#cowlick ink

[dreemurr-skelememer]

can you draw human error with human ink kissing?🥺🥺

I'm super mentally ill

just for you anon. i stayed up for u

[mizusnose]

Kiss away the forces of my mind

fem!reader x mizu spending their holiday at a ryokan. Drabbles of them together in a little onsen town. (I miss Japan a lot today, okay) Art by @/cypress on X

Traveling on the bullet train to the seaside town that borders the steep and hilly shore. A town housing multiple hot springs, small shrines, and a creek that freezes over in the wintertime.

You’re both exhausted by the time you get there: late evening sun dipping into the horizon like a ripe mandarin. The narrow roads make you car sick, and Mizu holds your hand, rubs her thumb into your underside of your arm: the space just beneath your elbow.

The ryokan is two stories, five total rooms. Mizu brags about how well she did after you’ve both settled into your room. The sliding doors and house slippers snug on your feet, she pulls you into a kiss. Looks at you mischievously and says, onsen?

Mizu booked a private outdoor one for two hours. The steam puffs and pulls above the water, dissipating into the cold brisk air above. The crispy winter air mixes with the cold mountain breeze.

Mizu gets in before you. She’s always been quicker washing up beforehand, sitting simply on the upturned bucket, legs long and back bare: beautiful, you think.

The stars above you as you sink in besides Mizu cures all the aches and strains your body has endured from travel. Mizu’s palm on your shoulders, digging into the knots there calm you even more.

Mizu swims off to the other end, puts her head beneath the small rushing waterfall there. She hums and you envision her curled up and tucked under a ray of sunshine—just like a cat would.

You both return to the room soft and damp. Mizu has a cowlick that won’t stay down no matter how hard she pushes it down. You kiss her as a distraction.

The best part: the beer you both grabbed from the complimentary drink station. It’s taste crisp and cold on your mouths.

It’s the happiest you’ve been. You tell Mizu as much, her cheeks reddened and her words slow. She looks syrupy, ready to cuddle as soon as you open your arms as you get ready to sleep.

You think of the sky: a stripped back bowl of ink and flecks of stars above you both. You smooth Mizu’s hair back when she starts to softly snore against your chest. Kiss her hairline, the small widow’s peak there.

You both go to a shrine the day afterwards. Mizu becomes a blushing mess when you both realize it’s a fertility shrine. Jokingly, you buy an omamori as a joke to rile her up: a simple embroidered 愛 on it.

She doesn’t take it off her bag even after you start getting embarrassed about it.

———

I miss having a cold beer after the onsen :,)

[moonstruckme]

Omg a movie marathon with tasm!Peter being in criminal minds?? I think his friendship with Spencer would be saur cute, especially if he was with bau!reader!!! 😭😭🖤

Thanks for requesting my love! This is probably all highly inaccurate, I don’t know how to build bombs and I was scared to do too much research and get on a watchlist </3

bau tasm!Peter x bau!reader ♡ 665 words

“But he couldn’t have done it with urea nitrate.” Spencer’s brow is furrowed, his eyes stuck on some point in space. “It’s highly regulated, he’d need to make it himself and nothing we profiled indicated he had those kinds of resources.” 

“Maybe he knows someone who does?” While Spencer is still in his contemplation, Peter’s bouncing all over the place. He keeps getting up and sitting back down, spinning his chair in circles. He’s been tapping an uncapped pen against his jaw for the last five minutes; Spencer hasn’t noticed, and you feel like it’s probably your job as his girlfriend to tell him but neither you nor anyone else on your team wants to interrupt his thinking. “If he knew someone who worked in a lab or maybe at the university, he could have gotten it from them.” 

“But would someone really make an explosive chemical like that without asking any questions?” JJ wonders. “They had to have wondered what he was using it for.” 

Peter’s pen stops moving. He sits up in his chair. “Maybe he didn’t ask.” 

Everyone else’s brows furrow, but Spencer’s unfurrows. He looks at Peter. “We didn’t profile he had a partner, but it could be—”

“A mentor!” Peter laughs, ecstatic. “That’s the helper!” 

“Only he doesn’t know he’s helping,” Spencer agrees, getting out his phone. “When the fire department got there—”

“They poured water on the flames, decomposing it into—”

“Urea and nitric acid.” Spencer puts his phone to his ear. “Garcia, we need a list of all non-students or faculty who had access to the labs at the university. Start with family of professors, administrative staff…” 

“Hey.” You slide onto Peter’s desk, wetting your thumb when he turns to you and brushing it over his cheek. Blue ink smears across his jawline. “I’m getting the impression that you guys figured it out, but, uh, do you want to tell us what you figured?” 

Peter’s grin is half sheepish. He wraps a hand around the back of your knee, squeezing excitedly down your calf. “The reason we only found that fertilizer compound on the site of the explosion was because the original compound was this homegrown explosive, and when water hits it it separates into its original parts.” He starts talking faster as he explains, amping himself up again. “The only people who would have access to the chemicals needed to activate it are professors in the university labs, so since we profiled he doesn’t have a background in education…” 

“He’s probably getting access to the lab through the professor,” you finish. Your boyfriend grins proudly, taking your hand and kissing the inside of your wrist. Behind him, Rossi makes a face, and you retract your hand shyly, using it to smooth down the cowlick at the crown of Peter’s head. “You think the professor taught him how to combine them, too?” 

“They could’ve,” he says. “Even if someone doesn’t have a science background, professors are always excited to talk about their field. The unsub only would have had to ask a couple of questions to get them to show him.” 

You hum, nodding. “You’re a genius,” you tell him. 

Peter grins, jutting his chin towards Spencer. “That’s him. I’m just the wall he gets to bounce ideas off of.” 

“Shush,” you chide, forgoing the team’s judgment for a moment to press a kiss into his hair. He smells like his shampoo, like freshness and home, and he squeezes the back of your knee in response. “You’re both freakishly smart.” 

“Okay.” Spencer shuts his phone off. “Garcia’s narrowed it down to three, we need to bring them in for questioning.” 

“Here’s your moment,” Peter says, nudging your leg with his. “Ready to kick down some doors, sweetheart?” 

You laugh. “Think Morgan will let me have a turn?” 

“He will.” He stands, kicking his chair under his desk and helping you down. “I told him I’d build upgrades into his phone over the weekend. He owes me a favor.”

[istadris]

I love movieverse!Mario and Luigi, they're both good boys with a big heart and zéro thoughts.

But I like to think that as a kid, Mario was a terror.

Not because he was mean to other kids or Luigi ! On the contrary, their mom often joked that she was lucky the boys got along so well, given how often siblings could fight.

But Mario gave many, many a grey hair to his parents for several reasons (big shout-out to @multicolour-ink for several of her headcanons inspiring these ones):

You look at Luigi wrong ? You make fun of Luigi ? Little Mario is on his way to beating you up if he isn't already doing it.

