#i drew him too much thats why I stopped drawing him

[rhapsoddity]

I miss my husband (Spectrum), Atlas. I miss him a lot.

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY, VIGILANTE SHERIFF AU ENJOYERS

[triglycercule]

i love doodling swapinverse like hello drawing characters aside from the normal mtt is lowkey therapeutic 🧡🧡🧡 anyways i FINALLY FINALLY finished crash's lore!!!! and vice.SER is connected to him,,,, theyre interconnected!!! i forgot how much i liked crash's design (not the design but all the little gimmicks in the design. figuring out all the hanging ribbon bits is annoying but hey it looks good)

[jasmines-library]

Okay that one with baby batsib learning about Batman was so cute but what about the opposite? Imagine they decided that they hate Batman 💀 love your writing 🥰

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Note: LOVE THIS. sorry it took me an age.

⛧ BATFAM MASTERLIST ⛧ READ PT1 ⛧

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BRUCE:

The look on your face when Bruce picked you up from school that day was not the look he expected. Your arms were folded, and your eyebrows were knitted together in a tight scowl as you stood at his feet.

Ruffling your hair in an attempt to wipe the pout off of your face, Bruce knelt down to your height and spoke to you gently. "What's that look for, Sweetheart?" He asked, unable to hide the hint of amusement lingering in his tone.

You didn't answer. Instead you just huffed, turning away from him. Bruce just tilted his head, rather amused by your mood. "Come on, kid. It can't have been that bad. What did you learn about today?"

With one drawn out movement, you turned back to face him, a stony expression chiseled onto your face. "Batman."

"Oh?" Bruce raised an eyebrow. He was wondering when you would come across Batman. The family had agreed that you were far too young to know the secret yet, so had avoided telling you.

"I don't like him." You declared, sticking your chin up.

Bruce frowned a little. "And why not?"

"He stops people."

"He's trying to help the city, kid."

You huffed once again. "I don't like him."

Bruce couldn't help the slight grin on his face. He found it rather comical that you hated Batman so much. You were going to have one hell of a dilemma when they reveal their identities to you.

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DICK:

Your little hand was stretched above your head as you clung onto Dick's hand. He had decided to take you to the park to enjoy the most of the summer weather before Gotham shortly returned to its usual doom-and-gloom rain. Your feet shuffled on the pavement beside your brother as he walked you towards the ice cream parlour just across the road. Your eyes practically lit up as you saw the abundance of bright colours and flavours all lined up in neat rows.

"Alright kiddo. Whatcha having?" Dick lifted you up and placed you on his hip so that you could see properly over the small line of people. "They've got strawberry, chocolate, vanilla.....oh look." He pointed to one of the drawings on the specials menu. "You can get a batman sundae."

Your face twisted with disgust. "Yuck. Batman."

"You don't like Batman?" Dick raised an eyebrow, adjusting you on his hip.

"No."

"Where'd you learn about Batman?"

"At school." You replied, trying to look over the people at the counter, clearly more interested in the ice cream than in the conversation with your brother.

Dick shook his head with amusement. "Why don't you like him?"

"He's boring."

Your answer took Dick a little off guard. "Boring?" He frowned.

"Yes. Boring. We spent all day learning about him and it was very boring."

"I see" Dick chuckled, making note to tell Bruce about this later. "So i take it no Batman sundae then? Because Batman is boring?"

"Yep." you said proudly.

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JASON:

Jason was in his bedroom reading comics on his bed when you wandered in.

"Jay-Jay?" You called out for him, turning the corner and stopping when you saw him on his bed. you looked at him, eyes wide with curiosity. "What are you doing?"

"I'm reading, Little Wayne." He answered.

"Reading what?" You asked, wandering to the bed and standing on your toes to peer over. He lifted you up to sit beside him.

"Comics." he showed you. "See."

you pointed to the figure on the page. "Who's that."

"That's Batman."

"Who's Batman?"

"He saves the city. He keeps Gotham safe." Jason explained, giving you a rundown on Batman. His gadgets, his cars.

"Thats booorringgggg." You drew out, looking at the illustrations on the page.

"Boring?"

"yes." You huff. "I don't like him. He does boring things."

"If that's what you say, kid."

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TIM:

Tim was in the kitchen with you. He had you sat in a chair as he made you a snack. The news was playing in the background, with Batman and his sidekicks' faces flashing across the screen. You paid little interest to it as you ate you breakfast, but as time went on, you began to grow fed up of seeing him and his fast car driving through the streets.

"Timmy. can you turn it over?"

Tim reached for the remote and flicked to another channel, but it was also playing the same footage.

"Tim." You whined. "Turn it over. I don't like Batman."

Tim turned around to face you. "No?"

"No." You said, taking another bite of your breakfast. "He destroys the city."

"He doesn't do it on purpose, kid. He destroys it to get the bad guys."

"But sometimes he doesn't even catch the bad guys. And he has sidekicks to help him."

"He can't stop all the crime on his own, kid."

You paused for a moment, outspoken, but pout and take another big bite, speaking with half of your mouth full. "Well i don't like him anyway."

Tim changed the channel to something else. He found your slander of the vigilantes amusing, considering you would more than likely become one in the future. he just hoped that he would be there to see your face when you found out the truth.

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DAMIAN:

You were watching Damian play video games in the living room one evening. He was supposed to be babysitting. out of the window, the bat-signal flashed into view.

You tugged on his sleeve, pointing it out to him. "Dami. Look. Batsignal."

"Where'd you learn that, kid?" he asked, pausing his game.

"At school."

Damian took in the look on your face. "You don't seem that excited. Most kids are excited about batman."

"I'm not." You folded your arms. "I hate batman."

Damian chuckled in interest. "Well, you're not like most kids then, are you. why do you hate him?"

"He doesn't change the city."

"Hm?"

"There are still bad guys."

"There are." Damian hummed. "But he's trying his best."

"And he hasn't got the monster under my bed yet."

Damian couldn't help the snort of laughter that slipped past his lips. "Oh well, thats not very good of him, is it?"

"No its not." you scowled.

"I'll have to have a chat with him then, get him to sort it out for you. will that make you like him more?"

"maybe."

Damian smiled softly. "I'll see what i can do."

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BATFAM TAGS

@aestheticdaisies @hearts4robs @xxrougefangxx @hell-o-kittys @harleycao @batfamsstuff @alicedawitchbish @killxz @rosecentury @lara20aral

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[lokativa]

People calling Hobie×Miles (punkflower) shippers proshippers as if we didn't ship them for longer than the movie even came out will always be crazy to me.

I've seen lots of people sending threats, or reporting people because they made punkflower, goldenflower (pavxhobie), ghostbyte (gwenxmargo), flowerbyte (margoxmiles), etc, arts or videos. Going to assume that it isn't because most of these ships are POCs ships, there's just literally no point to do that.

First of all, there's no confirmation of hobie's age. If ur basing urself of that one interview, then it was of the CONCEPT of hobie, and even so remember it was only one person who said it. Its heavily implied thats he's a teenager throughout the movie. (Also in the art book, its said that he's slightly older than Miles).

For the thing about him going to the pub and all, minors can and will go in pubs, (not saying that its always legal) are yall living under a rock or just dense on purpose? Teenagers do wtv the fuck they want, even when theyre not allowed to. Youre all going to tell me teenagers respect the rules of not drinking and go to clubs becuz theyre underage? Come off it. Also hobie literally merked his president and u think he'd draw the line at drinking alcohol as a minor? HA.

