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sigh,,,alternate au akademiya! gm where changquan didn’t cover their slip up with a false vision

i always think they could’ve been happier had these things slipped easier—if zandik had digged a little deeper, been more persistent—if changquan ( long rui ) hadn’t been so quick to draw away and hide when their heart jumped just a little too fast

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You've always had a sneaking suspicion that your friend was secretly a god pretending to be human, but you've never been able to prove it. Until they slipped up one day by doing something only a god could do.

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griffin lovell, you will always be my roman empire,,i see so much of myself in you sometimes.

“because i don’t dream in chinese.” i never thought i’d have the courage to admit to what those words meant—that i, too, wasn’t given enough time to ferment until i had memories in chinese.

at least with griffin, he had an excuse. his father was an english man—he was pulled away into english society and was raised by english men. his fluency in chinese, even if artificial, is more than what i’ve ever accomplished. my parents are both chinese, i grew up around chinese kids, so why—why is it that when i think, when i dream, it’s all in english? thinking in chinese isn’t natural, it’s an effort. hanzi become a scramble of carefully crafted strokes i can’t understand. shù, héng, sān dī shuǐ—i can’t make sense of them.

griffin, at least, could make some use of the silver bars. i don’t think i’d have half the fluency to make them even hum.

every dream i have in chinese—dreams i can count on a single hand—feel like a miracle. that maybe, just maybe, my roots aren’t so far gone that i’ve lost track of them. that maybe, unlike griffin, it’s not too late for me to catch my native tongue before it slips away.

i’ll always feel bad for griffin. he couldn’t even use the silver bars until robin reminded him what the chinese really sounded like—i can’t, but i also can imagine what that must feel like. to fail at your own mother tongue.

i hope he found solace in being able to use wúxíng. in using bào, as dreadful as that match-pair was. i hope he found solace in the fact that he hadn’t lost his own tongue enough to be unable to use the silver bars at all. i hope he felt that enough of his memories in chinese remained for the bars to recognize his roots in chinese. that even after being robbed of his chinese memories, he still belonged. i think griffin lovell deserves that much.

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at least kiss the brick before you throw it

哥哥

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ITS THE GINGER

Fuuta as Till alien stage is very important to me

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WOOOOOOO HAKU POST HAKU POST !!!!

HAPPY FUUTA DAY !!!!! Decided to do a redraw of a drawing from last year (under the cut)

Hope you like my offering fuutanation happy birthday to our collective bf

Bonus doodle ft ruggie cause his bday was yesterday hehe

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and we have the KISSERS !!!!

NAPPING ON THE BUS

Oc x canon art piece afoot 🗣️🗣️

It's honestly been too long since I've last drawn them together aside from the reference,,

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when the,,pasta is creepy,,,

JEFF REVAMPED.

Hello!!!! I hate the original Jeff and his portrayal, so I decided to have fun with it and make my own version because everyone has been doing it (as far as I'm aware) and it's free will

Cw for non realistic / cartoon-ish open gash wound, also graphic death in the story below, may include choking and act of violence, etc etc.

Design and more info below!!!

Name : Kyden Jeffery Woodfree

Age : 12 (beginning of the story), 15 (end of the story), 20 (continuations / current)

Height : 5'6 - 5'8 (through time period)

Weight : 17.5 BMI

Personality : During the events of his story, Jeff is isolated. He is introverted and refuses to talk to anyone aside from his brother, Liu, but even then, he refuses to speak to anyone. He's your usual angsty teen with a bitter attitude and brash sense of reality.

Jeff Pre-burn (age: 11-12)

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Jeff had always been different from the other children, unlike those who wanted to play and socialize, he stayed behind and sat alone on the dirt, watching bugs, their mannerisms and the way they worked. There was always something about how they moved, how their appearance amused him, sometimes he wondered; what would happen if he ripped apart their bodies?

