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Fourteen's Backstory (AU)

CW: testing dangerous stuff, s3lf h4rm, murder, yandere behavior, cannibalism (mainly eating skin), and gory details (somewhat)

Fourteen used to hang out at the Equation Playground and used to be your average Algebralien - kind, a little dim-witted, loved math (and in Fourteen's case, science - mainly biology!), was friends with other Algebraliens (Ten and Fifteen were his romantic partners - they loved Fourteen as well), and was generally enjoyable before he started eating skin.

But then, one day (sometime after XFOHV), Fourteen got a brain injury by tripping and falling on a sharp rock. They were rushed to the hospital and stayed there for a while. They stayed for four weeks - three weeks before what made Fourteen go crazy.

What did make Fourteen go crazy?

They missed Ten and Fifteen and wanted to see their joyfriends again. They would do anything - and I mean ANYTHING - to make sure the three of them could be together. They wondered when they'd leave the hospital.

One day, a set of operating tools were left in Fourteen's room unintentionally. Fourteen then got a little too curious.

He tested some of the tools on his body and hurt himself with them. Then, he bandaged the wounds and cleaned the tools. After that, he hid the tools. Following that, he planned to kill - and to escape.

The next day, the camera in the room where Fourteen stayed was broken (Fourteen broke it), and someone came to fix it.

Fourteen woke up to see someone fixing the camera they broke, then got up, pulled the ladder out from underneath the handynumber's feet, and killed them.

Now Fourteen was hungry, and breakfast hadn't arrived.

So they ate the skin of the dead handynumber.

They loved the taste.

Fourteen progressively killed more Algebraliens and ate their skin.

He escaped the hospital with intentions to eat more skin - and with that, showing Ten and Fifteen how much he loved them.

A few days later, Four and their company were preparing to take a picture together. Fifteen prepped the camera and started the countdown to take the picture, and as the picture had been taken...

Fourteen attacked Two and ate some of the skin off the latter's head, resulting in a permanent scar.

He was about to kill Two when all of a sudden, a spade Algebralien named Black Jack (one of my OCs) saved Two from being hurt by Fourteen.

When Fourteen was confronted about attacking Two, he said that he did it for Ten and Fifteen's love, and it was for them.

After that, Fourteen was banned from the Equation Playground and Algebralex (the town) in general. Ten, even though he loved Fourteen, was too scared to be around Fourteen, so he hid from the other Algebraliens for a while because he thought he caused Fourteen's behavior - like it was a curse.

Fifteen was angry at Fourteen for the situation and also wanted to get away from him, so she ran away and became a hikikomori to prevent any situations like Fourteen's photobomb from happening again.

And then, years later, Fourteen was invited to the subcount because Ten thought that Fourteen could redeem themselves...

and the rest is history.

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couldnt draw my thang for mid-autumn so treated myself to a calne redesign instead

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...i promise i take him seriously i just keep finding shitposts that fit soooo well... i have folder with just shitposts that fit ominously well with him that i keep wanting to draw and then i never get to them HAHAHA

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the fox god.

a comic about a trickster.

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You’re on a path—

Hey wait that’s not a princess.

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— ☆ contents: sfw, dad!sukuna handling the morning routine with your girls while you're away, fem!reader, vague hair descriptors for your babies (mention of messy hair and braids), maybe a little ooc, 0.8k wc | masterlist

"Please do our hair, Papa!"

And just like that, their adorable cheeks and flashy grins worked their magic, turning the rare morning without you into a delightful little circus.

It was honestly a travesty, a cosmic joke of the highest order that Sukuna—a man of men, built like he was meant to father sons upon sons—had been blessed with two daughters. And not just any daughters but two miniature versions of you.

You used to get so stressed leaving him alone with them but as they grew into their little personalities, you realised it wasn’t the girls you needed to worry about—it was him.

Sukuna stood in front of the mirror, holding a comb in his hand like it was a foreign weapon, and your youngest, who was perched on a stool in front of him, frowned when she saw that after all his awkward attempts, her hair was still a wild mess.

