#one day I'll draw actual ship art of them...

[cosmophalhemr]

was going to post this on my alt but nevermind

[mbirnsings-71]

*sips my drink* God I love being a multishipper sometimes.

[autism-swagger]

Lol what if we loved each other so much it rewrote the narrative and un-doomed all three of us haha

Kinda sorta redraw of this.

[impbites]

OCtober day 13 - memes 👽

everytime i see this meme i think abt these two so i had to redraw it x3

[petorahs]

what is it about avenday that makes me snap and go crazy with my art i wonder

[windupaidoneus]

how many times do you think this kind of thing happens

[sysig]

Kinda in the middle of planning a defense, no flirting pls (Patreon)

Bonus:

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

what people think pro ship means: dangerous people who want to harm children in real life and/or think taboo subjects in real life are justified

what pro ship actually is about: the belief that people are allowed to enjoy fictional thing however they want, as long as it's fictional and no one in real life gets harmed or harassed in any way, and as long as they tag their trigger warnings properly.

most pro ship folks I've come across are just "hey, you like this fucked up thing that is fictional? okay, cool. you do you, man. I myself don't even like this thing that you like, but hey, it's not real. and I trust that you know the difference between fiction and reality, so you do you. if it ever gets too much for me, I will just block or mute you and move on with my life, but that doesn't mean I think you're a horrible person in real life because of the fictional thing you like, it just means I'd rather not see or engage with this thing that can make me uncomfortable. I still want you to have fun doing what you love, and I still think you're cool as fuck. love and respect, dude"

meanwhile most anti ship I've seen are like "omg you like this fictional thing where fictional children are harmed??! Red Flag Red Flag. put this gross piece of shit behind bars immediately!!!"

and I'm just ????? I don't normally engage in fandom wars, but I think, as long as you don't harass anyone in real life and as long as no one in real life is in danger or is harmed, how you enjoy fictional things is none of my business. and I'm not gonna make any "call out post" where I encourage my followers to harass you because you like fucked up fictional things that I personally don't like or believe is wrong either.

I mean, from personal experience, I was exposed against my will to thing I didn't want to see from anti's screenshot of fanart or fanfic where they encourage their followers to harass this person whose fanart or fanfic, that was screenshot and spread by them, was originally tagged properly with all the trigger warnings so that people who didn't want to see it wouldn't get exposed to it. until anti screenshot it and flaunted it around in the name of being morally superior while also, at the same time, advocated for the witch hunt against someone who just wanted to mind their own business. so... the irony. lol

fandoms used to be more peaceful before Fandom Police starts their witch hunting, but it's a good thing we can just block these people and keep on enjoying our blorbos however we want to enjoy them.

and I'll always encourage every artist to write whatever they want, draw whatever they want. don't let people who think they're "morally superior" tell you you can't make art this way or that way. my best advice would be to block and ignore and keep on creating what you want. they may be loud, but at the end of the day they're just noises and they're not worth your attention x

[artsymeeshee]

Been in a weird headspace lately and I wanted to put my thoughts and feelings out to give a better idea of what's been happening. Putting under a read more/feel free to ignore.

I've talked about my struggles mentally on and off for a while and this one has been an ongoing thing for me and it's one I feel has begun to stick out more as time goes on.

I don't see myself as a good person. Most of the time I feel like I'm a bad person. And there's a lot of factors that play into this. One, is the things that I draw, which sounds absolutely crazy. Even I think it is as well.

It's no secret that my main priority has always been familial/platonic themes because that's how I've always viewed Gravity Falls as. And I know a lot of people do as well. It's one of the main themes of the show for crying out loud. And it's not to say I'm getting tired of it. That's a thing that has never crossed my mind, ever. It's more so along the lines of thinking it's too boring or falling back to that feeling of feeling bad because I don't make ship art. And I know I shouldn't feel bad about it and there's plenty of others that gladly do it. It's just one of those things that I'm not sure I'll really accept. And I'm always always grateful for the ones that tell me they appreciate all the family bonding/themes in my art. I guess the feeling of loneliness plays a part in that as well. I'll still make all the family things as long and as much as I can, but I won't deny the feeling of loneliness I get sometimes.

