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This brings me back, such a wholesome comic :3

Had this dumb little comic on the backburner for a while. Caine lets them experience the collective memory of childhood whimsy :3c

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😭😭 need Monster trio (separately) x pregnant reader. all fluffy

like their reaction and how would they be during it 😓

but if u dont want to just ignore this!

Pregnant 🫵

how would they react at your pregnancy?

characters: luffy, zoro, sanji

words count: around 0.5k - 0.8k each

next part: 🫵 into labor - 🫵 made him a dad

masterlist || ao3 || ko-fi

── .✦ Monkey D. Luffy:

The sea breeze is warm as you stand on the Sunny’s deck, heart racing. Luffy is lying nearby, hands behind his head, smiling at the sky. His straw hat rests on his face, rising and falling with his steady breaths.

You swallow hard. This is it.

You walk up to him and poke his cheek “Luffy.”

His nose scrunches up, and he lifts his hat just enough to peek at you “Hmm?”

You sit down next to him. Your hands shake a little. He notices. His hat slides off his face completely, and he blinks at you “What’s wrong?”

You take a deep breath “I… I have something to tell you.”

Luffy sits up fast. His eyes are wide, full of curiosity “Oh! Is it something cool?!”

You let out a small laugh “Yeah… really cool.” You reach for his hand and place it gently over your stomach. “Luffy, I’m pregnant.”

He stares at you. Blinks once. Then twice. His fingers twitch against your belly.

Then— “WHAAAAAAT?!” he jumps up so fast that he nearly topples over. His hands flail before gently grabbing your shoulders “Really?! A baby?! OUR baby?!”

You nod, laughing at his reaction “Yeah.”

Luffy’s grin stretches wider than you’ve ever seen. He wraps his arms around you, squeezing tight “This is awesome!! I’m gonna be a dad?!” he pulls back, eyes sparkling “Wait, wait—does this mean there’s a tiny me in there?! Like—super tiny?!”

You giggle “Kind of.”

Luffy gasps dramatically “That’s so weird—but so cool!!” he crouches down and presses his ear against your belly, pouting “Oi, baby! Can you hear me? I’m your dad! Your super cool, super strong dad!”

You ruffle his hair “It’s too early for them to hear you, Luffy.”

He sits back, looking thoughtful. Then he beams again “I gotta tell everyone!!” Before you can stop him, he takes a deep breath and then—

“GUUUUYS! (Y/N) HAS A BABY IN HER BELLY!”

Footsteps thunder across the ship as the crew comes running. Nami facepalms, Zoro groans, Sanji faints, Usopp starts panicking, and Chopper yells something about medical checkups.

Luffy just sits there, hands on your stomach, grinning like he’s just found the One Piece.

Months Later

Luffy is… something else during your pregnancy.

He pokes your belly every day, fascinated by how it grows “It’s getting huge!!” he exclaims one morning, eyes wide “Are you sure there’s only one baby in there?!”

He steals extra food from Sanji’s kitchen and piles it on your plate “Eat! The baby needs to be strong, like me!”

He refuses to let you do anything dangerous “No fights! No running! No carrying heavy stuff! That’s my job now!” He puffs out his chest making you smile softly at him “Captain’s orders!”

At night, he talks to your belly in a serious tone “Okay, listen, baby. When you come out, we’re gonna have so much fun! I’ll show you how to stretch like me! And how to eat tons of meat! And we’ll go on super cool adventures!”

One night, as you lay in bed, his arms wrapped protectively around you, he mumbles sleepily “Love you. Both of you.”

Your heart melts. You smile, placing your hand over his “Love you too, Luffy.”

He grins even in his sleep, dreaming of the greatest adventure yet, being a dad.

── .✦ Roronoa Zoro:

The evening air is warm as you stand on the deck of the Thousand Sunny, watching the ocean waves. Your heart beats fast, but not from battle or danger, but from the words you need to say.

Behind you, Zoro trains like always. His swords cut through the air with sharp precision, muscles flexing as he moves. His brows furrow in focus, sweat dripping down his forehead.

You take a deep breath. Now or never.

“Zoro”

He stops mid-swing, turning to you “Huh?” His tone is rough, but his gaze softens when he sees your expression “Something wrong?”

You step closer, gripping the hem of your shirt. Your nerves make your fingers twitch, but you push through. You have to tell him.

“…I need to tell you something important.”

Zoro sheaths his swords, sensing your seriousness. He crosses his arms “Yeah?”