Some people have pointed out Mario looks a bit scruffier than Luigi, here are my thoughts on the matter :

There are kids who are a delight to have on outings. Mario was not one of these kids. If there was a work/family party needing the kids to be well dressed, their hair brushed and clean,you could be sure by the time the family got there, Mario would have several tears on his clothes, a black eye, his knees scuffed and his hair full of dirt. And by the end of the party, Luigi would be in the same state if not worse.

In Mario's defence Luigi was as bad as him when it came to get in trouble. If Mario was impulsive, Luigi was curious and made terrible plans to get to Interesting Things. Like the time they managed to get on the roof of the party's building and then jumped down inside a trash bin.

Mario would continuously need to get cleaned, have his hair fixed, his clothes straightened up, to the point of growing to hate it. Even as an adult his mom kept trying to fix his cowlick (a lost battle from the beginning, for both boys), and he would complain about it.

In opposition, Luigi LOVED being groomed and pampered by their Mom. Getting his hair washed and brushed by Mom or the hairdresser left him purring and content, and he loved doing it back; for a short time, the only way to get Mario clean would be to have Luigi do it.

When the boys started growing their moustaches, their dad started giving them tips; Luigi listened carefully and did everything like their dad, Mario would grow frustrated because Dad would always find something to comment on (so the boys would improve and do it perfectly) and he preferred to do things his own way. With time, they started developing their own moustache grooming routine, but Luigi always kept it more tidy than Mario.

Ironically, one of the ways their dad, uncles and Luigi show affection is by ruffling up someone's hair. That's partly why Mario's hair is always so messy.

[mediumtires]

Do you think Christian notices Toto's first grey hairs in the same way Toto noticed Christian needed a haircut? Like they're bickering over something stupid and maybe Toto turns around or something and Then Christian is absolutely Going To Cry because Toto has grey hairs and he's in love with him

AHHHHHHHH YES THIS!!!!!!!

the moment christian realises he’s absolutely a broken man. like the way toto’s hair was ALWAYS dark, it has always been dark, no matter his age, literally no signs of aging to that man except for maybe the one million lines on his face but still! christian’s aging was much more visible, first the hair, then the glasses, when toto just kind of. stayed the same. so the moment christian sees it, it’s over for him.

the eyelashes were first. it’s such a minor, small detail that he barely even notices until one morning he wakes up before him and sees one or two single eyelashes just. white.

but the hair? oh jesus. christian is The First to notice.

“Did you use dry shampoo this morning or something?”

“What? Dry shampoo? What is that?”

“Darling…” Christian almost can’t believe it. “Toto, I think you’re going grey.”

“What?”

Christian’s thumb brushes the cowlick at the back of Toto’s head, watches as the hairs bend and follow before they fall back into shape. They’re losing colour, just in that spot, fanning out like a flower that’s slowly running out of ink, a brownish grey, some strands already fully white. Christian’s heart aches at the sight of it. He bends down and presses a kiss to the spot, lingers.

Toto shuffles out of his hold. His hand comes up to the spot Christian just kissed, rubs at it like he will be able to feel the grey or maybe rub it off.

Christian finds himself smiling, with heart shattering fondness, down at the man he loves more than anything in the world.

He reaches out and finds Toto’s fingers, doesn’t push them away, just rubs at them, soothingly. “It’s finally happening, huh?”

“You need to take a picture and show me.”

Christian chuckles, and does. It’s right there, almost like white powder stuck to Toto’s roots, like dry shampoo that he didn’t comb out properly. Only it’s not that, it’s real, and it won’t go away. Christian knows all too well.

“How is this— Is it only this? Only that spot?”

“Yeah.” Christian brushes his fingers through Toto’s hair, checks the dark strands. Anywhere else he’s as dark as he used to be, perhaps a little lighter on top, at the back, but that’s from how much time he’s spent in the sun lately. He's had a stray white strand here and there, but this is new.

“How long has it been there?”

“I have no idea. I only just noticed.”

“How long do I have left do you think?”

Christian startles a laugh, smothers it to the wild mess of Toto’s hair when he wraps himself around him from behind, rests his forehead there. "Don't make it sound like that. It’s just grey hair, it doesn’t mean anything other than you getting even sexier. I'll have to come up with a new way to fight off all your suiters."

Toto scoffs the shortest little puff of amusement, but there’s a little edge to him. “You find this sexy? One little white patch? Sexy?”

“Very.” Christian presses another kiss to his head. “You'll be salt and pepper in no time."

“I’m so old.” Toto almost sounds disappointed.

“You’re my husband.”

Toto scrunches up his face, like he’s unwilling to give Christian this, even though it’s a winning argument. "And so old."

"I'm married to an old man," Christian agrees, lightly, just to be a shit, but then the meaning of his words hits him. "We said fifty more years, though, alright? At least. That's a done deal. We shook on it."

Toto looks up at him. Knows. Knows what he's saying, what he's not saying, right away.

“Fifty more years,” Toto echoes. Covers one of Christian’s hands with his own.

"At least," Christian says, serious.

Toto rolls his eyes, just a little. "At least, yes. But that is a very long time to be stuck with you."

"And you better be fucking grateful."

Toto's face morphs into a smile, so wide that his eyes close with it. He leans up for a kiss. Christian allows it. “I get it now," he tells him, one hand going back to his hair, brushing soft strands out of his forehead. “Why you get so riled up when I'm wearing my glasses.”

"I don't get riled up-" "Oh, now you're old and a liar, huh?"

[zeldotsbrainrot]

PLEASE SHOW ME HOW TO DRAW MEDIC’S HAIR I CANT GET IT RIGHR

His hair was tricky for me at first too. I'm not the best at teaching others when it comes to this stuff, but I hope this is at least somewhat illuminating: So first I would just take the time to look at a couple of references. Try to envision what this hair cut would look like IRL- perhaps even imagine it with your creative liberties. For me, since this is my Blu Medic, I imagine the sides of his hair are slicked back while the top is kind of left alone, leaving him with that central curl.

Next, just look at the shape of it. The outline of his hair all by itself. This is the bit I was trying to demonstrate with the red ink. You'll notice that his hairline is a bit slanted, the outline of his hair on the sides directly leads into the outline of his face, and the top is a little boxy save for that central tuft of hair. I would recommend just very lightly drawing this rough shape of what's going on with his hair, fixing it so everything just looks like it's generally in the right spot. Okay, so the blue part is where those creative liberties come in. If you think his hair looks like it's parted at the side, you should put an indent there. Think about what direction the hair would be falling into, etc. Feel free to play around with it, get weird, maybe you want to give him a little cowlick, who knows- you may not get it the first time but after messing around a few times, knowing the basics of how his hair would work IRL, and understanding the basic shape/hairline Medic has going on, you should see improvements.

