mondays are the bane of my existence

Tsukasa: "Senku, don't make me kill you. I didn't want to kill Taiju and Yuzuriha, but I had to-"

Senku: "Do what? Push me into surrender? Because all you did was push me to my fuckin' limit! THEY WERE INNOCENT, TSUKASA!"

Tsukasa: "...some sacrifices are necessary for a pure world-"

Senku: "Pure? PURE?! What kind of pure world has a hypocrite like you leading it? Those meatheads you revived sure as hell don't look pure to me! If anyone in this world was pure, it was Taiju and Yuzuriha!"

Tsukasa: "..."

Senku: "I'm not the type to go into long, emotional speeches. They're ten-billion-percent a waste of time. But right now, you're a grade-a threat, Tsukasa. I'm not going to let you or your group of beefhunks kill anyone else."

Tsukasa: "Senku, you can't beat me in a fight. I'd snap your neck faster than-"

Senku claps, Ishigami Villagers come out of the trees with crude-but-working rifles

Gen: "You were saying, Tsukasa-Chan~?"

Tsukasa: "W- Guns?! But how?! The Miracle Cave-"

Senku: "I had a little help from the inside. Nice to have people who are actually loyal to you. Now put your damn hands up, murderer."

(hey, i dunno where this came from but i wanted to write smth quick while working on my sengen cyberpunk AU fanfic. if it's OOC, please let me know! im pretty new to writing and keeping it in character is one of my weak points. thanks!)

(oh, and the AU itself is down there in that link.)

it was my 1st time tweening, and i think it turned out great! im probably going to incorporate some elements of animation into my future creative stuff, so yeah :D

@lilythemeekgeek happy bday (again)! ◝(ᵔᗜᵔ)◜

animation:

https://youtube.com/shorts/AueKxaG0Vuw?si=lI2N8uvNn31jX7Xq

references:

(also im counting it towards my everyday fanart challenge cuz it is birthday fanart and the goal was to be creative anyways)

i literally fought my professors so they would let me do this, and it was SO worth it!!!

choosing the idea for my graduation project was a turning point in my life. i wanted my final piece to reflect the most precious thing i carry within me – my love for soukoku. it is inexplicably strong, and without a second thought, i dedicated this major milestone to it.

i never once doubted my plan. i had to defend my sketches before the committee and even pull a few strings just to get this chance. in the end, my persistence won everyone over.

they told me to shine, and so i did...

recently, ive been spiraling down the sengen rabbit hole (despite not even finishing ss1 of the anime 🙂‍↕️😅) and found this gem of a fic while searching for gen-centric time travelling fics (WHICH I DID FIND, THE AUTHOR HAD AN ENTIRE SERIES ABOUT GEN TIME TRAVELING TO THE PAST 😆😆😆).

the writing was amazing, and while i usually click out of fics that have visually, dauntingly thick paragraphs, the sheer quality of the writing kept me going. heres a lil piece of fanart from me inspired by the whole vibe and theme of the fanfic.

The Anger Of A Gentle Man by SofiaDragon

Since I always have a shitload of silly lil ideas and HC’s bubbling in this empty bone cavern, I have decided to share them with you uninterested folks

Anyways, here are some HC’s for my bbg, James Spencer, also known as Lancelot, who had very little screentime

⁍⁍ He cannot cook. I love and adore him, but he simply cannot.

⁍⁍ Pranks. No one is safe, not even Arthur. He’s only still an agent because he is (was) so good at his job.

⁍⁍ Roxy’s uncle. The man spoils her rotten.

⁍⁍ Pure, unchained theater kid energy. He has a flair for the dramatic, and sometimes injects old-fashioned phrases into conversations.

⁍⁍ Absolutely loves dogs, never had to go through the dog test and has zero knowledge of its existence. Percival doesn’t have the heart to tell him.

⁍⁍ Prefers not to wear his glasses because “he doesn’t need them”. Also thinks that they negatively affect his “devilishly good looks.”

⁍⁍ This man is a dork and kind of a dumbass but he’s my skrunkly. My bbg. Perhaps even my funky lil guy (even though this man is much taller than my 5′1 ass.)

⁍⁍ Cares very much about his looks, one of the peacocks of the agency. On par with Harry when it comes to preening.

⁍⁍ He has the worst fashion sense out of all of the Kingsman agents, and he’s kinda extra. A few times he has almost gone on missions while wearing the most god-awful ties.

⁍⁍ Speaking of missions, he’s a bit of a wild card. He likes flashy entrances, fire, and explosions. There are a few times where he’s managed to level entire buildings somehow. 2nd major cause of poor Merlin’s hair loss.

⁍⁍ He also believes that Lee should have been Lancelot, and that he was only picked because he was the one who lived, the runner-up. Perhaps he suffers from a bit of survivor’s guilt.