Aside from that, to be fair to everyone, the directors keeps on changing what they're saying about hobies age, one day they'll say and imply he's a minor and the next second say he's an adult. It's like they all have different idea of this character's age. So, nothing is really comfimed, and his age is really up to interpretation.

Now that we're past THAT point, the other kind of people talking about his age are people saying "oh but he looks old" "that man is most definitely 30yo" "there's no way he's underage" things of the sort, u get it. And I'm just over here like??? Why is it impossible for you to think that this guy could be a teen? Is it the air? The wrinkles? What makes it seem like for you that there's no way he could be around the other teens' age? And 30??? Cmon. People often assume black people are older than they look, which is a universal experience for all of us. Did none of u ever see a blk teen who doesnt have a baby face? Because thats literally what hobie looks like to me. To others we can seem too "mature" for our age, or just look too "old" to be the age we say we are, so is it really impossible for him to be a teenager? Think about it.

(Speaking of him being black, this discourse turned into some kind of racist thing that honestly was not unexpected at all. Yall come over here shitting on people talking and educating u about a character they relate to cuz hes like them, and the representation is making them go bonkers. I don't know why yall can just sit ur arses and listen for a bit, its not that difficult tbh. And dont get me started on the mischaracterisation of his character. Marking him as "an angry black man"? Really? Be. Fucking. Original.)

Same goes with Margo?? Yeah in the comics she's in college, but cmon now u guys know damn well she's a teenager in atsv😭. Gwen is also much older in the comics but i never see anyone talk about it, so what does that mean???The only reasons I can see that you all don't want Miles & margo to be together is because you're all stuck on the milesxgwen ship. News everyone, other ships exist, not everyone is going to like the same ships as you, so either move on or stop being on the Internet.

Also, the thing about pav being 13 is bonkers, where'd u even get that from? I need to know asap. "Oh, but he has a gf!" Yeah? Well he has two hands. (Idk why u all act as if that has ever stopped anyone)

Everything just seem like a race thing to me tbh.

The movies might be inspired from the comics, but not everything is going to be 100% the same. For exemple: gwen is 2 yrs older than Miles in the comics, but in movies she's only 15 months older, Jess Drew is white in the comics and black in the movie, Miguel O'hara is white passing in the comics, compared to his version in atsv where he has brown skin, lyla's disign is also different.

You get it? Things are going to differ as much as things are going to be the same, because (get ready!!) this is the multiverse! Just as earth-616 is just one universe in all the marvel comics, atsv is another universe.

All in all, im not saying u can't view them as adults, or wtv u want, thats ur interpretation, but don't go around being pissy at people around u cuz they have different point of views.

[hyugaruma]

hii, I have a request could you write something about Binzo x f reader

something where he'll be a bit awkward (cause thats how I think he should be haha)

anything you want Im sorry I dont have much ideas

I love your writing keep going !!

Meet-Cute (Binzo x Reader)

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re: you meet a strange guy on the subway… he’s not so bad

i wholeheartedly agree, i think binzo would be an awkward doof, but also a bit too honest for his own good. thanks for requesting!!

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You could feel his eyes on you, boring into you like some animal. You tried your best to ignore it, opting to pretend to scroll through your phone as he sat directly across from you on the subway. Every time you would look up to try to catch him in the act, his eyes would frantically dart away as if he hadn’t been staring you down for the past five minutes. Your better judgment should’ve told you to be worried about some strange man’s eyes being so keen on you, but something about the way he twiddled with his thumbs so anxiously, or haphazardly drew his hand through his messy hair, made you feel like he wasn’t a threat. Strange, sure, but threatening? You didn’t think so.

You glanced back up again, and again his eyes flickered away quickly. He looked wild, untamed, but somehow equally as shy and awkward. You watched as his tongue poked out from the corner of his mouth as he pretended to read the advertisement displayed above your head. You wondered if he even knew how to read, because his eyes certainly didn’t seem like they were actually focusing on any of the words.

You slowly tucked your phone away into your pocket. If this was a game he wanted to play, you could play it too. So, you decided to stare back at him while he pretended to be preoccupied. You could tell by the way he was starting to fidget that he could feel your gaze on him, saw it from the corner of his eyes. It was making him nervous. You leaned forward, propping your elbow on your knee and letting your chin rest in your palm. Now you were making it obvious. Served him right for doing the same to you.

His leg started to bounce, and he turned his head to pretend to stare between the throngs of people standing in the subway carriage. A hand came up to nervously scratch at his neck. But you didn’t let up. You would make him acknowledge you. As you casually watched him, you couldn’t help but notice that despite his wildness, he was actually kind of cute. Like, in the way one might think a rabid squirrel is still cute despite its savage nature. You almost laughed at the thought, biting it back, but still allowing a smile to draw upon your lips.

It seemed he couldn’t take it anymore, your smile not managing to escape his attention, and he finally looked back to you, your gazes meeting. You gave a little wave. “I couldn’t help but notice that you keep staring at me,” you said. “I thought it was only fair that I should get the chance too.”

He swallowed thickly and tried clearing his throat. He opened his mouth once, decided against whatever he was going to say, and shut it. He contemplated, fingers wrenching at a frayed string from his jean jacket. He stared at you hard for another moment before finally speaking. “Oops.”

Oops? You couldn’t help but chuckle at his response. He was weird, that was for sure. A bit endearing, though. “What’s your name?”

He pointed to himself incredulously, like he had no idea why you would want to be bothered with knowing his name. “Me?” He asked.

You nodded, leaning back in your seat again and crossing your arms over your chest. The overhead comm system dinged as the subway screeched at the arrival of a stop, “Toarushi,” it announced. “Next stop: Nagata.” He didn’t move, and neither did you. The train doors closed, and it was off again.

“Ah, um…” he cleared his throat again. “Miyauchi. You can call me Binzo. If you want.”

“Binzo? Do you want me to call you Binzo?”

He nodded vigorously, some of his anxiety seemingly dissipating at the casual conversation. “Er… What’s yours?”

You responded with your name, and a wide, upbeat smile overtook his face. You felt your heart jump at the sight of it. Okay, maybe kind of cute had been an understatement. There was definitely something novel about him that seemed to draw you in. The next stop was yours, so you wanted to get in as much conversation with him as possible before it was time for you to depart. “So?”

He tilted his head, waiting for you to continue.

“So,” you repeated. “Why were you staring at me?”

His eyebrows shot up, as if it was an obvious question that shouldn’t have even necessitated his answering. Like he couldn’t imagine why you even needed to ask. “Because you’re pretty,” he answered, leaning forward slightly. “Is it okay? If I look at you?”

Your face suddenly became very hot. Now it was your turn to be the nervous mess. But, you hadn’t expected him to answer so bluntly. Usually guys would walk their way around things, try to not-so-subtly subtly let you know that they were attracted to you. But this? This was a new way of flirting, certainly. Though, it didn’t really feel like he was trying to flirt with you, more so just being strikingly honest. “Well, you can look at whatever you want to look at,” you said. “I can’t stop you.”

“I’ll stop if you want.” His earnest eyes bored into you now just as intensely as they had before.

You felt your palms start to sweat. “I don’t mind,” you replied, trying to be equally as honest but finding it hard to stay as unaffected as he was. You shifted in your seat, trying to somehow find the high ground in the conversation again. “Do you normally stare at people you think are pretty?”