There was no doubt his way of childhood pissed his father off, needless to say everything about Jeff pissed him off. Mr Woodfree wasn't the best father, deep in the old generations mindset of toxic masculinity, projected onto his own eldest son. "You're too skinny, gain some muscle", "You grow up to be a smart, strong man, one who will get a working housewife and kids, not some freak who can't even make friends" "You're as fragile as a twig with that stick figure of a body! You're pathetic and weak!", you get the jist. It was stressful, to say the least, all that pressure at such a young age. On top of that, a fire broke out in their own home on April 20th, XXXX. His mother and brother made it out, Jeff barely escaping, leaving severe injuries from the damages and collapsing debris falling on him, leaving a disgusting open wound on his face. As for his father, let's say..He's in heaven now, or hell.

Their family lived with Jeff's mom's parents for a bit. After Jeff was released from the hospital, he spent days inside, refusing to leave the bedroom he stayed in. He refused to eat, only ever eating small portions, but he could never fully stomach them, he was ashamed, deep in distraught and pain, left to ponder all by himself..Well, not all by himself. Liu was a big part of his life, his younger brother with the everlasting livelihood of a child, Jeff was envious he never got to experience the pain their father put him through, but then again, Liu was the reason he was still sane at this point in time.

When Jeff had turned 15, they moved to a town far away from their previous one. East Kanpids was a nice town, small and domestic, just what the Woodfree family needed. Since it was a new town, the residents were unfamiliar and curious about Jeff almost immediately, which made him want to hide again, but unfortunately, his mother wouldn't allow him to isolate himself anymore than he did. Throughout the years, his mother had become more careless of her children, possibly due to the grief of their past lives, of her late husband. This revelation forced Jeff to rely on himself and take care of Liu on his one.

At first, after they had settled in, they thought everything would finally be peaceful. That was until Randy Wilson came into the picture; he was the son of the towns chief, a well known and respected officer, which would explain Randy's incredibly high ego, and why he was able to get away with harassing the new kids in town along with his friends. It would almost be everyday that Randy and his goons would find them out together and mess with them by either making fun of, or threaten them. Jeff was their main target, with how he often has a mask on, how the red fleshy scarring ran across half his face with what's left of his normal skin being extremely pale, and not to mention his skinny figure, it was gross in their eyes, it wasn't "manly". They'd mock him, over and over, and he was getting sick of it by each passing day. He finally snapped when after all this time they've been verbally harassing them, did they finally take it too far and pull a knife on them. Backed into a corner, the two siblings could only watch in anticipating horror as Randy and his two friends stood tall, Randy front and center with his pocket knife, taunting the same words he always did. "You're disgusting, you guys should just die! Specifically you, fleshy face! You can't even fend for yourself with that stick figure of a body, you're weak and pathetic!" Those words got to Jeff, it always has and he always endured, but not this time. Something about those words struck him in the chest, a sharp pain that damaged him emotionally. His vision went dark, and before anyone could react, he threw himself onto Randy, the two wrestling for the weapon before Jeff finally grabbed the knife from Randys hand and stabbing it into his shoulder. Once, then twice in deep and agonizing cuts. Randy had to beg Jeff to stop, but he wouldn't pause, not even for a second. It wasn't until punching Jeff directly in the face after relentlessly trying to pry him off did he finally snap out of his bloodthirsty state. Everyone was horrified, even Jeff, what WAS that?! Randy's friends immediately rushed him off to find the nearest person to help, and in the meantime, Jeff and Liu ran off.

It'd not even been a day before the police came knocking on their door. They were informed by the child of chief police that one of the Woodfree children had violently attacked him with a knife. While Jeff was about to confess to his crime, Liu stepped in and told the police it was him, taking the blame for Jeff's crime. Jeff didn't understand why Liu would do such a thing, it was stupid on his part. He begged, screamed, cried; "It was me!!! Liu, what the hell, it was me, don't do this!!" But his begs were only seen as pleads for his brother to not be taken away. Liu would be sent to Juvenile court and sent off to a correction camp for rehabilitation. It didn't matter which one of the siblings went to jail, all Randy wanted was to see both of them suffer, by means of loss, of either dignity or that of freedom.

