#aib humanization

[twistedsterritorialtakeover]

Okay so going along with my other headcanons about Oodle giving everyone humanized forms. This would mean that everyone affected by Oodle’s magic would have a human body. Tivo most likely got one to make it easier to get around and to not be out of place. Tumbleweed came to life due to Oodle’s magic, so he would get a body as well.

Cinnamon Bun however, has no evidence of being brought to life. For all we know she could have been sentient since Oodle won her from the carnival. Meaning she most likely didn’t get a human form. So imagine Mitten, this soft dad man with stubble and a gruff voice, holding up this pink plushy fox.

“Yes this is my daughter now we are related flesh and blood.”

[low-poly-francesco-bernoulli]

here’s all the Can art I’ve made since feb last year. top to bottom, left to right in order of when they were drew 

[airbendertendou]

you are in love! ♥︎

synopsis : various best friend!characters realizing they like you a lil more than they should [including rk900 nines, wujin, gyeong-su, arisu and chishiya.]

no pronouns used ; gender neutral but reader is wearing lip balm / gloss / stain lmao ; [name] used in place of y/n

song inspo ; you are in love by taylor swift

if you have a blank blog [no bio, no user, no header or profile pic, nothing reblogged, etc] do not interact with my content. you will be blocked.

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NINES ♥︎

the department is slow today. the usual hustle and bustle had calmed down immensely, sounds of typing and idle chatter taking over. your mug is sat to the left, empty as you squint at the computer screen in front of you. nines had been assigned the desk in front of yours — a blessing for quick cases, but a curse when he decided to ignore his tasks and simply stare at you.

as he was doing right now. blue eyes watch you as his led light slowly swirls yellow, head tilting as you blantantly ignore him. “want a refill?”

you hum, glancing at your stained mug before finding his gaze. you smile his way, “sure, if you don’t mind. i’m almost done here, though.”

without another word, nines makes his way to the breakroom to refill your mug with a steaming beverage. he hums at the steam, wondering if it was too hot for you to drink. he brings the cup to his mouth without thinking, the scalding liquid hitting his lips.

as he pulls it away — he’ll let it cool off a little longer, he decides — his lips feel sticky. a tingling sensation takes over, cooling and poking his lips at once. they taste sweet — minty — and it makes nines think.

is that how you tasted?

it had to be the lip gloss he’d always seen you applying. nines takes the mug back to you, loitering beside your desk as you look up at him. you grin again, ”thanks for the drink! you really didn’t ha—”

his lips are pressed against yours within the next second. pressing closer — harder — nines lets out a sigh as he finally releases you from his hold. he licks his lips, smacking them a bit as your gloss sticks to them.

“tingles.” is all he says before sitting across from you and continuing to stare. you blink, startled at his sudden and intense movements.

this changes things, you think. you’re unable to get back to work ; unable to meet nines’ eyes now that you’ve felt his skin against your own. you take a sip of your drink — this changes a lot of things.

WUJIN ♥︎

daesu had invited to you meet up with the group ; a new store had opened and everyone needed a break from their studies. namra met up with you so you could both walk to meet your friends, arms linked together as you talked about how difficult your last test was and how drained you were.

onjo squealed when she caught sight of you both, her and isak running to collide with you. you dispersed in a pile of giggles only to be pulled into a hug by daesu, who loudly and joyfully greeted you.

gyeongsu nudges you with a laugh as you pass through an art supply store, teasing you about the abundance of pens you always brings to class. this argument always happened but you always replied with the same thing — “need a different color for each subject!”

this, of course, applied to highlighters as well.

“hey,” a shy shoulder budges against yours. the clothing store you’re looking at now isn’t that interesting to you and the distraction is welcomed. wujin’s half-smile greets you, “glad you could make it.”

you let out a sigh, “needed a break from school so badly. how was your test? did you do okay?”

wujin shrugged. his mind was on other things ; eyes sticking to the new lip tint you’d put on. it was a darker color than usual, a cranberry and wine color that he couldn’t look away from. clearing his throat, wujin says, “that’s new. your— lip color.”

you perk up immediately, animatedly talking about the sale you stumbled upon and the new scents of hand lotion you grabbed. and that was interesting — wujin hung off of your every word — but he couldn’t look away from your lips.

your lips and their wine stained smile that he imagines pressing against his neck. would the color stick to his skin? would it mark him as yours ; and you as his?