I do have that strong feeling that I am made to do something more and actually be someone and not the usual husk of a terrible individual I fall back on so many times. I won't deny anxiety and fear has taken a big hold on me lately. And it's also driven me to isolate myself in a sense and made me a cold person. I was so much more open years ago and now I've closed a good part of me away because... maybe I realized my "correctness" of myself being a bad person and who would even want to be around someone like that, so it's easier to hide. And I'm always afraid that one day I'll do or say something to no longer make me feel like I'm safe to approach. I've gone through so many people I've found that I've grown to like only for them to be an awful person and it sucks. I never want to be like that.

It's also been hard to not fall back to up and leaving. Whether that be online or real life. Last year was a time I fought with staying or leaving and it was always hard to decide to stay because leaving seemed like the only option I deserved.

I'm aware my ongoing battle with depression has hindered me a lot and it's a main factor for all of my negative feelings and thoughts about myself. And I don't want it to always resort to being the final say of who I am. I would like to find and show that part of me I feel people deserve to see.

I'm going to be honest, putting my raw emotions and thoughts like this is always scary. I'm sorry for the unexpected and serious post. I hoped I didn't make it too annoying or bring the mood down, but I needed to clear an ongoing struggle I've had for a long while. Thank you all for the constant support. Thank you for liking my silly, dumb, wholesome, sometimes feelsy art. Wanted to state another serious thing because life is so unexpected and you never know what will happen, but if something were to happen to me, I really can't explain how grateful I am for the love I've gotten from my time sharing my art. Thank you. Truly. 💜

[alllgator-blood]

I love the new Kallamar comic already!!! I love how all his cosmetics are ocean themed, so cute! 🥰 and I like how muscular your Shamura is, they're a geriatric beefcake 😂 I'll be looking forward to this one! 🍿🥤

GERIATRIC BEEFCAKE HAD ME CACKLING, I should draw pre-schism shamura more cause they were JACKED before dying in bed for 1000 years got in the way of their gym schedule. I actually have my very first ship comic coming up in the vague future that happens before the schism, so swole shamura will make an appearance cause I can't not include them in all my art

I WILL SAY THOUGH THIS COMIC IS DEFINITELY NOT THE ONE TO LOOK FORWARD TO IF YOU LOVE AND CHERISH KALLAMAR (WHICH I KNOW YOU DO). IT DOES NOT END WELL. I haven't even posted more than one part yet but here a sketch of what I imagine happens the day after the comic ends

[limeinaltime]

I've got a bulletproof heart, you've got a hollow-point smile 💜💛

Uzi and N get to hold the title of First Canon Ship To Make Me Invested Enough To Make Actual Fanart, and I don't think I'll ever fall out of love with them even after my interest in MD inevitably falls into the backburner. These sillies did things to my brain chemistry that can never be reversed, no one's doing it like them.

After some consideration and cooling down (Ep. 8 had the misfortune of coming out on a day where I was very high-strung and stressed due to college so my opinions were very... explosive at the time), I've come to find that while I was left wanting a lot more from episode 8, it means a lot to me that a show that's given me so much in so many ways was able to end on its own terms. There has not been a piece of art that has touched my soul the same way Murder Drones has since Gravity Falls, and for all its flaws, I am so glad that I got to see this journey to the end, and the way it has allowed me to grow as an artist is nothing to sneeze at, either. I will be drawing Murder Drones stuff for a while, and maybe I'll drift away from it, maybe I won't, but I'll always love the show and its characters and it'll be a core memory of mine for the rest of my life.

[orengejoshi]

Love you art. My favorite thing is definitely your coloring. Flug does give t boy swag. Hope to see more of your drawing soon. Out of curiosity what do you hope for season 2?

