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I roleplay an adult Hitoshi Shinso nicknamed Incubus in one of my RP servers on Discord ( @myheroroleplay in the Paradigm server).
Here he is! This gorgeous work was done by @azreto, please go give him a follow!
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I commissioned @azreto for a drawing of Emir Hawke! Look at my handsome man ;u; Please consider commissioning him in the future!
#azreto#dragon age ii#dragon age 2#bioware#emir hawke#male hawke#mage hawke#da2#da2art#commissioned art#thank you!!! you captured everything so perfectly!!! esp his nose ;u;#emir#sbh ocs#mhawke#hawke
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Who is he?
Wrong guesses only
(right ones if you're nasty)
This perfectly rendered sketch is by the fantastic @azreto, and he's an intriguing character you may have met before.
If you've listened to Hi Nay. Which you definitely should ;)
#hi nay art#the hi nay podcast#azreto#hinaypod#hi nay#hi nay characters#showed him to some friends and they called him dilfy so you know i have good friends#verbatim they said “i always worry it's a genshin dilf but this is the real deal the real dilf if you will”#anyway
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i've been so psyched to share this. the AMAZING @azreto captured the very essence of brodennis in this incredible commission, i could not be more happy!! 😍😍😍😍😍
happy birthday dennis, may your gains always be redonkulous and your keg never empty 😘
#look at them!!!!#it's just perfect masculinity#i was talking about the perfection of brodennis with emi last night and the thing is like#there are other fratbro pairings and they also make toxic masculinity hot (and good for them!!)#this particular pairing makes toxic masculinity romantic#reader they're soulmates!#brodennis#bro#dennis#dennis from gamebro
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So a while ago I got art from the amazing @azreto of my boy, Grimodim.
I had said I was going to get it done as a mousepad, and this is the result.
Now my boys luscious man tiddies (or middies as I like to call them) will give me wrist support.
My friends were all very excited when I showed them this lmao. They support me being insane 💖
Again, thank you @azreto for the amazing job on the art.
#aphy speaks#okay to reblog#god this is the best purchase#no my desk isnt dirty its stars I custom painted/made my desk
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Decorate my tree
@a-little-unsteddie thank you so much love!
I love doing things like this. I'm going to tag a bunch of people and if you've already done it lmk so I can add to your trees as well!
@steddieas-shegoes @simplebtromance @halfpintpeach @azreto @artiststarme @nburkhardt @t-boyeddie @legitcookie @xirayn @xxbottlecapx @strangersteddierthings @weird-an @fortheloveofexy @sp0o0kylights @hmmm-shesucks @augustjustice @estrellami-1 @apomaro-mellow @aurumacadicus @a-cosmicmess @i-less-than-three-you @atimeofyourlife @angstymdzsthoughts @angeldreamsoffanfic and anyone else who wants to join I am tagging you and you can tag me back I can write you a cute thing for your trees!
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Scarlet Catchfly
Art By @azreto
Ship: BKDK, Rating: Teen, Tags: AU, Hybrids, Minor Character Death, Happy Ending
Izuku’s body froze on the spot when he saw him—the same fox from that fateful night so many months ago.
His heart pounded in his chest fearfully as they stared at each other from across the valley; the fox stood at the treeline, and Izuku knew he should have stayed in the forest. There he was less vulnerable, less open to attack. But the sun had been high in the sky after an absence of what felt like many, many moons, and he longed for the heat and the light that was in abundance out in the open valley.
He had spent so many nights in his sad, empty burrow that he had come to crave warmth from whatever avenue he could derive it from. He longed dearly for the comfort his now long gone siblings and mother once provided. He could recall them easily, all huddled together in their burrow. He desperately missed the smell of them, the love and companionship that they had provided.
They were all gone now, lost the very night he had last seen the same garnet eyes he was now staring into. The fox kept his eyes on him—he made no effort to hide his presence from Izuku, to try and sneak up on him, chase him down, feast upon him. The last time their eyes had met the fox had done the opposite, clearly taught well by his mother how to hunt. He remembered the very same fear ripping through his body, his feet carrying him through the sodden, muddy earth. He recalled how he prayed with each stride for his feet to carry him to safety, away from the gnashing teeth of the fox. When he had finally lost him and escaped, he waited a while longer before making his way back home, as to not lead a scent trail and endanger his family—but his efforts had been all for naught anyway.
