something something art blog

my stupid art blog // sys

[sniickerdoodless]

hello i am the. artist. yah

im ren and i really just need a place to put all my art this is my5th blog help.

alao. system go brerrrrrrerrr

commissions for discord nitro/robux are open dm me on here for discord user so we can talk if interested

what is that over yonder OH MY GOD IT'S A LEMON

lots of traditional art during the school year cuz cannot use ipad at school for art

[kerokero-agere]

Fnf Agere flags Pt 2

(Nene: Lovecore CG

Darnell: Fire CG

Cassandra: Demon CG

Sunday: Sleepy CG edit

Ruv: Winter CG

Sarvente: Lovecore CG

Whitty: CG flag color picked from him

Lila/ Zardy: Spooky CG)

Sleepy CG flag by @sparklesagere

Spooky CG flag: @bunnelbaby

Winter, Lovecore, Demon, Fire flag edits by me.

[ur-fav-is-agere]

The Goat from Cult Of The Lamb

Is a newborn/religious trauma regressor!

[artzary]

little ! goat and cg ! lamb stimboard!

goat headcanons under cut! :] (CW for small mentions of d34th in the headcanons as well as spoilers for the game itself , read at your own risk ^^)

CREDITS !! x x x x x x x x x

The Goat was once a leader much like The Lamb, with a large following who truly believe in them. Instead of following Narinder, he followed Shamura, who was locked up instead of Narinder.

Shamura had injuries that they sustained in the void, which they eventually succumb to and passed away from, right before The Goat defeated Narinder to free them.

This left The Goat devastated, constantly screaming out in the middle of the night for their God.

Because of this, their cult crumbled, even after they defeated Narinder. They were alone.

But while wandering around one of the old areas the Bishops of their timeline once inhabited, they found the portal that lead to the timeline we know, The Lamb's timeline.

They took the opportunity that they had, and soon found them self living in the cult alongside The Lamb as one of the leaders.

~~

The Goat is a very loud regressor, tending to scream for attention.

They're mainly cared for by The Lamb or one of the reincarnated Bishops, mostly Shamura.

Sometimes, if they're feeling mischievous, The Goat will rip pages out of books, and cause overall chaos for the cult.

They've got a collection of gear, their favorite being a stuffed spider that they carry everywhere when they're little, once crying when it got torn on a crusade.

In the middle of the night, they'll wake from nightmares of their timeline, typically crying their eyes out. The Lamb is always right next to them, so they end up cuddling with them until they manage to fall asleep again.

The Goat tends to get fussy if they have to be cared for by cultists other than The Bishops, even if its rare, and tantrums even harder if they know the cultist.

They once accidentally called Shamura by a more parental term, and it's stuck ever since. The Goat also did the same for The Lamb once.

They like to go down to Pilgrim's Passage to fish with The Lamb, occasionally making them miss a fish or two by being loud and silly.

[artzary]

CAREGIVER KOKA THE STARGAZER Stimboard!

CREDITS! ✨ -~- 💫 -~- ✨ ☄ -~- 🐏 -~- ☄ ✨ -~- 💫 -~- ✨

Banner : here! Divider : here!

[sleepyrinister]

Hullo!!

Are you willing to do (platonic) x child! Readers or maybe x age regressor readers?

If yes i would like to request a parent! Artful x child! Reader (or just a reader who age regresses with a caregiver Artful, whichever is preferred) .. perhaps with him soothing y/n during a panic attack or meltdown ?

its perfectly fine if you don't want to do this.. i understand not everyone is comfy with writing child y/ns or understand age regression enough to write it :]

Regardless of whether or not u do the request, i hope you have a good day !! Remember to drink water, eat food and rest when needed :]

- 🩵🌟

CHILD, IT WILL GET BETTER. — ARTFUL + CHILD!READER

tags; fluff, comfort, might be ooc

author notes; hi anon!! i hope this is to your liking,, i'm not sure if i did artful right, but i just went with my gut,,

— There would be two situations where little you would have a meltdown.

— One, when Artful leaves the house for errands. He would bring you along usually, as he didn’t want to leave you alone unsupervised. However, this errand would be long, so he opted for a babysitter.

— However, you wouldn’t have it… You were scared and you always wanted to be with your father. When he only set a foot out of the door, he could already hear the whining cries from the living room.

— Once that happens, Artful would rush back into the house. He would try to comfort you for a bit by his magic— the ones that you would be enamored when you were just a little baby.

— Second, when you’re in public and you lose your dad… Somehow.

— You were just wandering around the bustling market, and you didn’t notice how your hand slips away from your father’s.

— Once you realize your father is nowhere to be seen, you try to find him through the bustling crowds.

