#bleh. i'll get there tho. i will.

[orcelito]

I'll finally have some free time tomorrow so I'm hoping i can actually get started on the next chapter of ITNL. I have a solid plan & it'll probably be easy to write once I get started with it... but Before That, I gotta get the ball rolling, & that's always the hardest part 😭

Gonna try tho. If I don't get to wolfwood in the next 2 weeks I'm going to scream

[weather-phenomenon]

yall need to make sure i dont fuck up my last yr at uni bc i need to graduate with like allegedly first class honours but i'll really take just graduating ok thanks!

[cxpperhead]

Like all snakes, Copperhead sheds his skin several times a year. It's an uncomfortable experience and one where he'll secret himself away in one of his many hideouts until the process is over and done with. After shedding, his scales become much more vibrant for a time so it's easy to tell when he's freshly shed therefore operating at peak health.

[mayonakano-archive]

every day, no matter how cold it is, i get a liiittle more tempted to just skip school, turn off my phone, and drive the hr+ to the ocean despite being terrified of driving

[fagdykevash]

woah.... how'd this deer get so good at customer service.......

[ihophashbrowns]

ppl always get so mad when i tell them that i dont like pizza that much sfssdfsgyfsfkggksdk

[deformedcat]

The 5 love language

pairing: artist male y/n x childhood friend oc

warning: vomiting, stalking, obsessive behaviour, gore, open ending, not proof read, v rushed 📣📣

Valentine's Day, a day to spend with your loved ones, something you didn't have.

Forget spending Valentine's day with anyone- you had work at the convenience store. Sure, you're an artist, but money won't magically appear onto your kitchen counter.

Despite that, it didn't bother you as much as the sight you saw around you that day. (though bother might not be fitting, more like envious) There were couples everywhere on dates, holding hand and showing their affection towards each other. Bleh. (translation: when is it my turn?)

Either way, you could complain all you want but life still goes on. Sighing, you walk towards your apartment, staring down at your phone to avoid the sights of couples. It wasn't until an envelope at your door caught your attention.

The envelope had a simple yet design with a heart shape sticker on it, you hesitantly take it and enter your apartment.

After sitting on your couch for abit, you cautiously and gradually opens the letter, wary of any potential pranks, but nothing happened.

"Dear y/n

Happy Valentine's day, well, it's not Valentine's day yet but it will be soon.

I've always had a big crush on you, but i never gotten the chance to confess to you directly. Truth to be told, i'm not a courageous person, but you give me the strength to do so today :).

You are the most strongest, admirable person I've met. Whenever i listen to your music, I'm hit in awe with how talented you are. I fall even harder everytime i see you. Your presence is already enough for me to keep going.

Do you know the saying "the 5 love language"? They are words of affirmation, acts of service, receiving gifts, quality time, and physical touch. I would love to know which one is your love language, but instead of asking, I want to let you experience all of them. I aim to make you feel loved in every way possible, starting with words of affirmation!"

..Ah.

A secret admirer,,?

You honestly didn't know something so cliche that would be done in a high school romance movie would happened to yourself, in real life.

The rest of the kettle had you fuming like a kettle, was this person a fan of poets? They sure had their way with words.

As sweet as the letter sounds, you couldnt help but feel crept out by this, how much does this person knows you? Do you even know this person?

You could only hope that it's not someone creepy, like a stalker.. You opened your phone and take a picture of the letter, sending it to your childhood bestfriend.

y/n:

photo.jpeg

hyeon:

?

what's this?

y/n:

love letter,

saw it in front of my

apartment

hyeon:

does someone have a lil crush on little y/n :0?

y/n:

hyeon:

Daniel's got a competitor 😄

y/n:

NEVER

im forever loyal to daniel

👎👎

hyeon:

haha

why are you showing me this?

y/n:

idk

felt a lil crept out

dont u think its weird??

how did they know where i lived? idfk who they are

hyeon:

hmm, thats true.

maybe it's a neighbour? they mentioned they could hear your music, they might be living around your area ?

y/n:

that make it even worse

hyeon:

lock your doors and windows, you wouldnt want to entice your little 'admirer' to break in do you?

y/n:

gtg, bye

hyeon:

i was just joking D:!

I'll be back from Russia soon, i promise <3

y/n

mm, maybe dont.

take care tho

A few days went by and nothing happened, you were beginning to wonder if the letter was just a prank from the kids around the area.