Thank youu🥺💜

I know what you meant but just the entire term "T boy swag" reminded me of my fav rapper who just goes by "T" and since I wanted to do that for a while anyway (his songtexts would resonate with Flug so much) I used this as an excuse to redraw one of his album covers, so I love that, I'm gonna steal that heheh

(relatively unrelated for everyone except me lol but I always throw in some art when replying to asks)

umm yeah so... we're not even done with the first season, so idk. from S1-B I predict more of what we've had so far; more or less episodic comedy, slowly easing us into a connected plot. 6th episode already kinda introduced that.

it's gonna be one of those cartoons like TOH who start off silly and episodic in the first season and develop into a melodramatic serialized show from 2nd season onwards.

this is going to be an unpopular opinion but I actually do not 100% vibe with that, I prefer episodic cartoons like SpongeBob or South Park without overarching plot; comedy over drama. but it was always obvious that Villainous is gonna have a fuck ton of lore so I'm not disappointed.

my criticism rn is that I feel it's already way too many characters I'm sorry. it's getting pretty convoluted. I'm just not a fan of that but again pretty subjective. I can't bring myself to care for absolutely any character that we haven't seen animated yet. it's been too long for me to throw too many new characters in the mix, I've been nonstop hyperfixated since 7 years so I'm skeptical about changes.

as for the plot, I have no idea. we're in so early that I can't even imagine where this is gonna go.

for the end I wish that no ship with the main 3 becomes canon. it's just going to create fandom wars, just leave it open

I just want to see Flug happy...

I'll always just hope to get as much information about Flug as possible

definitely hope they explore Miss Heed's character too, as long as she doesn't end up with Flug l'm interested in her. I would like to see her getting worse (maybe switching sides?) before finally healing and learning to love herself

I want to know more about Goldheart and consequently about Flug's past

I wish for Demencia to snap out of her brainwash some day and learn about her past. I need Flug and Demencia to become real good friends and escape together with 505. I do NOT want them to become heroes but in order to find true happiness and peace they'll have to leave this place imo

but I think most of that is WAY in the future, this won't all happen in the 2nd season. but idk how long this series is gonna be, I doubt the crew even knows, so ye!

[thevoidscreams]

Oh man, for the the Mating Press March I will take anything ft. Fulgrim but make it feral and rough. He always looks so pristine and perfect that I need to see a more unhinged side of him that doesn't have to do with Chaos Shenanigans <33

I usually think about Fulgrim as kinda subby but I will allow him to top for this.

Fulgrim gets some ideas from a social gathering and really wants to try them on his wife.

Day 19 Year 2:

Warnings: (Fulgrim), getting woken up with sex, use of pet names iguess

Word count:2271

He may have been one of the only true socialites out of his siblings, he just adored being lavished with attention. But he felt so not enthused at the moment. Bored he might even dare say. And boredom was not something that suited the primarch of the third. The auction was fine, you'd sat in his lap from a private viewing room, away from prying eyes where you could tell him the pieces that you liked and he would have them bid on. He'd had you dressed to the nines, looking every bit as elegant as the wife of a man like him ought to.

It was a struggle to keep his eyes up long enough to actually view the pieces you were talking about. His lips quested over warm skin, your perfume filled his senses and he'd practically torn the dress he'd had made custom for you. The auction after party had been the real draw for most of the attendees, people from all over the sector talked about the artists after parties. And really he could see why, they were something of beauty, but it wasn't what he wanted. The art had been acquired, and you, he groaned almost sub audibly. You had gone back to the ship after only an hour. You told him he was welcome to stay but you were tired and wanted to make sure the pieces for your private gallery got back safe. He understood, but his fingers itched to touch, and you were not there. His sons stayed close at hand, making small talk upon their father's insistence. "Go, my sons, it is a party, speak to the good people. I'm sure you'll have plenty to talk about at a gathering of artists."

Fulgrim took a fresh glass of sparkling wine and sipped it. The glass was comically small in his hands.

But he drank nonetheless. The vintage was quite fine, he should get a bottle to bring back to you.

As he looked for the host, a rather well to do and talented enough artist, he heard the giggle of two women gossiping. Normally Fulgrim paid little heed to the gossiping of strangers, unless it was about him or his family. But he stopped as if to enjoy a piece hanging over a fireplace. A scene of snow and trees splayed out over the canvas, it was nice enough. His attention was on the women and their giggles.

"You know I never thought I'd be into it. It's just so.. barbaric in nature but I'm glad I did because I haven't been this attracted to my husband in years."

"Oh, Marci, you mustn't say that." The other woman chided through laughter.

"Of but it's true, he was so.. mm how do I put this.. feral. The way he pounced on me and ravaged me. I felt like I was twenty again, and in college with all those men who would beg me back to their rooms only to do.. well, I shouldn't say. But when Arno came back it was so late I was asleep."

