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🎹🎶.

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recent doodles and wips !! trying to get more into drawing atm before my 10 hour art exam in like. a week lol. gulp!!

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Can the flags dance?

lippmann and piano man definitely can. they are very elegant and smooth, making any dance look easy regardless of the style or pace. lippmann is an amazing lead and follow, while piano man only wants to lead. if you’re looking to learn, they would be great teachers.

chuuya and iceman are not as good, but they’re not bad either. they know enough to get by and are really good at improvising (read: fake it ‘til you make it) when they’re out of their depth. both don’t have a preference, but because of their heights, chuuya usually ends up following and iceman ends up leading.

doc — bless his heart — tries, though it takes a lot of convincing to get him to dance in the first place. his IV usually gets in the way, so he would eventually take it out if he were to actually get serious about dancing. he prefers to follow because he has zero idea what he’s doing.

albatross might actually know how to dance, but he does badly on purpose. he’s wild, unpredictable, and sharp — if he wanted to, he’d probably be good at hip-hop and breakdancing style. don’t ask him to partner dance unless you’re prepared to be dipped at random moments and twirled until you’ve got shaken baby syndrome — you’ve been warned.

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bungo stray dogs (stormbringer) crack drabble about piano man and his jokes + the flags' reaction

     author's note and warnings; my fellow flags enjoyers (there's actually so many of you out there, hiii!) I come bearing gifts. I need more of their friendship in my life. terrible jokes ahead - but other than that, no warnings apply. credit. inspo.

     laughter is the best medicine; The Old World is, predictably, loud and busy on a Friday evening. Amongst the crowd is a group whom the staff are well familiar with. They're regulars, but even if they weren't, the sheer eccentricity of the group would ensure they were recognized anywhere.

They occupy a pool table in the back of the bar which has since been deemed 'their' table. No one dares to approach them - the bar staff are 99% sure they're mafioso - though there is the occasional brave fangirl that tries to shoot their shot with the group's resident dreamy actor.

Despite their intimidating looks, though, the bar staff have come to understand that they're just a regular group of guys hanging out and being guys.

After all, it's hard to take someone seriously when they don't even take themselves seriously.

"So how are those supernotes coming along, Piano Man?" Doc teased, knowing damn well that the leader of their group had missed yet another deadline.

“You can’t rush perfection,” the man huffed. “They’ll get done when I feel like they’re done and not a moment sooner.”

“I’m sure the boss loves that,” Chuuya commented with a raised brow.

“He can wait,” Piano Man said haughtily. He leaned forward, eyes focused on the 8 ball. “I have other plans that take precedence.”

At that, everyone perked up.

“Oh? And what plans are those?” Lippmann asked curiously. He leaned against the table, sipping from his wine glass. It didn’t matter if he got a little drunk now; the game was already over.

The leader of their little group aimed his cue stick and reeled his arm back to punt it forward. The cue ball strikes its target square on, ricocheting it straight into the back corner pocket. Satisfied, Piano Man straightened up. “I had some war plans drafted that I was going to share with you all…”

Before anyone can open their mouth and ask him what war he was talking about—

“But I thought it would bomb.”

The line was delivered so deadpan and with the smuggest smile one could make.

A lot of things happened at once.

Albatross gaped at him for a second (like he couldn’t believe Piano Man had made such a terrible joke), then started laughing so hard he couldn’t breathe.

Doc sent the blonde a concerned (and appalled) look. “Albatross, you’re the only one that found that funny…”

If any of them had been paying attention, they would’ve heard a small huff of laughter coming from Iceman. It’s quickly and smoothly covered up by a puff of his cigarette.

Chuuya held his cue stick in one hand while the other pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance. “I’m crashing out.”

Finally, Lippmann could only give their leader a wry, exasperated smile. “Piano Man… you’re so embarrassing…”

Although his joke totally bombed (no pun intended) with its audience, Piano Man looked pleased, almost proud at the varying degrees of incredulity he managed to get out of his friends. So, against everyone’s wishes, he continued.