— But everything was too much, all of a sudden. The chattering around you, yells of vendors selling, the people blurring left and right in your vision— you couldn’t take in anymore, and started to breathe heavily, crying.

— Lo and behold, you get swooped into your father’s arms, his face visibly panicked and worried. “Oh, thank goodness I found you!” — Artful would take you to a quiet place somewhere away from the active market, and soothe you, shushing and rocking you in his arms.

— He would have his little music box, playing it and giving it to you. Stray tears roll down your cheeks as you silently held the box, the music a healing force to you.

— Since then, he would always carry the music box with him if he brings you along—to distract you and keep you calm.

[thefoxcorner]

OH IM GEEKED okay… could i request killdroid w/ a mechanic reader? bonus if its just a little bit suggestive..

Killdroid x Mechanic!Reader: Repair and Requite

((EEEEE Alright I gotchu I gotchu.. Quick thing tho since the DoD wiki didn't exactly give me a very good idea of his personality he might be A BIT ooc, but that's genuinely just bc the wikis I found gave me NOTHING about his personality or anything.))

You had been a mechanic for the longest time as a sort of hobby turned job. First it started with teenage you fixing some toys or consoles for your friends then you took it a step higher, helping your neighbors with their cars and eventually making your own little automatons. You also, unfortunately, found yourself in a strange realm just like the other survivors or civilians trapped in whatever the hell this endless death loop is, and thus busied yourself with your contraptions and gizmos to keep yourself sane.

Flash forward a year or so into this whole debacle and you found yourself an unlikely rocky ally-ship with the Killdroid. He didn't speak much, at least not to you, only stating matters of fact and various scans or kills he'd gotten or picked up that day. You never minded it, and at one point regretfully enjoyed his company, which brings us to where you are now.

You tinkered and chipped away at a new project you'd been meaning to finish for a while since you've been busy making traps and fixing other such inventions at the request of the other civilians stuck in this hellscape with you. You were lost in thought, your mind swirling with ideas and questions that in the end always circled back to Killdroid. The realization made you shake your head. You couldn't REALLY be so fond of him as to...

[Y/N] Killdroids automated tone waved over you from behind, causing you to stiffen. It was like whatever twisted trickster gods ran this fucked up place just WANTED you to die of embarrassment rather than getting killed in various ways.

"Y-Yeah, Killdroid? What uh- what do you want?" You called back, not bothering to turn around as you heard him shuffle in and plop himself on your work-table.

[I AM BROKEN, AND IN NEED OF YOUR SERVICE.] He called back, tilting his head with a calm whirr as you turned around to see that he looked terrible. His left arm was dislocated and hanging off of the joint by the wires, his right hand was stripped of all outer casing leaving the endoskeletal clawed visage free for all to see, his chest was gashed, one of his shoulder launchers was missing, overall it looked like he got beaten with a bulldozer.

Your eyes widened in shock and slight worry as you ran over to him, grabbing a toolbox and kneeling down to begin working on his legs.

"Jeez, Killdroid did ya get in a fight with a steamroller what happened?" You laughed playfully, glancing up at where his face should be, being met back with the silent emotionless X pattern staring back down at you.

[THE CIVILIANS WERE MORE PREPARED FOR MY ATTACKS TODAY THAN I HAD INITIALLY ASSUMED.] He tilted his head again, headphones threatening to fall off from the motion. You nodded, making quick work of fixing his legs, since they seemed the least damaged. You got up and walked to a nearby cabinet, rummaging around haphazardly for any extra parts that could replace his missing shoulder launcher.

[YOU DO NOT NEED TO REPLACE THE ROCKET LAUNCHER. A SIMPLE REMOVAL OF THE BROKEN PIECES WILL SUFFICE.] He watched you intently, feeling his gaze bore into your back. Turning back around you wandered back to him, some sheet metal and paint in your hands instead.

Hours waged on as you tiredly fixed up Killdroid, sighing in a drowsy victory as you looked at him. He looked as normal as ever now, save for the missing launcher.

"Good as new, buddy." You yawned out, stretching and feeling your muscles relax, bones popping comfortably.

[THANK YOU, Y/N. I AM IN YOUR DEBT FOR THIS SERVICE.] He nodded to you, getting off the work table and walking over to you.

"Anytime, Killdroid." You opened your eyes to be met with Killdroid's featureless face staring down at you, causing your heart to race as you back up a bit instinctively. He stepped closer, head tilting again, much slower this time. Like a predator.

"Uhm... Buddy? Getting a little spooky there." Your shaky voice and higher tone made him pause for a moment, various motors whirring in place before he continued walking towards you.

[YOUR HEART RATE IS RISING.] He lowered his head, looking over your body. To say you were a bit scared was an understatement but you just couldn't bring yourself to run or fight back. Your back met the wall with a small thud, your shoulders tensing as Killdroid stalked up to you until you were eye-level with his chest. He looked down at you, a cold hand coming up under your chin to keep you from looking away.