Regardless, you didn't care, you were to tired from your work ealier. Getting yelled at by your manager in front of the customers, for something rather silly. (you looked really tired but manager took it as "mf u dont like ur work isit) This was far fron the first time, and not the worst thing that had happened, but it didn't make it less draining.

you went into your apartment, turned on the light and fell right onto your couch. Rent was due in 3 weeks,, you were mentally preparing yourself to starve for the next few days to be able to have a roof under your head.

everything was tiring you out, and you just want a car to come running into you already, but the house isn't going to clean itself. You had to do chores because you have been putting off chores for a few days now. It's going to pile up the more you tell yourself "i'll do it tomorrow." so you pushes your body off the couch to start.

maybe you can start by taking out the trash.

problem was, the trash was missing. you stared at the empty, new plastic bag over the trash you didn't remember replacing. are you hallucinating?

you went over the sink to wash the dishes, to find them cleaned and kept neatly inside the cabinet. huh.

you must be going crazy, you were sure you did not wash those dishes nor keep them. even if you did, you wouldn't store them as neat as this.

are you going insane?

you quickly check the laundry, and sure enough, they were all done up. the dirty clothes were washed, the one that you didn't bother folding was folded and put away in your bedroom. Neatly.

was your landlord here this morning? Even if he was, he wouls never done something like this. He only ever told you to stop being so lazy and clean the messy apartment. He even once demanded you to clean everything up while be watched but thats it.

you hit your head against the wall, hard, to check if you had not actually fallen asleep on the couch and this was all just a dream. you winced at the pain on your forehead, that sure gave you an answer that youre not hallucinating.

maybe you're just overworked..?

you sat on your bed, noticing a familiar envelope with another sticker on your pillow.

what the fuck.

you opened the envelope, which in it read,

"dear y/n,

Surprise, it's an act of service this time! you're so hardworking that you tire yourself out,, so i decided to do somethinf to lighten the load for you. Remember to take a break when you need it okay?

I also cooked dinner for you, it's your favourite :). They're in the fridge, please enjoy, it's not healthy to starve yourself.

Eternally yours,

Your secret admirer 💌"

you wanted to kill yourself.

your stalker is in fact, a stalker.

how did they get in your house?

how did they know your habits?

you didn't even bother eating the food in the fridge, letting it sit there as you spend the night searching for cameras in your house.

y/n:

hyeon,

they broke in

the mf that sent the letter broke in

photo.jpeg

hyeon:

broke in?

how? didn't i told you to lock the doors and windows?

y/n:

idfk hyeon

they broke in and like

did my chores

and even cook dinner for me

saying its an act of service

hyeon:

are you safe?

y/n:

i dont know am i

i know this sounds weird af but im

not joking

i dont feel safe in my house rn

hyeon:

call the police.

y/n:

with what evidence

tell them that someone sent two envelope, broke into my bouse, did my chores and cooked a meal for me??

ill sound like a maniac

then they'll send me to a mental hospital

hyeon:

you'll never know unless you try,

y/n, this sound dangerous, your life could be on the line bere.

please just call the police and see if they can do anything about it.

do you still have that previous letter with you?

y/n:

yeah

hyeon:

show that to them, including the new one.

y/n:

ok

ill try

hyeon:

okay.

i wish i wasnt in russia right now.

im so sorry, please wait a bit more, ill come back soon.

update me whenever you can.

y/n:

dont be sorry,

thank you.

you never had a peaceful sleep for the next few days, the only thing keeping you sane is messaging hyeon everyday.

you have been so worn out from what happened that night. you had gone to the police, but after they didnt found anything suspicious in your house besides the two letter, they then left and told you to contact them if anything happened.

useless. you texted to hyeon.

neither did the police nor you could find any hidden cameras around your house, but that didnt mean you were safe. they could missed them, or not search at the right place.

you were sitting on your couch, scrolling down your phone to distract what had happened. suddenly, someone knocked on your door.

you groaned, thinking it was your landlord, you got up, walked to your door and peek from the peephole. nobody was there.

you opened the door slowly, immediately notices the stench behind the door. sitting on the floor in the dark hallway were two boxes wrapped like gifts with a gold ribbon.

crimson liquid was seeping through the boxes, on top of one of the box was an envelope, the one you had received a few days prior.

you suppressed the urge to throw up as you felt your breath getting quicker and shallower. you opened your phone and called the police and messaged hyeon

y/n

hyeon

when the polices arrived, they opened the boxes and envelope. one of the polices seems panickes and quickly rushes to you bringing the envelope, making you read it.

"Dear y/n,

Two, the number of hands one would need to do a heart, i thought it would be romantic to give you two gifts. After all, what's Valentine's day without gifts?

I've seen the way those two treated you, i couldnt stand watching them mistreated you. How prideful that human trash must be to push all his mistakes onto you then punishes you? Just because he's a manager? You don't deserve that, dear, so, this is for you.

