#weeee i drew something

[gaeasun]

A little comic based off of me and @mwolf0epsilon conversation about her most recent text post where dogma is offered a little bit of colorful justice by my oc Twitch. But anyways have a sad Dogma.

[dunmeshistash]

Hi, so recently there was a dunmeshi signing (?) event with Ryoko Kui in Korea. And I have found some posts from korean fans about their experience and a bunch of illustrations. @Dgae_715 is the acc on twitter i have found most of information from reposts. But basically here are the most relevant facts that I have found (Please note that they may be inaccurate due to me relying on online translator):

A fan asked if post canon Falin will live longer, Ryoko Kui basically answered “maybe so, right?”

The same fan asked if Thistle without desire will able to live happily with the care of others, and as far as I got she said “I hope so”.(Note: I am really not sure if I got this one right at all) The fan themselves said the way Ryoko Kui answered was rather unprepared, so she may not have an answer in mind really on such specific questions.

Another fan asked how Mithrun is in post canon, Ryoko Kui said that he is doing well, working and pursuing hobbies.

Somebody asked Mithruns about strength, he is weaker than a soldier, even though he is got the fighting skills, but he developed them mostly because of his sense of professionalism (?), rather than for fighting.

Past Mithrun didn’t really fight that much, he was mostly an investigator(?), he rarely had to fight in the rear(?) units.

Apparently Falin’s chimera form can get oily, so she repells water a bit

In real life, Marcille would be a med school research student, while Laios would be a “furita” (basically a freelancer with no stable income)

Someone said if Ryoko Kui considered a bad ending for Falin, and Ryoko Kui said she, as an author wanted a happy ending, but in case of Falin, she was worried after the ending (14 volume or later?), but overall she thinks it turned out well. (I think the after the ending refers to her post canon fate, and maybe thats why Ryoko kui did an extra on that specifically later on) 8. Also someone asked if Ryoko Kui would eat the dishes from dunmeshi, and she replied she is a picky eater, and she also said to someone that she drew dishes that she liked and disliked in dunmeshi (I bet she doesnt like fruitcakes).

(Note: There is a 90% chance I got this completely wrong, translator was struggling a LOT here) Someone asked about what Laios is good at, she replied “when he is a party member”. 9. She also likes Lord of the Rings and Wizardly 6(?), and she likes Skip and Loather

When asked about what word definies Laios, she said he is actually a normal/usual person(?). I have lost the post with this specific answer, so I am going by my memory;-;

Some fan showed her that picture with Tennant Chilchuck, she didnt recognise the actor unfortunately. Also apparently this meme originated from Korean dunmeshi fandom???

There were other questions and answers too, but they mostly about Ryoko Kui. And I also may have forgotten to add some;-; Also some fan suggested to Ryoko Kui that Falin in the real life should be a dentist by the way she makes them drool(????I think they meant it in non-sexual manner, like an excited dog), they kind of laughed about it. Also Ryoko Kui drew Falin the most(?) for signing postcards, other characters, and only 5-6 Senshis, 2 Winged Lions

Anonymous asked: The same anon with Korean sign event ask. I knew I forgot something, but basicaly some fan showed Ryoko Kui the day dream picture that most of fandom presumes to be a Chilchuck’s wife and asked if its true, she answered “Its up to your imagination”. So basically neither no or yes

Thank you! I LOVE SKIP AND LOAFER WEEEE

Hopefully we get some more corroborating translations for the bits you're not sure!

[silveryloneliness]

weeee drew something again today for the first time in almost a year

how a wolf/peacock hazbin sinner demon of came to be, I haven’t the slightest idea

her name is Calista <3

[dreildream]

funtime

[zephyr-together]

aaaa...today was really nice because it’s the first birthday of my mom’s where I’m able to buy things...; u ; and I got a special monster friend for me...and my little plushies of me and Kacchan came in the mail...and we got tickets for the MHA movie...and I’m starting plushies for Youmacon! 

