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[buf309-art-binder]

curious since you love drawing twiyor a lot, would you ever consider/draw NSFW art or comics of them? Just curious.

Well... I think I can answer you more clearly if I draw something about it 😌

Yeah, I simply like their family dynamic more than their romance.

Joking aside, unless otherwise stated somewhere in the script, all versions of Twiyor in MY fancomics are AroAce.

Because I'm one myself, and I want presentations, darn it.

Kudos to Twiyor smut writers/artists in the fandom though🥂 You guys are super great.

Just... you aren't gonna find that at my place. Sorry about that 🙇

[buf309]

Hey! I see that you're a Spy Family Fan and i wanted to ask what you think would happen,

If Yor asked Loid the age old question "Would you still love me if I was a worm? "

Hi, thank you for your patience 🤗

Your ask caught the musebunny's attention so it insisted on making me draw pages of comic for this. Well, because I think depending on when Yor asked this question, the answer she got could be very different. I hope these are worth the wait. Please enjoy.

and for comparison and contrast, I also let Fiona ask her senpai this question too 🤔

[imaprettygirl]

A drop of ink, a blot spread across time

(Vintage au)

Plot summary: It was 1950s when pen pals were popular and almost everyone had one! You used to have a handful of them but the camaraderie between you and them faded as you got older. One day, you found a newspaper on your late great-grandpa's shelves in his bedroom. Excitedly, you flipped the papers to get to a specific page and bingo! There was a section for the addresses of people who are looking for a pen-friend much like yourself. After randomly choosing, you sent out your first letter and he replied back! However, you noticed something weird in the photo he sent...

Crds to @drinkthesky for the divider!

Men I deem fit: Alhaitham, Albedo, Imbibitor Lunae/Dan Heng, Dr Ratio, Diluc, Zhongli, Venti, Neuvillette, Scaramouche, Sunday.

(Fck alphabetical order, I can't do that sh*t)

The amber glow of the afternoon sun bathed the room as the open windows situated at the opposite of the door allowed sunlight streams to enter the room as its panes quivered in hushed symphony due to the beckoning of the hot air. If you moved closer to the windows, you could see dust particles illuminated by the natural light. Even after the passing of your great-grandfather, the bookish scent of his cologne still lingers in his bedroom along with his possessions which were either coated with a thin layer of dust or covered with a big white cloth.

The wooden floor creaked beneath you as you walked towards his bookshelves in hopes of finding pieces of classical literature and maybe learn a thing or two from it. You delicately traced your index finger through the long vertical rows of books, leaving a trail of dust on the pads of your digit. As you peruse through countless novels only to be unsatisfied until you saw a newspaper at the edge of the shelf, untouched by the dust that plagues the rest.

'How strange...' you thought to yourself as you rubbed your thumb and index finger against the surface of the paper to determine its texture: it was sandy and rough, definitely ancient but the format was similar to the ones your dad reads in the morning so it must be a freshly produced newspaper, albeit printed in a different quality of paper.

Or so you thought...

The newspapers in your hands gave you a glimmer of hope; it was an opportunity to find a pen friend! You used to have a few ones but stopped writing to them either because they used too much colloquial words or they had at least twenty spelling mistakes in each sentence which gave you a migraine whilst trying to make out if your correspondent was writing in a foreign language or not. But this time, maybe you could hit the jackpot and find an actually nice pen-pal. Excitedly, you flipped through the papers and stopped at the specific page which had a list of names along with their addresses under the bold heading:

'Pen-friends! Make new friends around the world!'

