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Yamikawaii/Menhera Artist Rec

I wanted to create a list of artists making art that can be considered yamikawaii and/or menhera for people's reference. I feel like I'm missing some big ones, but have decided to just post it now and edit as I remember or find more. Suggestions are welcome.

Avogado6: twitter, instagram, youtube, website 

_kaminoq: instagram, twitter, litlink

Tokikosannnnnn: tumblr, twitter, instagram

Nuu_mm_: tumblr, instagram, twitter, website

Eita_789: instagram, twitter, litlink

Hanabitaminc: instagram, twitter

Shi__zumu: instagram, twitter, litlink

Hizgi: instagram, twitter, tumblr

Anarator: instagram, twitter

Project ck: instagram, twitter, website

Gorentaya: tumblr, instagram

kuroume: instagram, twitter

Kuua Oyasumi: twitter, main instagram, art instagram

Nou: twitter, pixiv

tmgmrk: tumblr, instagram, linktree

Die Aria: twitter, instagram, litlink

MIHO: twitter

morumeno: twitter, instagram, litlink

mugigi: twitter, instagram

shiuriri: twitter, pixiv

Hisacy: twitter, instagram

Nelta_rene: instagram, twitter, litlink

君影すずらん: instagram

SAIAKUNANA: twitter, instagram, website

lemon_ghostea: tumblr, instagram, litlink

Chibikki: tumblr, twitter, website

deathlolipop: tumblr, instagram

eternalbattoru: tumblr, instagram

Eternal magical girl: instagram, twitter, litlink

Shinanashina: instagram, twitter, linktree

Parapoppurafuna: instagram, twitter, litlink

oyasumix: instagram, twitter

Ryan lab: tumblr, 2nd tumblr, instagram, twitter

Kumaochang: tumblr, instagram, twitter, litlink

amnyuix: tumblr, instagram, twitter

blue_ghost_blue: instagram , twitter

YOU'VE BEEN HIT BY

YOU'VE BEEN STRUCK BY

kijetesantakalu

CREEPED VISUAL NOVEL Link, tutorial, extra art, Q&A, some chatter

The CREEPED Prologue is completely free and browser-ready. Gameplay is about 10 minutes. Please read the "tutorial" and notes before playing!

Follow Y/N and their dog, Max, through their grandparents' farm and a mysterious forest filled with...less than fortunate people!

PLAY HERE; works best on PC

This visual novel is powered by GOOGLE SLIDES! It has 0 programming and was created by one person in a little over a month, so please bear with any "bugs" and clunkiness!

TUTORIAL

>Click using mouse/trackpad >Go slowly to not break game >Do not use arrow or space keys

EXTRA NOTES:

>Works best on PC/Browser, I haven't tested the full game on mobile yet >In general, clicking the PNGs on the textbox (Apple, Teddy Bear, Hatchet, etc) will lead you to the right page >If you land on a page that tells you to "go back," that's when you should click the back-arrow key. If your cursor disappears, it doesn't register the click correctly >I recommend moving your cursor periodically to avoid it disappearing and sending you to the wrong page

EXTRA ART

some WIPS and the original sprite-style i was gonna choose LOOOOOOOL

Q&A

Q: Is this an x reader? A: This is a reader-insert, but it's not romantic and I try to keep it as neutral and unidentifiable as possible! Q: What's the plot? A: GENERALLY AND WITHOUT SPOILERS, your dog gets you into trouble and you're just looking to help him!

Q: Who is in the prologue? A: Tim, Brian, Toby, and Kate! More will be added in future chapters.