"Mama doesn't do it like this," she said matter-of-factly. All of four years old but already an expert in hair etiquette, apparently.

He sighed, glancing at her in the mirror with a look of defeat. “Well, guess what? Mama’s not here,” he gruffed, although his mouth twitched upward in amusement, "So you’ve gotta deal with me.”

She pouted as she crossed her little arms, scrunching her nose while giving him the tiniest glare. Sukuna chuckled at the sight. She looked just like you.

“But Mama doesn’t hurt me,” accusatory eyes pierced into her father as if the tugs at her scalp were intentional.

He stopped, deadpan, like he was facing the toughest opponent of his life. “You think I’m trying to hurt you on purpose?” He pointed at the comb, “This thing’s got a mind of its own.”

Your eldest daughter, who had been lounging on the futon and flipping through a picture book, piped up with a smirk, “Mama says you need to be gentle, Papa.”

“Gentle?” he muttered under his breath. She heard him regardless and nodded back at him.

Another dramatic exhale left his lips. He started again, much slower this time, painstakingly working the brush through his daughter’s hair. “Alright, princess, by the time I’m done, you’ll look so pretty, Mama's gonna be jealous. She might even eat you.”

The youngest giggled at that, wiggling in her stool as Sukuna brushed through the last tangle without any major casualties. As he tied off the braid with a ribbon, he stepped back, standing tall with his hands on his hips, impressed with his own work. “There,” he said with more confidence than he probably should, “Nailed it.”

She gave him a sidelong glance, still skeptical but he could see the admiration she was trying to hide, “It’s… okay,” she declared her final verdict. She was acting like it wasn’t the best job though her tone said otherwise.

Meanwhile, your eldest, still on the futon, didn’t miss a beat. “Mama would’ve done it faster.”

Of course, they adore you. Everyone did. But when you weren't around, Sukuna—who could wipe out an entire army with a single swipe and set whole villages aflame—found himself outmatched by a hair comb and two pint-sized versions of the love of his life. It’s no wonder you were able to tame the girls.

But he caught your eldest sliding a thumbs up from behind her book, her way of saying—It looks good, Papa.

And he thinks maybe he’s doing alright. Although, if you were here you would’ve probably swooped in and rescued him long ago whilst being heavily amused by his struggle. Of the two of you, it wasn't difficult to figure out who was more gentle and patient. He swore you could do motherhood in your sleep and he already knew you would tease him later about this.

“You’re thinking about Mama, aren’t you?” Your eldest asked with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, catching him off guard.

“What makes you say that?” He blinked at her. That slyness? Maybe she took after him more than he'd realised.

She shrugged with all the wisdom of a seven year old who’s already figured out her father. “You always get that look on your face when you’re missing her.”

Sukuna shook his head, “Well, your Mama makes this look easy.” He went back to inspecting his youngest’s head knowing deep down it was far from the flawless work you would’ve done, “Okay, princess. You’re good to go.” She beamed at him and hopped off the stool, happily oblivious to the way the ribbon had already started slipping.

As soon as she scampered off to grab her stuffed bear, he turned his attention to his eldest again, who was quirking her eyebrow and looking every bit like you.

“Listen, kid. Don’t think you’re getting out of this,” he pointed at the stool while giving her a playful glare, “Your turn.”

a/n: holding all of your hands during these trying times. this has been sitting in my draft since august so im glad it's finally out huehue

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Oh how beautiful it would be to have the neck of someone's daughter beneath my knee. Her pleading for me not to hurt her. Just. Waiting patiently for her to make one last futile appeal to my morality before finally crushing her pitiful throat, ensuring the last whisper that ever comes out of her mouth is my name.

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Terrible Influence Tour Themed Cocktails

I got experimental with my cocktail mixing to come up with some themed drinks for the livestream this weekend! 🍸🍹💙

Recipes under the cut.

