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[clumsypuppy]

(guy who has never played cotl) haha au time

[door-insurance]

hi bestie just wanted to say that i love your artstyle and i wanted to ask for more kate ! she looks so cute in your style!!

i love ur art style too

i toyed around with the idea of kate being in place of david in lis2 and i decide to draw that au,

here's nomadic kate getting a visit from post bae victoria

im including the wolf brothers cause i wanna

the kiss theyre talking about that i didnt color cause my wrist was starting to hurt

victoria visits often to 'unwind' from the city, taking over the chase space keeps her booked and busy, also trapped with the ghosts of her many dead loved ones

"hey good lookin"

og from king of the hill:

sean and kate have a chat while sketching together

i miss these characters so much

more of older chasemarsh right here

srry if the characters look off model here, these were based on older irl sketches

[lumohyperfixationhell]

HI HETA NATION

I've recently started developing an AU called Pumpkin Ghost based off the designs from this art hima did!! Its... hehe... ameita tho... so theyre kinda the main characters... teehee infodump time

Alfred - self-renowned ghost hunter!! He became one to get rid of his #1 fear: ghosts!!! He told himself he cant be a true hero if hes afraid of ghosts, so he took on a job that specifically involves getting rid of them! People send him requests to check out houses they think are haunted by ghosts, and with the shitty equipment he has, Alfred makes his way there to chase out the ghosts! It miracilously works because ghosts dont like loud noises and he has everything when it comes to that.

Feliciano - a cheery ghost who died not-so long ago and was an inhabitant of a house Alfred was asked to explore. Feli was so excited that he accidentally jumped out and ended up scaring Alfred so hard he passed out. Panicked, he waited for him to wake up and profusely apologized. Alfred, weirdly touched by the ghosts sillybillyness, offered to leave him be but Feli actually wanted to come with him. Alfred scratched his head amd asked if he could like... shapeshit or smth. To this, Feli turned into the pumpkin pin (thats on Alfreds coat in the art) and they went home together. Hes also amnesiac (as in he has no idea how he died. He makes a deal with Alfred that they'll figure out what happened to him before he passes on.)

Ivan - Alfreds weird neighbour!! Ivan runs a small business with weird amd shady practices, but that doesnt stop Alfred from asking him to find banger ghost equipmemt he could use. Now heres the thing: Ivan loves seeing him fumble with purposefully shitty equipments he provides. Seeing men with a high ego cringefail gives him great joy! This is why hes so surprised when seeing Feli. But hes not the weirdest thing Ivan has seen, so he quickly gets used to it and befriends him.

Extra details:

- Matthew is a detective whos working out of town. He lives together with Alfred tho.... when hes on a vacation. They regularly call eachother

- Alfred can technically touch Feli but Its like his hand is going through a gust of wind...

- Arthur amd Francis are 2 ghosts inhabiting the same house amd they fight over comtrol of the furniture like a married couple

Uhhh theres kinda more but I wamma keep things brief incase people are actually invested in this AU... if yuo have any questions feel free to ask!!!

[crushedsweets]

Would you ever consider including nurse ann in more of your art/ stories? She's one of my favorite characters and I think your design for her is amazing lmao- I'd also sort of like to know what her relationship with the others would be like

yes. actually. i would love to . ok i have some vague ideas for how shed fit into the lore so thatll be under the cut !! i also start rambling about lulus lore too cuz i decided theyre friends.

ok so, again, my au is based around slenders forest being like... some sort of magnet for the paranormal. slenderman wants to keep all of these cryptids within the forest.

since its in a fictionalized forest in tuscaloosa, where marble hornets was filmed, i decided to move the abanonded hospital they visited up north of the tuscaloosa lake. she roams there.

SOOOOO nurse ann is just... a demon. slenders forest is sort of like limbo for a lot of the cryptids and kinda puts them in like.. a long daze and loops unless they're consistently leaving or being grounded by humans.

i dont EXACTLY know why/how she's in that specfic hospital, especially since i dont believe she has an official origin? maybe when the hospital shut down, she was let go and wasn't transferred to work in a new hospital, so she lost her shit and preformed some crazy rituals that ended up making her an undead nurse ? now she's forever roaming the hospital. or maybe she was killing patients when she was a human and kept doing weird demon shit with their bodies and the operator/zalgo fed off of her bad vibes. LOL IDK.

now about lulu cuz i drew her too.

i used to be sooo fond of lulu. and i originally said she was just going to be another ghost roaming the forest pointlessly, mourning everything and being incapable of interacting with humans, BUUUUUT. she is 24 and NOT A GHOST?!?!??!?! IDK WHY ALL THIS TIME I THOUGHT SHE WAS JUST A GHOST WHO AGES CUZ YK HOW CHIBIWORKS STUFF WAS BACK THEN LOL... i def am tired of little kids being tortured and all these children ghosts tho so im kinda glad to have smth new to write. anyway. so im thinking lulus just another little demon thing... i'm thinking her story goes.

she was in strict private schools all of k-12, and went to uni on her own in tuscaloosa. she wanted to branch out, have a little rebelious phase, make friends, etc. tried to join a co-ed frat. she experienced an absolutely horrific hazing when she was like 19, the frat fully believed they killed her by accident and in their panic, tried to bury her in slenders forest, and some demonic entity in the forest infected her before she was buried fully. she ends up climbing out of her shallow grave, never having died. perhaps the operator did it, perhaps zalgo like in her og lore ? PERHAPS ANN CUZ SHES A DEMON HERSELF?

anywaaayyyyy :3 l think theyd be cute friends. they just look really cute together and i could see good chemistry so i totally would love to expand on them and make them friends. maybe expand more on the type of species they are, what kind of powers they have(esp if i make ann the demon who infects lulu).

BUUUUT ALSO this made me realize i should totally look into adding zalgo to my lore. cuz it doesnt make sense for the operator to make anyone a demon, thats not really what he does.... and i dont want him to do that i just dont like the vibes. so mmm yes.

anyway in terms of relationships..

lulu and her are cool good besties beautiful they would take selfies and do tiktok dances together.

masky and hoody are incredibly indifferent to her, because they dont have to worry/visit her often. she stays in the hospital thats in the forest, and thats exactly where slenderman wants her, so theyre content. theyre kinda grateful she keeps lulu in the hospital too, cuz lulu actually freaks them out bc she'll be jumping at them and shit talking about their eyes.

tobys EXTREMELY scared of ghosts (bc of his hallucinations of his sisters ghost . . ). he eventually gets over it(kinda?) with sally, but he keeps accusing ann and lulu and the sort of being ghosts cuz they just.. kinda pop in and out. at least jack has to walk into the room to show up. so he doesnt like them

mmm jack wouldnt like her IF he knows that she kinda turned herself into a demon through like, a ritual or smth. he'd be beyond pissed to know someone CHOSE to be what he is. if he doesnt know, he doesnt care for her. he kinda jokes about 'well why dont YOU be their medic' and shes like 'dont fuckin wanna be'.

jane and liu and kate prob dont know her... kate might but wouldnt care.

jeff would prob think shes hot or some bullshit and nina would be beyond pissed. at first ninas like AHHH SHES SO COOL cuz shes a fangirl at heart, but the second she hears a single 'goddamn' from jeff shes livid.

ben prob wouldnt care much for her... hes so uninterested in demons idk why i just feel like he doesnt care.

clockwork would LOVE HER. she'd think she's so fucking cool. she'd try talking to her all the time but ann prob wouldnt be interested in clocky at all...

ofc the proxies purposefully come into contact with the paranormal the most because thats their job, so i wrote the most for them, but that doesn't mean theyre the closest or anything.

ok thank u anon you did smth to my brain that benefitted my mental health cuz i love writing this shit for the creeps thank u sm .

[samscartoonsofficial]

Major art Dump incoming

all the MW ocs I have so far plus concept art of future ones in development.

