#now we need a ship name

[vc55bughead]

oh this is a LAUCH- see how stress free it is, very demure, very mindful, they didn't wreck absolute chaos on the internet, very mindful very cutesy (IM SO HAPPY FOR THEM OMG 😭😭)

[the-meme-monarch]

(shaking haggard bags under my eyes bald and covered in blood) so that new chapters. how are we feeling

[alolan-persians]

the spamettatenna dynamic. to me

[inkprovised]

I guess...

How it started

[odd-chips]

(Tents fingers) So I've had a very indulgent Lethal Company OC concept on the mind for a while, and now that I've drawn it, of course it's spiraled into a 80+ panel comic HILJKFD

Employee names are tentative right now, but they go by Cap'n, Kid (shortie, actual name is Scoot), Skeets (tall one, short for Skeeter) and Mav (wide one, goes by that or Maverick). Genders are also tentative, but I'm warming up to the idea of them all being women with Kid being the only boy!

Value keys for the comic are under the cut, along with some story beats/thumbnails and the uncensored version of Cap'n's injuries from the attack! (It's sketchy, but it is drawn gore so be warned!)

[dershoimvik]

kelvin and keefe, the righteous gemstones, church

[gemmafuckingscout]

i was thinking about how many distinct pairs there would be in a reintegrated mark/hellyna/gemma ship so i calculated it. there would be 112. 115 if you count their reintegrated selves as distinct people as well. this is SO far beyond a love triangle

[oakyadair]

I swear I've read this interaction in a fanfic before WHATT

transcript:

skizz: I need some health. can- anybody wanna dish up a neck kiss I'm dealing with one health here

grian: nah there's not much point cuz the main- the main guy-

skizz: just kiss me, for the love of god. just a little, just a little peck grian.

gem: .......don't kiss him

skizz: just a little bit. YAYY thank you.

[likeshipsonthesea]

you make me

bucktommy ficlet. had a convo about love. had some feelings. gave them to buck. enjoy~

The entire loft is soaked in the hazy blue light of pre-morning. Buck can hear the mechanical thrum of garbage collectors, a handful of singing birds, quiet but steady breathing. His body is sore, from work and then from Tommy, a satisfying reminder of a yesterday well spent. Everything is warm and soft like Saturday morning, even though he's fairly sure it's Tuesday.

The clock on his bedside table tells him it's much too early to get up for a Tuesday, so he turns over to get comfortable and ends up face to face with Tommy's sleep-slacked expression.

Buck watches him in that way that's only creepy if you're not in love. Takes note of his eyelashes resting against the tops of his cheeks, his lips shadowed by the slant of his nose, how the dawning daylight catches on the angles of his face. He wants to touch, but not enough to disturb the serenity of sleep on his boyfriend's face.

Eddie tells him he says that a lot. My boyfriend. "We all know his name," Eddie says, tone harsh but a creeping smirk giving away the joke.

When Buck brought it up with Dr. Copeland, she asked him why he thinks he says it so much, but it was towards the end of their session so they didn't really get into it. Buck thinks it's probably something to do with his self-image problems, or maybe his abandonment issues? Dr. Copeland's better with the answers than he is.

Calling him Tommy is fine, but saying my boyfriend says my meatless lasagna needs more starch just reminds Buck that Tommy's his and, even more novel, Buck is Tommy's.

Buck likes being Tommy's boyfriend.

Tommy's boyfriend knows Tommy's coffee order, and drops it off along with a savory treat for him at the start of a long shift. Tommy's boyfriend always knows exactly where Tommy left his blue-light glasses and grabs them before they head to bed so Tommy can read another chapter of the cheesy historical fiction novel on his tablet. Tommy's boyfriend is the one Tommy goes to after a hard shift, to talk to or hug or just sit in the same room with until the rest of the world is less heavy.

As Tommy's boyfriend, Buck is still all the things he was before--firefighter, brother, friend--but knowing there's someone who trusts him enough to sleep beside him and let him stare at their face like a creeper in the early hours of the morning--there's this unfathomable freedom to it.

It's like--if Tommy loves him, he must be worthy of it. It's a truth and a prophecy, self-fulfilling. It's this ever-turning cycle that bolsters Buck to be the best version of himself, and none of it feels like work because it's all tangled up with joy.

