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roughluckart · 2 months
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Kurama is always so well put together, Hiei had to plan a stealth assault just to tease him.
I've been rewatching the yu yu hakusho anime after 20 years and yusuke looks so cute in his dumb 90s clothes.... I really wanted to draw the demon boys in casual modern clothes too...
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bandagemanl0ver · 8 days
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Happy brifdethday Mr Noakahara Chuua
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hotshitno2 · 3 months
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This panel rly made me wonder which side of the family Aqua got his height from cause neither Kamiki or Ai is overly tall 😭
Like Ai is around 4’11 I believe and look at this comparison between middle school Hikaru and middle school Aqua ( he’s around 5’7 )
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20001541 · 28 days
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OKAY BASED OFF THE POLLS JANUARY 1ST WAS CHOSEN AS AFO'S (AND YOICHI'S) BIRTHDAY! CONGRATS ON THE BIRTHDAY KINGS🥳🎉🎂
credits to auramighters on twitter for the edit
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random-blep · 1 year
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Everytime I see Kaveh with those three foxes I think about them following him home and he tries to adopt them because they're cute and all I can imagine him saying is
"I am a proud single mother of three kids!"
And Alhaitham is just like
"None of those things are correct"
And Kaveh says even louder
"I am a proud single mother of three kids!"
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an-army-of-nightmares · 6 months
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So you made an little nightmares/the glass scientists au story about how Frankenstein killed Jekyll, and became a nightmare. Can I see more of the nightmare Jekyll? Like a doodle?
So fun fact, nightmare Jekyll didn't actually have a design before this ask. He was pretty much just. Porcelain Jekyll, in Henry's normal outfit.
This design was fun to work with! I believe it could be better, but yknow, I can imagine him in the game somewhere well enough. The Little Nightmares color palette feels muted and warm to me, so that's what I went with!
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He did have a face when I started working on this, but it got lost in the sketch at some point lol
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jewishbarbies · 2 months
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the kid isn’t actually to blame but i cannot imagine growing up knowing i was the harambe kid. i would feel so guilty for the rest of my life. I’d probably have to change my name at some point and just leave the country. how do you even recover from that.
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hartxstarr-art · 10 months
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height: three tulips
commissions || adoptables || carrd
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nobodymitskigabriel · 2 months
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If there's one writing cliche in The Locked Tomb that peeves me, it's when characters casually bite their lips or cheeks so hard that they bleed.
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neontokyoo · 1 year
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Surprise Visit (Mother's Day Special)
Pairing: Mycroft Holmes x Reader
Genre: Fluff
Summary: Mycroft comes home early to see you for Mother's Day.
Warnings: None
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As you busied yourself with the usual chaos of caring for a toddler, your two-year-old son was waddling around the living room, giggling at his own antics. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
You weren't expecting anyone, but you got up to answer it anyway. To your surprise, it was Mycroft, your husband, home from work early.
"Mycroft, what are you doing here?" you asked, feeling a flutter of excitement in your chest.
"I thought I would surprise you for Mother's Day," he said with a smile, leaning in to kiss you on the cheek.
You couldn't help but feel a wave of gratitude and love wash over you as you welcomed him inside. He took off his coat and shoes, and you both settled in on the couch as your son toddled over to join you.
Mycroft had brought a small gift for you, and he presented it to you with a flourish. It was a beautiful bouquet of flowers, and you couldn't help but feel touched by the gesture.
"Thank you so much," you said, leaning in for another kiss.
As you both chatted and caught up, your son toddled around, playing with his toys and occasionally coming over to show you something he found interesting.
It was a simple, sweet afternoon, but it was filled with warmth and love. As Mycroft prepared to leave and return to work, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the unexpected visit and the little moments of joy that you shared together as a family.
