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Twin brother reveal! 🎪🔪

They both still don’t have names so I’m gonna call them pink and blue for now lol

Here’s pink without the background ⬇️

And yes they both Roblox avatars that I made

Hey! I’m Thanatos, a guy who likes drawing!

This is my FANART BLOG, meaning I will post art pertaining to my fandoms!

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i think this is the first thing ive posted that isnt fanart

Hey... So I've been a bit unmotivated to draw last week but I am working on something.

So for now have this... Thing...? ;-;

// A Little Comic with Essential Information about my AU! //

|| In my defense ||

1) I had to use gacha because it would be a torture to do this on a draw (And Idk how to draw well-)

2) I already had the ocs done there

((P.S: I'll be adding more stuff about all the characters and the story of the AU! But please be patient with me!))

((P.S.S: I am very clear that my protagonist would hit me badly for everything I put her through-))

{Bonus Meme from my own original story!}

Edit: ((P.S.S.S: The AU focuses a LOT on Kumika and Tsubasa, and everything they had to go through in the process to escape from the "Daycare", but there is interaction with All For One, just a little later-))

|| Haha I saw this on Twitter and thought it was a good idea to share here too ||

So...

Inktober is happening and already one week is done, yeah

I'm using this prompt list from Instagram

Here are the drawings

Day 1: Bones + forage

(This one was interesting to make

Day 2: Devil + sleep

(Used forgotten ocs of mine)

Day 3: Ghost + autumn

( My favourite so far)

Day4: Bugs + haunt

( I like this one)

Day 5: Clown + emotion

(Wanted to play with the lightning but forgot to use a reference hehe)

Day 6: Bottle + hobby

(I really hate this one)

if you take a glance at tomura’s pc screen, you’ll realize that he made a sim that looks just like you and a cute lil corgi

no clue why i chose to join the boop thingy (forgot what it’s called ngl) but yeah idk if i’d get ang

“When is this pink haired bitch going to shut up?”

REBRANDING

Chat I might just be rebranding to Lil Tart, which is what I go by on other platforms. Say bye bye to gothic vibes and say hello to an unfiltered zest fest!!

Toji SMAU - When love was always there

Chapter 7 - Hit First, Ask Later

Summary: You see him again on your first day of college. Fuck. Toji Zenin has been the bane of your existence since your first day of kindergarten. Over the 15 years you’ve had the “pleasure” of knowing him, he’s made it his personal mission to make your life a living hell. From chopping off your hair in kindergarten to pushing you into a pond on your first day of high school, Toji has done it all. You’d always thought he would choose a college far away from you, but as it has always been, fate came to kick your ass. Hard.

warnings: cursing, sexual language, mentions of bullying

an: do we love it? things certainly are getting interesting….

{chapter 6} ; {next}

taglist: @jinxiewritings

The gym is practically empty when you step inside, save for one familiar figure leaning against the mats. Toji’s already there, gym bag at his feet, wrapped hands resting lazily over his broad chest. He looks up when you walk in, and the flat expression on his face makes it very clear he’s unimpressed.

“You’re late,” he says, his voice dry.

You glance at the clock. “I’m two minutes late.”

“Two minutes too long,” he shoots back, pushing off the mats. “What, couldn’t decide which outfit screams I’m useless the loudest?”

Your jaw drops. “Excuse me?”

Toji grins—a sharp, taunting curve of his lips. “What? I’m just making sure you’re ready for this. Doubt anyone’ll care what you look like when they’re tryna drag you into a van.”

“You are insufferable,” you mutter, dropping your bag onto the floor with a loud thud.

“And you’re two minutes into wasting my time,” he counters, motioning toward the center mat. “Start stretching, princess. I don’t wanna hear you whining when you pull something.”

Gritting your teeth, you sit down to stretch. Toji’s pacing in front of you, all broad strides and sharp glares, like he’s waiting for you to screw up already. “You’re hovering,” you say, annoyed.

“Making sure you don’t keel over mid-warmup.”

You shoot him a glare, but he just smirks and crouches down, watching you. Watching—as if he’s analyzing every movement. It’s both infuriating and unsettling.

