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lazy ahh self indulgent art of me if i was a character in the 1998 childrens tv show the powerpu
I recently watched someone play Poppy Playtime Chapter 4, and now I'm obsessed with it.
So since I cannot, and will not attempt to draw the toys (I might, but don't count on it) I decided to draw myself as the player character.
I really enjoyed doing this and I might be able to power through and post more often, but I most likely won't.
Oh! I should explain the two images...
The one on the left her entering the playtime factory and the second one is like at the end of Chapter 4 or something.
(edit: I didn't realise at the time but the photo I uploaded was bad quality, the correct one is up there now! :D)
It has been almost exactly a month ago since I've posted, so I've decided to post some stuff I drew today whilst sick!
These are some traditional doodles I've done, all of me just changing between how motivated I am to draw my hair. Last one however is a How to train your dragon oc/self-insert that I am currently turning into a digital piece.
Cya in another month? :D
I just recently got a working touchscreen laptop, so I decided my first artwork on it would be my MHA self insert! I'm still working on the kinks of her quirk, so the writing in the first image explaining it isn't exactly correct, so it will change to be more accurate eventually!
From now on I'll probably be posting random drawings that I do, and push myself to post something at least once a week. Have a good day or night! :D
Art by @jttw-monkeybusiness I just felt like being in a silly mood
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Here’s a couple of self insert characters of my best friend Monique and I! She’s an Easter Bunny and I’m a tooth fairy! I’ll put all the info about these characters in a “read more”…
Me and my dear friend Monique were having a goofy conversation about “why the Grinch and the Lorax would make a great couple”. I asked what their ship name would be and she said “Christmas Tree” because it’s “one furry man who learned to love Christmas and another furry man who loves trees” and so we started adding more and more fictional characters to this story, calling it “The Christmas Tree AU”. And then she said “what if we’re in this story too” and she told me she wanted to be the Easter Bunny in this AU so I decided I’d be the tooth fairy because I adore fairy and already wanted to make a fairy self insert! So that’s the story of how this came to be! I might make another self insert that’s more serious at some point but honestly I kinda love the tooth fairy concept soooo maybe not, lol!! Here’s a sketch of Monique in “Bunny Form”…
POV: You’re a British tourist that got lost in the Nevada desert
Bonus 👇:
Yuu inspired by odette from swan lake.
Sypnosis: where yuu was cursed in her old world to be a swan by day and a girl by night all for rejecting an angry old wizard, upon entering twisted wonderland she still has her curse but no other swan companions with her. She must try and brake the curse whilst struggling to attend a magic school (she’s kinda scared of everyone as they all are male wizards, and we know what happens with her last encounter with one)
Prologue
The sun was setting and dusk was making its short return before its sister night took over, out on a lake as clear as a gem on the royal crown, was a flock of swans all settling throughout the lake, sat in the middle surrounded by the others ever so still was one swan bigger and more beautiful then the rest, with feathers of pure white snow and a circlet with a singular gem sitting in the middle.
The swan lifted her gaze up to the setting sun making way for his sister the rising moon, her everlasting beauty shines upon the singular swan and the animal seemed to soak up her beautiful rays of light before the water that she sat on raised up surrounding her in a swirl of beautiful water magic before it dropped to reveal an ethereal girl standing on the waters surface taking in her own appearance. At the sight of her face and the touch of her hair a smile graced her face before she walked to the waters edge placing her feet on the wet sand of the shore.
The sound of horses and a carriage approaching caught the swan queen’s attention. Her head turned and saw a dark carriage descending upon her with horses that held a face she had never seen before on such animal. The carriage stopped in front of her and opened its door revealing a coffin, that was the last sight her newly human eyes saw before her back hit the shallow water and she entered the void.
NOTE: I just wanted to see how a swan attending NRC would be and now I have this, I wanna try and make yuu’s appearance as vague as possible so people can kinda imagine a self insert but I might make a few mistakes.
Somethings that yuu will be described to have is hair long enough to be styled in any way, be a white swan, sort of elegance to her, wearing a dress and circlet.
This will be following the plot of only having someone swear themself to her out of pure love be able to break the curse but thankfully no Odile and throwing ourself into lakes.
Im thinking of having Malleus or Leona maybe even Vil as the final love interest but I’ll need help for that decision so tell me who you think.
Yeah, I think it would look like this;
FYI the girl is me.