[ryutolbx]

@kagrs @nexijay this is the picture i meant

i mean i’m pretty proud of it sorta but it’s such a messy and unsightly sketch lol

it’s not even zootopia related or is it

[mythiccheroacademia]

No, this is 

A/N: Talk about record timing. Can’t believe I got this out in one go. This is the last part of the three part Sero fanfic series. No more angst. Y’all got lucky with this one ;)

Sorry for the mushiness. You and Sero are simps™️. It was kind of ugly.  However, it couldn’t be helped. 

I had fun writing this. I hope you had fun too. Enjoy 🖤

Pairing: Sero X Fem!Reader

Warnings: cussing, not graphic but heavily implied under-aged sex that teenagers don’t do (hope you noted the sarcasm), and fluffiness!

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

No, this is

It was 24 days post-breakup. You were doing better. Much better. There were still days when the tears would burn, but it was nothing crippling. Not like it used to be. Besides, between training and your academics, you didn’t have time to mope around. You might be heartbroken, but you weren’t going deter your life because of it.

You sat on your couch, studying for your Calculus test the next day. The busy work had been down to a minimal, so you had more time to study for exams. For now, you were reviewing everything you and Momo had reviewed during the evening.

Then your phone buzzed.

You squinted as you read the name, assuring yourself you weren’t seeing wrong.

It was Sero.

It had been over three weeks since you received a text from him. And vice-versa. You almost forgot his contact was in your phone. Hagakure had said texting him in a moment of weakness would mean double heartache for you. So, you made yourself suppress any urges to text him.

There was a voice inside your head to ignore the message. It was only recently that you had been okay with seeing him on a daily basis. And the class dynamic was going back to normal. You didn’t want to ruin it again—

He double—no—triple texted.

Maybe you shouldn’t have opened it as quickly as you did.

Sero: Hey, how are you doing?

Sero:

Okay, that was probably weird. I’m sorry for texting you after all this time. I know I’m probably the last person you want on your phone so, I’ll make these next few paragraphs as quick as possible

Sero:

At first, I thought time apart would be good for us. 24 hours after, I was a mess, but seeing you smile and laugh…I thought I could suck it up and move on if you were too. Three weeks in, and I’m going crazy not being able to talk to you. I know it’s almost been a month and I am every bit of a coward for only now growing the balls to finally reach out to you, but I need you to know this. I didn’t want to break-up. I never did. I only said that because I was angry, defensive and I wanted to hurt you. It was in the heat of the moment, but that’s no excuse. I was being a dick. I’m sorry for hurting you. I didn’t mean to be condescending. I didn’t mean to lose my temper. I never mean to make you feel like I don’t have time for you.

Sero: I would spend every waking moment with you if I could, but it’s just been a bit overwhelming lately with school. Something I know you can relate to and I’m sorry was acting like I was alone in that. I feel like such an asshole for letting you go. You’re worth fighting for, Y/N. These past 18 months have been so amazing and I’m not ready to let that go. I never want to. I want to be by your side through thick and thin. I’m sorry for not showing you that as of late, but I swear it still holds true

Sero: Long story short, I’m willing to fix this if you want to. I want to talk. Face to face. If you don’t want to get back together, I understand. I will respect your decision no matter what. I just want to make sure both of us lay our issues on the table so, at the very least, we get closure and, hopefully, stay friends. Know that you will always have me as your biggest supporter, even if it’s not in the way I want to be

Sero: I love you, Y/N. Now and forever. I’m so sorry I ever hurt you

He watched the dots in the chat bubble bounce, on and off, for 30 minutes.

You: Hey

Sero: Hey

You: Apology accepted. Thank you for reaching out and I didn’t mean to leave you on read. I just had to type up my corny paragraph in notes before I sent it to you. You know how I get

Sero: Of course. And even if you did mean to, I would deserve it

Sero: And I’m all ears…or eyes?

You laughed at that. Even after all this time, he was still cracking jokes.

You: I thought I could make peace with what happened that night. It was so hard going to bed, knowing we had fought and not making up. But you looked like you were moving on and I didn’t want you to pity me. So, I chose to move on to. Or, at least I tried to.