“You done pretending you know what you’re doing?” he asks.

You straighten up, brushing your hair from your face. “I’m ready, coach.”

“Good,” Toji says, rising to his full height. “We’ll start with the basics—what to do if someone grabs you.” He steps forward, extending a hand. “I’ll grab your wrist. You try to get free.”

You eye him warily. “And if I can’t?”

“Then congratulations. You’d be kidnapped in five seconds flat.”

“Wow. Very motivating,” you deadpan.

He smirks. “Motivation’s for people who need hand-holding. You’re just here to survive.”

Before you can snap back, Toji grabs your wrist—firm, unyielding, but not enough to hurt. It’s a shock how easily his hand wraps around yours, like your bones could snap with just a flick of his fingers.

“Pull toward the thumb,” he instructs, voice curt. “Not the fingers. Thumb’s the weakest point.”

You yank experimentally, but his grip doesn’t budge. Toji doesn’t look the least bit phased. “You trying or just giving up already?”

“Give me a second!” you snap, tugging harder. You shift your weight and pull back the way he showed you, and to your surprise, his grip gives way.

Toji lets go, tilting his head with something that might be faint approval. “Huh. You’re not completely useless.”

“Oh my god, is that a compliment?”

“Don’t get used to it,” he says flatly, stepping back. “Again.”

You repeat the motion a few more times, each time smoother than the last. Toji keeps his commentary short, but it’s still sharp enough to grate on you.

“Quit overthinking. Your brain’s holding you back more than I am.”

“Don’t pull like you’re scared. You either get free or you don’t.”

“You call that fast? You’d be gone already.”

By the fifth time, you’re sweating and glaring daggers at him. “Do you have to be such a dick about this?”

Toji raises a brow, completely unfazed. “You want me to lie? Pat your head and tell you you’re doing great?”

“You could try not insulting me every five seconds,” you mutter under your breath.

“Where’s the fun in that?” he replies casually, and for the first time, you think you catch something almost playful in his voice.

He doesn’t give you a chance to respond before stepping behind you. “All right. New scenario. Someone grabs you from behind.”

You freeze. “Wait—from behind?”

“Yeah. Like this.”

Before you can react, his arm hooks loosely around your shoulders from behind. It’s not tight—he’s clearly not trying to hurt you—but the closeness throws you off balance. You stiffen, hyper-aware of how warm he feels and how close his voice is when he speaks.

“Relax,” he mutters. “You’re supposed to be learning, not freezing up.”

“Maybe I wouldn’t freeze if you warned me first,” you snap, trying to mask the nervous flutter in your stomach.

Toji huffs a low laugh. “Yeah, I’m sure kidnappers’ll give you a heads-up. Focus. Drop your weight, twist your hips, get out of my grip.”

You try to do what he says, but it’s clumsy—your weight’s off, and you can feel Toji roll his eyes behind you. “You’re not a statue. Move, dammit.”

“I’m trying!”

“Try harder.”

Frustrated, you shift your weight again, twist, and finally pull free, stumbling forward slightly. Toji watches you, arms crossed, expression unreadable. “Took you long enough,” he says, though his tone lacks real bite.

“That’s because you’re built like a damn brick wall,” you mutter, brushing yourself off.

Toji smirks faintly. “And whose fault is that? Yours for being weak, or mine for being me?”

You stare at him, incredulous. “You’re impossible.”

“And you’re predictable,” he fires back, turning to grab his water bottle. “Same time next week?”

You blink, surprised that he’s suggesting another session. “You want me to come back?”

Toji looks over his shoulder, a faint smirk on his lips. “You need it.”

“You’re the worst,” you mutter, though you can’t stop the small smile tugging at your mouth.

He shrugs. “Better me than someone who’ll actually hurt you.”

The words linger for a moment, heavier than his usual insults, and you’re not sure what to make of them. But before you can respond, Toji grabs his bag and heads for the door, tossing one last look at you over his shoulder.

“Try not to embarrass yourself next time.”