The other woman gasped. "He didn't!" "He DID!"

It was apparent to Fulgrim that this woman was inebriated, but his interest was piqued. "When I awoke I was so startled I nearly cried out until I realized it was him. Then he took me so ferociously, I was sure the neighbors could hear me screaming his name for a kilometer."

The two women hooted their snobbish sort of laugh again. "I'll tell you, I think every man should do that for his wife at least once."

The words made Fulgrim think, his pants growing uncomfortably tight as he imagined you beneath him, begging and moaning as he took his pleasure from you.

"Eidolon." Fulgrim said, not needing to shout over the crowd for his son to hear. "Yes, my Lord?" Eidolon appeared at his side. "Round up the others, we'll be returning to the Pride of the Emperor now."

He bowed slightly and went to fetch his gene brothers.

Fulgrim was half tempted to go to the women and thank them for the ideas, but he stayed his tongue, giving the host his best as he went.

As they departed Fulgrim spied a bottle of that fine wine you hadn't gotten to taste and plucked the bottle from the container of ice keeping it cool. It was for his love after all, you only deserve the best.

When you'd returned you'd had the pieces brought to your private gallery where you kept your own pieces and the one's Fulgrim acquired for you.

You liked the one of a beautiful silver phoenix, its wings spread wide over a mountain top as it looked towards the heavens. You all but bounded off Fulgrim's lap when you saw it, begging him to get it for you with much more fervor than the other pieces. He had, outbidding the others by a fair amount.

You thought about where to hang it before stopping at a piece in front of the lounge where you and Fulgrim often sat drinking wines and just talking for hours. Your heart fluttered at the thought of his smile. Your own painting didn't seem as impressive as the phoenix. You sighed and took it down, setting the new painting in its place. There that looks good, you thought, setting your own aside.

You'd ask him what he thought in the morning, given he'd likely be back later than you wanted to be up.

Slipping onto a comfortable robe and nothing else you got comfortable and cuddled up with one of his shirts from the laundry basket.

His smell made it easier to fall asleep.

It was some hours later that Fulgrim stepped foot back into his and your personal chambers.

He spotted the outline of your body under the blankets. It would be the perfect time to do what he'd been thinking about. Striping down till he was completely bare he left his clothes where they were on the floor and stalked towards the bed.

He was ever so meticulous as he pulled the covers back, revealing you to him a layer at a time.

When he got to the bottom, seeing you in not but a robe he had to palm his hardening cock. Throne you were so beautiful. Of all the art he'd seen that night, you were the only true masterpiece.

He stopped when he noticed something in your hands.

Taking it gently he realized it was his shirt. Your face had been pressed into it. He sniffed the article and just found that it smelled like him. His heart fluttered as he realized why you had it.

Leaning down he kissed your forehead, maybe he would save this for another time, he thought. But then you rolled onto your back, the robe fell open revealing your bare skin and body to him. His cock grew hard enough to hurt, he needed to take care of that.

He knelt on the edge of the bed, careful not to jostle you too much. He wanted you to wake up to what he had planned and not a moment before.

He lowered his face to your heart, taking a deep breath to fill his lungs with the scent of your core.

His mouth watering he pressed his lips to entrance and placed several soft kisses there. He was rewarded with soft moans as you shifted slightly in your sleep.

Fulgrim continued, his kisses growing less light as he felt you getting wetter. His tongue dove into those folds, lapping up the wetness he so loved to taste.

You gasped and your thighs pressed to the side of his face as he dug in more.

A hand suddenly grabbed his hair as your hips bucked up into his mouth, he purred his satisfaction as he drank down every bit of your first orgasm of the evening.

"Fulgrim?" Your sleepy voice reached his ears, there was something about the quality that drove him wild. With the taste of your cum still on his tongue he surged up your body, making you start as he caged your body beneath his.

"Hello sweetheart. Pardon me for waking you."

You felt his erection on your stomach as he began to kiss and nip your neck and shoulders, your body arched against him as he did and he growled something in a language you weren't quite sure of. His hips rutted into you as he sought more friction.

This was quite the change of pace from your normally slow and methodically loving husband. But you weren't going to complain.

"Fulgrim!" You gasped as he rutted against you again, leaving a trail of his arousal there.