You swallow. Then, carefully, you take his hand and place it over your stomach.

“I’m pregnant...”

Silence.

Zoro doesn’t move. Doesn’t blink. It’s like the words haven’t registered yet. His hand rests on your stomach, fingers barely pressing into the fabric of your shirt.

“…What?” His voice is quiet, actually too quiet for him.

You squeeze his hand “We’re having a baby, Zoro.”

His breath catches. He stares at you, eyes flicking between your face and where his hand rests on your stomach. His fingers twitch slightly. A baby. His baby.

Then, suddenly, you’re lifted off the ground.

“Zoro—!” you laugh as he picks you up effortlessly, holding you close. His grip is firm but careful, like you’re the most precious thing in the world.

When he finally sets you down, his hands linger on your arms, steadying you. His face is unreadable for a second, and then a smirk.

“Tch. Guess I really have to get stronger now.”

You raise an eyebrow “Why?”

Zoro’s smirk softens just a little. His thumb brushes your stomach lightly “To protect both of you.”

Your heart swells. He’s serious.

You press your forehead against his “You’re already strong enough, idiot.”

Zoro scoffs “There’s no such thing.”

Then, after a pause, he mutters “…Are you okay?”

The question is so simple, but the weight behind it makes your eyes sting.

You nod “Yeah. Just… nervous.”

Zoro’s arms tighten around you “Me too.”

You pull back slightly, surprised “You? The great Roronoa Zoro? Nervous?”

He clicks his tongue “Tch. This is different” he glances at your stomach “Fights, enemies, swords—I know how to handle those. But this?” His hand brushes your belly again, softer this time “This is new.”

You smile, lacing your fingers with his “We’ll figure it out together.”

He exhales, like a weight has lifted from his chest “Yeah.”

And for the first time in a long time, Zoro doesn’t feel lost at all.

Months Later

Zoro is the most overprotective person ever.

He watches you like a hawk. If you so much as sigh, he’s next to you in a second.

“You okay?”

You roll your eyes “Yes, Zoro. For the hundredth time, I’m fine.”

He grumbles but doesn’t stop hovering.

He always refuses to let you lift anything.

You reach for a barrel and then “Put that down.”

You try to carry plates from the kitchen and he goes “I got it.”

You bend down to pick up a book, Zoro glares and “What did I just say?”

He even walks with you everywhere.

“You don’t have to follow me to the bathroom.”

“What if you trip?”

“Zoro.”

“…What if an enemy attacks?”

You groan, but he just folds his arms and stays put.

He also naps closer to you now.

Zoro still sleeps a lot, but now he always makes sure to be near you. Some days, he dozes off with his head on your lap, his arm draped over your growing belly.

You run your fingers through his hair, feeling his slow, steady breathing. He won’t say it out loud, but you know he’s nervous, and this is how he comforts himself.

One time, you catch him talking to your stomach when he thinks you’re asleep.

“You better not kick too hard in there… Your mom needs to sleep” His voice is quiet but gruff. Then, after a long pause, he adds, “…Can’t wait to meet you, though.”

Your heart melts.

Later that night, you whisper “Are you scared?”

Zoro is silent for a moment. Then, he exhales “A little.”

You lace your fingers with his “Me too.”

He turns his head to look at you, eyes steady “We’ll figure it out.”

You smile “Yeah.”

Zoro presses his forehead against yours “Get some sleep.”

As you drift off, Zoro stays awake a little longer, hand resting on your belly.

For the first time, he’s facing a future he can’t predict, a battle he can’t train for.

But he knows one thing for sure—he will always protect you. And your child.

No matter what.

── .✦ Vinsmoke Sanji:

The smell of fresh bread and sizzling butter fills the Thousand Sunny’s kitchen as you sit at the counter, watching Sanji move. He hums to himself while stirring a pot, completely in his element. His blonde hair falls over his eyes, but he doesn’t seem to care.

You take a deep breath, heart racing. It’s time to tell him.

“Sanji...” you say softly.

He turns instantly, smiling “Yes, my love? Dinner will be ready soon.”

You shake your head “I… need to tell you something first.”

Sanji notices your serious tone and wipes his hands on a towel before walking over “What is it, sweetheart?” He tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, concern in his ocean-blue eyes.

You take his hand and press it against your stomach.

“I’m pregnant”

Sanji freezes.

