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OMG THEM I LOVE THEM HIS IS AMAZING LOOK AT THEM
Wear the dress Miniya Tinyhara!!
Happy Birthday, bestie~
I haven't drawn in ages, so it felt good to finish something with tender energy. Quite the shift from my villain content, but fixations often come pretty late for me!
I am living in a timeline where Edgeshot becomes Chibiedge until he gets healed back into his full form. But until then, he can travel in Best Jeanist's pocket and they can reignite their old connection while doing small handcrafts! Building a ninja dollhouse! Cooking in a miniature kitchen! Dressing up your small, lethal bestie into little clothes you sew for him! A great quality time together!
There are some German songs by Juliane Werding that I like that would make for some supernatural edgejeanist scenarios??
I promise I started thw genderswap one but I think I wanna write sth small about those songs or at least one of them too??
Its about a woman meeting a man by the trainstation who plays a dice game with her. And she misses her train because of that, which later derails and ten people die and the mysterious man is gone.
A Game Of Dice
Tsunagu meets a stranger at the train station and lets him persuade him to a game of dice Surreal, slight angst, death mentioned, short, based on a song Word count: 307
It was cold and dark already, just past 8 as Tsunagu entered the waiting hall of the train station. He checked his ticket; his train supposed to arrive at 9. Rubbing his freezing hands, he sat down, clearly attracting the attention of a strange man sitting not far from him.
His hair and mask covered almost all of his face. The way his revealed eye sparkled and changed in shape suggested a smile as he waved the blonde over:
“Can I interest you in a game of dice?”
The stranger asked, and Tsunagu felt strangely intrigued:
“I’ve never played.”
He said, his head turning at the sound of a train screeching; the snow was glistening outside, falling softly on the window sill. The other handed him the dice, regaining his attention by speaking again:
“We play for a lot in this game; we play for you.”
He didn’t understand what the man meant, but quickly found himself rolling the dice. Found himself losing, the other seeming to be impossibly lucky. If Tsunagu rolled a six with all three dice, the stranger rolled nineteen. Like in trance, he continued playing and rolling the dice, eventually losing track of time in the game. Noticing too late that he’d missed his train home.
“Nobody knows how the dice will fall. Nothing in this world happens by random chance.”
The stranger explained, his voice strangely calming and the blonde couldn’t help but agree with a nod.
Suddenly, alarms blared, red signals flashing as workers stormed past them, talking about a derailed train. Tsunagu’s train. Ten immediate casualties.
His eyes wandered back to the man, but he was gone; leaving nothing behind but a cold breeze and the dice game in the blonde’s hands. Goosebumps ran down his spine as he understood the stranger's words; and what the dice had fallen for.
The Black Guest
(Another one because I am motivated) Tsunagu and Shinya get married, death tries to intervene dramatically Fluff, minimal angst, happy ending, short, based on a song Word count: 276
It was a beautiful wedding scene, candles shining brightly, with the guests of the wedding chatting and enjoying the drinks. A slow waltz started playing, Tsunagu and Shinya as the newlyweds the first ones to start dancing. It was elegant, the blonde made for dances like this while the other simply let himself be led and recalled the practice he’d gone through for this very moment.
Suddenly, the doors opened, a stranger dressed fully in black entered and the music died immediately. Shinya went pale as the stranger grabbed his hand and pulled him close. Everyone stared in shock, listening as the black guest spoke:
“Candles in the wind may burn bright but flicker out eventually. Everything ends, except one thing you humans don’t know anymore. Something stronger than time itself.”
The young groom's mother cried out:
“Why him? He’s still so young!”
The father called:
“I’ll give you my money and possessions for him.”
But the stranger wouldn’t let go of Shinya’s hand, kissing it and swaying him in a slow, almost tragic dance. Tsunagu stepped forward now, his face determined and yet sad as he reached out his hand to the man:
“Will you take my life in exchange for his?”
The guests began to mutter, in shock and what seemed like discussions for preference, but the stranger fell silent. He took a step towards the blonde; and let go of Shinya:
“Your love defeats me.”
He spoke, turning around and vanishing as walked away; disappearing into dark smoke that mixed with the candles'. The shock wore off, and the party continued; calmer but with the assuring knowledge that the newlyweds’ love was real.
Midnight Ball
Last one I think but these song live in my head rent free Tsunagu's car breaks down and he enters a mysterious mansion to ask for help Slight Angst, fluff, happy ending, mysterious, surreal, short, based on a song Word Count: 631
Tsunagu felt cold and lost; he was tired already from a week of his job taking up all of his strength, and now his car had broken down in the middle of nowhere; quite the beautiful nowhere, somewhere in the mountains with a clear view of the deep sea despite the dark of the night. He didn’t have tools to fix it either and no phone connections to call anyone. His gaze wandered, to see if maybe he could spot other cars or people, but all he could see were the glistening lights of a mansion not far from where he stood.
‘Surely, someone can help me there.’