The very same relentless and sudden rain that had impeded his escape from the fox had caused the river to flood, taking away everything from him. Ever since that night, life had been so empty and meaningless. Even though it felt like the world had ended, he kept waking up, he kept on living no matter how much he wished he had just let that stupid fox eat him that night. He had been so lonely ever since, and despite the flourish of the woods and fields that once brought him such wonder, he always found his thoughts making their way back to that dark stormy night.
Izuku looked to the fox across from him in the valley again. He didn't run. He stood and stared back at the fox at the edge of the trees and waited, and waited... and nothing.
Time kept passing, yet all the fox did was stare back at him. He looked out past the tall grass and wildflowers between them, simply staring at the poor rabbit. The fox’s blond hair swayed with the breeze. The grass and trees seemed to sway with it, the sound of rustling leaves surging out to his sensitive ears all while his heartbeat met a staccato beat.
They stayed that way for several moments more, the cry of a cicada finally breaking the fox’s dark gaze as it moved swiftly towards the sound. He swished his tail a couple of times before walking off into the depths of the forest. Izuku watched him with bated breath until the fox finally left his sight.
The fox had stuck around, Izuku came to find out. The rabbit could smell him all over his territory. It put him on edge. Even though he had resolved to let the fox claim him in that field, it still bothered him. Why was the fox making himself so obvious when he had so expertly hidden his presence the first time around? It was like he was leaving out warning signs for any other predator in the area while also making his presence so glaringly obvious to the young rabbit. It was merely impossible to not have the fox on his mind.
After the last encounter in the field, he began to aggressively scent Izuku’s entire territory. The scenting soon led to the fox remaining constantly close by, which unnerved the rabbit greatly.
The fox stayed out of Izuku’s sight at first, lingering off in the distance, doing nothing to mask his scent nor hide his tread through the underbrush. He lingered at the edge of Izuku’s vision. He was like a shadow, making himself known but not speaking nor entering Izuku’s field of vision. His presence had become so normal that sometimes Izuku didn’t pay that much attention to him; he had long given up on the fox trying to eat him again.
It started to feel nice after a while, the presence of the fox. It felt like someone out there was still looking out for him and despite the fox never talking to him, he still felt at least a little less lonely. He had become so accustomed to the fox’s not quite there presence that it felt weirder to be away from the fox than not.
Eventually, even his unseen presence started to be seen, slowly but surely making his way further and further into Izuku’s field of vision. The first time he’d been close enough to talk to Izuku, he had just stared at him the whole while—just like the fox had done when they had met again in the field. That had seemed like forever ago now to him.
After several moments of staring at each other, the fox snarled out “What?!”
And it was so absurd to him that Izuku laughed and laughed—until he realized that this was the first time he’d heard another voice in such a long time, and suddenly, Izuku’s high-pitched giggles turned into short-breathed cries. His breath stuttered as he struggled to take in air, tears leaking uncontrollably from his eyes. The fox just looked on in confusion as the rabbit seemed to break down in front of him, collapsing on the earth as he wailed.
“What the fuck?” the fox said under his breath, clearly unaware of how to approach the situation in front of him.
He slowly made his way over to the small, pathetic rabbit that had caved in on himself and sniffed at him audibly, trying to scent the source of the small creature’s distress. The fox quietly watched Izuku for a moment more, wailing on the forest floor like some sort of lunatic, with his ears pointed back and reluctant concern etched out onto his features.
“You dying or something?” the fox asked him gruffly and Izuku soon found himself laughing through his tears again as he tried to regain his breath.
It took him several minutes of high-pitched noises and strained breathing before he was finally able to calm himself down enough to ask the fox the question that had been bothering him since he had met him again.