You; The truth is, I never wanted to break-up with you. I don’t even know why I ever suggested the idea. I was mad and I just started rambling, finding whatever I could say to hurt you like I was hurting. I’m sorry for that. It makes me feel happy that you feel the same way. When I heard you agree with me, I felt like I could’ve died right there. I thought ‘I just helped him get rid of myself.’ I felt like the biggest idiot for ruining our relationship. Thank you for apologizing, but I also have things to apologize for.

You: I’m sorry for storming in your room with an attitude. I’m sorry for being a hypocrite and getting angry with you whenever you had schoolwork. That’s important and I was being a jerk. When I confronted you, I shouldn’t have lost my temper like that either. I haven’t loved anyone like I love you, Sero. Losing you broke my heart in ways I didn’t think were possible. 18 months isn’t enough time. I probably sound selfish, but I want more. With you. Only you. I want to talk it out. I know we can fix this. I want to so badly because I love you too much to let you go

You: I’m so sorry for hurting you

Sero: apology accepted. not to be annoying, but you don’t know how happy I am rn. i’d kiss you if i could

You: simp

You: talk tonight?

Sero: look who’s talking

Sero: and as much as I want to, you have the calculus test tomorrow, don’t you? I want you to get all the study time you can

Sero: tomorrow night?

You: no, you have tutoring for the Japanese Lit exam Friday. I know how hard you’ve been working in that class, so I want you to put all your energy on that

You: we can talk after school Friday?

Sero: okay, sounds good

You: okay

You: thank you for not giving up on me

Sero: never

Sero: I love you, baby. I’m sorry again

You: I know. I love you more

Sero: impossible

…

The next day, your classmates were very confused to see the two of you walk into homeroom together. They gaped as you laughed at a joke he cracked.

After nearly a month of ignoring one another, you two were suddenly keke-ing it up? What?

Your friends wanted answers. So, you were forced to tell them after class. Most of them were happy the two of you would talk it out. They respected your split but missed how happy you two when you were together. It just made sense.

Mina and Bakugo said they would only be happy if the talk went well. Bless their hearts.

On Friday night, you were just about to text Sero to ask where and when you’d talk. Before you could send the message, a knock on your window made you jump.

“Helloooo~” the perpetrator goofily sung, dangling by his tape.

You rolled your eyes as you opened the window to let him in.

“You scared the shit out of me. I thought you said no more dangling by windows like a stalker?” you teased.

“I did?” he chuckled.

You let him use your shoulder as support as you held his waist and he climbed through the window. Detaching himself from the used tape, he finally stood on his feet, but his arms never left you.

A moment passed between you two as you stared at one another. Sero only looked at your smile for three seconds before he took your lips with his own. Your hands threaded through his hair as his cupped your cheeks, squeezing out all the space between you.

The kiss was firm, desperate, and it kind of hurt; but it was everything you two needed at that moment. It was a crash course of the 28 days you spent apart. The feeling of your lips pressed against his was arresting. You couldn’t think. All you could do was relish in the feeling of relief. Relief that you were re-learning that he tasted like warm cinnamon and spice.

It was oxygen that separated you two. You kissed one of his hands on your cheeks and Sero connected your foreheads.

“I missed you,” he whispered, against your lips. “I was an idiot.”

“You were.” You softly kissed him, biting his bottom lip and enjoying the way he groaned. “But I was too. I missed you so much.”

“Forgive me?”

“Only if you’ll forgive me.”

“Always,” he smiled.

You returned it tenfold. “Always,” you repeated.

Then your lips found one another again. This time, you drew impossibley closer. Your arms found purchase around his neck as his hands slid down to your hips. Your tongues explored the warm cavern of the other’s mouth, making up for lost time. You moaned into him and Sero felt his dick twitch. One hand gripped the back of your head, tilting your head so he could have even more access. His other hand gripped your ass, making you whine in need. Just as your hands touched the warm skin on his taut stomach, Sero pulled your head back.

“Fuck—wait, baby,” he panted.

“What?” you hissed, pissed he was interrupting.

Even with his eyes clouded with lust, Sero would always prove to be the rational one in the relationship.

“W-we still have things we need to talk about.”