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bmpmp3 · 6 months
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its important to watch a new movie or read a new book sometimes. largely because 1) its nice to experience all the art this world has to offer but also 2) you might be able to find new scenarios to imagine your OCs in
#it gets the cogs turning if ur imaginary scenarios get stale#wait did anyone else do this. when i was a kid i played with my toys in the very storytelling heavy style#like every toy was a character type thing. ten million large spanning melodramatic stories of epic proportions with my littlest pet shops#like that was the type of play i liked. and i would#sit in front of the TV with whatever playing half watching cartoons#or watching some kids movie on vhs borrowed from the library back when they still had tapes#and the whole time i would be playing with my toys. seeming more engrossed in the story among my toys than the movie i was watching#but i WAS watching the movie i was just using it largely as a. jumping off point. to make up stories about like#my lps cat who can see ghosts and her search for her long lost twin sister or something#Oh god and when i was a little older like 10 years old making ms paint animations age#whenever i was watching a movie with like famiy or in class or whatever and maybe it was a little boring at parts#i would like. start focusing on the score only and just imagine my own sparklewolf OCs to it instead of paying attention#my dad often fondly remembers watching avatar in theatres with the whole family and looking over to me and seeing me mentally GONE hfkjdfhs#mother and older brother were pretty engrossed with the effects and visuals and i was like. eyes glazed over staring into space#imagining blue wolves with anime hair like :) my dad thought it was very funny. he cant judge the reason he was looking around was because#often hes more interested in watching other people react to a movie than the movie itself LOL we are cut from similar cloths..#i still dont remember a thing about that movie. but the score wasnt bad HJKDBJFKLSHJFDs#but yeah i dunno. watch a horror movie. think about putting your ocs through the horrors. thats how ive lived my entire life
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marahuyomae · 5 months
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My Rintaro Mori a.k.a. Ougai Canon Divergent Plot
This is just an Au or Canon Divergence that I came up with.
I am trying to imagine a younger Mori as a very eccentric yet calm person, much like his older self. A few bits of his younger self are actually way too similar to Yosano and Dazai, referencing his dialogue during Underground Clinic Timeline.
He was born in the Mori household as the eldest son, living in the Shimane prefecture along with his 3 younger siblings, sister Emiko, brother Chouji/Junshirou, brother Takeshi, and their parents. Their family served as hereditary physicians to a daimyo or feudal lord of the Tsuwano Domain; and because he is the eldest, he was expected to carry on the family traditions and follow his father's footsteps.
Mori's mother shaped his early years by fostering a strict discipline that prioritized academic excellence. While Mori started his studies of Confucius and Mencius at the young age of two, he soon developed a passion for Chinese philosophy, mathematics, medicine, and Dutch. His commitment to these fields led to his success in the fief school, where he was enrolled at the age of seven. (He is a Mama's Boy, so he's alright) Mori left his hometown for Tokyo to attend medical school, where he added two years to his age to meet the requirements for enrollment. As his father established a private practice in Tokyo, Mori dedicated himself to his medical career, striving to be the best doctor he could be. He was able to balance his love for the arts with his dedication to his patients, making an impact in both fields. Mori graduated from the University of Tokyo at a very young age, becoming the youngest ever to do so. He started his career as an army surgeon and traveled to Germany (Leipzig, Dresden, Munich, and Berlin) for four years on a study trip sponsored by the Meiji government. During his time in Germany, Mori studied military hygiene under the physician Robert Koch and developed a keen interest in European philosophy and literature. Upon his return to Japan, Mori dedicated himself to efforts aimed at modernizing Japanese medicine and literature. With his extensive knowledge and skills, he made great contributions to both fields and left a lasting legacy.
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Mori Rintaro 'Ougai' (13 years old) -uses They/Them/He/Him pronouns
-Mori is a genderqueer individual who is comfortable breaking gender norms and embracing everyone regardless of their gender. This is rooted in his admiration and respect for his mother, who was unjustly disparaged because of her gender. Mori recognized the biases ingrained in society and is determined to challenge and overcome them. He believes that true potential should be recognized and embraced, and that everyone has the ability to make a positive impact, regardless of their gender.