“Not unless you finish what you started the first time I met you,” Izuku giggled and wiped his tears away with the back of his hand. “Why haven’t you, by the way?” he continued.
He looked up at the fox and held his hand out for the fox to grab, which the fox quirked an eyebrow up at for a moment before he shook his head and took his hand, helping him up off of the floor.
“Haven’t what?” the fox asked, his voice gruff and low.
Izuku didn’t know how the blond managed to convey anger through every syllable he uttered, but it was a trait that Izuku found himself already becoming unreasonably fond of.
“Killed me, eaten me, like you tried to do the night of the storm,” Izuku said.
The rabbit brushed the dirt off of himself before holding his gaze upon deep garnet eyes. The fox seemed startled at the line of questioning for a moment before he returned the rabbit’s gaze, seemingly contemplating his answer before he exhaled deeply and looked off into the forest.
“I don’t know,” the fox said after thinking for several moments, and Izuku had the sense that he hadn’t been truthful.
“Well let me know when you change your mind on that one,” Izuku said sarcastically. When the fox sneered at him the rabbit chuckled in response. He had owed the fox at least some kind of sass on account of the attempted murder.
The fox pinched his eyebrows and shook his head at Izuku. Izuku had presumed he was beginning to regret not having actually eaten him all those nights ago.
After the last encounter, Izuku found he couldn’t leave his burrow without running into the fox. He no longer stayed at the edge of his vision, silently watching. As soon as either spotted the other, the fox would stalk right up to him and quip criticism and sass at him throughout his day. Each time the fox, whom Izuku had learnt was named Katsuki (and whom he had begun to jokingly refer to as Kacchan on the account of his cuddly personality), criticized him, Izuku would mumble a joke about wanting the fox to just eat him already or some other such thing. It would always result in the fox snarling some lecture at him, and Izuku always found himself giggling at Katsuki’s grumbling.
It felt warm, whenever Katsuki had fussed over him.
“You’re gonna break your neck, climbing up there like that Deku!”
“Gods, you suck at hiding your scent. What if another predator comes and I’m not around, huh?”
“Did you skip a meal again? How have you survived this long on your own?”
“Wait for me before leaving my territory! I don’t care that the blueberries are sweeter there!”
Katsuki had become such a constant in his life, always appearing to be so concerned for his well-being. He was there, from when Izuku awoke in the morning until he returned to his burrow in the evening. He had long since given up on the notion of the fox trying to eat him; despite his harsh words and occasional swats at him, Katsuki nagged and lectured him far too much to see the rabbit as anything less than a companion. Izuku had hoped at the most the fox had come to see him as a friend. Izuku had come to think of him as such, though he’d be hesitant to claim such a thing aloud, scared of how the fox would react.
Still, when he left his burrow every morning, the first thing he found himself doing was searching the horizon for blond tufted hair and red, piercing eyes. If Izuku’s eyes would fail to reveal the fox’s presence he would find himself closing his eyes, tilting his head back and scenting the air in one deep pull. He could always catch the faint, aged sweet and musky scent of the fox everywhere around his borrow, but ultimately he would never fail to catch a fresher scent off deeper in the forest. Kacchan was never too far.
He’d walk up to meet the fox with a smile and a greeting on his lips, eager to hear the low growl of “whatever,” or some other such nonchalant response. Despite his abrasiveness, the fox would never be too far from his side, accompanying the rabbit while he foraged and went to explore out a little farther past his territory, eager to explore the forest a bit more now that he had the protection of the fox with him.
He found himself beckoning the tow coloured fox forward one sunny fall day. The sun had been high in the sky and he had felt like lounging under the sun, so he found a nice spot out in a field a little outside his usual stomping grounds. He sighed loudly as he stretched out dramatically, flopping to the ground and startling the fox in the process of his typical lapinian display of comfort. He laid comfortably amongst the grass and wildflowers surrounding him, and soaked up one of the last sunny days before fall was fully upon them.
