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crabsnpersimmons · 4 months
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I got my hair cut the other day and of course I had to draw the dca boys running a hair salon:
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Sun would be so effortlessly charming. Always chatting away with customers, explaining each product he uses and how to best maintain and style their hair.
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Moon I can see being popular with the less chattier customers (like me) but over time they begin to open up. I imagine he hums while working. Otherwise, he's all ears for the newest gossip.
(The clipped up hat idea came from @bamsara's solar lunacy doodles!)
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Also I love the popular headcanon that the dca can speak other languages, so I can imagine them being a hit with the aunties.
The full sketch page under cut! And some of my other thoughts
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Other thoughts about this... AU? Can I call it an AU? Feels kinda small for an AU, but whatever:
Eclipse works there too! Haven't decided if it would be canon or fanon Eclipse, though I really like the image of 4-armed Eclipse working on 2 clients at once (plus, the nickname Clip is perfect for this scenario)
of course they're great with kids! They'd be able to console kids that get scared of getting their hair cut. Sun would do a little trick and tell them how good and brave they are all the way through. Moon would console them and hum a soothing song (or hey maybe they notice the kid's wearing a disney shirt and starts humming some showtunes). Every kid gets a candydrop and a balloon on their way out.
y/n works at the hair salon as a part-timer and does tasks around the salon like sweeping, arranging bookings, washing hair, etc. They don't really care too much about their own hair, but the boys are always offering to style it, dye it, braid it. With y/n's permission, the boys always toy with their hair—patting it, combing their hands through it, brushing it over y/n's ear, ruffling it.
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voorsheaddevices · 1 year
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expelliarmus · 5 months
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musubiki · 1 month
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danmarch 🐉💎
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anewp0tat0 · 10 months
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Happy Fathers Day, I'm finally on time for something!!! I don't have that much flavor this time though folks. just sweetness. that's it. hope that's cool, never too bad.
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if you think this is anything but platonic then no, plz. away
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chelsiegeorgia · 3 months
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my incredibly in depth headcannon for Sonic's backstory/origin
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skeletalheartattack · 10 months
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delizbin · 3 months
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Effie’s first year as an escort was… interesting! Life threatens aside (and some death here and there), the parties and dresses were nice :)
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viyojo · 1 year
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Warm up doodles of @munchboxart 's OCs, Yue and Ro
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ghost-inthe-hall · 6 months
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What's the context?!?!??!
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goobiestar · 11 months
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No starlight. Only ember.
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sonknuxadow · 7 months
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raggedy-spaceman · 7 months
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The Bentley actually loves both her parents equally, Aziraphale and [looks at smudged writing on a tire] Carley
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kingkatsuki · 3 months
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— splish splash
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Bakugou despises rubber duckies— especially yours.
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He hates rubber duckies, despises them. But more than anything, he hates the ones you always seem to bring home with you. Especially the Dynamight duckie that’s dressed in his full hero costume— gauntlets and all.
It’s the way they’re neatly sat along the rim of the bathtub, all placed in a particular order by you. He’s just glad he’s managed to run himself a bubble bath (with your expensive bubbles) before you’ve found him to sully it with duckies. Not that it’s any better with the row of them watching him, judging him. The beady eyes stare at him as he settles into a bath that’s far too warm, borderline molten lava that has his skin turning pink. The heat working out all the stress and tension that plagues his tired body, as he tries to let himself relax. But he can’t, not when satans minions himself are staring at him from the side of the tub— it doesn’t help that you’ve purchased a specific rubber duck that’s dressed up as a red devil, complete with horns and a pointy tail.
Fuck, he hates rubber ducks.
But he can’t even complain— not when you invite yourself into the bathroom and shrug off your robe. Giving him the perfect front row seat to your naked body, along with a few duckie voyeurs… Toeing into the warm water in front of him as the water begins to slosh, a soft sigh flows from your lips as you settle down in the water against Bakugou’s firm chest. And one by one, you place the stupid fucking ducks into the bath, letting them drift around like gulls bouncing against sea waves.
