#friends oc’s

[shmunter]

I suppose not…

characters belong to @melodyofthevoid

[spadaaces]

Pippin moment from a couple sessions ago that stuck with me

[thgelittleggoober]

Hey guys whats up-

WAIT

IS THAT MJ THE COOL 😨😨😨😨😨😨😨😨😨😨😨😨

FEATURING ORIGINAL CHARACTER LOVE INTEREST

OH MY GOD AND IT’S AN ATTEMPT AT HYPER-POP

AHHHHHHH ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

@heavytf2mybeloved

[thefandomemma]

Who would you fall for?

(Zander and Daisy are not my characters, all art is mine except for Daisy (my @ ing isn’t working so I’ll tag them in the comments ˙◠˙ )

@velcro-raptor

[depressedhatakekakashi]

Wedding Day Bliss

Characters: Hatake Kakashi and Hatake Aina (Oc)

Pairing: Sakumo/Tsunade (mentioned)

Words: 1213

Commission for the ever beautiful @shinobimagpie who asked me for some Kakashi watching his father marry Tsunade. I couldn’t not include some Big brother Kakashi moments.

Aina is the Oc of @shinobimagpie Daughter of Hatake Sakumo and Tsunade 💜💜💜 she’s adorable and deserves all of the love

Betaed by @haethel

Everything was perfect.

Alright, not everything. His father looked like a mess of anxiety bundled up into human form, and he was pretty sure Gai had run off somewhere to tell some poor soul about his ‘great Rivalry with the groom’s son’, but that was ok.

Those things were normal, though. If the two of them changed at all, even for a day, everyone would begin to worry about them.

Everything else about today was perfect. From the elegant decorations, the perfectly picked flowers, and the small but well-selected guest list. Each little detail had been carefully organized, resulting in a day that Kakashi was certain he would never forget.

“Ka!” A tiny voice called out to him. “Ka!”

Glancing downwards, he smiled down at Aina. Usually, she would be attached to Tsunade-sama. Demanding all of her mother’s attention and love at every moment that she could. Today, however, Tsunade-sama was busy and Aina needed someone to watch her. His father had thought about asking someone else to watch over her, but he had expressed a variety of concerns about asking any of his other wedding guests to watch his precious vegetable princess.

Naturally, Kakashi had ended up with the job. Partially as an offer to ease his father’s concerns, and partially because Tsunade-sama had requested that he take the job. A request he found difficult to refuse. These days it was hard for him to find time to spend with Aina. Between all of the missions he was being sent on and the time he spent with his friends, there were few precious moments left for his little sister.

“Big brother is here,” he promised, offering her a gentle smile while he cradled her in his arms. “Everything is alright. Today is a day for cheer and celebration after all. We’re going to see Father and Mama marry. Look around.” Adjusting her a little, he held her so that she could see the wedding venue. With all of the chairs set up for the guests to sit at, and a beautiful arch decorated with flowers hand-picked by the couple to match their ceremony outfits. “Oh,” tilting her back a little, he smiled down at her, “and don’t worry. Mama decided not to wear the wataboshi so you’ll see her face the entire time.”

The scene had been rather entertaining when Tsunade tried on the headpiece. Although Shizune quite liked how it looked, Aina had taken one look at her mama with her face hidden from view and began crying. She only stopped when Tsunade gave in and removed the headpiece, making her feelings about that bit of the wedding outfit very clear.

“Ah, but you won’t notice Mama during the ceremony,” he assured her. “I’ll make sure you’re well entertained. I even brought your favourite thing.” Adjusting her once more so she was cradled in his left arm, he dug into his right pocket and pulled out a little beagle stuffy. A gift he had gotten for her when she was first born, and which never failed to make her light up with excitement. “See? It’s not just me keeping you company today.”

As soon as she spotted the stuffy, Aina reached out towards it with a happy cheer. “Ka! Kaka!”

“Oh my.” Handing it over, he watched as Aina wrapped her tiny arms around it and hugged it tight against her chest. “See? Big brother is here to make sure that you have a brilliant day.”

That was the only job he had today. A special S-ranked mission that Tsunade had given him just a few days ago, with the mission written out on a scroll and everything. There were a lot of aspects of the wedding that she was focusing on of course, but the most important one was that Aina had fun. She had even tried to offer him money for the mission, but Kakashi had made a trade with her instead.

He spent the day taking care of and entertaining Aina so that Tsunade can enjoy her wedding, and he and Gai get the next festival off together. A single guaranteed day for him to hang out with his best friend, play festival games, and watch Gai stuff himself with treats.