Q: When will future chapters be posted? A: Not sure! This took me about a month to do, and half was spent over winter break. I will try to get chapter 1 posted before summer, but I am a full-time student, employed, have extracurriculars, etc etc

ok thats all i only remember 4 questions feel free to ask more LMAO

CHATTER(because you know i can talk forever)

ok i just wanted to be able to talk about how the process was with this and how i feel about the results and whatnot...

ive been wanting to make a google slides visual novel since i was like 13 LOL it hit the point where i was repeatedly told i should just learn to code but i was like NOOOOO ITS GOTTA BE GOOGLE SLIDESSSS which is totally stupid but hey. i think that gives it some sort of simple charm that reminds me of being 16 and doing little projects in my room LOL i like working with the easiest tools . my bad

anyway. im just very happy LOL. it's not perfect but i feel like i came full circle in a sense?!?! i've been into creepypasta since i was 9 and it comforted me when things were really hard, and when i was 18 i was going through a really hard time and got back into creepypasta as a way to distract myself. i've always had a habit of throwing myself into fiction for escapism when things suuucked.

i'm 20 now but i've met SO many amazing people, had so many fun awesome exciting projects with friends, created tons of stuff im proud of, felt more motivated to create since i was like 13, have been inspired by so many amazing artists/authors on here, etc. just so so so lucky to find community in such a tight-knit cute fandom that thrives off of creativity and playing around! i hope i can keep the momentum and make a couple more chapters this year, but im kinda busy with school and work...LOL . i'm just excited to have this posted so i can have more discussion about it T_T

anyway thank you if you read this far and thank you if you played etc etc yaahhhhhh omg ok BYE THIS IS SO EMBARRASSING im just so grateful to be in this fandom

Bullfrog x h!reader

Request: A scenario where he gets cold and just wants to seek warmth cause he feels like he could hibernate

A/N: This idea is so cute 😭 thank you for telling me! @viney900 (he might be a bit out of character omg so sorry for that) I hope you like it. And sorry it's a bit short and rushed 💦

Masterlist

Word Count: 1.6k

Taglist: @blorbostation @eateableworm @livelaughluvvfaithyy @darkchanx @astoraa @shiroisotto64

It was mid-December and it was snowing like crazy. Everything was white as far as the eye could see. You were wearing your warmest clothes while watching this beautiful view with a cup of hot chocolate in your hand. It was your favorite time of year as all these piles of metal were covered in snow, it was a new sight. Finally something natural and organic.

You sipped your hot chocolate with a delighted smile and looked towards the couch, "Hey, do you want to go outside and play in some snow?" No, of course you weren't talking to your couch. You weren't that crazy yet.

A muffled, unamused grunt came from the other end. Bullfrog spoke unhappily from where he was wrapped in blankets, "I'd rather stay inside, Miel. Don't get me wrong. I'd love to have fun with you, but—" You could literally hear him shudder when he heard the word snow.

You chuckled at that, "Oh, come on. A little snow won't do anything. What's wrong with having a little fun? It's not like it can eat you." Your smile faded slightly with concern when you didn't hear a sound from him. Your thoughts were intruding again, "It's not that cold at home and you're still wrapped in a bunch of blankets. Aren't you sweating in there? Don't tell me you're..." Your voice trailed off.

“Non, I am not sick, stop worrying.”

"I can't help it, you know." You approached and leaned back on the couch. You watch as he slowly sips his own hot chocolate. His half-closed eyes had been staring at the silent program that had been playing on the television for some time. The show kept ending and repeating itself.

"Well, if you are not sick and want to have fun with me, do you not want to get your clothes wet in the snow or do you hate the cold or something?" You had a feeling it was more than that. You knew he wouldn't mind getting cold or his clothes getting wet and dirty if it meant the two of you had fun. But... this time the 'cold' seemed to bother him further then he was letting on.

He rubbed his eyes, “I…” He sighed. “I don’t hate it—“

“You just don’t feel like it then—“

"You don't need to be around me all the time, you know. If you want to play in the snow, you're free to do that." He thought you weren't having fun because you were staying with him, and you know he felt guilty about that. But it was your choice and frankly you would have preferred to stay with him. You weren't staying with him because playing alone wasn't fun, you were staying with him because you just wanted to be around him. And that was reason enough. It was better to sit quietly with him than to run through the snow and possibly get sick afterwards anyway. You chose to stay warm and comfortable. So you were understanding him.

