#anyway im rambling bye

[justawrites]

Loving the new update but I'm not about to bend over backwards to update my AUs, in the future though 👀

[mitathemita]

careful, man, you’re gonna fall!!!!!!!

(bits i liked/closeups & lineart under cut!!!)

psssttt… i’ve also got comms open !!!! go check it out if you’re interested!!!!

[littlecrittereli]

Wanted to doodle some comfort bros to balance out the angst of my recent posts lol

Hey pookies! Just wanted to say I really appreciate all the love and support I've been receiving lately for Decoded! I always love your comments/asks/fanart/memes, it genuinely has been bringing me so much joy and I'm so grateful for it <3

I know I said I had a lot of art to post (and then proceeded to post none of it LOL) I'm just a little overwhelmed rn with some life stuff so sorry for the wait! I also have a lot asks that I haven't gotten to and I apologize for that as well!

Trying my best to keep up, but I haven't had a lot of time recently. Art's gonna be a little delayed, but don't worry Chapter 8 is still gonna come out this Saturday as scheduled!

[aimseytv]

please do not send me videos or clips about me where people spend the majority half of said video just making fun of how i talk and look. i do not want to see that. nobody wants to see that.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

im with fam but i always thinka him so doodle time

[amogus-real-not-clickbait]

part 1 of a little comic / art sequence that i've been working on! :D it's part tribute, part experimenting with brushes n colors and trying new thingz :]

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and thus continues my endless quest of spreading the carrot fics like a plague! if you've seen my art floating around you probs already figured that this au holds a very special place in my heart, forever and always!!

if you haven't heard of it, it's a fic series by @crowned-ladybug called carrot soup!! it made me wish i could speak colors and i need more people to share my struggle xd

go check it out if you're into sweet voice lore and qpr level gayness and just wanna feel warm and soft and warm (hurt/comfort my beloved) <333 there are some heavier themes cos everyone's traumatized but they're working through it! be sure to check the tags and stay safe! <3

[larabar]

"so, that was fun"

[whisperingn1ghts]

DOING THIS WITH MOONCHASER CAUSE I LOVE THEM 😖💕

[mamawasatesttube]

ooooo timkon w “Can you just hold me?” or “You look like you need a hug." for the ficlet thing :3

Kon's hair is a frizzy mess.

That's the first red flag. Kon is ridiculously vain when he wants to be, with a whole hair care shower routine, silken pillowcases, and an array of curl creams and whatnot that he had to explain to Tim twice before any of it stuck in his head properly. Tim teases him for it now and then, but he knows it's because Kon doesn't like people seeing him at anything but his best. Kon got too used to being picked apart on camera for that.

So the fact that his hair is unkempt and mussed as he lets himself in from the balcony is... concerning.

Even more concerning is the way he barely even looks at Tim before he throws himself at the bed, flopping face-down with an oof. The balcony door closes itself behind him like an afterthought, and he heaves a huge, melancholy sigh.

"Kon?" Tim pushes away from his desk, trotting over to the bedside. Kon's legs are sticking off, and Tim shakes his head fondly as he reaches down to tug Kon's boots off. "Long day, huh?"

The first boot comes off in his hands; the second follows almost instantaneously. Kon lifts his head from the duvet to give him a slightly sheepish look over his shoulder, apologetic, before he drops his face back down with a thump.

"I'm tired," he mumbles. And he sounds like it. There isn't even a hint of a smile in his voice.

Tim crawls onto the bed next to him, rests his hand comfortingly at the small of his back. "What happened?"

Kon hisses out another sigh into the duvet. "Someone tried to—and don't get your knickers in a twist, I'm fine—but someone tried to dissect me today. Again."

Alarm jolts through Tim's whole body; his hands immediately start roaming Kon's torso, probing for wounds. "What?! Are you hurt—"

"I just said, I'm fine, Rob." Kon sounds a little wry as he rolls onto his back. "Jeez. What happened to your listening skills?"

He catches one of Tim's wrists and holds it to his chest, over his heart; Tim can see the sliver of an incision, cut right into the center of the S-shield emblazoned on his chest. He can't tell if it cut the skin beneath or not, but at least he doesn't see any blood.

The tiny smile on Kon's face fades, and Tim softens, studying him. Now that he can look properly, he can see the telltale signs that Kon cried, earlier; his cheeks are a little blotchy, his eyes slightly reddened. An eyelash is stuck to the delicate skin just below his eye.

"Some... ugh. They were some, like, Cadmus-wannabes. Total bozos, though. They had a red sun lamp, but no metagene suppressant, so." Kon shrugs, discontented. "They didn't even use the energy restraints like that time with Amanda Spence, like—c'mon, at least do your basic research if you're gonna try to vivisect a guy, right?" He snorts humorlessly. "I got out fine, took it down, called the S.C.U., it's whatever. I'm just... I'm so tired, Tim," and his voice cracks on Tim's name.

