From Oofuri_60min First Entry, Theme “10 Years Ahead”! Nishiura First Members Are Gathering For

Another domestic themed strips redraw from old works! :”D

My Restless Brain at a 6 pm: Shizuo and Izaya were literally Made for each other. Shizuo was created literally For Izaya, otherwise Izaya would move Too Freely on the Plot.

My brain, going on at 11pm: Shizuo and Izaya could easily be each other's true soulmate on literally any soulmate AU, since they complement and fit each other so perfectly. They would have 1003 problems on DRRR!! actual plot but on literally any other plot, they w o u l d work so well.

My brain, constantly, at 2 AM by now: But it makes So much Sense on DRRR!! actual plot, their refusal to akcnowledge each other's as soulmates and their Deep Feelings for each other that seemingly came out of nowhere. It would explain their behavior and animosity due to their refusal to accept destiny and how their first impression was so strong despite not meeting previously. And also how they ultimately gravitate towards each other.

And a refusal to acknowledge your soulmate aches, not only by rejecting but as being rejected, and could easily become hate.

apprehensive shark would like 2 remind u of a thing

"Ah-Xu, I ordered a lot of yummy stuff."

Ah' Xu + Lao Wen (EP9)

A small, but favorite scene of mine... which is why each image may take a lot of time to load. I didn't want to miss any of their expressions. This is the very same episode at the end of which Lao Wen's highly questionable morales are revealed. Despite all that, the man nicknamed Crazy has a soft, human side. He eats with Ah' Xu, drinks under the moonlight with him and takes care of him, follows him around, expressing his happiness, not knowing that his favorite person in the world is unable to fully enjoy his sweet gestures. And there's Ah-Xu, who has resigned to his fate, treasuring his final days with his soulmate, unaware of what lay ahead, dismissing his lose of sense by approving Lao Wen's words.

the first time i played ace attorney i was so hyped and confident like oh i’m gonna nail this so good i love murder mysteries and then when the first trial started and the first ever question was ‘what is the name of the defendant’ i laughed out like like lol this is even easier than i though. a child’s play. i got this. what a pathetic question. but because english isn’t my first language and i’m still unfamiliar with many words, i assumed defendant=person who defends and with 100% confidence i selected ‘phoenix wright’ as an answer and everyone was like. phoenix you fucking dumbass loser you’re a disappointment to the legal system you shit for brains. and my self confidence has never recovered since

Jason: how ya likin’ that comic, kiddo? Damian: I do not understand. Jason: what? It’s just a spider-man comic. What’s not to understand? Damian: why is Parker pursuing this red-haired woman, who does not seem to enjoy his company further than any other, rather than his friend, Osborn? Osborn has given multiple hints that he would prefer their relationship to go beyond platonic Jason: Jason: *glances over at Jon, who is reading a Daredevil comic on the other bed* Damian: should he not pursue Osborn, considering he is already aware that their relationship can withstand hardship? Friendship is a sturdy baseline for which romance can be built soon. And besides, Mary Jane is an un-compelling idiot with mediocre looks. Jason: Jason: this explains so much

It's been raining SO much and people at work love blasting the aircond for some reason and me being sensitive to cold have to bundle myself up to not die from freezing. Also @kriyonce 's halloween drawing of eddie in a coat is just super cute and huggable :') I can't help myself

This might also be my last reddie drawing for now goodbye (ಥ﹏ಥ)

(Edit:fixed the dialogue a bit)

middleman

Some notebook reddie for your consideration

online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.

and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.

there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.

i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.