And that bastard landlord of yours, the way he stares at you and put his hand at you is so disgusting. If he's gonna look at you like that, he don't deserve his eyes. Just because he's your landlord, does not mean he can put his hand on you like that, so i cut them off.

i hope you enjoy the gifts, dear. I guess this can be considered to be acts of service too? I look foward to spending some quality time with you. I can't wait to finally have you in my arm.

ps. inside the hand of your manager is a necklace. <3

Eternally yours,

Your secret admirer 💌"

you glanced at the content of the boxes, puking at the side after seeing the blood hand of your manager and your landlord's head with his eyes gouge out.

you felt helpless.

you had nowhere to go.

you didnt wanna stay here anymore, you dont feel safe anywhere.

you just want to die.

as the police patting your backs and gives you a bottle of water, you receives a text message on his phone.

hyeon:

hey, i'm here now.

i'm sorry i couldn't reply to you earlier, i just arrived in south korea.

y/n:

hyeon thank god

please

can i stay at your place for a while

i cant stay here anymore

hyeon:

Of course, i'll pick you up.

when you finally met hyeon, you collapsed into the taller man's arm, letting the tears out you have been holding in as hyeon holds you close, embracing you in much needed warmth and comfort.

"here," hyeon placed down a plate of fried rice in front of you, coincidentally it being your favourite food but you dont have any appetite after what happened.

"i can tell you havent been eating well, it's all i have at the moment, but its better than nothing."

you appreciated him, but didnt wanna eat anything at the moment, the sight of your landlors was still fresh in your mind.

"thanks, but i feel really sick right now." you felt bad for putting hyeon through the trouble, only to turn it down in the end. "i'll heat it up and have it tomorrow."

"maybe you at least drink some water?"

"sure." Hyeon was already pouring a warm cup of water for you, you were glad you at least had hyeon to come to.

you two spent a while in an awkward silence, it was like hyeon would not ask what had happened until you were ready to talk about it yourself.

"do you have work later?" you asked to distract yourself.

No, hyeon had alarms around the house. He would be notified of any suspicious activities detected.

"no, my manager said he'll take care of it."

"oh.."

then the silence were back again, until hyeon opened his mouth.

"are you going to sleep now?"

"I.." you were sure you would not be able to sleep tonight, you do not know where that stalker was, what if they too breaks into hyeon's house? will you put him in danger as well?

Even so, you're still on edge.

"do you want to share a room?"

"what?"

"you don't have to sleep alone when i'm right here for you to cuddle with!"

you sighed, "hyeon-"

"no really, maybe im just overprotective but i really dont want to leave you alone. We can catch up on the past month, and maybe if i talk enough, it might put you to sleep?"

you cried into his arms for the second time that night.

you could not remember the last time you was help to sleep, you didnt think there was ever a time actually. when he slept besides hyeon, the latter would always wrap his body around you like a koala.

not that it surprised you, hyeon had always been handsy with you ever since the two was young, but only around him.

whenever they ate together, hyeon would reach his hand out to wipe a grain of rice or a drop of sauce off your face.

whenever they play fight, hyeon would always hug you as a way to "immobilize you". when hyeon suggested decorating the house for Valentine's day to take your mind off of things, he would hold your hand and guide you through tying ribbons and hanging decorations.

And when you still couldnt stop the anxiety from rising, hyeon would hold you so close, no matter what time it is, he would remind you to breathe, and prepare plastic bags for you in case you pukes.

Heck, he even made sure that you had fallen asleep first before he would.

you felt safe by hyeon's side.

On the morning of Valentine's day, hyeon was still asleep which was expected, he had waited for you to fall asleep the night before.

You carefully and quietly slipped out of hyeon's tight hold, and headed towards the washroom, you decided to clean hyeon's office then cook a meal for him.

walking toward hyeon's office, you noticed a few paperwork on his table. It seems like it was the paperwork hyeon's had been doing last evening.

His handwriting was exceptionally neat, it had been quite some time you last seen it, but you could remember envying the man for having such a neat writing.

you noticed a half opened file on the floor, you picked it up and read the content of the files out of curiousity

they were mostly a bunch of statistics and numbers, percentages and whatnot. you wanted to stop reading but you felt drawn in his handwriting. To you, it looked familiar, like you've seen it before.

you stared longer at the words until you realized,

realized why he found it familiar.

you flipped to the next page, why did hyeon have your landlord personal informations?

you felt arms hugging you from behind, "what are you doing, snooping around my work like that? what if it's confidential?'

you didnt answer.

"y/n?" hyeon seemed to noticed you tensing up, "sorry, did i scare you that badly? you just seemed so focused on those papers, i just had to-"

"Hyeon."

"Yeah?"

You didnt know what to say, you did not know what to ask. You didnt know how to ask him.

you wish you were just dreaming.

Because.. wasnt hyeon in russia all this time?

"y/n?"

Hyeon couldnt have been in south korea. He couldnt have went into your apartment. He couldnt have place those.. letters abd boxes in your apartment if he wasnt even in the same country as you

ah.

"y/n, are you okay?"

"hyein,, can i take a look at your passport?"

"my passport? why?"

"i just want to.. confirm something."

Hyeon looked at you for a while, before letting go of you "sure, let me go get it."

