details yo!!!

I was ridin a guardian around out of boredom, scaring tf outta travellers was p amusing though……. then I thought of this and I cant draw that good so I tried my best drawing what I pictured in my mind jfkdjfkj

pls reblog,,,,, validate me pls

There we go! Mahiru-No-Yo in all her breathtaking glory.

I really adore her character. She’s a stunning woman who’s receiving way too much hate in my eyes. She’s the true queen of OnS who has done her best to deserve the title. Being able to break out of the birdcage called her life while playing with the most capable magical syndicates of Japan, well, that’s something worthy of respect.

It’s time for a comeback.

“Some gringas have imitated me; they want to dress like ‘Mexicans,’ but those poor women look like cabbages, and to tell you the truth they look plain ugly”

   -Frida Kahlo, The Letters of Frida Kahlo, 1995

This quote has a lot of relevance in respect to the recent events in the fandom. Too often Whites have stolen, taken, and appropriated the identities and cultures of People of Color for their brown paper doll oc’s. They bastardize them, filling their backstories and personalities with racist tropes and stereotypes. They ignore criticism of such actions, dismiss and trivialize concerns of People of Color as drama, and attempt to victimize themselves or dismiss their actions with shitty excuses and shitty apologies.

It is because of these recent events that I have decided to bring Not your White Fave’s OC back. People of Color cannot rely on whites in the fandom to do right by us, to stand up for us; we cannot rely on them to own up to their racism and take the appropriate steps to rectify their disgusting actions.

People of Color truly need a space for themselves, away from the racism, ignorance and indifference of the mainstream white fandom.

There have been many People of Color in the fandom and in general on Tumblr that call for the creation of “our own spaces” because we are ignored, harassed, stereotyped, etc in the mainstream fandom. However, once a said space is made, those same people leave it on read so to speak. Either it is performative, or they still desire white affirmation.

I’m here to say that we do not need white affirmation. Referring back to the original Characters of Color post, “ We don’t need to ask for acceptance from anyone. We are enough, we’ve been enough and we always will be enough.”- Taraji P. Henson.

The goal of this blog is still the same, to create a safe place in response to the othering, and  exclusion of creatives of color in the white mainstream fandom. A place where people of color could share and celebrate their ocs and their work without fear of being spoken over.

A place for original characters of color made BY people of color, for any form of creative content made by people of color. A place to celebrate our races and cultures without having to censor it for a white audience. It is a place to encourage creators of color to share their work, to make oc’s that represent them, and to be surrounded by a community of people like them!

And so with that I’ll end with this:

Welcome to Not Your Yt Fave’s OC, a blog made for Creators of Color by People of Color!

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A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO A VERY SPECIAL GIRL (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

lmao i actually started working on this when i tried scouting for her first UR and didn’t get her and so i decided to draw her out of sheer spite :)))) but i never finished it… but now i figured her birthday would be a good occasion to finish this~ (plus i heard @sukutomo‘s holding a giveaway for this occasion and this might as well be my first time entering hehe)

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For @nelsubo. 🍸

30 Days of Yo-kai Watch: 14/30 Favorite Rank S

Benzaiten


Medallium Entry:  “The only woman of the Seven Lucky Gods, who is a patron of entertainment, wisdom, and wealth. To bring her blessings to modern entertainment, she’s been learning about our world’s ‘electric guitars’ and 'hard rock’.“


Benny is the reason I’m behind again, but ah well.

I have this whole au thing where is like Miles Edgeworth being impersonated by some American Attorney and the only person who knows is Phoenix (Miles hired the guy don’t worry) and the greatest thing about it is the fact that the impersonator sometimes gets so pissed off that they snap. Points if they swear in the stupid Miles British Accent. Bonus points if they fucking jump over the prosecutors bench to tackle your ass.
“Miles did you just punch the witness???”
“I SAVED YOUR ASS DIDNT I?!!!!”

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me: hmm, i don’t seem to be churning out yo-kai watch fanart at the rate that i have been in the past. am i running out of ideas? am i falling out of love with the series??

my family: hi! guess what, we got you Psychic Specters for your birthday!!

me: nevermind, false alarm

black wedding tidbit

You don’t need to read the first part of black wedding to understand this part at all, but it is a continuation.

it’s devil!Ichimatsu x fem!reader in this bit. it’s sfw. just a little something for this little universe i got. working on my detail writing really

Enjoy!


You were sitting on the bay window sill. Lavender and light blue nightgown flowed lazily with the light breeze. Frogs chirping in the distance with the occasional whisper of an owl giving the calm night a semblance of richness. Moonlight shimmering through your hair and the lace on your gown. He could easily see the stars dancing in your eyes.

You looked ethereal.

Ichimatsu wanted to burn your beauty, this scene, into his mind. He couldn’t tear himself away from the door frame, as if his presence would sully the sight. You were looking off into the starry horizon with a small serene smile.

What we you thinking about, he wondered.

You must have sensed his starring, you were always good at that, for you turned in his direction. Smile growing wider. The love in your eyes outshone the stars tenfold.

His breath caught. Blinded, he nearly choked on the overwhelming feeling you stirred in his wary heart.

He was a demon millenniums old and he had thought he’d seen it all to the point he’d never be caught off guard. Yet there you were, taking his breath away.

His feet moved on their own accord when you spoke his name. Arms wrapping around your middle, he buried his face in your hair. The sigh of contentment passing your lips was nearly his undoing.

“It’s so peaceful tonight, it makes me want to go flying.”

His wings stretched, ready to go at your word.

You let out a breathy giggle, “no, not tonight.” Your palm on his cheek brought him closer so you could kiss his temple. “But thank you, my heart.”

Never had he imagined he’d be this loved, least of all by a human. A human so strong and kind as you.

But also so fragile. His thumb brushed over the hardened scar tissue below your breast and he instantly tensed. He hadn’t realized he let out a growl until you responded with your fingers weaving over his own and whispered that you were fine. You were safe.

He intended to keep it that way. No one was going to take you from him again. You were his wife, his mate. He was already damned but he wasn’t going to be damned further to let anything or anyone harm you again. Least of all his own brother.

His eyes darkened to match his thoughts. No. If his brother ever came near you again he’d….

A yawn showed your blunt teeth to the moonlight. “I’m so tired, yet I’m not ready to sleep yet.” He didn’t hesitate to scoop you up into his arms. Tail flicking with mischief to match his smirk at your slight yelp.

“You need sleep, acushla.” He felt your warm breath on his neck and he had to stop himself from melting.

“Mmmm but I was going to wait for my soul…” another yawn interrupted you. He shushed you before crawling into bed with you. Not needing sleep, he planned on just holding you for the night. Not only to guard you but to ease his thoughts as well. Brushing a strand of hair from out of your face, he vowed once again that he will do everything in his power not to let you go.

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New Friendships and Rough Beginnings (pt. I)

“Just wanted to talk. I won’t bullshit you - there’s no point in that… I know you’re a lilin demon, specifically an incubus. And I know that you screwed Niia last night. You don’t look like you’re on the verge of collapse anymore.”


ft. Uriel Garcia by @grimhatesdeathflowers