He drew back, slotting his cock between your folds and pushed in. Your hand tangled in his hair, pulling him down for a kiss, he obliged happily. He was better than good when it came to kissing and he always left you breathless.

You soft moans against his lips drove him further into his need and he began a shallow but quick rhythm, the bed creaking under you both as he fucked you.

His name fell from your lips like a mantra. Over and over. He loved it, your attention and love was solely his and he wouldn't have it any other way.

He grunted as he felt you clamp down around him, the surest sign he knew aside from your words that your body was complying to his wishes and that you were going to cum. It was rather quick for his tastes but he was in no mood to tease tonight. Instead he'd see how many he could give you before you simply couldn't anymore.

"Oh fuck~ Fulgrim, I'm close." You gasped and he grinned. "Good, cum for me like a good girl." He purred. That did it and you came undone with a shrill cry.

He didn't stop, his arms digging under you to pull you up and hold you closer. "Oh my love." He growled in your ear. "I missed you, so so much, even if it was only a few hours." He pressed his lips to yours in several brief kisses.

"All the artwork I could ever dream and yey all I wanted was to look at you. But you were not there." He pant while squishing you against him and pressed your back pressed into the bed while he held you. His hips are still pounding.

Your brain was a bit foggy after the two orgasms but you held him back. His hearts felt full at the feeling but he did not falter.

"You are the essence of beauty." He continued, "Every artist wishes they could create a masterpiece with even half the splendor a single strand of your hair contains. For if they did they'd have created the finest piece in the universe." His forehead pressed to yours as he spoke. His love did not temper his enthusiasm, it only added fuel to his fire.

His wife, held tight in his arms as he fucked her. Oh how beautiful, oh how magnificent. His thrusts lengthened as he pulled out farther and rolled back into you, the creaking shifted with the change of pace.

It melded with the sweet song of your cries and he indulged in the sinful symphony.

"I love you Fulgrim." You cried, as your next climax began to build.

However the sudden admission caused him to falter, then to cum. His hips snapping forward with blind need as he pumped his load into you.

"I love you." He slurred back feeling higher than a cloud. The feeling of his orgasm gave you your third and you all but screamed.

Fulgrim kissed your nose. Petting your hair as you both came down from your highs.

"Well hello." You laughed as he pulled out and rolled onto his side off of you.

"Hello." He chuckled breathlessly.

You lifted your head to look at him. "How was the rest of the function?" You asked.

"It was okay. Would have been better with you there. I kept looking at all the art but in my mind all I could see was your face in my mind and all of the pieces felt so dull in comparison."

You patted his chest. "Flatterer." You giggled. He took your hand and kissed it.

"But it is true, darling." He smiled.

You fell back into a contented sleep, Fulgrim watched you for a long while. But something felt off, something he couldn't explain. He rolled from the bed, grabbing a robe and walked into the gallery you both shared.

He walked the gallery and stopped as he looked at each picture, sculpture and painting. When he finally reached the place where he'd spent so many long hours with you he turned to look at the painting hung before the lounger he had crafted as one of the many wedding gifts he'd given you.

"Well that's not right." He hummed seeing the phoenix hanging there. Indeed it was a fine piece and even more so up close. Yet he took it down and set it aside, finding the one you'd wanted with your own hands.

He hung it up on the wall and sighed. "That's much better." He felt the wrongness ease from him as he returned to bed. His arms folded around you and he pressed a kiss to the top of your head. His gallery was growing, and quite nicely, but every other piece paled in comparison to the masterpiece he held in his arms as he drifted off into a deep contented sleep.

[the-colourful-witch]

Artsy Update :)

Hi everyone, it has been a while since I posted. I've been incredibly busy with a few high-demand projects for which deadlines are approaching swiftly.... *send help please* However! I did continue the Valentine's Day couple series. Here are the final three sketches I did:

Hinny, Jegulily and Jegulus <3 I have to say that while I enjoyed doing these sketches, this style is not exactly my thing :) I love doing character line-ups and story illustrations more, but trying different poses and practising new colour combinations was a lot of fun. I had a blast :) I'm sorry if your favourite ship hasn't been drawn. I could only do a few in the time I had. But there's always next year! <3<3<3 As for the other things taking up my time at the moment... I have a big deadline for a picture book I'm working on. Only five more weeks to finish. When April comes, I'll (hopefully) be done with it and then I'm taking a teeny tiny holiday to rest and gather energy for new projects! I might actually leave the house for that... :)