He lay there for quite a while, occasionally peeking out of the corner of his eye to look at the fox, who had been seemingly standing guard, his tawny hair swaying in time with the grass and trees as the wind blew. Izuku turned his attention from Kacchan and looked over to the side. The rabbit saw some scarlet catchfly flowers next to him. His ears twisted towards them as he concentrated. He looked at them for several moments, the deep red colour of them reminding him of his companion’s eyes and the long straight, pointed petals reminding him of his unruly, spikey hair.
Izuku giggled at the comparison, sat up and smirking to himself. The rabbit's antics caused the fox to look over towards him and raise an eyebrow. He shook his head and looked back out towards the horizon. Kacchan muttered what Izuku thought sounded like “creepy weirdo,” under his breath.
Izuku looked back to the flowers that reminded him so much of the predator that stood across from him—bold, explosive and just as beautiful. Izuku grabbed them and began to weave them together, twisting them into a flower crown. He hummed as he worked, picking more flowers as he needed to and skillfully weaved.
It was nostalgic for him, something he used to do with his mother and the rest of his siblings. He looked over to the fox as he worked and smiled. He never thought he would be able to make one for someone else ever again.
He looked it over when he was finished and smiled. He was proud of himself when he looked it over, sure that the weaving would withstand a little tussle if it came to that.
“Hey, come here!” Izuku called out to the fox, whose ears twitched slightly before looking over towards him.
“What?” he questioned, looking over towards Izuku.
“Just come here, I made you something.”
The fox sighed and slowly made his way over. He sat next to the rabbit and stared at him.
“Well, what is it?” he asked.
“Here!” Izuku said and placed the crown of red flowers on the fox’s head and smiled at him.
Kacchan looked surprised for a moment before he blushed and reached up to touch the circlet of flowers Izuku had placed upon his head.
“It’s adorable, they really suit you!” Izuku gushed, he then reached over to tuck a stray hair misplaced by the crown. He tucked the tuft under the crown, tidying his appearance.
“Who the fuck you calling cute?” The fox grumbled, though his face was nearly as red as the flowers that sat atop his head.
Izuku giggled at the sight of it.
“Why you, silly! You think I call you Kacchan for nothing? It’s because you’re so cute,” Izuku laughed, pleased with his teasing of the blonde before he reached over and tapped him on the nose.
“Shaddup!” Katsuki shouted.
He rubbed at his nose and grabbed the crown from his head and firmly placed it upon Izuku’s.
“I think red’s more your colour anyway,” he said. He then grabbed Izuku’s chin and tilted his gaze up to meet his own.
There was a smirk on his face and his eyes were slanted into a sneer. It was heated and teasing. Izuku couldn’t think of anything to say in return, his face and ears simply heated up in response.
He imagined he resembled a tomato.
Katsuki started cackling at Izuku’s extreme reaction and patted him on the shoulder. He got up off the ground where he was seated next to Izuku and offered his hand to help the rabbit up, and Izuku grabbed it graciously, letting himself get pulled up by the fox.
The fox smiled devilishly at him. He then turned to look out towards the horizon, silent for a moment.
“You should get home, it’ll be dark soon,” he said finally.
Izuku blushed, then nodded silently and started the trek back to his burrow, with the fox following behind him.
It wasn’t until later in the evening when the sun was low in the sky and Katsuki was about to say his farewells for the night that Izuku was struck by a feeling. When he realized it, something in him broke a little.
He didn’t want the fox to leave, even for just the evening.
“Wait!” Izuku shouted before he could think, running up to the fox and grabbing his wrist to stop him from making the trek back to his own burrow for the evening. The blond stopped and turned back to look at the rabbit; he remained quiet and waited for Izuku to continue.
“Umm,” Izuku uttered.
He released the fox’s wrist and began to rub his hands together in embarrassment.
“The nights are getting colder and since you always come back first thing in the mornings anyway…” The rabbit trailed off and pointedly looked everywhere else except for the fox before him.
He began to mumble unintelligibly and Katsuki cut him off.
“Spit it out, dork,” the blond said curtly.
“Stay with me?” Izuku shouted out in embarrassment.