[YOUR NEURAL SIGNALS ARE TELLING ME YOU ARE NOT AFRAID. YOU WANT THIS. DON'T YOU?] He backs up a bit to lower himself down to be eye-level with you, your heart rate slowing slightly as you weighed what he just said. You knew he was right, you DID want this. And part of you hated it.

You turned away from him, nodding rather sheepishly. Killdroid made a small humming noise in response, leaning over and hoisting you into his arms, causing a small yelp from you.

[GOOD. BECAUSE I TOO WOULD LIKE TO REMAIN WITH YOU.] He leaned down, pressing his forehead to yours gently, you assume it's his way of kissing you since he doesn't have a mouth so you reach your hand up to pull him closer, not even noticing him carrying you through your home up to your bedroom. He tosses you on the bed rather carelessly, quickly crawling over you to keep you from getting up.

You stared back at him in minor shock, feeling his cold hands slip under your shirt and tenderly grasp at your hips.

"Wait right now? I mean that's a bit forward- a-and do you even have a-" You were quickly cut off hearing a distorted laugh coming from Killdroid, jolting with a whine as he gripped your hips tighter.

[IF YOU DIDN'T WANT THIS. MY SENSORS WOULD HAVE TOLD ME BY NOW. I HAVE BEEN SCANNING YOUR NEURAL SIGNALS SINCE I CAME HERE. AND YES, I HAVE THE NECESSARY PARTS FOR THIS, ALTHOUGH ARTIFICIAL, I DOUBT YOU MIND MUCH.] His words rang with a correctness that made your cheeks flush with embarrassment and your rational sense spring with the hatred at the fact that he's right. Your thoughts are interrupted hearing a loud hiss coming from a panel on his crotch.

You were in for a long night indeed.

((Tee-hee get cliffhangered mfs /silly))

((No but srsly if you want me to continue this with some juicy smut I can certainly oblige it if asked! Hope you enjoyed the read!))

[0v3rgr0wn]

Reader: So you’re not related to them-?

MrDoomBringer: -For the last time.. no.

Pursuer, Avoider, and MeQuot: *Standing around in confusion.*

Reader:…Yeah, I still don’t believe you.

MrDoomBringer: Then yer blind..

(Based upon a friend when seeing them all have furred bodies in fanart-)

[bell-phighting]

Is there a chance you could do some tickle HCs with Pursuer from DoD? (Not forced, the amount of DoD tickle content is little to none and I'm STARVING)

💀🎶 “The Hunter’s Weakness”

Tickle Headcanons: Pursuer (Lee + Ler!)

🩶 General:

Pursuer is not the kind of guy you’d ever expect to have a ticklish bone in his body—he’s all menace and mystery, with that cold stare and eerie silence. But the moment someone dares test that theory? Surprise. He’s ridiculously sensitive.

He’s never really been touched in a friendly way before, so even the gentlest contact makes his whole body jolt like it’s an electric shock.

He doesn’t even recognize what’s happening at first. His instincts scream “danger!” but then his brain catches up like: “Wait. That… doesn’t hurt?? Why is it… weirdly funny??”

If he ever laughs, it’s this low, rumbling, broken kind of sound—half wheeze, half startled chuckle. He’s not used to it at all. And when he laughs properly? Oh, it’s rare—raspy and rough around the edges, but real.

👣 Lee!Pursuer

(“W-wait—what is this—?! Stop—pffHAHAHA—!!”)

The element of surprise works both ways. He’s a stealth specialist, so being caught off guard makes him lose all composure. Someone managing to sneak up on him—only to poke his ribs? Yeah, that’s his villain origin story.

His ribs are the worst. He tenses instantly when touched there, like his body doesn’t know if it’s supposed to fight or flee or just laugh itself out of existence.

He’s also weirdly ticklish under his arms and across his back, especially right under his shoulder blades. All those muscles used for sprinting and hunting? Sensitive.

When he’s flustered, he tries to go invisible out of instinct—but his laughter always gives him away. Just random bursts of “HhhHH-hAHAHA—!” echoing from the empty air. Everyone can still hear him thrashing around.

He growls through giggles like, “Yohohou’re gohon’ to regret—PFFhaha—stAHahp!!” but he never actually fights back that hard. It’s all bark, no bite—his predator pride can’t handle admitting he’s too ticklish to retaliate.

Afterward, he just glares at whoever did it, cheeks faintly flushed (or as flushed as they can be on his rocky texture). “...You tell anyone about this, and I’ll throw your harmonica in the lake.”

💨 Ler!Pursuer

(“You scream louder than the ones I hunt. Impressive.”)

