them and you reject his acceptance towards death

he's a leg man and likes sleeping on your lap or kissing them or he just does anything with them (if you don't mind)

you just gotta remember these two are menaces right next to sanzu cause they'll bother you about it like forever if they can

after seeing the endless babying of sanzu, rindou turns to his brother who was lost in his thoughts and tapped his shoulder with the back of his hand. he lifted his eybrow, needing a response to how quiet he became and ran gave him a sly smile.

"you look at y/n like you wanna eat them up" ran shrugged, placing his elbow on rindou's shoulder as he slipped a comment on how he can eat y/n in other ways while rindou scrunched up in disgust. sanzu then emerged right next to rindou, telling them to give their report; damn well distracted when you started brushing and massaging his head a few moments ago.

rindou pointed towards the window, telling sanzu to fetch the files in his car while 'lightly' threatening him to buy another cake for him and the pink haired boy waved him off as if his threatening didn't give him flashbacks to how rindou almost squeezed his organs out of his ribcage when he looked at the empty plate.

when sanzu disappeared out of the house, rindou pulled you by the waist and onto his lap. squeezing your fat and kissing up your neck, he grazed a sweet spot but you swatted him telling him what's gotten into him. ran lay his head on your lap and looked like a satisfied brat when you look back at him then his brother all confused like.

rindou couldn't spare anymore time so he whispered in your ear, telling how much of a nuisance his older brother was and pleaded you to let him do what he wished to do. ran quirked his eyebrows, leaning up to kiss you while you teased him more by placing a finger on his lips.

"using your brother as a way to get me to do your thing instead of asking me in the nicest way? how cruel haitani, don't you know how torturous it is for your brother to put up with you?"

he smirks, knowing how much of a tease you were and feigned his sigh. rindou clamped his hands over this ears to not hear whatever the hell is this and tilted his head comfortably on your neck.

you shifted off rindou's lap, letting the man going after your sweet self place his head on your tummy as he happily shifts himself to a tiny nap to wait for sanzu to get back from whatever he got himself into because they could hear him shouting at the phone when he was unlocking the car door.

you looked over at rindou and placed a finger on your lips, smiling with your eyes closed when you don't want to disturb his sleeping brother in bliss.

ran just doesn't need to know rindou had his many turns sleeping with you this week compared to him~

mikey

he likes sleeping on you, his titled pillow he seeks for at the end of the day

he usually goes to you whenever he has a hard time sleeping and you try your best to advice him on how he should take care od his eyebags and weak body

he likes listening to your whispering before he goes to sleep so he asks you to talk more (command maybe)

"mikey..?"

"mph?"

"please i need to get up"

he uses your entire body as a pillow to swing his leg over ._. . from the very start, he makes you worried that you might've done or said something wrong to him but his thoughts were completely filled with how he can melt into you and be a handy pillow for him if he can't sleep easily.

to break the ice of what he thinks of you, you hummed quietly and awfully close to him on why he was staring at you but he completley dodges the question, rather he wants to show you why he's staring so he asks if he can touch you. he was uo close and personal on the first into with you but he didn't have bad intentions.. because afterwards you were legit cradling him.

sanzu was raising his eyebrows teasingly when their boss was sound asleep on your shoulder and you run your hands to his hair while glaring at sanzu to not make any noise. kakucho tried putting a straight face on but it's complelety leaving him when he heard his boss sleep talk.

he was babbling nonsense to you which you tried to reply to him but his mouth was jammed shut because there was some point where he got mad at you for not replying and sanzu was rolling on the floor and kakucho had to walk out to laugh with sanzu, dragging the pink hair out of the office. you cooed at him to relax instead of thrashing back and forth and he stopped, planting his face into your neck which makes you feel really tickled.

you're just grateful he's getting some sleep and you kissed him good night and a faint smile shows up on his face when you hugged him tight.

(and the other executives in the other room cracking up about mikey and you NSBJSBD)

akashi

he likes carrying you, stealing you away from the other executive when they're disturbing you

you can't feel insecure with this man because he was the dirtiest way with his words that he whispers to you that can turn any guy or girl red

he'll surely gouge out any prying eyes that mock or stare at you for too long

"why cat got your tongue?" your mouth agape when he was busy doing pushups on the mat and his back muscles flex even more when you came by, the smirk on his face didn't help making you flustered while you sat near him. panicking on the inside, he stopped for a water break and sat next to you.

you prayed to not shake so visibly becaue this hot ass man right now makes you lose all sense of human nature with how big he was, he placed his bottle down and shifted closer to you. bending down a little to arch his back to crack a little, he said he needed you on his back for his pushups. he can easily see the confusion you had on your face and he chuckled, getting up to begin and he usher you to start climbing on his back.

"cmonnn~ i'm strong, you're afraid i'll drop you?"

this man wanted a death wish but you think you'll die first because of how much of a tease he was, his back was kinda comfortable so you tugged on him like a koala, he called you needy and he says he's right you'll enjoy it. enjoy what exactly? too scared to ask this man because of the potential of a heart attack.

it becomes a daily thing to be honest, just having you on his back to flex off his strength that you were impressed that he didn't break and kept his composure. he held you close or carries you on his back cause he wants to, running away from the others who were fighting over you.he was a dangerous man because he could easily take your breath away with how secretive he is.

heck, i think he just did.