I just want to have all my fav art pieces together in one post to track my progress :]

So of course we got the main trio themselves :]. My pride and joy. The amigos :]

Cephany and Tungston were the very FIRST fellas me and my partner came up with.

CopyKat came later to join the group after basing them on @havockingboo 's mimic species.

The idea just stuck after realizing they are the silliest cat alien in the galaxy. Their character is literally every cat meme rolled into one.

And I love them MWAH!! 🐈

NEXT UP!!

The villains!!!

EVIL EVIL EVIL ‼️💥‼️

Already planning on writing a comic for the trio. So if they would have any major villains it's THESE GUYS!

Brutus and Deoxy were developed by both me and my partner after we realized that if they're gonna fight bad guys. They should have some bad guys!

Took a while to make them and figure out what exact aliens we wanted for these guys!

But orugh the final result for them so far has been good :]

Deoxy still has a long way to go.

But Brutus is perfect.

Tagging @sammysamps 's once again because these are 4 out of theeeee...*counts fingers* 6 ocs I have based on their vampoctarion and Tremoctarion species!

The first two goobers are Oc x canon fanchildren.

The blue rocker lady is Joan

And the peachy Tremoctarion is my little princess Evangeline ✨

Me and my good friend @houseofdoodles love her and a certain crab pirate loves her too teehee :]

Okay let's see who elllllse 🤔

ANOTHER MW SONA STILL IN THE WORKS!

this was made by the help of another friend of mine

@coprolite-moment during a stream/magma doodle sesh! Its a Sona originally made for helluva boss. They really helped me develope and figure out this ladies color pallet/design which STILL amazes me btw HOLY shit 😭

But ALSO you should check out their dead eye comic hehehehe it's reeeeally goooooood :] *wiggles it around like I'm wiggling car keys*

Okay...who else? Uhhhhhhh

I have ONE unicorn fella I still gotta finish..aaaaaand...*counts all these rabbits*

THESE GUYS! again, another species inspired by havoc :] /theyre multiplying send help/

Cutler, Hartman, and...dog guy *squint*

I think I called him Richard but he's a fella I'm either gonna keep or scrap for later. Not sure yet

Same for Cutler!

But Hartman *kisses his head* I need to redesign you baby boy :]

Uhm I THINK that's it so far but honestly I know there's more! Might come back and edit the thread even more with updates!

But I got a pretty good chunk done.

I'll probably make a part 2 explaining concept for some NEW guys I've been thinking of all well.

Buuuuut thats it for now :]

[philtstone]

24. Showing up injured at their friend/mentor’s house: for shawn? :)

[emerges from writing this fic bloody and beaten and on the verge of collapse] ill explore karen vicks character in an overly complicated post-episode missing scene fic or die trying! set immediately post "right turn or left for dead". i genuinely dont know if im happy with this but i also cant figure out how to fix it. actually, it would have probably been easier to write if i was willing to rewatch the episodes its based on. which i am not, because i am a sensitive little soul. so i winged it. i think there are like 10 different ideas that crop up and theyre all equally fascinating as character threads but i have no idea if i tied them together in an even remotely coherent way. also, WOULD she say that??? i had to call my brother twice to ask. this is what yall get for sending me actually interesting prompts, huh

“Oh, it’s no problem,” Henry’s voice said on the phone. “I’ll send Shawn over with them on his way out. He's going in your direction, anyway.”

In her short tenure as the junior detective to Henry Spencer’s lieutenant, Karen Vick observed two things:

First, that he was a far more clever strategist than most people gave him credit for. Despite the ongoing wreckage of his impending divorce and a kid who was slipping through his fingers as everyone looked on, Karen didn’t agree with the other junior detectives’ impression of him as a smash-the-door-down old school hard ass with thinning hair and a worst attitude. The man played four dimensional chess right out of a bonafide Star Trek episode. When he really wanted something done, Henry Spencer could bullshit and bluff and battle plan with the pros, and half the time you’d get too caught up in the blustering misdirect to realize his game was intricately thought out three steps in advance.

It was how they caught the Shorttown Killer, and also how they got that idiot Trembley at the mayor’s office to finally replace their coffee maker. Karen went home to her then-boyfriend, now-husband, and, right before bed, pulled out an old school workbook and took notes.

The second thing was that Henry Spencer loved his son. 

Not a lot has changed since then, Karen thinks, staring down the weirdness that she now faces through her open front door.

“… Oh — Mr. Spencer,” Karen says, because it’s rude not to greet your employees when they show up at your home outside of work hours, and are also your old friend-slash-colleague’s kid. “Hello. Thanks for — bringing these over.”

“Dad said it was urgent,” Shawn says.

Urgent isn’t quite how Karen would describe it, but hearing through the grapevine that your department might be facing an audit sometime in the next quarter does light a fire under the proverbial ass. Karen would rather bend a few rules and make sure the last year’s i’s and t’s are dotted and crossed right than leave her detectives vulnerable to the whims of a mayoral stooge. 

In general, Karen prides herself on caring about the people under her command just enough that it inspires genuine friendship and loyalty. The just is important. Care needs tempering – it’s important to pull back, press pause, keep certain lines uncrossed. It’s especially important if you want to be successful as a woman in an authority position where lives are often on the line. 

What she’s saying is that she tries to make it none of her business what her employees get up to in their spare time. She really genuinely does. She’s shut O’Hara down gently midway through the twelfth sweetly-frazzled attempt to overshare about her dating life (or her efforts to befriend her next-door neighbor, or the endearing personality quirks of her last cat – rest in peace, Triscuit, you will be missed –) enough times to be well-versed in the art of I Won’t Ask, You Won’t Tell, But You’ll Probably Know I Care Anyway.

An invaluable rapport to maintain. In any situation, Karen thinks, but especially when you’re a person who regularly hires and works alongside Shawn Spencer.

She’s not sure whether what she’s looking at right now makes her want to second guess or double down on her usual policy. 

“Special delivery,” Shawn adds, like everything is super normal.

Karen narrows her eyes. She glances behind them into the quiet residential street.

“Shawn,” she says.

“Yes, Chief?”

“You didn’t drive here, did you?”

“Ha,” he says, half rolling his eyes to accompany a weird aborted grin. “No. Even I don’t think riding a motorcycle with a concussion is a good idea. What if someone who wasn’t me got hurt? That’s — that would be no good, then you’d have to arrest me. Wouldn’t that be a huge bummer for the whole team, Chief? Gus would cry. And my dad wouldn’t let me take his truck.”

Karen stares at him. Shawn stares at the ground.

“I got a cab,” he says.

“And you are … taking another cab – home?”

Shawn looks quite suddenly like he’s going to be sick.

“Sure,” he says. 

Shawn looks terrible. Bruised face, bags under his eyes, and a weird frenetic energy twitching in his limbs that doesn’t pair well with his general air of exhaustion. He’s holding his shoulders stiffly and can barely meet her eye. His t-shirt and sweatpants are rumpled, like he slept in them, even though it’s too early in the evening for Henry to have woken him up to send him here, and when he thrusts the promised files out into the air toward her, abrupt and, admittedly, Shawn-like, he only just hides the awkward wince that immediately overtakes his left side.

The last couple days have been a bit of a whirlwind, so Karen can’t say she necessarily blames herself for not looking more closely. 

Even so.

Slowly, Karen reaches forward and divests him of the case files. They slip a little bit, because Karen can’t seem to stop peering shrewdly at Shawn’s face while she does it, and on instinct he reaches forward to stop the stack from toppling. 

It does help, but the autopilot he moves on makes it harder to mask what is to Karen’s eyes a very obvious flinch. 

“Alright,” is all he says. “Well, good to see you. Time to head back to the old hay stack.”

Like a needle in a haystack and time to hit the hay, Karen supplies needlessly in her own head. Aloud, she says, in many ways against her better judgment, 

“Mr. Spencer, are you okay?”

Shawn sways on the spot for a second, one fist clenched, mouth half open. For a strange moment, Karen gets the impression that he’s trying really hard not to say the wrong thing.