The only time Bakugou actually likes rubber duckies is when they’re forced from the warm water from the ferocity of your hips— water sloshing over the edge as you bounce yourself on his cock. His wet hands firm against your ass as he helps your momentum— not because he wants to knock every fucking duck over the edge like it’s some sort of competition.
It’s not— but if it was, he’d be the winner.
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axoqiii · 9 months
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the triplets !!
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tornado1992 · 3 months
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Tails is not a big fan of clothing.
But, he’s also not a big fan of Sonic forbidding him from using black hoodies, besides the fact that it’s an oddly specific prohibition (like what’s with the sudden interest in clothes?) there’s also the fact that Sonic didn’t exactly tell him why and just said something along the lines of “black is not your color”. Well first of all, RUDE, he would look so cool in black!, and second of all, who does he think he is? Sure he’s his big brother but not his boss, he’s the boss! He’s eight years old, he can wear whatever he wants!
So he might have just bought some black hoodies on purpose and he might be planning on wearing one today just to spite Sonic (this will show him, he does look good in black! Even if he never actually wears it…).
He usually arrives to Tails’ workshop at… 1 minute from now (oops, well, time flies when you’re scheming odd ways to annoy your big bro, time to shine, he only has 30 seconds left!), putting on the hoodie that quickly comes with the price of messing his bangs upwards instead of the looseness they usually show, oh well, doesn’t matter, maybe the new hairstyle would look good with the new clothes! He could even try and put on some metal accesories later, maybe something to make his tails look cooler.
He can hear jumpy and joyful steps as the front door opens rapidly behind him, Tails turns and puts on the biggest smirk he can manage, preparing multiple comebacks for anything the speedster could say about his new look, but when his sight reaches his big brother he notices there’s no annoyance surrounding him, not a bit of anger, and not a drop of amusement, all he can see in those emerald eyes is shock, before is evolved to confusion, just to be replaced by a pure sight of fear and something so much alike sorrow,.
Tails gasps to the sudden reaction, he was expecting Sonic to mock him for his wardrobe choice, not for him to freeze dead on his tracks without a word, not for him to just stare at him, and certainly he wasn’t expecting the upcoming tears he could see forming in his brother’s eyes.
Sonic stays still, looking at Tails as if it wasn’t him in that black hoodie, almost as if he was an alucination, a dream or even a ghost, just seeing right through him. Tails himself stays frozen while looking everywhere for the cause to his brother’s sudden change of attitude, he isn’t sure if he’s looking at the same Sonic he knows through those glassy eyes.
There’s hesitation in Sonic’s steps when he walks towards him, slowly, as if expecting the kit to disappear if he moved too fast, not that he noticed, he was far too busy thinking of a way to chase away his brother’s tears, and just as Tails turned his sight back at him he found his cheek being cupped by the hedgehog’s trembling hand, his sorrowful gaze directed to the kit’s face while he rubbed the fur on his muzzle, with such gentleness, as if he was holding the worlds most fragile, precious gem, a new softer touch finding its way to his bangs, putting them back to the usual style.
Sonic wasn’t one to show such direct affection, at least not in physical form, even if he was acting strangely clingier this past few days since the battle in the mountain… this was a whole new level, and Tails is not one to deny any of his brother’s limited edition physical affection acts; the last time Sonic held him like this they were far more younger, Tails being way more tinier, not even tall enough to reach and look straight into Sonic’s eyes, but that wasn’t a problem then, Sonic made sure to carry him so he was close enough for their foreheads to touch, that had been for special occasions though, for when one of them (mostly Tails) needed it, wether it’d be because of sadness, fear, sorrow, or a dreadful combination of all.
Apparently Sonic needed it this time, because the warmth of the hedgehog’s forehead against his wasn’t a memory anymore.
Yeah, Tails won’t be wearing that black hoodie again anytime soon.
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