And just like that, he’s gone, leaving you standing alone on the mat, glaring after him—but this time, your frustration feels different. Because underneath it all, you know he’s right: you will be back next week.

And whether you admit it or not, a small part of you doesn’t mind.

Toji SMAU - When love was always there.

Summary: You see him again on your first day of college. Fuck. Toji Zenin has been the bane of your existence since your first day of kindergarten. Over the 15 years you’ve had the “pleasure” of knowing him, he’s made it his personal mission to make your life a living hell. From chopping off your hair in kindergarten to pushing you into a pond on your first day of high school, Toji has done it all. You’d always thought he would choose a college far away from you, but as it has always been, fate came to kick your ass. Hard.

warnings: cursing, sexual language, mentions of bullying

an: Hello my darlings! I welcome you to my first ever project tihi! This is going to be horrible but I still hope that you’ll enjoy this at least a little bit!!

{next}

Very weird dream I had.

Dreamt of being a doctor studying parasites that snuck into the uterus of sleeping women and did no harm unless the woman was very stressed, drugged or unconscious, which was when they would grow sharp teeth on the side that wasn't touching the woman and bite anything that came near them.

So, basically, anti-rape monsters.

"WHAT'S GOING ON?!?!?"

Idk neither

Idk what I'm doing with the lights at this point

Attanie TDAC on Twitter started this trend!! Draw ur OC falling into the digital circus ⬇️

🫡

me when femmes. when they um. when femmes um. when they like… yeah. femmes.

Can anyone tell me how to draw lightning and tunder?

I'm struggling to draw energy lightning circling around a specific spot.

How does lightning work? It's just rigid lines but it's also not.

Edit:

figured out how to do it digitally. But how the hell are you supposed to do that with traditional mediums like acrylics or markers?

And yes, I made a short sketch to figure this out. But digitally it's quite easy. Just draw some white squiggly lines along a shape, erase some parts, repeat that process until you're satisfied and then add colored glow beneath.

One second I was doing my art homework... I blinked and that appeared in my paper... I dont know how it happend honestly but I aint complaining 🤷‍♂️

he’s so cute!

*not even 10 panels later* OH- 

I always thought Harry's childhood house had like dark brown painted stairs with dark oak floors and viridian wallpaper until I see the movies and realized the stairs are white

Like idk what gave me the impression but it just seemed like a miserable dark and dingy house now that I think about it

I was able to get a tablet recently and move from ibis paint x to procreate and use pressure sensitivity and stuff. So here are some doodles that I have from messing around and trying to get used to it. I’m still planning on posting the stuff I have leftover from ibis first though.

The hero or villain debate has always been fascinating to me because personally, I would rather love the hero. Not because of their personality or anything but because if it came down to it, and the hero would be forced to choose between me or the world, I would rather they choose the world.

Because that's the world-that is billions of people with lives separate from your own that will suffer because of that decision. Your teachers, your classmates, your animals, a grandma that finally beat cancer, a child who was finally born.

"A hero would sacrifice you to save the world-" I'm gonna stop you right there because that's all I need to hear.

While I do see the appeal in picking the villain, I think I'd rather be loved by someone kind enough to put others first before themselves, and if sacrificing me is the way to do it, I'd have lived and died happy.

Either that or I'm reading too much into a fantasy plot and giving my two cents on a topic no one really cares about.

Are flamethrowers filled up with hairspray? And if so what brand?

Little doodle I did of kitty! [friend requested it]

Decided that I should practice doing art, especially art prompts/requests, bc I’d love to start doing commissions one day…

Yay I’m ingraining my way into the system :D

So at work, we have this display of rubber snakes for halloween. And inside them they have this like stress ball like filling, not the beads but like a gel esq bead type thing and i was messing with rhem and my brain could only go 'ah that is a delicious squish'

I don't need just kaiser fanfics, I need to inhale him too.

I have no idea who/what kaiser is but I am interested ( rubs hands together in an evil way😈🙏)

I’m all outta practice and need to draw more...so I started with these. ♥

3 of 3. I’m done. I completed the challenge I was issued.