In the duration of the few months, Randy Wilson was identified as missing, as well as John Tulip and Troy Franks. In the months of the three being missing, Jeff felt..different. Once again he was isolated once more but, he acted strange. He's been staring off into the bathroom mirror everyday for almost an hour if his mother didn't catch him everytime. He was more giddy, but cautious and stiff. He would smile more often, something eery lingering in his grinning expression. He was not himself, she knew that for sure. While laying in bed wide awake, Jeff's mother decided to check on him, walking down toward his room to find..Nothing. Where the hell did this kid go? She decided to search around the room, maybe there was something that was doing this to him, she knew it wouldn't be drugs, he would never! Would he? Behind the drawer of his room, she found what seemed to be a pocket knife, dried blood mixed with fresh blood splattered on it, like it had been months since it's been there. Just as she was about to process this revelation, Jeff's door slammed wide open; it was him! Staring down at his own mother with that sickening grin but, something else was off. She almost couldn't make it out, but he looked like he was bleeding from his face. The moment he stepped closer was the moment she felt her face turn white as she saw her own son, face sliced to make a scarring from his pale skin, from his lips all the way up to his cheek bone. "Don't you like it, Mom? Aren't I beautiful? I've been liking myself more, isn't that what you wanted?" Has he gone mad?! Who the hell was this?! Before she could scream, or make a run for it, or do anything, he pounced. Grabbing and pinning her down with all his weight, which surprisingly for his appearance, he was incredibly strong. "Don't struggle! I just want you to be pretty too!"

His blood dripped on to her face as tears pricked at the corner of her life eyes, struggling to make sense of it all as he held something toward her face, was..Was this a box cutter? "Kyden, Kyden please, please I'm begging you! I'm your mother!" She pleaded, using his real name. She never knew why they'd decided to call him by his second name his whole life, he hated it, only her calling him by his real name did he fall over the edge he's been on for his whole life.

A hand reached out, wrapping around her throat tightly as he stared down with an agonized glare. "Mother...? The mother who left me and Liu behind after that fire happened? The mother that didn't even try to ask what was going on when Liu and I had been bullied for weeks? The mother, that loved me so much, but didn't see the way dad TORTURED me?" His tone of resentment turned into a snicker, as if this was a joke to him, some sick joke only he understood. His snicker soon abrupted into a loud laugh, hand squeezing against the sides of her neck, choking her as he dropped the blaze, a small clink falling beside her head as he used both hands to strangle her. "The mother who never noticed little twelve year old me set our dear beloved father ablaze during the night of the fire..?" The scar resembling a smile made this nothing but worse, as if he could not look any more..Happy.

His mother couldn't breathe, not only because of him suffocating her, but also of the fact he was the cause of all this, it wouldn't be a surprise to know he was the one who made those other kids go missing. "Can't say anything else, mother...?" He cooed a sadistic and mocking tone as he pressed his thumbs against the front of her throat, watching her slowly go limp. "Don't worry, you'll be as pretty as me when you've gone.."

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June 21st, XXXX, Kyden Jeffery Woodfree was registered missing after findings of his mother home alone in his room. Evelyn Kate Woodfree would be found dead on the floor, scarrings that reached from her mouth to her ears were carved into her face as the walls in her sons room read "You're beautiful" written all over it in her own blood. From the murder weapons found at the crime scene, it was identified that not only did Kyden Jeffery kill his own mother, but was the one who was held responsible for the missing case of Randy Wilson, John Tulip, and Troy Franks. We may not know where he is now, but be sure to look out for the young man.

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I made this at 12am oh my GODDDDDDDD I'm tired AURGH,,,,With that, it's not entirely perfect, some parts I left out to add to the mystery :3

If you have any questions, feel free to ask!!

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HUZAAH, MOTYL OC’S

It’s been a while since I posted, I am still sort of trying to figure out how Tumblr works

Anyways for now take my reference for my DC OC Felicia (aka Lyric)

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FUCK YEAHHHH

TV GIRL COLORS !!!!!

||𝐂𝐑𝐏 𝐑𝐞𝐟𝐬|| 𝐌𝐢𝐚 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐲 & 𝐓𝐨𝐛𝐲 𝐑𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬||

Nothing too crazy, just some reference work!!

