Couldn't sleep last night and I was getting so upset that I decided to get back on Twitch. So here's the illustration I made during the stream 🫣
H-he's... Hum... Yeah... 🥵
Okay, well I'm done here byeeee ! 🏃♀️💨
Okay before I go, I'm so glad I got back into streaming. I think I'm finally getting out of my fear of being active on social media ! Finally... After 10 months or so 🥲 Just to say that I plan to do more art streams in the near future !! ☺️
based on the response to my last fic, i came up with a little sequel-type-thing. because *i* know that *i* certainly couldn't sit there and do nothing if someone said something about my precious grisham. enjoy :3
Summary: (slightly feral) reader gets carried off quite literally kicking and screaming by Grisham because somebody behind them said something mean about him :(
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Your fork clattered onto your plate mid-bite, as you heard what was said behind you. You glanced over at your boyfriend with a serious look on your face. You and Grisham were trying to have a nice date at a café, and you were, until someone sitting behind you just had to make some rude comment about him.
They couldn't have known what a mistake they had just made; the can of Wurmples that they had just opened.
Unfortunately, it wasn't uncommon for this sort of thing to happen, people whispering (or not even bothering to do that much) about all of their stupid prejudices about him. You weren't a particularly angry person most of the time, and you were just a little afraid of confrontation, but seeing the way that some people would treat him–knowing first-hand how sweet and caring he really was– it made your blood boil, without fail.
You exchanged looks with Grisham, your expression dead serious, his concerned. Neither of you had said anything aloud, but the silence still felt loud. It felt tense in a way neither of you liked.
A harsh sound came from your metal chair scraping against the pavement as you stood suddenly. Grisham reached across the table for your hand, silently pleading with you to leave it, to not do anything drastic. As normally persuasive as your boyfriend was, this just wasn't something you could agree to, you thought.
You gave him one last glare, as if to say "I'm gonna do something about it."
"Darling... please," Grisham finally broke the silence between you, making one last attempt to stop you.
You spun around on your heel, turning to find out which person had made the comment. Your fists were now balled up and shaking at your side, your nails digging into palms.
And just as you opened your mouth to begin your tirade, you felt your arms being quickly yet gently grabbed from behind you.
"Wha- hey! Lemme go! I need to–" you protested looking back to see that it was your boyfriend who had restrained you.
"I can't do that, darling, I know what you're going to do, and I cannot let it happen," Grisham expresses with worry.
"Yeah, I'm gonna kill them is what I'm gonna do–" you hissed, trying to pull yourself free from him. You were seeing red now, and more than just the red in the eyes of your beloved.
"No, you most certainly will not be doing that! Absolutely not!" Grisham reprimanded, hearing your threat. He suddenly picked you up off of your feet, putting you over his shoulder to make absolutely sure you wouldn't be making good on it. You began wiggling and thrashing in protest trying to get down.
"Nooooo! Put me down!! I must enact my retribution!!" you whined loudly as he held you.
"No, no retribution. We've talked about this before, darling..." Grisham reminded you, keeping you suspended without issue despite all of your squirming.
"IF THEY DON'T WANNA DIE THEN MAYBE THEY SHOULDN'T HAVE SAID ANYTHING!! UNHAND ME!" You shouted, seething. Most of the time Grisham would find your devotion and passion for him cute, but that was because most of the time it was harmless. You could also be (for lack of a better term) an absolutely feral little beast sometimes.
"No one is dying tonight. Calm down or I'll have to carry you home, right now," Grisham refuted firmly, somehow still keeping his voice relatively calm.
"NEVER!! GYARADOS USE HYP—" the end of your command was cut off when Grisham covered your mouth with his hand to stop you from finishing it. You'd managed to release your Gyarados at some point as it waited for your instructions.
"And absolutely no hyper beams either, darling. We're going home now," Grisham informed as he gave you another reprimanding look. He'd be a little more worried if he didn't know that your gyarados in particular thankfully didn't know hyper beam. It was just something you'd say when you'd wanted to scare to someone, which was quite successful, as the person who had started all of this was now staring at the two of you speechlessly, face paler than a litwick's wax.
Grisham managed to leave the payment for your meal on your table without putting you down, and then carry you off (all while you were still protesting).
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"Did all that shouting tire you out, darling?" Grisham questioned you teasingly after you had finally calmed down and quit all your yelling and thrashing. He slid you down from his shoulder to reposition you into his arms. You had a pouting expression on your face.
"You didn't need to do that..." you groaned quietly.
"I believe that I absolutely did..." he insisted, looking down at you with a stern expression.
"I don't like it when people say mean things about you..." you whined, trying to justify your actions. What you did wasn't your fault, they should've just kept their stupid mouth shut...