Sanemi would be the type of pregnant guy to use his pregnancy to be an asshole
He would waddle everywhere and run into people with his belly on purpose if he saw someone remotely in his past
Definitely makes his s/o get him food at the worst time of night
….I may or may have not drawn another self-insert x bakugo. I am ashamed someone hang me I feel like Erin Clover… (IM HIS AGE RANGE SO IT'S OKAY GUYS I SWEAR TT) I tried to do it more manga accurate than the last time </33
ANYWAYS
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been a while since I posted any wh art here, take a doodle. It’s a little old but I’m still proud of it. done on paper with pencil, edited digitally
ch.2- he's so perfect, blah blah blah
You blinked into a familiar ceiling. Where have you last seen this?
The morning light shone through the window, penetrating through the blinds. Its pattern left a soft glow of illumination into the room. It took your eyes a few seconds to finally understand: This was Choso’s apartment, and you were in his guest room.
How did that happen?
Breathing in a deep breath, you feel that your throat is unusually dry, and your face feels a little sticky. You clear your throat as you slowly sit up, your aching muscles straining to support your weight. When you got up, a headache out of nowhere hit you like a truck.
Pulsing in relentless waves, it attacked your head over and over again, never once settling down. Hands shooting up to your temples, you try to massage your head, and ease the throbbing pain.
Headache, dry throat, and the sorest muscles ever. Yeah, you definitely got drunk last night.
Moving your legs off the bed and groaning, you head towards the washroom to try to clean yourself up. You washed your face with hot water, which helped soothing the headache a bit more. You could only wash your face as there wasn't a toothbrush or anything for you to use, so to satisfy your other need, you went into the kitchen to get a glass of water.
As you were filling up the glass, you heard some small footsteps, and the creak of a door. Yuji had woken up, and was also going to the bathroom to do his routine. When he opened his door, he saw you in the kitchen. You two exchange a glance while Yuji rubs his eyes to make sure he still isn’t dreaming.
“Ohh!! It’s you!! My brother’s girl friend!!” Yuji exclaimed, a smile on his face.
“Good morning Yuji,” you reply. “Although, I wouldn’t say girl-friend.” you add nervously while taking a sip of the water.
Yuji, having completely moved on from the topic, asked, “Why are you here in the morning? Aren’t you supposed to be at your house?”
You took a second to conteplate how to explain to a 9 year old how badly drunk you got last night that his older brother needed to pick you up.
“Uhh, Choso did me a really good favor and picked me up from a place when I couldn’t drive.” you lie, convincing the nine year old.
“Oh, okay.” Yuji said, accepting the explaination and going on about his morning. You sigh and drink from the glass again. You saw on the couch your phone, wallet, and other neccesities. You walked over to collect them, assuming Choso just put your things on the couch for you.
He’s so nice, you think to yourself, thankful for the little extra he always does for everybody.
As you sit on the couch scrolling through your messages and drinking water at the same time, Choso comes out of his room and sees you already up.
“Hey, sleep well?” Choso asked when he saw you sitting on the couch. He was still nervous on how to correctly approach you after last night, so he decided he’ll just play it off as nothing and be “nonchalant” about it.
“Yup!” you replied, smiling. Your brows furrowed a little, still battling the headache. “Thanks for driving me back too, Cho. Really really appreciate it.”
“Eh, it was nothing, no big deal,” Choso replied, still being cautious on what he said. He looked at your slightly pained expression, and he thinks that you remembered what happened last night. Oh god- Would it be awkward just talking now?
“So..uhh..” Choso mumbled. “Are you feeling better now?”
You thought he was mentioning how drunk you were, but he was really trying to ask you about the scene last night.
“Yeah, I’m feeling a lot better now, I just have a huge headache though,” you sighed.
That wasn’t what I meant. He thought. As in your mood. But he didn’t want to bring it up- what if he was bringing back bad memories? He didn’t want to do that to you. Choso decided it would be worth it to just not mention last night at all and will only elaborate if you brought it up.
But you never did bring it up, being convinced to eat breakfast with him and Yuji.
The whole time, he was scanning your face and expressions to see if you had really forgotten or some part of you still hurt, but you were just hiding it.
Why would you need to hide it in front of me though? Choso thought.
As you ate a simple breakfast- Toast with butter, you were a little lost in thought, trying to piece together a timeline. Weirdly, you feel like you’ve forgotten something that should be mentioned sometime around… someone… you just couldn’t figure out who.
First, that guy did break up with you. Piece of shit, really. Were you over it? A little, now. Better than yesterday, at least, when you decided just to drink it all away at a bar. Then, you have a vague recollection of texting someone, which you found out to be Choso this morning, and then passing out.
Sitting there, thinking to yourself, you didn’t notice the person across from you staring at a face he found pretty for a long time. Choso thought you were playing it off as trying not to be a bother- and he was trying to form a plan to talk about it with you a little more. Hesitantly, he tries to start a conversation about the topic.