“No,” he answered, crudely sticking a finger into his ear and giving it a dig. You almost snorted. “Not normally.”

“Just something you thought you’d try out?” You joked.

He looked at you seriously as he slowly stuffed his hands into the pockets of his denim jacket. He looked like he was contemplating your question. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone as pretty as you.”

This time you couldn’t help but laugh. “Well, I appreciate it. You’re not so bad yourself.”

You took note of the almost indiscernible pinkness that erupted over his neck at your words. Now it was his turn to shift in his seat, his foot ticking like it so badly wanted to start tapping anxiously at the floor. You could tell he was having trouble with responding, so you decided to bail him out by continuing. “When’s your stop, by the way?”

“Uh… The one we just left?”

You gawked at him. “You mean, you missed your stop?”

A grin split his face again. “You were talking to me.” He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. “It’ll come back around.”

You would have facepalmed if not for how endearing his blatant earnestness was. This guy was like no one you had ever met before. Though, you couldn’t help but to feel similarly to him. The blur of familiar buildings from beyond the subway windows told you that your stop was coming up. And yet, you didn’t want to stop talking to the oddball in front of you. “You didn’t have to miss your stop for me,” you said. “It’s not like we won’t talk again.”

“Huh?” He craned his head to the side, bewilderment on his face.

You smiled as you dug your phone out from your pocket, unlocking it and reaching across the aisle to hand it to him. His head remained cocked as he eyed your phone curiously. It was clear he hadn’t the slightest idea as to what you were insinuating. You rolled your eyes. “I’m asking for your number,” you clarified.

His eyes widened as they flashed back and forth between you and the phone. “Huh?” He said again.

You huffed. “So we can talk again? If you’d like?” The train began gradually screeching to a halt, having finally reached your stop. You started to pull your hand with the phone back as you spoke. “But, if you’re not interested—“

Just as the words started leaving your mouth, Binzo’s hand shot out and snatched your phone from yours with such an excitable ferocity that it almost startled you. “Yes!” He blurted, like he was afraid you’d change your mind. He started childishly one-finger tapping at your phone to put his number in, intense concentration on his face. “I didn’t think you’d be interested, is all,” he quietly muttered, more so to himself than anything, but the words still reached your ears.

The subway came to a stop as he finished putting his number in your phone, handing it back your way. You couldn’t help but notice the way his hand shook slightly. Purposefully, you grazed your fingers against his palm as you took the phone from him. He dazedly looked down at his hand where you had touched him.

You laughed as you stood up, his gaze snapping back up to meet yours. The subway doors opened with a shrill squeak, as if announcing your departure. You sent Binzo a soft smile and a wink, making him go pink again. Oh, you could get used to this. “I am very interested,” you said over your shoulder, crossing the threshold to exit. “See you next time. It’s a date.”

The doors closed, just in time for you to hear Binzo’s voice echo from inside. “Huh?!”

[anzuhan]

april end innovade update (and possibly one of if not final update)

Statistics:

this was the first month in which i've only drawn one out of all trinities (michael only) (-)

the draw rate has raised since last month's 2.04 to 2.16/day (+)

first time ive drawn a piece including all innovades i tend to usually draw (+)

first time inclusion of 'others' (with the miku innovade designs) (+)

still only drew least drawn innovade a single time (sky) (-)

total drawn - 249

per innovade:

tieria - 59

laetitia - 15

regene - 23

revive - 19

bring - 18

divine - 17

anew - 14

sky - 6

hiling - 33

ribbons - 41

trinities

michael - 9

johann - 3

nena - 3

other - 2

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ending note / long ramble about the whole situation

its been a long while huh 😭 exactly 4 months. minus a day ! on a year with a longer february as well, nonetheless. its been fun, but i may stop drawing them now; not to say natsume has utterly obliterated my love for innovades inside of my brain (though i thought of announcing it this way with a funny headline like BREAKING NEWS ! natsume has murdered the entire species of innovades in cold blood. we are sorry for the inconvenience), but also as of late it did sort of become a bother to draw them; mostly because of the keeping track of it as well and because i did not want the draw rate etc to drop. i did get to 1/4th of my goal.. minus one ! im not saying i will NEVER be drawing them ever again, but i doubt ill be keeping track of it anymore — alongside that, i do not think i will be drawing them almost at all anymore either (now, for a while. but they may still appear here and there from time to time.. as all my past fandoms do), so if you were only here for them and not me & my works, feel free to unfollow. i will still be up to have talks about them ! but i just wont devote such a high amount of time and effort to them anymore. it is hard to say ive been slowly falling out of love with them, and mayhaps even harder to say im falling in love again with natsume 😭 and EXACTLY a year later after i last stopped drawing him too... which is crazy .

i feel like besides this, it was also becoming apparent that drawing them has become a chore to me ; i was not feeling up to drawing highly detailed pieces with them anymore that id spend time on. i was not happy with the results on many of them either. and things like the page of every single tieria outfit, despite it used to be a thing i was once hyped about doing... back in january when i just got here, it no longer was that way. yes, i pushed through with it, but it took me a very long time and i kind of disliked going back to it, which is why it even took me that long 😭 and was moreso just done to keep up the numbers of innovades drawn ; for myself, for others.

i cannot lie about the fact it did make me happy i was giving to such a small fandom and brightening other peoples days, and this is a big flaw i have that i tend to put others above myself, but this has become much too big of a bother to me to keep on doing it. i still love them ! not as much, but i still do, especially ribbons. there is nothing wrong with them, i just do not wish to continue essentially wasting so much of my time drawing things i do not enjoy drawing, unless i am to see it finished and thats all the joy i get out of it.

as for the requests with the innovades, i am unsure if i am to do them anymore except for a singular one that ive also not received thru an ask but dm, purely because i am actually hyped about it 😭 and that may be the extent of which you will be seeing anymore 00 content from me.

im sorry if ive let anyone down & thank you for following me through this journey ; i hope to see you again :)

[virginmiri99]

Looking for new content? Here's a list of CCs I like while I procrastinate cleaning my room

I will go from most popular to least and maybe you'll find something you are interested in. Kinda long so I added read more.

DougDoug - needs no introduction as he is very popular, I recently started watching his videos because a student vouched for him and while I can see why kids will like his challenge videos, I also find his content very entertaining. Especially while you eat dinner. Big fan of his zelda content. Parkzer is an interesting side character.

Squeex - PLEASE. If you want to get into Squeex start with his beating every mario kart game video. It's a good introduction and you can go from there. Please.

Linkus7 - My favorite Zelda runner as of late, I consider him a part of a triangle consisting of PointCrow, Smallant, and him. Though, he is lesser known within the greater sphere of twitch. His randomizers are the most fun in my opinion. I try to save his recent vods when I can, as he doesnt save them anymore.

Sambucha - STOP he makes like lowkey mindless kids content videos but I'm like obsessed with him for some reason. One of my students forced me to watch his "beating the easiest world records" video and I was immediately enthralled. He makes content thats easy to listen to while you draw. But I'm sure you can do other things with it on in the background.

Sturniolo Triplets - Content that is popular with teen girls, but I'm still obsessed for some reason. I just love people who have a good relationship just hang out together. Podcast vibes. Nick is the funniest. CONS: Chris is a queerbaiter at heart, though he is in a youtube group with his brothers. Hmm. Cant be doing that here.

