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Reading the Haruhi Suzumiya light novels and god the artwork is amazing
A daily fight
Constant struggle
For a prize that shouldn't be contained
A witch that belongs in a birdcage
Impaled and living a constant hell
For what?
A terrible cycle
Continuing the burden of pain
Bringing others to get harmed?
...
There's a new light
A breath of fresh air
A change
A choice
A revolution
Just need to grasp
The hand
Take the
First step.
Not alone anymore
No longer have to be in pain.
"Everyone has a reason to be saved, don't you agree?"
"I dunno, kid, I think some people deserve to be dead where they stand."
The smaller skeleton took a few steps back, staring up at those inky black voidlike eyes that seemed to swallow him whole. A hand with a hole in it reached out to him, something shiny sparkling in- it... couldn't be. How did he...
...
"Would you reach out to anyone that would ask for your help, kiddo?"
"Yep! I don't understand why humans call you guys the monsters, you're all so kind."
"Heh. You're gonna get yourself killed one day."
Fear spiked up fast and hard as he stared at it. That... determination. No... no... NO! He lunged at taller skeleton- the monstrous skeleton. Smaller hands reaching to the larger ones to get the shiny starlike object-
"SANS, WAIT!"
There was a high pitched shout and a lanky arm with an orange glove reaching out-
Then a near silent POP before it was just him and the taller skeleton in a blank space with screens circling around, showing the smaller one in multiple frames of his life.
"She really loves you, I hope you know that."
"She loves you too- everyone loves you, Sans."
"...they wouldn't if they knew better."
"Welcome to the space in between, son."
Flug stared at the broken window of the hat plane as he staggered to his feet while looking bruised and broken himself. A weak man that doesn't appear to serve much purpose to anyone. Oh, all the times that he's been pushed down or had his bones removed and rearranged, all the sadistic ways his boss would hurt him just for his enjoyment. The scientist would escape, if he could.
If, being the key word. If he was allowed. If he could get away. If... he could end it all today.
But no. No, he's not allowed. Perhaps Demencia or 5.0.5 could escape and run without much backlash. But him? The scientist? The weakling who constantly screws up? No. Black Hat would hunt him down, if Flug could even get that far.
He's not allowed.
The scientist sighed shakily as he turned his head to look at Demencia and 5.0.5, his goggles weren't transparent so his expression was hard to read. He walked closer to the lizard and bear slowly before crouching down in front of them in silence.
5.0.5 made a soft confused noise while tilting his head, the flower had taken a beating when they crashed and the fluffy blue bear had ended up on the floor face down. While Demencia was covered in bruises and scratches, she looked nearly half dead from the loss they had faced while fighting their target. The target that had gotten away and left a corpse behind- the body of their client. Flug wasn't stupid. Black Hat might just murder them for this.
...
Or just the scientist. The other two could run and hide, the eldritch would eventually run out of steam by torturing him over and over again. He wouldn't let him die, not like he'd let the two in front of him die.
He lowered his head before looking at 5.0.5, "Get Demencia and go as far as possible, Panchocito, please." Flug's voice was flat and serious, his eyes closed as he accepted his fate.
He could hear the bear try to argue but Flug simply stumbled and straightened himself up, turning his back towards them. He went to walk out of the plane but some hairy caught him, stopping him in his tracks- Demencia. "What the HELL do you mean RUN?! You know we can't do that, nerd! I wouldn't run from-"
"...Demencia." The scientist interrupted her, not turning to face her, staying where he was, "Do you know why he keeps me around despite my failures and weaknesses?" He questioned, the foot that was lifted fell back to the floor next to his other.
"Huh? What kind of-"
She was interrupted once more but now Flug turned just enough for one eye to be staring at her, his pupil showing but his expression remaining a mystery, "Because I know his weakness and have used it against him before." His eyelid lowered a bit and his eyebrow furrowed.
There was no sound that came from the lizard now, no longer struggling against the bear. She just stared at him dumbfounded- he could tell she wanted to laugh but the expression on his face stopped her.
He didn't let her catch her thoughts. He pressed a button on the dashboard of the plane and both the bear and lizard suddenly vanished- a teleport feature that would send them to where the eldritch wouldn't find them.
Flug wouldn't let them get killed for this.
"You've played the hero or even just the helpless bystander for years." A gloved clawed hand trailed over the scientist's shoulder from behind, a sharp toothed grin was right next to his scarred ear, "But we both know that's not who you truly are. Not when you can be just like me whether you like it or not~" The demonic voice hissed melodically before Black Hat disappeared and reappeared within the crashed airplane.
Flug turned quickly around, glaring at the eldritch grinning like a cheshire cat with a ray gun in hand, "I'm nothing like you." He stated with a low growl, sounding offended by the statement.