I've been drawing nonstop since I was in fourth grade (I am now going into my third year of college), so a lot of this stuff is pure muscle memory weirdness that's pretty hard for me to explain. My best advice for all things is probably 1. know how to break complex shapes down into simple lines/shapes, 2. have a basic understanding of how certain things interact in the real world, and 3.- and I know everyone says this- practice. This doesn't mean repeat- this means practice, look back at your material regularly to see what can be improved upon and then execute it. If you keep drawing the same thing and you're not satisfied by it every time, try changing your technique in some way. Maybe my way isn't helpful- maybe it would be better for you to just free ball it without simplification. Try that too, who knows.

[dudeyuri]

bad buddy fandom getting-to-know-you meme!

note: i consider "fanworks" to pretty much everything people create related to a fandom, including but not limited to meta/analysis/discussion, gifs, fanvids/edits/fancams, filk, fanart, fanfic, fan food, fan crafts, etc. please include this note with the meme unless you have a different definition!

name and whatever you want to share about yourself

hi i’m yarrow, she/her, i’m 28, i’m bisexual, i’m having the time of my life. i live in NY. if you’re a mutual who also lives in NY by any chance we should be friends

when did you watch bad buddy/join the fandom?

watching bad buddy was the first thing i did this year and it didn’t take me long after to make this blog. it hit me so unbelievably hard, i was reeling, i’m still reeling. i know i’m preaching to the choir but for me it’s unlike anything i’ve loved before. i had been out of fandom for like. almost ten years. before bbs (and a small handful of other beloved thai bls) yanked me back in

favorite ship(s)

well you know. the obvious one. inkpa too OF COURSE. waikorn cracks me up even if i’m a nonbeliever. i loved whatever was happening between pat, pran, phupha, and tian. and i also love, in a platonic way, pran’s dynamic with ink (he makes fun of her bracelet/fakes her out by saying he also liked her…as a friend. it’s very endearing very sibling-in-law) and pran’s dynamic with pa (in bbs but also in bbsos2) 

favorite character(s)

god how to choose between pat and pran. they are both characters of all time. well-developed with idiosyncrasies and penchants for lying and performing and slipping into roles and reversing roles. especially when they’re with each other of course. i might choose pran simply because i see more of myself in pat if that makes sense

favorite episode(s)

it’s probably episode 5, or episode 11. both these episodes just take everything out of me. you know why. runners up: episode 3 and episode 12. this is hard to pick because there is not a single episode i wouldn't enjoy (lol) randomly rewatching. all bangers no skips

favorite scene(s)

i love the scene in episode 4 of pat telling pran his dimples are cute. episode 5 fight scene my beloved. then there's the entirety of the bet era like aside from how perfect it is for pat and pran…it’s just peak romance, peak build-up, such a pleasure to watch. i reeeeeally do love the fantasy sequence of pat and pran eating dinner with pran’s parents in episode 11, i’m fascinated by it in a meta sense but also it hurts so good. i like ming and dissaya hearing pat and pran laughing and singing together in pran’s room in ep12 and being utterly powerless to stop it. it’s like, the show didn’t necessarily need all of ep 12, but it was such a welcome and fitting epilogue to these beloved characters and their love. pat and pran are gonna be alright... 

one thing you would change about the show if you could

i really appreciate all of its imperfections honestly but. it would have to be the aftermath of wai outing pat and pran. even in my first watch it was a head scratcher that pran was expected to be the one apologizing. it just didn’t add up. there was a weight behind what was happening that the show didn’t realize. i can rationalize it and explain it away to make wai somewhat less heinous in universe but it really should have been treated as what it was: an outing. also yes let ink and pa kiss.

what are your some of your favorite fanworks made by other people? 

you know i’m a sucker for @kit-teung's art

and for @hereforlou's art. pure domestic bliss that pat and pran have EARNED. this is the fanart reimaginings they deserve. also i love their little cowlicks

@miscellar's meta series the comprehensive shrek breakdown of pat and pran's story in our skyy (particularly for ep3 which i linked). i was in the trenches those two weeks in late may/early june and these posts (and their dms) were my guiding light...all of miscellar's meta is extremely baller and forever on the bbs 101 syllabus in my mind. and for some reason i’m waiting to read more bad buddy fanfiction until after i finish my own BBS fic but I’m excited to read their zombie patpran. so it gets an honorable mention here + they get so many anons singing its praise like i literally can't wait

also I’m not on Twitter much at all but the other day I read @dimplesandfierceeyes's pinned thread and listen it got me through the day. just read it if you haven't.

@transpat's "pre-relationship patpran and haq" post about the unspoken entitlement they entrust each other with. a deep dive into their pre-relationship dynamic. it's so good. an all-time bbs meta

@ranchthoughts (and me a little) talking about Pran's "Pat you've got to stop doing this to me" line in ep 5 here. i fucking LOVE this line and this meta. ranch's baseball mom shirt meta also required reading

"Bad Buddy, Tragedy, and Queer Futures" essay by @chickenstrangers, another all-time bbs meta, required reading. i go back to this one a lot

(if you create fanworks) what are your favorite fanworks that you’ve made?

my favorite bbs fanwork I’ve made is the unreleased patpran timeloop WIP that has been burning a hole in my gdocs for the past month. i’m having so much fun writing it but wow it’s also driving me up the fucking wall (affectionate)

i also really enjoyed all the meltdowns in the tags/notes when i posted this about that ep11 scene i love. and then this is my love letter to bbs, i think it still holds up idk my bbs os2-induced manic episode is all a blur.

idk anything else you want us to know?

thanks @fiercynn this was so cute 

i’m tagging some mutuals who post about bbs fairly often who i havent seen do this yet (i think?? i’ve been kind of absent lately). if i didn’t tag you and you want to do it please do, you can say i tagged you <3

@chickenstrangers @miscellar @hereforlou @ranchthoughts @midnightfreeway @philologique @neonsbian

[foundationhq]

all the skeletons as aesthetics?

oooh, fun! obviously, don't feel beholden to these as you prepare your app - these aesthetics are just what came to us as we pondered our open skeletons!

[𝐶𝑂𝑊𝐵𝑂𝑌 𝐺𝑅𝐸𝐸𝑇𝐼𝑁𝐺]

the  soft  reverberation  of  an  acoustic  guitar  in  an  empty  room;  the  tingling  in  the  fringes  of  your  mind  knowing  you’ve  forgotten  something  important  but  not  being  able  to  remember,  no  matter  how  hard  you  try;  a  tea  kettle  whistling  shrilly  on  the  other  side  of  the  house.

[𝐻𝐼𝐺𝐻 𝐹𝐼𝐷𝐸𝐿𝐼𝑇𝑌]

giddy,  breathless  laughter  escaping  the  confines  of  a  hand  clasped  over  lips;  over-sugared  coffee  sloshing  over  the  edges  of  a  cracked  porcelain  mug;  a kaleidoscope spinning lazily, its patterns esoteric and mesmerizing, meanings locked beyond conscious reality.