His eyes were scrunched closed and his shoulders were hunched up. His heart was running away in his chest and he felt like it would burst out of his ribcage and fall down at Katsuki’s feet.
“Why?” Izuku heard the fox ask. His voice was the softest it had ever been.
The rabbit opened his eyes in shock at the tenderness in the blonde’s voice and when he looked at him he felt his chest hurt for another reason.
The fox’s eyes were downcast and set away from Izuku; his posture was smaller than the usual proud way he carried himself and Izuku could not figure out what it meant.
“Kacchan?” Izuku asked.
The fox sighed and looked up at him before he continued.
“I’m still a predator, you know,” Katsuki hissed, and Izuku was still for a moment.
Izuku knew all this, knew he must be crazy to yearn for the presence of a creature that tried to kill him when they had first met. He could remember how terrified he was that night, just barely escaping with his life. He also remembered the horrible sorrow he was faced with when he finally made his way back home. Remembered the unbearable loneliness he felt for nearly a year.
Izuku found he didn’t care about any of the risks. He had been resigned to die by the fox’s hand when they had met again in the field anyway. Izuku had only felt alive again when Kacchan had started lingering around every tree and bush.
Izuku slowly reached forward and grabbed the fox’s hand and held it in his own. He looked up to the fox’s eyes and held his gaze there before speaking again, rubbing his thumb across the back of Katsuki’s hand as he did so.
“I know but…” He stalled for a moment, gathering the courage to say what he wanted to say next.
“It’s lonely when you’re not here,” Izuku confessed, tears gathered at the corners of his wide eyes and threatening to fall down his freckled cheeks.
“Deku,” Katsuki said, his tone hoarse.
Izuku yelped when the fox pulled him forward into his body, a hand tilting his head up—and then suddenly lips were on his own. It was warm, soft, and sweet, and Izuku felt like thousands of butterflies were beating their wings against his ribcage. He returned it, deepening the kiss when rough fingers threaded their way through his messy curls and nudged against the flower crown he had forgotten was still sat upon his head.
He was lightheaded and struggling to breathe when they parted. Katsuki’s fingers lingered on his freckled cheek, lovingly stroking the skin there before he lowered his forehead against Izuku’s and closed his eyes.
“Me too,” he said. He took a breath and continued. “That night, when I tried to… The flooding…” he trailed off and Izuku immediately understood.
He wasn’t the only one to lose everything that night.
“And then, I saw you again in that field and you looked as miserable as I felt and I just knew… You didn’t even try to run away and you just looked at me with those wide eyes, you were scared but still resolved and I couldn’t… I’d never seen anything like it. I just found myself needing to be around you and you never ran, you always knew I was close by and it just seemed like you were waiting… I don’t know the exact moment when I started to need you but…”
He took his time with the words, and Izuku thought it was the most he’d ever heard the fox speak at once. As he listened, he slowly brought his hand up to grasp the hand that was caressing his cheek and intertwined the fox’s fingers with his own.
Katsuki lifted his forehead from Izuku’s and opened his eyes. Izuku held Katsuki’s gaze again before he repeated the question he had asked before.
“Stay with me,” Izuku says, more sure than he had been of anything before in his life.
Katsuki nodded before lips met his own again.
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BakuDeku artist au
AO3 Fanfic Recommendations
Disclaimers!
None of the stories linked are mine.
Some contain mature content.
Art not mine! Credit to @azreto
Note: If you read any of these stories and like them please let the author know with a kudos and/or comment!
See me in blue ink by IHasDieded
Summary: Every week, Deku shows up at Coffee UA, and makes all who happen to be there victims to his constant scribbling.
All except Katsuki.
And no, he is definitely not salty about it.
One Shot | SFW
Paint Me by Thickbootydeku
Summary: “Do you like this piece?” A soft voice breathed from his right. Without turning, he answered before he could even stop himself “It’s incredible, best I've ever seen.”
The laugh that followed startled him, “I never thought the day would come where you actually complemented me Kacchan!”
At the use of his childish nickname he spun around and was met with vibrant green eyes and a smile brighter than the sun.
“DEKU??”