“Hanta, you walked in here, your hair in a ponytail, and no underwear under your sweatpants. Your grey sweatpants,” you enunciated. “And you wanna talk?”

“W-well, this is important and—” He tried to continue even as you forced yourself onto his neck. He forgot how sensitive he was there. And were you always this good with your tongue? “A-and—shit—I mean, we promised to talk…talk about wh-what weeee neeeed…oooh right there sweetheart—fuck! No!”

He pulled you away again, this time glaring down at you. However, he didn’t manage long from seeing your glistening lips from sucking on his skin. Your eyes glowed in pride at the darkening mark and they flickered upwards, meeting his crumbling resolve. You licked your bottom lip, eyeing him like he was a four-course meal.

You were gonna kill him one day.

“We need to talk about how to improve our relationship,” he gulped.

You quirked an eyebrow but smiled. “How about a deal? We get rid of this,” he curses as you palm his erection. “And then we can spend the night talking, yeah?”

He didn’t even miss a beat.

“Bet.”

His mouth was on yours in an instant. You figure yourselves out between kisses.

“Door?”

“Locked,” you confirmed. “Condoms?”

Sero hissed out another curse. “Shit, no. I didn’t think we’d—”

“Don’t worry about it. I have some in the drawer.” You jump and he effortlessly catches you so your secure on his hips. The adornment in his eyes makes your stomach do flips. You’ve missed this. You’ve missed him. You can’t believe you almost let him go.

“I love you,” he whispered, kissing you almost impossibly soft.

You return it. “I love you too. Now, make love to me, Sero Hanta.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

A third of the night was spent tangled beneath the sheets, letting your bodies explore each other until not a single curve or scar was left untouched. After burning through five condoms, the other third was left for conversation. Vulnerable moments were shared. Some tears were shed, but those intimate truths would forever be treasured. Finally, the remainer of the night was spent asleep, wrapped in the other’s arms. A silent vow floating between your lips that you would never let go.

Because, this truly was better.

[eclipsestarnightmare]

It has been a while since I drew (my motivation went WEEEE-) and all I have are a couple sketches

The first is Scule's flashbacks and second is just me trying to draw Scule and his brothers hanging out or something

Cryptic is NOT dead Scule just thought he did he gets overwhelmed by guilt often and it's hard for him to let it go

I just wanted to draw those 3 in different clothes

[sushiburritonoms]

I had 2 assumptions, both from Exile!

(1) You have a great deal of appreciation for food, just from the way you incorporate food through growing, making, presenting, gifting, and more in the story. The fact that you chose blue pudding as a character for a scene was wonderful as well, and it made me assume you also had a few definite go-to comfort meals that remind you of home.

(2) You also enjoy watching over-the-top dramas similar to Luke! Not much evidence to go by, but it was just a hunch, haha. Was I right on either? XD

Hiya!

(1) I do love food haha! Specifically for that fic I decided to use food as a metaphor for community and human connections. I was intrigued by how often we saw food being consumed in The Mandalorian vs the Original movies. In the OT food was mainly limited to being used to intimidate (the reveal of Lando's betrayal in ESB, the Ewoks threatening to eat Han) or to disgust (we see Luke eating rations and not loving it and then being kinda meh on Yoda's cooking. Jabba eats but its disgusting). Even Luke's last meal with Beru and Owen is interrupted by him having a tantrum in ANH. Verses the Mandalorian, where we have multiple scenes of Din feeding Grogu, eating in bars or gathered around fires as a group. In Exile, when Luke was alone I had him only eat rations, aka processed food, that is only meant to feed a body. The moment Din arrives he brings food as pleasure back into Luke's life and reminds him about all the traditions he left behind on Tatooine. There are so many cultural traditions surrounding food but I was really drawing on Japanese tea ceremonies and Middle Eastern bedouin hospitality for inspiration for Tatooine customs. Its also just meant to represent how Din brings Luke back to life, and back to himself.