[𝐾𝐼𝑁𝐺'𝑆 𝐺𝐴𝑀𝐵𝐼𝑇]

a  bright  flash  of  light  bouncing  off  the  gleaming  edge  of  a  dagger  hidden;  a  shattered  glass,  a blood-red  drop of wine  clinging  on  a sharp piece,  crimson  pool  growing  on  a  pristine,  white  rug;  the  tarnished  surface  of  a  well-worn  silver  ring.

[№2 𝑃𝐸𝑁𝐶𝐼𝐿]

handwritten notes  crammed  into  every  corner  of  a  far  too  small  desk  cabinet;  the  scratch  of  a  fountain  pen,  leaving  behind  mathematical  notations on graph paper  in  crisp  loops;  the  rhythmic,  rapid-fire  typing  on  a  mechanical  keyboard  with  sculpted  caps.

[𝑃𝐸𝑅𝐹𝐸𝐶𝑇 𝑆𝑇𝑅𝐴𝑁𝐺𝐸𝑅]

the  first  golden rays  of  sunlight  piercing  through  the  veil  of  night, stirring scuttling creatures into renewed action ;  a  delicate, downy  feather  somersaulting  in  the powerful current of a summer zephyr;  the  light popping of fizzy  carbonation  frothing  over  the  lip  of  a  soda can.

[𝑅𝐸𝑉𝐸𝑅𝑆𝐸 𝐸𝑁𝐺𝐼𝑁𝐸𝐸𝑅]

ink-stained  fingers flipping through a set  of  index  cards, painting ghostly blue-black marks on stiff, lined card stock;  the  soft, worn  edges  of  a  beloved  book,  its  once stiff cover now curved after countless re-readings;  an  antique  cabinet  filled  with cherished  photo  albums  and  vintage  tchotchkes.

[𝑇𝑅𝐸𝐸 𝐻𝑈𝐺𝐺𝐸𝑅]

dried  flowers  pressed  in  every  page  of  a  scientific  tome, their fragile preserved  petals, breathing new life into the  dense text in  pinks  and  golds;  the captivating flash of a sparkler clutched between two fingers, it's scintillating lit end slowly making it's way closer and closer to the digits;  the intermittent tings of a  wind  chime  choir singing and dancing  in  a  springtime gale.

[𝑉𝐸𝐿𝑉𝐸𝑇 𝐺𝐿𝑂𝑉𝐸]

a  painstakingly  tailored  wardrobe,  every  single  item  free  of  wrinkles;  the  homey,  lingering  sweetness  of  clover  honey;  the  perfect  release  of  a  wax  stamp  on  an  envelope,  its  copper  monogrammed  seal  enclosing  personal  matters  of  the  heart.

below, you'll find aesthetics for the admin characters (marked with an asterisk) and our reserved skeletons, from their players!

[52 𝑃𝐼𝐶𝐾𝑈𝑃]

the  fiery  end  of  a  matchstick  carrying  a  white  plume  of  smoke  through  a  starless  night;  a  heart  calcified  from  rage;  a  stack  of  documents  fastened  and  meticulously  arranged  to  conceal  any  vestige  of  sin;  a  false  smile  that  does  not  quite  reach  one's  eyes.

[𝐷𝑌𝐼𝑁𝐺 𝐵𝑅𝐸𝐸𝐷]*

the soft and sharp of an owl, tousled feathers so fringed they’re silent, talons and beak that tear like meathooks; a can of so-sweet tinned peaches, eaten slowly, savoured to the last sip of syrup; windblown, cowlicked hair pulled through carefully darned sweaters, smelling of carbolic soap and Camel cigarettes; laugh lines that most people never see used and tattoos patched by scars with untold stories; the comfort of a woodfire - even as the glow of it pools in dozens of eyes, all so close, all so hungry.

[𝐸𝐿𝐸𝑉𝐴𝑇𝑂𝑅 𝑀𝑈𝑆𝐼𝐶]

steady  hands  glistening  with  life;  kind,  intelligent,  whiskey  brown  eyes  that  so  often  look  far  away;  faith,  maddening  and  undying,  to  one  who  runs  from  her;  a  fawn  hiding  beneath  an  evergreen  branch,  waiting  in  the  snow  and  pine  needles.

[𝐹𝐿𝐼𝑀𝐹𝐿𝐴𝑀]

plump  peaches  freshly  picked  off  the  tree;  delectable  French  pastries  on  a  white  porcelain  plate;  the  daybreak  that  allows  light  to  creep  in  through  the  night  sky.

[𝐿𝐼𝑉𝐸 𝑊𝐼𝑅𝐸]

a frayed trail of poorly-managed bandaging that leaks red; the frozen beads of condensation clinging to bare branches in an early winter morning; crows bearing gifts; stretched out cuffs on sleeves too long bunched in hands that have always been clenched; dust motes catching the light through a window; when the appliances click off their idle humming to leave absolute silence in a house that is not a home.

[𝑂𝐿𝐷 𝑆𝑃𝑂𝑅𝑇]*

the first page of a new notebook, unblemished, unassuming, unknown; the end credits on a film reel, little names passing across the screen, recognition in microseconds; white noise blending in and out, the background bleeding into the fore, the oscillating hum of a mechanical cicada — coil whine, the excitation of invisible electromagnetic forces, audile magnetic noises — piezoelectric boogaloo.

[𝑆𝑀𝑂𝑂𝑇𝐻 𝑂𝑃𝐸𝑅𝐴𝑇𝑂𝑅]*

the sharp tang of smoke from an extinguished match; the blend of cool and warm hues in a still healing bruise; the slight static buzz of a voice coming through a payphone speaker; a well-loved traveler’s journal — its pages tattered and warped — held together by a taut rubber band.

[lesetoilesfous]

can i ask for more hawke/isabela hahaha...with this from the touching prompts? "falling asleep on the other’s shoulder " happy friday!!!

Just a short one but I hope you enjoy it, thank you for the prompt!

(If you’d like me to write you a da2 fic, send me a prompt from here!)

@dadrunkwriting

Pairing: HawkeBela

Characters: Marian Hawke, Isabela

Tags: Deeps Roads, Yearning, pre-relationship

Rating: Teen and Up

They’ve been in The Deep Roads for three weeks now, and Isabela still isn’t sure what in the demon-infested abscesses of the Maker-blighted Fade possessed her to agree to this. She is a woman built for fresh air and wide, salt-soaked blue horizons. She is absolutely not designed to be trapped into neverending bloody tunnels, cleaning darkspawn piss off her tunic and hoping it doesn’t somehow infect her. 

On her shoulder, Hawke snores softly, her mouth half-open. Isabela pauses in her scrubbing to look down at her. In sleep, Marian looks almost gentle. Her pale skin is suited to these macabre surroundings, almost luminescent in the shadowed dark. Her long, thick eyelashes are brushstrokes of black ink, and her haphazard birds’ nest of hair is a pile of raven’s feathers, bending gently where she’s resting against Isabela’s shoulder. 