There was a deep, dark laughter as the eldritch vanished into thin air, leaving behind corpses of passages that were once on the plane and changed Flug's out fit to one of an airplane pilot's uniform, "Nothing?" There was a loud snap and the plane began filling up with a familiar gas. The scientist quickly placed a mask on nose and mouth- he knew this gas it was...
"Oh, my dear scientist. My sadistic scientist~" Black Hat's voice purred behind Flug's ears once more, "You're cold, calculated- you could be my mirror image if given the right tools. Everything I am..."
Things were going so well for the pirate- the sea was calm, he didn't have to have Toomp attack any misbehaving crew members and no other pirates were trying to mess with them so far. Things were going so well.
Then this rich snob had to become his next target- an idiot with a television in place of his actual head. This rich fucking snob that acted like he own his damned ship instead of the actual pirate captain that captured him! It almost felt like he was just TRYING to test the pirate's quickly waning patience everyday.
He's come close to doing more than just tying the bastard up or putting him in a barrel very often. But everytime his temper got to that point, the boxheaded idiot does something that catches the pirate's action, something that makes him burst out in laughter at the snob's misfortune. It smolders enough of the fire that the captain decides that the snob was worth not broken yet.
More and more time they spent together made things muddled in the robot's head- he almost didn't want to give up the dumb cyborg up despite the reward money. And this stupid fucking heat in his face really should go away!
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Just a quickie based on @docmordred's pirate AU
this is so sweet.. i love it you've portrayed them really good here! i like how you made the implication that mr wpnz puts mr puzzles in a barrel on regular basis LMAO thats 100% canon i fear
i can see mr puzzles pressing mr wpnz's buttons on purpose just to annoy him but only for mr wpnz to end up falling for him. the irony
thank you so much for writing this! i appreciate it a lot
Be afraid. I normally write longer one shots- i'm just doing quick ones right now to keep from getting writer's block lol
Things were going so well for the pirate- the sea was calm, he didn't have to have Toomp attack any misbehaving crew members and no other pirates were trying to mess with them so far. Things were going so well.
Then this rich snob had to become his next target- an idiot with a television in place of his actual head. This rich fucking snob that acted like he owned his damned ship instead of the actual pirate captain that captured him! It almost felt like he was just TRYING to test the pirate's quickly waning patience everyday.
He's come close to doing more than just tying the bastard up or putting him in a barrel very often. But everytime his temper got to that point, the boxheaded idiot does something that catches the pirate's attention, something that makes him burst out in laughter at the snob's misfortune. It smolders enough of the fire that the captain decides that the snob was worth not broken yet.
More and more time they spent together made things muddled in the robot's head- he almost didn't want to give up the dumb cyborg up despite the reward money. And this stupid fucking heat in his face really should go away!
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Just a quickie based on @docmordred's pirate AU
Meggy sat on the couch in her apartment, her head tilted back enough so she could stare at the ceiling. She watched the fan blades as the spun- her mind kept replaying the events of when she and her friends fought with Mr. Puzzles against WPNZ. Something she realized pretty quickly was that Puzzles... believed he would die during that battle. Which he potentially did but not in the way he expected- he was willing to let WPNZ kill him just to apologize.
It worked too. WPNZ saw the same thing as well and that willingness from Puzzles was what caused him to stop. She couldn't help but give a tiny sad smile as she remembered her ink being blocked by Puzzles when it was aimed at WPNZ and how he stopped anyone who tried to help him- 'Will surrender un-tear what's been torn?' Well.... she supposed that he got his answer.
"...proud of you, Puzzles." She looked down at the ground as she wiped her eyes before the tear that was threatening to come out could, "I... hope you're still alive out there... you proved you changed- I wish I could give you another chance to be my friend..." She let out a sigh as she brought a knee up to her chest and hugged it.
Been working on an AU fic 👀
✧Mr. Puzzles🧩
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Cotl AU ‼️‼️ I got inspired by an artwork I did for Puzzles Week! I really liked the concept of WPNZ and Puzzles taking the roles of the Lamb/Goat! ^_^
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There was excitement in the gunfire and in the blood that pooled to the ground as he did his jobs. A chaos that he craved for- what he was designed for by a company that used and abused him. He never believed there could be more than this life... until he saw her. Saw them. The family he could've had if he didn't fuck up in the past and hurt them more than he could reasonably apologize for.
He found it again- someone who could challenge the belief that could only be fighting and harm. At least... that's what he thought. Until he was betrayed and hurt, feeling so dumb for believing there was anything there. When there was nothing between them. Why did he even give himself the chance to be vulnerable again?
He could have killed him. Blasted him straight through that fucking stupid box head of his... but he didn't. He didn't do it. He didn't want to. Scared to. Scared to lose the one person who was willing to come back to him despite knowing how much he just wanted him dead. It was so stupid.
...
But he also didn't want to give up the chance. He couldn't.
He offered his hand, offered his friendship to him again. Hoping he wouldn't regret it this time.