"How long have you been staring at me?"

Buck startles out of his internal monologue to find Tommy's left eye open. The right is buried in his pillow along with the lifted corner of his mouth.

"Probably a little too long," Buck admits, staring fixedly at that corner of Tommy's mouth.

Tommy's lips part to release a sigh before settling into a smile. "Evan. Go back to sleep."

"In a minute."

Tommy shifts closer on the pillow, his nose nudging Buck's, his morning breath awful and his eyes so close Buck thinks their eyelashes might tangle. "You worked a 24-hour shift yesterday. You need to sleep. You can stare at me tomorrow."

"Promise?"

Tommy brushes their lips together. "Promise."

Buck finds Tommy's hand between them and laces their fingers together. "Alright," he says, settling back into the mattress and letting his eyes shut as he brings their hands to his sternum. "Tomorrow."

[apollosgiftofprophecy]

I keep thinking about Commodus interacting with literally any of Apollo’s immortal lovers (Cyrene, Boreas). He would hate them so much 😅 Like both before and after the drowning he’s just the most possessive guy ever and it leaves so much room for ideas

IT'S SUCH A FUNNY CONCEPT FR

cuz like - okay, he would be 100% jealous of all of them.

Cyrene? Yes. Boreas? Absolutely. The Muses? Ya-huh.

However, I think he'd hate Boreas the most XD He is the "other man" (or at least...in Commodus's eyes. we all know Commodus is the "other man" in Apricity LMAO) and he'd HAAATEEEE it XD

I can definitely see Commodus being low-key jealous of Cyrene and the Muses, but he would be high-key jealous of Boreas.

I mean like. Come on.

He's; 1) hot - sorry, I mean attractive, because northern gods don't like the use of 'hot' lol; 2) been with Apollo MUCH longer; and 3) is an actual god compared to Commodus's wannabeness

Like Hyacinthus is DEF Public Enemy #1 to Commodus when it comes to Apollo's heart, but you BET Boreas would set those alarms off QUICK XD

man i just realized Apollo rlly likes them brunettes. Commodus, Boreas, Hyacinthus, Branchus... he has a type

au where all of Apollo's lovers read toa. i'll get the popcorn let's watch this trainwreck go down !!

[dewwshi]

he may be the better swordsman but we all know who wins the wrestling matches

(psst i'm on bluesky now i guess?)

[paradoxlemonade]

It came to me in a vision

[paldeanbooperr]

this bird man-

he is getting shipped like fuckin crazy this season-

it's either with blitz or with vassago or with "better than blitzo" guy like damn have a breakkk-

[lyxchen]

Finally drawing my girls <333

[onesidedradiostatic]

My worthless Radiostatic headcanon is that Vox met Alastor because he was new to hell and captivated by the pretty redhead at the bar swigging gin and was flabbergasted that nobody was asking him to dance. He was also equally oblivious to everybody else at the joint shitting their pants as this absolute NOBODY approached the Radio Demon for a dance. And Alastor who was bemused by his ignorance and idiocy can still admire someones moxxie and agreed to dance. And listen, this is mostly because with all these great shipper tag names I can't help but call their past partnership "electro-swing." So yes they danced to something like this https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b3hjodKJTRs. Suffice to say Vox was enamored and Alastor was surprisingly amused and it was the start of both of them chasing that high.

HAHAHA I like this, there's like so many different ways to imagine their first meeting, and like imagine this being like. okay you know how he probably couldn't openly like men in life but once he landed in hell he realises it doesn't matter anymore (depends on if you interpret him believing himself to be straight(tm) and closeted prior or he already knew but just couldn't act on it openly), so he's freshly landed, walks into a bar and just walks up to the first cute guy he sees cause he no longer has to hide it LMAO. he gets what he wants (the dance) for NOW, but of course, getting what he wants doesn't last forever, and he was kinda doomed from the start when he made a beeline to making moves on the aroace guy.

also part of me is going like. this is the 1950s. electro-swing didn't exist then. (just roll with it anyways. just roll with it anyways. just roll with it anyways.)

^^(link in ask)

[gwalch-mei]

sometimes you just need to draw your favs in fun, yet unrealistic outfits. as a treat <3