ok this is old (by like a month or two) so excuse the slightly outdated stylings. but i forgot to post this here so ENJOY!
it’s a shame a design element as fun as the grey streaks are just put in the same spot all the time. so have my placements and the reasoning behind them (because it wouldn’t be a percexe design without cramming character significance into every little detial)
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I wanna know how drew found Daddy Long Legs
"And now he tags along. I think he just wanted someone to care about, I can understand that."
Pops is a silly guy :]
Transcript:
"If we're being real here, Pops found me. I was just coming out of the grinder room. That was... something. "
"I must not've been all there, could barely stay upright! Adrenaline crash, I guess. But, next thing It know, I'm face first through the catwalk with gnashing teeth and a moustache in my face, screaming "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HER?"
"But he stopped. "Why, you're just a boy!" He said. Then, he pulled me up, and he apologised (Been a minute since anyone did that.)"
"So now, he tags along. I think he just wanted someone to care about, I can understand that."
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Vincent gets used to [Halloween Town] in small increments. Here, he blends into the environment so well that residents are surprised to find him a newcomer.
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He speaks with the Werewolf, avoids the awe-struck vampires and listens to the band in the evening, perching on the light pole to overlook the sprawling township.
-Smoke and Mirrors Keep Us Waitin' On A Miracle by Gothams_Only_Wolf (@bamfcoyotetango ) on Ao3
I’ve been rereading some of my older Ao3 bookmarks and idk what possessed me, but I had to draw something for this one lmaooo
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cw: mention of previous abuse, dad Dabi, mom reader, mention of childbirth, angst
new dad touya that doesn’t know how to deal with his son. he’s growing too fast and his smiles are so big, but he’s still not sure how to just be with him.
touya isn’t abusive in the slightest, not like his shit for brains dad. he can acknowledge, after you’ve drilled it into his head on cold nights where you had to hold his quivering cheeks in your hand, that he’s better. that he’s trying. that he’s a great dad.
he doesn’t really believe it. it’s hard to believe that he’s a great dad when his son, still covered in that fresh newborn smell, stares up at him with matching azure blue eyes, the little shit, and he finds it hard to smile back. it’d be easier to smile back if he could guarantee a life with no trauma, with the perfect pair of parents, that he’d love him as much as his tiny little face deserved.
touya can still hear the labor and delivery nurse tell him that he must’ve gotten on your nerves for the baby to look so much like him, and that they’ve never seen a baby that fresh out the womb smile so big at their dad. he hands the little bundle back to you, and glares at the nurse who hands him a tissue. he takes it anyway.
touya loves his son. so goddamn much that it hurts, but, he doesn’t know how to be a dad. and he knows that you don’t know how to be a mom either, that it’s a learning process for the both of you. but he’s so scared—he’s terrified that he’ll fuck up this innocent brat with his ruin. with his scars and history and the want to better but never knowing how to just be.
so he leaves. it’s the day after your sons first birthday that you celebrated together in your home.
you thought everything was okay, that he was starting to get the hang of being a dad. he did everything right, why couldn’t he stay? he sat on the floor with your son and changed his diaper and made him giggle those addicting baby giggles? he carried your son everywhere whenever he cried after being sat down without a single complaint? he helped him open his birthday presents? he didn’t smash the cake in his face, only swiped a little icing on his sons nose to hear that addicting baby giggle? he held your son like he could never let him go?
how could he just go like this? you thought he was finally learning and accepting how to be a dad? what happened?
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i’m actually starting to see the appeal with sae. he’s the type who’d be mean at first but overtime he gets a little nicer but not so much that everyone else notices. it’s the small things, like holding the door for you, grabbing your favorite drink or snack on his way to you, and only saying good morning to you. whenever he comes across you he fights the urge to let his lips curl up into a smile, instead he forces himself to roll his eyes and frown, pretending that he’s annoyed with your presence but you know better. his eyes always twinkling whenever he spots you in the corner of his eyes, and how he always invites you to his games and even sends you tickets to flights just so you’ll make it even though you guys aren’t dating, he tries to disguise it by saying you’re his ultra fan so it works. he even gets you a jersey with his number on it and dedicates every goal he makes to you. gets mad when you show up on the kiss cam but you’re always conveniently sitting next to couples. overtime his crush on you gets so out of hand that you show up as his plus one to a public event, although he doesn’t enjoy the public getting all up in your business he does enjoy the reporters comments on how you two would make a great couple
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