Something I feel like I don't see enough of in fanfiction is how Puzzles is *manipulative* and *commanding*. There is a reason he became a high threat towards the SMG4 crew and was even able to get WPNZ and Toomp to follow along with his plan so well- he has *charisma* that gets people to want to listen to him. At least until he shows his true colors.
While WPNZ is really just the type of guy that, I think, wants to just follow orders and get things done. I feel like he's afraid to think things through himself since it could lead to attachment that he craves but is afraid to have since that often just leads to getting hurt. But... he can't stop himself from falling into the pit of actually caring to the point of ending up vulnerable.
We need more about his past and see how different he could be with different people.
So, here's a bit more of my analysis on WPNZ and his personality per person he's around:
With Karen: He's actually a bit flirty but flighty and aggressive
With Puzzles: Far more casual and caring in the beginning then actually showed genuine hurt and anger when betrayed. But truly did seem to want to forgive Puzzles after seeing what he'd do for him.
The cat kids: Trying to be a father but a little aggressive in his parenting style. Shows more regret after they abandoned him.
Toomp: Fucking cutesty wootsy lol Plus genuinely trying to be a good friend to him
Something I feel like I don't see enough of in fanfiction is how Puzzles is *manipulative* and *commanding*. There is a reason he became a high threat towards the SMG4 crew and was even able to get WPNZ and Toomp to follow along with his plan so well- he has *charisma* that gets people to want to listen to him. At least until he shows his true colors.
While WPNZ is really just the type of guy that, I think, wants to just follow orders and get things done. I feel like he's afraid to think things through himself since it could lead to attachment that he craves but is afraid to have since that often just leads to getting hurt. But... he can't stop himself from falling into the pit of actually caring to the point of ending up vulnerable.
Cast One Out For You
From the water where I am wading in I can watch the silhouette of your kayak gently float along the water with you holding your fishing rod as you wait for a bite. Such a peaceful moment during a simple day that could be found in any family but the normalcy of such an activity never really meant much to us- all we ever cared about was the time we spent together. We wouldn’t always catch fish, and even if we did, they weren’t always keepers- but we never cared, we were still together with the breeze sending the smell of saltwater to our noses and the serene sound of waves hitting rocks and seagulls squawking as they dive down to try to steal some food or shrimp used as bait.
Each time I cast my line, a new memory comes up in my mind as I space out while I await for a tug. From the time when I was around ten or eleven where you took me down to my uncle’s ranch tank to have me try fishing for the first time and you, my uncle and your friend all having to dive into the water when I caught a catfish that was far too big and heavy for my small stature to reel in by myself. You were so proud of me, making sure that I showed it off to mom and Travis despite how neither of them really cared for our activity but both you and I had the biggest and goofiest grins on our faces. I feel a tug on my line and I’m back in the present day, fighting with a fish to get it out of the water. I see a large flounder on the hook, I can tell it’s a keeper so I have tied it up in the water so it can live until we’re done.
I cast out again and again a new memory surfaces in my mind. I was on top of a rock with my rod held tight in my hands as I kept my eyes on the little orange bobber in the water, waiting for a fish to bite. I heard a shout in the distance, “HEY! ARE YOU ALRIGHT?!” A man shouted, his eyes were looking towards the water. I first thought he’s shouting at me so I waved him off initially but he shook his head and pointed towards where you were fishing- your kayak had been completely overturned and you’re floating in the water looking shocked. I froze in shock for a moment before I noticed two porpoises swimming away from the mess they made before a laugh came out of my mouth as I watched you start to swim your way back towards the shore. I returned to the shore so I can check on you once you make it back but I sighed in relief as I watched a rescue boat get you out of the water and bring you back to me safely. I know you were still a bit freaked out after what happened but I wasn’t able to tease you a bit and laugh at the entire situation. I remember you gave an annoyed smile but I could tell you were just happy to be safe. Another tug on my line brings me back to the present, I reel in a black drum that I use a fish ruler to check the size of to make sure it’s the right size to keep before placing it in the water with the flounder. I looked up to see that you were leaning back in your kayak, drinking some water and I can’t help but smile and hold up a peace sign to show you how content I was. I don’t even know if you even saw it but I didn’t mind much. I knew you were at peace and that was all that mattered to me.
I knew this would probably be one of the last few times I could ever fish with you again, your cancer was progressing more and more each year- it crushed me to know you would be gone soon but at the very least, I had these memories. I will make sure to hold them and you in my heart always. Even if I never saw you again, I know if I look into the distance I’d see your kayak once more.
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A micro memoir I wrote for a creative writing class about a time my dad and I went fishing. I'm proud of this.
Here and there
Up and down
Who knows where life goes next?
A maze of indecisions
Choices abound
Things change on the fly
It's enough to make a head spin!
Fall and get up
Hit every obstacle
Is there any end
Or will the light just never come?
Never know what to find
Can't see in the dark
Best hope for a light source
It's a dark, dank cave.
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