”I lost the fight to battle those urges...” he said dramatically as everyone looked at him with wide eyes, unable to stop this train wreck of an evening. “But at least I took a shot at it.”

“STOP,” Chuuya was the first one to act after several seconds of silence. To anyone else, it would’ve been uncomfortable, but Piano Man relished in it. “JUST STOP. I can’t take any more of this!”

Albatross had already been precariously teetering on his seat from laughter. The second (worthless) joke only renewed it, causing him to laugh so hard he falls out of his chair and onto the floor (this does not stop him from continuing to laugh).

Doc sighs in fond disbelief as he gets up to help the younger man off the floor. He shakes his head, “This is getting out of hand,” in regard to Piano Man’s antics, but the mischievous glint in his eye would prove he wasn’t actually against it.

Iceman almost chokes on his cigarette at the sheer stupidity of it all. This time, he’s unable to cover up the spluttered cough, but fortunately, no one pays it any heed. Still, he has to look away from them (he knows he’ll start laughing otherwise and that wouldn’t be a good look for his stoic reputation).

Meanwhile, Lippmann has danced away and is pretending to ignore the group by initiating conversation with a random stranger. “Who, him? No, I don’t know him.” All the while looking absolutely clueless.

“But you all walked in together??”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” (Gaslighter.)

All in all, a very normal Friday evening.

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quick small stormbringer doodles before i sleep can u tell who the favourite child is hint hint it’s lippmann

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pianoman :)

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OHHHHHHHH GOOD LORD TJEMTHEMTHEM 😭😭😭😭🧊🎬

Bodyguard

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haven’t used tumblr in actual years and have like. completely forgotten how it works so anyways first bsd doodle here!!!!! :) second ver was solely because the pose reference was the demolition lovers LOL

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Valentine 💌 🍫

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I hate rimlaine so much

(They make me cry, and I hate them, and they are in my every waking thought and their relationship is so tragic I’m going to have a mental breakdown OMFG)

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Putting them in my mouth and chewing them up only to spit them out so that their mangled corpses are mashed together in the most irreversible way.

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praying every day stormbringer will be adapted into anime (NOT as a 3-4 ep beginner, give me a full adaptation pls & thanks) not even because chuuya or dazai but people need to know VERLAINE the rawest character ever while also being the most pathetic. like fyodor thought he did something playing his cello and saying "blessed be the children" while making a kid blow himself up?? pfft. the very FIRST thing we know of verlaine is he would've assassinated the queen of england at her coronation if she had actually shown up and not let a body double be in place. and he just did it because it was a challenge?? unbelievably based. then he showed up, easily bested chuuya in a fight of gravity, knocked him so hard against a window it cracked then said "aww, little bro, you're too thin, if you don't eat more brother's gonna be worried"? goes hard as hell. waxing soft poetics about comets and loneliness while showing chuuya the corpse of his friend? insane. told a super-skeleton "i'll put you in a place where you can see the stars while sleeping" while kicking its ass? raw shit. "sometimes it is more evil to let live than to kill"? BANGER. N escaped in a lift and he dragged it down by the cable with his bare hands expressionlessly? cool af. a brat (read: dazai) told him he already grasped the extent of verlaine's power so he flexed by blasting a hole from 100 feet underground to the surface? FUCKING RAW. brought N up to the top of a crane then when N begged him to let him down, said "can't you just walk? 🤨" while pulling out a pear to chomp on? funniest mf.

and YET

and yet... the very same man was so in over his head that he never realised his savior, mentor, best friend, partner for years was in love with him whether hes human or not like "rimbaud would never lie to me" "it was an honour to be his best friend" "but i... didnt like him"????? make it make sense?? and then only realising his feelings when rimbaud is long dead so he decided to lock himself in a basement forever. its been 6 years now. pathetic.