As he went back to his room, you held ontobthe table tightly to avoid collapsing.

its okay.

you just had to look into his passport, then you would realize how dumb you are to suspect hyeon, the person that sheltered you when you had nowhere to go. the man that's your childhood friend who would sacrifice anything for you-

Hyeon returned, with his passport in hand. "here you go." you were about to take the passport from hum until you saw it

or more like the lack of it.

instead of handing the passport to you normally, hyeon had flipped it to the latest page. Hyeon had supposedly flew to russia first of december last year.

The last time he travelled, according to the passport,

was back in june.

"you were wondering about this, werent you?" hyeon stepped closer towards you, "when did it click?"

"your handwriting you bastard."

"ah right, that was my mistake, but dont you think it took too long for you to notice?"

Hyeon took the papers one by one, putting them together neatly, as if he was having the most normal and mundane conversation.

As if he wasnt the one that sent you all of that letters.

As if he was not the one who broke into your apartment.

As if he didnt sent that severed head and hands to you..

"i guess i should expected that, after all, i'm never the one whom you'll ever have eyes for, am i?" he smiled bitterly.

"Hyeon.." you wanted to be proven wrong, you wanted to be wrong so bad.

you wanted to believe hyeon was not capable of this.

you wanted to believe him, your closest friend, would never do such thing.

instead, you received a hug that felt so cold.

you wanted to strangle hyeon so bad. you wanted to strangle yourself.

you just felt so weak.

as much as you wanted to avoid it, the clues were all right in front of you, mocking you.

there was no one in the world who had heard and appreciated your music, who observed and knew so much of your lifestyle and habits besides ivan.

when the puzzle started coming together, you could feel yourself falling apart.

"so y/n, please tell me:

what is your favourite love language?"

you just want to die.

[draft messages]

y/n:

thanks for taking me in

im glad i hv u in my lufe

you better not tell anyone i said this,

but i dont think theres anyone else i trust

anyone else more than you

thank you.

a/n: zzzzz goodnight (disappears)

[eatyourmaker]

An au where ignacio becomes Pump's stern but protective mentor after he found out that he's an arsonist like him

Ok so.

I actually got an ask before from a friend, where Pump and Ignacio got along (I never got to it tho. I'll try to get to it soon.)

But ever since then I just think this is. So perfect.

It made me so happy that. After a day of feeling "bleh", I spent all my time drawing these and now I'm tired JDKEJDJD

I'll get to the rest of the requests tmmr hopefully.

But this made me so happy. Fr. Might have to draw more of them.

Thanks anon.

[orcelito]

god this really is a fuckin double whammy of Ouch huh

[mvmnbnv]

Am i blind for not seeing how Caitlyn manipulated Vi? I keep seeing this take and I don’t understand it. She hurt Vi in an inexcusable manner, both physically and emotionally by making classist implications in her anger…

But manipulation? If Caitlyn wanted to manipulate/ guilt-trip Vi into joining the enforcers or killing Jinx all she had to do was say “I had the shot” to Vi instead of her father. But she didn’t bring up the dinner at all or oil & water for that matter. In fact not only did she not blame Vi (initially) or guilt-trip her; Caitlyn blamed herself: “My arrogance led me to take on more than i could handle and she paid the price”. That’s something someone like Vi who always blames herself and takes responsibility for everything really needed to hear so i was happy with it.

I think Caitlyn’s intentions were genuinely good throughout the first episode, both regarding Vi & the undercity but she still had the same flaws from season 1: thinking the enforcers are the ‘good guys’ here and there are just a few bad apples among them (i bet she probs thinks the ones who killed Vi’s parents were just bad apples lol) ; approaching some matters in an insensitive, entitled manner (springing the badge on Vi instead of having a conversation with her first about the reasons why she thinks it’s the best recourse… well at least she apologized for that ig)

I already feel like they pushed Caitvi in a terrible direction that’s hard to come back from in a satisfying way… i think if people willfully misinterpret ALL of Cait’s actions in the worst possible light you guys really won’t be happy w the ending bc there’s a point a relationship really can’t come back from in a healthy way. I doubt even now if it can…

I haven't used the word manipulative just yet because it's a pretty touchy thing with a specific meaning, but apparently you can be manipulative without knowing. She plays on vis emotions a lot, telling her wearing a badge is how she can show that she doesn't support jinx, which just isn't true. She doesn't need to wear one to show that. I'm not gonna blatantly say it's outright manipulative but it leaves a bad taste in my mouth nonetheless. And just blatantly enlisting vi after she explicitly said no and explained her trauma around enforcers is just...bleh. maybe distasteful more than manipulative but regardless it's just icky.

