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Look!!! Children!!!! Aren't they adorable. I've had a lil' Jersey design for a while but York...not so much, like at all, so y'all are getting this.
They are just so cute, I'm so good at this truly XD
Stuff for rus!AU tgck cuz I promised someone- (mewa sorry I took so long)
They're so cute I'd eat them both tbh
The whole lore is below the cut (loads of text yay)
Setting: a small Russian town in the middle of the early 2000s haunted by remnants of the criminal 1990s
Himiko: is from quite a wealthy family who could afford to send the girl to learn rhythmic gymnastics (which was so easy to pay for considering the equipment and all). Her upbringing was all about constant demands - better, stronger, training, diets.
Still, no matter how hard she tried, it was never enough. The only thing that Himiko got from the sport were underdeveloped body (she hasn't gained much height and remained as thin as a stick) and quite some damage to her joints that still bothers her.
Naturally, her escape from the abusive environment was a less than perfect company and some teenage rebellion. She shaved half her hair, got piercings, began smoking - all that just to get as far from the "perfect girl" image as possible. Somehow, a group of weathered criminals became more of a family to her than the people left at her old home.
These days, Himiko stayed where she could (not that she could peruse the kindness of her old friends too much), hoping to scrape by busking and selling not-so-legal stuff to schoolers. At least it was like that until she met HER.....
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Ochako: is from a poor yet extremely supportive household. While her parents are slaving at work, she takes care of both the house and her disabled grandmom. Dreams of working as a police and studies hard to enroll into the police academy.
She is ruthlessly bullied at school - not that Ochako, with her ton of responsibilities, ever had time to make friends. More than that, the "teacher's pet" is never the favorite student of the class. The fact that sealed her fate was simple - Ochako is... chubby, just like any other woman in her family. It was never an issue before socializing came into view, so being harassed came across as a total shock.
Not that Ochako couldn't fight back - she's always so busy and focused on things that are actually important that the surroundings barely register to her as it is. Besides, her easygoing nature and kindness just let the things pass by, even if she honestly wouldn't mind getting rid of a few pounds...
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Ochako has chosen the dark alleyways on her way back home again. It's easier, if not safer, than listening to the nasty boys calling after her as she passes.
"Fat cow" this, "fat cow" that... What's bad in cows, anyway? Cows are cute and didn't deserve to have an actual insult named after them..... Not that her classmates need a huge reason to harass anyone. Ochako just was unlucky enough to have the wrong genes.
Himiko has been observing the dark alleyway ahead for a while now. She's hoping to prey on someone weak to steal some cash for a dinner, but this far it was of no success.
The girl has been changing places for her "hunt" often enough, but this neighborhood has seen better times for sure. Still, it's early to lower her guard, and Himiko tightens her grip on the butterfly knife in her pocket as she hears someone approaching. To her surprise, it's just a schoolgirl.
Himiko checks the potential prey with a trained eye - clothes old, but certainly taken care of and worn neatly. Such a type holds little interest - parents probably don't even give her pocket money.
It is, for sure, a "good girl" - the type she can easily recognize, as she had been one herself. Now, though, this kind of girls only makes Himiko grimace with open disdain. This is the last thing she can do before the girl turns around.
Their eyes meet - cat-like gold against warm browns, and Himiko can't look away. The petite stranger is so... cute.
Amethio and (hypothetically) ludlow r coming soon I just know it
Liko, Roy and Dot getting hugs.
Reblog if you like fourx or like to hear men whimpering
Christopher Robin and friends playing in the autumn leaves 🍁
My favorite time of the year! 🍂
First drawing I’ve ever shared on Tumblr is a quick Bilbo sketch that I just found funny
Lukai vonako Nimaba
"Protect your family"
That's making my heart warm ❤️❤️ I guess it's the first time I drawn them happy— IT'S SO CUTE 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️
That's Kenyan and Ethan when he was 8-10. She had left Martra to raise Ethan on Earth when he was a baby, so he has no idea that Martra exists.
To fit in, she's using magic to disguise her ears (some people can see its true shape if not looking directly at her/side-eye), hiding Ethan's ears with his hair and painting his hair brown. She didn't paint her hair cuz on Earth adults can paint hair, young children not.