GYEONGSU ♥︎

letting out another whine, gyeongsu flops back onto his carpeted floor. studying was hard ; it was tiring and boring and mentally exhausting. sighing, he goes to sit up and get back to it when the doorbell rings.

lo and behold, his savior. you’re standing in the doorway with a grin and your school bag, takeout bags looped around your wrists. you’re talking to gyeongsu’s mom ; giggling at her words and nodding along to what she says.

you look so comfortable at his house, so natural there that it almost hurts. his mom is in her nursing uniform, scrubs making their weird noise as she moves around. wordlessly, you hand her one of the takeout bags before setting the other one on the living room table. you’d been friends since you were young — had visited his house numerous times before — but, time and time again, gyeongsu thought about how well you fit in with them.

how well you could fit with him.

“hi, ‘su!” you grin his way and his heart aches. the boy melts where he stands, smile ghosting on his face immediately at the sight of you. he walks your way, both arms looping around one of yours with a sigh as he pulls you to sit on the floor beside him. “all good?’

he whines again, “brain hurts.”

“yeah i thought you might have some trouble,” you speak as you pull out your food. sighing, you smile his way timidly, pushing the food his way. “so, i retook the notes in a way i thought you’d understand.”

gyeogsu stares as you begin to dig in. his eyes are heart-shaped — they have to be. he softens entirely as he watches you.

ARISU ♥︎

the walk back from a game was always serene in the most devastating way. the beach wasn’t as safe as he’d originally thought — wasn’t as friendly and kind as the name suggested. but, arisu needed company and needed to understand what was happening and why he was sucked into the borderlands.

one good thing about the beach was you. you’d been ‘teamed up’ with usagi since you popped into the games, your wit and her athleticism saving you both more often than it let you down. one smile at arisu and— oh, he was a goner.

you’d met at the tag game and he’d stuck to you since. you always tried your best to be paired up with him, knowing what the loss of a friend could feel like ; what dark roads it could lead your mind to.

and he appreciated it so much — appreciated the way you took care of him and looked after him in the gentlest and most subtle of ways. with a sigh, arisu gave the two of hearts card to hatter, no closer to the end of the game than they’d been beforehand.

dried blood itched on his face ; stained his hands and coated his skin in a lingering scent he could never get rid of. a hand was latched onto his own, pulling and tugging him gently to a bathroom.

“come back to me,” a voice whispered. arisu always disappeared into his head after a game, screams and surrendering laughter haunting his mind. “come on, ‘su. come back.”

with a foggy blink, you came into view. you held a warm rag to his face, washing the blood off of his skin tenderly with a smile that made him melt. arisu slouched, relaxing forward into your open arms. “[name].”

“hi, ‘su.” you brushed your fingers through his greasy hair. “welcome back. i’m glad you’re alive.”

arisu snuggled further into you, arms winding around your waist as he thought. it was so easy to get lost in you ; too easy to think of you both getting out of the borderlands and settling down together and staying together.

he wish you knew, but he couldn’t be the one to tell you. not yet ; not with blood still dried on his hands.

CHISHIYA ♥︎

slight season two spoilers!

you’d been separated. you’d clung to chishiya since you arrived at the beach and now you were apart. worry and panic induced pacing caught kuina’s sight as you mindlessly picked at your skin. 

she slung a backpack around her shoulders, looking at arisu and usagi as she spoke. “i’m off to find chishiya and ann.” she turns to you again, noticing the way you perked up at his name. “want to join me, [name]?” 

you didn’t have to think before you were grabbing your own supplies and leaving with a hug to arisu and usagi. a promise to come back — to see them alive — and you were on your way. 

then you were alone. 

kuina had let go of you while you ran from the king of spades [again], and you’d found yourself lost. a blimp for the jack of hearts had just exploded a few feet in front of you. 

lost in thought, you watched it tirelessly. and then a familiar voice. “[name]?”

you blink, coming back to reality as he walks up to you. 

“chishiya,” you sigh out before running to meet him. without thinking, you throw your arms around his neck and pull him close. you let out a breath, closing your eyes and savoring his warmth. he was safe — alive. you go to pull away, “sorry. i got a little excited.” 

chishiya grabs your right wrist, pulling it back around his neck as your left one is guided to wrap around his waist. he sinks into you, letting out his own sigh of relief as he relaxes. 

“s’okay. need this — need you.” it’s out of character for the blond to be so loving ; so touch-starved as he clings onto you and makes your hold tighter. it wasn’t nice being alone in the games, not even to someone like chishiya. a feather-light touch hits the tip of your cheekbone. “you tell anyone about this, and i’ll kill you.” 

the threat makes you laugh into his shoulder — even though you know he isn’t joking.

——♥︎—— there will b an anime version of this up soon!

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[szallejhscorner]

Turns out I never shared any pictures of the hardcover of "The Human Heart".