⁍⁍ No matter how much he tries, he cannot/is afraid of taking things seriously. His first instinct is to joke or lighten the mood, or even dismiss what is mentioned because he is afraid. He’s so used to being the “fun” one, and just doesn’t know how to handle anything else.

⁍⁍ Very physically affectionate, in contrast to Percival. This man would give the best hugs.

⁍⁍ He’s great with kids, but sucks at babysitting because he usually goes along with shenanigans.

⁍⁍ Gets along well with Harry, and probably would’ve gotten along with Eggsy if it hadn’t been for his untimely demise.

⁍⁍ He’s like a golden retriever personified, and he hates sitting for long periods of time.

Sorta au-ish stuff under the cut

james spencer i love you with all of my heart

also finally finished a percilot piece 💪💪💪😭

also have some lil guys

"Please James," Alistair sighed wearily, "Just pass it off to Merlin. Let him look into it."

"So he can send Harry, I don't think so." James scoffed, fixing his tie.

Rolling his eyes, Alistair pushed himself further up against the headboard and reached for his cigarettes, "You've seriously have to let go of this ridiculous rivalry." He grunted, lighting up. He inhaled deeply, allowing the thing to ease his rising stress. "Especially as it's all in your head."

"Of course it is, golden boy Hart doesn't need to compete with anyone." James muttered bitterly. "I seriously don't get what everyone sees in him."

"He's a brilliant agent."

James scoffed again, reaching for his waistcoat, "So brilliant he missed a grenade."

"That was twelve years ago, sweetheart. We've all fucked up at some point. "

"We don't all get to swan around like we own the place. "

Setting the cigarette in the ashtray, he flung off the covers and made his way over to his partner. Wrapping his arms around the man's skin waist, he set his jaw on James' shoulder, meeting his eyes in the mirror. "Stay. Please." He whispered softly. "Or at least wait for me to finish my debriefing with Chester and I'll come with you."

"I don't have time. If I'm right, Professor Arnold is in danger."

"I have a bad feeling about this. " he said sternly, holding his lover's gaze.

James smiled tightly and turned on the other man's hold, dragging his fingers through Alistair's sleep ruffled hair. "Go back to bed. I'll be home before you know it. I swear. " Leaning forward, he captured Alistair's mouth in a lazy kiss. "I love you." He said when they parted, and Alistair felt his stomach twist painfully.

"I love you too."

just, what if it was a cake

Harry: *shrugs, takes off his eye patch and removes the fake eyeball*

Eggsy: No! It scares me too!!!

Merlin: Ye can sit behind us, lad. Or on the floor like the wee tot ye are.

Eggsy: *crawling under the table* I’m staying under here and I’m tying their shoelaces together!

Roxy: None of you are professional… see how many trackers you can get on them.

Harry: If you can give me an accurate reading of what shoes, socks and hemlines they all have, I’ll give you two extra vacation days next time you come back from a mission.

Roxy: Hey! *scrambles to join Eggsy under the table* fight me for it, I’ll win!

Harry: *sighs* calm down, you can both win.

Merlin: I imagine this is what having wee ones is like.

Harry: *smug grin* It was always going to be you that I got pregnant, Hamish. No others could bare my children.

Merlin: Ye ruined it already.

Roxy: ewwww they’re flirting!

Eggsy: We could flirt too?

Roxy: …you look pretty on your knees.

Eggsy: sheirbtkebfb you look pretty when I’m on my knees too!

Harry: They take after me, I think :)

It features newly minted COMPACFLT Ice who gets an invitation to lunch from one Mr. Devere, who introduces a cocky blond young man who claims to be Ice's son. And the resemblance is there, kinda, maybe, if you squint?? But Ice is firmly in the 'never have I ever slept with a woman' camp so he's understandably brisk in his dismissal.

Of course, Eggsy and Harry are there to sniff out if this new compacflt is as bribable and moral-less as the last one and are prepared to either further or end Ice's career, depending on their findings. Pretending to be related to the man is Eggsy's idea of extra flavouring to a boring case and if it also serves to divert Kazansky's eagle-eyed scrutiny to more banal subjects, that's a bonus.

During a next meeting Mav is there and inexplicably mr Devere and the blond do a very subtle double take.

Because they had not been informed that bloody Ethan Hunt had cozied up to the new compacflt. It takes Merlin a few deep dives to figure out Mav and Ethan are two different persons. One of these deep dives trips an alarm that Ethan has on any and everything looking for info on his brother and he drops everything to do damage control.

And so it comes to pass that all of them end up in the same room, and after some thinly veiled threats and much posturing tentative alliances are formed (and to keep it interesting, Eggsy insists that since Ice could be his dad, Mav could be his very hot stepdad. This to the consternation of literally everyone (Harry because he's the jealous type, Ice because hes OVER this shit (and hes also the jealous type), Mav because he has eyes and a type but he's also VERY LOYAL and Ethan... might actually find it a bit funny, actually)).