It's sad that I can't explain every single detail, but all of them have a meaning ❤️ if you’re curious, you can guess their meanings based on what I already posted, or you can ask me; I’ll be glad to explain :)
UPDATE UPDATE: On Episode 4 (3/4)
I had to pause b/c they made a TELETUBBIES reference OMG I love it! 🥰
They're cute . The laughter is so infectious.
Kot did that face at Pat 🤭 and I want to see how that plays out in the background
JOKE FULL ON HUGGED HIM! OOH IT'S SO SWEET 🤯🤭
The pacing is picking up nicely
Pok and Jeng are chill (I low-key thought Pok and Wave might've been a couple but alas I was mistaken!)
I'm loving the opposites attract visuals/details Particularly the clothes.
The makeover was sweet and well. I'm loving the positivity and encouragement in this dialogue.
That being said, WHY CAN'T Zo STILL WEAR HIS GLASSES?? Like, the frames he has would still work with his new look. Plus, I feel like it gives Joke's advice on the mock date more weight.
Sidenote: I need someone to read to me on the library floor beside a bookshelf.
my only explanation is that like izaya, i too have an unquenchable thirst for shizuo. (this is dedicated to ro @izanyas, who made me think about izaya touching shizuo’s muscles)
Sorry, I couldn't resist it, Lambert and Aiden had to join Geralt in his fight against under the bed monsters!
So the next to encounter one of these contracts are Lambert and Aiden. The last town they passed wasn't too friendly and they were chased off before they could get all the supplies they needed, so when they found a small village they hoped they could get at least some basics like food. What they didn't expect was a smash child to go up to them, trying to give them a contract. Sir Witchers, the small boy, probably around five years of age, said. Sir Witchers I have a contract for you. They looked at each other, slightly confused, for usually the children were all held back by their parents and the stories told about Witchers but this small boy, though smelling and looking nervous, didn't reek of fear. So Aiden crouched down and asked "can you tell me more about the contract you want us to fulfill?" The boy looked around, as if to make sure nobody listened, and said with a lowered voice "there is a monster, under my bed, and the songs said you can get rid of it, so can you get rid of the monster under my bed, too?" And as if in an afterthought he added "please? You see, my mother is all on her own, and she can't fight the monster, she says she is too old for this nonsinte... nonsente" he gave up trying to find the right word "well she says she too old for this, and my sister says there is no monster, but I can hear it in the night, I can hear it rumbling and moving and waiting for me to fall asleep so it can hurt me, and can you just help me, please? I'm gonna pay you! Look, I made this bracelet, and I asked my sister to give it a kiss and a charm, because she's a verg, a virg, a young lady, those the songs sing about, and it says this brings luck to the one who possesses it, so if you can get rid of the monster I'll pay you with it." The boy seemed very proud of his speech and Aiden was trying very hard to hold back the laughter bubbling up, because it had to be Geralt and Jaskiers doing, for a child to approach them for a monster under the bed. He glanced over to Lambert, who looked grumpy and irritated. So he just looked at his partner looked him in the eyes, while the boy was getting more and more nervous stepping from one foot to another and holding a silent communication with Lambert. 'Can you really turn him down? Look in his eyes, look at how hopeful he is, how scared, and why not have a little fun with this? I know, the bracelet is worth nothing but he did go the extra mile to have something to pay us with, and by judging by his clothes this family probably barely has enough to get by every day' to which Lambert communicated back 'and taking something as payment is gonna help? What did my idiotic brother get us into? We're wasting time and daylight and I'm exhausted and just want a nice, warm bed and some good alle for once' after a little while, Lamberts features softened and he agreed, 'For you, my love'. When telling the boy he radiated so much happiness and relieve it was almost overwhelming. They followed the boy, who proudly told them his name was Lukas, to a small hut. The walls of the hut were barely withstanding the forces of nature and they could see, that the family was not doing very well and the mother was probably a widow and overworked and didn't have the energy to handle monsters under the bed anymore. They knocked at what pretended to be a door, but was only a piece of clothing that wouldn't even keep the cold out. A girl, probably eleven years of age, came to the door, looking at them, and especially at Aiden with his eye patch, suspiciously. "They came to defeat the monster under my bed!" The boy acclaimed happily. "How many times do I have to tell you, there is no monster under the bed!" The girl hissed, which made the boys eyes well up with tears. "No need to cry", Lambert says, still a bit grumpy. "We're already here, might as well look into the monster under the bed".
