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beifong family has been on my mind ...
toph taking the kids to air temple island for the evening
lil 6 year old lin, scrapped knees, just learning to bend — picking up any and every pebble, backpack full of books and random street treasures
year-ish old suyin with fat lil baby arms and legs, hair in two tiny baby buns
been thinking about them so much i didnt even use a reference image for this
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Super rough. Working on fundamentals lately. Will hopefully come back to this sooner rather than later. Have a bunch other scenes to accompany this.
Things Beyond Mistake
very quick and rough doodle cuz ive had this scene stuck in my head for weeks now so i hope that drawing it will help me... lol
I wrote orv fanfic instead of studying for my final exam yayyyy
Description:
Kim Dokja, adopted son of Hades and Persephone, and an official Demon King, is on the run from his own parents... and the entire underworld.
They mostly let him play, but if he slips up then it's back to the underworld with him. Join him and his adventures in the Empire, whose prince is extremely handsome and popular, and also incredibly irritated at the magic wielding pretty-boy that is stirring up trouble with his very presence. Traveling scholar his ass, this guy is just a pain in one! And why is everyone that joins his group incredibly loyal?
Kim Dokja, adopted son, might have accidentally started adopting some children of his own. Now he's starting to get worried he won't be able to go anywhere without these people following his every move.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I'm going insane from sleep deprivation
Don't read this if you expect yjh to be there. He's for a later chapter. First we need a set up.
Farts
Hi everyone! Axolotl here! Man.. this last month has really kicked our butts. Don’t have much in the sense of digital art. But we do have our drawings done on paper! We are working on transferring them all into a digital format. Hopefully soon we will have color versions of all our characters! I’m definitely looking forward to playing with colors! In the meantime please enjoy one of our paper drawings. Derek in one of his demon forms.
Imagine staring at Johnny. Not checking him out or anything, but just looking at him. Taking him in. He doesn’t know how to deal with it and tries to snark off to get a reaction out of you only for you to respond in the way he didn’t expect.
A/N: Fixed the mistakes. Sorta. My first try at Johnny Silverhand x V and probably more to come if this game continues to jack into my time as it does now. Enjoy~
“What?” He starts.
You simply shrugged. “Nothing.” It was your typical answer. Some time has gone by since the parasitic hologhost rented out the space in your head. You two have been through at lot. A lot of hard times. Hell, he even tried to kill you through half of them. But now, you’re something along the fine line of “partners” if either of y’all can call yourselves as much.
Johnny, he’s used to people staring at him when he was alive. He was a legend, women and men lusted after him all the time. However, the way you were looking at him was something different. It wasn’t lust, he was able to differentiate the myriad of emotions you have had given how long he’s been living in your head. Lately, you’ve been seeing him in a different light, a light that he couldn’t put a finger on and it made him feel odd. It made him feel like you were redefining his place. But where? With this role you two were handcuffed together in against Arasaka? With you?
What bugged him was that the feeling you were having, he was feeling it too. And he doesn’t know if it was emanating from you or if it is an entirely different entity growing inside him. Or in his data, whatever. The more time he’s spent with you though, the harder it was to deny that it was the latter. Instead of calling it out however, as he normally would- he deals with it the only other way he knows how.
Johnny crosses his arms and looks at you straight beneath his tinted lenses before purposefully lowering his gaze to himself.
“My cock is down here, Samurai.”
Silence.
Suddenly you started busting out laughing. A sound of sheer joy and delight, he didn’t expect such risibility from you. He more thought that you would finally look away or tell him to fuck off, hoped for it even as your irritation would have been easier to take. But no. You stunned him by laughing. Johnny doesn’t think he’s heard you so...happy before. And he, of all people trying purposefully to be an asshole, was the cause.
Damned if he would ever say it out loud, he rather liked your laugh- and didn’t mind you looking at him so much anymore if this is what he would get out of you. Now the roles are reversed, he’s looking at you now. Taking you in, only you don’t notice. Still too busy laughing.
Before he knows it, he’s laughing too.
An old Shadow of the Colossus rough painting I just remembered I had!