"Kon," he murmurs, leaning down. He presses their foreheads together, his chest aching. He'll have to check the news, find out from reports who exactly was behind this, because... it shouldn't matter, since it's already taken care of, but something inside him burns at the thought that anyone, anywhere, could put such a bone-deep sorrow into Kon's eyes.

"I'm so tired of people acting like I'm—like I'm not a person just 'cuz I hatched outta some stupid tube in a lab." Kon's eyes are too bright. He squeezes them shut and takes a shaky breath. "Like—what do I gotta do, y'know? How do you just—how do you even get through to people who're so convinced clones aren't people? I'm a person, too! I just... I..."

Tim very briefly debates the ethics of breaking into Stryker's just so he can hit someone with his staff. Or his car.

"I'm... really sorry you had to deal with that," he says instead, lamely. It's cold comfort, and awkward, and—

And it makes Kon laugh, watery but real. He blinks his teary-bright eyes up at Tim, brushes a gloved hand to his cheek. "You're mad as hell right now, aren't you?"

Tim smiles ruefully and presses his lips to Kon's jaw. "You caught me." Another kiss, to the corner of Kon's mouth. "I just—I hate that I can't do anything to fix this kinda thing for you. You don't deserve it."

"Mm." Kon takes a second to collect himself, swallows hard, and breathes out slowly. "You do more than you realize, I think. Can you just—can you just hold me? For a little while?"

Tim flops down on top of him immediately, wraps his arms around his head and neck, and smushes his face into Kon's hair. It would probably be more comfortable if they were side-by-side and facing each other, but the advantage of this position is that—

Kon laughs again, soft and fond. His voice is still a little thick, but he's smiling now. "Is that comfy for you...?"

"Kinda." Tim kisses his temple, too. "You smell like smoke."

"Mmf, sorry." Kon sighs again. "And I got it all over the bed now, too, huh..."

"S'okay. We can just grab a different blanket later." Tim scrunches his fingers through Kon's hair until they hit a tangle. "...Want me to wash your hair for you?"

Kon's arms tighten around him, and suddenly he seems like he needs a moment before he can respond. Tim doesn't rush him.

"Yeah," Kon croaks out after a moment, his voice suspiciously wet. "Yeah, Robbie. I'd like that a lot."

[catzgam3rz]

"Goop this one up Motherfucker"

[todayisafridaynight]

[smilebug]

alright call me crazy but. how do folks feel about an android wall-e jesskas au

[karmaajr]

ALSO GUYS I GOT MY EARS RE-PIERCED IN CLAIRES, YIPPEEEEEE!!! (I got them pierced four years ago during covid but had to take them out two years ago in school and FINALLY got around to getting them done again)

[not-5-rats]

Okay so...this started as a sorta stable idea but then I started rambling and it ehhh...it went somewhere? Idk, this probs makes like zero sense but just go with it alright bestie????

Do you guys think Sugarboo ever used work as an excuse to distance themself from Al when Seth came back?

Like they knew the two were finally getting to know one another again, finally rebuilding a trust that was shattered years ago and they didn't wanna get in the way of that. So they threw thenself into their work...to distract themself, to remove themself

And for a while this worked out alright, Seth and Al had some space to talk abt...things and SB was able to work on getting their business of the ground...but they quickly ran into an issue. Burn out.

It had all happened so quickly, one day everything was fine, business was great, they were spending every moment of everyday in their own little space, baking anything their mind could think of at that moment and everything they made instantly sold out....but suddenly they could barely lift a spoon, everything was too much, too much demand, not enough supply. They were so stressed that they could barely roll out of bed some days.

They tried to just 'push past' this, thinking they were simply a bit tired, they just needed to keep going and things would be okay. Things were not okay. They worked themself into the ground, and people were beginning to notice, they were starting to notice

Al had started thinking something might be off when be realised it had been like...3 while days and he hadn't seen Boo at all. He mentioned it briefly to Seth which...didn't help. Bro knew this had something to do with him, and he was honestly silently freaking. Both of them tried to ask SB abt it, multiple times, yet neither of them received anything more than a vague 'answer'. They each had their suspicions but everything came out one day when they decided to check on SB after their work

They knocked on the door to no response, they knocked again and even called out to them but still no sign of life from within the house. At this point they were worried so they cautiously pried open the door and went inside. They couldn't find SB at first but they pretty soon found them, crying their eyes out on their bathroom floor. Al rushed to offer comfort, to ensure they were alright but Seth seemed to hesitate by the bathroom door, deciding it best for him to back up a bit

They asked SB what was going on, what had happened...but they couldn't answer. They were shaking, roughly, and were barely able to keep their eyes open due to exhaustion. Al had his hands on their shoulders trying to keep them conscious but they couldn't look at him. As they kept asking SB finally made an attempt to answer, through shaky breaths and messy sobs they murmered out something along the lines of -

"Sorry...I didn't...you guys finally...finally seemed happy...together...I didn't...I didn't wanna get in your way...I tried to work...but there's so much to do...and everyone wants different things...I'm sorry...I'm so sorry.."

