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quill-n · 6 months
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How do you feel about edge not being dead
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I am fucking ECSTATIC, thank you for asking
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ensinful · 1 year
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this is why I'm a visual artist not a writer
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therealamatic · 7 years
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🎯🔥🔥@itsquill why u FLEX💪 like that lolllll yooooo cuzzo this littyyyy 💯💯🤘AVAIL ON #ITUNES NOW GO #SUPPORT #uNervous 👈 #proud #itsquill #phillytoLa #phillytocali #hollywood #TeamAmatic #maticmondays
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quill-n · 1 year
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(written with your Living Doll AU in mind, didn't feel right to post it since it isn't technically mine, so here ya go.) *drops this like a bomb and runs away*
“Tsunagu?” Shinya asks through the door, rapping his knuckles on the old ancient wood. “Do you have a spare moment?” Shinya opens the door and pokes his head inside. Tsunagu has his head on his crafts table as if he’s fallen asleep while trying to work, but stirs at the sound of Shinya’s voice.
“Oh, sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you, I saw the light and thought….” Shinya trails off, feeling foolish. “Sorry, I’ll let you sleep.”
Four spider-like eyes blink at him through the demure light of the lantern, and Tsunagu’s words stop him from leaving the room. “What did you need, Shinya?”
“Oh! Ah, haha,” Shinya chuckles nervously and scratches the back of his head, and Tsunagu already notices the problem before Shinya says it; the threading around his mouth is undone again. “My stitches are messed up and, I can’t find the hand mirror?”
“I’ll fix them, it’s no trouble,” Tsunagu says, bidding Shinya to sit as he reaches for his sewing kit. As he sits, Shinya notices an open book on Tsunagu’s desk that Tsunagu must been reading before succumbing to sleep. It’s flipped to an herbal remedy, and guilt pricks at Shinya like a thorn. He should be diverting Tsunagu’s attention from trying to save that human boy, but damn him if he doesn’t love Tsunagu’s attention.
Gentle fingers guide him to look to his right, and butterflies flutter in his stomach as the touch lingers, tilting Shinya’s head up so Tsunagu can have a better view. A clawed finger—or is it just a pointed nail?—brushes over the tear in his flesh and he shudders at the feeling. There’s always a sort of inexplicable sensation when Tsunagu touches him as if his undead skin is reacting to Tsunagu’s spirit energy. He’s not sure if Tsunagu can feel it too, or if it’s something only the dolls can feel, but a blush rises and he adverts his eyes.
A small smile tugs at Tsunagu’s lips as he eyes the tattered string still in the tear. The broken edges are too clean to be anything but intentionally cut, perhaps with the scissors from Shinya’s own sewing kit.
He gently plucks the cut threads free, then begins sewing the tears with fresh navy thread. His stitching is as seamless as ever, after a lifetime of tailoring, it’s effortless and somewhat calming to him now. He never minds fixing up his dolls when they break, especially Shinya, although, fixing Rumi and Keigo does annoy him from time to time, and sometimes he just wants to sew their mouths shut to stop them from bickering.
Tsunagu tries to stitch through the holes already present but Tsunagu has no fear that Shinya’s in any pain. Being dead, their pain receptors don’t function as they used to, but they can feel the uncomfortable sensation when something foreign enters their skin, like when you get pricked with a needle but the nurse can’t find a vein and just digs around for one.
Shinya wants to lean into Tsunagu’s touch, close his eyes and enjoy the moment, but Tsunagu would probably judge and question the action, so he turns his gaze to Tsunagu’s face instead. His eyes are focused on his work, each movement slow and controlled as he takes his grand old time to do things right. Or perhaps he’s taking his time so he can enjoy the moment for as long as possible? A cute, self-indulging, hopeful thought that warms his heart, but is utterly false.
“Where’s Rumi and Keigo?” Tsunagu murmurs.
“They went out to find something edible for our new friends,” Shinya answers not thinking much of it, but a fond huff from Tsunagu has his eyebrows scrunching in question. “What?”
“I was just thinking of the Christmas cake you tried to make me one year.” Shinya’s face turns to a scowl in rapid time, and Tsunagu laughs, though Shinya’s change of expression forces him to pause in his work.
That cake, if you could even call that inedible monstrosity a cake, was made about a year and a half before they died. He’d tried to recreate his mother’s old recipe for it and completely missed the mark. “That’s hardly an example of edible food.”
“Indeed, but it’s a pleasant memory, now stop moving if you please. Thank you.” Tsunagu prods Shinya to look the other way and begins working again. They continue reminiscing, talking about nothing in particular and Tsunagu is grateful for the distraction. He has no idea how to help Bakugou, and he’s been running himself ragged trying to figure out how to help, which he should be doing now, but the break is welcome and it eases his stress.
Tsuangu finishes much sooner than he or Shinya would’ve liked. Tsunagu wants nothing more than to stay here with Shinya and forget about his troubles for a little while longer, the time already eclipsed seems too short.
He trails a finger over the new stitches “Do they feel okay?”
“Yeah,” Shinya affirms. “good as new.”
“Good, then I suppose we’re done.”
“Uhh, wait, could you, uh,” Shinya flushes, his voice becoming meek and quiet. “could you check the stitching on my tongue too? I-I think I felt it loosening a bit ago.”
“Did you?” Tsunagu asks, not at all believing that, but fully willing to indulge his little doll as he attempts to play his not-so-subtle mind game. “Let me see?”
