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Lance 💕 I love my fictional husbands

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Me rn

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I have been writing a fanfic about Toji, but him as a teen. I was keeping it hidden, but I thought it might be fine if I share this. 

It’s a slice of life work, wholesome and made for anyone who is coping with the pain and loss of one of your beloved jjk character, cuz we know, Toji and others deserved better. I hope you enjoy it. <3

"Who knew that a big house could be so lonely, and only one person could brighten up the whole space?" This were words told by the Sato's Houskeeper.

Young Toji finds happiness away from his horrible family, in the arms of another family, who accepts him for who he is.

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I created a story with OC and I am giggling my feet. 🥹

Not sure how I should start writing the story, but I sure started sketching my main characters. 🥹

Yes, its a fantasy story.

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Late night doodles Lance x Farmer.

Yes. Lance is clingy. 🥹👉👈💕💕💕

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Evening drawing black cats cuz I dreamt with one and writing fanfic. I'm healing.

Oh, and I might just transform this Tumblr blog into a small diary, instead of just posting Lance content. I need a space to share my silly obsessions and hobbies, and this might just be the place. Even if my audience are just ghosts. 💕

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Aaah, I wanted to do this fanart for so long. I just improved my drawing, so I finally tried it out.

Backstory:

Haruko commissioned a painter to portrait her family because she wanted to save those moments forever. She knew she wouldn't live as long as Sukuna, so she wanted to leave him some evidence of the precious time they had together as a family, because she knew he would block it away from his memory.

On Sukuna's lap are the twins, Kentaro and Michiko. Michiko has Sukuna's hair but Haruko's eyes, and Kentaro has Harukos hair but Sukuna's eyes (he still has adorable cute baby eyes there, but by deeper look, it resembled Sukunas). They are almost 2 years old. Haruko is holding baby Kyo in her arms.

Deep down, she wanted him to wear a nice Kimono for the portrait, but decided to let him wear what he wanted, since it clearly shows that he wasn't really in the mood to pose for the portrait.

Those are only 3 kids of the 7 children they had.

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Gaaah I did it! After days of struggling learning shadow and lighting. 🐥

I finished my hot man. 💕

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Okaaaay okaaayyy I just kinda finalized the lineart of shirtless Lance , I just wanted to share it with youuu Its my first time doing this kind of art (thirst fanart) so I'm still learning. heehehehe I hope you enjoy it!

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Waking up from deep sleep to work on another fan art of Lance, but this time of him alone.

Will I make it?

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Having courage to post one sketch of Sukuna with my OC. Heian era sweathearts.

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Summary: In a world where silence often says more than words ever could, a scent can weave its own kind of magic. On the breathtaking peaks of Ginger Island, an unexpected encounter between a combat mage and a humble farmer ignites more than just surprise; it stirs something deep and ancient within them. As the seasons roll on, their lives intertwine in subtle ways that neither fully comprehends. There are no grand declarations or promises made, just the gentle, persistent pull of a connection they can’t quite put into words. It’s a tale of quiet yearning, unspoken bonds, and the invisible thread that links their lives together long before they even realize it.

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎 𝚂𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕

Long before any confessions were exchanged, before words could even begin to express their longing, Lance first caught a whiff of something unusual on the windswept ridge of Mount Kohldur. The summit was eerily quiet, save for the gentle rustle of grass and the soft creak of his boots against the volcanic stone. He had stood there countless times before, alone and watchful, bearing the weight of the world between missions. The air was always crisp and clean, tinged with the altitude and ash and kissed by the distant breath of the ocean. But on that particular day, something felt different.

It arrived with a single gust. Almost like a figment of his imagination. A hint of wild honeysuckle, warm and golden, drifting in from a place where no flower should have dared to bloom. Intertwined with it was something deeper, reminiscent of crushed wildberries underfoot or the sticky residue of summer jam on fingers that had stolen a taste. The scent felt out of place in this harsh realm of fire and stone. It didn’t belong, yet it wrapped itself around the folds of his cape and nestled in the quiet corners of his mind, refusing to let go.

