#thanks for asking bean!

[batbabydamian]

Obsessed with little Lima Bean Baby Dami. I feel like Bruce would pass out from cuteness if he witnessed his child looking like that.

Talia should send Damian's baby pics to Bruce lol

[beanghostprincess]

You mentioned the part in ending 6 where Nami is sleeping on Vivi's shoulder and that's my favorite thing ever... But can we talk about when in ending 5 Sanji is seen showing off his kicking skills to Usopp AND then teaching him how to cook? Because I think about that a lot.

!!!!!!!! We can SO talk about this and we should!!!!!!!! They live in my head rent-free!!!!!!!

They're so,,, Cute,,, And silly,,,

Sanji in the first pic: Hahaha yeah I am sooo cool I know I know you want to kiss me so bad me too my dearest

Sanji in the second pic: If you cut this fish wrong I am breaking up with you and chopping you to serve you for dinner

He really has two different moods with Usopp and I love him for that, I would love to see Usopp teaching Sanji how to aim and use the slingshot though....

Also let's talk about how this ending is extremely Sanuso/Namivivi/Zolu:

The ships are placed together I am going crazy I adore them 😭💖

[creativesplat]

I would also like to see some miphlink, if that's okay!

I was really struggling with what to draw, and then I remembered your ask from ages ago (dang ADHD brain...) anyway, sorry its such a late answer, but Miphlink inspired by Dicksee's La Belle Dame

[pixlokita]

HELLO!! Thank you again for the Ballpit AU!!!

So I got the Into the Pit audiobook last week (I forgot to cancel my audible subscription for like.... months and needed to burn my credits somewhere fun LOL). And I wouldn't call myself a fnaf lore expert lol. But it got me randomly thinking. If the ball pit in Jeff's Pizza could time travel because -mumblemumble- Agony and Remnant reasons or something -mumblemumble- then the ball pit in the Pizzaplex probably had the same kind of thing where it absorbed all that stuff over the years? Perhaps the two ball pits in your AU that exist at different times are one and the same?

I could definitely see Fazbear entertainment in Pizzeria Sim finding the original Fredbear's ball pit after like 30 years and going, "Yeah, we can give this thing to that new guy with the bear head. His pizzeria won't last a week anyway."

And when that pizzeria burns down and they build the Pizzaplex on top of it, some OTHER pizzaplex employees find that thing hidden away and say to themselves, "We can't waste this money-saving resource! Find a good place for the 40-50 year old disgusting unwashed ball pit in this Pizzaplex immediately!!!"

...And that kids, is one possible recipe for your very own time traveling ball pit....??

But also this is fnaf. Nothing really needs a recipe, I personally am a fan of answering lore questions with, ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ "uhh-uhh!"

Anyway thanks for being awesome!! You are an inspiration to a fellow long comic project writer heehee

-crying because I love this idea and you can consider it canon in my au now- HAVSJSBKSBD DUDE AAAA LOVE IT do you think Michael recognized it 😭 he just got it in pizzeria simulator and was like 🧍‍♂️ okay helpy you can have this one…

It’s full of remnant and agony and colorful plastic orbs :’> and maybe some Easter eggs at the bottom and time travel magic =w= but very old and gross 👌

[just-a-drawing-bean]

Soup Delivery! A tiny Moon approaches with a bowl of warm soup and offers it to you with a grin. Would you accept it?

Sending a tiny Moon to deliver some warm soup this way and a reminder to eat, hydrate or take a small break if you need it! Also while I'm here, wanted to say I love how you draw expressions and enjoy watching the playfulness in your animations they're very fun-looking!

Tiny Moon is not responsible of what will happen if any whoppers are placed into the soup.

Oh, thank you for the soup!!! <333 I sure hope nothing happens in the next 6 seconds :)

Thank you for the kind words wah <3 so glad you enjoy my silly stuff!

[yanderemommabean]

Momma I can hear some loud buzzing I think the bees are coming-

but seriously, are you okay? does it hurt still?