The other big thing was my first art market of the year! I had a stand at Fantasy Fest in the Netherlands last weekend. I prepared a lot for it, making new prints and stickers and even creating some brand-new artwork :) The result was a booth filled with colourful goodies! I sold a little less than I had hoped for during the weekend, but I did have a lot of great conversations and managed to put a smile on people's faces with my art. And that is the most special thing in the world <3

I loved my little booth. The lighting was great and I had some lovely neighbors with whom I chatted all weekend. My mum also came to help for a day and she stood in front of the booth to play the very convincing 'interested customer', drawing in some more curious onlookers :) I love her, she is my number 1 supporter <3

Now, these are some of the new (and older) products I designed for this fair:

This is the Fantasy Characters collection: a series of 12 fantasy characters in a cool set! I made these specially for the fair and had so much fun with them. I picked out a nice paper, got to design a cool border to tie the whole thing together and even wrapping the sets in a colourful label was so so fun to do! I will definitely do more projects like this in the future. It's the best!

I created a bunch of prints from some of my traditional artworks. Most of them come from the book of fairytales I illustrated last year. They were a hit! Especially the map. That one was my bestseller :)

And of course, I had to add fanart, too. I sold a couple of Marauders band posters. That made my day. It was so cool to meet fellow fans :) (All of these are available in my shop, by the way, in case you're interested :)) Last, but not least: I made STICKERS! In January, I bought a Cricut machine for the first time and after postponing for a month to learn how to make it work, I managed to create these sticker packs:

They are my favourite new creation. It's so cool to be able to make my own stickers! I have four sets: Toads and Toadstools, Owls, Ollivander's Wand Shop and the Stars and Moons doodle sheet.

The little stickers are super fun to fill in empty spaces in your journal and the big ones are a showstopper for any surface. I already stuck a bunch of them on my planner, phone and sketchbooks... I have no shame. This is the best thing I ever made :)

I had a lot of fun!

I am looking forward to more cool art in the near future. I have one more project to finish. A picture book that has been a rollercoaster and not in a good way... I'll be happy when I've got my work done on that. It's still going to be a lovely book, it was just the publishing house that I had some trouble with. I will share something on the book whenever I can :) Right, I'm going to stop yapping! If you made it all the way to the end, thank you! You're amazing! Hugs, Fleur

[zenfiii]

My favorite ships of all time.. but as lesbians‼️‼️+ why i love these ships

Why i love these ships: they're stupid together

Anyway hope you like my designs!! Even if some are barely noticeable 🫠

(I'll be adding the qijiu drawing later!!)

(real reasons under the cut)

Clarification: they are not listed according to which one I like the most‼️ I have also only chosen the one I like the most, but there are many others ships that I enjoy as much as these! It's just that these have a special place in my heart (not to mention it's like four in the morning and I'm not going to draw more lol). With that said, let's see why I like these ships 😯

Torisai: Watching the series, Toritsuka became my favourite character because of how funny he was and especially because of his relationship with Saiki. Already when Saiki threatened him in the bathroom and half kabedoned him the gears in my head started working.

These two ironically are very close. Throughout the whole series Toritsuka has been very clingy with Saiki and even though Saiki himself despises and insults him, he actually cares and trusts him enough to do something as important as the volcano problem. They have this hate-love-hate relationship that I love, because Tori practically praises him while Saiki treats him like a germ, but, in the end, whether he wants to or not, he gives in (that's a lie, he doesn't, but let's pretend he does).

Saiki is practically a god to Tori and Tori is more of a problem to Saiki. They can't stand each other many times but they need each other's help on many other occasions. I love them I hope they get run over.

(I know I'm not saying much, but it's been a while since I've seen the series. If I rewatch it, I'll probably write this again with more details!!)

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Zensung: For many years my otp was yooran, BUT I discovered that this ship actually existed and OMG. I've always been a multishipper, I believe that love is the solution to everything, and for a long time I was exploring other ships but this one I had never seen, when I did everything changed, seriously.