"My free will chooses to stay with your sick body." You patted his head.

“I am not sick— peu importe…” He grumbled.

You jumped over the couch and sat next to him with a grin, "Fine. You're healthy as always."

Bullfrog didn't seem to understand what you were saying and neither of you spoke for a while, continuing to watch the TV idly as you sipped your hot chocolate. Instead he seemed to be having a fight in his head, "You know what? I changed my mind. Let's go outside. If I keep sitting like this, I'm going to fall asleep."

You turned to him, surprised, "Really? Hey, you don't need to force yourself. It's okay if you're not comfortable. It's fine with me, you know."

He gave a dismissive thumbs up, "No, it's okay, don't worry. Let's go." He freed himself from the pile of blankets he was wrapped in and jumped down to the ground. He quickly finished his hot chocolate and placed it on the coffee table. As you looked at him in surprise, he abruptly grabbed your arm and quickly dragged you towards the door while you yelped in surprise, "Let's go!"

You stumbled, trying not to drop your own hot chocolate, "W-wait. Slow down! I'm gonna fall!" You put your drink aside and quickly took your coat, and before you could wear it properly, you were already out of the house and being pulled up the stairs. He had already put on his own coat before you started getting dressed.

He dragged you up the stairs and you walked out of the building and onto the rooftop. You heard him let out a small breath when his feet came into contact with the snow. He trembled and muttered a few inaudible French words.

The two of you walked to the middle of the roof and observed the white world. Bullfrog looked tense and stiff. You could see that he was trying hard not to shake. He looked like he was torn between whether to stay or run back inside.

You decide that you can help him get out of his misery. To your surprise he seemed to have chosen to slowly escape. While he turned back and tried to walk towards the door with shaky steps, you took a handful of snow and formed a ball. He was muttering about what a bad idea this was.

“Hey, Bullfrog. Are you running back inside so quickly?” You didn't know what was going on inside his head, but you were sure he had to win whatever argument was going on and forget about it for a moment. He just needed to relax. You knew he could have fun too.

He stammered, mostly out of embarrassment, as you can guess, "I'm sorry. But it seems like this isn't the right mood for—" He cried out, losing his balance as you successfully hit him in the head with the snowball, and fell face flat down.

Your eyes widen, “Holy shit." You were actually expecting him to sense the incoming attack and dodge or catch the ball or— do anything else. He's never done this before. Now you're worried. There was definitely something wrong with him.

You rush to his side, “You okay?” He shakily got up to his knees.

"I shouldn't have let my guard down. It's my fault." He laughed weakly at his mistake. But you knew there was more to it than that. After not getting an answer from you for a while, he slowly looked at you. He swallowed with your serious face. It seems like he can't evade the questions anymore.

"What's your problem?" Your eyebrows furrowed in seriousness and concern. A simple question but difficult to answer. A question that heaved his heart.

He frowned, “Rien, nothing wrong—“

"Are you ill?" You repeated the same question that worries you again. Because if he was really sick, you couldn't let him tire himself out like this. You gently caressed his cheek, and pressed the back of your hand to his forehead. His weak arms almost give out with your warm touch. He fleed from your touch, not letting herself melt, and sighed, "I told you I wasn't."

“Then what’s wrong with you?” He stood up shakily with a grunt. He heavied a sigh and watched his warm breath come out in a visible small cloud, "I...I'm going to hibernate." He sulked.

“You… what?”

He dismissed it, "It's not a big deal. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner... I just couldn't find the right words to inform you." That felt like a big lie "And I'm sorry for ruining your fun, I'm... going back now."

You held his shoulder, "Wait a minute. Are you going to hibernate? Now?" How could he say this wasn't a big deal? He'll probably sleep for about a month or two and that doesn't seem like a big deal? This is really important for his health and it seems like he's been ignoring it for a while! Why does he keep himself from hibernation!?