“... As rain,” he finally manages, then nods to himself like he achieved some great feat. “Okay. Well –”

“Did something happen to your shoulder?” 

“What? No!” Shawn’s eyes flutter closed and he shakes his head, “I’m – fine, Chief. It’s not – I mean, I’m – normal, fine. Fine in a normal way.”

“That’s not something an individual who’s fine in a normal way would say,” Karen says. 

“Uh, is it not! It is. I would know, because I am that individual. It’s – I was – there’s just mild – pfft … stab wound – or something, who would even …”

Is Shawn broken? is the unhelpful thought that pops into Karen’s head. She’s never heard an attempt to bullshit collapse so quickly into pathetic nothingness before – certainly not from Shawn.

Perhaps even more than his father, the kid’s a pro.

And then the rest of the sentence catches up with her.

“A mild stab wound?”

Oh boy. She watches Shawn’s eyes widen with the panic that proceeds an unquestionable blunder.

“Chief –” 

“In.”

“Chief, I really, really don’t think –”

“Inside my house. Now.”

He’s certainly uncoordinated enough that he doesn’t put up much of a fight. Karen herds him  through the door as firmly as possible and leads them in a beeline past Richard’s office toward the bathroom, ignoring the reedy stream of consciousness that spills out of Shawn’s mouth as they go.

“Oh, hey, woah, it’s been like forever since I was in here. Did you redecorate? I swear that lamp wasn’t there the last time we visited. It could be the tacos I had earlier, but I’m sensing a distinct neo-modern Chinese aesthetic going on here, Chief, which calls to mind the merits of cultural appreciation in suburban home decor – hey, is that your husband’s office? Can I meet him? Is he home? That man is a true enigma to us, Chief, and it’s leading me to believe that he must possess all the facial and personality qualities of the pop superstar Mr. Pitbull Worldwide –”

Richard is home, actually, and Karen needs to alert him to the fact that they have an unexpected house guest, so, ignoring Shawn completely, she calls out,

“Honey? Shawn Spencer’s here for a couple minutes about a work thing! I’ll go up to put Iris to bed in a second!” in the finely-honed There Are Many Layers Of Complicated To This secret married tone that Richard should probably be able to catch through the closed office door. 

“Alright,” floats out her husband’s pleasant voice. “Tell him hi from me.”

Perfect. There’s about a ninety-three percent chance he understood.

They make it to the bathroom, only stumbling slightly. Shawn says,

“-- or The Rock. Does your husband look like Dwayne ‘The Rock’ Johnson? I really think that would make so many things about the Chief Vick family make sense –”

Karen closes the bathroom door with a snap and crosses her arms.

“Sit,” she says, in a voice that even he knows brooks no argument.

Shawn does. He looks – well, beyond uncomfortable, and more than a little bit miserable, and probably closer to completely dissociating than either of them are prepared for. Karen wonders belatedly if he's gotten any sleep at all in the last forty-eight hours.

“I’m assuming you have not been to the hospital.”

He gives her a baleful look, like he really expected better of her. She only just stops herself from rolling her eyes in response. And there’s that huge goose egg on his forehead, too. What, exactly, he got up to in between Carlton’s wedding reception and oh-eight-hundred hours this morning Karen has no idea, but he looks like someone’s run him through the world’s most aggressive industrial tumble dry cycle and spat him mercilessly back out. 

Or maybe over with a truck.

Sending a silent prayer to the universe that Iris never hit puberty and remains a sweet-tempered six-year-old forever, Karen gets to business.

“Well, I had to at least ask. Shawn. Does it need stitches?” He mumbles the answer the first time, and then looks beyond startled when she grabs him under the chin so he’ll look her in the eye. “Listen. I won’t make you do anything you don’t want to do. But you’re going to tell me the truth. Got it?”

Shawn grimaces so hard at her words it’s almost a flinch. 

“No,” he says finally, clearly enough that she hears him. Karen raises an eyebrow. “No, I don’t think it needs stitches,” he articulates, but doesn’t meet her eye.

“Hm. Alright. I have gauze and tape in the medicine cabinet. Can I … is it alright if I pull up the sleeve of your t-shirt?”

Released from her hold, he groans and presses his face into one palm. “Chief –”

“I don’t really know what you expected, coming here! It’s not like I’m any less of a hardass than your father.”

“Yeah, but I can bitch back at my dad,” Shawn says, sounding like he’s finally realizing the magnitude of his mistake. Karen smiles grimly.

“Tough. Now pull your shirt up while I get the first aid kit.”

While Shawn proceeds to wrestle awkwardly with his t-shirt in a muted shuffle against the toilet seat, Karen rummages efficiently through the cabinet and eyes him through the bathroom mirror. He seems oddly reluctant to expose himself. In fact, in a stark contrast to his usual insistence on making his presence and contributions as obtrusively obvious as possible, Shawn seems intent on shrinking into the aforementioned Asian-flavored floral wallpaper (which does need an update, unfortunately) with all the equanimity of an anxious chameleon. Karen feels her eyebrows crease. Taking the first aid kit in hand, she brings it over and deposits it into his arms, ignoring his small startle.

“How about you hold that,” Karen says. Shawn does, against his chest, like a pillow. She walks around him and surveys the damage, antiseptic gauze in hand.

He wasn’t lying about the severity, at least. It’s a shallow thing, already mostly congealed, and has only stained his shirt in a small smattering spot of crusty brown blood.

Karen swabs at it with the alcohol using light careful fingers.

“Ow, ow ow ah –”

“Don’t be such a baby. It’s hardly a life-threatening injury.”

“Super insightful, Chief,” Shawn snaps, as genuinely sarcastic as he’s probably ever been with her, “never thought of that myself. Totally the reason why I just had to go to the hospital.”

He doesn’t pull away, but she can feel the tension radiating through his back. She blinks, one eyebrow crawling up her forehead. 

Alright then. So that’s how it’s going to be. 

“I’m assuming your father doesn’t know about this,” she says.

Shawn grunts, noncommittal. Huh. Maybe he does know, then, and has just been disallowed from doing anything about it right now.

She tosses the first used antiseptic wipe into the trash.

Goddamn four dimensional chess.

She supposes she’s never been bad at the game. She may as well work her way backwards through the moves: Guster, the most obvious node in Shawn’s turn-to-in-a-crisis-system, would never voluntarily abandon his friend in a time of need, so Karen assumes that whatever this is has either already included his support or not been made known to Gus at all yet. Henry’s likely exhausted his own usefulness in the situation, and Detective O’Hara is …

Karen has to work very hard for her hands not to pause in a way that gives away her hard-earned mental sleuthing. A bad feeling wholly unrelated to her ill-advised hangover of the day before begins to bloom at the back of her gut.

“You have really small hands, Chief.”

Shawn’s voice is notably more subdued than before.

“Do I?” 

“They’re like … little kangaroo hands. Like the mom kangaroo from Whinnie the Pooh.”

“Didn’t you know?” Karen says, not unkindly. “They’re given out at the hospital when all first-time moms leave with their baby.”

He lets out a tired little laugh, more boyish than he probably means it to be, and in spite of herself Karen feels her heart clench. She isn’t blind. In all her last seven years as the leader of their chaotic little precinct, she has never seen Juliet O’Hara look as ill as she did yesterday morning. The usually sweet-faced young woman had all the pallor of a Victorian ghost, and stood so far away from Shawn in any given room that to an unassuming observer he might have had the plague.

There are only a handful of things, Karen thinks, that could have invited that particular evolution in their dynamic. She rips the surgical tape from its canister a little bit more harshly than is strictly necessary and fights the urge to pinch the bridge of her nose between her fingers.

“So,” she says conversationally, laying the tape down in neat, gentle little strips, trying not to pinch the wound too tightly. “Any fun plans for the evening?”

Shawn sniffs. She can see him gripping his hands together over his knee from where she stands above him.