Their dynamic, their chemistry and their relationship both inside and outside the canon UGH. They've always had that big brother/little brother type of relationship, very adorable and all, but what happens when one of them starts to have feelings for the other? Then everything becomes more complicated because these seemingly innocent acts can suddenly have a different meaning. Going over to each other's house unannounced suddenly isn't so comfortable, being so close is suffocating, and the touching is too much to bear.

On Yoosung's part the problem comes more from the fact that he is his friend, and not only that, his incredibly attractive friend. And on Zen's part there is the fact that he is a man, and not only that, a man he actually finds very cute. So they have this awkward dynamic of not knowing how to approach each other properly and it's so delicious. I could read thousands of fanfics where it's just them trying to figure out what's the best way to just accept these feelings. Very cute, hopefully they kiss mua.

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Xiaoven: When I wasn't playing genshin yet I came across some very nice art of them on Instagram. When I started playing Venti quickly became my favourite character. Shortly after that I got to know the pairing he had with Xiao and I found it. So cute. I did some research and saw that there was a lot of stuff around them and thought "wow, that's cool!! From so much content I'm sure a lot of people love it". Er. What a surprise when I realised that for a long time it's been one of the most hated ships in the community and I was like ???? I couldn't understand why, and to this day I still don't understand why it's so hated jksjdks.

Anyway. Why I like it is very simple. They're cute together. Xiao who has been isolating himself from everyone and everything actually has someone he holds dear to his heart because not only has he saved him, he constantly helps him and keeps him company. A pure soul who is there and embraces him with all that he is. And on Venti's side, although it doesn't seem like it, he actually is pretty much alone, all his friends, most of them, dead. And it's not like he can visit the ones that are alive. He is a free soul but, essentially he is lonely. He spends his nights with Xiao because he is someone he can trust, and secretly Venti hopes to spend more nights with him. Ayyy my kids how I love them, if I could I would put them in a little box and keep them away from everything bad in this world.

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Ivantill: My lovely kids! I love them because they have this whole complicated story, how Till loves Ivan but doesn't show it, and how Ivan wants Till to look at him but does it with violence because he doesn't know how to express it normally!! Well none of them know how to do it normally but uh, yeah.

Quite recent, but their story is very good! Although to be honest I don't really like angst and prefer to draw them happy, so I'll stick with au's!! I'd rather shamelessly cover my eyes and think they're happy than see how they've really ended up lol. Although that has its own beauty too, I just prefer the adorable stuff.

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[writingoddess1125]

A Fluffy little Buggy X Fem-Reader

This popped in my head randomly. Enjoy!

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Theater Brat 🎭

(Y/N) hadn't been on the ship long, Acting as a Quartermaster of sorts, Especially with Nami having abandoned them. She hadn't been apart of the group long, being the freshest face besides Sanji in this whole ordeal. She hadn't exactly been the biggest Fan of Nami, especially after she had betrayed them for Arlong- however she believed in second chances and that people were the way they are due to past events- not that they just so happen to be bad. That and she trusted Luffy- What was more to say?

After a rather long day of helping with the ship and doing inventory (Y/N) set to relax a little- choosing to play a record and draw for a while. Deciding to do a peice of their favorite theater play they had recently seen before setting off with the Strawhats- as she set off to ink her work a loud knock shook her from her peace and the door opened revealing a very irritated Zoro with a bag in his hand.

"(Y/N)! It's your turn to take it-" Zoro grumbled, Tossing the bag onto the desk, ignoring the grunt of pain from the severed Pirate head inside. "Ow! You Broccoli headed bastard!" Buggy yelled from inside the bag, Zoro glaring at the bag before grumbling about some sort of nap or something and marching off. (Y/N) sighed at this, Opening the bag and carefully setting Buggy's head upright. "Ohh~ I get the pretty girl tonight! Watch out Zoro the amount of noise we are gonna make may keep you up all night!" Buggy cackled, (Y/N) simply shaking her head at this and turning back to her drawing. Buggy clearly not liking to be ignored in such a regard.

"Ugh- That damn bag smells! Has no one heard of deodorant? It's like a bunch of teenagers running a ship-" He said sarcastically, his eyes landing on the girl infront of his drawing away. Trying to take a peak at whatever was being drawn.

