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trying to share some bits while im kind of stagnating, got an art funk. so have some Pirate AU scribble.

#doodle #pirate au #fruit salad #brainrot

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Ranger days, early on in their 1st year. Peach being weedy still is always entertaining.

#doodle #fruit salad #ranger au #brainrot

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I’m very very late to this. VikingXDruid au, the one where they’re married for peace, a union of two tribes of people, and hate each other and then don’t hate each other at all.

#viking au #fruit salad #brainrot #doodle

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I am going absolutely feral

THE CUTENESS!

AAAAAAGH

She’s such a duality. Mask on, geared up, a nightmare, a tank. Totally top of her game, a cold, hard, sharp killer. Mask off? Soft, super calm, easy going, happy to help people. The complete opposite. Let villains have days off! Let her sit on a patio and eat a slice of cake and watch the birds. Let her pet every dog that owners allow (and she always asks). Let her get excited about a new flavoured soda in the corner shop, and take a night off to do a mud mask and watch an episode of her show.

Just because she goes to work and kills people don’t mean she’s not allowed to have her gentle time out haha

#I love this au right now #really scratching an itch #fruit salad #brainrot #bnha au

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One mercenary with her gifted strawberry plants.

Trained bloodthirsty killer everyone, having her day off.

She’d give the first strawberry she grows to plum.

#fruit salad #doodle #brainrot #bnha au

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SOFT SUPERVILLAINS!!!!

YEEEES!!!!!

Let them have moments of soft!

I will share one I have thought about for the last two days.

Injured and in hiding, the girls retire to a safe house, patching wounds, passing bandages, and peach being the frontline has sustained some serious internal bruising, she hurts, so she pops some pain killers and clumps on an old dusty couch. Her head lolls to the side to watch plum applying a plaster to her arm, she sees her boss’ white clothes muddied, blood splattered, her hair is not it’s regimented style, her nail polish is chipped, her skin sports damage. She is not herself, and yet peach can’t help but fall back on a daydream. Hazy with her meds she doesn’t seem to mind being caught looking. Plum asks her what, a defensive tone, and peach rolls her head to be comfortable and indulges in her little secret.

She tells plum about the secret wish she’d had. She tells her that in another life, she’d have loved to have met her like a normal person. No violence, no spite, no job between them. Peach paints this picture of running a strawberry farm, selling them by the punnet at a farmers market. She is happy, with no one there to tell her what to do. Plum shows up to her stand, and they both seem to click, a background thought in their heads of ‘oh. I was made for you.’ As they fumble around conversation, with peach’s cheeky grin and plums open smile. Neither girl was damaged, they had a normal upbringing with no trauma to shape them into what they are now. Plum buys two punnets after being offered to try one, and they’re good, they’re so good, peach knows it, she grows em with care. Her parting words are that she’ll be here again same time next week, if plum likes them she should come back and get some more, you know, while they’re in season.

Plum of course comes back, same time next week, looking as radiant as ever, and this time peach works up the nerve to ask her to go for coffee sometime, if she likes, don’t have to. Plum agrees. They go on this coffee date and laugh, genuinely laugh. Have fun. Go on other dates, and this is where peach describes a bunch of things that even in her real life, even now sat on that dusty old sofa, plum would enjoy, she knows because she’s been around her long enough to have picked up on her interests.

Plum once upon a time would have used her quirk to get this story, but peach offers it freely, a cocktail of pain killers keeping her calm and numbing out the pain she’s managing. To plum, this is a gift she did not expect to get, always she has to extract information with force, but this is handed to her, this gentle notion of another lifetime where they get to be normal is offered up with peach’s smiles and weak laughter, aware enough that she’s being stupid saying it out loud.

Plum eventually says peach is wrong. It takes a while to find the words, but she toys with a thread on a cushion and mulls over the story. It’s not that it’s bad, she says it’s that she’d have asked to go out with peach first time they met, she’d not wait to see her again, and she’d not let peach lead. There’s no way. This gets a laugh that hurts, but her big guard can’t help it. Of all the things to have an issue with, that was it? Typical.

Peach slips into sleep and leaves plum to chew over the notion of what if. A woman impossibly cautious, daunted by personal connections, fearful of meaningful relationships, she’s been burnt so many times, now it’s natural to guard herself.

