#hi long time no see um. smiles. I'M ALIVE. just extremely busy all the time. even if i was Very Behind The Deadline on this it was fun <3!!

[bayheart]

the transformers: electric metal zine is out now!! download it for FREE here!!! <3

HI ALL!!! back after a hot minute with my work for @transformers-electric-metal!!! it's SUCH a cool zine (it's tf ocs!! hello!!!) and i'm so glad i got to participate!! i did art And a fic for this zine, both about my old lady Bramble here, tho they aren't necessarily connected :3 just the same gorl!!

check out the fic here if not in the zine itself!! >:]c (and u can see my buddy @woolydemon's epic spot art piece for the fic HERE!!!!!!!!!!)

anyhow, here we've got the full piece, an unshaded/glassless version (mostly to show off the rust rendering on catbot / show the center bramble without the glass!!), AND a bonus original concept version because. uh. i needed three images to make the post layout look better ok 😭

(special thanks to @dizzyst4rs for helping me so so much with the colors for the corner and top center bramble(s), as they hadn't been designed prior to this and he did bramble's og palette!! :D)

further ramblys contained under a cut thank u <3

SO!! versions of bramble to be specific, clockwise and then center: earthspark (root mode), TFA thorn (pre-experiment), earthspark again (alt mode), botbots, TFA (when she's just 'the catbot'), TFA decepticon au, TFA (alt mode), TFA shattered glass, college au lily, college au bramble, and then good ol' regular TFA bramb in the center! just for anyone curious about cont or anything <3

experimentation has given bramble a pretty shaky mental state, with a lot of struggle trying to figure out what parts of her are really her and whatnot. so i thought expounding upon that by Also including how many different forms of her there are across the TF universe would be fun!! and an excuse to draw all of the TF brambles at once >:3

and also. i swear to god the lights were blue yellow and pink the whole time i worked on this. my horror after hours of shading to realize that my pinks had become purples....... unspeakable.

i have never put this much rendering juice into a piece before ever in my life. please enjoy Pretty Colors and how i painstakingly blended the shading layers together with just a pencil brush at low opacity like a clown

#tf electric metal zine #brambleverse #my ocs #Bay Arts #my art #tf oc #transformers oc #my excuse for not maintagging this is taht there's 3 different conts here and if this shows up in 3 separate maintags i'll die 🫶 #hi long time no see um. smiles. I'M ALIVE. just extremely busy all the time. even if i was Very Behind The Deadline on this it was fun <3!! #also the quality IS a bit crunchy here on tungle but honestly. it's so detailed u can hardly tell #i can only tell bc i've stared at this thing for actual days worth of time LMAO but if u want it in full HD look at it in the zine :3 #ok shuffles back to my cave... work to do and all #robos tag

[angelsanarchy]

Alkaline: Euronymous x Y/N Series CH 15

Tagging: @ophelialaufey@madamemaximoff06@forever-not-gonna-sink@ajmiila02@liquidsmoothdomme@shady-the-simp @auggiethecreator @tempt-ress @blacksoul-27

Oystein had finally made it home for the holidays. He promised his mom he would stay the week but all he wanted to do was sleep. They had finally gotten the album out and actually making some money back after a year and a half of dedication. They had already started working on what comes next but going into the next year, Oystein wanted to take things to the extreme.

"Honey, please don't fall asleep yet. I have groceries coming and I don't think your dad will be back in time to help." He wasn't asleep yet but the TV wasn't helping.

"The TV is nauseating. There's nothing on it." He complained switching the channels.

"You look exhausted honey. You need a vacation away from here." Oystein rolled his eyes.

"This is my vacation Mom." He could see the concern on her face but she kissed his head gently as he continued to loaf across the couch. The doorbell rang just as he was starting to get comfortable and he let out a sigh.

"Can you get that please?" Oystein held his hand up at his mom who popped her head back out the kitchen as he walked to the door.

"Hey man-" Oystein opened the door expecting anyone but her but there she was, Y/n standing there looking completely different from the last time he saw her.

"Um...your mom has a pretty big order..." Y/n gestured over her shoulder and Oystein followed her down the steps quietly stunned. They hadn't spoken in two years and Oystein couldn't even remember the last time he saw her. He decided the night she told him to fuck off that he would throw his every thought into their album. He wasn't going to let her ruin what he was building. He had a brief stint with a photographer who took shots for the album cover but once that dwindled out, he decided no more fucking around until they had reached the pinnacle of what they were creating, what he was cultivating.

"I'm sorry if this is awkward, I honestly didn't know you had come home." Y/n said honestly.