His fingers twitch slightly against your belly, his usual smooth confidence suddenly gone. His mouth opens, but no words come out. His cigarette almost falls from his lips.

“…What?” his voice is barely a whisper.

You smile nervously “We’re having a baby.”

Sanji stares at you, his eyes wide. Then—

THUMP.

His legs give out, and he falls to his knees in front of you. His hands stay on your stomach as he looks up, completely overwhelmed.

“You’re… serious?” His voice shakes “I—I’m going to be a father?”

You nod, tears prickling in your eyes “Yeah.”

A sharp inhale. Then, suddenly, Sanji buries his face against your stomach, arms wrapping around you so gently, as if he’s afraid to break you.

“Mon amour… I don’t even know what to say” he murmurs, voice thick with emotion. You feel his breath against your skin, warm and shaky “This is the greatest gift you could ever give me.”

You stroke his hair, heart swelling “So… you’re happy?”

Sanji pulls back slightly, grinning through tears “Happy? (Y/N), I feel like I just won the whole damn world.”

Then, his hands cup your cheeks, and he kisses you—soft, deep, full of love.

“Wait—!” He pulls away suddenly, eyes wide “You need food! Proper nutrition! I need to—” He rushes toward the kitchen, grabbing ingredients at lightning speed “I’ll make you something right now—no, I’ll make ten meals—no, twenty! The baby needs to eat too!”

You laugh, watching him run around in a panicked, love-struck frenzy.

Sanji is going to be the best dad.

Months Later

Sanji is the most devoted, doting, over-the-top partner ever.

He refuses to let you do anything.

You try to stand up? He’s already pulling out a chair for you.

You reach for a glass? It’s in your hand before you can blink.

You sigh in the heat? He’s fanning you immediately.

“Sanji, I’m pregnant, not broken” you groan.

“My love, you are carrying our child!” He places a dramatic hand over his heart “I refuse to let you lift a single finger!”

Sanji cooks nonstop for you.

“Here, sweetheart, eat this.”

“Sanji, I just ate five minutes ago—”

“The baby might still be hungry!”

He talks to your belly constantly.

“Hello, little one! This is your father speaking.” He presses a kiss to your stomach “I hope you’re nice and comfortable in there. When you come out, I’ll make you the most delicious food in the world!”

Then, more seriously, he whispers “And I’ll take care of you. You and your mother. Forever.”

Your eyes tear up every time.

At night, Sanji holds you close, his hand resting protectively over your growing belly.

“You should sleep” you murmur, noticing he’s still awake.

“I’m just… thinking” he admits.

“About what?”

Sanji sighs softly “I never thought I’d have this,” he says “A family. Someone to love… and now, both of you.” He presses a gentle kiss to your forehead. “It’s like a dream.”

You smile, lacing your fingers with his “Then let’s make it the best dream ever.”

Sanji chuckles, pulling you even closer “Oui, mon amour.”

As you drift off, you feel his lips brush against your stomach once more.

And you know, without a doubt Sanji will love this baby with everything he has.

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🩰🩷Sora Masterlist

Sora's Character Profile(Sanjis daughter)

Papa Sanji Headcanons (with Sora)

Sora + Crew Headcanons (Luffy, Usopp, and Zoro)

Sora + Crew Headcanons Part II (Franky, Brook, and Jinbe)

Sora + Crew Headcanons Part III (Nami, Robin, and Chopper)

Black leg, soft heart(Sora has a nightmare)

Strawberry clouds (Sora having a bad day)

Black leg & his little girl(Sora and Sanji vs. Every Damn Doubter)

The Day Baratie Went Soft(Zeff meets Sora flashback)

Sora and zeff headcanons

From germa to the sunny (Sora asks Sanji about his past)

Papa sanji and sora a day docked

Sora’s 5th birthday flashback

Another dad (Sora and Usopp)

The day papa got plushied (Sora & Sanji)

Royal bath time on the sunny (Sanji & Sora bedtime routine)

Mornings on the sunny (Sanji & Sora morning routine)

A royal tea party on the sunny (Sanji & Sora)

Strawberries in the sunlight( Sanji & Sora picnic day)

Soba by the sea (Sanji & Sora )

Shortcake Sundays ( Sanji & Sora baking)

A bouquet for the cook with the softest heart(Sora& Sanji - Sora gives Sanji flowers)

The coloring incident (Sanji & Sora - Sanjis threatens a kid for tackling his daughter mid art session)

The sweetest thing he has ever been given (Sanji & Sora - Sanji’s birthday scene)