“Um… about last night…” he murmured unsurely. He looks down, to the side, at your plate, the fork you’re holding, anything but your face. You tilt your head sideways to signify that you’re listening. In your head, you were freaking out a little bit. Did you do something wrong? Did you do something embarrasing? How bad was it that he needed to confront to you about it?
You spoke up before he coud continue. “Oh- oh my god. If it’s anything I did, then I’m so so sorry for it!” you said, sitting up a little straighter.
Choso was lost. He looked at your genuinely clueless expression to confirm is theory.
You had genuinely forgot.
Alarmed by his sudden silence, you tried to clarify once more. “Really! I don’t remember a single thing! What did I do?” you exclaimed, honestly defending yourself. You put your hands up in the air as a gesture of surrender.
Choso, having snapped out from his momentary shock, tried to clear the air again. “Relax, you didn’t do anything…I’m just surprised you forgot, that’s all.” he said.
He knew you didn’t believe his explaination, but you didn’t question further, which was all he needed to sit down and think about how to approach this.
Still feeling ashamed, you quickly ate your breakfast and left his apartment in an attempt to avoid staying too long. Before you finish chewing, you get up and say, in a muffled tone, that you're going home. Then you go to the couch and gather your belongings. When you mutter "sorry" to him and Yuji, Choso nods in response and hands you your jacket. You closed the front door after putting on your shoes and shouting "Bye," your cheeks still flushed from the awkwardness.
Choso was still standing in the doorway, surprised on how fast you left. He should say sorry for embarrasing you, he thought. He felt a small nudge on his leg. He looked down as Yuji looked up at Choso and bluntly said, “She’s pretty. Why is she not your girl friend?” in little brother astonishment. Choso’s face reddended as he picked up Yuji and mubmled “That’s enough bro, thanks for your input.” Yuji giggled on Choso’s shoulder, kicking his legs and smiling. He smiled back. All he ever loved was you and Yuji. He wasn’t sure how, but he’ll get through with you one day.
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Two weeks later, you had found another date to look forward to, getting over the last one pretty quickly, even if it hurt more than the others. This time, it was someone who looked promising. His name was Toji- someone who you met at online. You were a bit wary of him though, since he seemed like the type to abandon his own son and sell him to a clan who wants to kill him, but you weren’t too sure. That was what first dates were for, to learn more about them, right?
It was 5pm, and you were starting to get ready to go to the bar where you guys planned to meet up. You hummed to your favorite song playing on a speaker nearby as you did your makeup, feeling just a bit nervous about the upcoming date. Generally, people online didn’t live up to much of your standards. As you were dabbing on blush, the doorbell rang. Curiously, you weren’t expecting anyone here at this time. Putting your brush down, you speed-walked to the door, yelling “Coming!” and looking through the peephole.
To your surprise, you saw an eye staring right back at you.
You inhaled a sharp breath before yanking your eye away from the hole and taking a step back from the door. Until you heard a familiar voice.
“Yuji, stop peeking in from that side. It won’t work,” said Choso.
“But I wanted to see if she was there yet!” Yuji’s voice whined.
Breathing a sigh of relief that it was just Choso and his brother, you unlocked and opened the door, being met with Yuji’s beaming smile and Choso right there with him.
“Gosh, Yuji! You scared me with your eye!” you said. “Why are you here at my apartment anyway?”
Choso sighed. “Because-”
“Because the skibidi toilet live stream is happening right now!! And it said to bring a friend for double aura points!!” Yuji continued, eyes sparkling.
You blinked at him once. Twice. Aura points? What’s that? You look up to Choso, silently asking him if what Yuji said was what is actually happening, and Choso just gave it a short nod.
“Umm… sure… You can-”
Before you could finish your sentence, Yuji rushed in, laughing. He quickly turned on the TV and navigated Youtube to pull up the livestream.
You turn your attention back to Choso. He coughs a little in his hand, then explains that that livestream told everyone to bring a friend, and Yuji insisted on going to your home to watch the livestream with him.
You felt happy that Yuji chose you to be his friend watching with him, but then again, you had to go in around thirty minutes. You looked back at Yuji and then back to Choso.
“Um, I don’t think I’ll be able to stay and watch the whole livestream, Choso. I’m really sorry…” you said, a pit forming in your stomach.
Choso gave you a pointed look. “Another date?” he asked. You nod slowly, feeling regret that you couldn’t stay.
Choso was silent for a few seconds.
He can stop you now, he thought. Now was a good opportunity to stop you from ruining yourself all over again. He just needed a place where you and him could talk about it without Yuji overhearing.
Opening his mouth, he says nervously, “Hey, can we talk somewhere?”