Oh yeah im hurting, trying to keep it straight and typing with one hand is a nightmare lol. Its middle finger and its tapped to my index finger at the moment and its just agonizing 😭

I'm hoping it doesnt like, get infected, as I have a terribly weak immune system and would prefer not to get gangrene

-Mommabean

[happypeachsludgeflower]

Four months ago, when I first started watching the mdzs donghua, I could not tell any of the Lan’s apart. Lan Xichen, Lan Wangji, Lan Sizhui, and/or Lan Jingyi would come on screen and I’d be like “Whomst? 🙂”

But now? I can’t explain it, I just,, always, know.

I don’t even know when the transition happened. At some point, I just could tell them apart by minuscule details. I’ll see fanart of one of them and sprout out their name and my friend will (metaphorically) smack me and go “they all look the same” in despair.

[rillette]

I love how ur robinjay looks like this

i love this visualization so much. hes staring at us all with his autistic eyes

[smalltimidbean]

How are you and Fake Bean doing?

Aw, thank you for asking! We've been okay!

We just had a mini heatwave here - not unreasonably hot, just like 23-25c (73-77f) - so we've just been taking it easy, which has been mostly me playing Mahjong and Fiend eating ice cream and sleeping in the fridge

And now it's back to raining bc that is British weather for you kjfghlkjhgf

But besides that, not much has been happening! I haven't drawn much since finishing all the little guys, but I probably needed the break, even tho I have really wanted to draw and I used all my brain power jkgdl

I guess my birthday is coming up soon, so that is something to look forward to, yippee!!!

[yuriyuruandyuraart]

Dancing with the devil...

@estelletheskeleton forgot to add this here but here you go >:Dc

[basketobread]

Just caught up, and the way you draw him is already so shaped. spectacular. he looks like a microorganism plushie /pos /aff (also just in general ive been loving your comics so far :,] go girlbosses and also some sad little men go!!!!!!!!!)

ROHFUIDHDSIUS TINY LITTLE JELLY BEAN GALE, MY BELOVED <333 i'm glad you like him!!!!! im hoping to come up with more silly ideas that involved him soon huehue... THANKS SO MUCH!! i only hope to make more silly comics from here <333

[beanghostprincess]

I felt the need to share this because I've been giggling at it with my sister for the past ten minutes

Average conversation between Kuina and Zoro, honestly

[unu-nunu-art]

Happy Birthday to our beloved Pale!!(⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

that's funny cuz today is my birthday too :>

Happy belated birthday to you!! It's always fun to see what characters you share a birthday with, right? >u<

Thanks to everyone sending in birthday wishes!!

Also no worries about fanart at all - I appreciate everyone who take their time do draw my characters. I may not catch everything but you can always tag me if I want. I'm often reblogging fanart on my main blog @unu-nunium under the hashtag #art4unu (an old tag I keep on using for simplicity. I always tag any art directed at me or my characters, so you can browse the tag as well if you like!)

[wordy-little-witch]

I absolutely adore your thoughts on Buggy and Sea Shanties. So I'd like to share an inspiration and a thought, Tale of the Shadow by Sail North.

What if that's the treasure Buggy seaked when he was younger and just as the lyrics he found it but the crew he put together was not loyal like his cannon lot so they where killed but the Shadow took a liking to Buggy after he survived. I'm imagining him flirting with the ship helped in that regard. Buggy captain of the Shadow.

Okay but that would he SUCH a good take. ((I love Sail North honestly you are fueling my obsession yesss)).

Consider maybe instead of Buggy actively SEARCHING for it, he stumbled across it. And the Shadow being less of a Prize To Be Sought and more of a grim omen, a harbinger of sea stories, among the many Buggy knows by heart.

His first crew, the ones cobbled together so soon after his first abandoned him - I'm honestly thinking they were sort of thrown together and Buggy took charge as he tends to do. And the rest fall in line at a surface level but only insofar as completing their goals. Buggy knows, he can see it, but really the only people he's ever had in his life who took him and his wants semi-seriously are dead or dead-to-him at that point. He doesn't care. It's a means to an end, he tells himself. He's using them as much as they're using him - no, he's using them more! In the flashiest of ways!!

And then they happen across a fog. And Buggy can Feel something out there that's Looking and Searching and Calling. He is absolutely not about that, no sir. He gives the orders to sail westward, navigating by the stars and not the log pose which is wobbling steadily to that Other Presence. The crew, if they can even be called that, are not happy with the order.