And yeah a lot of people think they're doing right but are actually just awful..."interpreting her actions in the worst possible light". How else am I supposed to interpret what she's done? She undid a ventilation system that gave the undercity clean air, she enlists vi after she said no, saying its easy to hate zaunites, is ready to get jinx even at the cost of a childs life, ffs she hits vi and leaves her there, it's bad, some of it downright corrupt. Apologizing to vi for springing the badge on her doesn't negate her bigoted attitude toward her and the entire undercity, it's not vis job to prove anything to her, especially if it ultimately means letting anyone get hurt at the cost of getting jinx. She sees vi as her possible example of what people of the undercity could be, and even that's fucked up, because once vi doesn't do things the way she wants she thinks she's "no different" than jinx or any other zaunite. I don't think they could have a healthy relationship with all this. I don't even want vi around her after all that tbh. I know it's gonna happen tho so I'll just see what they decide to do

[a-cat-in-toffee]

HEHE >:3

HDHDHSH LOOK AT WILLIAM I DONT THINL JE CAN HANDLE THAT.... mhmhm very "dude don't be fucking stupid, you're gonna get us in so much trouble, put the fucking sword down." <- speaking to empathize with vyncent whereas dakota had with alphonze yknow

oh yeah he gets it fr he would be absolutely pissed in their situation. like he wasn't HAPPY about having to burn down his friends house yknow. sympathetic king ig GIGGLES

YEAHHH HE SHOULD AVSOLUTELY ACCIDENTALLY HIT TO HARD. FURTHERMORE I THINK HE SHOULD BE LIKE "OH! sorry haha didn't mean to hit that hard :)" MID BATTLE ITS SO VERY FUNNY CAUSE DOUG US THERE LIKE "No- Hellfire, stop apologizing to the heroes-"

HEHE IM PPROBAVLY GON A END UP GOING THAT ROUTE JUST BC I LIKE IT SO MUCH. he can be their not really nemesis HEHE. ALSO.... YEAH HE KINDA IS OUT OF A JOB, IF HES NOT DONE WITH OVERLORD BY THEN. I could maybe see him ending up in fighting rings like jade was? or maybe looking around for work but then oh fucker you thought you were safe pd dragging him to watch hq like can we keep him

good mmorning in the time youve been gone ive made another au. this one is dakota centric

OMG YIPPEE!!! AND THE CROWD CHEERS FOR WE GOT ANOTHER DAKOTA CENTRIC AU!!!! 🎉✨

I think I just saw the art for it, Hellfire Dakota right :O??? I love him sm…. U gotta tell me about him….

[mahi-does-some-art]

puff the world needs to know, are you working on any new servamp pieces or projects?? :3

I am, actually! Although it has been very slow progress because I'm no longer in school and there's nothing justify using art as a distraction anymore right now lmao.

I'm sorry I haven't been posting any art as much as I used to. I'm in that sort of "in-between" part of my life where im not in school and dont have a job yet so I'm rather bleh about doing anything rn 😭

However that doesnt mean i havent done anything at all!! Just a lot of unfinished stuff! Behold and thank you for asking!

(Context: These are some sketch designs for Mahiru and Inner Sloth for a human au of mine where Mahiru and Inner Sloth (Rowan) met and end up forming a legendary punk band bc Rowan was a punk and he met Mahiru in a time where he was most alone and susceptible to change thanks to it.)

I really like this one even tho im p sure im not gonna finish it rip

For this one, i wanted to make what's sort of like a game resting place for all of the pairs? I only ever got this far really but maybe i'll try again sometime!

and a sketch of an attempted merlisono comic lol

Im trying to work on a Halloween art as we speak to try and get myself out of my creative stump so we'll see how that goes. Thank you for asking and sorry for not posting a lot again

[somescenecatholic]

✨🌈🌮HEYYYYY GUYSSSSSSS🌮🌈✨

Hello guuysss sorry for not being here 4 awhile. Here's some updates on my life!

I'm finally a high school senior!! (its summer rn, my last day was may 24)

Also, I'm 17 now!!!!

im been gone bc um.. alot of really not so good stuff happened to me and im recovering rn. I may make a post abt tht later but that's all im saying rn!

But I refuse to let that get me down, so I'm still the happy silly guy yk!

Anyways recently I've gotten into Warrior Cats!!! ITS SOOO GOODDDdd

AND PICKING COLLEGES IS SO HARD!! I'm only 17 and next yr I'll be 18! Wdym I have to pick out the rest of my life???? Bleh america's weirddd :/

Also I got purple box braids!!