Curious, you followed him into your bedroom. You closed the door behind you, and asked, “So what’s up?”
Choso stood in front of the closed door and took a deep breath.
“Don’t go on that date.”
Immediately, your reaction was a quick “Huh?”. You registered what he said- you just didn’t believe it.
Choso paused again. “I’m serious, y/n. Don’t go on that date.”
“Why?”
He didn’t answer for a second. He had his hands in his pockets, looking at the floor. His position didn’t come off as someone who was sure about what he was going to say, which made you question him even more.
“Why Choso? Do you… know this guy or anything?” you say, unsurely . “Or do you have magic powers and can tell the future?” you joke with a light smile, trying to ease the tension.
He stayed silent for another second. “Just…don’t,” he reiterated, making you even more confused.
“Why? Should I be worried or anything?”
Seeing him this unsure made you panic a little. You didn’t understand why he was being so secretive. Or maybe he was waiting for you to figure out the reason yourself?
“Is it because of him? Does he have a bad rep or anything I didn’t hear of?”
“No, I don’t know him. I just don’t want you to go.”
Huh? So what was his reason on why he doesn’t want you to go? Wait, was he saying that he doesn’t want you to go on the date, or he doesn’t want you to go in general, what did he mean?
“Oh, is it because of Yuji’s skibidi thing? Is that why you want me to stay?”
Choso could feel this conversation is going in the wrong direction. He needed to speak his mind- but how?
“No, no it isn’t about that either… It’s…”
His sudden pause makes you fidgety. What did he have to tell you that was so important? You checked your phone for the time- 5:36. You needed to be going in almost ten minutes, and you still haven’t finished your makeup.
You don’t want to interupt Choso on what he wants to tell you- but what does he need to say that has to take this long for him to think about it?
“It’s what?”
He sighed. Maybe he should just tell his truth and go in blind. He saw you check your phone for the time, he knew you were getting a little impatient. He needed to be quick.
“Look, y/n. I don’t want you to go because… you need to give yourself time to heal before you move on.”
He did it. He said the words. You would have to get it now. By the end of this, you’ll get it. Maybe he’ll finally be able to stop you.
His words stunned you a bit. Heal? Move on? You already did, right? Why was he so concerned over this now?
“What do you mean by that?” you ask. Truthfully- you knew exactly what he meant, you just needed to confirm it.
Choso hesitates. How is this the best way to put it?
“That last breakup you had, it was really rough, even for you. You know… when you called me to pick you up from the bar, and when you slept over… you sorta…” Choso sucked his teeth in. He wasn’t sure if he should be telling you this, while you were living in blissful ignorance.
Your mind jumped to a horrible conclusion. If you had forgotten about the whole thing, of course he would feel uncomfortable with you going to meet with another person.
“I what? Oh my god, Choso, did I do anything? I’m so, so, so sorry if you were uncomfortable, I-”
“No! No, don’t get the wrong idea.”
You breathed a sigh of relief. At least that didn’t happen.
Choso goes on. “It was nothing like that. Um, last time, you came to me really, really upset because of that breakup.”
You thought about his words. It should ring a bell, right? How could you forget about something like that?
What did you even say though? You had completely forgot about the thing. No recollection at all.
“Choso, I think I completely forgot about that.”
He looks up at you. “I know you did. But I really think it should be unhealthy for you to move on so quickly.”
His words echo in your head. Honestly, they had a truth to it.
On the second hand, why was he being so protective now?
“Choso, I think I get where you’re coming from, but I still need to go, you know.” You checked the time on your phone again. 5:38. You really, really had to be hurrying up now.
Yuji’s voice called from the living room. “Are you going to watch with me?”
Choso looked back at the door. He didn’t want to leave his little brother hanging, but he didn’t want to leave you again.
You decided for him.
“I’m sorry Choso, I really am. How about I go on this date and see? Then we’ll talk about it more?”
You were definitely trying your best to compromise, get rid of the conversation, and get out as fast as you can, but Choso had other plans.
“No,” he said affirmatively. “You need to stay in and let yourself rest.”
Your impatience was really getting a hold of you now. Why was he so insistent? Why couldn’t he just let you go? Was it really a big deal?
Does he need to do this now? Right now?
“Choso, I’m fine. Let me go.”
“No.”
“Let me go.”
“No.”
You clench your fists a little. You really shouldn’t be wasting time like this.
“Choso, please. Why are you being so stingy about this? Since when did you start caring?”
“Since you texted me drunk and sobbed into my shoulder!”
The room was silent for a second. Did you really do that?
“I thought, after that, I would try to make and effort to not let you get yourself depressed like that ever again,” he said.