He glanced away, “Uh… non… Not right now. I can’t… I can’t sleep yet.”

“And why is that?”

He frowned, “You know why. I shouldn't sleep. I have lots of work to finish.”

You crossed your arms over you chest, with a raised brow, “I thought you said you were free until—“

He quickly interjected, "That's right! I said 'until'. And at any moment, someone can give me an important task. So what happens if I don't do it? I can't leave anything unfinished using the excuse that I was just sleeping." As the two of you stared at each others eyes for a while, a light breeze passed by and you noticed that it had started to snow again.

You saw that his shaking was getting worse, he is vulnerable right now, so you approached him without furthering the discussion and easily picked him up as he looked in surprise. "H-huh..."

“Let's go back home before you get actually sick. We'll talk about all this there." He sighed in defeat and let your warmth envelop him, finding it useless to resist. He pressed his face into the crook of your neck as he let it all happen.

You closed the door behind you and looked at him. You took off your jacket along with his and dropped it on the floor. At that moment, he was using all the energy in him not to fall asleep while in your arms. You smiled slightly at this. He was just like a little child stubbornly resisting falling asleep in his mother's arms. How long had he been resisting hibernation? All his life? Is this even possible?

"I understand your concerns, but hibernation exists for a reason. It's for your own g—"

"Please, you don't have to tell me that. I already know." He mumbled, sighing sleepily. "Please put me down."

You hummed, "Fine. I'll put you down."

He stammered when he noticed you walking towards your room, "W-what are you doing?" You didn't answer, instead you walked into your bedroom and laid down on your bed with him. You wrapped your hands tighter around his body and didn't let him escape from you. He didn't struggle much and exhaled tiredly.“Dors avec moi” you mumbled, causing his eyes to widen with your words.

His cheeks changed colors with that, "I told you I am not going to sleep." This time it was you who flustered him.

"Sure. Don't. But I will. And you are not leaving me while I sleep." He tried to push you away in protest. You finally let out a deep sigh. "Please. Bullfrog. I promise to wake you up if something happens, okay? Just focus on resting for now." He froze. He thought about it and glanced up at you, "You promise to wake me up?"

"Of course I do! When did I lie to you?"

His eyes softened. He moved a little closer to you and sighed, "Bien..." He couldn't keep his eyes open any longer and closed them with a relieved smile. And with surprising speed he fell asleep immediately. You watched for a while as his chest slowly rose and fell as he soundly sleeped. Maybe you shouldn't have taken off his coat because even though you covered him with a blanket, he was still slightly shivering, holding on to you like his life depended on it. You slowly took his hands off you and left his trembling body silently. He quickly curled into a small ball to protect himself from the cold, causing you to smile. You quickly ran to the living room and collected all the blankets he left on the couch and went back inside and wrapped him even tighter with the blankets you brought and laid down next to him. He had somehow managed to find you and cuddle up next to you.

"Bonne nuit" You whispered as you closed your eyes to rest with him.

Summary : More of a crack fic tbh, no real warnings apart from cursing. YOUR ONLY 2 YEARS YOUNGER BTW

A/N : I didn’t know what to write but didn’t wanna not write 😔, off topic but i actually rlly like the idea of Shinichiro X Waka’s younger brother.

“YOU WERE WHAT.” really, the words had slipped from Shinichiro’s mouth, he was going to have more than one Imaushi on his ass now.

Wakasa slammed down his hands on the work table in the back of the bike shop, it was closed by now. It was late.

Shinichiro had no idea how to respond, this was a horrible way to confess he'd been involved with his brother for so long.

Through a sex joke.

———

Wakasa chuckled as the two discussed his younger brother “He was practically shoving it down his throat. I'm sure he liked it.”

“I was shoving it down his throat last night.” Shinichiro said bluntly, and quite confidently and loudly at that.