“We even have front row seats to the ceremony.” He smiled when Aina lifted her stuffy over her face and giggled. “You’ll get to see Mama in the shiromuku she picked out just for today. Shizune says she looks beautiful in it, though if you ask Father he’d say she always looks beautiful.”

Aina giggled a bit more, staring up at him with cheerful brown eyes.

“It’s an exciting day, isn’t it? Everyone’s running around making sure things are perfect, but big brother has a little secret to tell you.” Lowering himself a little, he brushed his nose against her forehead and listened to that bright, happy laughter of hers. “Everything is already perfect.”

From the wedding favours to the outfits, everything had come together flawlessly. Every bit of work that his father and Tsunade-sama had put into this wedding had paid off ten-fold.

Though, that wasn’t what mattered. For all he cared, everything could be horrible. The world could open up and start raining down on this beautiful gathering and it would still be perfect in his eyes because his father was happy.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen him smile so much,” he admitted, careful to keep his voice down so that only Aina could hear him. “Ever since I was little he’s seemed plagued with regrets. He smiled of course, but it was never as bright.”

The smile that shone on his father’s face when he was with Tsunade-sama, even if they were simply standing side by side, was brighter than Kakashi could have ever imagined. Nothing at all like the soft, fond smile that he would always give Kakashi when he was teaching him a new jutsu, or when he would carry him on his back through the village.

Tsunade-sama brought out a joy in his father that no one else possibly could, and for that Kakashi was eternally thankful. His father was a better man with her by his side. Still anxious over ridiculous things, and tough when it came to training, but more relaxed.

“Aye, I’m holding us back,” he scolded himself. Straightening himself up, he looked towards the altar. The spot where his father and Tsunade-sama would soon make their commitment to each other in front of their closest friends and family. “We should go check on Father. Make sure he hasn’t dissolved into an anxious mess.”

Aina buried her face into her stuffy’s side, muffling the cheerful sounds she was making while Kakashi hugged her a little closer to his body. There was still a whole day of ceremony and celebrations in front of them and Kakashi couldn’t wait for it all to begin.

Sure, he would be surrounded by more people than he was usually comfortable with, but if that was the cost of seeing his father getting married to the woman he loved then it was more than worth the price. As long as he was able to see that bright, cheerful smile stretched across his father’s face, he was happy to suffer for a little while.

[abysbal]

Art from 2021 I never finished frm my iPad.. was using it today to write some stuff but ended up finding a bunch of old art instead so

[milsae]

Happy Lesbian Holidays!!

[cataclysmcrows]

big fan of when grief drives characters to do fucked up things that are ultimately pointless and do more harm than good rather than just like. going to therapy

[kottkrig]

People liking your personal OCs is still such a crazy feeling, I've been doing this for years and ppl asking about them still fills my entire heart with warmth and idk how to handle it

You enjoy this fictional guy I made up for fun?? Whose only content is random artwork or writing made by me and a handful of other artists at most? They have no show/book/game with a large fandom, it's just one person with an art blog?? I love u

[little-red-fool]

Astarion you’re not the most dangerous thing in this two-man party.

Part 2 (CW: body horror)

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

you’ve been katsuki’s for as long as you can remember.

sure, he had never outwardly called you his girlfriend, but when you were both seven years old, he came up to you. chest heaving slightly from running up and down the hill where he had gotten you a freshly plucked out bouquet of flowers. the roots were still clinging to them and he got dirt all over your hands from forcibly grabbing them and shoving the bouquet in them before you could even form a sentence.

“since you accepted the flowers, you’re mine now.” he mumbled, his little hands tightened into fists at his sides and chubby cheeks a cute shade of pink, staring at you as confidently as he could.

a grin grows on his face when you respond with a simple “okay !” and a bright smile. the grin on his face never disappears even as his mom scolds him for getting you both all dirty.

you were katsuki’s in middle school too, when the boys in class decided to play kiss, marry, kill and he had somehow gotten dragged into it. the girls in your class tried their best to seem uninterested, claiming the boys were being childish, but you noticed how hard some of them were straining their ears trying to hear what the guys were talking about in their own little corner of the room. you’d be lying if you said you weren’t a little curious as well.

katsuki was as ruthless as you’d known him to be, choosing to kill any girl that wasn’t to his liking, which ended up being all of them. much to the other boys’ chagrin, claiming he had no taste.

then your name was brought up.

at that, his eyes widened and he turned in his seat to see if you were watching. you had never turned your head away so fast in your life and you were pretty sure you heard something go “crack”.