“Um, yeah, uh –” he clears his throat, “you know me, Chief. We’re working our way through a Robert Guillame marathon, which means some good old fashioned Benson, running commentary on the quality of that child acting, naturally.”

“Naturally.” 

“Then Gus and I were gonna hit up the new, the new chili cheese joint up by Hermosa, you know – they’re doing sliders –”

“Chili cheese sliders?” Karen hums, contemplative.

“Buy ‘em by the pound,” Shawn agrees. “Then I was thinking of getting a tattoo, maybe a belly button piercing, I’ve been really – really needing a change – would you let Iris get one, if she asked?”

“A tattoo?” Karen clarifies, cutting off the next piece of tape. The skin around the cut is warm to her touch but Shawn’s arms have goosepimpled. The hair at the back of his head sticks up unstyled, like he slept weirdly and couldn’t be bothered to fix it come morning.

“Of a marmoset. That’s what I’m thinking. With distinctly effeminate vibes.”

“Well, Dick hates marmosets. So I’d probably encourage her toward something else. Perhaps a sea lion.”

“Like Shabby.” The nervous note has bled into his legs again, and his earlier subdued tone has gone back to sounding strained. “Yeah, that’ll – that could be it.”

“All in one night, huh?” Karen says.

“I –” Shawn doesn’t even hiss when she presses down with a cotton gauze to cover the last of the thickened blood. His legs are properly jittering again. “I was – yeah, y-you know me, Chief, total night owl.”

“Shawn?”

“Yeah?”

“What about going home?”

Silence. Shawn doesn’t answer for a moment long and pregnant enough that Karen wonders if her question will be ignored entirely. 

Then,

“Chief,” he says finally, in an awful, tiny little voice, “I really, really fucked up.”

Finally, her hands do falter in their ministrations; as emotionally exuberant as Shawn often is, she doesn’t think she’s ever actually heard him close to tears. For a horrible moment she wonders if Shawn Spencer will suddenly start crying atop her toilet seat for reasons neither of them are capable of discussing honestly. Then she wonders if her horror makes her a terrible boss.

Boss – mother – person.

Oh, dear.

She sets down the surgical tape and lays a ginger palm over the newly-bandaged gouge in his shoulder. It’ll probably scar, but not at all badly. She doesn’t like to think about the far more obvious one just below, puckering in a violent yet unassuming divot. Another narrow miss for Henry’s boy. 

At this point there are so many of them to count, Karen has to question the statistical likelihood of the whole thing. Becoming a mathematical anomaly is, Karen can attest with confidence, not exactly the future the Lieutenant Spencer she knew dreamed of for his increasingly unmanageable teenager. 

Doing what he loved, on the other hand – absolutely. Being with a person he loved, even more so. Karen grits her teeth at the irritating web she’s spent the last six years constructing around herself and wonders if this evening right here is some kind of cosmic karma for leaving Iris in the care of nannies for the first three years of her life.

That sounds like the kind of thing those horrible parenting magazines and Karen’s mother-in-law would claim, anyway.

“Shawn,” she says slowly, because she has to at least knock this possibility off the list before risking her career in an attempt to mediate her detectives’ love lives, “did you … you weren’t – unfaithful, were you?”

“What?!” 

Shawn yanks his shoulder away and whirls around to face her with such a look of horrified betrayal on his face that it’s almost comical. 

“No!” 

Thank fucking God, Karen thinks. Aloud, she says,

“Well, I’m sorry, I had to at least ask!”

“No! No! What the hell, Chief!”

“Oh would you be quiet! I’m gathering my evidence here!”

“How could I – I would never – you’d even think that I could –”

“I know! Shawn, for God’s sake –” He’s scrambled to his feet in the cramped bathroom space, glaring, and has probably messed up all that surgical tape in the process. The half open first aid kit and his crumpled shirt press lopsided against his front and her garbage can is now full of oxidizing bits of cotton. Karen officially gives in to the urge to press her palms against her forehead. “I had to ask!” she repeats finally. “You and I both know you’re not gonna give me much else to work with, and you sounded so – so sad!” 

Shawn barks out a hysterical little laugh. Karen almost growls in frustration. 

“I am not going to risk all the very hard-earned rules I have in place without knowing for sure that my instincts aren’t wrong. Is that so hard to appreciate?”

Does it count as sound police work when the framework for your investigation is an unacknowledged lie? Karen doesn’t really know. Probably there’s another math metaphor to be made in there (you screwed your proof from the very beginning, maybe, Richard the professor would definitely have thoughts), or just a straight up joke. How to solve a case that’s cold before it ever has the chance to go live; a cover-up if she ever saw one. Unlikely that O’Hara will peep a word, and things will be a true mess for a few weeks, if she can’t make an educated guess about it. And no one will be explaining anything to Carlton, either …

Right before their goddamn audit, Karen thinks, aggrieved. She wonders if Henry considered this in his calculus. Send Shawn over, have her deal with him. Offer a huge unspoken you’re gonna be walking into a shitstorm tomorrow canary for her perennially chaotic mess of a coal mine. 

She can’t help but feel begrudgingly grateful, but that doesn’t mean she and he won’t be having words about this later.   

“Jesus, Karen,” Shawn mutters, pressing his face back into his free hand. Karen shakes her head and squares her shoulders.

“Well then! Back to the issue. You fucked up.”

“You know what? I can’t talk about this with you.”

“Oh, Mr. Spencer, I assure you I am more than well aware.”

Shawn blinks at her between his fingers, looking genuinely confused for the first time since he showed up at her door. 

Karen does not bother to clear up his confusion; it’s better this way, anyhow.

“Will you be sleeping at Gus’s place or your father’s?” she asks, crossing her arms.

“I’m – I don’t –” Shawn doesn’t meet her eye. The earlier thread of anxiety is back. “I wasn’t …”

So, neither. 

“Put your shirt back on,” she says. “We’re relocating to the living room.”

“Chief –”

“That was an order, Mr. Spencer.”

The living room is as quiet and mundane as it was an hour ago. It’s past Iris’s bedtime – she’ll have to go up, and soon at that. Karen seats her guest, retrieves a mug and a bag of chamomile from the kitchen, and removes the fluffy throw blanket from the basket behind the couch on her way back in. He’s deflated completely by the time the tea and blanket are set in front of him. Small and exhausted. Caught. It’s a horrible way to think about it. But she can’t avoid the hundred yard stare – Karen has seen it one too many times in people only just realizing they’re about to go away for life.

“Shawn,” she says, firm as she can make it. “Drink the tea. You’re dehydrated.”

“I’m … what?”

“Your lips are dry. You shouldn’t be dehydrated with a concussion.”

He doesn’t say anything for a minute, and Karen suddenly wonders if he’s going to get up and leave. She has experience with these things – she knows a runner when she sees one.

“I might as well have,” Shawn finally whispers.

She doesn’t catch it the first time. “What?”

“I – I might as well ha – Chief, I …” Deep shuddering breaths. He’s finally shutting down, she realizes. She can’t send him back out like this; Henry would give her the stink eye for a month.

Goddamn Spencers and their goddamn irritating overcomplicated lives.

Karen pushes the tea directly into his hands and tilts her chin so she can meet Shawn’s eye. He’s still lucid enough that she doesn’t think he’ll start hyperventilating, but now that the outrage and adrenaline has worn off, the symptoms of shock are pretty hard to miss. “Shawn,” she says again, and wills for him to understand.

“What if she – what if I never –” He can’t get the full sentence out. He looks at her, eyes wide and terrified.

Life sentence, Karen thinks again. The messy stack of files Shawn brought over sits almost unimportantly on the coffee table between them and a memory comes to her, unbidden, of words penned carefully in the corner of a modified police report that she pulled the minute the door closed on the McCallum case seven years ago. 