Pink cape and pirate hearts (Sanji & Sora - matching capes)

The strongest and cutest duo (Sanji & Sora)

No pancakes for you (Sanji & Sora - and the little boy who likes her )

Arts & Crafts afternoon (Sanji & Sora)

All blue , All pink (Sanji & Sora )

The shared bento (Sanji & Sora)

Princess meltdown (Sanji & Sora- Sora had a tantrum and Sanji came to the rescue)

Sora’s jealousy incident (Sanji & Sora - another little girl was being extra nice to sanji and she was not having it )

The candy bunny strikes again (Sanji & Sora playing superhero’s)

A sweet sunny showdown (Sanji & Sora - Sora using her devil fruit power to stop Luffy from taking her snack)

Twirly freaky eyebrows (Sanji & Sora - She was called a freak , he proved she’s a princess)

The Sweetest Thing I’ve Ever Tasted (Sanji & Sora - Sora’s first time she cooked for Sanji)

Tea time for two ( Sanji & Sora talk about their dreams)

The day Sora met Mochi ( She brought back to the ship a tiger , who is the current pet she has now )

Sora’s First Bounty(The Straw Hats react when Sanji’s little girl gets her first bounty—one no one saw coming.)

Bakery justice (Sanji & Sora- Sora taking matters into her own hands)

Sora: Defence system 1

Strawberries, Mochi, and Lambs ( Sanji & Sora - Sanji takes sora on a papa daughter date.)

Pink Pirouette Punishment (Sanji & Sora - Sanjis daughter defends her papa’s cooking)

Strawberry Sandwiches Under The Stars (Sanji & Sora- Sweet moment between sanji and his daughter)

Strawberry keyboards (Sanji & Sora- Sanjis daughter plays the piano)

Bunny bedtime (Sanji & Sora - sanjis puts his daughter to bed)

Bunny mornings (Sanji & Sora - mornings with Sanji and his daughter)

No boyfriends (Sanji & Sora - Sanji & Sora - Sanjis daughter says papa is her only one.)

Loves that never fades (Sanji & Sora - Sanji and his daughter fighting over who loves who more )

No boys allowed (Sanji & Sora - Sanji being the most extra dad threatening any toddler that looks at his 5 year old daughter.)

Firelight & Strawberry Stars (Sanji & Sora - Sanji and his daughter toast marshmallows together)

Midnight rice (Sanji & Sora - Sanjis daughters midnight snack request)

Safest place (Sanji & Sora - Sanji in his peak girl dad energy era)

Uncle Marimo & Strawberry brat duo (Zoro & Sora - Zoro has the softest spot for sanjis daughter)

Papa to the rescue (Sanji & Sora - Sanjis 5 year old daughter has a little butt rash lol)

Not a baby (Sanji & Sora- Sanjis 5 year old daughter getting adorably defensive when getting called a baby)

Bath time on the sunny (Sanji & Sora - Sanjis daughter being adorably mischievous during bath time)

A daughters first love ( Sanji & his 5 year old daughter sora saying she wants to marry her papa)

Papa’s little princess (Sanji takes his 5 year old daughter sora on a papa daughter date)

Papa daughter dance (Sanji & his 5 year old daughter Sora dancing together at a banquet)

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Art Dump of Puddles (TADC OC)

So, here's some more art of Puddles, if you guys wanted to see more or are interested.

Puddle's first attempt at trying to befriend Jax lol

This one's based on that one Roblox meme, you know the one XD

Whole main cast including him, with the theme song!!

Some sketches of him with Pomni and Ragatha, since I stated he has the closest bond with them. (I apologize about how ugly the image placement looks DX)

One of my more recent ones, alternate end scene of Episode 5, cause c'mon, Ragatha really needed someone in that scene :<

Puddles belongs to Me

TADC belongs to Gooseworx, GLITCH Productions

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TRIGGER WARNING: JAX BEING MEEEAAAN DX

Yeah STFU Anon, Jax does whatever he pleases/j

But fr, I saw this on Pinterest and you cannot tell me that Jax wouldn't say something like this

TADC belongs to Gooseworx, GLITCH Productions

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I know, I’ve been gone for quite some time, I’ve been busy on other sites.

Anyway, I LOVE the Hyperpigmentation meme, so I made this. Featuring my TADC OC, Puddles! He’s supposed to be based on those duck games you see at like carnivals, you know like the rubber ducks in a tub or pool of water?