It would be so easy to kill her now, Isabela muses. The rest of the camp is asleep - even Varric, ever watchful of his prized bird, possessive with the love of deep and certain friendship. The embers of the fire have burned low, smudging some long since forgotten dwarven flagstones. The dark smells acrid and sulfurous, creeping around them like something alive. Isabela could slip a knife into her belly and claim it was a hurlock. It would hardly be difficult to find one. All she had to do was toss a pebble and they’d come running. Such a shame, they caught her in the night, at least she didn’t feel any pain.

Protectively, Isabela’s fingers curl around Marian’s wiry arm. She’s like a child, like this. Hardly the one-woman tornado who had so easily and so routinely upended her life. 

Something screeches in the distance, and Isabela tenses. On her shoulder, Hawke snorts a little, and a chuckle escapes Isabela like a butterfly, flying free of her lips without conscious thought. Bartrand and his mercenaries mutter and sniff farther off, and closer-by Varric half sleeps with measured, quiet, shallow breaths. 

Hawke frowns a little as a lock of dark hair falls down her forehead, tickling at her eyelids. Her nose wrinkles, and her lips press shut. Isabela curls, and moves the offending cowlick, careful as a forger with a priceless Orlesian masterpiece. Her fingertips trail over Hawke’s warm, soft cheek. When she speaks, it’s barely a murmur, “You’re going to be the death of me.”

But Hawke doesn’t hear the meaning of the words, just the sound of her voice. A sleep-softened smile curls around her rose-pink lips, and she presses closer to Isabela, breathing her in with a deep, happy sigh. Isabela ferociously ignores the stabbing pain in her chest, and lets her. For a moment she just sits there, one arm around the strong shoulders of the woman she - of her friend, listening to the cricket’s chorus of their company snoring in the night, and the distant, terrible cacophony of howling monsters.

Then she turns her attention back to the stain on her tunic. There’s no way she’s going to get it out. Hawke mutters and nuzzles her cheek against Isabela’s shoulder. Isabela sighs, and puts down the wash-cloth. There’s no hope. She’s committed now.

[dolce-elegy]

Introducing: Renzo Barnes aka REVENANT

"Oh honey you shouldn't have~..."

The current unwilling avatar of the conveniently slumbering grandmama of all eldritch abominations and the abstract personification of discord itself: KHAOS. Renzo is the resident ultra dramatic, full-tilt diva of the Avengers (well, co-full-tilt divas with Stark) who loves more than anything to mess with people, beat the shit out of nazis (along with so-called “realists” who are nothing more than nazis in a trenchcoat with an anatomically-incorrect symbol), and be the most well-dressed bitch on the team~✨. With both a lust for life and a lust for blood, Renzo is the one you call upon when you need a bit more fire power to take of particularly stubborn enemies; supernatural or otherwise. Now the thing to know about them is that they usually like to “play with their food” and tend to not take things so seriously. However, if you manage to actually piss them off you better pick a God and pray that they finish you off quick instead of taking their sweet time with it. There are worse things than death after all…Normally when they’re not doing the odd superhero work around New York, you can find them either hanging out and having overdrawn fan discussions about the Star Wars prequels with one Peter Parker at their apartment near Empire State University or arguing with Eddie Brock and whining about the listicles they have to write as a Daily Globe intern for their day job. That or practicing for the current semester play their drama department is putting on. Also they tend to help out their “Grandpa” Alexei with some totally “legal” missions much to their mother and father’s chagrin along with teaching Morgan new and exciting swear words in both English, Spanish and Voidspeak to mess with Stark~✌️✨

Full Bio Below 🔽

Full Name: Renzo Yelena Barnes-Romanoff

Alias(es): Revenant (main alias)/Night Spinner (only used during the 5 years post snap as a way to honor Peter)

Nicknames: Ren, "Little Shit," Hot Topic, Life on the Murder Scene, Depeche Mode, Ren Ren (used only by Kobik), Kid (used by Bucky), Little Blackbird or “Маленький дрозд/Malen'kiy drozd” (used by Alexei and Melina), “Femme-Presenting Patrick Bateman,” “Netflix Adaption of Yuno Gasai,” and "RENZO NO"

Age: 23 (in 2027)

Birthday: May 27, 2004 (Gemini)

Face Claim: Indya Moore

Gender: AMAB femme-presenting non-binary

Pronouns: They/Them

Family:

James Buchanan “Bucky” Barnes (Adoptive Father)

Natasha Barnes-Romanoff (Adoptive Mother)

Richard James “RJ” Barnes-Romanoff (Adoptive little brother)

Kobik Rebecca Barnes-Romanoff (Adoptive little sister)

Melina Vostokoff (Adoptive Grandmother)

Alexei Alanovich Shostakov (Adoptive Grandfather who is absolutely proud of Renzo’s pre-teen kill count much to Natasha’s annoyance and Bucky’s horror)

Yelena Belova (Adoptive Aunt)

Anthony Stark (biological uncle because Howard Stark had a bit too much “fun” in Mexico during the 70s)

Virginia Potts-Stark (aunt by marriage)

Morgan Stark (Biological half-cousin)

Steven Grant Rogers (honorary uncle/Godfather)

Samuel Thomas Wilson (honorary uncle/Godfather)

Clint Barton (honorary uncle/Godfather)

Laura Barton (honorary aunt/Godmother)

Appearance: (please note that since one of Renzo’s main abilities is shapeshifting they can technically have any kind of appearance they want. They following is what they “lovingly” call their “default skin”)

Skin color: brown skin with a reddish, summer undertone

Hair: black, full-bodied, spiky and wavy, mid-length hair with 3 distinct cowlicks

Eyes: blood red eyes with a permanent “smoky eye” and eye bags that also do “fun” things like glow, leak out black smoke and/or a black, ink-like substance along with their scleras turning pitch black as well.

Powers: Mediumship, Retrocognition, Empath Abilities, Umbrakinesis, Pyrokinesis, Shapeshifting, Flight/Levitation, Chaos Magic, Teleportation, Enhanced Speed/Strength/Healing Factor

Likes: Iced Coffee, High Fashion, sunglasses (especially if they’re heart-shaped), cheesy 80s movies, old musicals, watching old musicals and movies with Barnes, vintage fashion, charcoal (when you’re the KHAOS proxy you get “interesting” cravings…), hamburgers, french fries, salty foods in general, pocky, bad horror movies, anime, manga, broadway musicals, drama, drama (again but this time it’s theater-related), performing, singing, hot vampires, trying to hook up with vampires and get the big titty goth gf vamp gf of their dreams, gossiping, beating the shit out of and killing nazis/hydra agents/fascists, ABBA, disco in general (is pissed off that they were never around for the 70s and 80s), citypop, messing with Flash Thompson, messing with Mary-Beth Asger (ex-member of a “Christian” cult/proxy to KHAOS’ equally “slumbering” counterpart of Order, who honestly hasn’t completely stopped believing everything that she was taught even though admittedly she’s gotten better and is still your stereotypical, pompous, “nice white girl”), flirting, knives, messing with General Ross, getting to “let loose” (AKA letting their murderous impulses run wild on nazis), messing with “Tio Tony,” constantly shoving in “Tio Tony’s” face that they’d totally be “Team Cap” if they were around for the Airport Fight, honestly just messing with people in general.