Complete | 11 CH | Contains Smut
Realism Gives Itself Away by WhenJoshIsJoseph
Summary: Katsuki's mentor, All Might, is retiring, and he wants a piece of art commissioned - a crucial gift. He finally finds the right artist ... but the person is anonymous. Izuku gets commissioned by some lawyer he doesn't know, and he doesn't usually take commissions, but the offer is just too tempting...Neither knows it's the other.
One Shot | SFW
cigarettes on the roof by scribespirare
Summary: When the owner of the gallery had told Katsuki that someone else would be having their opening night at the same time as Katsuki himself, he’d been a little irritated. Not pissed necessarily, just annoyed that someone might be able to swoop into his spotlight. He’s worked too hard to have to share his recognition with some asshole he doesn’t know. Not to mention he almost universally hates other artists. Pretentious fucks.
In walks Deku.
One Shot | Contains Smut
Nude Modeling by PepperDots
Summary: Bakugou is a art student who has started the sessions on nude models. Izuku is the model.
One Shot | Contains Mild Smut
green is the warmest color by gloriousporpoise
Summary: “Woah, someone call the fire department,” Eijirou says, elbowing Katsuki squarely in the ribs. “That guy is smokin.’”
“I literally hate you.”
Here’s the thing, though. Eijirou’s a certified dumbass, but his current observation isn’t even a little bit wrong, much to Katsuki’s displeasure.
“Think you can get his number?”
— — —
Or, Bakugou is a painter without a muse.
Complete | 2 CH | Contains Smut
Salted Caramel by OnyxDragons
Summary: Student Katsuki runs into a nerdy Deku at a local coffee shop. First impressions aren’t always the best...
Complete | 3 CH | Contains Smut
A Painting is Worth a Thousand Words by Superior_CEO_of_Bunzuku
Summary: Bakugou Katsuki, full-time artist and borderline recluse, spends his free time painting his favorite Hero, Pro Hero Deku, as he takes his breaks on the rooftops across from his apartment building. Imagine his surprise when Deku catches him in the act on his balcony and decides to pay him a little visit.
Complete | 5 CH | Contains Smut
Pro Hero Deku x Quirkless Baku
#bakudeku#artist au#no quirks#ao3 fic recs#artist bakugo x model midoriya#artist bakugo x art dealer midoriya#art student deku x bakugo#bakudeku smut#bakudeku fluff#bakudeku no quirks#painter au#photographer au#college au#artist midoriya x bakugo#painter bakugo katsuki#painter midoriya izuku#artist Baku x artist Deku#art student bakugo x nude model midoriya#muse midoriya#painter bakugo x model midoriya#pro hero deku x quirkless artist bakugo#bakudeku artist au#ao3 artist au#ao3 bkdk recs#bakugou x midoriya#modern au#bakudeku fic rec#bakudeku fic recs
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Pet's KnY OC Timeline/Ref Sheet
Hello all, this is gonna be long. When I get into something I tend to drop canon and play around in the world's background so none of these have much to do with actual canon characters. I won't go into detailed story specifics to save a little space.
Part 1: Sengoku era (ages listed as of 1600)
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Nanbu Kisuke (南部 喜介) - 1548-[???] - 52
no canon image
Took in Genba, Raisho, and Ujizane over the years as apprentices when their families were killed. Taught them swordsmanship and how to kill demons, basic first aid, etc. Refuses to acknowledge them as sons but fulfills the role of adoptive father nonetheless.
Fiercely anti-samurai; disgraced former member of the Nanbu clan. Ronin in an age where that was almost as dangerous as demon hunting. “No gods, no masters, just me and this sword I found” type of guy.
Disappeared under mysterious circumstances in 1593. Later reappeared as a demon, leading his students to swear an oath to kill him.
Toumomi Raisho (友美 来章) - 1569-1600 - 31
(first one's mine, 2nd one's a comm from @azreto who i highly recommend)
Hair: silver, Eyes: gold, Scars: parallel dimple scars, Height: 5'11 (180 cm)
Orphaned twice. His family were unlucky silk producers; his facial scars are from a skirmish they fled when he was a toddler. As a boy, his parents were killed in a bandit raid, and he was taken in by his sister and her husband. In his early adolescence, his sister's family was killed by a demon, and he was taken in by Kisuke.