-Mori finds the process of gaining weight distressing and will physically pinch his stomach to the point of causing pain and injury. -Mori is deeply enamoured with European history and is deeply passionate about introducing others to the rich and fascinating history of Japan, which he believes is just as much worth appreciation and study as European history. Mori aims to increase awareness of and interest in Japanese history worldwide, so that others may gain a deeper understanding and appreciation of this fascinating and significant part of the world's history.
-Mori has an extraordinarily deep and empathetic understanding of people's thoughts and feelings, but suffers from an internal conflict as he struggles to feel things in the same way that the majority of people do. He is kind and cares deeply for others, but finds it difficult to experience emotions at the same level as those around him. This personal conflict has led Mori to feel out of touch with the world at times, even as he strives to be a positive and uplifting presence in the lives of those around him.
-People Pleaser
-Mori named his ability, an extraordinary talent or power, "Elise" after his first love's desire to name her future daughter, a name that unfortunately never came to fruition due to the individual's premature passing during their adolescence. Mori held deep admiration and attachment to this person, and the name Elise thus represents both his love for this individual and the ability that he gained, making the name especially significant and personal to his own experiences.
-Mori holds a deep admiration for older, empowered women, seeing them as role models and objects of admiration. He likely admires their confidence, authority, and intelligence, as well as their ability to navigate social and societal expectations with grace and strength. He may have experienced a lack of strong female figures in his life growing up, making such figures all the more significant and desirable to him now.
-Mori has a self-assured and confident disposition, believing in his own abilities and recognizing his intelligence. He is aware that he can excel in both academia and life, which has made him somewhat cocky at times, but he also understands the importance of humility. His cocky attitude is a result of his belief in his own natural abilities, but he is also aware that hard work and determination are needed to truly succeed. Therefore, he is not simply arrogant, but rather confident in his own capabilities and understands that the world is full of challenges that will test him along the way.
-Mori has a tendency to challenge the status quo and disregard convention. When presented with a set of rules or expectations, he is likely to find a way to work around them or to subvert them cleverly, rather than following them verbatim. This may manifest as a desire to push boundaries and see how far he can go, or as a preference for alternative and unconventional approaches. Mori values individual freedom and creativity and may see rules as limiting or stifling, leading him to seek out innovative ways to challenge and subvert them.
-chaotic lawful
-Mori's unique individuality and unconventional approach to life has not alienated him from his peers. Despite his unconventional nature, his classmates and those of his age still hold him in high regard, likely because of his intelligence, kindness, and overall positive nature. Mori's willingness to challenge conventional norms and embrace individuality allows him to inspire others to strive for greatness, even if it means going against the grain. This, combined with his charisma and empathy, has made him a respected and admired figure among both his peers and those around him.
-Mori's father desires that his son continue the family tradition of practicing medicine, even though Mori's own interests are focused on insects, flowers, and literature. This conflict between the path Mori has been expected to take and his own passions and interests has created tension and pressure for him. On the one hand, he feels a sense of duty and obligation to his family and tradition, but on the other hand, he feels drawn to pursue his own personal interests and passions. This internal struggle has likely played a significant role in Mori's development as a person, shaping his values, beliefs, and relationships.
-He's a Momma's Boy if I haven't mentioned it enough already.
His Mother's Prodigy... Coming Soon
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pocketramblr · 11 months
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So glad food names like "pigs in a blanket" exist. "Ants on a log". "Angels on horseback". "Frog in the wall". Putting animals in situations. Evocative names.