OHHH now this is where he thrives. Pursuer is a terrifying ler—low growly laughter, slow stalking footsteps, and that perfectly timed silence before he strikes.

He’ll use his invisibility just to mess with you—sneaking behind you, letting his cold breath tickle your neck before whispering: “...found you.” Cue chaotic shrieks and flailing.

He’s not mean about it though—he’s more of a primal tease. Growls softly when you squirm, playfully pins you down, and gives these deep, rumbling chuckles like he’s amused by how jumpy you are.

His claws are surprisingly gentle—he’s careful, surprisingly so. Light tracing down your sides or curling fingertips along your stomach, testing what gets the loudest reaction.

“Ahh. There. You laugh there.” (he sounds so proud of himself, it’s cute and scary at once.)

If you try to run? He lets you—for five seconds. Then there’s that eerie sound of a harmonica echoing through the dark, and you know he’s coming for you again.

[151stims]

#0007-#0009 squirtle - blastoise !

x/x/x x/x/x x/x/x

[banana-dogboy]

🎀 Caregiver Sylveon Things 💌

🩷 Sylveon calming down their little by wrapping their ribbons around them

💖 Sylveon finding it adorable when their little wears bows to look like them

💗 Sylveon using their ribbons to gently stroke their littles hair

💘 Sylveon knowing when their little is feeling down without saying anything by sensing their emotions

🩷 Sylveon gentling cooing their little to sleep, as their little strokes their fur

💖 Sylveon who loves playing dress up with their little and lets them be as creative as they want

💗 Sylveon who walks with their little with their ribbons wrapped around their arm to keep them calm

💘 Sylveon who loves going on picnics with their little, especially in cute flowery meadows

[digialz]

Pokémon Trainer Caregiver!

Caregivers that take care of a pokémon regressor, that are a fictionkin of a trainer,identify with a trainer,have a special interest or any other reason! Its up to the person to decide why!

Pokémon Trainer regressor!

Regressors that are a fictionkin of a trainer,identify with a trainer,have a special interest or any other reason! Its up to the person to decide why!

both based on this post by @bunnelbaby

[playroom-sekaii]

Pokémon Scarlet and Violet, based as ever, say agere is valid and cool

[smolsuper-hero]

I wonder how age regression would work in Pokémon. I imagine a trainer's Pokémon would notice and would try to protect them. Notably psychic types and Lucario since they can sense that something's up. Like, imagine you have a Lucario, and it comes up to you with berries because you're regressed and hungry. That's adorable.

[puppythinksbig]

Pokémon as caregivers is one of the sweetest things ever to me,, like these creatures that already love their trainer trying so hard to be there for them even if they don't quite understand what's going on at first and then when they do know about their regression, doing their best to take care of them!!

(Dividers by saradika-graphics!)

[sunshine-puppy-bug]

Alder Caregiver Headcanons for anon!

• Good news, you’re hiking now

• Bad news, this never stops

• Alright not true, it stops frequently, whenever you need to in fact. Whether you’re walking with him long term or just someone who joins him on occasion he’s always happy to take a break when you need it.

• He’ll frequently camp under the stars or spend the night in a pokemon center, more than happy to make a meal for you and your pokemon when he does.

• The food isn’t always good necessarily, but it’s made with love and that helps more than words can say.

• You have your own walking stick that he helped you to find, it’s got a cord around the “handle” that’s decorated in beads and charms he’s gotten or made for you.

• What really shines is the conversation, whether you’re a babbler, a talker, or nonverbal he’s going to talk your ear off.

• Stories of his time as champion, legends of the region, wisdom and advice, all of the above and more.

• It’s his favorite thing in the world if you laugh at his funnier stories.

• A close second is watching you show kindness to the world around you, whether that’s helping a pokemon, being good natured after a battle, or just offering a stranger a compliment.

• Bouffalant loves you too of course, enough to let you use its fur as a pillow when you doze off, this is something even Alder isn’t allowed to touch unless absolutely necessary.

• Speaking of pokemon the two of you are pausing to pet or battle every single one you can. Yes even the fat little pidove.

• If you don’t have a pokemon of your own he will help you to catch one and show you how to care for it, if you’ve got one [or more!] already he’s helping you care for them extra good while you’re so small.

[milotkls]

hi hi hello

I've noticed that sfawtde is on your fandom list and I wanted to ask if you'd be able to draw something with lee!Avery and ler!derlord? they are constantly on my mind and there's just not enough tkl content with them out there!! OF COURSE NO PRESSURE!!

anyways I also wanted to say that I love all your phm stuff and your posts always make my day better !! hope you're having a good day!!

THERES NEVER ENOUGH SFAWTDE TKL CONTENT!!