Date: May 4th, 1995. Reporting Officer, Spencer, Lt. H. Perpetrator a caucasian male, brown hair, five foot nine, insists on wearing those stupid earrings just to spite me. What the hell do you want me to write here, Chief? Spent two hours in the fucking principal’s office convincing them not to expel him one month off from graduation. All that effort, and I still booked the kid. It’s gonna follow him for life, and it’s gonna be me that did it to him. For life. You think he’ll ever forgive me? He’s the greatest thing in my pathetic little world and he keeps breaking my heart, and I can’t even properly accept that it’s my fault. 

How’s that for a fucking crime.

She needs to go put her daughter to bed. It’s the thought that keeps running through her head, oddly enough, like a strange antidote to the impotent anger and heartbreak and frustration she’s feeling for the people under her care.

With all the notes she took in that little workbook, she still let herself become complicit in the painstaking, convoluted resolution of Henry’s mistakes without accounting for all the variables.  

Richard’s footsteps sound muffled in the next room; he’s made his way upstairs in Karen’s absence. She needs to go. She wants to hear the soft and sleepy love you Mama that with her unpredictable hours and regular long nights isn’t nearly routine enough.

“Shawn,” she says evenly. “Do you love her?”

It’s hard to reconcile the smarmy kid who tried to barter with her for twelve hundred a day with the devastated young man sitting on the couch in front of her.

“Chief …” he starts, barely above a whisper.

“Good. Then she’ll see that. Detective O’Hara is a smart and observant woman. What she chooses to do next is her decision, but … you might be – well, comforted by the fact that she’ll know that – truth.”

Shawn stares at her. The tea steams in front of him, cooling in increments. She takes a deep breath and gets to her feet, patting his uninjured shoulder brusquely. 

“I have to go check on Iris. When I come back down, I can drive you to the Psych office.”

Iris is fast asleep when she gets there. A library book lays open face down over her stomach, and her soft brown hair fans out against the pillow, silhouetted by the soft glow of the unicorn nightlight in the wall above her. Karen turns off the bedside lamp, tucks her daughter in, and kisses her forehead. Just before she leaves, she hears it: murmured, half-awake.

“Love you, Mama.”

“I love you too, baby.”

Karen goes back to her living room, car keys in hand. She’s planned her next move in the driver’s seat enough times throughout her career that it shouldn’t be too hard. 

[xfohvsummerschool]

Anything about Five in this au?? Or Twelve if theyre in it :33

BANGER TIMING USER STARRYSALGEBRALIENDUMP!!!!!!!!

I have been thinking lately of making more Five content bc I lobe. Them sm!!!!!!!!!💜💜💜💜

Hrrrmmmrrrmm let's see :3c....

(Using He/they/she on Five)

▪︎Five is one of the first ever algebraliens who joined in the Equation Playground since it's first creation among our cast!! (First X, then Eight, then Five),

yet this allows the other algebraliens to BULLY them and call them OLD and AINCENT ARTIFACT.

▪︎Despite being disrespected a lot, Five is seen as some sort of a leader around in the Equation Playground.

They are very cautious about its residents and properties. Even set up an annul renovation for the algebraliens to get together and refresh the place.

They aren't very admitting of it, but he deeply value his homeland and friends to the bottom of their heart, they built so many memories here.

▪︎Five loves all forms of literature, notably novels :D, novels of any genre. She also reads some of Three's poems from time to time.

▪︎Five loves miniature art, practises making tiny ships inside of glasses :3

▪︎Speaking of ships, Five loves the ocean!! Five sailed through it themselves. Was once the Captain of a cruise ship!! ^v^

▪︎As a child, He used to give his favourite objects titles [like their lucky charm pen, or their comfy muggy :3),

They stopped doing this as they grew up, but slowly started to unconsciously do it again.. (some effects from watching BFB + TPOT)

▪︎another ""childish"" trait Five doesn't that completely contrasts their mature personality, is that she loooooves to snitch. Especially with Three, they loves it when Three says a "fact" about themselves and then five jumps into the conversation to spill that Three is lying as they [3] told them [5] otherwise the other day.

▪︎ I mentioned this before, but 510 (fiveten) is canon in this AU, though Five has a crush on Ten but has no idea to how to talk to them

they just go like. Hi.

Ten is a little oblivious to the whole matter.

Eight has some friendly acquaintance with Five, and since they are able to contact Ten regularly, they usually use it as an indirect opportunity to make Ten talk to Five ^w^

▪︎FUN FACT!!!!! In the upcoming comic, Five gets 2 episodes where they are the lead (one focusing on themselves, focusing on their relationship with Four), bc THEY DESERVE IT!!!¡¡¡¡¡!!!!

Drawing of Five in their summer clothes I made earlier today!! >_<

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▪︎Five knew Four through X, Their relationship was very positive and wholesome. Four relied on Five when it came to teaching him advanced maths.

▪︎Four looked up to Five in so many ways, especially her leadership skills.

▪︎Five loved Four's company alot, They liked his very hyperactive personality and found him more enjoyable to be around than most of the other numbers.

Concept sketch of Five's younger design, based on their XFOHV design.

▪︎Unfortunately, both grew up with their personality changing in bad ways, Five finds Four unbearable most of the time now,

And ever since what happened in the 34 incident Five can't really interact with Four without feeling some sort of inner conflict.

(this is because they are on Three’s side, even if They know that Three was truthfully in the wrong, Five feels in some way more empathetic for Three, probably because they are close, best friends.)

▪︎Four dislikes Five's current behaviour with him, Four feels a little betrayed by it, They feel like Five sees them as something little or useless and therefore, Four competes with Five in taking the leader role in the Equation Playground.

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Quick sketches of initial ideas for 15 and 14s designs. very early stages tho, might need a lot of changes and refining.

Fifteen does appear in this AU with Fourteen! But they are considered side characters in the story.

Our main cast is from 1 to 10 only :broken_heart: (it's because I can't write so much episodes focusing on so many characters X0)

I don't have much info on them yet, Fifteen and Fourteen used to be local bullies in the Equation Playground in their childhood, they used to bond over them just being jerks, throwing insults at the other integers, and doing unhinged stuff that puts their lives and others' at risk.

Fifteen "matured" out of this, by matured, they just locked themselves away from everyone to take care of themselves without having to hold responsibility of others, They are still in contact with Fourteen, Fourteen urges them to go back, though.

Fourteen still goes on messing with the other numbers, though their pranks aren't as nearly as dangerous or "exciting" as it used to be when they were with Fifteen.

[daily-dubois]

Aw waow! I'm so in love with your disco ponies!! Now I'm kinda curious, what do you picture the story of disco neighlisyum to be?

I love taking innocuous kids media and finding random stuff to make it "a lil more dark", buttt I'm interested in how you'd do it :3

RAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH :,)!! Honestly, I don’t have any specific plan for disco neighlysium other than exploring the characters through the general laws of the my little pony universe’s rules.

Since i was a kid I’ve ALWAYS ponified characters i love as a way to show my love for something! This also made it so i got Really Good at translating character themes in ponies, i genuenly find turning characters into my little pony characters to be a GREAT creative exercise since mlp allows for such personlisation

This means that the setting would be the same! I dont plan for this to take place in equestria necessarily, and i already have horse puns planned for most of the game settings (Martineighse, Revacolt, Insaddlelinde,,) and thr themes the same.

While I don’t plan to write anything for disco neighlysium, I do have some ideas on how I’d change the story to conform to mlp rules and such.

Kim would be discriminated on the basis of being a kirin instead of Seolite for example, seen as naturally irrational or more “effeminate” since I’ve mentioned in my last kim related ask that the sexual dimorphism is less noticeable with Kirins, making them look more similar to each other. Kim’s composure would also be more related to him not bursting aflame like kirins usually do when mad, as both a way to represent his repression of himself, a way to combat that particular stereotype around Kirins disconnecting himself from being a kirin all together. Ive mentioned previously how Kim here is half unicorn, and I plan for that to be the mlp parallel to him denying his Seolite identity in favour of his Revacholian identity.