"I'm visiting on holiday. I promised I would come home after we finished the album but never made it so this is me making up for it." Oystein explained grabbing bags from the back.

"I'm sure they loved that. Your dad hasn't stopped bragging about you whenever I bring groceries." Y/n smiled and it made Oystein's chest hurt.

"You changed your hair." He blurted making her laugh.

"I did. It was starting to get too long so-"

"It looks good." Oystein added. She reached out and touched the top of his making him freeze.

"Your roots could use a touch up. Your evil is bleeding out." Y/n joked. He wanted to laugh but the last time they spoke, she was shitting on his image. She had no idea who he was now.

"I've been a bit busy." Oystein tossed more of the groceries at the bottom of the steps and Y/n nodded realizing he apparently didn't appreciate the joke.

"That's what I hear. Congratulations on the album. Your sister actually gifted it to me for Christmas." Oystein didn't know why he felt self conscious that she actually owned a copy of their record but he tried not to let it show.

"I'm sure it's getting a lot of use in a drawer somewhere." He grabbed the last of the groceries and started to walk away.

"It's not...and it's really good. I don't understand most of it but it's good Oystein." He finally looked at her face and she held a sincere gaze as she complimented him, almost like she was proud of him.

"Well I guess we didn't need a list of backup singers after all considering Pelle is still alive and kicking." Oystein shot watching her face fall.

"Tell your mom I said happy holiday." She turned her back on him and started down the driveway to the car but he followed.

"You know you should consider growing up and finding a legitimate job. I mean I thought you would have moved on by now but here you are still slinging groceries." Y/n laughed out loud at Oystein's bitter jab at her employment again.

"What? You don't want to talk about how much of a poser I am? Or how I don't give a shit about my band? You've got nothing to say now?" He pressed continuing to follow her as she slammed her trunk shut.

"I'm not going to fight you Euronymous. It would be a waste of both our times. The only thing you're doing now is revealing how absolutely full of shit you are still. I can see you haven't changed one bit." She got into her car and he felt his blood boiling. He wanted to fight. He wanted to get under her skin. Anything just to keep her talking to him. Before he could say anything else, she was backing out of the driveway as his dad was pulling in. He gave her a wave before parking in front of Oystein who was clenching his fists, stalking back to the groceries at the bottom of the steps to drag inside.

"Blast from the past! I bet you and Y/n had a lot to catch up on." His dad clearly didn't realize they were no longer on speaking terms.

"Hardly. Honestly I thought she would have gotten a real job by now. It's pretty pathetic to still be delivering groceries at her age." Oystein's dad halted his son with a firm grip.

"Oystein...you didn't say that to her did you? That is incredibly inappropriate and hurtful. She works really hard to support her family, especially after what happened with her mother." Oystein had no idea what his dad was talking about but he was actually upset with him.

"What happened to her mom?" He asked curiously.

"She had a psychotic breakdown. Tried to kill herself in front of the kids. Her dad had to have her committed just to be able to care for her. Y/n has to work like she does to take care of her brothers. I think even one of her brothers has the same problems her mother has. It's incredibly sad." Oystein couldn't lie. He felt like a dick for saying what he said but there was nothing he could do about it.

They were just two different people who couldn't make it work. It was bittersweet but not surprising. He couldn't let her take him back to where he was then. He had to stay focused on keeping the image that he worked so hard for.

#R!Euronymous #R!Euronymous x Y/n #Film: Lords of Chaos #Alkaline #One Shot Series #Alkaline Series #Rory Culkin #Culkin Cult #15/35

[girlwithshipsshitshow]

Bound together: Part one

April 1st, what an ironic day to hold a funeral, but there wasn't much time to plan it, everything happened so fast, the crash, the planning, and then arguing over what to do with ten year old Misaki. In the end Takahiro had to get a full time job and turn down an acceptance to M university. Thank god the two had Usagi, what would they do without him.

Usagi stood in the rain by the entrance of the church, he lit a cigarette, and sighed. He was waiting for his friend Takahiro and Misaki, his ten year old brother. Usagi had only recently met Takahiro during their last year of high school, but they had become fast friends, Usagi had even developed feelings for him, he would never let Takahiro know that. Usagi wanted to be here for the support, and he was kinda excited to meet Misaki, he was all Takahiro ever talked about. Usagi looked up when he heard a slight commotion in the distance, he saw Takahiro pulling a little kid who he assumed was Misaki.

Takahiro: Misaki, don't pull we have to go!

Misaki: (Sobbing), No this is all my fault.