Your eyes scanned across the list of names, allowing your intuition to guess the personality of that stranger based on their names alone. But then, a specific name caught your eye- it was uncommon which was the main reason it stood out from the rest of the names which probably were taken from 'Top 10 best names for children of this year'. You took a closer look of the address below that person's name and turned out, both of you lived in the same area! A surge of enthusiasm rippled throughout your body and immediately tucked the newspaper into the inside pocket of your coat.

~~~~~♡~~~~~♡~~~~~♡~~~~~

The curtains of your living room slowly opened as you peeked your head out and pressed your face against the glass. A day had passed after you had sent your very first letter and heck, you even went a mile far by sending a photograph of your two cats to make a memorable first impression. Then- just like you had anticipated- the postman on his bike suddenly came into view and halted his vehicle by your mail-box and placed a letter inside. You clutched the folds of the curtains unable to contain the happiness blossoming inside you. As soon as the postman disappeared out of your eyesight, you rushed outside to take the letter out of the mailbox. The first thing that greeted your eyes was the immaculate handwriting and the scent emitted from the paper.

'How sweet of him...' you thought as you continued reading the letter in your mind. The paragraphs were neatly organized and made of outdated vocabulary that you wouldn't understand had you not taken an interest in classic literature. You could tell this man practiced utmost eloquence just by his letter alone. Overall, he wrote a few things about himself and asked you about your hobbies, what you like and blablabla.

But then, something struck within you concerning with the photograph he sent and notes written behind it:

"The construction of the mall is making my ears bleed. I cannot stand the constant sounds of the drills and other sounds coming from it. I daresay, you must be experiencing the same disturbance as we are only one street apart from each other. Perhaps we should plan to meet up after the mall opens. What do you think of it?"

The more you stared at the photograph and the note, the more confused you became. The picture showed the mall with the same as the one down the street but it was still in construction according to the photo. 'Huh?' A frown stretched across your face. That specific mall had been going on more nearly a century now to the point that the community had been urging the government to shut it down in order to build a more innovative one. Didn't it finish construction like a hundred years ago? But his photo told a whole new different story.

Suspicions rose inside of you as a spiral of questions revolved around your head- you found it difficult to process it. Not missing a beat, you hurried to your room to find that newspaper you took from your late great-grandfather's shelf. You mumbled in frustration when you couldn't find it; you swore you left it either on the desk or on the bed. Finally, you found it under the bed and oh my...

The letter was published a century back in time which meant that...

"T-The man I just sent a letter...was from the past...." The newspaper dropped from your hands. Your letter had ripped its way out of the fabric of time and went into the mailbox of a man who lived in the same area as you but different time period. He was in the past, you were in the future.

Still, a part of you felt curious about the interaction between two people of different dimensions. So you decided to reply back to his letter. What could go wrong...right?

To people who are more knowledgeable in time travel or parallel universes, pls don't attack me, I know what I wrote may or may not make sense for some of you but pls don't mind me 😭😭😭

And also, not proofread because I wrote this around midnight and I'm literally on the verge of dozing off- (Ik I have such healthy sleep cycles and I have to wake up at 6 am yayyy!! Sleep-deprived-students-core😘🙆🤗)

[bdubs-mailbox]

Have you considered you and Joel both ditching Etho and instead getting hate married. I think you should consider this option

“Excuse me?! I could never ditch Etho! @joels-mailbox you hearin’ this?”

[syluses]

Hey, so i want to ask about the ending of robot caleb x reader (big girls dont cry). First of all, it's an amazing story, a bit disturbing with its dark tones and yn's inner moral conflict (it's disturbing in a good way like the movie "Companion"). Through yn's pov, you managed to deliver that unsettling feeling, like this is wrong, fckd up even, but she keeps indulging herself in it. Like ok pop off literature queen.