Once they’re back to work and healed up, the story hopefully is forgotten, peach put it behind her, plum however, can’t. She’s tried, she’s really tried, but it’s hard to look at that black clad woman beside her and imagine her being anything but a brutal gun for hire. The idea of her being slack, being sweet, is alien. It’s even more abstract to imagine plum would be on the receiving end, even after how she’s treated her, after how they clash hard, how many times she’s used her quirk to mess with her.

Plum stands in a shop later on, peach is gone, it’s just her, eyeing a tray on a shelf, biting her lip in thought, trying to be brave about something so stupid. She picks up the item, buys it, and takes it home. It’s placed on the kitchen table, where she looks at it for a longtime, with wine, over dinner, while sorting out emails and paperwork. Her eyes always return to the thing she bought.

It’s not until the next day, peach back in guard rotation, that she gestures vaguely after her shift ends for the night, trying not to meet the gaze of her member of staff, a woman who’s gone above and beyond in her work. ‘It’s for you.’ Stated simply as she continues typing on her laptop, not even giving peach a moment of her time, as if she had better things to do, when in fact she’d thought about this for almost 2 days now. It made her nervous. Peach picks up a tray of 6 strawberry starts. Little baby plants that need time and care, but could grow healthy. The only hint peach has gotten that her story didn’t just get thrown in the trash as she’d expected.

Neither say anything, plum can feel her looking over, but peach goes home, and carefully plants them up, and waters them in, and looks at them with a very gentle smile. In another life, they’d have been better, had a good honest chance at love, but who’s to say they don’t deserve it in this one? It’s all they got, may as well try to make something of it.

Doodle for fun^

#I think about the girls being soft way too often #and it hits so much harder when they’re not good people #fruit salad #brainrot #doodle #bnha au

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Something something trained killer using her quirk for good, to bring joy, not just destruction.

I like to think when peach is off duty, she calls her quirk a gravity one, and only uses the lower density ability to just look like her skills are that simple, and that she’s not a threat, going as far as to help people moving home, community gardens moving bags of dirt and big rocks, things that might be hard work. She’s not bad, she just was brought up to be in a bad industry.

#fruit salad #brainrot #doodle #bnha au

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comm for a patreon, wanted BNHA au, a specific scene sketched up.

#fruit salad #brainrot #doodle #bnha au

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I don’t remember if I posted these?? Restarted my ACNH island and have found great peace in it.

#fruit salad #brainrot #doodle

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Fallout au nonverbal plum, handling trauma, while peach calmly navigates. Like she’s done with so many other people. Herself included.

Just wanted to doodle soft things.

#fallout au #fruit salad #brainrot #doodle

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Fallout au stuff. I found an old piece of art I had to use the pose from for a doodle.

Plum is covered in burns she’s fully ashamed of, and keeps very covered up in this one, but peach never cared, she didn’t when she noticed them, she didn’t when she was granted space to touch em, she doesn’t even think about them, they are part of the person she’d face danger for. It’s not like she doesn’t have her fair share of dinks and damage.

I have a lot of thoughts about the dynamics of these two. Plum will hit a tipping point of exposure to trauma and will dive head first into being nonverbal. But peach knows trauma, she’s seen it a million times in her people, and herself, so she is calm and collected, and holds plum together in a way that is alien to her.

I could go off about this one but I’ll spare you.

#fallout au #fruit salad #brainrot #doodle

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I think about fallout au a small amount, but it matters that I think about it now more, with the show and all.

#tw gun #fruit salad #brainrot #doodle #fallout au

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With the new fallout show now out, get ready for me to be obnoxious.

I’m so sorry everyone.

A raider and a merc, respectively.

#fallout au #fruit salad #brainrot #doodle

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Trying to push my current software options a little further with some vikingxdruid au doodles. Unsure how I feel about the result yet.

The wives are fighting (you)

#viking au #fruit salad #brainrot #doodle

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Blep

#dragon au #fruit salad #brainrot #doodle

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Dragon au really has its charm. Don’t move, or you’ll wake her up.

#dragon au #fruit salad #brainrot #doodle

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As somebody whose been stuck with chronic pneumonia for months, I am sending you enough good vibes to power the city of nevada. Pneumonia fuckin' sucks.

If this lasts months i think i'll cry.

I am so sorry you got this too! it is total ass, utterly ridiculous!

ive had to dive into AUs as a distraction but my brains so full of fuzz over creating. Hope you feel better eventually too, i'd not wish this on anyone :/

#sending a healing beam like the hammer of dawn #targeting you specifically