Stephanie Soo - Mukbang true crime girl. I loved her video in high school and I would always put on her videos while I was in painting II - III or drawing. Too bad I cant watch her anymore because too much true crime makes me too paranoid. If you like true crime shes an easy watch, keeps thing friendly and accessible. I love her and her husbands relationship.

Trin Lovell - Reviews movies and by far my favorite movie watcher on youtube. Her editing is really funny and quippy. She got popular from watching best and worse riverdale and glee episodes (shes a big glee fan). my favorite videos from her are where hands touch and skinamarink. I have gained many new phrases from her.

StephenPlays - Smaller youtuber whos been in the game for like fifteen years. He is very chill and does letsplays with his friends and wife. I recommend his twilight princess and mario kart play throughs (featuring his wife Mal).

Any Austin - one of my fav youtubers ever and I've been a fan of him for 11 years now. He basically shaped my humor as a kid and I recommend his eggbusters series to get started. He had a letsplay channel called Two People Playing Games with his friend Aysha that sadly disbanded as they became too busy in their lives to keep up with it. Austin has done a lot of content over the years and recently is getting big for is "calculating the unemployment level of ___" keep this on the DL but if you ever want any privated videos I know a guy.

The Fisher - MAGNET FISHING

People you may have heard of, but made never checked out! My vouch:

Drew Gooden - Obviously. Funniest commentary youtuber. If you haven't watched him what are you doing?

Jenny Nicholson - I got into beef with her in 2019 (i think) when everyone was making fun of her for being a Reylo and she blocked me. I still like her commentary videos. Especially for background noise. My acc she blocked me on was suspended.

Johnny's Communication Center -

Sinjin Drowning - theyre snakes and lowkey the azealia banks of I guess roblox content bc thats all they do anymore but I'll be damned if I'm not CACKLING at them. They have a trail of destroyed friendships as long as the empire state building behind them.

[yan-snowcave]

First impression gone wrong

Transcript of all the speech bubbles can be found below the "Read More"

[Phew, this took 3-4 days of non-stop drawing to finish it, tbh I'm happy with how it came out! Especially since I rarely draw humans so it was a good, fun exercise and now I can work on other stuff for my OC (and Milo's 3 other forms ;3c) & other projects! (Also taking a lil break from drawing to let my hands rest.) And thanks to everyone who drew Makura, I promise I will try and draw your OC's and others too! They all look amazing just give me some time please TwT Also my handwriting isn't the best sorry!]

Transcript;

[Page 1]

Seth: Who's this? Milo...A new boytoy? Or...

[Seth's POV]

Makura: You signed the Contract Milo <3

You're MINE

I will "eat" you~

(I'm sorry but, I have to reveal the truth)

Seth: Maku's a demon!

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Desmond: Seriously? This again? This is the third time this week...

Valli: Seth...

Makura: ...Ash will beat my ass, fuck

Milo: Huh?

Seth: You see in the book Demonolgy (volume 3) it's explained that most demons form contracts with mortals to obtain their soul to devour later on in exchange the mortal gets whatever they want.

It's also very important that the soul is that of a virgin or that they are an innocent or naive person with a pure soul like Milo. Unlike, let's say...Ryan who has a corrupted soul, which explains why he's still alive and kickin. Not to mentione that we never saw Makura without their hood-mask off. Not even during lectures and we know how the teachers are. They dont allow us to wear any hats or hoods, which means that Makura has to have some sort of demonic manipulation powers. Maybe they can even shape and change the universe to whatever they desire. And we dont even need to mentione the students who don't approach them almost out of instinct and we all know thats a clear sign of an Demonic Aura.

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Seth: I have to confess I'm a bit jealous but also very proud of Milo. As a fellow monster lover, even if he stumbled into this relationship on accident. I will give him kudos for getting such a big catch! Getting a demon partner isn't easy.

I tried and failed so many times. Some were already taken and I'm no home wrecker for fellow monster lovers. We have to stick toghether y'know? No one else would understand the struggle of dating someone thats a non-human and even those with open minds often think our partners are crazy or just playing a demon which is rather rude.

But you cant do much about it. Also if you want to start courting them then you have to be very carefull. Demonic courting isnt for the faint of heart and will often force you to get gifts that many people would see as strange or disgusting. Also be carefull if you go further in your relationship, their claws, teeth and salavia can be harmfull to us mortals, not to mentione that lu-

Desmond: Seth!! For gods sake, stop with this NONESENSE! Makura isnt a demon, they have no demonic traits. They are just a cringey furry, wanna be pastel goth! That's KNOWN for their agressive behaviour!

Seth: I'm just giving Milo some much needed advice and warnings!

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Milo: My prince!

Valli: Seth! Desmond!! Stop it right now or I WILL kick your asses!

[jazz-kitty]

For ask thing - 6, 10 (i think like i have an idea) and 13?

ended up being long

6. least favorite ship(s)

i had beef with melivenam [venelia? (menam? {something else?})] a while ago but i think it's chill now. cute even. adorkable perhaps. and i think talon & florin are interesting enough as Brothers In Arms as opposed to dating. but even that is loose; i just don't think they'd ever call each other the word boyfriend and at the end of the day don't actually care if people want them making out. and that's about the extent of it i think?

i don't really mind any of the ships i've seen; it's a small fandom and the amount of people that mention ships is even smaller. i'm chill with most of em. i'll draw like 80% of them. i see the vision and respect it even if i do not follow it

10. favorite villain / antagonist

smiles. You know. besides flora though who is the default answer because she is the best character ever. i like texen a lot. my friends have made several pieces of artwork with religious allegories with texen because it has been a joke for multiple years. i knew texen before i so much as thought about playing a pokemon fangame. texen was the first fangame character i ever drew. my friend made an entire reborn texture pack just for texen

and horrifically dedicated bit aside, i do think he's funny & enjoy seeing him on screen. don't diss the do

13. any random theories

this is already getting long as shit so im not explaining any of them #sorry. also because if i think about any of these for too long they fall apart:

eizen is the fourth of whatever eden clear & kieran have going on [chess piece thingies implied there was a fourth bitch and he's weird. idk. theyre in chess club together idk], madame x is the 2nd interceptor thats mentioned at the... interceptor computer thing... in like zeight? i think it was called that?, puppet master is risa and just uses he/him pronouns on the weekend (but she has a job so she doesn't really care about that right now {or rune but its more boring to think its rune just bc she's been off screen and mysterious. she's just dead or something bro #GiveItUp [< i am aware it is probably rune]}), nymiera is one million year old, vitus is one million year old and fumbled nymiera so bad that the plot of rejuvenation happened, whatever the gang in sashilla [ren, erin, venam, melia, you, aelita, other people im forgetting] is was wished for by maria and is why they were all uplled together & maybe the cause of intereceptors entirely, dr isha died however many years ago under a different name and stole the body, brain, organs, or something else that he definitely shouldn't steal to continue "living",

and the evil gang cool squad is the 6 protagonist kids who gave away their bodies to adrest's mom whatever her name is to stop storm 9. they can't do it themselves because they're just a bunch of teenagers, which is why they get uhh. me. hi. to fix the world using their image, while they get to watch Yay! im not sure why anything is specifically LIKE that, but im pretty sure that's whats happening. + adrest is here too because Mom said you have to bring me along if you wanna hang out with your friends :'(

[memoryoflooping]

anyway siffrin putme in the sscary world x2 this loop (the ghosts) and also,

loop 20 -

-oh siffrin is not fine

-loop is not a star… uh huh…. "more like a mirror" huh

-loop in disbelief that we saw the change god?