The Terrible Influence

More for the on-theme color than anything. Also just wanted an excuse to make a sparkly cocktail. 😅  Not too sweet!

1.5 oz gin

1 oz blue curacao

.75 oz creme de violette

.5 oz lime juice

bar spoon/dash of simple syrup

edible cocktail glitter (optional)

sugar for rim (optional)

Rim glass with a mixture of sugar & glitter if desired. Add gin, blue curacao, creme de violette, lime juice, and simple syrup to a cocktail shaker. Add ice and shake for 15 seconds. Strain into glass. Add a sprinkle of edible glitter to the glass and stir in.

The Her

You’re going to need to like cherry (and tequila) for this one! A play on a cherry margarita, with the addition of Bénédictine (a liqueur said to have originally been developed by monks). 😉

6 cherries

.75 oz lime juice

2 oz tequila

1 oz cherry liqueur

.5 oz benedictine

black food coloring (optional)

cherry (for garnish)

Muddle cherries and lime juice in a cocktail shaker. Add tequila, cherry liqueur, benedictine, and food coloring. Add ice and shake for 15 seconds. Strain into a glass filled with ice. Garnish with a cherry.

The “Are They Fighting?”

Self-explanatory. ❤️🥊💙 You can add more ginger beer to taste (after mixing the layers) if needed!

1.5 oz grenadine

1.5 oz vodka

2 oz ginger beer (or ginger ale)

1.5 oz blue curacao

Add grenadine and vodka to a glass and stir. Fill the glass with ice. Combine ginger beer and blue curacao separately. Hold an upside down spoon over the glass and VERY SLOWLY pour the curacao and ginger beer mixture over it to create a blue layer on top of the red. Stir together before drinking.

The Phlonde 

Perfectly blonde and very sweet, just as Phil likes!

1.5 oz vanilla vodka

1 oz lillet blanc

.5 oz elderflower liqueur

.5 oz lemon juice (.25 oz if no sugar rim or you like things as sweet as Phil does 😆)

1 dash orange bitters

lemon peel (for garnish)

sugar for rim (optional)

Rim glass with sugar if desired. Add vanilla vodka, lillet blanc, elderflower liqueur, lemon juice, and orange bitters to a cocktail shaker. Add ice and shake for 15 seconds. Strain into glass. Garnish with lemon peel.

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Cowboy redesigns from forever ago that I forgot to post ^^

(Design notes and stuff under the cut)

Sundown and Moonhigh are two performer animatronics that have a sort of 'cop and robber' routine where Sun plays the role of a sheriff and Moon the criminal. While they make put on an act of hatred on stage, behind the curtains, the two are inseparable

Moonhigh

Behind Moonhigh's swave and laid back veneer, he's just like any other Moon, a lover of mischief and play

I was also like 100% sure that moonhigh was an actual term??? Its not!!!!! It's from warrior cats

Moonhigh's clothing is desaturated due to sun bleaching and dust, his clothing is not as well taken care of as Sundown's both because of neglect from staff and Moonhigh's general distrust of them. This neglect is also the reason for his damaged faceplate as it was deemed too expensive to completely replace it and the injury enhanced how scary he was as a villain

Moonhigh's cape also doubles as a blanket! He takes good care of it and even washes it himself. It’s also handy for applying pressure to wounds, not that Moonhigh would ever need to use it for that purpose.

Moonhigh's designated flavour is coconut and he's usually seen in the Fazwest's milkshake bar between performances

Sundown

Sundown is a lot sweeter than most Suns though he does have his moments of apathy towards others due to him not quite understanding other's troubles due to his cushy treatment from staff

He shares the same general anxiety and mannerisms as his predecessors, he's always twitching and bouncing around

Sundown was similarly injured at to Moonhigh at some point but his faceplate was fixed, giving him a shiny green eye

Sundown has scarily accurate aim

Sundown's designated flavour is mango and he's usually seen in the horse stables in between performances