The sister still looked at them suspiciously, but the boy intervened "look, they already accepted the bracelet as payment, and please, can't they just get rid of the monster? That's what they do, fighting monsters! Helping humans! The songs tell the stories of their heroic deeds. And I'm really scared of the monster" The sister just rolled her eyes and let them in.
Aiden knew, the moment they entered the hut, that there was no monster, but he also knew the boy wouldn't believe him if he said so. And he didn't want to disappoint him. So they followed the boy to the bed, hidden behind another curtain, where the whole family probably slept in "please, all step back for a moment Aiden says to the siblings and makes a show out of looking under the bed, looking in every corner and looking back at the siblings to stage whisper "there is one. I can feel it. You have to be careful and let me handle it." And draws his silver sword. "Silver, for monsters" he explains, still stage whispering. The hope, rolling off the boy makes Aiden even more determined to give the children a show they'll never forget. So after the first few pokes with his sword under the bed he pretends the monster got away, flying through the room and pretended to have a truly heroic fight, all the while commenting on it, ending it with killing the monster after it retreated under the bed again. "So, it's dead now?" The boy asked. "And the corpse will be dust and protect me for five years from another one?" Smelling the hope pouring off the boy Lambert answers "not only five years, there won't be another one under this bed, forever". Even with the happiness, he still didn't expect the boy to jump at them, and hugging them, one after the other. "Thank you, thank you both" the boy repeats over and over until it's almost too much and Lambert looks like he's only a second away from bolting out of the door. Finally his sister takes a pity on them and asks Lukas, if he's not forgetting something and to not waste any more of the Witchers time. When Lukas takes the bracelet out of his pocket he looks a bit timid. "Sir Witchers, I'm sorry, I only have one bracelet", to which Lambert replies "it's alright boy, we can share it, I'm sure it's strong enough to protect the both of us, plus my companion did most of the work anyways". After that, Aiden makes sure they leave before it's too much for Lambert.
When they first hear the song the boy talked about a few weeks later in a tavern Aiden can even make Lambert start cackling, when he points out how confused Geralt had to have been when he was first approached with a contract like that and how much fun they're gonna have in the winter, teasing Geralt for his heroic deed. They're not gonna tell about their own "contracts" for monsters under the bed, but they agree, that the next time a child approaches them with a contract like that, they're both gonna make it a huge show for them.
A Contract’s a Contract, No Matter How Small
local woman’s brain has been hijacked by a witcher and his bard. she can now not shut the fuck up about them despite her best efforts.
hello gang, same song and dance. i made a post about something, my brain gremlin wouldn’t let it go, and i sat down and had to write it to get it out of my system (also on AO3!)
Unexpected side effect of Jaskier praising witchers far and wide: children making the logical jump that witchers can handle ALL monsters. Including such subspecies as the under-the-bed variety.
And, well, what are you supposed to say to a child who asks you to fight a monster for them?
His handling of the situation is perhaps not Geralt’s finest hour when it happens. But of the many things he was trained for, the protocol for handling the situation when a child looks to contract your services never came up.
He’s only vaguely aware of the little girl when he and Jaskier reach the town they’re stopping in for the night. His senses and training are enough for him to know that she’s there, but he certainly isn’t expecting her to walk right up to him, whipping her braid over her shoulder to keep it out of her hands where she’d been worrying it on her walk over. He can see her square her shoulders and tug at her dress a bit, straightening it. She’s right in his path, so he can’t go around her. He shoots a look at Jaskier in case he has an explanation for this, but his lover for once appears as thrown by what a human is doing as Geralt is. It’s mildly validating.
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Rat, now with digital ink
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Vincent, you better watch out, your wife is angry and has a metal chair..
(In other words, don’t hide the easter eggs too hidden where your sons can’t find them or face the wrath of Racheal Phantomhive.)
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Happy birthday, Colin!
Oh this makes me so genuinely happy (T.T)
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obsessed with making these cuties~
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