As for the blue pudding...it's been in a couple of Din/Luke fanfics (The only one I can remember off the top of my head is something by WriterOwl I think? Or maybe it was Separate Ways?). So I wanted to just continue that in this story. But honestly, my mother is a big chocolate pudding fan so I drew on my memories of her eating that, sometimes alone at the kitchen table after a long day. My nostalgic food is probably homemade french fries or shaved ice with condensed milk and red beans on top. Those make me think of hot summer nights with family. <3

(2) A Star Wars fanfic writer enjoying over the top dramas?! NO WAY!

Actually for the specific drama that Luke and Din watch I was imagining something that was the combination of Oceans Eleven and Thomas Crown Affair, which are two movies I do NOT enjoy very much but my spouse looooves them. I feel like Han would be really into those lad movies, like a Space James Bond? That's not really my scene, but I do admit I love a good space opera. So you're kinda right!

Weeee this was fun, thank you!

Link to the Fanfic Ask Game

[avengers-nextgen]

Carol Danvers Saying Hi To The Kids

Carol Danvers: *pops by the HQ*

Sage: “Alex, tell me James is adopted and this is just your very cool and hot older sister.”

James: “I wish she was my cool older sister.”

Carol: “Love you too James.”

— — —

Piper: “Wowie...I sure love women.”

Gen: “You know, I can’t even be mad at you for this because...wowsers.”

Carol: “Wowie and Wowsers? I’m doing great today.”

— — —

Siyanda: “Thalia, Carol. Thalia and Carol. You guys look the same. I’m so confused and so very gay. “

Carol: “You wanna meet Goose?”

Thalia: “YESS!”

— — —

Orion: “New best friend! She’s my new best friend! Her style, her music taste, her alien-ness!”

Scout: “She’s a Space Encyclopedia.”

Carol: “What’d you call me?”

Orion: “Excuse him, he’s a nerd.”

— — —

Drew: “So you’re from Hala?”

Carol: “Yep. And you?”

Drew: “From my mother’s womb.”

Carol: “Okay! Didn’t see that coming.”

— — —

Bianca: “So you’re telling me you shoot photon blasts from your hands?”

Carol: “Yep. And you...have a metal arm.”

Bianca: “Is it possible for you to photon blast something in another dimension if you had a portal?”

Carol: “Is it possible for you to punch someone in another dimension if you had a portal?”

Bianca: “Touché.”

Carol: “You know, I like you.”

— — —

Penny: “So you’re from space like Orion and Drew? You can fly and breathe in space? You can shoot fire from your fists? Can you break the sound barrier?”

Carol: “Yes, Yes, Yes, and Yes.”

Penny: “Can I hang on your biceps?”

Carol: “Yes.”

Penny: “WEEEE!”

— — —

Chloe: *side eyeing Carol*

Carol: *side eyeing Chloe*

Chloe: *small smile*

Carol: *approving nod*

— — —

Carol: “One of your friends told me you’re trans.”

Arthur: “Oh...uhm yeah. Is that okay with you?”

Carol: “Well, back in my day that sort of thing was taboo.”

Arthur: “Oh, I see.”

Carol: “I’m not finished. See, the world I knew hated people like you. Didn’t understand them and it was a dangerous thing to be open about. But I’m proud of you. Takes guts and bravery to do what you did. Even on a planet that’s made some progress for human rights. It still can be a shitty place. You have my support. I’m impressed.”

Arthur: “Thank you. That-that means a lot.”

Carol: “Don’t mention it kid.”

— — —

Fox: “So you mean to tell me you have this suit that’s imbedded with insanely developed tech and I can’t touch it?”

Carol: “Okay fine. You can touch it but just this once.”

Fox: “Andkaosissuhswisishabsjal.”

Carol: “I don’t even know what that was.”

— — —

Carol: “You’re a Skrull.”

Max: “A what?”

Enzo: “A shape shifter.”

Max: “Oh, I guess.”

Carol: “Do you know Talos? How are his people? I’m sure you keep in touch with them. I’m curious to see how his kid is doing. Last time I saw them they were this tall.”

Max: “I’m. I’m just a kid ma’am. I don’t know what a Skrull is.”

Carol: “But I thought you said you were one.”