You looked at Choso in the eyes. He was staring right back into you. It all made so much more sense now. You now knew why he was trying to stop you.
But you can’t just bail out like this.
“Choso, I appreciate it. I really do. But please, I need to go to this one. It’s too late to cancel now. I’ll look like a bitch doing so.”
He was about to lose you. He didn’t want to wait another time to stop you. He had you now, why give up? He needed to say something, anything. Anything to give as an excuse.
He grabs your wrist.
“Y/n…”
“Choso, I actually-”
“Y/n. I don’t want you to go because I love you.”
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What?
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a/n
whats up guys?! welcome to the fic that i thought was a good idea then it wasn't.
hopefully i will finish this though.
why did it take so long?
deco*27 monitoring reference yuji itadori?
originally y/n was gonna blow tf up and be a whole bitch then it felt weird so i had to rewrite the entire last part
when the plot is swiss cheesing.
or am i just reading into this too much?
hello brain rot yuji i love you with all my heart
thank you for reading <3
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sweet like candy! -megumi fushiguro x reader (fluff)
ever since you and megumi started dating, you give him a small piece of candy each day
wc: 884
“Oh! I almost forgot!”
You reached into your pocket and pulled out a small roll of ramune tablet candies, shoving it in Megumi’s hand before he could protest.
“I told you, I don’t want—”
“Take it!”
Megumi sighs before unwrapping the roller, giving you a piece before putting one in his mouth, then wrapping it up again and putting it in his pocket.
You both walk in silence as you munch on the candies, the flavor popping into your mouth.
“So…how was the mission?” he asks, wanting to hear more from you.
“Hmm... it was pretty much the usual, actually. Kugisaki held off on calling Ijichi because there was a mall nearby, and she just had to go check it out and dragged me along with her.”
“Sounds typical for Kugisaki,” he replies.
“I know, right? So of course I had to go along with her, but I didn’t have much money on me, so I just got the candy I gave you.” you say, continuing on with your story.
“You know, you could’ve asked me to give you some extra cash if you wanted to.” Megumi replies, digging back into his pocket for the candy because it was actually kind of good.
“I know that... It just makes me feel a little guilty, you know? Plus, isn’t it Gojo-sensei’s money?”
Megumi shrugs, already popping another piece into his mouth. “I don’t really care.”
“Mhm, sure. Can you give me another piece? Please?” you ask. He scoffs a little but gives you one more, walking along the path to your dorm while you continue recounting the events of your day, Megumi quietly listening and adding a few comments.
And so went every day just like that, perfect the way you wanted it. Holding pinkies while munching on his favorite treat that you got for him again, you talking about another topic while he just listens.
Every day you would always get him a small sweet, like a lollipop or a mochi. He always refused at first but would end up enjoying it in the end anyway. It would be something a little different every day, maybe an old-time favorite or a sweet new discovery, but this trend continued on so long that Megumi couldn’t deny he formed a sweet tooth just because of you. He found himself craving something sweet every now and then, and it always brought a picture of you to his mind. It made him just a little happier at that moment, bringing a soft smile to his face whenever he missed you.
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One morning, as you and Megumi headed towards class, you gave him his daily candy, a small cherry lollipop that you tried before and thought he needed to taste. You handed it to him as you both walked into class, but not noticing Gojo eyeing the lollipop, amazed that Megumi, the “I take my coffee black” kid was actually eating sweets!
“Oh my days!” Gojo loudly exclaimed, startling you and Megumi, and Nobara who also just walked in, yawning. “You’re actually eating candy, Megumi! What’s up with that?! Are you sure you’re the real Megumi?!?”
Megumi groans loudly as you giggle softly into your hand, enjoying Gojo’s outburst.
“It’s not a big deal, will you shut it?!” Megumi retorts, clearly already annoyed with Gojo’s overly-dramaticised shocked face. “It’s just from Y/n, would you chill?”
Gojo then looks at you and bursts into fake tears. “Oh y/n… you angel! How did you ever convince him to eat candy! He never eats my sweets!”
By now, you were already dying laughing at the scene, Nobara laughing along with you. You took a glance at your boyfriend and could practically see the vein on his forehead popping, only fueling your laughter even more.
Suddenly, a confused voice pops up from the laughter, the voice of Yuji, extremely confused about the room he just stumbled on. A Gojo who’s fake-crying, a seething Megumi, and Nobara and you doubled over laughing. “What, what’s happening?! Huh?”
His confusion only adds more to the laugh you had right now, and Gojo ran up to Yuji telling him what he just saw.
“He... the boy that I raised for so long... he... he eats candy now! And it’s all because of y/n! I never knew she could soften him up like that. She has magic powers!” Gojo whines, confusing Itadori even more.