Anyways, i wanna know what's your interpretation of the ending is?

Thats all, thank you for writing this fic, u ate 💅

Nonnie i am so so sorry for the late reply… 🥲 i was hesitating at first to answer cuz i wasnt sure whether or not i wanted to ‘undo’ the ambiguous ending if u will,.. but then i just kept on forgetting afterward lol 🥲 I still wanna maintain the ambivalence of the ending just bc i think its fun for yall to imagine how it goes in ur own ways— the opportunities are infinite. but i’ll tell u a VERY general rundown of how i picture bgdc carries on after the last scene:

Mc is unable to leave; not-Caleb keeps her tied down to him in her home- where she’s safe (at least for the moment)- while the real caleb slowly works to reintroduce himself into her life. Not-Caleb, while more morally “safe”, lets say, than his counterpart, becomes growingly worse with mc— more protective, possessive, and flat out frightening— as he realizes his time with y/n could possibly be drawing to a close- what with that psychopath hot on their tail. He does what he can to cut out the cameras and location-tracking devices in him- attempting to shut real-Caleb out as best as he possibly can without damaging his infrastructure. I even can see robo-caleb, after ‘cleaning’ his system, making the effort to relocate with mc to someplace safer before real-caleb comes, someplace hidden, someplace that doesnt exist, but that’s really not a clever or feasible idea all things considered— it’s a poor, last ditch effort made in sheer desperation to protect mc and keep her to himself.

In the end, what i see is ultimately the two calebs beefing it out in a physical confrontation. Not-caleb will do all he can to shield mc (while actively also trying to replace his original 👀), while real-caleb will do all he can to take mc. However that may look. However ugly.

They are mirrors of each other after all C:

Anyways thats my somewhat vague canon description of what happens after :] but again i encourage yall to come up with ur own ideas too hehe the possibilities for the maniacs are endless 👀

[kxsagi]

Super funny how ness, despite bleeding from kaiser's thorn, still hold on to him

OMG YEAH WAIT I HAVE SMTH TO SAY ABOUT THIS

i genuinely believe that ness is kaiser's light and savior. he's trying to bring kaiser's humanity back and make him realize that at the end of the day, he's just a person. he's more than a teammate, rival, new gen 11 soccer player, and kid with an abusive childhood.

i LOVE ness's character for this he's a true bro

[briskchips]

Hello! If you don’t mind me asking, what’s your commission info regarding animatics if you have any?

I've never done animatic commissions before actually! I assumed there wouldn't be enough demand for them. If people are interested though, I could definitely get that organized!

I don't think I'd be opening any commission slots for animatics styled like puppet boy though, if that's what you're interested in. That thing took a long time and a LOT of effort and I think I'd burn myself out immediately if I was doing multiple of those on the regular

[bittasol]

AROMANTIC LOVETRIO AND AROACE IRUMA YOU'RE SO RIGHT

CAEN !! ITS VERY UNDERRATED !!

love trio is so fun to me bc i feel like whatever relationship hcs u could possibly have about them, i can fully see it?? every single time im like Yeah that checks out.

they’re each others first friends and thats so precious & special for them. it doesnt really matter how specifically one tunes their dynamic in terms of romance, they’re acting the same, dating or not!

of course, separately from love trio, i think it would be very funny for iruma to end up as aromantic after all the harem king allegations…

imagine a fic where perhaps everyone who has a crush (of various seriousness) on him (ameri, chima, clarazz, elizabetta, vine, eiko, etc etc) start a secret club to support each other but also they’re lowkey sabotaging each other (cuz demons/teens)?? it turns into a “who can woo iruma” competition.

hijinks get more and more intense… only to stop full force cuz he comes out as aroace (offhandedly ofc) and maybe theres some big feelings about it, but of course they spend the very last meeting of the Secret Iruma Crush Club working through it privately, and of course theyre very supportive of him!! and also the competition fizzles out bc no one’s gonna beat clarazz in the “who’s iruma’s best friend(s)” competition 😞

[frankenbridez]

amore mio!

i am so excited for you to come see me! you know i'm going to be looking out for you in the audience, my most beloved, my most devoted 🖤

