I've known this man only for ten chapters, really hope this poor bunker bastard is doing alright
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YUUGO AKA BUNKER DAD 💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽😎
Been a while since I drew tpn stuff
I'm slowly coming back 😼
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Yuugo picking up Gillian from school cuz she got into a fight but Isabella being the teacher 😇
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a year ago today yuugo failed to make an appearance in the promised neverland season 2…. my life has only gone downhill since then
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Here’s an updated look at my TPN nook. I’ve wanted to reorganise my collection for a while, and I recently finished the final volume 😢 so I thought now was the best time. My heart is full of so much love for this series.
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Guess Game: Which of those four people is the youngest?
Yep, that’s right - Yuugo 🖤❤️🤍
What isolation, a bad diet and depression does to a fatherfucker.
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happy goldy pond death day <3
i'm in the middle of re-reading the manga & coming close to this part actually (•̀ᴗ•́)
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I DON’T CARE IF THIS FANDOM IS DEAD ITS STILL ALIVE TO ME *spits on the grave of anime season 2*
The three week travel timeskip with more Ray and Goldy Pond character development!
Ray grinded his teeth at the realization that this was the only course of action they had. If not then…
Then Emma would die.
Emma, with scraped knees and a chipped tooth smile against a face stained with freckles. Emma who still raced her siblings to breakfast and pretended to lose. Emma, staying up for hours to learn the morse code in Minerva’s books, falling asleep in the library. Emma with burn marks on her calloused hands. Emma, auburn hair stained with blood, the smoldering house behind them still not quite burning as much as the determination in her eyes.
Emma who got into fights knew she couldn’t win if there was even a chance of saving someone. Emma, promising to strangers she had never even met, that they would all get out of this hunting ground alive.
I don’t care what it takes, Ray vowed as Emma grew colder by the second, so unlike sunlit days dragging him from the shade, with warm smiles and soft blankets and bitter tea and old books.
I won’t let that happen again.
I’m not going to let you die!
lyrics for every chapter come from Heirloom by sleeping at last!
worked really hard on this fic, hope u enjoy! (I personally have a bit of a hard time writing emotional stuff especially for side characters that didn’t get that much development but I did my best to stay in character and it was a fun exercise!)
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