ALSOO I saw the new inside out!!! ITS SO GOODDDDD! My favs r Joy (literally me), Anxiety, and Envy!!!! The movie wss like rlly good I loved how the emotions r like more nuanced is tht makes sense! :3 Like how there is no actual villain, everyone is trying to help Riley get through her life! Btw, RILEY HAS A 4TOWN POSTER IN HER ROOM :O

I seriously wish tht they made more songs for 4*Town. Like cmon now sm ppl were begging Disney to make 4*Town a real band... Like yeah it would be hard but literally it would be so popular!! Can we pleaaass bring back boy bands and make girl bands just as popular??? And take away all the negativity in it and stuff?? Please kids my age had 1D around when we were nowhere old enough to go to their concerts and actually enjoy it!! PLEAAAASEEEE 😭

Oh yeha speaking abt One Direction, I have a super rare one direction bag!! My friend is a huge directioner and like she told me tht my bag is rlly old and u cant find it nowhere!!! >.< It has the guys when they were teenagers on it. My cousin gave me the bag when I was in 1st grade and I wasnt rlly into them then but I kept it tho. Fast foward to like a couple months ago and my Kirby bag breaks. My sister was cleaning out her room and she found it!! I was like "NO WAY! I GOTTA USE THIS NOWW!" bc like I <3 1D and I needed a new bag! Its rlly good and its like SOO CUTE

OO AND ALSO, are you guys gonna see the Pharell Williams lego movie? Tbh I think its a bit strange to make an entire movie abt urself but like the movie looks literally SO COOLLL AA!! IDK man i love movies with sparkles and creativity all over it. I'm not even a fan of his im just gonna wafch it to try to fill the void in my heart where the lego batman movie 2 and the lego movie 3 should be!!!

OK BYE FRFRRR HAVE A GREATTT NIGHT/DAY/EVENING!!! (we srsly need a word tht combines all of tht ;-;)

[the-stove-is-divorced]

Just read your post about the 100 subscriber, and wanted to congratulate you, so :

Congratulations!! 🎉🎊🎉🎊🎉

You totally deserve it and even more. Honestly I'm surprised not more people are subscribed smh

Anyway, seeing as this is a great opportunity to take a sneak peak, I will gladly take it lol

So, my question is, what happens next in your Steven x gotham crossover? And what where you thinking when you decide to merge something as dark and twisted with something also as dark and twisted but better well hidden than the other franchise?

Seriously I wanna open and dissect your brain and see what up with it (not complaining tho, your crossovers are always fun to read)

THANK YOU! ( ´ ▽ ` ) And oh, I haven't thought about that fic in a hot minute, haha. I kinda wanna re-write bits since I absolutely relied on fanon, unfortunately, bleh. But to answer ya, Steven ends up meeting Damian while looking for a new job! I'll put a excerpt down below :D

As for what I was thinking, the idea came to be suddenly, and I was so enraptured by it, I had to write myself. As for why it's so compelling to me: Steven, unlike, characters like Danny from DP, or Spider-Man for crossovers, does not fit in Gotham's world. The others make sense. They fit the mold of vigilante, secret identities, a specific flavor of hero angst, perils from villains, etc, which is why it's so easy to imagine them there. They can adapt easily. They make sense. They fit Gotham's ecosystem, they're vigilantes.

But Steven? He's like a bright pink canon ball of chaos to me. He's a hero, but not seen in the same way the others are, he doesn't hide his identity because everyone knows who he is, and he has to escape his own own narrow expectations of who he's supposed to be. His villains aren't just familiar strangers, but directly impacted by Diamonds, if not Diamonds themselves at one point. His hero-like angst comes from responsibility, a desire to help, but he gets to retire, he has to, for his own sanity.

There's still horror, angst, gut punches, peril, etc, but it's shaped so differently, that putting someone like Steven in to the Gotham ecosystem has to disrupt it, and how that can happen fascinates me deeply. It's still a character adapting to Gotham, but also Gotham adapting to him, or at least, if I got that far. He doesn't quite fit the mold of teenage vigilante, like the others do, and thus what to do with him and think of him (via heroes, villains, civilians), and what he'll do is a delightful to think about. But he's still strange enough that it isn't outrageous to consider, because Gotham is strange, it has to be by nature. It can't go like how crossovers tend to go, which is exactly what I wanted, or tried to attempt.

Sliding over closer, carefully still, Damian lets his hand waver around the lion's nose, letting the creature sniff it if need be, to which it simply blinks, expectantly.

Damian swallows, and gently, lets his fingers brush the lion’s mane. It’s so soft. He can’t help but coo, quietly, brushing as much as it allows. He curses, he wishes he hadn’t broken his arm, otherwise he could be petting it with both of his hands, as he should’ve been destined to do.

Foolishly, too overcome by the beauty of the lion he forgets his troubles, Damian clenching his fist tight, an ache spikes right back in retaliation, making him hiss and wince. He freezes, instinctively, over displaying such an open weakness before a stranger. Then again, there is nothing particularly frightening about him. Other than Damian’s usual, reasonable sense of wary paranoia, and ignoring his basis for the big cat, this teen reeks of tourist obliviousness fitting for Metropolis and potentially damning for one existing in Gotham. The teenager, the stranger with the Lion, doesn’t seem dangerous, either. Or capable of it, really. He’s disgustingly friendly. Unless-

The teenager’s eyes linger over to Damian’s cast, interrupting Damian’s paranoid spiral. “Oh, your arm! Is it broken? Do you, um, do you want me to fix that? Your arm? I can?”