He thought to himself as he made his way over to it. It was a beautiful house, luxurious almost, and he certainly felt out of place as he knocked. A butler opened him, his gaze not quite meeting Tsunagu’s eyes; dull blue pupils and he figured that the man must have been blind. A myriad of voices sounded from inside, and with an overly polite gesture, he was invited to enter. A shiver ran down his spine as he followed the invitation. To say he was underdressed would be an understatement, his eyes widening as he looked around at all the people, in gorgeous dresses and suits and anything in between, sparkling in beautiful colors that made his heart beat higher. He could have only dreamed of making clothes this gorgeous, and as people began to chat with him and offer him champagne, he quickly forgot the reason he’d come.
Some of the guests seemed familiar, though he couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but everyone was incredibly kind. He drank and danced, eventually catching his own gaze in a mirror; coming to a halt as he saw nobody but himself in it. And the shiver he’d felt earlier returned. Something told him that looking back at the guests would show him some nightmarish horror, but as he turned his head, nothing about them had changed. Despite the good time he’d had, he now wanted to leave.
Just as he was about to step back outside through the heavy doors, the butler stood in his way, and shook his head:
“Everyone may enter the midnight ball. But nobody may leave.”
He said, and a warm hand immediately calmed the cold fearful pit in Tsunagu’s stomach; he knew that feeling. Knew the way the person behind him was breathing. Knew the chuckle he heard.
“Shinya?”
His voice was nothing more than a whisper and he was almost too scared to turn around. But truly; before him stood none other than his husband who had passed away two years before. In a gorgeous suit, his hair done as always, half up the way he’d always worn in for formal events.
“Am I-“
The blonde started, but the other just took his hands and neither of them cared about the sound of the door falling shut:
“Yes. All of us are.”
Shinya said, his voice soft and calm as if it wasn’t anything to be worried about. And so Tsunagu chose not to be, and held his husband’s face instead, kissing him a million times to verify he wasn’t simply dreaming; the only tears shed on the pure joy of seeing him again.
“Let’s get you something fancier to wear, Tsu. I know you will just love the options you have.”
With that, the two disappeared back into the crowd filling the mansion, and he couldn’t help but wonder about everyone he was leaving behind in the realm of the living.
‘They will be fine without me.’
That was his last thought before his undivided attention and mind went back to Shinya, where it belonged and where it would stay until the end of time.
Every time I see new MHA stuff I go check Edgeshots Wiki and I swear if I ever see "Deceased" I will cry I got emotionally attached to this man
I am sorry for taking so long with the genderswap quirk fic have this in the meantime my motivation to write is so tiny :') Promise I started though and it will come!
Shinyas trans ass is not happy
Yall should I make separate accounts? Because I feel like I maybe wanna do some Hazbin Hotel stuff but idk if itd be okay if I posted it here with the Edgejeanist stuff?? Bc Id assume mostly its found by tags or can be searched up on my page?
Second slide is me writing edgejeanist stuff
Still in love with this also fonally remembering where I got 'wormshot' from lol
Happy birthday wormshot!
A day late but better now than never 😌
It's survey time my friends
Edgejeanist but it's Phantom of the Opera, who is the Phantom?
I have consulted my most trusted source and will do the first one. But if it's nice and I like it I might do the second one too bc I can imagine both well!
Edgejeanist but it's Phantom of the Opera, who is the Phantom?
Listening to Phantom Of The Opera gives me such Edgejeanist brainrot right now like yes my boys live your drama and be in love idc idc live in an underground fancy cave together and make music ugh I cant get them out of my head
My stupid ass was about to say Edgejeanist lmaooooo.
My favourite ship dynamic 🤩
Edit: PS if you wanna draw over this with your OTP go ahead, just make sure you credit me (link this post) if you upload it anywhere! Same thing goes for if you want to make edits with different flags :)
I was like "Jeanist!!" then I saw the art and holy fuck?? These are so good??? Oh my god??
So I've got this denim book dedicated to best jeanist.
I know I havent even finished the art yet but what if... what if!!! What if I made something about Tsu and Shinya at the wnd of the first hunger games book?
Might write this rather than draw it
God bless wanderingchocolateeclair for the gifs
Me at Shinya if he stays a worm, I would give him a little thimble with tea and a little beer cap for food and a little blankie
these human creatures have strange customs. some are nice tho
I always wondered who said it bc in the German dub it didn't sound like Edge at all but lmaoooo I bet he was all excited like "Wait wait wait guys let me do that I have an idea!!"
Was Edgeshot just waiting his whole career to say this?
The 'It's the pizza guy' gag has gotta be the most cliché, 'oldest trick in the book' thing he could have said to get everyone's attention, but damn if he didn't say it with confidence.
Half the LoV was looking at the door confused, and the other half is clearly thinking, "Ah, crap, either one of these freaks actually ordered a pizza or we're about to be annihilated, aren't we?"
LMAO GUYS IVE BEEN FORGETTING TO UPLOAD THE EDGEJEANIST ONESHOTS TO AO3 OOPS