even in a crowd, i know you will be cheering the loudest. ah, i can hear your sweet voice already, tresoro, how i miss it! i've got a backstage pass with your name on it, and a kiss waiting in the green room. i can only dream of it for now but know that you are in my thoughts, always. you are everything to me, and i am simply thrilled to be able to see you again not once, but twice, and so soon!

i will send you something special for the holidays, yes? perhaps something to keep you warm in the cold. i promise it will not have my face on it, even. if i can find something here.

you will always be stella mia, darling.

-- copia 🐀🖤

ahh, my sweet cop.ia! 💫

how i hope to see you again soon! count us both in dreaming about reuniting once more...i intend to use every opportunity to get your attention in the crowds!

my handsome man, my cardi, my moon! 🌙✨

-- your stella! 🦇 🌟

[petrichoraline]

WHAT COMMENT ON TT??? DON'T LEAVE ME LIKE THIS

the video in question but in summary:

[buf309-art-binder]

Is chapter 3 of doppelgänger out? It’s not linked and it’s been awhile since I’ve navigated tumblr. Amazing work, btw! I’m fully captivated 😊

Ah... Chapter 3 has no link because it's not out yet 😅 If everything goes as planned, it's going to be posted around the end of this month. I'll make an announcement with the release date once I'm done drawing it.

Here's a quick doodle as my thanks to you 😁

[buf309]

hi your art makes me scream, I WANT TO SCREAM ITS SO GOOD ITS SKETCHY ANF YUMMY AND THE IDIOT MAN IS SUFFERING YESS YES YEBDHEBEHEHEBEIEJ

btw I love how you draw blood. Hits the angst spot

Heeyyyyy!!!! Thank you so much ❤️🥰❤️

And yeah, I always believe "blood" is a bloody messy business. So I don't like drawing them neat and pretty for the aesthetic 😄 I'm glad you think the same too.

Well, as a thank you for your wonderful analysis, here is a page from chapter 6 of your fic "the thin veneer of peace", which I found very interesting 😏 I hope this was worth the wait 😌

[hisbutleronhiatus]

Now I can't stop imagining in modern au Sebastian is the go-to for all the kuro kids to get out and go somewhere like the mall and Sebastian is the only adult who will get into the experience LOL because he likes shopping too~

Modern Sebastian would likely have a vast wardrobe and jump at the chance to add to his diverse assortment of outfits because he wouldn’t be constrained by the butler aesthetic! 😌 However, the kids might find him overbearing at times; he closely supervises them so that they don’t get into mischief, strictly monitors their spending (it’s crucial to teach them the value of thrift from an early age), and tries to dissuade them from eating too many processed, sugary treats at the food court.

But let’s not forget another chaperone who would be posi-deathly delighted to indulge in a little retail therapy while instilling proper fashion sense in the youth…who would turn the outing into an adventure for the record books (if the group violates a measly law here and there, that’s of no concern)…who wouldn’t bat an eye at the kiddos eating their weight in ice cream because she’ll be turning them back over to their parents at the end of the day…and who would magnanimously declare that her young charges can shop to their little hearts’ content because it’s “her treat” (aka her brilliant, gorgeous, affluent wife, Dr. Dalles, will be footing the bill)…Auntie Grelle. 👠

[volosdarling]

My darling Ino,

I have a confession to make. At times, when it feels like Arceus has cursed me, the thought of you is the only thing that grounds me. I was thinking about you earlier and decided to write to you. How very ancient of me, right?

I... want to thank you. With you by my side, I feel like I can be the man I was always meant to be. You give me hope. You make me and my team happy. I'll always be thankful for that. For you.

I love you. I'll always love you.

Forever yours, Volo.

Q~Q ...... VOLO.......<333333

THAT'S SO SWEET MY DARLING... you can write to me for anything—i love your formal written words just as much as your spoken ones, promise! its something to hang on to forever.

i know how unpredictably bad it gets & I'm forever happy to be here by your side through it all. And im happy i can be here to care for your team, too..!! if i can be just one positive presence in this world for you, that's all i want. ^_^

U mean so much to me... I LOVE YOU TOO!! ♥︎ 💫🖤

[syluses]

Hear me out! Like yandere dragon Sylus, but! yandere dragon dad Sylus 👀 maybe just getting girlie pregnant or the birth or already having the kid(s). But i’m always open for simply yandere dragon Sylus also 💋

Gonna see what i can do about this nonnie 💞

[mechanicalmutt]

I have been scrolling and masturbating to your posts for a good hour now. Thank you

Good drone. Good pet.