Dislikes: egg creams (no matter how hard Barnes tries to make them like it, they refuse to drink it and they think that it’s nasty), ghosts, being able to see ghosts, their “Seer” powers overall, nazis/hydra/fascists, cults, other eldritch abominations in the AMARANTHINE (court of eldritch abominations that KHAOS is technically the head of), KHAOS because they have to clean up their (KHAOS’) messes, Christian cults (i.e. Evangelicals, Fundamentalists), terfs, boring people, boring movies, when people try to pick on Peter and Ned, having to write “listicles” for the Daily Globe, Blade constantly dashing their big titty goth vamp gf dreams

Personality: Theatrical, petty, vengeful, crafty, mischievous, sarcastic, but surprisingly compassionate, and empathetic (whether they like it or not). When not acting like they're trying to go for a Tony award in a notable revival of a classic production, they can be pretty out-there with a little bit of the uncanny valley mixed in. Not to mention, they can be also pretty laid-back and nonchalant; especially when dealing with villains trying for the umpteenth time to take over New York. Additionally, and not surprisingly, due to their background, they can be rather cynical and distrusting; however over the years they have been slowly but surely trying to look more at the bright side of things and give people the benefit of the doubt. However, God forbid you actually piss them off though, because that's when their sadistic side comes out. When that happens, you better pick a God and pray that they decide to kill you at all, let alone kill you quick...

Love Interest: Peter Parker

Bio: Renzo has never had the best time growing up. Born a "Seer" or otherwise known as a medium, they've always been able to see ghosts to their utter displeasure. However, they were the only one in their bio family that could see ghosts and thus was written off as an "insane" problem child by said family. Heavily medicated and then eventually abandoned after the death of their bio parents, Renzo was forced into the foster system at the age of 9. However that didn't last long, as Renzo eventually ran away and the then impressionable 10 year old fell into the clutches of Dr. Darius Titus Solomon and the Esoteric Cult of the Maverick. After being love-bombed to heck and back by Solomon due to their Seer "gifts," Renzo soon became enthralled with him and would literally do whatever Solomon wanted: including becoming an assassin for him.

However that all came to an end when Renzo found out that they were nothing more than a sacrifice and after inadvertently getting their revenge and unwanted new powers, they ran away to New York and became a part of the Parker Family. From there, they went to space, survived the snap, grieved their loss and ended up unexpectedly bonding with James "Bucky" Barnes and Natasha Romanoff. So much so, that a couple of years later after the Snap, Barnes and Romanoff (who ended up getting married themselves) adopted them, and then later on adopted RJ and then Kobik. Now years later, after helping to kick Thanos' ass, losing their memory of Peter and then regaining it; they're currently just trying to survive college and their internship at the Daily Globe, along with dealing with some "interesting" feelings concerning their best friend...

“Fun” Facts:

When they were formally adopted by Barnes and Romanoff, they decided to offer their new parents a chance to give them a middle name to help them better get a clean slate. Romanoff ended up deciding to use “Yelena” to honor her (still dusted at the time) sister, and thus Renzo officially became Renzo Yelena Barnes-Romanoff.

They are the absolute epitome of a theater kid and helped to run the drama club at Midtown High with an iron fist.

They were also surprisingly part of the Midtown High cheer squad and tended to do most of the acrobatic stunts when on the team.

They absolutely detest their mediumship and empath abilities due to making their early life a literal, living hell. It’s not fun when ghosts that only you can see have forgotten the meaning of “no” and try to turn you into their own personal “errand boy” after all. Especially when your own family thinks you’re insane and need to be institutionalized. Not to mention in terms of their empath abilities, it took a long, long time for them to finally get a hold of them. Before they would heavily get overwhelmed by other people’s emotions to the point that it would even influence their own. Though nowadays, if they’re not careful they can still get overwhelmed; especially in a crowd.

Going hand-in-hand with the previously mentioned empath powers: When Thanos first enacted the Snap, they could feel the devastating, vast loss of life in the same way Mantis could...

When they first escaped the Esoteric Order of the Maverick, they lived on the streets for a while trying to avoid any remaining members by constantly traveling. They were 12 when they came to Queens and ran into a sympathetic May Parker who after realizing that they had trauma-related to the foster system, made it her mission to coax Renzo into a stable home environment. It took her over 5 months but she and Peter were finally able to coax them into living with them.

For the longest time before the “Blip” they were basically known as “Parker’s weird, little ‘brother’.”

Has a petty feud with Peter over who’s taller. Back when they were 12, obviously Peter was taller, but then after the Blip, Renzo was the new reigning champ of height. However, during college Peter got a growth spurt and managed to get a couple of inches on them. To which, Renzo immediately used their shapeshifting powers to make them exactly 1 inch taller than Peter.

One of their most precious possessions is an old, black hoodie that Peter gave to them when they first met, after seeing the shivering, pre-teen, ex-assassin in the rain in an alley behind his and May’s apartment. It’s pretty much has become a comfort object for them and they even still wear it around their apartment sometimes to Peter’s surpise no matter how ratty it’s gotten. Even when they lost their memory of Peter, they still kept it and couldn’t bear to get rid of it, even if they couldn’t remember why exactly it was so important to them...

Another valuable possession of theirs was an old burner, flip phone that they had from their days in the cult that during the 2 years they lived with Peter and May became filled with pictures of them, Ned, and MJ. For the longest time it was a symbol of them overcoming their past as a killer and healing from it, and then during the 5 years after the “Blip,” it became a symbol of mourning for them. They ended up using it however on Vormir as a loophole since it was “something” they loved, by throwing it over the edge in order to prevent their mom from sacrificing herself.

Speaking of their time during the “Blip,” they ended up inadvertently going on a “revenge roadtrip” across the western United States with Barnes, Romanoff, Logan, Wade, W’Kabi, and a teenaged Dora Milaje in training called Thandiwe. Basically when they were 16, they found out to their horror, the Order was starting to gain power again, so they were trying to stomp out all of their hideouts during their summer break. At one of said hideouts they ran into Barnes and Romanoff who were trying to wipe out any Hydra remnants, W’Kabi (who was sent out as a War Dog as penance for his betrayal of T’Challa) and Thandiwe (who was also there to keep an eye on him) who were tracking down illegally trafficked vibranium, and Logan and a teenaged Wade, who were trying to get revenge on people in involved in the “Weapon X” program. There all of them found out that they were basically dealing with a “quadfecta” of evil, where the cult and hydra were working together with illegal vibranium and experimenting on mutants to create human weapons. From there they all decided to work together so they can all make sure that all factions of that network were taken down.

