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A friend and I made spidersonas!!! So- this is Sunspider, she prefers night patrols and quiet/sneaky missions! My girl keepin' it lowkey B')



Protective Slime-Girl Bubble Activated




The only thing they have in common is purple (and being princesses)




Practice doodles I made because
I haven't drawn Yellow in forever
There is never enough Yellow
I have an Ambershipping rp and I love it, fuck you





Was listening to Now or Never by Elvis and had a rather angsty thought, so I made this ๐
(I have a thing for drawing song lyrics and I got two more things like this but they're l o n g e r)




Sad Boi Hours Sad Boi Hours Sad Boi Hours Sad B
(Lyrics from here!^^^)






(Part 1/2)








(Part 2/2)






I just realized that Saitama is still in his twenties so he'd probably get IDed every now and again.
And his ID would still be a picture of him with hair. (For a while at least.)
And.... so many cashiers or bartenders probably said shit like, "Someone got a haircut!"
Anyways, my point is: Saitama probably hates having to buy alcohol. (And he's also had his baldness rubbed in his face so much I can't blame him for being sensitive.)
Genos is nineteen.
The legal drinking age in Japan is twenty.
Dr. Kuseno wants Genos to live a normal life.
Conclusion? Once Genos hits twenty, Kuseno probably goads him into celebrating (and gives him an update so he can "enjoy the full experience," thank you Kuseno). Of course Saitama would get dragged in.
And everyone believes Genos's ID because Genos! is! famous! They could just GOOGLE his birthday, they won't spoil his night! But then they see Saitama's ID.....
"Oh, c'mon! I'm older than him!"
"It's not that you don't look old, sir-"
"Hey!"
"-it's that your ID looks fake. I can't sell you this product, I'm sorry for the inconvenience,"
Anyways, Saitama makes Genos buy any alcohol they need after that, because he finally doesn't have to deal with people at the check out.
(For a short period after this there are rumors that Genos is an alcoholic because Saitama takes Full Advantage of the situation, but he also has a way higher alcohol tolerance now.)
Guess which song from my Saigenos playlist I drew (and will post after work) >:)
Right answer gets a treat ๐
Also, here's a fem!Saigenos wip that I don't think I'll finish,,, so I might as well add it here?



I just love pens and also happen to love these two





Au where my friend is a magical girl and I'm the villain (only because I don't wanna wear a dress)
Often I wonder if I ever will.
I crave for another who would listen to me. Who would explain the things I don't understand.
Someone patient. Someone kind.
I long for a person I can tell everything.
For someone who trusts me with their life.
I wish to be valued. Wish that they would consider me before they make plans. I wish to be seen.
I want someone like me.
I want someone to like me.
I want someone.
Because I can't do it myself.
I can't trust myself.
I can't consider myself.
I can't be patient. I can't be kind.
I can't value myself.
I can't like myself.
But maybe, someone could teach me how.
My home is a person that I've never met.
And that person is me.
I often wonder if I will ever meet them.
If I could ever like them.
If I could find someone to share my home with.
my home is a person but i havenโt met them yet
I had a dream.



But Sensei... you didn't want me like that. You didn't care for the weak little boy with nothing to offer.
Just thought that Genos probably dreams about being 'human', and he probably wonders about what his life would be like if he still was... Would Saitama still let him be his disciple? Or would he find Genos even more annoying?
Some dreams are nightmares in disguise :(
Realized that ibis has "screen tones" and immediately had to test them out! Of course I practiced lighting and (more importantly) shading!
I love how it turned out, considering the fact it wasn't suppose to be a finished piece, just a drawing for me to mess around with the new stuff I'd learned!



I will not let there be silence.
How loud must we yell to be heard?
How deranged must my shouts be for someone to hear me?
How petulant? How annoying? How never ending must I be so that I can find a like minded person?
How long must I scream that- this is me! This is what I believe! This is what's right- and here's why!
Because I will do it.
Until my voice is hoarse and weak.
I will not give up.
I refuse to give into the silence.
I will fill it with noise and love.
I will drown out the anger the confusion others express. I will fill it with facts and experience. I will express every ounce of what has gone unvoiced, unknown for so long. For too long.
Until I hear the same words echoed back from the masses.
Until the stars hear my cries and answer them.
Not just until I am heard- but until I am understood.
Until we are understood.
I will not let there be silence.
This is for my au! A a teaser of sorts? ๐
It's a poem from Butters perspective, I made art to go with it because,,, I love visuals and I'm extra













Sometimes I get sad thoughts like, "I'm not here to entertain you" and then I end up drawing stuff like this to get over it










Finishing up a sketchbook, so I should probably post all the doodles in it before I forget that they exist