Poop (Lead's art thread haha that rhymed)

[Siyaahi]

[Bell-chan]

I would like you to draw Sona/Rory at the ball dancing with cherry blossoms around them, with Rory looking annoyed and Sona smirking

 

[[Bell-chan]]

Out Of Lead

[Bell-chan]

I would like you to draw Sona/Rory at the ball dancing with cherry blossoms around them, with Rory looking annoyed and Sona smirking

HE LOOKS SO DISPLEASED I LOVE IT THANK YOU
<3  

[Siyaahi]

A Minor Crisis

balloutfit!heather or gaius LOL JKS I DID BOTH OF THEM GROVEL AT MY FEET

 

[Ryuhanie]

EVERYONE IS SO KAWAII DESU  

[yundere]

spits at your feet instead

BUT WOW EVERYONE IS CUTE AS HECKLE WOWOWOWOWOW  

[Siyaahi]

WOW FITE ME ):<

(Still doing art requests! these are kind of fun. :'D )  

[Chayssi]

Out Of Lead

WOW FITE ME ):<

(Still doing art requests! these are kind of fun. :'D )

Hopper and Erich showing up to the ball in dresses?
(Weren't we going to do that anyway?)  

[Jennalaia]

Brook hitting on Angela with crappy pickup lines pls :'D  

[Siyaahi]

bite chunks out of me / youre a shark and Im swimming / my heart still thumps as I bleed / and all your friends come sniffing

"Still looking for your dad after all this time, Vicky? Such a shame we had to meet this way, you really are a poorly prioritized use of talent."

The name makes her throat close up in anger, and Vicky wants to say 'don't say my name, only two people ever deserved to say my name and neither of them were ever you,' but the only thing she can do is tighten her grip around Hopper's throat. He winces, but she isn't pressing yet; she's still trying to make sure that this is really happening, and despite the straight expression she keeps Vicky hasn't felt this overwhelmed since the first time she got blood on her hands--

"Rose, get out of there!" Ivy's voice fills her right ear with a strange sense of urgency, loud and scared, "Hopper, he's--he's done something--"

"Tell me everything you know," Vicky demands instead, ignoring the voice that has began to rapidly speak in french. Her expression is cold, heartless. What is enough to make other men quiver in fear doesn't have Hopper reacting at all, his brown eyes still staring head on into hers, "We may have been friends once, but I won't hesitate to kill you."

She doesn't want to say his name, doesn't want Hopper to realize she's lying. Vicky knows she can squeezes his throat as hard until he passes out, can murder evil men and enemies without batting an eyelash, but there is still a part of her that wants to believe that Hopper is still an ally. She wants him to laugh in her face, quiver in fear, admit to her that he's just infiltrating the other team. 'Just kidding,' Hopper would begin in that dry tone that he was known for, rolling his eyes. 'I've been in the same organization as you and the others for a while now. God Rose, I'm hurt you never realized.'

Vicky shoves the thoughts away, focusing on calming her nerves. They're on different teams now, and while it's been a while Vicky knows Hopper. She knows how he'll react. After all, they've been in eachother's presence for so long that a few years isn't really going to make a difference, right?

She's wrong.

Vicky senses it at the exact same moment she feels her blood run cold. Hopper doesn't do any of the things that Vicky would ever guess he would do.
He does the one unpredictable action outside of Vicky's wide spectrum of guesses, the one thing that Vicky hasn't seen him do since graduation.

He smiles.

 

[Siyaahi]

VERY SORRY FOR NOT FINISHING THOSE TWO REQUESTS EARLIER!!!! I am bored and procrastinating from hw, and also this place is dead, so I might draw future!au stuff? uwu there doesn't seem to be a lot of it around, surprisingly.

uhh, as explanation for the last picture

-- everyone graduates but some people disappear, hopper is one of them and he cuts off contact with everybody
-- most people join the school's organization, or at least spy organizations alianced together
-- hopper joins the opposition aka a new organization that is slowly on the rise
-- Vicky discovers they have a huge hand in the disappearance of her dad
-- she's assigned a mission on investigating the place
-- rest is history I guess uou)b

I was just listening to a few songs and brainstorming and BAM SUDDENLY VICKY CHOKING HOPPER It was supposed to be more symbolic and have them with blanker faces // sardonic smiles for the both of them I guess but then I started writing in my head and I was like AWW s**t SON I GOTTA LEGIT WRITE THIS and here we are there are millions of mistakes but #yolo hard  

[Ryuhanie]

DANGGG
KAWAIII AS SHITTTTTTT
HOT HOT POTATOOS
HOTTER THAN THE SUNN  

[Jennalaia]

oh My go D

this goes a little against the canon that I set up for Vicky bUT HOLY s**t UA ACCEPTED THIS IS GR1290810984  

[Spider London]

Lily, sometimes I wish I could steal your art talent for it's amazingly awesome, but now you have shown your epicness in storytelling as well. I shall steal everything twisted

No, but really. That was a nicely done picture of Rose squeezing the life out of Hopper~ And very touching story as well biggrin  

[Siyaahi]

It takes a dedicated hand // To put it through the wall // You gotta wanna break the heart // Of all those pretty porcelain dolls // You gotta want to be the drummer in the band
// You gotta want to be a battering ram // You gotta see the artistry //
In tearing the place apart with me baby

The second alarm of the day blares out of Avery's phone, and she gives an annoyed hiss at the sound. Her eyes are dried out enough that she realizes she's fallen asleep in her headquarters again, a long night spent advising spies and furiously typing away on a screen bigger than her. The smaller computers around the larger one shows carnage and trashed hallways, so Avery can guess the mission didn't go well. She sighs.

Her hair feels gross and sticks to her head, and Avery makes a sound of distaste as she glances at herself in the reflection of her phone screen.

She really needs a haircut.

The sound of the door opening makes Avery look up, and her eyebrows arch mildly in surprise at the sight of Heather standing silently in the door, a coffee cup wrapped in careful fingers. Heather doesn't say anything, simply holds the cup out and stares at Avery with unnervingly big eyes.

Avery doesn't bother saying good morning or thank you, but she does bother to get up and get the cup for herself.

MORE AU STUFF BECAUSE I REALLY DON'T WANT TO WRITE THIS ESSAY COUGHSSSS
I had no idea what to do for Avery // my grasp on her character is s**t so yeah. I imagine her hair grows annoyingly faster when she gets older and since she's at work a lot she doesn't really take care of it so it gets a bit long before Brook attacks her with a pair of scissors or something. :'D

ty for the comments I'm surprised at the feedback LOLOL coughs hard
more to come? I guess. welp.png