#mouthwashing jimmy

[linkcharacter]

anti tulpar doodle dump bleh

[itz4ky]

this art is so awesome omg

my coworker losing his mind lmfaooooo

[sydtheaustralia]

Jimbo Thug Life

[curlygyatenjoyer]

Some silly Mouthwashing thingys I’ve made

[ccreatley]

Completely different artstyle every post my bad gang

[gorryb]

Double trouble

[ciissy]

[stxrbxster]

If you do angst, what about curly suffering through having to watch his beloved be killed by jimbotron while he can’t even so much as move?

Happy Halloween!

So Close, Yet So Very Far (Mature)

curly x gn!reader

c/w - gore, murder, body horror, jimmy

synopsis - after swansea puts an end to daisuke's suffering jimmy snaps. unfortunately, when he goes to the medbay to find the gun, he's met with you.

a/n - OOOOOO i love writing angst even though i'm kinda doodoo at it. sorry if its a touch graphic, and double sorry for taking so long to get it written.

wc - 913

(image not mine)

"close your eyes, daisuke..." swansea rasps, his voice filled with a aching sorrow. his knuckles whiten from the painfully tight grip he holds on his axe as he swings it down, the crunching of daisuke's scull making a sickening echo as blood spatter covers the both of them.

you can't bare the sight, a violent, shaking gag forces through your throat, almost bringing you to your knees as you run from the room. your steps are violent, heavy on the metal floors of the hallways as you make your way to the medbay, gasping for air between sobs of shock horror. you collapse to you knees in front of curly's bed, the sight of anya's body slumped beside you sending you even deeper into hysterics as you clutch desperately at the bloody sheets in front of you, shaking as you listen to the violent shouting from the common area.

curly's eye follows you as you collapse in front of him, the agony of his mere existence combining with the panging of horrified guilt in his chest. he wishes he could look away, wishes he could squeeze his eyes shut and disappear under his blankets like he would when he was a little boy. but, despite the pathetic smallness he felt in his current state, he is not a little boy. he is painfully aware of this fact as your body is raked with sobs on the floor below him, the fact that he is a man.

"curly..." you sputter between sobs, your nails nearly ripping the fabric of the sheets you clutch so tightly, your knuckles turning white. "oh my god. curly-" you choke put, only to cut yourself off with a harsh gag, retching forward as you nearly puke. "we're done for, aren't we?"

he can feel his heart shatter to pieces in his chest, your pain and fear making his body throb harder than it ever has since the crash. he strains, trying in vain to reach for you, to hold you as pained groans push from charred lips.

your puffy eyes flicker up to him, another harsh sob tearing from your throat as you fully take in the sight. you feebly reach for his gown, hands balling desperately around the bloodstained fabric as you fall into hysterics, the sound of heavy boots thumping against the hall's metal floors ringing in your ears.

you hear them, swansea and jimmy, and their struggling. jimmy’s crazed screaming, rambling about how he’ll ‘fix this’ mixing with swansea’s muffled cursing makes your head spin. you’re so lost in your own mind, your own spiraling thoughts of doom that you don’t even notice when that loud thumping comes to a stop behind you.

“y/n.” jimmy rasps and you jerk back, hands covering mouth in a laughably stupid attempt to protect yourself. you hardly notice the blood dripping from jimmy’s face pooling in the floor. it confuses you, if only for a moment.

jimmy was nowhere close enough to daisuke when swansea… who’s blood is that?

“jimmy, please.” you mutter, voice hoarse and weak as you feebly attempt to stand, to put yourself between him and curly. you could feel him shake behind you, the love of your life reduced to a writhing, groaning mess of red.

“move.” jimmy said simply, taking a sure step towards you with such an air of confidence it made your stomach tighten. his eyes were impossibly small, his pupils like pinpricks.

“i-i can’t do that, jim. p-please just-“ you sputter, giving your best effort at what can only be described as a pathetic attempt to beg before he takes another step, closing the distance between you. he reaches up, bloody hand grasping roughly at your chin as he tilts your head up and forces you to look at him, his unbearably minty breath pulling tears to the corners of your eyes.

“i always liked you, (y/n).” he says, a terrible grin pulling at his lips. he says it so warmly, so genuinely it terrifies you. the fact he could speak so casually, so kindly while your friends blood drips from his face into yours nearly makes you gag.

“it’s such a shame,” he continues, that same deceptively warm tone making your head swim as his grip tightens. “if only your dear captain curly had done his FUCKING JOB-“ he shoves you by your jaw, slamming you into the medbay’s counter with so much force you hear the granite crack with your skull. “none of this would be happening.”

you slink to the ground, mouth filling with blood as the edges of your vision fade. you can hear curly gasp, distorted, mangled sound of fear and worry tearing through his burned throat as he desperately writhes.

you try to move, to scream, to run, but nothing happens. nothing but a strangled, garbled groan passes your lips as jimmy saunters over to you, hand resting on the countertop above you. he laughs, chuckles that cold, bitter laugh that you’ve become so accustomed to, before he lifts his foot, reeling back his steel-toed boot and smashing into your skull without a second glance until your skull crunches and dips with no give.

once he’s finished, once he sees that your chest has quit heaving and your body’s stopped it’s twitching he sighs. a deep breath in through his nose and out through his mouth before he turns back to curly, still screaming and attempting to flail.

“don’t worry, captain. i’ll fix it.”

[drunkwithmouthwash]

(Pre-game) || Valentine’s special part 3

Part 2 || Part 4

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That man is a walking red flag 🚩

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(Bonus)

Their pfps in full

(Sammy’s is from the day she got her Polle plushie ❤️)

[halftoastedwaffle]

this is the animation I've been working on for over a month and a half

This is my part for a Mouthwashing MAP I joined on YouTube

I'm very excited to be a part of it as it's been years since I've genuinely animated anything

I am incredibly proud of the outcome and I'm very happy with myself for finishing it and taking on this project in the first place

It was definitely daunting to me but I really wanted to step out of my comfort zone. I can't wait until everyone finishes their parts :)

this is the link to the video on my YouTube channel :)

[slimjimfiend]

jimmy jorkin it sketch

full on blsky 🦋💙

[lisalafart]

Just funny sketches of mouthwashing characters in the form of animals

[lexitoons]

WIP - can you guys watch my weird dog for me while i go to the gas station? ignore the thing on the bottom that doesn't matter 🚶‍♀️

ah, but if you must know curldeer is fine, he's just overreacting obviously 😒 all his fault

[xitzycore]

ohhhh my god hi. heeeyyy

[ccreatley]

hi!!!! i luv your art style so much....it makes my brain happy... ypu deserve lots of love!!!! i wanna give you a request so.....anti tulpar au??? GAY anti tulpar au...

Hello hello!! Ty so much eehehehe.. I love these fools, take a couple doodles ^_^..

[delusionalgummybear]

WIP animation, a single frame of an animation I’m working on. Of course it’s Mouthwashing but I love the game and the story even if it’s super demented. It’s beautifully written and I’m surprised to be learning new things about it still! THIS IS NOT A SHIP!!