-talking to the head housemaiden is something that keeps you from advancing somehow hmm…

-what goal is impossible though… everyone seems happy?

-I GET TO HANG OUT WITH LOOP? YES. "i'm lonely!"

-loop stop being so judgemental siffrin is literally bad memory georg of course he needs the coin to remember

-"do you think i'm supposed to be here?!" uh oh, oh loop is stuck here huh. lied just so siffrin wouldn't question it. no home to go back to.

-i think the only person who could understand is siffrin…

-ok so loop's event might take up the rest of the day like isa's? ig i can do the rest and skip him for now ?

-HELP DID I VISIT LOOP TOO MANY TIMES IN A LOOP? HELP

-ahhhhh secret tutorial is just for the showing loop items thing i already know about bc i tried it instantly with the star leaf

-spend a loop with loop… lol

-loop knew siffrin before they even met… yeah checks out. they know so much. "kind of" ? i don't believe you, fucker.

-LOL i did think loop was trapping sif here. but i'm not sure anymore

-loop knows how it feels to be stuck somewhere with no hope of escape… were they in a timeloop too?

-both siffrin and loop said "i'd rather not" when asked to tell more about themself…. hmmmmmmm…

-HOLY SHIT. that's so bright… the king's attack????

-SIF just drew their weapon on loop? omg?

-wait that's true… sif just looped back… bc they realized their friends died… it's not losing… of course its not it would happen automatically when you're "softlocked"

-it must have something to do with their friends? but what? they all seemed happy in the end? it's just siffrin who's missing in that regard then, they don't have an "ending" i guess? i guess if it did actually end after the king, everyone goes home and siffrin will just like, keep traveling, without them, alone. huh. and the loop knows this somehow? someway?

-and we just established siffrin controls it somewhat… so then, it's siffrin? siffrin needs to not be sad? siffrin needs a happy ending?

-hmm i guess it was also established that it IS what siffrin wants, they did wish for it didn't they? i picked the mirabelle option at the start, but i don't remember exactly what it was, to keep traveling with them?

-ok so i need more info on the king, and i guess i just ? do the friend events again. and climb the whole house, again. the 20 hour runtime of isat is not looking good with my 27 hour file gang.

-hm i guess while i'm here i can figure out what's going on with the ghosts!

-sif purposefully tripped on a rock… to not seem really powerful

-bonbon you don't know what stars are?

-FUCK I HAVE TO GO INTO THE STAR ROOM ON PURPOSE…. its fine. its fine. i don't need the extra skills its fine. we're so fine . i guess i might as well figure out where the second ghost spawns, and i won't get to do the third again.

-odile won heads or tails again, i think this is a given i can stop writing it down

-odile thinking about time craft… looking at sif… did this happen last time it might have…? maybe i shouldn't skip interacting with the time craft book again.

-i KNEW it siffrin star infodump lmao

-siffrin says stars, the king says stars, loop… also says stars i think ?

-the king wants siffrin to remember something… hmmm

-ok lets see if siffrin is done being mad at loop ig

loop 23 -

-loop teasing them for the family members thing help

-"that sounds really cringe, stardust" "YOU"RE CRINGE"

-"are you jealous of my family members?" help

-loop does act weird whenever i show the drawing and stuff.. hmmm hmmm

-loop not jealous of the party… so they are jealous of something? or they're lying. 50/50 shot

-ok so me acting like a weirdo is in fact doing something. hm

-wait odile lost this time. after like ten million times of winning in a row

-someone siffrin knew loved fish head and thats why he likes them. OH. AWESOME. OK.

-oh! i think we got the third ghost! yesssss!

-oh everyone can see the ghosts. is that bad.

-oh my god the gang all look horrified. what????

-mirabelle crying over it??

-ghost sif looking straight ahead not moving, got suprised when isa called to him and then looked at them like he was so happy he was gonna cry, esp after he realized they were all there, smile getting bigger. "blissful" but wasn't nice or happy… just sad?

-"why would you look at us like that…."

-oh my god he looped back. to lie about seeing it.

-no peppers in those fritters, it seems "missing"

-the island…..? siffrin and the king should especially remember it…

-wait i can give the king the fucking flower? of all people…????? i fucking forgot to give it to someone

-as long as they're important you can give someone a flower… huh

-ok so find written proof of the island… hmmm

-uh oh they're smiling now… uh oh "in this moment she loves you. they all love you"

-you could do this forever! siffrin… oh my god…

loop 26 -

-isa looks stricken, sad? ohhh no :-( sif must have looked at him so sadly….

-ahhh the diary i see i see

-god its just gotta be siffrin. it's siffrin but how… he wanted it enough but. wishing at the trees isn't like… real? odile can still lose the coinflip…

[navysealt4t]

hi blue (explodes in your ask box)

i provide letters with the intent of seeing your opinion on fandom things, please enlighten me

I / O / S / Z

thank you ��

HAUNNTT HI

I - Has tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why

not really? for the most part its just made me get deeper into fandom lol. like ive started reading botw fics bc of the tumblr fandom and its been very fun

O - Choose a song at random, which ship or character does it remind you of

ooo i shuffled my liked songs and got the song "after the war" by reinaeiry and. :( it reminds me of lizzie and ayva if they had gotten the chance to be together without any pirate or navy bullshit . oughhh now im sad :( they are so tragic like waghhhh i know u dont know them but. shaking my lil gremlin hands at you they were so in love and ayva just haunts riptide's story sm i love them... daily propaganda go watch jrwi riptide for tragic lesbians..... :(

on the other hand it could totally be about albatrio or polypirates. wagh.

oh and speaking of lizzie/ayva cafe 1930 is a them song. it has no words but. them.

S - Show us an example of your personal headcanon (prompts optional but encouraged)

RANDOM HEADCANON TIMES jay was taught the flute & violin as a kid and while she can play them super good she prefers playing random chords on the ukulele that sound good together :]

gillion he/she and neos pronoun user i will die on this hill sorry . speaking of this genderfluid chip & trans girl jay always. and butch edyn

chip loves singing he sings so much random words while he's doing chores and singing sea shanties arlin taught him or singing ollie to sleep. jay teases him endlessly about the lullabies he sings to ollie

animal lover jay is canon but. she loves animals so much. just adores them so much she will pet any animal that comes up to her she doesn't care about rabies. she's tried to make them get a pet other than pretzel so many times. im sooooo tempted to write a fic where jay smuggles a cat on board and yes it will be navyseal

jay loves sketching like mundane scenes in her life rlly colorfully and dramatic and with a lot of meaning behind it. like u know that one drawing that's like "i realized something about human connection but im too drunk to write it so i drew it" ??? thats how she draws. she dips her toes in landscapes :)

gill loves drawing ppl. his family, his sister, random ppl on the street, etc etc !!! he has gotten really good since when he first started but he goes through random bouts of self doubt where he refuses to draw

chip doodles random shit really and he does it on EVERY piece of paper he can find the corners of their map is covered in tiny doodles. these include angry doodles of niklaus looking very mischievous and pretzel with a big knife.