Mia has new colors, and Toby is almost new overall,, so new outfit, title, all that jazz

@direpunk helped me with the colors for them and the outfit for Toby, so I greatly appreciate his help with that!!

I'll probably post more about them another time, but I don't have a lot to share at the moment that will even make sense.

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OKAY WR GET IT YOURE GAY

HAPPY FUUTA FRIDAY WOOOOOOOOOOO

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LOOKLOOKLOOK

HAKU ART HAKU ART

WOOOOOO happy 2025 I swear I did not forget that I have tumblr (lie)

Here’s my most recent artwork to kick off the year, it’s a screenshot redraw from weakness :3 I had a lot of fun working on it, coloring was my favorite hehe I like how vibrant it looks

Don’t really know why I felt like doing this, I’m not a huge Haruka fan but I won���t deny that he is literally me

Here’s the original screenshot for comparison!!

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how rue got their host, haha

( cassidy mention )

At the lowest point in your life, you willingly offered yourself to a parasite that was in need of a host, thinking "it can't get any worse than this, right?"

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THEM THEM THEM THEM THEM

THE??? VINTAGENEONS??? EVER?????

YAYAYAYAYAYAY

I know I posted Fresh's half yesterday, probably a stupid choice, whatever!!

This is about as accurate of a height comparison that I'm probably getting between 4'10 and 6'3

Venus is designed with rounder shapes for the sake of seeming softer, friendlier, and bubblier, making her appear in a cute kind of way despite having sharper parts of her design (haha)

I actually really like the shape comparisons between the two, but I won't chat too much about it,, feel free to ask me anything regarding 'em

Singular versions under the cut!!

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IT’S THIS FUCKER !!!

Nothing totally special, just a Fresh doodle because I really wanna figure out how I'm gonna start drawing him,, he's my favorite, so I gotta make sure he looks fun 😔

Venus was going to be included, since this was mostly for shape study and he was drawn with blockier/more rectangular shapes in an effort to contrast with Venus' softer/rounder shapes, but unfortunately I got too frustrated to finish her. If I do, there might be a repost for this piece, but we'll see!!

Fresh belongs to CQ, ofc

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VINTAGENEONS VINTAGENEONS VINTAGENEONS

YAYAYAYAYAYAYY

I KNOW IT'S EARLY, BUT HAVE CHRISTMAS ART.

I was never able to do anything last year, so we're making up for it this year!! I don't have a full reference for Venus' Christmas outfit, but yk.. that can always be done another timeeeee. It's simple, so I'm not worried about it.

I'm not entirely thrilled with how it came out, but art is art, and that's okay! This duo is important in terms of Venus lore, but I won't get too into it yet, my asks are open for lore talk, though!!

Venus belongs to me

Fresh belongs to CQ (obv)

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WOOOOO HEARTBREAKER !!!!

Y ou SHOULD TELL US HOW SHE USES HER WEAPON YEAH 😳😳😳😳😳

Like where'd she get the ol thang and what have you

The Heartbreaker • Venus' Hammer

So, the hammer is actually something that almost every version of her has!! It's almost embedded in their coding to have one on inventory, which acts almost like unlimited pocket space, so you'll see her pull the hammer out of nowhere when she needs it.

However, our Venus is not the original, so despite having it, she doesn't actually use it. Unlike OG, our Venus is a pacifist. She doesn't believe in harming others and sees no rhyme or reason for it. This is how she saved her AU from turning into a Genocide Timeline.

She will use it to lean on, or if something needs to be demolished, dislodged, and all that. She prefers to use her tools and abilities to assist and help the multiverse, but after eons of its abuse in return, she's starting to crumble and break her vow of protection.

Not only is she the only surviving piece of Venus code, but she's also the only Venus that you'll never see using that hammer for harm.

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she’s just,,a girl

Can you adopt the children pretty please/hj

".. what children..?"

"I mean, I helped raise six little siblings back home, so I guess it wouldn't be foreign to me, but it's reaaally not a safe idea."

Venus does have a very soft spot for children and considers interacting with them a strong point of hers!! Or it was before her AU was blasted to bits.

Also, I'm gonna treat these doodles like sprites just because it's easier on me,, for now!!