During this time, this was also where they, Barnes, and Romanoff first met Kobik, when they came across a mysterious town called “Pleasant Hill”...

For the 5 years after the “Blip” they also became “Night Spinner” as a way to honor Peter, where they even used Peter’s old, original, homemade Spider-Man hoodie. They felt that New York needed a Spider-Man and while they felt they were a poor replacement, they still felt that it was necessary. Stark even hooked up a version of Karen with their outfit too.

A 14 year old Renzo also was given Peter Quil’s zune by Rocket during the “Blip” years due to them reminding Rocket and Kraglin of Quil. During the time they were stranded in space waiting for a rescue with Stark and Nebula, Renzo found the zune and started using it a lot to distract themself. After recovering a bit when they got back to Earth, they tried giving it back to Rocket and Kraglin, who ended up telling them to keep it. For the next 5 years Renzo took care of it and was almost never seen without it Obviously when everyone came back after the final defeat of Thanos, Renzo gave the zune back to Quil; albeit with some extra future funk additions~

To their horror (well more like embarrassment and annoyance), they found out that they were the illegitimate nephew/niece (nephice? niecephew? we really need to come up with something gender neutral that’s not nibling) of Tony Stark when they were 20 during a routine medical checkup at the Avengers complex. Apparently Howard Stark had a bit too much fun in Mexico during the late 70s which ended up producing Renzo’s biological mother. Nobody in their bio family knew about it; not even their egg donor and their bio maternal grandmother took that secret with her to her grave.

Is basically (one-sided) sitcom nemeses with Blade due to the fact that Blade keeps killing all of the hot vampires that they kept trying to hook up with.

Currently has undiagnosed BPD [Borderline Personality Disorder]

Still has “Girls Nights” with Wade and a reluctant Peter.

Constantly gets harassed by KHAOS’ cult and their [KHAOS'] “children” who think that they’re “literally” KHAOS who’s just “playing one of their silly little games with them...”

Can be “bound” via very specific casting sigils/circles which are normally used to essentially put them in a “time out” where they can’t leave until the spell burns out.

Was unfortunately used by Peter to prevent a rage-filled Renzo from murdering Norman Osbourne after Peter spared him, and later prevent a despondent Renzo from stopping him having Strange erase everyone’s memory of him...

When they first went to Empire State University (at age 20 after taking a gap year or two) and still couldn’t remember Peter, they ironically got paired up with him (who after getting his GED and applying like crazy for student aid, scholarships, FAFSA, etc. was able to qualify for student housing) in the dorms. They didn’t understand why they had an immediate camaraderie with him, why Parker always seem to know what they liked, and why they liked spending time with him so much (nor why Parker always looked like he was in pain and about to cry whenever they were spending time together...)

Regained their memory of Peter when a second Spider-Verse event occurred and due to their stint as “Night Spinner” they technically counted as a “Spider-Person.” Peter had been kidnapped by the “Inheritors” and while spending time with Peter 2 and 3 who were confused as to why Renzo didn’t remember them and Peter 1, something in their mind snapped when they tried to think about certain things that didn’t make sense about their “roommate.” That was when after having the absolute worst headache of their life, they finally remembered who Peter was and was absolutely pissed that he went through with erasing their and everyone else’s memory of him. Basically after one-shoting of the Inheritors who were holding their Peter hostage, they initiated a fight with him out of feeling betrayed and the fact that it made them feel like Peter didn’t trust them enough. They did eventually make up though; though Peter had to deal with everyone else remembering who he was since Renzo brute-forcing through Strange’s spell helped MJ, Ned, Happy, and all of his other loved ones remember him. Well at least no one else remembered that he was Spider-man at least...)

While Peter, Ned and MJ went on the school trip to Europe, “lucky” Renzo and Mary-Beth got trapped within Westview and got to be “special guests” on Wandavision due to being in the wrong place and the wrong time (aka Renzo went with Mary-Beth to look at colleges in the Jersey area against their will and only intended to stop in Westview to get something to eat when Wanda had her mental breakdown). Strangely though, while both of them were still forced to follow Wanda’s unconscious machinations, they still retained more of their free will than other Wandavision “cast members”...

Obviously the universe that they occupy has a lot of things go differently than the main MCU universe. For example, instead of Bucky, Sam, and Shuri being one of the people dusted, Steve and Sarah Wilson get dusted instead and Shuri has to try and run Wakanda by herself without her brother nor her mother. Also Alexei doesn’t get dusted either and has to deal without having Melina and Yelena with him.

And since his sister got dusted while leaving her sons alone, Sam had to step up and move down to Louisiana to take care of his nephews (with Bucky and Nat becoming an honorary uncle and aunt).

Also Bucky and Tony managed to begrudgingly come to an understanding and while they’re not “friends” per say Tony doesn’t want to kill him anymore and doesn’t blame him for his parents deaths. He still wants to slap Rogers though...

Of course Bucky and Nat become closer and end up dating and eventually married.

Nat and Tony don’t die. Renzo uses a loophole on Voromir to prevent their mom from sacrificing herself and since Tony “shares’ the load of the Infinity Stones with Nebula (who was the one actually wearing the glove) and with a powered-up Renzo and Mary-Beth (basically another Seer who was a proxy to a slumbering eldritch creature: this time KHAOS’ counterpart: KOSMOS, who was the personification of order/ frenemy of Renzo). Tony still ended up in a coma for a couple of years, and Nebula almost died and was out of commission for a couple of months. Same with Renzo and Mary-Beth.

Also Sam and Steve get married as well when the Blip is reversed and Steve doesn’t go back in time to be with Peggy. Sam still becomes the new Captain America though, and Steve becomes the nephews' cool but dorky, Uncle Steve. Steve also basically becomes a “trophy husband” as he likes to joke and has full on retired but will still be an ornery, stubborn, bastard that tries to unionize everything and protest against injustice.

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[dreemurr-skelememer]

revamped my old human ink designs!

[im-captain-basch]

I think the little ways in which certain aspects of my standard Kong designs translate into gijinka are really fun. My favorite part of figuring how to make one work in the other is the hair/head fur and certain things I've done does fucking parkour in my head sometimes to get to where it is today.

Like, for instance: being in middle school and really into anime influenced DK's hair and the subsequent introduction of hair floopies (cowlicks) to other characters in gijinka when I first started drawing. It later made issues arise when trying to figure out how to make it work in the standard design. I didn't know it at the time, but g!Cranky's hair floopy wound up being the key.

He and Wrinkly both got theirs from accidental strokes of the pen when I'd ink drawings, and I made the joke that they're where DK got his from since at the time I was going with them not being his grandparents. (Eventually this morphed into the thickness of the cowlick coming from Cranky while the general shape came from Wrinkly.) When trying to draw the Kong's with non-gijinka forms, I wanted to still incorporate them somehow for the guys and that's why Cranky has that weird chonky flattened piece of fur on his head.