(A lot of my writing of Kim’s ethnicity isn’t based on person experience, as i Am white, but Ive read enough i think i could be capable enough of writing these themes and am open to feedback!. An additional thing for me was reading kim’s analysis in Made in Asia/America which i highly recommend! If any Asian person wants to add their 2 cents I’d love feedback :3)

Or Harry’s transformation into Tequila Sunset would also be based on cutie marks, where his cutie mark would change as a result of his 3 day bender, aka signifying he’s forever changed!!

Another thing I’d like to mention is how i adapted the rcm!

Cutie marks are VERY personal to ponies, hence why Starlight Glimmer was such a threat to begin with, the reason i choose these sticker thingies as the RCM’s uniform

Horses don’t wear clothes, that’s already a simple one

I wanted to outline in some way that being part of the rcm makes it so you lose a part of yourself, and i think hiding ones own cutie mark would really tie in the theme of assimilation

I was talking to a friend and it mentioned to me how it could also be seen as hiding highly sensitive identity information, which i agree with!

I think it’d be interesting for the “we need to talk about yiur sense of style” to change based on if you have your cutie mark covered or not

Other things i plan to do for Disco Neighlysium, is i have an idea for how to tie Lely with Klaasje as Oranje did in the original game: they’re both changeling, but only Klaasje is a reformed changeling

My concept art!! I have a shit ton of these!! A big part of the mystery would be finding out what was Lely’s pony disguise like.

Speaking of ponies, racists like the lorry driver or Gary would all be pony supremacists (which exist in mlp itself! Look at neighsay) except Measurehead who i plan to be an abada, which if you dont know they existed in mlp i dont blame you cause theyre only mentioned jn the comics

These are just some of my ideas, tldr: i don’t plan to put the story in equestria, but in a ponified elysium where the discrimination would hinge more on the character’s species

[midoribleak]

While you're at it, can you elaborate on tier S?

Brilliant idea while im here

Most of S is tied in quality besides TPWHIWIM, which is an alright book but im biased toward because of Colettes appearance. I already elaborated on why I like deluxe so much in a different post!

You can bet on that:

I’ve probably talked about why I like it before, but if you know me, I love jamie and angeline’s dynamic in the books. This book plays on both their respective personalities SO WELL it’s the whole plot basically, it’s a FUN plot. Angeline has to be mean, Jamie has to be nice. Isabella is a riot as an outside force pushing them to their limits. It’s really just the best book for showing off the three girls’ bases. S tier because of the title, memorability, jokes, plot twists, and everything is tied up nicely. 10/10. Im a little sad by how Jamie treats her mom but alas she is just a girl

Live each day to the dumbest:

This book is one of maybe two or three that deals with a serious topic!! Jamie’s grandma dies and her family is grieving. Her and Isabella get to read her grandma’s (Spoiler its actually her grandpas) diary. Angeline is only a small part of the story, but it’s still a really good story. I actually really like Hudson and Jamie’s moments here, one of Hudson’s better appearances for sure. Jamie learns really important lessons and it feels like she definitely grows up a bit. The art also depicts her slightly older somehow i swear. It’s S tier because I just like how it handles everything. I don’t remember AS many jokes but it’s really interesting and it’s also… the first time she left pages blank in her diary. I’m also a sucker for when the DDD books break their mold, so.

That’s what friends aren’t for:

I could NEVER get my hands on this book when i was younger bro. But i love the small insight of Jamie being jealous of Isabella and Angeline hanging out together. This book is hilarious, and also introduces lots of characters. The art definitely has a play in the jokes, Emmily kills it as always as a supporting role, and there’s a funny bit I’ve reposted before where Jamie writes Angeline’s name like this the entire time because she doesn’t want to admit they’re friends yet. I can’t explain why but this book just has another really good situation that explores all three girls’ characters and there’s some cool Aunt Carol and Uncle Devon cameos too. For some reason this book feels really humble but I also can’t articulate why HAHA

The worst things in life are also free:

SUMMER BOOK!! Theyre hanging out in da summer. Emmily has a bigger role, and Isabella works SO WELL off her. I love Angeline being miffed about Isabella abusing Emmily. I like them all trying to work together to earn money to go to themepark, and this is an one-sided early truce between Jamie and Angeline where she tries to be civil. Makes for some funny internal conflict to read about. The humor carries this book hard. Always will make me giggle. Also Ang Jamie and Emm all get haircuts.

Nobody’s perfect, I’m as close as it gets:

I always have trouble finding this book when I need it, but if I remember right Isabella and Jamie join a bunch of clubs to pad out their permanent record. I like Angeline feeling left out, the scheming is a cornerstone for Isabella and it’s cool to see Jamie being dragged along when we usually only hear about her bastardly plans. I like Angeline saving them in the end from being caught, I like the background plot kind of with the meatloaf and it’s super cool that there’s ratifications for the rest of the series. It’s a simply book, but sometimes simple and funny is what makes the series so good. Classic Isabella and Jamie adventure.

The problem with here is it’s where I’m from:

Colette is a GREAT anti-thesis for Angeline. Imagine combining Angeline’s looks and Isabella’s wits. I’m so sad she never appears again because she’s from a different school. I love how she plots to take away Angeline’s title and how well she gets along with Isabella, and then isabella being the one who ultimately sniffs her out??? Such a cool character man. Jamie really doesn’t do much in this book HAHA she’s kind of just observing the chaos, but that’s fine. This book would probably be B tier if it weren’t for Colette—-but then again, Colette *is* the book.

[noctlas332]

here is that rumoured leon x kaito art,,,

why leon x kaito ?? well for one (and i hate to say this) i never really liked gakukai, like i can see the appeal and i wont bash it but its just not for me,, i could say kaimei is kind of cute and that whole "being literally made for eachother" thing is also quite nice but i break out in a rash when i try to draw straight couples (slahs jay i have nothing against the heteors), BUT ALSO, leon x kaito is good, not just because i dont like other popular kaito ships, but also because its just good,, theyre the first 2 male vocaloids, part of the original 4 daisy project vocals, a couple of the only 5 v1loids, so they have like old married couple vibes to me, like theyve been together for so long that it would be weird for them to be apart, theyve just always been together yk,, also i like how they were NOT "made" for eachother, like how leon and lola were a pair, and kaito and meiko were one, so kaito x leon goes against that,, its like those queer fantasy stories/ oc universes i somtimes come across like "this PRINCE was in an ARRANGED MARRAGE with this PRINCESS, but hes GAY and shes GAY IN THE OTHER WAY", like they werent supposed ot be gasp, but they are anyway gasp. like theres no forces opposing leon x kaito but it just kind of like wasnt intended when they were created, and i just like the comfort in their queerness that they have

you might now be thinking htough, "dont the exact same things apply to lola x meiko ??" and the answer is yes i will be drawing them too. i might have drawn meiluka in the past but that was peer pressure and that ship also just kind of never was it for me, so lola x meiko it shall be.

i love the idea of the 4 daisy project vocaloids just all hanging out, like theyre all good friends, maybe they all live together slendermans creppypasta mansion style, and theyre just very mlm wlw solidarity,, or hostility either would work. they are basically all parents to the younger loids an di grergerhhhhhhhhh,,,

in otherwords leon x kaito real, as well as lola x meiko

oh also this is my own leon design, i dont have a ref drawn up but feel free to draw it this design yourself if you want to,, i think that that whitewashed leon character mascot probably has a place within the fandom, seeing as its the most commonly accepted mascot for the first ever vocaloid, but it just does not work as a protrayl of leons voice. he can be a fanloid or smthing, but actual leon is voiced by slahs modeled on a black person, same with lola, so they are both black too. my design is a bit plain and heavily based on cfm character vocal series, so ill probably work on it more in the future

sorry for all this writing but i need to make leon x kaito propaganda, as i dont think ive ever seen anyone ship them outside of "kaito x fucking everyone as long as it passes as yaoi", and i need them to be real they have been on my mind a lot recently

ALTS (NOT GREEN) (NOT CLICKBAIT) VV

[artisticmenace]

Hii!! I keep forgetting but I always wanted to ask! On your intro page(?) it mentioned a project of yours called ‘those days’?