As the laughter died down and the classes started, you couldn’t help but feel a little giddy about how right Gojo was. The man you sought out who was like a brick had finally molded into a soft clay for you to poke at. You sat there with a sappy smile on your face, chin resting on your hand as you only half-listened to Gojo. You were reminiscing on how sweet Megumi actually was, someone who melted at the tips of your fingers. Someone who you loved, and him who loved you back just the same.
At the end of the day, you once again had your walk back to the dorms with Megumi, but this time, it was in comforting silence, not with the usual chatter. Still feeling the sappiness you had in class, it took Megumi by surprise when you pulled him aside and kissed him.
He tasted sweet.
Sweet like candy.
a/n: first fic! excited to see how this turns out. how we feeling chat?
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Hehe new sketch today too >:3 it's a Wip, I just wanted to make myself an updated version of my sona ^^
A Pawsible Problem- A Whitebeard Pirates Fan Story (A small excerpt from a Patreon Exclusive story)
Is this probably evil to post only a tidbit of this story here? Yes, yes it is. Do I have good reason for this?...Yes, actually. Long story short, I'm currently looking to find a way to leave my job and have a full time sustainable gig from home. My main goal/ my dream goal is to finish the children/tween chapter book I am working on so I can make the art for it. But, as to be expected, that's easier said than done when you're trying to balance a job still, as well as art and animation. Sooo, I'll be doing this to gain people's attention in order to get more people to support my Patreon. Don't worry, my art isn't stopping, but until I can find a way to leave my job and make more time to actually be able to pump out both my art and writing 24/7, this is the only way I know I can get peeps to head over and support it. Ah, but don't worry! if you aren't able to support my Patreon, then please do wait. It may take some time, but with the progression of this story, I will be uploading a full version of it to Itch.io as a downloadable version, it'll probably be something you have to pay for, but maybe like a dollar or so at most. (Yes, I want to be able to write and draw for a living, but I don't want to bankrupt people doing such, lol.) Anyways, the full version of this is going upon my Patreon, for now, here's just a small excerpt from Chapter 0: Please note: this is a randomly selected paragraph of the two that are a part of the chapter. While the chapter itself is not very long, it's only the precursor to the main book. ___________________ In a clearing where the trees parted had been a winding road that stretched on forever. The dim lights of the vehicle stood as a small flicker of a flame on the night drive in comparison to the light show that was taking place in the sky above. Between the low hum of the engine and the distant sound of the thunder, it became vacantly clear that the chirp of crickets had been snuffed out before their symphony could begin. Within the small cramped confines of the car that continued its trek down the road were two passengers. A man’s hunched form was over the wheel of the vehicle while his eyes squinted on the paved road ahead. The other passenger in the crosswise seat had been curled up. Their rhythmic breathing gave away the peaceful state of slumber that had befallen them. They couldn’t be blamed for it, the need for wanting sleep. Not many could find the beauty in nature. Well, I guess that wasn’t the case for them. The road ahead might’ve stretched on forever, but at the end of the journey would be their new home. Change was always a big deal. The thousands of ways people handled it came in all various sizes.
okay but imagine dming a girls-only dnd campaign with Nancy, Robin, El, Max, and Erica
The D&D scene in Hawkins has always been kind of barren. A boys club if you will. Of course there was always the party and the Hellfire Club but you were always looking for a space where you could feel more comfortable playing with other girls.
When things become more stable in Hawkins you acquired a solid group of female friends. Nancy and Robin are your age, and while you definitely spend time with the boys, you’ve started to hang out just the three of you.
El and Max are younger than you but you always enjoy their company. You serve as a kind of older sister figure to the party and the two of them kind of look up to you.
You’ve only recently started hanging around Erica but you like her a lot and once she gets in to D&D you two start to bond.
It’s actually Erica’s idea to start the campaign in the first place.
All of the girls are coming in with different levels of experience.
Nancy has observed D&D through Mike for a good chunk of her life and has occasionally participated so she knows the basic mechanics and other random facts about the game.
Robin has never touched a 20 sided die in her life. The people that she’s hung out with before the summer of 85 were never the type to play D&D and she barley knew it existed before the whole Satanic Panic thing started to sweep Hawkins.
Max has always been a bit put off by D&D. At first it was something that was used to exclude her from the group and once she became friends with the party she would be insecure that she wasn’t as good at it as the boys were. Mike, Dustin, Lucas, and Will had been playing forever and she feels like she doesn’t fit in.
When you pitch the idea to her you assure her that the majority of the participants are starting from square one and there's nothing to be worried about. That persuades her to give it a shot.