Z - Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go (prompts optional but encouraged)

I CANT THINK OF ANYTHING BUT UUHHHHH OH im working on a thingy that im hoping to turn into a youtube video :DD basically i love the game unpacking and the way it tells it's story is phenomenal and the casual representation and the art style and music and relatability and everything about the game is amazing !!!! i have been doing so much research and typing in google doc im so excited to get working on it :3 ive played the game at least 10 times i lveo it. this is fan related bc i am a fan and i say so <3

[angelaofwhite800]

Supernatural x sister!reader (Bring It) Chapter 7: Jericho (Pt. 2)

angst

Word count: 1,563

Songs: "Dial Drunk" -Noah Kahan

"Rosyln" -Bon Iver, St. Vincent

"What the hell are you talking about?" Y/n asked Sam. She took a step back to get his hand off of her shoulder and he took a deep breath, trying to figure out the best way to explain

"When I left, you and I called everyday, for almost a month, remember?" Sam started to recount. Y/n crossed arms over her chest and nodded

"Yea, and?" She asked, impatiently 

"Well when we stopped calling, when I stopped calling you and didn't call you back, I did it because Dean asked me to"

"But why would Dean ask you to do that? He knew how important our phone calls were to me." Sam nodded and kept explaining

"Yea, but do you remember how angry dad always was with you for talking to me? How he would yell and take your things and stopped talking to you?" Y/n thought for a moment. Truth be told she didn't remember that part all that well, but she could remember that happening, so she nodded. "Well Dean called me a few times and asked me to stop calling you so that you and dad wouldn't fight so much. Since I was gone he thought it was best to do what he could to preserve the little family that was left" Y/n stood there, look at her brother in partial disbelief, even though deep down she knew it was true

"So you were just trying to take the fall so that dad and I could still be on good terms?" She asked him trying to make sense of what he had just told her. They had arrived at the car and were about to climb, but still stood there talking

"I mean it made sense. I thought we were doing the right thing. But Y/n I can't keep going on like this. You're my little sister and it breaks my heart the way that I treated you, the way that I made you feel." Y/n could see tears starting to well up in Sam's as he got emotional "I missed so much. I missed so much of your life... Y/n Im so sorry-" Y/n ran forward and hugged Sam tightly. Tighter then she had the day he left. Sam didn't hesitate to hug her back just as tightly. They both cried as they hugged, both of them happy that they talked things out

"You're so stupid" Y/n said while they hugged, and the two of them laughed. After a few minutes they broke the hug and they were both smiling

"We good?" Sam asked and Y/n nodded

"We're good" Then, from across the parking area they heard someone yell out

"AWWWWW!" They looked and saw Dean walking over, a smug look on his face "Told you guys! Big bro's alway's right" Y/n and Sam rolled their eyes and got in the car. "What? No thank you?" Dean continued as he got into the car

The three of them arrived at the bridge after it had gotten dark. They got out and were looking around the area, trying to find any clues that eluded to where their dad might be or what had happened to the missing men. They were all standing at the railing looking over the edge when Dean made the comment

"So this is where Constance took the swan dive" At this Y/n hit him in the shoulder. I looked at her with and expression that read 'What did I do?' and she said

"Try to be a little sensitive would you?" Dean rolled his eyes and said

"Look, this chick has already killed a bunch of guys. I think we are far past 'Being sensitive'". He said throwing up air quotes around the words 'being sensitive'

"So you think dad would have come here?" Sam asked, drawing their attention back to the matter at hand

"Well he's chasing the same story and we're chasing him" Dean started to walk away and keep looking around and Sam asked

"So now what?" 

"We keep digging until we find him, it might take a while" Dean started saying, but Sam wasn't satisfied with that answer. Y/n was still standing by the railing of the bridge looking over the edge as the boys talked

"Look Dean I told you I have to be back by-"

"Monday, right" This drew Y/n's attention back into their conversation. 'Monday?' She thought 'No, thats way too soon. I just got him back, he cant just leave so soon'. "The interview. I forgot" Sam nodded as Dean talked, seeming disappointed that even after getting Sam to come on the hunt he was still talking about going back. Y/n had walked over and was standing next to Sam "You're really serious about this aren't you? You think you're just gonna become some lawyer? Marry your girl?" Dean said, in an almost taunting tone of voice

"Maybe, why not?" Sam asked. The idea of never hunting again was a comforting one to Sam. He wanted normal, craved it, like a dog craves a treat when he hears their owner open the cupboard. But just like a dog wasn't made to survive on treats, Sam wasn't made for 'Normal'. non of the Winchesters were. Sam juts hadn't accepted it like the rest of his family

"Dose Jessica know the truth about you? I mean does she know the things that you've done?" Dean pressed on, trying to get Sam to cave in

"who's Jessica?" Y/n asked, but her question went unheard by her bickering brothers

"No, and she's never going to know" Sam said, taking a step forward, his tone of voice becoming more defensive and aggressive 

"Well thats healthy" Dean mocked. "You can pretend all you want Sammy. But sooner or later you're going to have to own up to who you really are" Dean said, as he turned to walk away. Sam followed asking

"And who's that?" Dean replied 

"You're one of us!" At this Sam scoffed and started walking faster cutting in front of Dean, arguing

"No! I'm not like you! This is not going to be my life!" These words hurt Y/n. Knowing that Sam did everything he could to separate himself from this life for good, Y/n couldn't help but feel like something was wrong with her. Dean always said that they were freaks, and she knew he was right, but that didn't mean she had to like it

"You have a responsibility" Dean stated with a stern voice. Sam rolled his eye's, scoffing at what Dean said

"To Dad? And his Crusade? Dean, if it wasn't for photo's I wouldn't even know what mom looks like" 'at lease you have photo's' Y/n thought to herself "And what difference does it make? Even if we find the thing that killed her, mom's gone, and she isn't coming back" Y/n scoffed at Sam's words. In her mind he's always had a very backwards mindset. Sure, killing the thing that took their mom might it bring her back, but thats not the point. that was never the point

Dean was angry at Sam. He grabbed him by his shirt collar and slammed him into one of the support beams of the bridge. Y/n raced forwards and started to try and defuse the situation, grabbing Dean's hands and trying to pull them off of Sam. Dean seemed to calm down, and while still holding onto Sam said

"Don't talk about her like that..." And released Sam finally. Y/n saw, in the distance, about 15 yards away, standing on the railing of the bridge, was a woman. Dressed in a white dress, with long dark hair, she just stood there looking out over the water

"Guys." Y/n said, getting her brother's attention. she pointed to the woman and the boys looked to See the what Y/n was pointing at. They looked over just in time to see the women look at the three of them and then fall forward off the bridge. The three of them ran over to see where she went, but she had vanished

"where'd she go?" Sam asked

"I don't know" Dean replied. Suddenly, the groups attention was pulled back to the Impala as the engine started up and the lights turned on, as the engine reved Sam asked

"Who's driving your car?" In response Dean pulled his car keys out of his pocket and held them up so that Sam and Y/n could see, showing them that there should be no way that Dean's car is running right now. As the three shared a confused look the car put itself into drive and started speeding towards the three of them as fast as it could. The group wasted no time turning and running away from the impala. After realizing that they couldn't outrun the car they decided to jump over the railing of the bridge to avoid getting hit. Y/n and Sam had simply hopped the railing and were hanging off the other side of it. Dean however took a different approach, jumping off the bridge entirely, and landing in the mud bank on the river edge

"Dean!" Y/n called out, worried for her brother. Dean rolled over in the mud, groaning, to lay on his back so he could look at his siblings

"You okay?" Sam called down to him. Dean put a thumbs up and replied

"I'm super" sarcastically. Sam and Y/n Laughed as the climbed back over the barrier and put their feet safely on the ground as they waited for Dean to come join them

To Be Continued...