Wakasa’s smile had never DROPPED faster.

———

Which is what led to this situation. “It was just on instinct I promise!” Shinichiro tried to cover it up.

“INSTINCT MY ASS.” He looked at the ravenette straight in the eyes with a furios expression.

“It really was! If you had said that about anyone else I would've said the same thing!”

It was late and Wakasa was tired, he was about to head home anyways.. he let it slide under his radar, for now.

———

Wakasa finally got home and saw his younger brother on the couch sleeping, with the tv on. You probably had fallen asleep watching whatever show was on at the time.

Debating whether to wake you up and ask you about Shin, he ended up doing it.

“mmmm.. yes Wakaa?” you looked up at the older dude, yawning and sitting up. Still very noticeably half asleep.

The only thing you were focusing on was getting this over as quickly as possible before so you could go back to sleep, clearly not in a good state of mind.

“Are you and Shinichiro together?”

“mm.. yeah we are..”

Wakasa felt his blood BOIL.

“Have you two done anything together?”

“mhm..”

Silence filled the room, you flopped back down and laid down on the couch to go back to sleep again.

If it wasn’t for the fact Wakasa didn't wanna wake you again, he might’ve even started rampaging.

But, he let you sleep.

He wanted to confront you and Shinichiro.

At the same time.

———

You woke up on the couch with a blanket and pillow on you, and Shinichiro sitting down on the matching loveseat beside the two seater you were laying on.

Amd Wakasa on the other couch, you shot up a little too quickly from your seat seeing the scene.

You were used to waking up to Wakasa’s friends at the house, but Wakasa looked so mad.

So serious.

“Y/N, you finally woke up.” Wakasa’s tone sounded dead panned.

You rubbed your eyes awake glancing at Shinichiro then back at Wakasa, you had an idea of what he found out about.

“So, Shinichiro.. mind explaining why you broke bro code?” you froze, fuck, did Wakasa already find out? Shinichiro stayed quiet for a few seconds.

“You told me that I should try experimenting with more than just girls!”

“SO YOU GO AND FUCK MY BABY BROTHER?” Wakasa shot back immediately, he’d always been a lazy guy, he wanted to punch the dark haired man more than anyone else in the world.

“I DON’T GET TO CHOOSE WHO MY HEART LIKES!”

“BUT YOU CAN CONTROL YOUR FUCKING DICK!”

“YOUR BROTHER HAS A NICE ASS!”

The room went silent, your face turning a bright red from embarrassment. Wakasa’s turning red from anger.

Shinichiro quickly regretted his words, hating how things kept slipping in and out of his mouth, almost like he did inside yo—

Wakasa lunged at Shinichiro, and he would've hit him if you didn’t grab hold of the ravenette and move him towards your body.

“Y/N what the hell!” Wakasa said angrily, Shinichiro couldn’t help but laugh at the scene.

“C’mon Wakaaa he clearly likes me more, especially the way I treat him at ni—“ This time you were the one to hit Shinichiro.

A harsh slap across the face, a few seconds after and a proud Wakasa till the situation calmed down.

Wakasa, still furios about all the sex jokes Shinichiro made, but coming to terms with the relationship between you two.

“If you touch my brother again I’ll snap your neck in half Sano.” You and Shinichiro gave a light laugh, “I’m not joking. A pillow between you two right now.” He stood up and put the pillow you were previously sleeping on and set it between you and the older.

“Wakasa!” you protested grabbing the pillow and throwing it at him, Shinichiro started laughing again. Wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you close to his own.

“Get your hands off him you fucking—!”

I'm dumdum head forgot my phone on the bus so now I kinda lost everything =']

Which is also the excuse that proshippers use but i doubt they are okay with that, so why is erasure okay then?

- “its just fiction” i love how u guys use that excuse every time u erase gay rep 💀

i think teto is an afab femme enby (just like me :3)

also i think teto is french-japanese

More shadowfaerie with bonus airfryer