He turned instinctively. The only other person nearby was the farmer who had just hurled a bomb at him moments earlier. Rosemary, that’s her name. A name that Marlon had mentioned with a certain respect. She had mistaken him for a monster, of course, her instincts sharp and not entirely off the mark. He had seen a flicker of shock in her eyes, followed by an apology, and then laughter, which he had brushed off with a casual wave. But something about that moment dug deep into him.

Continue reading the rest here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64899766/chapters/166815052

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After months of procrastination and nervousness, I finally finished a fanart that was dusting in my csp folder.

(Im still learning how to shadow/highlight)

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I shall fulfill your dreams <3

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Perhaps you are just standing next to my family?!

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Im curious to know how would Lance would react to and say about the risgeside villagers like Freddie and Lola, Jio and Daia and the other magical characters! <3

Sure thing :3

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When Lance spots Lola and Freddie walking peacefully through the Ridgeside Village main square, he will greet them politely and bow to them as a sign of respect for elders. The two old couple will stop and chat a bit with the young adventurer, not missing the opportunity to reminisce about their youth and offer a couple pieces of advice. All three are smiling and the atmosphere is relaxed. At least because Lance is smart enough not to ask too many questions. He knows perfectly well who is in front of him. And while Lance knows that these old couple are retired adventurer-assassins who wish no harm to anyone, they could kill him in a heartbeat with the flick of a finger. He admires this and is a little tense about it. But everyone parted on a good note, as Lance is a well-mannered young man, and Lola and Freddy always welcome kind youth.

Lance swears that if Isaac and Jio were placed side by side, the adventurer would have the audacity to say they were twins. Not in appearance, but in their murderous stare, resting bitch face, anti-social behavior, and even their posture. Only the pink-haired man wanted to ask the living elf (a living elf!) a few questions, as immediately got in his face the phrases "You don't belong here" and "Why are you still here?". Yoba almighty... The elf's temper is worse than Isaac's. It's like Lance is talking to an obnoxious child... The fact that Lance is a mage and adventurer added fuel to the fire, because Jio doesn't want the bigwigs at the Ministry to find out about the cult. Lance decides to back off to avoid a fight. There's no point in spilling blood.

Before Lance could step back, he heard a slightly squeaky "Kiwi stab you! Intruder!" and turned around to see... junimo coming toward him. Hmm, a strange junimo that didn't emanate forest magic... Jio managed to teleport between Kiwi and Lance. "Jio must not stop Kiwi from stabbing the impostor!" Kiwi is junimo's name, huh? Interesting. But that was something to think about another time. So Lance decided to left Ridge immediately, while Kiwi is trying her best to prove to Jio that they "should chase down the pink man and stab him with knifes!"

And just when the adventurer thought the rest of his day would go smoothly, Daia appeared out of nowhere, showering the slightly tired Lance with more compliments and ambiguous hints. On another day he might have played along, or even counterattacked the insistent lady with flirting, but he's already a little tired. Especially since he senses the same aura as he did from the elf with junimo, and her clothes immediately tell him that this is another cult member. Daia has already had enough of playing with Lance and before she teleported away, without removing her smile, she threatened him that if any of her members were injured, she would destroy him. Lance assured her that he didn't want to hurt anyone, so the two parted on a more or less good note. Although, after her hints, Lance had a feeling- Well, he doesn't have to think about it, because he's well-mannered.

Belinda and Raeriyala couldn't help but notice magical aura emanating from the newcomer, and they remembered Farmer's words that this pink haired man could be trusted. Rae wanted to remain secretive, but Belinda was too curious, and was not afraid of Lance at all: she could stand up for herself, plus her loyal followers were always on guard. The spirit appeared before Lance too abruptly, forcing the adventurer to grasp the hilt of his sword. Just as Belinda was about to scare him some more, her beloved Raeriyala scolded Bel for her rudeness and apologized to Lance. They can see that he has a kind aura, and if he makes a promise to remain silent about them, they can answer a couple of his questions.

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<3

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I made Lance a magic study room! :3

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Krobus is enjoying the new waterfalls...

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Ah 😍😍