El is just happy to be doing something with other girls. Of course she’s friends with Max but she longs for more female company. She also knows a little about D&D due to how much Mike has tried to explain it to her.
Once Robin is introduced to D&D and learns the rules she’s super psyched about playing and creating her character. She also rolls her dice really weird (big Ally Beardsley ala Fantasy High energy).
Robin is obsessed with languages so she quickly tries to learn Elvish and uses it during role play. Her experience in drama also leads her to commit especially hard (sometimes too much lol).
As for classes and races: Robin plays as a teifling bard, Erica as a half-elf rouge, Max as a tabaxi barbarian (my first instinct was also rouge but Lady Applejack is already a rouge so gahhh), El as a half-elf mage, and Nancy as an elven duel class cleric and fighter.
Nancy is the resident note taker and jots down every detail, stat, and piece of inventory.
She also probably unravels all of your planning with her great detective work. Like you’ll spend ten hours crafting a mystery that's supposed to be revealed in the very last session and she cracks it by the third.
Erica spends hours hand painting minis for each character. The detail is astounding.
"Did you paint a tiny star in her eye?" "I'm thorough."
El is that player who cannot do basic addition for the life of her (aka me). Max always has her back though.
"I rolled an eighteen. Eighteen plus seven is ....." "Twenty five." "Thank you."
El is also proficient in animal handling and constantly adopts wildly dangerous creatures to be her pets.
You might think that Erica is a head-straight-into-battle kind of player due to the absolute powerhouse that is Lady Applejack but she's actually incredibly tactical. Her and Nancy tend to alternate as party leader.
Max and Robin on the other hand are the kind of players who crave chaos.
You: "The villager seems to know something about the creature that lives in the woods. You can see however that he's apprehensive to answer any of your questions."
Max: "This guy is totally shady." Robin: "Yeah you're right ... we should punch him." Max: "Oh my god you're so right. If I roll a nat 20 can a tooth fly out?"
As a DM you are very attentive to your players. You craft scenarios for each girl to shine and show their growth as a player. You also make little dice boxes and customize. You make their favorite treats and have them in the middle of the table every session.
You notice they all seem to be getting closer and more comfortable with the game which warms your heart.
Sessions are hosted on Friday nights and usually conclude with movies, pizza, and sleeping over someone's house based on the availability of their living room.
Each girl also gets to make her own mixtape to play during sessions. The vibes of which are all over the place. Joan Jett, Pat Benatar, Kate Bush, Tiffany, Blondie. The works.
The environment of the campaign is so comfortable. Yes you're putting their characters through horrible danger and mental gymnastics but its out of love <3.
Your players are amazing. You feel so lucky that you're able to share something you love with the girls in your life and make it your own.
By the time you're nearing the end of your campaign Dustin and Lucas are begging to get in on the action for the next one, only to be disappointed when Robin slams the door in their faces clarifying that this party is "Ladies Only!".
𝙘𝙞𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙨 - (lupin III) daisuke jigen
➨ (lupin the third) daisuke jigen x isaac jiménez
➨ in which isaac tries smoking for the first time in order to bond with jigen as well as prove his maturity. (Also on AO3 !!!)
➨ transmasc!self-insert (DO NOT INTERPRET AS "X READER" OR AS "FEM' CHARACTER!!), fluff, smoking, attempted smoking, possibly inaccurate depiction of smoking (idk how people do it lol), pre-relationship, mutual pining, indirect kissing mentioned, slightly ooc!jigen(???)(im trying my best), age-gap (isaac is early 20s and jigen is late 20s to early 30s), isaac is insecure about his age, lupin and goemon mentioned, part isn't specified (imagine this as any jigen you want), is intentionally short
Isaac had been crushing on Jigen since he joined Lupin's gang of thieves. If asked what he liked about Jigen, Isaac would reply with something like, "What's not to like?" Isaac just thought Jigen was really cool, very down-to-earth, sharp witted. He was also funny in his own way as well as a great gunslinger. But above all, Isaac really admired Jigen's strong and loyal partnership with Lupin.
Isaac had always held loyalty in high regard. He'd been backstabbed in his life more times than he could count, even before he started life as a thief, and overtime this made him a bit more hesitant to trust others especially once he started committing crimes.
Only thing was, Isaac is younger than Jigen. He's the youngest of the gang by several years being only 21, which often made him insecure. He felt like Jigen would never like him back because of the age gap and because Isaac could easily be seen as 'immature'.
Isaac, Jigen, and Goemon are waiting for Lupin in a nearby park. Goemon was off to the side, cleaning his sword, and Isaac and Jigen were sitting on a bench. Isaac's mind was racing, unsure what to say. He then looked over at Jigen who had a cigarette in his mouth, as per usual. 'I wonder what he finds appealing about smoking...' He thought.