Enzo: “Oh boy. Confusion.”

[mylifeinapost]

dec. 18th 2021 8:43pm

sike today was my last day at lahey since i took vidals call for the 6a-6p chunk of the day. it was nice and im glad to have weekends off from the brigham with the new job. but at the same time im glad to staying per diem at lahey so that i have something to do when i have nothing to do. like for example today, i got out of work at 6 pm and it is now 8:30pm and i havent done anything today other than work, talk to my mom and drew and do a bunch of coloring pages lmao. i wish it was easier to make friends in real life. i have things to do to keep myself entertained but sometimes i want to spend time with my friends. the few frineds i have work reallllllly different schedules from mine so its a weeee bit difficult trying to plan. but i also need to accept the fact that we are coming to an age where we may not see each other as frequently as we used to or even want to. with that said i also need to remind myself that just because our schedules changed doesn’t mean that the relationship has changed. 

i’ve been watching a shit ton of sex in the city lately and im taking quite a few things away from this experience. 1. being that i absolutely missed writing and am glad to have gotten back into journaling now that im taking time off of school and have time for it 2. i hate carrie bradshaw and her pick me ass attitude in season 2 and 3. women have been having the same problems with men since the 90′s. im currently on season 2 episode 15 and miranda is my fave so far. weird place to end this at but i stand by what i said.

[cutesyhunter]

Ink stained mirror Bonus

A bonus chapter that if you want can skip

*- are for important breaks in the story such as a time skip

Mary was helping Norman clean up a mess in the projection room, spilled a lot of stuff and they didn’t want to call wally since it didn’t seem that big to call him in.

“So how’s your wife?” Mary asked throwing some of the ruined bread in the trash

“She’s all good, just doing what she does best: ruinin' the house” Norman said, he looked proud

“That’s great! How are your kids?”

“They’re doing great, thriving wher’eva they plan to go”

“I’m happy for you then” Mary looks up with a grin as they finish up

“ ‘preciate it doll” Norman smiled back down at her, grinning face, helping her up.

Suddenly they hear vigorous steps coming and banging up the stairs.

“Mary! I got a great idea!” Minnie said her excitement clear

“Don’t shout, I’m right here” Mary said

“Sorry, I’m just super excited!”

Norman mumbled something about Minnie acting like one of his children on a sugar high

“What is it? And please don’t shout dear.”

“You remember that letter, our parents sent us?” How could she not? They’d just got it this morning.

“Of course”

“And how I wanted to send something more personal than another letter, telling them boring ol’ stuff like how we’re doing and stuff”

Mary raised an eyebrow like ‘don’t say that but continue’

“How about we show them!” Minnie said to Mary’s big eyed face

“What you going to send your parents a projector?” Norman asked, making both Mary and Minnie snort with laughter

“What? No” Minnie calmed down from her laughs “I was thinking a photo!”

Mary stopped laughing, saying in a quiet voice “Minnie we can’t afford that…we don’t even have a camera” she liked the idea but they couldn’t afford it, if they wanted to eat

“Weeee don’t” Minnie put emphasis on the ‘e’ “but I know someone that does”

“You do?” Mary was surprised that Minnie would know someone that owned something like that.

“Yeah I know someone who owes me some favors.” Minnie said proudly

“But aren’t photos expensive? I know they’re not as much a film” She looks at Norman proudly as he nods, her stupid grin coming back

“He owes me” Minnie said again

Mary looked about ready to repeat herself but Minnie beat her to it “He. owes. me. Biiiiiiiig”

How big did he owe her? Mary questioned to herself

“I called him about thirty minutes ago and he’s on his way” Minnie said

“wait what?” Mary mumbled, Norman was just being chill about their conversation

“Weeeee should probably make sure Joey doesn’t know, since he could fire us” Minnie gave a strained smile

“why didn’t you think of that earlier?!” Mary’s voice went higher at the realization, meaning she was mad

“well I thought our clothes are still clean, it’s pretty early and his schedule was open, and I really wanted to get a photo to the squirts n’ mom and dad as soon as we could”

Minnie was sentimental about things like that, hell she was still wearing the locket and cross their mother had given to her, Minnie wasn’t even religious.