Anyway, Puddles is the youngest member, being just ten years old. He joins the group after the events of Episode 2. As you can guess, he’s very childlike and naive, though he still doesn’t get the fact that he can never leave the circus (in fact, he finds it quite cool) The whole gang (or I should say MOST) acts like a family, having the closest connection to Pomni and Ragatha.

So I’d like to imagine Gangle convinced Puddles to try and draw Zooble. Despite how it came out, they’re still a good sport about it, and encourage Puddles to draw some more :D

Audio not mine

Puddles belongs to Me

TADC belongs to Gooseworx, GLITCH Productions

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Angsty Squid Game comic I made, basically if Sang-woo willingly let Ali win the marbles game. Also, it's kind of hard to draw their hair or get it looking right, DX

Bruuuuuh why couldn't this have happened...omfg

Squid Game © Hwang Dong-hyuk

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Disclaimer: The f slur is being used here, but it's censored. I of course, do no condone or support this kind of behavior, because this takes place in a highschool, and generally I have seen some teens say pretty disrespectful things, I thought it would make sense here.

Based on of course, my headcanon of how Mark would allow Sarah to paint his nails. He even goes to school with them, just to make her happy :>

Unfortunately, that doesn't stop a certain group of boys to humiliate Mark about it. Good thing Cesar's there. And I actually have made a fanfic where Mark and Cesar deal with this group of boys, probably the same ones here, who harass/bully them. They basically make some pretty hurtful and xenophobic remarks towards Cesar, but Mark steps in. Idk if you guys would want to see it uploaded here. If not, I totally understand

The Mandela Catalogue © Alex Kister

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Might as well post this, since yes, I am still an Eddsworld fan (not as big as I used to be, but you know)

How I would basically draw the main 4 boys in my own way, or style, idk

Eddsworld © Edd Gould

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Away From It All (A Mandela Catalogue Fic)

TW: Implied child abuse, plus abusive relationship, swearing

AN: Mark is 16, Cesar is 17, and Sarah is 2. And yes, this is basically how I interpret what led to Mrs. Heathcliff being divorced.

Synopsis: Mark's father drunkenly gets into a fight with his mother. Nervous for himself and Sarah, he takes her with him and stays the night at Cesar's house.

This one's pretty long, so hope you enjoy ^^

Mark was in his bedroom, relaxing in his bed, reading a book that he was currently in the middle of. It was pretty interesting as if plot wise and characters. Everything was going nice and quiet, until he heard a sudden faint sound of a door being open abruptly, almost like it was kicked open. He looked up as he could now hear his mother faintly scolding out his father, it seemed he finally showed up after hours of being absent once again. He sighed, this was something he was used to, so he went back trying to focus on his book, but his heart stopped when he heard what sounded like the smash of glass breaking. His eyes stared back at his closed door, listening as he could hear what sounded like a struggle between his parents, his father yelling and cursing towards his mother. By the sound of it, he was most defiantly drunk. Nervous, he put his book down, unsure if he should check it out, or stay in his room. Some more banter, and he soon heard someone else, a very quiet voice, but fear set in as he realized who. 'Sarah..', he thought. Mark felt himself tense up as he heard the sound of a slap, followed by a small cry, which led to more yelling between the two. Immediately he went over to his bedroom door, and he could hear the small patter of little feet running to his door, before frantic knocking rattled against his door.

"Marky!! Let me in, please!", he heard the terrified plea of his little sister, and he quickly opened the door with no hesitation, seeing a small scared terrified Sarah standing there, quickly running in, and clutching onto her big brother's legs, as he swiftly closed the door and locked it. Mark then bent down and got on his knees, gently reaching for his sister. His heart sank as he saw she was shaking, small tears in her eyes, and alarmingly, there was a sort of fresh bruise on her cheek. "Sarah, what happened? Are you alright?", he asked worriedly, cupping her cheek, trying to get a better look at it. She sniffled a little as she looked down at the floor. "D..daddy...he's..sc..scary..", she mumbled. "I know, Sar-bear, I know..where'd this bruise come from?", he asked. She looked a little confused, and he sighed. He gently pointed to the bruise. "Where'd the boo-boo come from?", he corrected, and she got it. "D..daddy...he..really mad..", she whimpered. Mark immediately felt a sense of anger and worry, his eyes glanced at the door as he could hear more of the commotion outside. "YOU THINK YOU CAN TELL ME WHAT TO DO, BITCH?! I'M THE MAN OF THIS FUCKING HOUSE! YOU DON'T MEAN OR DO SHIT!" Sarah winced more at their father's outburst. Mark felt nothing but anger towards his father, not just at how he was treating their mother, but also he couldn't believe he would even have the audacity to hurt his own sister. But what was more important was the well-being of his sister, she was his number one priority.