[lusalemaart]

This world will eat your heart out

[osakiharu]

3:23PM : kazutora hanemiya

wc : 595

notes : i was thinking about the time i saw this boy drawing a girl (this is with a gn reader !!) in this really pretty spot of a park i was in and it was so cute :(( and i’ve seen baby kazutora drawing in a few official arts being the only one who’s drawing too so i was like y’know what… that’s kazutora and i’m writing that shit. not proofread.

“why don’t you draw me again?” you smiled from behind his sketchbook.

“no! not right now, my drawings always turn out shitty when someone know’s i’m drawing them!”

kazutora has always enjoyed drawing. ever since he was younger he’d happily scratch away at a piece of paper with a little worn down pencil he had in his school bag. they were messy, plain, simple pictures of him and his friends or a little flower he found in the park. as he got older he improved. the faces he drew became more accurate and proportional, the little anatomy studies he did got better and better each time, and he finally figured out how to draw creases in clothes without making them look out of place. kazutora kept his art to himself, hiding his sketchbook in his desk drawer until he decided to bring it with him when he met up with you one day.

you both sat in a pretty spot between two blossom trees, one pink, one white. whenever the wind blew, petals would fall down on you both like confetti and onto his book. “fuck, these fucking flowers.” kazutora mumbled as he brushed them off once again, the side of his palm turning a little grey from rubbing his drawing so much. you giggled at his frustration knowing he was probably nervous about drawing you. “calm down, tora, it’s gonna look fine!” you reassured him with a hand on his knee but he quickly moved it back to where it was on the grass next to where you were laying down. “yeah well the last time mitsuya knew i was drawing him it took me like…” he paused to look at your eyes, taking note of how they sparkle a little in the light, “thirty minutes to get his nose right, i swear!” again, you laughed at his silly excuse for apparently being ‘bad at art.’

“that doesn’t mean the whole thing turned out bad though, does it?” you picked up a few blossoms that had fallen off the tree, making a bunch between your fingers whilst listening to the scratch of kazutora’s pencil come to a stop. “you finished?” kazutora bit his lip and nodded. “‘kay, if it’s good, you can have these flowers.” you teased, holding them out to show him. “say shit like that and i won’t show you any of my drawings ever again.” he laughed at how your mouth dropped open at his empty threat, knowing thats the last thing you wanted.

the drawing wasn’t very big, the page only being a small one that already occupied a few drawings of his own hand and one of mikey in sunglasses in the corner. it didn’t matter though because your eyes still widened at how he did so well every single time. never had you come across a bad drawing in his book, all of them being so accurate and never once had you struggled to identify one of your friends. he knew how to get your hair just right, despite the blossom and wind. he didn’t miss a single detail of your pretty face, though it was be impossible for him to do so considering how much he looks at you. it was beautiful. “d’you like it? ‘m sorry it’s not on a clean page, i’m running out of space.” he spoke into your hair as your head was now leaning on his shoulder. “‘course i do, it’s great, tora!” you kissed his cheek to say thank you. you always made him feel more confident about his little talent.

reblogs appreciated <3

@swtsuya because it’s kazutora <3

[pao-pao-pao]

So why do you draw Sora so much? Is it just cause he's your favorite?

thats a very good question

i draw sora alot not only because he's my favorite but he's been the very person that has made me happy for a very long time. my parents played kh alot when i was a baby so seeing sora for the first time was one of my earliest and fondest memories. as i started growing up to like 3 to 5 years old, i began to develop this admiration in sora and i began to draw everywhere, in books, on walls, in my mom's notebook. i do vividly remember asking my dad to draw me a picture of sora, which he did and it made me want to start drawing more. fast forward to 2009, i got kh2, my first ever kh game as a gift from my auntie since she was the one who introduced it to my parents. i have absolutely fallen in love with sora at that point, nothing made me happier than coming home from elementary school and booting up the ps2. tbh when playing it for the first time, i only played to see sora but kh is a legimately fun game so it made it even better to see sora but also get some exciting gameplay and a good story too. my love for kh grew as the days went on but during a specific part of my life, the years of 2015 and 2016, i would experience a very hectic family situation that still has a impact on my life present day. during those times, i drew less and less but indulging in sora and kh helped me the most, it was my method of escapism from the reality i was living so it brought sora alot more closer to my heart than he already was. this was also during a time i was becoming a teenager and leaving middle school so not only was i dealing with family issues, but i also was dealing with school and changes in my body as well. all of it was so tiring but sora always made me forget about it all... temporarily, but it helped me. the problems persisted as i got older but became less frequent for me since i was then moved into a brand new home away from the toxicity during late october of 2016. then came the new year of 2017, which i think was around the time i made this tumblr. i was still a bit shaken from the past year but i did start drawing regularly again. i also started a new account on the kh amino since i only used my old account 1 or 2 times before. i dont talk about it alot here but before i started posting art here and on twitter, i got my start on amino. my old art can be found there and i think you can find some here too if you scroll down far enough. i drew all sorts of things but from what i saw, people liked it the most when i draw sora which i was totally fine with bc well, he's my favorite thing to draw ever. many artists i looked at and the people i hung out with on social media influenced my art behaviors alot, and still kinda do today, which also serves as a reason why some of my soras don't look the same. im gonna stop there bc there's a whole lot of stuff i could go on about but i wont bore u anymore lol, im very sorry for giving u my entire life story but i felt like u really needed to know why i draw him so much😭😭😭

basically i draw sora bc i love him for who he is but he also brings me comfort and reminds me of happier days. he is that one piece of my past that i don't think i ever want to let go of.

tldr; i draw what makes me happy and sora is what makes me happy as a kid and still is what makes me happy present day

[scummy-writes]

A Helping Hand

Rating: Explicit

Words: 1753

Pairing: Arthur/Mc

Tags: Fingerfucking, Vagina Fingering, Flirting

Full fic under the cut!

Preview:

Admittedly, it took you a moment to take in what he meant, and his chuckle at how quickly you blushed only further flustered you as the heated puffs against the shell of your ear sent a jolt of arousal through you.

“My, someone is thinking dirty thoughts.”

“That’s not- you started it!”

“I don’t mind finishing it,” his tone dipped lower, his hand tracing your side until the pads of his fingers rubbed against the fabric of your skirt, "if you'll let me."

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Cleaning the study usually didn’t bring forth any issues. The residents often left you alone as they preoccupied themselves, neither of you paying much attention to the other. Usually the only one to give you any sort of trouble was the resident flirt, Arthur, who took any chance he could to make heat rise to your cheeks.

You knew it was a game of some sorts- how could it not be? Since the night you arrived, the two of you had been dancing around the flirting teases you were both guilty of. Foolishly, you wanted to defend yourself when it was brought up, making flimsy excuses to yourself that it was just playful banter that Arthur had started. But as the weeks turned into months, it was harder to dismiss the other ways he managed to make you blush. Or the way you found yourself jealous of the women he played with so often, or the way managing to make him smile outside of flirting made your stomach flutter…

But today, as Arthur toyed with your hair and almost closed the space between your bodies, you couldn’t dismiss the fluttering feeling as your heartbeat drummed in your ears.

“Arthur…”

“Are you using a new perfume? Why, it smells just like the one I suggested to you the other day.”

You blushed, feeling the back of the couch press against you as you attempted to step back, “i-is it? I didn’t realize…”

“Come now, you don’t have to pretend, you know? In fact, I’d be pleased to know you bought it because of me- my only complaint is that I wished you’d let me buy it.”