I’m REEEEAAALLY interested on learning more about it!!! Lore drop?

IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS DAY FOR CENTURIES

so basically Those Days is a comic that i am currently making. its about two guys, Scott and Rodney who are both 58 and live in the midwest(because i do). Scotts sister Deb has just passed away so his great nephew, Danny comes down. The story is them telling him(and this chick named Candy, which im still figuring out how to introduce) about their life and how they met. I have over fifty issues written, but none released because after a while, it was kind of a chore, and i wasn't sure if anyone was interested! so THANK YOU SOOOOO MMUCH for asking about it!

Scott is based off of those "bad" kids that are actually really nice and are sort of vigilantes. Rodney is an easy bullying victim and even though he could totally do something about it, he doesnt.

this is very much a story about people and what they are and how your initial judgment is not always the correct assumption. its also very much how the key word in the last part of that is ALWAYS. its about life.

ill leave some character intros under the cut i case you want those too bc i could blab all day about them. scott and rodney may or may not be my sons. my boys. there will be art too. probably silly art. mostly the main group of characters. not their families though because i have barely drawn them(character design is tricky)

if you want to see all my silly drawings, they'll be tagged #those days comic or with the characters full name. but yeah THANK YOU FOR ASKING ABOUT THAT!!! I HAVE MOTIVATION NOW!!!! ok character rant under the more heeeheee

This is Scott

Scott has quite possibly the worst rbf ever and he looks like a scary mean guy. he steals his moms makeup because he can and he wears black eyeshadow 24/7. in reality, hes very nice and also has depression. hes a male MANIPULATED and has 6 semi terrible ex gfs. he is sort of homophobic at the beginning which is important to his lore. but even being a sad son of a bitch he can still beat the hell out of someone with a baseball bat. which leads to my next point. hes an adrenaline junkie. another design thing im slowly figuring out is simplifying his tattoos. theyre all on his torso and theyre all flowers. he loves flowers.

ROOOODNEYYYYY!!!!!

a lot of the time im trying to figure out how to draw him better tbh. Rodney has a prey animal stare. and he behaves much the same. hes pretty chubby but hes also fairly strong. he is very much a victim of child abuse but instead of becoming a bully, he just kinda gives up. he doesnt really have motivations outside of survival and hes not sure why. in fact, the primary reason he stuck around scott after meeting him was because scott believed him immediately after he said he didnt do something and made him feel safe. under the surface of being a prey animal, hes also incredibly angry. angry about a lot.

LUCY CAMPBELL EVERYBODY!!!

i dont draw her a lot...

Lucy is scotts lesbian ex gf and best friend ever. she kind of pushes them together because she knows too much. shes incredibly easy to talk to and people would confess to basically anything to her. design wise she also has a terrible rbf and DONT BE FOOLED!!! SCOTT STOLE HER LOOK WITH THE EYESHADOW!!! she also has lots of tattoos and actually gave scott all of his.

JORDAN AND DIANE (theyre kind of a set)

again. barely draw them and diane has had a few revisions.

diane and jordan are very much gay and in love. diane's family is like. the only immigrant family for miles. shes very nice but fairly cynical. shes very used to the notion that she has to find her way in the world and that if she doesnt fight, she wont survive. jordan is anxious as hell and dianes sister HATES her because she knows that jordan is a lesbian and is in love with diane. jordan also doesnt know why or how shes alive.

edward! ive only drawn him once.

eddie is lucys adopted brother. hes brilliant and silly. also gay as hell. idk if youve realized but almost none of these people are straight. edward isnt a very developed character because he is very much a supporting static character.

clyde and parker

clyde and parker are the two main members of scotts gang. its not really a gang but it might as well be. they dont really become important until the whole 1992 thing. youll find out. clyde was scotts best friend for a long time before he started hanging out with rodney. they have some very complicated history. diversity win! clyde finds out that he, too, is bisexual and gets with eddie! i dont know if ill wver bring that up in comic.

so thats basically the main cast of characters youll see in the comic. THANK YOU FOR ASKING!!! SORRY I YAPPED SO MUCH HAHA.

the comic will be release on a separate blog called @thosedayscomic there isnt really much on there except a mini comic that takes place around 1996, scott and rodneys thirties. its just scott getting home from work and going to sleep haha.

[hellspawnmotel]

What’s going on in project sekai. You make it looks so interesting!

oh uhhhh well. before you get your hopes up some of the stuff i drew is just edgy aus i made with a friend theres no blood or magical girl stuff its mostly just teenager drama. but anyway heres the deal

(disclaimer it is a mobile gacha game and those are predatory and addictive etc so yknow uh. use caution. imo though its extremely playable without having to pay any extra money)

project sekai/colorful stage is a vocaloid rhythm game where you unlock visual novel style stories about five different teen music groups who work through various problems and issues.... and also hatsune miku and her friends are there to mentor them. its got tons of vocaloid songs to play through, most with covers by the voice actors of the cast if you so choose, as well as a lot of songs made for the game, and even if you dont read the story stuff its just a really fun rhythm game. i play it basically every day lol

the groups are as follows:

-leo/need is four estranged childhood friends who desperately want to be together again but have to work through their highschool drama first, through starting a rock band

-(i havent actually read through more more jump or vivid bad squad so i cant give a good summary but theyre an idol group and street musicians respectively)

-wonderlandsxshowtime is a ragtag little group of clowns attempting to revive an old themepark stage and become famous as a theater troupe, with lots of goofs and hijinks

(suicide tw incoming)

-nightcord at 25:00 is my favorite group and the one ive done the most art for, theyre the only ones who are already an established band at the beginning of their story and theyre actually doing pretty well in terms of making music and gaining popularity, the issue is theyre all suicidal and have massive psychological problems. the main story focuses mostly on when one of the girls decides to, yknow, "disappear", and the others have to come together to try and save her. as you can probably tell theyre the group with the darkest story by far but also the best in my opinion. theyre so fucked up and i love them. also one of the members is (canonically) transfem nb so thats cool

so if any of that sounds interesting, give it a shot i guess?? i feel weird encouraging my follower base to play a gacha game lol so just be mindful. i started playing it just bc its a vocaloid rhythm game and im not good at project diva and i didnt really expect to get invested in the new characters but here i am. its also introduced me to a lot of voca songs i didnt know before which is always a plus!

[whimsicaldiaeries]

🎀 SBG / CITY OF MIST: ereighkauh torres-santiago 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

behold, my newest City of Mist character-- except there's a twist: she's from a School Bus Graveyard Campaign (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ

HEYAAAA !! my friends and i, having read SBG together, is particularly fond of that special webtoon. since we're a dungeons & dragons friend group (i KEEP on mentioning this i'm SORRY i just love them and theyre essentially the catalyst for my creative strike this year but uhm, i'm on another tangent again xD) my wonderful DM friend, mel, said: "hey, what if we did an SBG oneshot?"

buuuut, there was another problem: if we we're gonna do an SBG oneshot, what TTRPG system would we use ?? obviously we can't use the D&D systems .... but there was another ttrpg system we were familiar with that mel introduced us to a few months ago !! CITY OF MIST !

we just got rid of the mythos theme card and replaced the 4 theme cards with logos, which you could see from above :]

the session is still yet to be held ... but i can't wait to update once we finish it !! if the oneshot goes well, there's a chance it might turn into a mini campaign (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

ON ANOTHER NOTE...

you might be wondering: "why is her name ereighkauh? don't you already have another character named ereighkauh?"