The older teenager points at Damian’s cast, his head tilted ever so slightly, and when the light catches, the wind brushing back the leaves to spotlight his eyes, his black pupils seem almost cat-like for a second, a shaded pink hue embedded within them, distinctly in the shape of diamonds. 

Alien, Damian almost breathes. He’s gotta be an alien. Either that or a meta. Or, a heavy magic user to be shaped so subtly by his own magic, or to be so thoroughly warped by some sort of artifact. Damian stares at him, and decides sporadically, if just for the sake of seeing where this goes, and silently remarking if this is a kidnapping scheme, he’s knocking this guy unconscious and stealing his lion, nods. Better yet, if he’s a criminal, he has stumbled upon a tidy excuse to show how greatly he can perform in spite of such an injury. 

“You may assist.” 

The teenager does not whisper some ancient, ritual spell, nor does he transfer his hands upon Damian’s cast, murmuring words beyond human comprehension. Seamlessly, the teeenager licks his finger, and pokes Damian in the arm, pressing gently, before looking at him expectantly. 

The man’s a lunatic, Damian swiftly decides.

And like any normal, rational being with any functioning brain matter, he quickly calculates how many steps to take in order to dropkick this fiend into the dirt, without dirtying his clothes, and thus capturing Father’s suspicion. Cannot get caught doing any labor, less his family notices, and decides to stick with him something as stupid as a babysitter of some sort. Though, this weirdness probably would be justifiable for perhaps body slamming him into the ground and snapping his fingers.Just as Damian shifts back, something happens.

His arm glitters.

Light wraps around it, glowing softly beneath the cast, a fluttery, spiral of pink drifting into the air, warmth tingling his bones until he flexes his arm, bracing for the harsh spike of pain, but none comes. There’s no soreness, no exhaustion, no nothing. The light fades, and jut like that: his arm is fixed. It feels fine. It feels normal. It doesn’t even ache.

He pauses. His mind whirs. 

Damian stares at the (possibly insane, or socially oblivious, yet strangely, perhaps, genuinely friendly) alien, (or meta, or magic, to be determined) boy and his majestic pink lion. He flexes his arm again. Wiggles it. Tense it. Hits it. No pain, no numbing sensation, or strange marks that he can see. The tingling ache lingering along his bones have faded away. Forgotten. Gone. 

“You healed me,” Damian murmured in awe.  

He’s-he’s back on patrol now, he could storm right back into the Manor and prove just how capable he truly is, march right up to Father and show everyone, even that miserable, disrespectful heathen Drake and- 

But, Father would be suspicious. This was no doubt something mystical, or magical, or meta adjacent, and then what intentions, what side effects, what tests and pokes and prods would Damian have to endure to prove this is to be trusted to be back on the field?That Damian could be back in his spot, where he belonged, immediately?

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Hey frens <3 since this is my more popular account I guess, wanted to swing by with a lil life update ~

Work's really been crazy and even tho I'm taking the summer off grad school, there's sm going on this season that idk when I'll get back around to writing tbh! Every few minutes of freedom, I'm off relaxing away from the computer screens that I stare at all day for work so bleh. BUT! I'm looking into getting a place of my own. It won't be for a while, like perhaps a year or more - which means more craziness! However, I hope once I find my own kinda space, I'm hoping to find more freedom and motivation to write again <3

Thank y'all for all the notes and follows. Even though I'm not always active any more, I still check my accounts and send all my love 😍 hope to have more stories for y'all asap!

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Okay so just some thoughts about the Ben interview @ghiertor-the-gigapeen

~Bonjur returns! :DD

~ This is after Mark's death and you can hear hurt he is :(((

~Talks about sitting around and twiddling his thumbs, feeling lost without orders/ a command

~comes from a long line of servants

~Arrested for public nudity in Uni sdkhgdg (FRAT INITIATION OFC)

~Parents are from England

~MARK WAS ALSO ARRESTED IN THE FOR NUDITY OFC BUT WAS IN BUTLER SCHOOL TOO?? WHAT? HIM, A BUTLER??

~AWWW MARK AND HIM MET WHEN BEN TOOK THE ARREST FOR MARKS STREAKING BRRRO TWT

~Ben dresses Mark when he passes out drunk(oh Ben sweetie)

~DOES COCaine ksdvHbjk

~ 3 wishes would be Mark doesn't die, everyone in the world gets their own butler, and everything to be clean all the time(so true bestie)

~ It's like anytime he brings up Mark he's moments away from crying like you can't tell me he doesn't care about him :(((

~Doesn't like Chef like everyone else xD

~MARK WAS AT THE MASTER HARVARD AND BEN WAS AT THE HARVARD SERVANT SCHOOL APPARENTLY??

~Mastertude school is prooobably to make sure people don't get overpaid =-= (i'd bet partying and gossiping too tho!!)