Takahiro: (Picks up Misaki, who puts his head in Takahiro's shoulder). Come on! (He hurries to the church doors stopping in front of Usagi). Usagi-san, thank you for being here, (holds hand out, Usagi takes his hand shaking it).

Usagi: Anytime man. How are you holding up?

Takahiro: You know, I'm okay. Trying to stay strong for Misaki.

Misaki: (Lifts head up, smiles shyly at Usagi) H-hi.

Usagi: Hi Misaki, i'm Usagi.

Misaki: Hi, Usagi, you're my brothers best friend right?

Usagi: Well, I-

Takahiro: Yeah Misaki, he is.

Misaki: (Jumps out of Takahiro's arms) I want to stand with Usagi.

Takahiro: (Angrily) MISAKI, DON'T JUMP OUT OF MY ARMS LIKE THAT, YOU COULD GET HURT).

Misaki: But, i'm fine, God, you're so overprotective. (Looks up at Usagi, motions for him to come down to his level, Usagi, was a full three feet taller than Usagi, he was basically a giant compared to Misaki). Usagi, I have to tell you a secret.

Usagi: (Bends down) What is it?

Misaki: You shouldn't get to close to me, you might die like me parents.

Usagi: Misaki, what do you mean?

Misaki: My parents died because of me, I told them to hurry home and then they crashed, it's my fault.

Usagi: Mi-

Takahiro: Guys, we need to go in. Misaki take my hand (Reaches hand out for Misaki).

Misaki: No, I don't want to.

Takahiro: Fine, lets go. (Walks in, heading towards the front of the church).

Usagi: Misaki, what do you mean it's your fault, you told them to hurry, but that doesn't mean they did, they got into an accident, and that happens all the time, do you know the real cause?

Misaki: Um, a driver raced through the light and it wasn't their turn it was a head- hea-he-

Usagi: Head on collision?

Misaki: Yeah, that's it. But If I didn't tell th-

Usagi: (Places hands on Misaki's shoulders), Misaki listen to me. It was NOT YOUR FAULT, your parents hand every right to go, the other person didn't they were the ones rushing.

Misaki: It's really not my fault?

Usagi: (Pulls Misaki into a hug), Misaki no, it's not. Come on, we should go in.

Misaki: can I hold your hand?

Usagi: Yeah. (Takes Misaki's hand, the walk into the Church five minutes into the service).

Takahiro: (Angrily whispering), finally, where were you guys, this is important.

Usagi: I know, he was upset, I was calming him down.

Takahiro: (Looks over at Misaki) Are you okay?

Misaki: I'm okay, are funerals always this boring?

Usagi: (Chuckles softly).

Takahiro: (Snaps) Misaki!, and Usagi-san stop laughing, you should know better, don't encourage him.

Usagi: I'm sorry, but he's funny. Misaki, funerals can be boring, even when you love the person.

Misaki: Oh, I still feel sad.

Usagi: I know.

Misaki: (Punches Usagi's arm) soft, can I rest my heads here?

Usagi: Sure kid.

Misaki: (Smirks, lays head against Usagi's head).

Takahiro: Don't let him do that!

Usagi: He's fine, plus shouldn't you be up there speaking?

Takahiro: In a minute, don't let him fall asleep, (stands up, walks over to podium, Clears throat) Thank you all for coming- (His voice fades out).

Usagi: Hey kid, so are you okay?

Misaki: I guess, I don't know why I thought their death was my fault.

Usagi: You told them to hurry home, they got into an accident, then this happened so automatically you assumed.

Misaki: My brother tried to tell me it wasn't my fault, but hearing it from someone who isn't him made it make more sense.

Usagi: So you feel better?

Misaki: I'll get there. Thank you.

Usagi: (Ruffles Misaki's hair), You're Welcome.

Misaki: (Smiles), You're a cool guy, I wish we could hang out more.

Usagi: Yeah, well you're a cool little dude Misaki, we can hang out if you want, I heard you might need help with school at some point.

Misaki: Yeah, I'm not great at school. What about you?

Usagi: Not to brag, but I'm really smart, I got accepted into the top law school, not that I need it, I'm also a writer, but I'm not big enough yet, so in case that doesn't work out, being a lawyer is kinda a backup.

Misaki: WOW! (his eyes grew big, he was extremely impressed by this guy, Misaki wanted to get to know him a lot more, truth be told, he kinda had a little crush on him, not that it mattered he was eight years older and he was sure it wouldn't last).

Takahiro: Usagi, (He sits down blowing out angry air). How could the two of you talk the entire time, it's extremely disrespectful.

Misaki: Takahiro, Usagi was being nice. (Smiles)

Takahiro: (Grins, he had never seen Misaki smile like that ever).