Killed in 1600 by Utsubyou.
Clever and mischievous, artistic and charismatic. Finds great amusement in getting reactions out of people. He likes things that flow, monsoons, and colors. He also likes experimenting with clothing, but that tends to be a luxury he doesn't have access to.
Myo-o Ujizane (明王 氏真) - 1571-[???] - 29
(both mine)
Hair: black, Eyes: black/red, Scars: shoulder, back, legs, Demon crest: facial spiral, Height: 6' (183 cm)
Only son of a family of bamboo cutters. He was attacked by a demon on his way home from marking out a grove and barely escaped with his life, however, when he got home, the demon had already slaughtered his family, and been killed by Kisuke. Kisuke took him to his home for Raisho and Genba to treat his injuries, and then returned to bury Uji's family. Yue, his closest friend, arrived at the graves and presumed him dead; they didn't reunite until their early 20s.
A devout Buddhist. He and Raisho & Genba chose their own surnames at age 15 with Kisuke's guidance.
Became a demon in 1600 in the same clash that killed Raisho & Genba.
Beautiful, serene, but awkward. Unskilled at interpersonal relationships; prone to long silences. Deeply thoughtful and loyal to his chosen people. He favors greens and grays.
Hijikata Genba (土方 玄蕃) - 1573-1600 - 27
(first mine, 2nd that comm from @azreto again, 3rd mine)
Hair: chestnut, Eyes: chestnut, Scars: 2 thin scars across the face ear-to-ear, 1 vertical scar left of the mouth on the chin, 1 diagonal scar on the forehead from mid right eyebrow to temple, Tattoo: white crane, chrysanthemums, fog, setting sun, Height: 5'9 (175 cm)
Lived with Kisuke the longest; he found him on the outskirts of a battle scavenging what was left behind. He doesn't remember ever having a family; he was likely sold by his parents to settle a debt.
Killed in 1600 by Utsubyo
Picked up a taste for sake young, but it hasn't interfered with his swordsmanship. Messy and unmannered, but fiercely loyal and surprisingly kind. Has a very attuned perception when it comes to nature and patterns, but is blunt to the point of rudeness. Shaggy and rough around the edges.
Makino Yue (牧野 由依) - 1573-1612 - 27
no (recent) canon image
Hair: light brown, Eyes: dark brown, Scars/etc: none
Ujizane's closest childhood friend. If things had gone differently, she would have been his wife. She loved him desperately, and was heartbroken when she believed him dead, but recovered in time and married someone else. Her and her husband have issues with conceiving.
When she reunites with Uji when they're older, she's already married. She befriends the trio, and helps them with their own apprentice.
Sweet and frank, fiercely practical, and prone to oddball ideas. In desperate need of an heir, she approaches Raisho (and the other 2) behind her husband's back, hoping to quietly find a solution for their difficulties. It works, but if she hadn't gotten extremely lucky in her choice of husband, it could have gone very, very badly.
When the trio die, she and her husband take in Mikinosuke as a member of the household.
Dies in childbirth with her 3rd (Mego)
Children: Kaya, Yoshinao, Mego
Mizuharu Mikinosuke (瑞治 幹之輔) - 1585-1653 - 15
(first mine, second another commission from @azreto im serious yall go give him money he's so good) (yes i know it says 15 but he meets demon uji in his early thirties so there)
Hair: black, Eyes: oversaturated blue, Motif: Koi, Height: 5' 10 (178 cm)
An orphan of war that Raisho took in. Trained in swordsmanship by the trio, until their deaths in 1600, when he moved in with Yue's family.
He encountered Demon!Uji in his early thirties, and spared him out of grief and guilt. An anonymous letter he received later gave him the location of Raisho & Genba's graves.
Took a wife arranged for him by Yue's husband; Koike Omiko. Though their relationship starts out stiff, they warm up to each other easily, and have a quiet but loving marriage.