"You okay, Iz?" Isaac was snapped out of his thoughts by Jigen's voice. He averted his gaze, cheeks flushing slightly. "Y-Yeah, I'm fine..." He replied. Jigen took the cigarette out and held it out to Isaac. "Want a smoke?" He offered.
The pink-haired man looked at Jigen and then at the cigarette he was holding. "I've-uh-I've never tried smoking before." He admitted. "It's not that hard."
Isaac reluctantly took the cigarette, placing it between his lips and holding it in place with his teeth. Jigen pulled out a lighter and lit it for him. "Try breathing it in."
Isaac nodded and inhaled, only to immediately take the cigarette out, violently coughing and pounding at his chest, tears pricking his eyes.
"Holy-cough-crap!"
Once it was all out of his system, Isaac looked at Jigen apologetically. "Sorry Jigen..." Isaac couldn't see Jigen's eyes from underneath his hat but he cracked a smile, chuckling. "What are you apologizing for? It's not like it's gone to waste or anything. Besides, smoking's not for everyone." He took the cigarette back and put it back in his mouth as if it had been there the whole time.
Isaac's cheeks flushed again, 'Does this count as an indirect kiss!?' He thought. He excused himself and then went to go splash some water from the nearby fountain in his face to calm his nerves. What he wasn't aware of was Jigen's small smile at him when his back was turned as the older man thought about how cute he thought Isaac was.
God this is dogshit but whatever I'mma post it anyway ✌️✌️✌️
Hope someone likes this.
I haven't watched a ton of Lupin the 3rd and Jigen isn't even a official f/o yet but I already made a self-insert lol.
Isaac Jiménez aka Izzie used to be a struggling artist in America before turning to a life of crime. He became a world renowned thief known as the "Thunder Bandit" and uses lightning bolts on his calling cards like his earrings.
For the longest time he worked solo but then ended up meeting Lupin and co, and after some time up joined up with them with a desire to better his skills as a thief.
He really likes shiny objects, coffee, and strawberry flavored sweets or drinks (like pocky or strawberry daiquiris)
He has a crush on Jigen but doesn't like admitting it even though it's painfully obvious. (Fujiko teases him about it a lot)
Isaac has tried smoking a cigarette once in his life just because he wanted to understand Jigen better and he ended up coughing a bunch. He felt embarrassed oofus.
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I've haven't watched much of Samurai Champloo yet but I've already drawn out a self-insert lol.
Isaac aka Izzie is a foreigner who was abandoned by his parents as a pre-teen for being too improper for a young lady (aka they're transphobic) before being taken in by the Yamamotos, a humble family of swordsmiths. His adopted father, Daichi Yamamoto was also a formerly renowned swordsman who taught Isaac everything he knows.
Once he grew up, he became a traveling ronin, doing odd jobs for money. Then Isaac met Fuu awhile before Mugen and Jin did. He destroyed some property when getting into a fight, and so to pay her and the tea house owners back he began working there. Then during the events of the first episode, after Isaac displayed his exceptional skills as a swordsman when helping Fuu free Mugen and Jin, he was also roped into the promise between the three. Though unlike the other two, Isaac was willing to keep his word.
Mugen and Isaac clash just about as much as Jin and Mugen do, although there's a lot more teasing and flirting from Mugen when it comes to Isaac. Mugen's got several nicknames he uses to mock Isaac such as "Pinky", "Sweetheart", "Pretty Boy", "Sugar"
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If my isekai self-insert can't be Dick Grayson's twink older brother, Mitchell Grayson, because he's "a Gary Stu" and would become "overpowered", then I want my second choice to be an inky blob of Eldritch knowledge that manifests in Fawcette City once a week to be a guest on WhizKid's Radio/Podcast.
My segment is gossiping about the secrets of heroes and villains, but vaguely or only about really useless information. Or occasionally incredibly specific instructions. Sometimes Billy and I answer questions from Chirper or Readdit.
"Who is the Red Hood?"
"The grandson of Batman's most beloved teacher. It's causing some issues."
"What is Superman's biggest secret?"
"Superman spot-checks the lead levels of infant formula whenever he's near a grocery store."
"Is there anything I need to know right now?"
"There's an unattended lit candle in the dorm room across the hall from yours - the door with the three pink post-it notes and the whiteboard with the purple butterfly sticker. You should call the RA before a badly hung scarf catches aflame in two minutes."
"What is the meaning of life?"
"Why do you want meaning? Isn't being alive enough?"
"Do you have a favorite human?"
"Yes."
"Is it me?"
"Perhaps."