"I can tell, darling. But just for future reference, can you at least try to have just a bit more self-control, perhaps?" Grisham suggested, his expression softer now.
"Maybe..." you murmured, still with a pouting frown on your face.
You knew he wasn't really upset with you. He knew that you just wanted to defend him. It's just that you (and your mildly feral tendencies) worried him a bit. Ok, a little more than a little bit. Maybe you could dial it back some... But you'd never stop.
"Thank you, darling. Now will you smile for me? You're very cute when you're pouting, but you know how much I love it when you show me that adorable grin of yours," Grisham coaxed, pulling you up and giving you one of those soft forehead kisses that you loved. It made you let out a soft giggle as you began to grin in just the way he had described.
"There it is."
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my cutieeeeeeeessssssssss..... aaaaaaaaaa!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖 i love my sweet baby <3333 all the love 💖💖💖💖 (also i need forehead kissy. i need it more than air.) hope u all liked it 🙏🏻
Grisham only opening his eyes when he’s around you.
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It’s rare to see the red headed barista’s eyes. It’s even rarer to see it paired with a smile.
Grisham has gotten used to navigating the world while in the dark. Chronic eye stain plagued his life. Grisham’s glasses certainly helped ease the headaches but his eyes still occasionally felt sore after being open all day. Eventually, he decided to keep his eyes closed for most of his day.
Grisham’s routine at Cafe Nouveau quickly became muscle memory. Every drink order was able to be made while the man was in the dark. Thus, Grisham only ever see the world when aggravated or during battle.
Of course, that was before you came barreling into his life.
The churning of coffee beans was the first thing you heard as you approached the truck. An ember roast sat at the counter waiting for you. When you opened your wallet to pay, Grisham cut in to say that it’s on the house. Before you could protest, the drink was shoved into your hands. You couldn’t help but grin while your cheeks heated up. As you faced Grisham for thanks, you’re met with the warmth of his eyes.
Despite the soreness already making itself known, Grisham kept staring at you. The sight of you was something he wanted to commit to memory. And even if he had every expression of yours memorized, he’d still face headaches to see you in the flesh. After all, if he can’t have you, at least he’d be able to admire you from afar.
Headaches was but a small price to pay to see your happiness.
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I’ve been wondering how Grisham is able to walk while having his eyes closed. One thought led to another and this was born.
Okok I need to stop being a perfectionist and just go for it! This is a basic and WIP list!
My art commissions are open 😅🙏✨✨🍀
I’m offering:
•YCH (Your Character Here) couple portraits ($55*)
•fully customized couple commissions ($90+)
Will draw: ocs, canon, canon X canon, oc X oc, canon X oc, etcetc, pokemon
Won’t draw: minors, adult X minor, nsfw, gore, mechas, incest, (will add more to lists)
(I’ll make a proper TOS and link it in here soon; just want to get this sheet out there. ☺️🙏 Ty for the understanding. )
More commission info under cut: (subject to change and updates 😅🙏✨✨✨✨)
YCHs just show the base pose/composition - can change character expressions, height, clothes, gender, character, body types, etc. (within reason).
Examples of YCH:
First series of YCHs poses and their sketchy examples:
All commissions will be fully cel shaded (as all my previous commissions tagged with #my finished work ). Such as with @/wegotfoodathome ‘s lovely oc X Grisham commission and with @/vanillianbean ‘s lovely trainersona x Ivor art!
All commissions must give reference for characters commissioned. And right now, payment via PayPal invoice. (USD). ☺️ please feel free to DM me if interested for now. And I reserve the right to decline any requests.
*All commissions come with simple colour bgs for free. Dealers choice bgs are also free. More complex bgs will be charged $15 more. Additionally, if costumes are too intricate (ie armour for some reason) I reserve the right to charge $5 more on top of the commission price.
Process: Dm me with request, we chat and I sketch, if you like and accept the sketch, you pay me to finish to completion. Every stage (rough, linework, rough colour, cel shading, bg) I will send an update once able to. After sketch approved and linework are completed, the only changes allowed are minor adjustments (colour, missing details, etc). So make sure to tell me changes before the lineart is complete or I’ll have to charge for more time! ☺️🙏💕
These commissions are for non-commercial private use only, no commercial usage! If you plan to make money and license my art, 😅 we would need to talk frfr beforehand. Please do not distribute my ych poses anywhere without permission. (Trying to make a living!) No AI feeding! ☺️🙏 Thank you for the understanding and for yall support!
Mega hugs yalll 🥰🙏💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕 and please don’t force yourselves to commission me if yall don’t have the funds; I understand everyone has their own situations. 🥰🙏💕💕💕💕💕 we are all here to have a good time overall uwu and I appreciate yall even thinking about a commission from me!
Also if there are any questions or things I missed, please please feel free to tell me! 🥰🙏💕