he clicked his tongue. mumbling something about how stupid the game was before muttering out a “kiss yn, marry yn and kill that other bitch.” before getting up and stomping away, claiming he had to go to the bathroom followed closely by the whoops and hollers of his two friends behind him.

you both made eye contact when he walked out and you think you’ll never forget how red his cheeks were.

you were katsuki’s when he was the one to walk you to and from school everyday, claiming you would somehow get lost without him. you were katsuki’s when he had begrudgingly shoved homemade valentines day chocolates into your arms, mumbling something about how you had been upset nobody had gotten you anything last year, conveniently leaving out the fact he had scared off all the other guys trying to offer you anything.

you were katsuki’s when he grabbed your hand during the winter because he said you’d “end up dying of hypothermia with the way you’re chittering over there.” and you were his when you were the only person he laughed around. loud, genuine laughter that you and only you could squeeze out of him. you were katsuki’s when he randomly kissed you goodnight at your door one night and he’s been doing it ever since, and gets all pouty when you turn away from his kisses to tease him.

“are we dating ?” you had asked him. you’re both in high school now and you’re in his dorm room. your legs are on his lap and he’s got a comfortable grip on your leg, which tightens after he registers your questions “hah?” he looks utterly confused and a little insulted as he looks back at you, his entire face scrunched up in confusion. you pinch his nose and he swats at your hand.

“are we dating ? like—am i your girlfriend.” you say again and katsuki’s face scrunches up even harder. he huffs and looks back at his phone, landing a little smack on your leg still placed in his lap. “ ‘course yer my fuckin’ girlfriend.” he spits out, obviously irritated. then he looks back at you “I haven’t made it obvious ?” he says sarcastically. one of his eyebrows lifted as he pokes at your leg still very much in his lap.

you simply shrug “s’not that. it’s just because you’ve never actually asked me out before, so i was a little confused on where we stood.” you mumble. he stares at you while you speak and he stares a little longer before sighing. then he leans towards you and flicks your forehead.

“ow !”

“dumbass.” he murmurs. there’s a slight pout on his face and his cheeks are light shade of pink when he looks you in the eyes again. he grabs both your cheeks with one hand and smushes them together to push your lips out and presses multiple wet kisses onto them that have you squealing and squirming. his wet lips are pulled into a smirk when he pulls back and you try your best to at least look a little angry, you really do. but it’s useless when he looks at you like that.

“of course you’re my girlfriend” he reiterates. his smirk’s been replaced for something softer, something more sincere as he gazes at you with so much unadulterated affection it makes your head spin a little. “you’ve always been mine.” he says it in a teasing tone and his hand is still smushing your cheeks out and it hurts a little but his eyes are still the same. they’re warm and soft and so, so enamored with you and only you.

when he finally let’s go of your face and pulls you fully into his lap, you realize katsuki’s been yours for as long as you’ve been his.

you smile brightly at him but turn your nose up when he leans in to kiss you again. “i still haven’t heard what i wanna hear though, mr. bakugou.”

he rolls his eyes and pinches at your thigh as he mumbles out a “don’t call me that.” sighing, he looks at you intensely and you suddenly feel very shy.

“will you be my girlfriend, ya shitty girl ?” and he says it as a joke, you both know it is cus his lips are already forming into a smirk the second he finishes his sentence. and you’re pulling at his nose the moment you register it, but you’re both smiling hard. he laughs and you’re sure you’ll never get tired of the sound. “what’s your answer, pretty ?” he asks playfully and you pretend to really think it over just to mess with him, and giggling out a “yes!” when he suddenly pounces on you. flipping you both over and tickling you mercilessly, calling it revenge for you “taking too damn long to answer.”

you’d been katsuki’s for as long as you can remember, and you hope you can be forever.

[shmunter]

new oc woohoo!!!

nephys (in the 2nd pic) belongs to @oriiduckko

[velvetchaika]

Тянут-потянут, вытянуть не могут. They pulled and pulled but couldn't pull it up!

Interpretation of the Russian folk tale "The Turnip".

[shay-does-art-things]

Shovel says fuck the authority

(part 2)

[royalsea-art]

posted a banger tweet and thought that tumblr deserved to see it too

[metanarrates]

she's MIDDLE AGED she's DIVORCED she hits people with GIANT HAMMERS she has a WEIRD RELATIONSHIP WITH GOD she HAS A SQUAD OF SILLY GUYS she's tormented by HORRORS BEYOND HER UNDERSTANDING and most importantly shes BUTCH. i didn't say a name but she popped into your head didn't she