Mark turned back, as tears spilled down Sarah's cheeks, small sobs escaped her mouth. "Marky...I..I'm scared..", she whimpered, flinching when she hears their father raise his voice some more. Mark quickly pulled her into a hug, her tiny hands clutching onto his hoodie. "I know, Sar-bear. It's okay..I'm here. Everything's gonna be okay..shhhhh.." He rocked his body a bit as he continued to hold his sister, listening to her soft cries. It broke his heart to hear his baby sister crying, and he felt like she couldn't stay in such a currently unsafe environment for much longer. He was also worried about his mother, but because Sarah was so young, he knew that he had to keep her safe right now. He glanced over at his desk, now seeing the phone sitting on top. It now hit him, Cesar! Maybe they could leave temporarily and stay over at his best friend's house! Mark really didn't want to get Cesar involved in this mess, and he felt kind of bad, but he also didn't want Sarah to be in the same place as their father, so he made up his mind. He picked Sarah up, gently placing her on his bed. "Marky..?", she asked. "Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere, I got an idea..", he said, stroking her hair. "Just stay there, okay? This won't take long.." Sarah nodded and watched as Mark went over to his desk, picking up the phone and dialing Cesar's number.

Mark waited impatiently as the busy line sound rang for a few seconds, he silently prayed over and over again in his head that Cesar or at least his mother would pick up. Finally, his tenseness was replaced with relief as he heard the sound of the phone picking up, and the familiar voice of his best friend. "Mark? Hey! Que pasa, amigo?", Cesar said. Mark smiled a little, before breathing in. "Hey man, uh..I have a favor to ask..if it's okay?" "Oh, sure, Mark! What is it?" Mark glanced over at the door, hearing more of his dad's drunken rage, then to Sarah, who had surrounded herself by his covers, seemingly as a protective shell, before taken a deep breath. "Uh..is it alright if..me and Sarah could spend the night at your place tonight?" Cesar raised an eyebrow, leaning against the small table. "Oh, well..ciertamente, Mark! Is is alright if I ask why..?" "Yeah..my..dad's drunk and..he's fighting my mom..", he paused, as he could practically feel the shock on Cesar's face through the phone. "It's..really bad, he's never done this before...he even hurt Sarah..slapped her likely.." Cesar let out a small gasp, worry setting into him. "Oh, Mark I'm so sorry! Is the little senorita alright? Are you alright?" Mark nodded. "Yeah, she's here with me, in my room. I'm okay too.." Sarah looked over at her brother, still keeping herself hidden in the blankets. "I'm afraid Dad's anger might get worse..and I don't want him possibly harming Sarah any further, so I thought we need to get away for awhile. Again, you're okay with us coming over?" "Oh, of course, Mark! Absolutamente! Please, hurry over as quick as you can, I'll let my mama know.." Mark nodded again, a small smile. "Great, okay. Thanks, Cesar. You're a lifesaver." "It's no trouble, Mark. Please get here okay and safely, I'll see you in a bit?" The two then said their goodbyes, and Mark hung up. He quickly went over to his closet, getting out his suitcase, swiftly packing some stuff, before looking over at Sarah.

"We're leaving, alright Sarah? We're gonna spend the night at Cesar's, we'll be safe there, okay?" Sarah nodded a little. She was a bit excited to hear that, she always enjoyed being around Cesar. "Okay, come with me..", he said, zipping up the bag, going over to the bed. "We're gonna get some stuff from your room, then I'm gonna go check on Mom quickly, then we'll go, okay?" "No!", Sarah cried, hugging her brother's legs. "Daddy may hurt you!" He once again stroked her hair. "I'll be okay, Sar-bear, don't worry. Come on, we gotta hurry.." Sarah reluctantly obliged, following him as they quickly went into her room, Mark allowed her to bring anything that she wanted, including her stuffed animals. Zipping up, he got up as he peeked out the hallway. "Okay, I'm just gonna go see if Mom's okay. You go to the front door. I'll be there in no time, okay?", he assured. Sarah still looked scared, but nodded slightly as she did as she was told. Mark quickly went down the hall, suddenly taken aback when he ran into his mother. "Mom! Are you okay?", he urgently asked, and she nodded, though there were several cuts and bruises on her body and face. She kept looking back, nervous that her husband would turn around the corner any moment. "Mom, listen to me.", Mark said, trying to speak as quickly as he possibly could. "Me and Sarah are going to Cesar's for the night, I don't want her getting hurt because of Dad. You on the other hand, go into your bedroom, lock the door, and call the police. Please, just do it..", he urged. Mrs. Heathcliff took a second to process everything that she heard, a small noise escaped her mouth, before she nodded. "Ah.o..okay, I will. Please, be careful Mark, and be safe, please?", she pleaded. He nodded, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. "I will, I love you.", he said, before quickly making his way down the hall, over to the front door. "I love you too..", Mrs. Heathcliff said, before quickly making her way to her room.