“I don’t need any pointless gifts, though.”

“Would a thank you gift for all your hard work be pointless?” Arthur let your hair drop from his nimble fingers, instead tipping your chin up to meet his gaze. An attempt to make you answer, or fluster you further… You weren’t sure which was the real reason.

“Well, at the time you didn’t say it was for a reason like that!”

“I’m aware. In fact I remember it quite clearly. You looked positively radiant that day and I saw it fit to-”

Embarrassed, you pulled his hand away so you could look away from that smug grin of his; but he wasn’t deterred, instead he continued, “I saw it fit to attempt spoiling our lovely housekeeper on her first day out of the dusty old mansion for the first time in weeks.”

“I go out more than that,” you huffed.

��Grocery shopping and chasing after us for forgetting a brolly doesn’t count, luv.”

You crossed your arms, thankful it gave a bit of space between the two of you, as the smell of his cologne was beginning to make you lose your reason.

“Still…”

“You are so delightfully stubborn,” he murmured before perking up again, “there’s always other ways I could show my appreciation though- ways that don’t involve money.”

Admittedly, it took you a moment to take in what he meant, and his chuckle at how quickly you blushed only further flustered you as the heated puffs against the shell of your ear sent a jolt of arousal through you.

“My, someone is thinking dirty thoughts.”

“That’s not- you started it!”

“I don’t mind finishing it,” his tone dipped lower, his hand tracing your side until the pads of his fingers rubbed against the fabric of your skirt, "if you'll let me."

Suppressing any further noise was difficult, as a quiet and aroused gasp tumbled out of your lips before you rushed to cover your mouth. Because it wasn't as if you didn't want to feel Arthur like this, it was just the embarrassment of being so needy with such a flirt felt as though it'd eat you alive before any vampire could. But Arthur caught the slip of pleasure, testing a brief kiss to your cheek.

"Mm, I do so love those sounds of yours," his hand rucked up your skirt, fingers dancing along your inner thigh, "say, let's draw out more, shall we?"

Arthur had you pinned to the back of the couch, but he still didn't push further once you cautiously grasped at his clothes- one hand still grazed your sensitive skin, while the other rested on the couch. The pause let you gather your thoughts, let you think a bit more clearly, yet the first words out of your mouth quickly gave yourself the answer you sought.

"W-what if someone else comes in?"

Arthur didn't miss a beat, pulling back to give you a smirk, "I do spend a fair amount of time in here, dove, I'm certain no one will stumble upon us-"

"B-but-"

"But if they do, you can blame me for anything that comes from it. Besides, I don’t intend to go too far."

You blushed, grip on his vest tightening.

"Then… what do you intend?"

That drew out another low laugh, his head ducking to press slow kisses along your jawline, "to let my favorite bird have a moment to relax, after all your hard work about the place."

"Th-thats it?"

"I'm always willing to provide more if you'd like?"

Mouth opening and closing for a moment, you finally spoke once your thoughts returned, "T-this is fine, f-for now."

Arthur waggled his eyebrows, "for now?"

You turned your head aside, embarrassment overtaking you. But he gently kissed your cheek, sliding the hand between your thighs up.

"I'm just teasing, luv. Now, let yourself relax, and tell me if you want me to stop."

"A-alright…"

With your permission shakily given, your shame ebbed away as he began to trail kisses along your neck, as if each brush of his lips against your skin was a reassurance. At the same time, Arthur stroked your slit through your underwear, letting out a small groan when he found the fabric damp. Your hands instinctively tugged him closer by his vest, resisting the urge to clamp your knees shut. This time he didn't tease you with that silver tongue of his, but you could feel his smile on each kiss.

You weren't sure what exactly he was getting out of this, but you tried to dispel those thoughts. Instead your face buried against his shoulder as his fingers dipped into your panties, quickly sliding over your clit and giving a few gentle swirls.

"My~, look at how wet you are…"

"H-hush…" The scold came out weakly, a groan shuddering out when his fingers began to stroke your sensitive nub in earnest.

He didn’t seem deterred by your retort, instead shifting to tease your entrance briefly before slipping his fingers inside. Eyes fluttering shut, you let this pleasure slowly build up in your abdomen, mentally thanking whatever Gods were out there for giving you the courage to accept Arthur’s offer.

“That’s it… Just like that,” his knee slotted between yours, a shiver running through him when your thigh brushed against his crotch. Momentarily, you could feel just how much this was working him up, but Arthur pushed your focus elsewhere again, nipping at your ear as he continued, “let me hear all of those little gasps, hm?”

The palm of his hand rubbed against your clit as he pumped his middle and ring fingers inside, focusing on the right spot that made you tremble and tighten your grip on his clothes. And thankfully, much of Arthur’s teases didn’t go too far. He just murmured soft praises and encouragements, many of which drowned themselves out as you kept trying to keep ahold of yourself for as long as possible.

It was… Embarrassing, to a certain extent- to get this close to the edge so quickly. But really, how long had it been for you since someone else had pleasured you?

Somewhere along the process you managed to nuzzle into his neck; hiding both your blush and muffling the few louder cries that spilled out as he thrusted harder. In this unplanned position, it was easy to feel the rumble of his chuckle through his chest. You just wished it didn’t send another wave of excitement through you.

“A-Arthur-!” You twisted your fingers in the fabric of his clothes, your body betraying you and rocking against his hand impatiently. In response, he carefully forced you to look up at him, and in the deep blue of his eyes you could see how easily your face betrayed your emotions. His lips quirked into a small smile, then he ran his thumb over your chin.

“I know a much better way of doing that,” Arthur spoke softly against your lips before taking them in his own, luxuriating on your taste once your tongues met. He kept the kisses slow in contrast to how hard his fingers were working your sweet spots, and you felt your legs tremble against your will as the wash of your orgasm overcame your senses.

Arthur quickly used his free hand to keep your head in place, greedily stealing any kisses he could as you gasped between them, still pumping inside of you until your eyes watered. It wasn’t until you blinked a few tears that he finally slowed his hand, kissing the stray salty droplets away. When you struggled as he stepped back to pull his hand out from under your skirts, he eased you to rest fully against him as you caught your breath.

There was some shuffling as Arthur brought out his handkerchief to wipe his hand clean, pouting a little when you denied his offer to help tidy you up, but otherwise he let you linger as much as you wanted. He combed his fingers through your hair as he waited, breaking the silence only after it was clear you were calm.

“While I’m confident not many come into the study, I’m sure if Sebas starts to notice your absence, he might start to search…”

Ah.. Feeling a little dejected, you pulled away. Catching sight of Arthur’s sympathetic gaze earned you a quick peck to the cheek.

“I did rather enjoy myself,” he admitted, helping you resituate your clothes, “I hope you did as well, dove.”

You smiled, indeed feeling a bit bolder knowing that his flirting wasn’t for nothing, “I did… And perhaps it’s giving me a few ideas for a return ‘thank you’ gift as well…”

"Then next time I wouldn't mind slipping under there myself," he gave your skirts a gentle tug, grinning when your cheeks bloomed red and you swatted his shoulder, "have a care, luv! Only if you'd let me!"

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Arthur may say this is just for her, but I think we all know he's going to remember this fondly on lonely nights.

This has been in my drafts for some time now... I finally sat down today and just powered through and finished it... Second old draft I've done within a month! I hope I can keep this streak going... Thank you all for always being so patient with me qq

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