"Ugh- Did I get the weird one of the group? Not even gonna entertain me? The least you can do is shimmy your ti-"

"I was just finishing up the lines on this is all, Calm down" She said carefully, her words not even laced with a hint of venom as she blew on the ink to dry. Ignoring c

The clear sexual joke he was trying to deliver.

"What are ya drawing? A wanted poster for the tangerine girl?" He questioned and gave a crookeded grin, assuming Nami was a sensitive topic for them. However frown when he didn't get a reaction.

"No a drawing from one of my favorite musicals. I try to do a drawing of each one I see" She admitted, holding up the paper for him to take a peak at and huffed in genuine surprise at seeing someone on THIS ship actually take some form of interest in the performing arts.

"Huh- Never expected anyone here to be into performing arts. You should draw one of my shows next! One of the best you've ever seen!" He bragged, Grinning as he started to talk about his favorites acts in his shows. From his innocent juggling tricks to the gruesome of having a marine try to tightrope over a raging fire. (Y/N) raised a brow at his boasting and patted his head, more out of habit then anything else which surprised Buggy.

"Well if I ever see a show of yours we're people aren't being tortured to death I'll draw it for you. Deal?" Buggy grinned widely at this and nodded excitedly.

"So what- you're a theater kid or something?- not many people know about shows like this"

"Oh yeah. I'm a total theater brat- My mother was a performer and my father was a musician" (Y/N) said with a chuckle. Thinking back to those days, The anxiety that hung in the air before a show, the live music that filled the air and the heartwarming stories that everyone watched.

"Is that the only type of brat you are?~" Buggy teased with a wink, (Y/N) gave his a mock disgusted look and poked his forehead.

"Pervert- Like you're one to talk. I can smell a fellow theater kid from a mile away- Also the grease paint doesn't help"

"Hey! While my shows are top notch I wouldn't compare them to some low brow theater"

"Oh? So you don't watch any plays" She questioned, a knowing smile on her lips as she met his now narrowed gaze. "No..." He muttered, his own tone of voice starting to betray him.

"Damn- well I could have sworn that I heard a certain barrel singing a song from that really sweet Romcom Play Gaizu & Douruzu (Guys and Dolls)-" She said with a bright smile- Buggy's face turning pale and staring at her with a mixture of embrassment and mild anger.

"...Now you are just being cruel-" He deadpanned and (Y/N) couldn't help but let out a cackle.

"That one is an exception!" He shouted making them laugh harder, He puffed his cheeks in a pout. (Y/n) Wiping the tears from her eyes and poking his puffed our cheek.

"Awww, I didn't mean to make you upset Mr. Scary clown- It's a good play!" She protested as he gave her a Mock glare. He stared at her for a second as she straightened herself out, Buggy staring at them for a hard moment.

"Hey W-" Buggy voice was cut off as the intercom system sounded through the ship. "Food is Ready" Sanji voice rang out as (Y/N) got up with a skip in her step. "I'll be right back!" She called out leaving Buggy by himself- He didn't voice it but he had enjoyed (Y/N) company.

When she returned (Y/N) holding a large bowl of seafood risotto. Buggy felt his mouth watering at the sight and his face twisted up- Expecting him to just have to watch them eat like all the other Strawhats. However he was pleasantly surprised when you held out a spoonful to him. His eyes widened at this and he greedily took the bite, Moaning as he savored the taste. (Y/N) taking her own bite with the same spoon before offering him another. He stares at them for a moment-

"..Why are you being nice to me?"

Buggy asked as he accepted at the bite of food. Watching them as they ate a bite of their own and thought for a moment.

"Well I don't see why I need to be mean to you?" She said softly, Making Buggy stare at them a bit confused.

"I'm ... Me? I mean I hurt your friends, Im a Pirate of a rivaling pirate crew! You should hate me?" He said softly, he felt a small peg to his ego but he couldn't help it.

"I guess...but I wasn't there to see all of what you did. I always try to think people deserve a chance even if others think against it. After all, we are a different kind of Pirate-" She said softly, Feeding him another bite of the risotto. His eyes locked onto her, He didn't remeber the last time someone treated him with this level of kindness?... actually thinking he could be something better or giving him the benefit of the doubt.

"Huh- Quite the sappy one" He joked, making (Y/N) also chuckle a bit and shrug once more.

"Well what can I say- Us theater brats gotta stick together"