Shinya obediently opens his mouth to let Tsunagu check for the nonexistent loose threads. He slips two fingers into Shinya’s mouth, his mind flashing to a very different thing he could slide into his doll’s willing mouth, and Shinya unknowingly echoes a similar thought, his breath hitching. Tsunagu gently raises Shinya’s tongue to look under it but finds nary a stitch out of place. Which is exactly what he expected.
“The stitching looks perfect.” Tsunagu retracts his fingers, and Shinya mourns the loss but closes his mouth and swallows back the building saliva. Tsunagu grabs some spare cloth he’d been meaning to turn into a towel before certain recent events transpired and wipes the saliva off his hand.
“Sorry, must’ve been my imagination then.” Shinya lies.
“There’s no remorse needed for cautiousness,” Tsunagu says, turning to put his needle and thread back where they belong.
“Oh, well, thank you for indulging me.” Shinya murmurs, looking for any reason he could stay. He’s already taken up enough of Tsunagu’s time, and he knows that since Tsunagu is done patching him up he should leave, but he doesn’t want to. He wants Tsunagu to himself a bit more.
“Of course, Shinya. I’m happy to indulge you.” Tsunagu’s voice sounds pleased and a bit teasing as he speaks and he makes sure everything is neatly squared away, then glances at the open book with a frown—he’s studied it for hours and has yet to glean any useful information from it—and shuts it.
Their companionable silence is short-lived, however, as a very panic-stricken Aizawa barges into the room unannounced, and Shinya frowns at the sight of him, already knowing what’s about to happen.
“Hakamata-san!” Aizawa all but shouts, and Tsunagu whips around, his heart sinking. Back to work. “It’s Bakugou, he’s…”
“Show me.” Tsuangu’s already rising from his chair, and he follows Aizawa out of the room, casting Shinya a regretful look as he passes, his sharp fingertips flighting across his shoulder.
Shinya’s heart flutters at the touch, and an anger-fueled jealousy bubbles from his core, anger at Bakugou for getting hurt so badly, for Aizawa stealing Tsunagu away from him and monopolizing all his attention. And, selfishly, he wishes it were just them like it was in the beginning, before all the other dolls.
The bone-deep chill of guilt chases his anger away leaving a hollow cave in his heart, and he instantly feels horrible for even thinking such things. it’s not Bakugou’s fault for getting hurt, nor Aizawa’s for helping him.
I’m acting like a child having a temper tantrum when his mother forces him to share his toys. I should be doing something useful, not… not this.
He eyes the book on the table, it must’ve come from the library. Perhaps he should check the library too, it’d give him something to do at least.
OH
OH MY GOD? OH MY GOD OH MY GOD???? (positive)
I kept almost-dropping my phone while I was reading this because I'm SHAKING FROM EXCITEMENT
hold on—
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^ artist's rendition of my actual reaction to this
I seriously can't get over this— you wrote their dynamic SO PERFECTLY I'm
AaAAHDHHJGJJJJ (positive)
I am *so honored* to have such good writing done for my au— THANK YOU SO MUCH!! (genuine; very excited)
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quill-n · 1 year
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*ahem*
Saw your tag on my post and:
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/lh
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quill-n · 1 year
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don't you hate it when—
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quill-n · 1 year
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h
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quill-n · 1 year
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Aizawa treatment
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^ artist's depiction of my genuine reaction to this
DUDE YOU ARE SO RIGHT. HE LOOKS SO GOOD?? OH MY GOD???
this hit me like a bus (but in like a good way though). gives him a totally different vibe :o
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quill-n · 1 year
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I GOT THE KITTY DONE 💃💃💃💃
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I was having trouble drawing cats till i just randomly drew one during geometry 💀
But hey im just glad i was able to draw a decent cat 💀
Also pls spare cat drawing tutorial if possible ur cats are to DIE for
-Bread
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AAAHHHHHH CAT
SILLY CAT IN A SILLY OUTFIT
RAHHGHHTNG
JEANIST CATD
CAT IN JESNS
ITS SO CUTR
CUTE
I LVOR IT SO MUCHT HANK YOU!!!!!!
(cat tutorial below cut)
step 1: round shapes for eyes
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step 2: big pupils and triangles
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step 3: head and blob for body
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step 4: stubs for paws and tail
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step 5: color + whiskers
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meow meow complete /⁠ᐠ⁠。⁠ꞈ⁠。⁠ᐟ⁠\
alternate meow meow (⁠^⁠.⁠_⁠.⁠^⁠)⁠ノ
step 1: round eyes and triangles (+coin slot pupils this time)
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step 2: scribble
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step 3: doubloon toes and more scribble
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step 4: color + whiskers
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boom. creature
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quill-n · 1 year
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how I think they'd interact with me
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quill-n · 1 year
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[ID] A digital sketch of a tiny black kitten with green eyes, horns, and wings flopped on top of a blue ikea shark plushie. [end ID]
I've recently acquired a blåhaj
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quill-n · 1 year
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*running at full speed into your inbox with cookies and sliced fruit*
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Pls take your time and let your big amazing brain rest, friend!!!
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AHH THANK YOU!! 🥹🥹💕
RIGHT BACK AT YOU!!! 💕💕💕
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and thank you everyone who's been yelling at me to take care of myself these past few days lol!! love ya guys <3 /p
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quill-n · 1 year
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!!!!!!!!!!! It's me! :D
Now in limited edition shark form! Blåhaj skin unlocked!
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quill-n · 1 year
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*Sends You A Good Pen*
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Thank you?!??
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ensinful · 1 year
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screaming into a pillow lol
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ensinful · 1 year
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it's like that sometimes yknow
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