Sarah was waiting there, nervously hiding behind one of the potted plants, in case her dad came by, but luckily he didn't. Mark quickly went over, scooping up Sarah, and opening the door. "Okay, let's go, we're gonna be okay..", he whispered as he closed the door, going to the car, and quickly placing Sarah in her seat, buckling her up, then going to the wheel. "Is..is mommy okay..?", Sarah asked nervously, as Mark slumped his suitcase aside in the seat next to him, adjusting the rearview mirror. "Yes, Mommy's okay, don't worry.", he reassured, pulling out of the driveway. It took a few minutes, but they eventually arrived at the Torres household. Wasting no time, Mark got out, got his suitcase, and took Sarah into his arms, going over to the front door, ringing the door bell. It didn't even take a second, before the door opened, Cesar and his mother already there with concerned looks.

"Mark! Sarah, oh, I'm so glad you guys made it okay!", Cesar said. "Please please, come in, carinos", Mrs. Torres urged, the two stepped aside as they let Mark in. He gently put Sarah down, and Mrs. Torres immediately went over to her. "Oh mi mija..are you alright, honey?", she asked as she bent down, checking her around, before her eyes widened a bit at the bruise on her cheek. Sarah just looked confused and unsure, not just because of the situation, but also she had no idea what Mrs. Torres said to her at the beginning. Cesar closed the door as Mark sighed. "Thanks again dude...really, you have no idea how grateful I am..", Mark said, and Cesar smiled a little, nodding. "Claro esta! You're more than welcome at our house, amigo! Really though, are you okay? He didn't hurt you, did he, hermano?", he asked, getting a bit closer. Mark shook his head. "No..I'm fine...still a little shaken..but it's fine..we're safe.." Mrs. Torres turned her head to look at Mark. "Is your mother alright, dear?", she asked, worry in her voice. "I told her to lock herself in the bedroom and call the cops before I left, I'm sure she's probably okay..though she did have small bruises and cuts.." "Oh, the poor woman..bless her.." Cesar sighed, as he shifted his hands in his pockets. "I can't believe someone could just do that..it's terrible..", he muttered. "I know, bebe. Such an awful man, he should be ashamed of himself..", Mrs. Torres scolded. "Que cabron...pedazo de mierda..", she muttered. Mark was just glad Sarah could not really understand Spanish that good, he glanced over at Cesar, knowing he was probably thinking the same too.

Mrs. Torres turned back to Sarah, then Mark. "Are any of you hungry? Have you eaten something yet? I could make you two something, whatever you want..", she asked, concern laced in her voice. Mark was about to speak, but he stopped himself. He really didn't want Mrs. Torres to go through all that work, but then again, he was pretty hungry, and he knew Sarah defiantly had to be too. "You don't have to make anything big for me...maybe just a sandwich..", Mark said. "Can..can I have...mac and cheese..?", Sarah asked, playing with her fingers a bit. Mrs. Torres smiled down at her. "Of course, honey." "I'll help you, mama..", Cesar offered, stepping towards her. "Gracias bebe, come along..", she motioned, and the four went into the kitchen. Mrs. Torres sat Mark and Sarah at the table, while she went over to prepare the food, Cesar following her. Mark helped Sarah onto the chair, she looked over at him as half her face was hidden behind the table. "Everything's alright now, Sarah..we're safe here..", Mark reassured once more, and the little girl simply nodded. Still convinced she's wasn't really completely calm, Mark brought her chair closer to him, then brought Sarah closer him, allowing her to rest against him, all while he softly stroked her hair, helping her relax a little more, all while the food was cooking.