Utsubyou (鬱病) - [???]-1600 (???)
(mine, WIP)
Hair: indigo, Eyes: midnight blue, Demon crest: wings, facial spots
Plague demon. Preferred MO is finding a small village and hiding in the outskirts, poisoning the water and picking off the unwanted until everyone is too ill or incapacitated to stop him, and then feasting. Sleepy and morose, lazy, but territorial.
Kills Genba and Raisho in 1600 when they trespassed into his village. Raisho's final blow was just barely fatal, causing Utsubyou to bleed out faster than he could regenerate. When this blood contaminated Ujizane's wounds, he became a demon.
end of part 1 bc image limits
#kny#kny ocs#tomomi raisho#hijikata genba#myo o ujizane#makino yue#mizuharu mikinosuke#atc arts#please i was halfway through kyoya's when it wouldn't let me add more pictures i was so fucking mad#SO MAD!!#utsubyo
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https://at.tumblr.com/azreto/a-commission-of-bakugou-katsuki-as-a-seraphim-w-a/plnrphyxpvs3
Pls tell me u have seen this plsss
Link.
Omg this looks so fucking cool?!😍 thank you for showing me lovely!💕
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i saw this n was like, didn't aali say something about two nice guys being mean to u?
https://www.tumblr.com/azreto/706642674111971328/hello-city-guard-there-r-some-sluts-at-the-tavern?source=share
MY PRAYERS BAVE BEEN ANSWERED
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✨NEW HI NAY (Horror Audio Drama) EPISODE - TANDA (ELDER/RECORD) NOW ON ACAST!✨
In which we read entries from the Book of Elders; Richard Henry, The Benefactor, William Sauvard, and… The Vagabond.
Listen to the hefty 50+ min episode on Acast, Spotify, or wherever you listen to podcasts! 👇🏾
Listening on Acast, Spotify etc supports us with ad revenue! So feel free to listen to it more than once ;)
Or support us on Patreon or Ko-Fi @ hinaypod! We're a tiny (unemployed) indie podcast and the support would be MASSIVE!
(art by rusticfurnace, godsrot and azreto on Twitter!)
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stain is fine u say…. I have some food for you lamb ..
(https://twitter.com/azreto/status/1637827154611429377?s=46&t=lkotbt1yLULmhcIzJKvmTw)
MONTY ???? MONTY ??? HELLO ???? GOD DAMN….WHOA MAMA…
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That Hunter!Bakugou fanart is exactly what I imagine he looks like in your drabble with the forest witch and the little drake except, like, ten times better *clench chest*
and you are absolutely correct for that, friend 😌😌 that art is so !!!! fantasy bkg just. does it for me. and i love the scars and how wide he is and his hair is ajfbeusbjaa it's just so good !! bless azreto and their talent !! i'm so pleased you can relate the artwork to my little nonsense, thank you !
#kinda want to write more for them#bc i'm still playing gow LOL#and i'm in such an angst mood to make bkg. just. so sad LOL#✿ ask willow
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I was testing my instax printer to make sure it still worked and tested it the only way I could.
By printing out a picture of my boy Grimodim, drawn by the wonderful @azreto
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Was tagging by @a-little-unsteddie
shuffle your music and put the first 10 songs that play! then tag others :)
1. Good lookin' - Dixon Dallas
2. Daddy -Cera Gibson
3. I'm so hot - Chrissy Chlapecka
4. Hermit the frog - Marina & the Diamonds
5. Another Love - Ton Odell
6. MILF song -the puddleducks
7. Bloodbath & beyond - Ice nine Kills
8. Silence - TCSU
9. In the end - BVB
10. A little piece of heaven - Avenged sevenfold
No pressure tags: @novemberhush @steddieas-shegoes @simplebtromance @i-less-than-three-you @azreto @mondengel @imsodishy @neonponders @matchingbatbites @mariesbookblog @apomaro-mellow @sinistrom @artiststarme @nburkhardt & anyone else who wants to join I am tagging you
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