Mary could only sigh since she did things like this far too often then she should

“Lets go greet him! Come on!”

“All right! All right! No need to drag me! Goodbye Norman!” Mary said Minnie pulling her down the stairs

“see ya” Norman waved goodbye to the girls

*

Minnie dragged Mary all the way up to the first floor, they saw Minnie’s friend before he saw them, he was just looking around curiously

“Salty! You found the place!” Salty looked down at Minnie words

“Little hard to miss there Tomato” “well considering you get lost to the bathroom I wanted to make sure my favorite Rag-a-Muffin made it here safe” They exchanged smirks at each other, then Salty picked Minnie up and gave her a big old bear hug, which she returned until Mary swore she heard a popping sound from both ends.

They both let go laughing their buts off.

“Um…hello salty, nice to see you again” She waved shyly, using her other hand to push her hair out of her face

“Always a pleasure” His hand had practically engulfed hers last time she shook his hand, salty was massive with few tattoos hidden somewhere, so to know he had a hobby that involved art wasn’t strange just unexpected.

“So we got you for an hour, so let’s get to it…and avoid our boss”

“Wait what?” Salty seemed just as surprised as Mary had been moments ago

“Your boss doesn’t know t’m here” Salty asked Mary since Minnie wasn’t going to give a straight answer when she knew she was in trouble

“No…and he might fire us if he sees you” Mary said

“Why? You’re not giving away secrets as far as I can tell”

“Our boss is an ass” Minnie told him

“Minnie hush!” Mary told her thinking the man would hear them

“Sound terrible…” Salty rubbed the back of his neck nervously

“Enough talk! Let’s go!” Minnie dragged Salty to the drawing nook to begin their operation: gift for parents and squirts

*

“I like this rooms energy” Salty said once he stepped into the drawing nook

“Thanks!” Minnie said “So we agreed three pictures one-“

“Hold up. We agreed only on two.” Salty told Minnie, Mary looked at Minnie waiting for the argument

“Yes we did, but I figured I’d go ahead and owe you big to give them another picture” Minnie told him, Mary looked back at Salty

“But what if I’d said no?” Salty pointed out, Mary looked at Minnie

“Then I’d be disappointed but I’d understand.” Minnie replied, Mary looked back at Salty, the big man had an amused look on his face

“Oh fine. I can’t say no to such a sappy request” Salty told her, making Minnie grin with a smug kind of happiness for a successful trade, Mary giggled at her face.

“So whatcha thinking you smug tomato?” Salty asked Minnie

“I actually do have an idea! Mary and I show some of the drawings we’ve been animating for the camera! Sound good?”

“I love it!” Mary told her

Salty shrugged “sounds good to me, get the pictures and hold them up”

The two looked through them and made their decision, Minnie held up two pictures, one with Bendy and Alice dancing, the other with Mary Mirror in a fortune telling booth, and Mary held up a picture inspired by a jam session all the characters at once l, including the butcher gang, she’d been inspired by Minnie’s drawing and drew it; Boris on the banjo, Bendy on the violin, alice on the microphone, Mary on the guitar and the butcher gang on different instruments; Edgar on a harp, Barley on accordion and Charley on piano.

Minnie had admitted that one looked better.

She’d gotten a few too many comments on the butcher gang, that there was no way they’d play those instruments, but Mary thought it was cute and the instruments suited them, honesty she was just proud she’d managed to finish it at home, it was a small scene but it made her happy.

Salty adjusted the camera, telling them to stand a little closer and snapped the picture.

“Cute scenes” He commented

“Thank you” They both said flattered, Minnie was grinning from ear to ear, Mary put her hair behind her ear

“All right let’s go take the next picture! I got an idea for the music room!”

* They’d only had to hide once in a room on the way there since Joey was walking in the opposite direction, waiting until his footsteps pass in the empty office

“You make it out like the guys scary, he doesn’t very big” Both the twins shush Salty

*

A few years shaved off their lives but they were finally there!