Their voice trailed off as their gaze shifted slightly, first they looked up at the pink-haired one knelt infeont of them, they felt ashamed...they felt pathetic. But then they looked across the room to the brunette stood in the doorway...and they felt even worse. They failed, they had tried so hard not to get in the way...and now? Now all the attention was on them, they were stuck in the middle of everyone. They had failed...like always

Al tried to comfort them, tried to make them see that they weren't bothering anyone, they weren't in the way of anything and they had nothing, I repeat, NOTHING to be sorry for...but they couldn't hear him. Their head was foggy, their vision began to go and pretty soon...they went limp...turns out when you dont take care of yourself properly there are harsh consequences on your physical health

They passed out. That was all they remembered the next day, they had woken up to a concerned face watching them from the edge of their bed. Al noticed the second they were awake

"Boo! Holy shit what was that! What are you playing at? You really scared us there!"

He tried to calm down, he wasn't mad he was just scared, scared for the health of the one he loved. SB didn't say much, they were still so tired...and their head hurt, like they'd been hit by a truck. After a while Seth appeared with water, painkillers and toast. They made sure SB drank/ ate smth...they needed it and tried to get then to talk about what was going on. It took a few hours...but they finally explained why they'd been gone so much, why they were so busy...how they ended up like this

The two were...well...they felt like shit for their own reasons. Al felt awful cause he hadn't noticed, he had let all of this happen without doing anything to stop it. He'd been so caught in in Seth being back and what that meant for them that he had lost sight of the rest of his life. Seth...Seth knew this was his fault, he came back and now everything was falling apart, he was a curse, a plague, a danger to those around him...this was his fault

The three sat in silence for a while, broken by SB who somehow had a sense the other two were already casting blame onto themselves

"I'm sorry..."

Both tried to cut them off, but they continued

"! I don't want you guys using this to beat yourselves, it wasn't your fault, I...I should've spoken to you...I should've...been honest with you guys-"

"Sugar...stop it"

There was a slight argument, but it quickly slowed to everyone just being upset and apologetic. They all sat on SBs bed, making sure to give SB enough space to themself, and they spoke about what the next step was to ensure thay everyone was happy, and that everyone was alright.

It was a tough conversation, SB didn't want to accept help, they didn't want to admit that they needed it, Seth was tempted to just...leave town again, and Al was barely keeping himself together atp. In the end they worked it out...sorta. Things were still a bit rocky...but they'd made progress. They decided SB really shouldn't be on their own much right now, so they agreed to spend most of the daytime outside with Al and Seth, sometimes just with one but most of the time the three were all together (to stop anybody from getting stupid ideas), they all agreed to be more open...as open as they could be right now. There were still things each of them didn't wish to disclose and that was alright! They just had to make sure everyone was open about how they felt...about this situation, it would be hard...they all knew this...but they cared abt each other...they wanted to be around one another, and they knew this was how to maintain that....so they agreed and stuck to that plan

By the time the conversation was done SB was cuddled against Al and their eyes were already fluttering shut once more. He smiled down at them and they smiled back...they felt...better. They still felt weird, and tired...and sore. But things felt easier, not much...but slightly. Like their was a pastel filter over all their problems, sure they were still there....but they weren't as bad anymore. With that comforting thought they fell asleep...finally getting the rest they needed

End of this...ehm...ramble? Idk bros it's 1am

[xxplastic-cubexx]

what other silly little antics do you think charles and erik got up to in that cube besides play chess because my money's on book discussions. like them book clubs with suburban moms where you drink wine and talk about books you read except theres no wine i dont think thats permitted in the plastic cube prison and theres not even a club its just two old men

[randomminty]

please i am BEGGING for you to drop the other roleswap champion designs,,, i had no idea how hard cynthia would slay in lance’s fit and my animal brain is now starving for roleswap steven and lance if you ever feel confident enough to post them,,,,,;

[insert meme of guy on his hands and knees offering a wad of fanned-out dollar bills here]

TY JUST FOR YOU ANON…. i redrew my old designs. I still cant figure out stevens design but this will do

Just for fun ill throw my old designs/brainstorming under a read more too!

This is a year old. Theyre so ugly. Okay