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jjtheclown555 · 1 year
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Mother Dearest Pt.3
Pt. 1 | Pt.2 | Pt.3
tw. strange and unusual punishments?? lmk if i missed anything but this is a light chapter
content. haitani brothers mother raises them after they are released from prison
pairings. none, just a mother raising her boys
word count. 1.6k words
a/n. ik its been like half a year but the bitch is back😭not my best work but still a fun read if say
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As Rindou goes through excuse after excuse, I remember a certain place near where we promised to meet Izana, a place that might just convince her to let us go. I take a deep breath to focus myself enough to begin my acting. I’m so sorry, Rindou. “Look, mom, he wanted to get a waxing and so I told him the salon I go to has great reviews for it,” Rindou glares at me, like he wants to rip my arm out of my socket like he would with whoever we fight. I continue explaining, “He was embarrassed to tell you because he thought it was ‘girly,’ so he tried to find an excuse.” I feel a little guilty for embarrassing him but the sight of him fuming with rage, trying so hard not to show it is so amusing that not laughing takes every bit of willpower in me.
When mom bursts out laughing, I know we might be in the clear. When she laughs it either means it was so stupid it was believable or that we must be stupid to think she’d believe us. I pray for the former. I pray to whatever god exists that she doesn’t call my bluff. “Rin, baby, don’t assume I’d ever judge you for what you're interested in!” I finally breathe properly, exhaling the air I didn’t even realize was caught in my throat. Rindou seems to ease the humiliation he has felt, I’m almost upset I don’t get to see that pissed-off face anymore. Mom starts the car, pulling out of the driveway as I smile in victory.
She starts taking us to the salon, humming along to the music for a few moments before asking, “So, boys,” She pauses as she turns onto another road, “I’ve been looking to get my hair done recently, you wouldn’t mind if I came in with you, right?” I curse the world, god, the universe, or whatever higher power decided to make it so even with my plan, I still couldn’t get her. I think of a way to get out of this, to work around this mess. “So?”
I think fast, conjuring up any kind of way to be away from her. I fly through thousands of possibilities in a matter of seconds, promptly blurting out, “That’d be fine right, Rin?” He nods, screaming at the thought of actually having to get himself waxed. “Sounds good, I was planning on getting something done but my favourite stylist is all booked so I can just wait in the car until you two are done.” Rindou grimaces, a slight smile pulling through when mom looks at him. She looks excited, Rin less so and I smile when I’m confident that—at Rindou’s expense—I can actually go where I need to. He looks less than happy with me but I couldn’t care less. He should be grateful that at least one of us can meet with Izana.
She talks about what she’s getting done, she’s talking about highlights and maybe a haircut as I message Izana that I’m coming but Rindou can’t. He asks why and I insist on explaining when I get there. I wait in the car, talking to mom and Rindou. She does most of the talking. I love when mom rambles. She could make watching paint dry interesting, always telling stories and making jokes like it’s second nature to her. She stops the car in the parking lot, getting out with Rindou and telling me to wait until they’re done. So, I wait. I wait until I see them get settled. Once I see a stylist attend to mom and Rin look back at me like he’s going to break my neck when this is all over, I leave the car and walk to the bridge above the train tracks where they wanted to meet me.
I sneak under the bridge through the hole in the fence, marvelling at the graffiti covering it as I inhale what smells like a combination of smoke, dirt, and weed. I see Izana and Kakucho, I smile as they question why Rindou didn’t come. “Our mother,” I start, sitting next to one of the support beams, “I had to make up an excuse to leave but then she insisted on going in with Rindou so only I could come. I’ll let him know whatever you say here, though.” I smile, it’s insincere, but I know it makes me come off as a good follower and at this point, that attitude benefits me.
They go on about Izana’s plans. He intends on going after Toman, Mikey in particular. I pay attention, I don’t particularly like Toman so crushing them works for me. I don’t really care about their motives either, whatever reason Izana has to hate Mikey or why Kakucho is so loyal. I genuinely don’t care but this fight will benefit me, and as much as I admire their strength, I don’t know them enough to give a shit. Maybe that’ll change, but I don’t see that happening.
