What The Flip Dude

Y'all I drew this "instead of drawing """"real fanart""""" and got way carried away because rendering eyes is my absolute favorite

All this effort just to show my personal headcannons on what they look like with and without using their powers. (Zane gets robotic eyes regardless of form and they go icy when he's using his powers)

(Alt. Version + speedpaint under the cut)

Confess something you've thought about me on anon

but show me, show me, show me, show me something else…

(scene from “silly little love songs” by queerlittlespacecreature on ao3)

I would pay money to see this guys kinlist

sorry i can't hang out im being unwell about the au i and i alone know about sorry guys yeah theres only a 10% chance of it ever seeing sunlight sorry

Wearing Your (not) Boyfriend’s Clothes (Ishimondo Week 2024, Day Three)

Oooh, would you look at that, ANOTHER Ishimondo story??? What are the odds??

Ha. But here's day three's fic! It's a silly one today, very light and fluffy with just a hint of spice. ;-) It's to make up for yesterday's story... ha. It... doesn't quite fit the prompt "role swap" in the traditional sense, but this is where my mind went when I first saw the prompt, and I'm glad it did, ha. I really like this story and think it's super cute.

It also works for tomorrow's prompt (competition), so I decided to write a part two for that prompt. However, like I say in the notes of this fic, I don't know if I'll be posting tomorrow. I actually got an idea for Day 5, prompt "gift," and I've been busy writing that whenever I wasn't editing this. I took a break from writing to post this, but I want to go back to writing that fic when I have time, before I lose inspiration. But don't worry! I will eventually write part two to this one. Just... it may take a bit, depending on my energy and inspiration level, oof.

Also, fun fact: Because of how long the summary is, and the fact it's italicized, I literally cannot edit the fic without AO3 telling me that the "summary is too long" despite the fact that it let me post it in the first place. So... that's fun. 😅😅 Here's hoping I don't have to edit it... otherwise, bye bye italics I guess... Oof.

You can find the story here

Summary:

“Am I… am I having a stroke…? I’m having a stroke, aren’t I?” Leon asks, eyes wide as he looks at the rest of their classmates at their usual table, who are looking as confused and freaked out as he is. Mondo lets his eyes wander the room then, feeling both giddy and nervous when he sees that they’re currently the center of attention of the whole room. …  “I wouldn’t think so, Kuwata-san. It seems that the esteemed Ishimaru-san and Owada-san have simply decided to merge their beings together to create the ultimate symbol of hope. How wonderful,” the weirdo Nagito suddenly chimes in, cheery voice as grating as always. Mondo turns his glare to the weirdo, but doesn’t say anything, like he usually would. Sadly, while Mondo usually never hesitates to curse the fucker out whenever he’s being his creepy, weirdo self, Taka tends to ignore him, unless he’s breaking the rules. Which he usually isn’t, unfortunately. Being weird isn’t against the rules, Taka always claims.  But then— “Fuck off, Nagito,” Taka suddenly states boldly, a scowl on his face that is such a good imitation of Mondo’s usual scowl that he honestly can’t look away even if he wanted to. 

Summary:

a fic request by nonsense-at-2am on tumblr:

“(This is random lol but-) jay uses video games to cope with the events of skybound but it eventually just becomes unhealthy and eventually the other ninja help him get out of this"

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Jay is fine. He promises.

Ok, so that might not exactly be the truth, but he can't (and won't) tell anyone otherwise. After all, he'd hate to be a burden. So what if he can't sleep because of nightmares? So what if the thought of what happened a month ago makes him feel sick to his stomach? It's better if he just keeps it to himself. At least he has training in order to take his mind off of it!

At least, until he gets barred from doing so thanks to an accident.

When a late night talk with Kai prompts him to use video games as a way to satiate his need for a win, Jay completely misunderstands the point and gets trapped into using them as an unhealthy coping mechanism - and what's worse, he refuses to admit he's not ok. Will he give in and accept a helping hand from his family? or will he continue to bottle up his issues until he buckles under the pressure?

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AAAAAAAAAA IT’S FINALLY DONE! 

I’m honestly so proud of myself. I’ve always meant to start sharing my writing, but up until I started posting on Tumblr I never gathered the courage to do so. This was an absolutely incredible experience - I loved every second of writing this lol.

Shout out to the incredible @lovely-love-angel, who beta read this for me (and provided me with emotional support during the writing process lol). You’re so awesome, thank you!

I really hope you guys enjoy this! and @nonsense-at-2am, I hope this is to your liking.

Feel free to ask me anything if you have questions! I’d love to hear your thoughts. You can tell me what you thought of this chapter either here on Tumblr or over on ao3 - can’t wait to find out what you have to say!

Have a lovely day!

the funniest thing thats happened to me last year was when i was super stressed from a lot of stuff that was happening and just started sobbing, and my friend tried to comfort me by. by showing me a picture of jay walker. i seriously used to talk so much about him that my friend’s first reaction to seeing me sad was to show me a screenshot of him. and the worst part of the whole thing is that it fucking worked and i stopped crying. what is the power that this little lego man holds over me and how do i release myself from it

Why am I like this

im a picky eater but if you put a korma, rice and a naan in front of me? you bet your ass im getting in there with my fingers and ripping that naan to get as much korma and rice together and delicately dropping it into my mouth like it’s the last beautiful thing this earth has