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what do u think ab an au where the vp takes in kids with radiant abilities to train them as the "future" of valorant

this idea's kinda scuffed af bc idk much ab the lore actually i'm still confused ab kingdom n earth but i just want an excuse to see the agents babysitting chaotic kids with powers LMAOAoadjdj

IM NOT GONNA LIE THAT WOULD SOUND SUPER CUTE LMAO RADIANT BABY DAYCARE,,,, also this is a perfect excuse to put my headcanons about which of the agents are the best with kids

parents. like, literal parents dude

brimstone. he is the first immediate thing that comes to mind when i think of parenting. i mean look at the way he talks to the rest of the agents, you can't tell me he won't do well with kids

CYPHER!!! bro cypher would LOVE kids,,,,i hc he was really excited to be a dad but nora kinda died with his unborn baby so,, yknow he has that yearning feeling and he kinda projects that nature onto the younguns. he may be super secretive and shifty but you can tell he cares for them and would love to have children running around the base

sage!! sage radiates this energy of warmth and comfort and security, you'll always feel safe with her so she'd be wonderful with children :]] she won't hesitate to be strict if needed though so just make sure to stay on her good side unless,,, "YOUR HOMEWORK IS NOT OVER!!!"

reyna. surprisingly. although she isn't as much a parent as the rest of them, she wILL break someone's arm for a kid. she may be very murderous but kids might be her soft spot (glances vaguely at her little sister)

tbh i see her as the kind of caretaker that'll let her kid do awful things lmao

"miss reyna can i say a curse word ple a se ,,,"

"of course, cariño."

"FUCK!!!!"

okay at it/awkward but trying

omen. omen isn't sure how to interact with children,,,, like, i headcanon he scares them away a lot

if one of them happens to be NOT scared?? *immediately imprints*

i think the most he'd do while watching over children is just sit there with his knitting needles and grunt Menacingly whenever they start causing trouble

viper. viper also scares kids away, understandably so, but she does have this maternal nature despite her scary aura (exhibit a: duality)

i headcanon she actually dislikes children and tries to avoid them as much as possible but will be incREDIBLY protective if they're threatened

yoru. he finds kids annoying. but if he were put in a situation where he HAD to keep an eye on them he'd probably try

just a little bit

as a treat

he'll call them brats or something lmAO what a bitch

unless one of them calls him cool and feeds his ego

then yeah he'll love them lol

imagine yoru going into his rift and picking the kid up to make it look like they're flying

a parent? maybe not, it's really not something on his list of ideals. but a big brother figure? sure! it means he gets to bully tease children to his heart’s content

sova. sova is okay at babysitting. he’s very quiet though so the kids usually get bored with him

he’s quick to straighten them up if they’re misbehaving

maybe he’ll tell fairy tales about the mountains or something

*deep thick russian voice* “When I was still living with my babushka in the frigid mountains of the North,”

babysitters at most

jett. jett seems like the cool babysitter who lets you do anything and everything lmao,, stay up past your bedtime?? sure thing. snacks before dinner?? hell yeah. you want her to show you her cool spinny wind trick?? of course!!

raze! raze gives off the vibes of the girl next door who everyone in the neighborhood knows and loves. she probably hung out with the kids in her town a lot and would draw with them, make music with them, etc. very big sister vibes 10/10 just don't let her have explosives around them

ASTRA!!! astra astra astra i bet she’d be the type to give piggy back rides and make little stardust confetti to wow them with!! she’ll sing songs and read stories and maybe do little puppet shows for them  

skye would do great with kids! she’s strong enough to catch up to them during vigorous games of tag and she’d let them pet her tiger

her animals love the kids too

imagine taz lying on his back as they pet his belly and hawko perching on top of their heads

haha! *slowly pulls them away from the children*

breach. i dont know about you guys but if you left him with a kid he would lose them in like 1.5 minutes

“what? they’re tiny, you think i’d notice?”

bro he is such a fucking bully he’d punt a kid across a football field

i guess he’d let them sit on his giant bionic shoulders but thats it

phoenix.

says he has it under control

does NOT have it under control

“alright, fam! leave it to me, i can handle some younguns-”

*burns down the entire hq after trying to show them a trick*

killjoy. bro she would use them for her experiments without batting an eye

“KILLJOY WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THE KIDS”

“testing the sensor range of my turret!! :DD relax, it won’t hurt them- they’re wearing helmets!”

“KILLJOY THEY’RE WRAPPED IN BUBBLE WRAP I DON’T THINK THAT’S HUMANE”

kay/o.

i dunno man i don’t think he’d even know what to do with kids

also he might accidentally break their spine if they wanted a hug lmao

he won’t hurt them on purpose but this is just,,,a safety measure

k would do great with kids though :]] big friendly guy

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