“If that’s all then I’ll go now,” I say, heading back up to the bridge as they follow behind. Once we get back up, we say our goodbyes, ready to part ways when I hear someone scream my name. Well, Fuck me. I see mom driving over, getting out of the car and running over as Rindou saunters behind, head down in shame. “The fuck is this, Ran?” She questions, Izana and Kakucho backing away as I try to speak. “You two, stay here. And I don’t want to hear any lip outta you, Ran, so unless it’s an explanation then zip it.” She’s firm, and we cooperate. I told them a bit about my mom while we were detained together so they know she won’t do shit unless they try something first. She smiles, taking a few deep breaths before saying, “Get in the car, I’ll take you boys home.” They look hesitant but I tell them to just listen and do it so they avoid trouble.
We all get in the car. Me trying to get the back seat when mom orders me next to her. It makes sense knowing her, I’m in the deepest shit here. I sit quietly but she hums to the song on the radio through gritted teeth. She asks where she’s taking Izana and Kakucho, driving in their direction first. I can already tell I’m in for a long lecture when we’re home. “So, how’d you know, mom?” She laughs, insisting it was obvious from the beginning and she was interested in humouring the lie. “But, how’d you get Rin to talk?” I can see her roll her eyes in the mirror, subtly reminding me of every little thing she’s gotten Rindou to fess up to.
“So, why did Ran leave the car?”
Rindou sits shocked as a younger lady lathers his leg up with hot wax. He starts thinking that Ran humiliating him and forcing him to go through this pain will be useless. He looks over at her and she smiles. He knows that smile. The smile that spreads across her face when she knows she’s won. He only has one shot, it has to be fast and it has to make sense. “He probably just went to the coffee shop across the street, or ran away ‘cause he knows I’ll kill him for telling you.” Mom chuckles as Rindou prays she doesn’t call his bluff. She keeps looking out the window, watching Ran walk right past the coffee shop and over to the highway.
Rindou takes a deep breath, bracing for impact. He can feel the wax strips placed along his legs. He’s on the verge of fessing up when mom says, “Rip as hard as you can, hun, he’ll be all good.” He tries to muffle his scream before Rindou blurts out, “He went to meet with some people about an upcoming fight, now can we get this over with-” Mom nods, letting poor Rindou get through it as fast as possible, stopping part way through and waiting for moms highlights to be done.
“I didn’t wanna tell her but she tortured me,’ Rindou said, staring out the window. Mom grins from ear to ear, dropping off Izana and Kakucho at some apartment building. I’m confident it’s not where they’re staying but honestly, it’s better for them that our mother doesn’t know where they live. They get out of the car, muttering thank you’s for bringing them home.
Mom stops them before they can close the door. She gives them a look, one that means she’s upset but still cares. Her brows furrow, a half-hearted smile creeps on her face as a sigh escapes her lips. “I know I’m not your momma, but you boys try to stay outta trouble, alright?” They both nod, closing the car door and walking off. She starts the car, driving Rindou and I home. The moment she starts moving, her smile drops and she makes a quick turn to look at each of us. “You boys are in so much trouble when you get home.” Here we go, again.
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manda-kat · 2 months
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Kinda sucks that the live action Avatar is gonna suck (again) because I really wanted to show the story to my mom. Remaking cartoons as live action shows may be idiotic, but it still gives a way for people like my mom who refuse to watch animation for whatever dumb reason the opportunity to still experience good storytelling.
But if the things that made the show good are gone then what's the point? Why should I watch this? Why waste my time? The live action version is going to automatically LOOK worse, so now it has to BE worse too? That just makes it worthless to me at least.
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Takaaki: Gee, Mom, you really look like a slut. Hm, I guess that's why Auntie was over everyday while Dad was a way. Huh?
Takaaki's mother: My, I never knew you'd find out. When were you told?
Takaaki while tearing up: W-What? Y-You mean. Oh my God...*goes into a crisis* my mom is a slut!!
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