WELL HAUHAUHAUHAHU i actually have 2 more characters named ereighkauh !! my minecraft SMP, my water genasi from tht one oneshot, and this.

it's basically an EREIGHKAUH: THE MULTIVERSE kind of character collection, where projections of me, erika, are transported into that universe <33 that's why you could see that torres-santiago looks a little like me ... BECAUSE SHE'S BASED OFF OF ME !!

and trust, there are more ereighkauhs to come :)

ON ANOTHER ANOTHER NOTE... (oh god when will she stop yapping)

i just want to put up a bit of ET-S's lore out here:

ets family are filipino immigrants (we assume that SBG is in a western modern setting) > dad got framed for a crime > BOOM SHOT > ets mad > forms a rebellious activist organization seeking to reform system and inform mainly through graffiti and art > called brushfire syndicate > has gathered 15-20 members > its a tightknit community and they are all close > ofc ets has a different persona in BS > her jacket is INVERTIBLE, that pink one u see her wearing is her daily wear > the reverse side is a colorful neon graffiti glow in the dark jacket and every other synonymous adjective for CHAOTICALLY FUN jacket > but anyways she goes to art school

tbh her being a leader of a small org was on purpose so that when the team gets sent into the shadow realm they'd have easy access to supplies and safehouses XD + urban terrain mastery so she parkours the hell outta there WHAUJSDAKSD

AND ALSO !! she has a black cat and a golden retriever :) very important detail yesyes <3333

[rinayeas]

Played the ib remake heres some food 4 thot

Garry has transmasc swag. But i am open to other interpretations

I almost felt sorry for Mary but on my 2nd run i did all the endings and the together forever ending still makes me feel all the rage and discontempt as it made me feel 10 yrs ago

THE FACT THAT WHEN YOU FIRST MEET HER SHE SAYS THAT RED IS HER FAVORITE AND BLUE IS OKAY AND THEN SHE SUDDENLY HAS BLUE AS HER FAVORITE JUST TO GET GARRY'S ROSE GRRRRR

When i got to the true gallery it clicked that Garry vs Mary was supposed to be a difficult choice for the player so now im a bit dissappointed abt the fact that Mary is such a cunt in her ending and that garry is 100x more favoured by the narrative and i wish it could have gone further w the concept

In the 2012 game when something important happened or there was a cutscene the caracter party would separate to show their individual sprites and the remake doesnt do that??? Which is very weird honestly why wouldnt they do that

I still love u garry. My first anime crush....

Ib's dad is not hot anymore 💔

Honestly?? Beyond the direct support for the team + graphics overhaul, you're good playing the 2012 version honestly. If you want a diff experience with the puzzles and the chance for a whole lot more garry dialogue then play this one. But i have to say im a bit dissappointed

Not a lot bc the base game is still awesome and i love it but with the other remakes it felt very different??? Like witchs house is fun and i always love to replay it and adds a bit more lore from the ellen novels and the Sen games are the best remakes so far with better graphics, fun gameplay and completely new puzzles + the death counter for Misao so this one left me a bit empty

I hope more rpg maker remakes come soon!! I love replaying these and the more the merrier

Side note bc im never touching the topic again: the mermaid swamp remake is cool bc ooo shiny new graphics but im not a fan of the characters not having portraits (i feel like thats intentional for the atmosphere but i also really wanted some new art for rin and seitaro) and also??? The ending Cg???? Theyre better but they lack the grainyness of the og, except for the rin crying one that one was such a downgrade

ALSO URI WHY WOULD YOU POST THE SEITARO DEATH CG AND SAY YOU REGRET NOT PUTTING IT IN THE GAME BC YOU FORGOT AND THEN NOT PUT IT IN THE REMAKE AAAAA

[jungkoode]

Kiki, the only thing that beata your art of building and describing sexual tension is oyur art of building actual tension at all. This is my favorite kkangpae chapter thus far.

1/HOBI MY MAAAAAN,MY DARLING MAN i just love him

2/ CHAEWON MY GIRL ???MY SWEET PROTECTIVE TIGER MAMA BLAKC WIDOW BABY GIRL ??WHICH MAN DO I HAVE TO KILL ???POINT AT HIM

Ngl, i think being in the Seduction division and friend with Jhope is probably the single best way to not get your heart utterly shattered and or get killed for breaking the rules on the way lmao, theyre both too caring and responsible to risk it the way V, JK or JM would, while not being as aloof or distant as Moon RM orAD are or pretend to be.

3/YUNJIN OH MY GOD. First of all yunjin and reader is totally my type of friendship. Not even bestfriendship, im like this with casual close friends too lmao makes the immersion all the better

4/ you freakin did so well the change in moods. I swear it felt like that song in Mulan where the soldiers are all singing then walk upon that burnt village , insane emotional whiplash. Might i say your best yet, i think it was even stronger than THAT chapter in OL .

5/ Kiki im scared. Why you might ask ? Because despite my infinite trust in your art, i can see foor a fact you planned a lot more than i expected, and NONE YOUR CHARACTERS SEEM TO HAVE PLOT ARMOR. That random ensign that Flower handed the hotel card to now has to be on a duo mission with the guy she pissed off during that mission and fucked during that trip. One might wonder, if Kkangpae is so large its a small city, there should be no reason why Y/N spends so much time with the Council. Well, it seems you are starting to answer that question while making absolutely sure we know why its happening that way next and how thie is for actual practical reasons and not just plot magic.

It was an absolute pleasure to read and if i get birthday money from family im spending it on commissioning you again for my own parallel story. Save me a spot for late April-May.

First of all, ROO?? HELLO??? I literally just woke up to this comment and almost choked on my coffee. UGHHH I love you.

The tension building is honestly my favorite part about writing. Sexual tension is fun and all (and lord knows I love making everyone suffer with it), but the PLOT tension? That's where I thrive. It's like feeding my evil writer soul.

1) HOBI IS LITERALLY MY EVERYTHING. The cranky doctor with a heart of gold but also a mouth that could eviscerate you? Sign me up. I'm genuinely having way too much fun with him. The way he interacts with AD especially makes me cackle every time I write them.

2) CHAEWON SUPREMACY. I will die on this hill. Her black widow aura just makes my entire day. I love how you described her as the protective tiger mama because YES that's exactly what she is. And your point about the Seduction division being somewhat safer is so spot on—they're protective without being fully enmeshed in all the batshit chaos.

3) The Y/N and Yunjin friendship is entirely based on my IRL friendships and I'm so glad it shows! That casual closeness where you can just be ridiculous together while also having each other's backs? Peak friendship goals. I'm thrilled you enjoy them together.

4) THE MULAN REFERENCE HAS ME WHEEZING. That's EXACTLY what I was going for! I wanted that emotional whiplash of "haha we're all having fun camping" to "oh shit we're still criminals and there's danger everywhere." I'm cackling that you compared it to OL because I think I traumatized half my readers with that one.

5) You should absolutely be scared. I'm not even sorry. The plot planning for this fic would make people concerned for my mental wellbeing if they saw my notes. And you're right—nobody has plot armor. I wanted to create a world where there are actual STAKES, you know?

And IKR?? Obviously YN interacts with the Council plenty because they're our main characters! But I absolutely HAD to build something believable around it. I couldn't just have her randomly hanging with the bosses all the time for no reason.

See, most writers would just handwave it, but I'm obsessed with making things make SENSE. That's why she got called to that meeting! Chaewon would've been the logical choice since she's a Chief, but Hanjun already knows what she looks like—she was the one who manipulated him! So MDF probably has her description. But YN and the other Seduction girls? They were never photographed or directly interacted with him or his men outside the mission. And among all the Seduction members, YN is the only one who saw all the girls, so she's their only source for identification.

AND Council meetings are super private—only Chiefs and maybe seconds in command can know what's discussed. So with Chaewon out of the question... YN becomes the only available choice because they can't go spreading Council info to other members. I loved weaving all that in!

AND OMG I'm absolutely HONORED you'd want to commission me again! Late April-May works perfectly—just hit me up whenever you're ready and we can chat details!