~Most difficult task was when Mark filled a tub with hot coco(bleh) and he had to clean it up(christ)

~Ben wouldn't clean Mark up, he made him clean up himself (so surprisingly, mark can do that but I'm sure he'd prefer not to liek the little bitch eh is dskhbgsdb)

~Mark sucked at cleaning himself SMHHHH

~BEN THINKS OF MARK AS A GOOD FRIEND WAAHHHTOT

~MARK THANKED HIM, SHARED DRINKS WITH HIM, AND ALLOWED HIM TO JOIN IN ON PARTIES? AWWW Mark really did care i think ,,QwQ,, (at least, that's the most we've ever heard of such a thing happening)

~Mark hired him right out of Uni

~No medical issues related to WKM Except that murder is a triggering subject for him

~WILL BROKE THE VASE IN THE WINE CELLAR WHILE DRUNK AND ANGRRY

~DAMN HE DOESN'T LIKE WILLIAM? SAYS HE "WAS ALWAYS AN ISSUE"? OOF THEY DIDN'T GET ALONG I GUESS?? GEEZ FINDS HIM OUTLNADISH DSksgb

~ William owed Mark a LOT of money, Ben saying it's like a life debt's worth

~DOESN'T KNOW ABOUT THE WINE IN THE CELLAR BUT CALLED THEM A MONSTER AND BLAMES THEM FOR KILLING MARK SDGLHGGJL(He's more right and wrong than he knows)

~was drinking with Mark before the night of the party

~Lives in the mansion and is working 24/7 =-=

~That wine was an 1810 Chardonnay

~OOOH MARK LEFT BEN HSI MANSION ANS FUNDS IN HSI WILLLLLL QOQ..

~But another part of the will was to check up on William every few months and man he doesn't liek doing that :((

~doesn't like Will's denial of the dying(it's just not right), doesn't trust him, but also doesn't believe he killed Mark

~Fell into a depression once Mark left and still is but is trying to go out again nearly a year since then :((

~Had Ben wear gloves the last few months before the party while everything was going down. Didn't want help, to be touched, to be seen, nothing. Ben called it all weird

~enjoys jogs cause it remind him of a happy memory :)

~Ben born in 1891!!!

~Graduated school in 96

~So five years of butlering

~Graduated top of class, known as the "greatest butler of history" in butler magazine.

~Likes beer and occasional scotch :)

~Always wanted to be known as the best servant hat every lived, that people would bid for him to be theirs (BUDDY YOU DESERVE SO MUCH BETTER THOOO)

~WAHHHH BEN JUST WANTS TO BE A FRIEND TOO TO ANY OF HIS MASTERS ;-;

~DAMN HE STRAIGHT UP SAID I'M SO GOOD A OF A BUTLER I'LL MAKE YOU A BETTER PERSOOON (Wonder if he thought of Mark like that too :.)

~CERTIFIED PET GROOOMER WOOOOO

~Loves and is loved by animals :)

~Only experience with supernatural is night with Celine and he still doesn't understand what happened to her :((

~He has mourned for Celine, describes her as a kind woman, as has missed her since the divorce...

~Has a hard time finding time for himself :((

~THE ONLY BELONGINGS HE HAS IS HIS UNIFORM??

~Mark really cared about status, being the best, a lot of stairs

~Doesn't like dirt hjgjj

~No opportunities to make friends cause of work(no wonder he likes Mark and Celine so much. He probably saw them most. Wonder bout dames tho!!)

~poor man starts his work day at 4 am

~BUTLER BALL CANON(But wants to run romantic partners by master)

~SAID THE BLACK BUTLER LINE

~Bad press after Mark's death lowered his approval rating amongst butler alumni :( ~wants a private quarter that only he uses

~Likes hanging out the DA :DD

~Believes the Detective's background checks out but finds him odd

~He doesn't take days off? BRO ;-; HE JUST WANTS TO BE DISTRACTED

~CRIES HE CALLS US BEACONS OF HOPE??? ;-;

~Celine and Mark attached at the hips since childhood?(HOLY SHIT THEY WERE FRIENDS TO LOVERS TOO??)

~Has no idea why Celine left Mark

~GEEZ HE'S SAYING GROUNDSKEEPING IS BELOW A BUTLER WOOF

~ Speaks English, German, spanish, and french(but only a little)

~Not allowed to get sick?? does not get sick? Calls in replacements??

~4th of July fireworks run at the last minute! Mark was apologetic and gave him a bonus? They just shot the breeze with fireworks together?AWW THAT'S SO SWEET

~Mark treated the Chef with kindness and respect(DOUBTFUL KJGJBGSD)

~Mark and Dames are close friends and also used each other to look good socially

~Had secrets about one another that he couldn't speak of? (SOUNDS PRETTY FRUITY??)

~Really enjoys Damian's company :)