Usagi stands against the back wall of the church, watching Misaki and Takahiro talk to relatives, Misaki looked back at Usagi giving him a bored expression causing Usagi to return a small grin. A smaller group of relatives form around Misaki and Takahiro, Misaki ducks under the group and walks to the back towards Usagi.

Usagi: Misaki, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be with your relatives?

Misaki: (Leans against the wall Beside Usagi), Why? I don't know them. I don't even want to be here, I just wanted to say goodbye to my parents, and I got to do that. And now Takahiro says we have to go to some relatives house for food or whatever? why do we have to do that? We already had the wake.

Usagi: Maybe your brother wants you to get to know your family?

Misaki: (Chuckles, kicks the floor), They all live two hours away at least, I never see them, I don't want to get to know them.

Usagi: So are you excited for school?

Misaki: Nope, I hate school, I'm no good at it. Do you like school?

Usagi: I guess? I mean I like learning, but I get lazy when it comes to putting in the work. I don't always turn it my work on time, but I always get really good grades.

Misaki: DO YOUR WORK!!

Usagi: (Chuckles), I do, but I lazy.

Misaki: I just don't understand it.

Usagi: Doesn't Your brother help?

Misaki: He's smart, but he doesn't understand what I'm always doing, he wants to get me a tutor.

Usagi: Um. you know I can help you.

Misaki: Wait really? I mean don't you already have a lot on your plate, with school and being a writer?

Usagi: Yeah, but I can carve time out to help you.

Misaki: (Throws arms around Usagi) THANK YOU!

Usagi: (hugs him back) Sure kid. So what do you like to do?

Misaki: (Pulls away, grins): Cook, I love to cook, I've been cooking since i was like three.

Usagi: Wow, three! that's impressive, I can't cook.

Misaki: At all?

Usagi: I burnt water...

Misaki: No, you didn't

Usagi: (Pulls out Phone, shows Misaki a picture of water on fire).

Misaki: How does that happen?

Usagi: I didn't think it could, so I order a lot of takeout.

Misaki: Huh. I need to cook you some food, How have you been alive this long, I guess your family?

Usagi: No, I am not close with my family, I moved out and got a penthouse at sixteen, I've been living on my own since then.

Misaki: How are you alive?

Usagi: Takeout mostly.

Misaki: I want to laugh, but I feel like you aren't joking.

Takahiro: Misaki, there you are I was looking all over, I was scared.

Misaki: You clearly weren't looking hard enough, I was here the whole time.

Takahiro: (Pulls Misaki's arm) Come on we have to go to Aunt Yua's, she's making dinner for the whole family.

Misaki: (Pulls away) The whole family, the family that you know and I don't, the family that will leave our lives again after today? Aunt Yua lives three hours away? I don't want to go there.

Takahiro: We'll be there for a week, you'll get to know them.

Misaki: And then what? Will we see them again?

Takahiro: Well, probably not.

Misaki: So what's the point?

Takahiro: Because they are My- Our family and I miss them.

Misaki: Yeah, YOUR family and YOU miss them, I don't know them.

Takahiro: (Runs hands over face), Misaki, what do you want me to do, you can't stay here alone.

Usagi: I can watch him.

Takahiro: Usagi, I can't ask you to do that, you just met the kid, and Misaki can be a handful.

Usagi: No, it's fine, Misaki is cool.

Takahiro: Are you sure about this? Misaki is this okay with you?

Misaki: YES!

Takahiro: Okay well, I'll give you Misaki's bag, and then we'll see each other in a week.

Usagi: Sounds good.

(The three of them walk to Takahiro's car, he opens the back door, reaches in a pulls out Misaki's bag handing it to Usagi).

Takahiro: Misaki, be good for Usagi, he's a busy man.

Misaki: I know.

Takahiro: Call me if he causes any trouble and I'll come and get him right away.

Usagi: (Puts his arm around Misaki), Ah I'm sure we'll be fine.

Takahiro: Okay, I'll miss you Misaki. (Gives Misaki a kiss on the cheek).

Misaki: Ew not in front of Usagi, don't embarrass me. But I'll miss you too, be safe.

Takahiro: I'll call when we get there.

Misaki: Okay bye. (To Usagi) Can I have a piggy back ride?

Usagi: Sure kid hop on.

Misaki: (Climbs on Usagi's back, the two wave goodbye, heading to Usagi's car).

#usagi #usagi x misaki #usami akihiko #misaki x usagi #misaki takahashi #akihiko usami #junjou romantica #junjouromaticafanfic #my OTP #otp #takahiro takahashi