Buggy by this point is young still, maybe sixteen thereabouts at most, and he is the youngest on the ship. And the smallest. And seems the weakest.

He is not, the group learns terrifyingly quickly. He is thin, fast, skilled with a blade and smarter than he pretends to be. He's got experience under his belt and on his side against opponents bigger, stronger, better than him - and he's used to being outnumbered too.

The fight takes time and Buggy soon gets hit with a lucky shot, sending him sprawling to the deck and nearly crushed beneath ratty boots and cruel laughter. He is panting against the wood, straining to get up, to move, to fight or flee-

And he freezes.

The Presence is back and it's stronger than ever, right on top of them. It's only his resistance to Conquerors Haki which keeps him from so much as fluttering an eyelid under the sudden pressure choking the men and women alike on his ship.

Not many have the nerve to approach my hull with so little awareness.

Buggy goes still at the soft voice while the other's scatter, scramble, search for the interloper. They shout demands for the person to show themselves. Buggy merely pushes himself up enough to bow properly. That is no person, he knows, not in the way these bozos think.

There's a sudden whirl of air, rigging springing into motion, ropes and sails unwinding to snatch bodies and cut voices into choked gargling frenzies.

Buggy does not move. His head aches, his body sore, but his mind is racing over contingency after contingency. He needs to think, needs to figure out a way to survive this unholy clusterfuck of a situation-

He freezes as he catches a black intangible hem from his periphery.

A hand touches his head, soft despite the carnage swaying above by their will.

So small you are, little star, and yet so brightly you shine in the gloom...

A hand takes his chin, tilts his head up. Buggy squeezes his eyes shut.

Look upon me, star child.

"N-No," he declares decisively, though not impolitely. "It is disrespectful for mortals to meet the gaze of Spirits."

Ohhh, how bright you are, little star. What say the waves to my hull, what say the winds to my sails, that by which you are known?

He thinks for a moment, carefully, then answers. "I am called Buggy."

Oh, my sweet, my darling, how interesting you are, how clever, how wise for your sweet short years. By what means have the Fates forged a mind and soul like this? Such a gift to my heart, so intriguing.

"... what..." He licks his lips. "What say the sea, the winds, to that which you are called?"

... I am called many things, my junebug. But now? This Era knows me as The Shadow... but you knew that, didn't you?

"..."

Hm~ Yes. You will do nicely.

"What- aAA-!!"

Shhh, sleep, my sweet, let my love fill your pores and lungs. Dream sweetly under my spells and carry the blackened blessing of my Self with you into the Beginning and End. You, sweet Buggy, are destined for great things. I will carry you there, so long as you carry me in turn...

Buggy screamed into the wooden planks as blackness swallowed his senses, burning and baptizing his cells. The only thing he was aware of was the soft hand in his hair, the whispered assurances like dripping ink, and the pain.

Buggy was swallowed whole on a ship in the fog, cradled by a faceless being and guarded by corpses.

He awakens some time later on his ship, battered and damaged, dirty but warm under the warm, blazing sun. The rigging is damaged, the bodies gone. Buggy is alone, but, he finds sometime later, not unscathed. Staring back from the backs of his hands are two inky stylized emblems. The eyes stare into the air and space, offset by his skin.

He shudders.

He takes to wearing gloves.

He doesn't notice until weeks later that sometimes his shadow will smile at him, warm, loving, intelligent.

He learns more in the ensuing time, but not a word of it is ever breathed to another person.

One does not speak of deals with the fae, after all.

[moeblob]

Deacon willing to help people but doesn't recognize people so he doesn't remember what he did for who. So he just agrees and is like cool don't mention it then they mention it and he's like uhhhhhh.

However, that's other humans. He can identify the deities much easier because they have a unique glow. Like can actively tell Ymber "oh Lady Fulj just entered the city" and Ymber is like how the heck did you sense her that far away when I can't sense her that far away. It actually takes a while for Ymber to realize Deacon really doesn't know any of his coworkers and who he's talking to.

[yanderemommabean]

You know how they say pets look like their owners? You really look like your cat

Which one?

-Mommabean