“I don’t like the energy in this room much…”

“Whaaaat! Why not?” Mary asked Salty

“It feels dark…”

She was about to question further what he meant but something else interrupted them

“Holy Moly!” They jumped to see Wally staring up at Salty

“Who’s the giant that looks ready to punch someone?” His wide eyes looking up at salty who just snorted

“The giants none of your concerned” Minnie said using a tone she never used with Wally,

“But-“ Wally began

“Who ‘re you?” Everyone jumped once again, Salty let out a curse since it was close to his head instead of below him

“Norman! Stop sneaking up on people” Minnie called up at the project room

Before Minnie could get more frustrated, Mary just introduced Salty “Wally this is Sylvester Woods, we call him Salty, Salty this is Wally Franks”

The two stared at each other awkwardly, Salty held out his hand and Wally shook it, they hear a cracking sound and a yelp from Wally

“Sorry” Salty said as Wally tried to shake the pain out of his hand

“Salty that’s Norman Polk up there, Norman this is Salty”

“How’ ya doin?” Norman waved casually

“I’m ok” Salty nodded up to him

“Moving on, I was thinking Mary with her guitar and-“

Salty started coughing “Bleh! What’s that terrible smell?”

Mary and Minnie could have turned to stone at that moment, and they could have cracked into a million pieces when someone else was coming through the door

“Hey what ar-“

Well, that explained the smell, it was Jack.

“….Hi?” He says seeing a really big guy and the twins staring at him

“Am I interrupting something?”

Before the twins could respond, Sammy came in looking like he was talking to Allison until he bumped into Jack and this scene

And they had the exact same questioning eyes as Jack.

“What the hells going on here?” Sammy turned his stare at the two red heads

“You wanna cover this one or should I?” Mary asked Minnie

“You please” Minnie said gritting her teeth in frustration since they didn’t mean to be seen by everyone in the office

Mary told them that they were taking pictures for their parents a few states away

“I see…” Sammy said, Jack tapped his chin

“That’s sweet” Allison giggled

There was a tension to the room

“Will this take long?” Sammy asked “I don’t think so” Mary told him

“come on!” Minnie said, she said frustrated

“all right” Mary said exasperated by Minnie’s behavior

“So I was thinking that Mary you could play your guitar and I could be that stick waver!” Minnie told her the idea

“Stick waver? You mean the conductor?” Sammy pointed out, making Minnie pout

“Yes that” She said, she points at Sammy without looking at him

“don’t point” Mary chided

“It’s kinda bland” Salty said getting Minnie a little more frustrated, looking down with a harder pout

Salty thought it over, looking down at the other few and looked up at the projectionist room but the man wasn’t there anymore making his shiver, clearing his throat

“Why not take a picture with these guys” Salty pointed to them

“Don’t point” Mary chided again

“No thanks I’m gonna go get some ice or a brace for my hand” Wally said going to the little nurses room

The three look at each other, Mary honestly liked the idea

“It can be like a jam session!” Mary smiled at them

Sammy huffed letting out a ‘fine’

“Yeah sure!” Jack shrugged

“I’d love to” Allison said

They got to the places with their instruments, and Allison at a microphone. Minnie tried to be the conductor but she still looked ridiculous so they gave her a tambourine and she looked good.

“Your parents will love this photo” Salty said making the twins really happy

“All right I got an idea now!” Mary pulled Minnie over to the front of the recording studio, Mary talked to her.

The two started giggling, Minnie put her arm around Mary, the smaller twin had to lift up slightly while Mary had to bend down slightly. Minnie pressed her cheek to Mary’s in affection.

It was a sweet sisterly photo, Which Salty immediately took.

“All right! Now we have to get you out!” Minnie said dragging Salty out

Mary let out a huffed laugh

“Still wanna jam?” Jack asked

“yes,” Mary nodded going to sit down.

*

Minnie didn’t know it would take forever for the photo’s to get done, they hadn’t heard in forever.

Until Salty came to the drawing nook and gave them the photo’s and a copy of the old one.

“thought you’d want it”

They did, so they both gave salty a kiss on his cheeks for being amazing.