The cover is an artwork of the talented Kieng Phong Tran, who kindly gave me the permission to use this as a cover for my private copy.

[sleepymjntyy]

why I shouldn’t be in alice in borderland | part fourteen

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niragi: why do you hate me? it’s the gun, isn’t it?

me, in disbelief: the gun?! THE GUN?!

[koshehehe]

Alice in Borderland S2 SPOILERS!!

Literally me when I was sure I witnessed Aguni and Akane getting gunned down 6969 times, Niragi being alive and well being burnt, fell off a building, burnt, shot again while literally having bloody coughs, Kuina getting stabbed multiple times and still has the time (while gushing out blood, might I add) to look at her gay wife for half a day, Usagi and Chishiya practically bleeding for almost the entire day: How are ya'll still alive?

Also me saying they have plot armor to justify the fact that they're still alive when I know is not normal goddamn 😭😭😭

[miraofhearts2point0]

i can quote Alice in Borderland better than i can quote scripture.

[kuinaoflight]

Covering Last Boss’ tattoos in neon glow in the dark body paint for the club tonight. You’re all welcome.

-Kuina

[mothytheghost]

Back from the trip and did doodles hah

[twistedsterritorialtakeover]

Okay so like, I love thinking about AIB characters with humanizations, but I feel like due to Oodle, they’d all maintain some level of goofiness to them.

Like there would be the obvious humanization of Nabla being in a wheelchair (I do genuinely like the idea), but also other silly things. Imagine all of the armless characters being human and actually not having arms.

Bouncy ball gets springy legs from Apricot that give her that signature bounciness. Tea Bag wears a harness that connects her to a drone that allows her to fly around. Sure that drone might be comically small compared to her but Fireball is getting fire hair so we don’t follow rules here.

AIB Humanizations feel like they follow their own rules, at least in my brain. Like, Showery? You could say he’s just an armless dude or maybe he’s also in a wheelchair. No, put him in an actual controllable bathtub. Let him drive that thing around, put buttons on the interior like a car. How does safe act as a safe? I don’t know yet, and I don’t know how AIB 3 works either, but I’m gonna figure that out.

[low-poly-francesco-bernoulli]

bwaaaaa i managed to get the login for my tumblr again !!! here’s domino and album humanizations

[burger-brawl]

if you recognise them all I am giving you a strawbebby

[airbendertendou]

if i want to write a series / full blown fic, would you guys want me to post it here?

& if i do, should i write it as a reader insert or oc? most of them have nicknames that would probably b used as well as [name] instead of y/n

tagging so this gets traction <3

@straysugzhpe @rouzuchan @star2fishmeg

[rakkikuroba]

It been a while i wanted to talk about this but i wouldn’t sound like the annoying kind.

But. Kuzuryuu’s game.

Whatever it was Aqua Regia (like in the manga) or acid sulfuric, the fume both release are highly toxic to humans. And acid sulfuric doesn’t even smell so you wouldn’t even know! (Aqua regia has an awful smell which probably was how the old man was able to tell what it was.)

Even when the game only took around 15 to 20 min, just the ton of fume it released during the two first acid deaths would have been enough to kill all the others :) Also acid sulfuric is more of a oily liquid and become really agressive (and toxic) if mixed with water.

Also it’s a small, underground with no windows room so that doesn’t help.

I would have used lava. Sodium hydroxyde. I would have used sodium hydroxyde. It liquefies rather well animals (and human) and it’s not toxic. It’s not even an acid! It’s a base and does as well the job

[renfriscreyden]

Love and/in the apocalypse

There’s something about post-apocalyptic media that shows the innate desire of humankind to love, and how love blossoms despite inhumane circumstances. There is nothing like monsters, a deadly pandemic, be it a swine-flu virus or a fungal infection, or a high-stakes series of potentially deathly games, to showcase the enduring spirit of humanity. At the end of the world, when all seems lost, is lost, has been lost, there is hope, for love continues to exist.

When humanity seems doomed, and lives frail and finite, choosing to love is an act of defiance, that denies all circumstances. Love is choosing to live, and continuing to live means choosing to love, no matter the time or place. Bravery and defiance means choosing to love in the face of inevitable death, despite it, even, choosing not to fear, but to live. 

Love in a post-apocalyptic world means sharing strawberries, making and collecting art, venturing into the unknown together, facing almost inevitable death and coming out alive against all odds. The end of a world does not mean the end of life, and while society has fallen into disarray, humanity seems to become clearer in the process. Choosing to love while the world crumbles or has crumbled is an act of defiance against the most inhumane of circumstances, and shows that despite all, love can blossom in the most dire of times.