"Dinner's ready!", Mrs. Torres announced, setting the bowl of macaroni in front of Sarah, who looked excited, and Cesar handed Mark the sandwich, which he took with a thankful smile. "Do you want anything to drink, honey? We have juice..", Mrs. Torres started. "Juice please!", Sarah immediately said, already grabbing her fork. "Haha, okay okay..Mark?" "Oh no, I'm good, it's fine, Mrs. Torres.", he assured. Cesar sat down next to him as they both watched Sarah wolf down the mac and cheese, the two couldn't help but laugh at the sight. "Jeez! Take it easy, Sar-bear!", Mark chuckled, playfully patting her back. "She's just like us, alright..when we were little..", Cesar joked. Mrs. Torres handed her the juice, and she gulped that down immediately too. Mrs. Torres chuckled. "My goodness! Una chica tan hambrienta!" As the Heathcliff siblings finished, Mark grabbed a small napkin, wiping at Sarah's face. "Thanks for the food, Mrs. Torres." "De nada, dear. Don't ever worry about asking me for something, I'm always happy to help out." Mark and Cesar helped clean up, putting the dishes away, before turning back to the table. Sarah let out a small yawn, feeling herself starting to get a bit tired. "Getting sleepy, Sar-bear?", Mark chuckled, ruffling her hair a bit. "Actually..I'm pretty tired too...I think we're both gonna go to sleep.", he then said, stretching a bit. "Alright, dear. Cesar, would you please show them to the guest beds?", Mrs. Torres asked. "Of course, mama..come on, amigos."

Leading them into the guest room with it's own bathroom, Mark helped Sarah change into her pajamas, letting her get her stuffed animals she brought, while he got ready for bed in the bathroom. He left, helping Sarah on one of the beds, before going to sit on the other one. "If you two need anything, don't hesitate to call us, okay?", Cesar asked. "Sure thing man, thanks.." Cesar smiled as he went out the door, closing it by an inch. "Buenas noches..", he then turned to Sarah. "Ducles suenos, pequena senorita." He then closed the door, and Sarah just looked at her brother confused. "Huh? What's that mean..?" "He was telling us goodnight..", he explained, and she now understood. Mark sighed as he got himself under the covers, before seeing Sarah get off her bed, walking over to him, clutching her two plushies very closely to her. "What's up?", he muttered, laying down a bit. "Can..can I sleep with you, Marky? Pretty please?" Mark smiled a little. "I don't see why not, come up here.." He figured she was probably still a bit scared about what happened, so it'd make sense if she didn't want to sleep alone. He helped Sarah up, as she quickly snuggled by her brother, burying her face into his side. Mark chuckled as he pulled the blankets up. "Comfy?", he whispered, and Sarah nodded, already sleep was starting to take over her. "Alright good..", he planted a quick kiss into her hair, before reaching to turn off the lamp. "Night, Sar-bear.." Mark relaxed, knowing that he, and more importantly, Sarah were in good hands, everything was gonna be okay for the rest of the night.

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The Mandela Catalogue © Alex Kister

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Small video from my Tiktok lol, Come on, something like this would probably happen, lol

Sure, it's not much, but I'm proud of how this turned out, since I've never done something like this before.

Audio not mine

Mandela Catalogue belongs to Alex Kister

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TW: Multiple Eyes

Remember when I headcanoned that Cesar finds multiple eyes a bit freaky, yeah here he is with his Alt, who's specifically doing it on purpose, cause it's mean :<

The Mandela Catalogue © Alex Kister

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Yes I do BFDI/TPOT and II-related art too. Mostly I draw them as humans.

Here's my version of TD with Snowglobe, a TPOT OC I made. They're basically together for the Teardrop team :>

Snowglobe © Me

TPOT © JacknJellify

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Hell Yeah Pop Off Sarah XD

lmao Sarah ilysm

Based off this one Pinterest post about Elizabeth afton and the crying child but I couldn't find it 😔😔😔

Version without blur here

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Mark and THONK Mark lol

The Mandela Catalogue © Alex Kister

Funkdela Catalogue © Team Quiver

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Drawing I made based on the wonderful image below that I found on Pinterest

But seriously Adam, go to the damn mental hospital, you have not been yourself lately :/

The Mandela Catalouge © Alex Kister

MLP © Lauren Faust, Hasbro

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The Amalgamates!!! I love these goobers <3

Undertale © Toby Fox