Where this comes in to play with DK is when I decided I wanted to settle the matter of how to translate his hair into his fur. I realized I could give DK the same chonky lock and then combine it with old g!hairstyle ideas to get what he has now and it still work as a silly internal reference to make me laugh.

Is any of this making sense?? I feel like I'm going insane. But I like sharing little thought processes like this!

[mswebb]

I have like alot of stories/series/alternate universes in my brain but these guys are the most recent! I introduce to you the Numero Gang! On our roster we have

- 07 (glasses & spiraly cowlick) the hacker of the group the one who most often takes down security measures and cameras when they're all doing their heists, can go through electrical devices and messing with it from the inside, they're not exactly human, she originally a computer virus that has developed intelligence and due to this was locked inside of an old computer model to ensure that they won't be able to get out..well until the fall of the corporation she was made in and they got out of that Computer real fast afterwards, along the way they found another experiment within the wreckage known as 09 and the two (due to same circumstances) bonded and became friends eventually leaving the wreckage and sought to live their lives outside which ended up with them turning to a life of crime, probably the oldest out of everyone but acts crudely and degenerative, is not stealthy she will whistle or hum a tune while infiltrating areas just to mess with the guards/security mostly because she knows she can handle herself well enough.

- 09 (Glasses & Gas mask) the silent but deadly one in the group but the silence is because she doesn't exactly know how to interact with people that much the exception being her team, she's an entity made out of pure ink (some batim shit right here) and somewhat indestructible, she also have the weird ability to go through graffiti she had made like a portal (cartoon logic where someone could paint a wall and go through it but others cannot and just hit the wall) due to the fact she mixes her paint supplies with her own inky substance, has a unusual fascination to color and fashions their weapons accordingly i.e bombs that emit colored smoke, has been in the facility she and 07 were made in for an unknown amount of time but once they met 07 she's quick to latch unto the first person(?) She has seen in days immediately following them around like a lost puppy and due to this they both become partners in crime both literally and figuratively.

- 01 (Short boy & Hat) he was originally a robot model for a delivery service and was the prototype designed by his creator or mother as he likes to refer to her as and a unknown scientist, he liked the schedule he was put under even if it was the only thing he ever knew and he loves all his brothers (clones) it was a constant never changing routine and he wouldn't have had it any other way, until his company shuts down due to reasons he was not made aware of and soon he was on the path to being crushed down and incinerated but managed to escape unscathed using his little knowledge outside of his usual programming and soon he was off into the world alone and certainly confused of what to do next, he didn't entirely liked the freedom he had it was nice but he didn't feel useful and that feeling of uselessness prevails until he meets 09 and 07 on their first high of criminal life and without much thought he followed them along and eventually was apart of their team as a spy and that made him feel useful again even more alive, he modified his body to have a holographic disguise kit so he can project different faces unto himself at the cost that it doesn't embody all of him as in he's short and if he disguises himself taller it'll take one touch to know he's not real though thankfully he hasn't been caught, along with making a suitable companion he dubs Lumos a small companion robot that can serve as a light, can make small shields, and is able to flashbang any incoming threats when prompted, he didn't have many connections in his life but he used to have a friend called Simon who he used to drop off parcels to Simon's aunt's flower shop and it had been a nice break from his routine when it got too overwhelming but he knows he won't be able to see him anymore on account of the flower shop moving and him being a criminal essentially.

- Sketchy (Bow) the sniper of the group! She was a freelance artist but wasn't getting paid enough so she turned to becoming a assassin for hire up until a mission left her so wounded she had to be transferred to a sort of synthetic body, she can disappear in a cluster of paper and cannot fight close combat wise (i.e no good with knives), she went into hiding after transferring into her synthetic body and became restless and sorta adrenaline seeking which is how she ended up with this ragtag group of nonhuman misfits! She's got alot of past stuff she doesn't reveal too often but she's real nice and cute even, until she has to do her job then she goes into professional mode.

They all operate in this district area called CyTech and generally hop around here until the had to go to the other districts, they're all really close and work well together even if they get on each others nerves aswell definitely a nice found family with maybe an antagonist on the horizon 👀 but for now they're just stealing stuff from various places for the thrill of it.

[bluepoodle7]

#Klonoa #JohnDoeGame #RegularGuy #DreamTraveler #MySketch #SpeciesSwap #RegularKlonoa #DreamDoe #Falseperson#PoodleArtMyArt

This is what I sketched so far so things might change.

Regular Guy Klonoa's has Wahoo! on his zipper.

This is my first time coloring my artwork on Mspaint.

I usually do this if I'm not sure what colored pencil I should use to color a character.

This is the beta sketch of dream traveler John Doe holding regular guy Klonoa.

I know it's not that great.

The circle was to test his fake clay skin color for what color pencil to use.

I used the line and curve shape tools to get the lineart that I drew to match the sketch then I colored it in with my touch screen with those touch screen stylus but mine was not a pen but came from a capsule.

What is on Dream Traveler Doe's shirt says Arrest.

Colored it by pixel.

This method takes a lot longer than me just inking and coloring it in real life if I have time.

Regular Guy Klonoa has tan skin and Dream Traveler John Doe has either light peach or sand fake skin color.

Thinking about making regular Klonoa have a yellow lineart similar to how John Doe has red lineart on the hair in the traditional version.

Also give Doeball Klonoa his cowlick back.

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The mouth is the beta design sketch to the infected realtor Au of a parasitism Falseperson.

Zanadu is her name and she is the first fungmammal to successfully change into a humanoid form in my infected realtor Au into a Falseperson which is like a bootleg Regular Guy that loves water and tries to blend in the Uncanny Valley.

She/Thon

I hand drew her myself and this is the lineart and test color for this character.

Zanadu's fake putty rubber like human form and her three eyed fox rabbit shark fungmammal form.

She wears a shark tooth like necklace and has shark teeth designs on her jacket and pants.

Falseperson's don't have a doeball form but if badly damaged they revert into fungmammal form.

Her shirt design is mostly sea themed or fish puns.

Her fake birthmark on her right cheek changes shapes but the default is a heart shape.

When a Falseperson gets hit with a physical move they will take the hit then save that force for a later attack by them that will be two times more powerful.

When a Falseperson hits a regular guy with their water finger gun or shocks a freshly freed regular guy from the water be like.

Videos not mine but links are there. INTELEON - SNIPE SHOT (POKEMON SHIELD) (youtube.com)

Super Effective - Pokémon Sound Effects (youtube.com)

E-Circuit 2-in-1 Stylus Pens, 5.5-in. | Dollar Tree

Let's Play ILLBLEED Part 21C - Toyhunter - YouTube

(Next set to mspaint lineart and test color.)

Sammy a regular guy sona.

Puffz but Spike is a nickname to him.

Hazzy the soda stealer and a product tester.

Regular Guy Zable.

[harvestgoateggs]

Boy With Cowlick.....ink and oil pastel on paper.

[e-v4ne]

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