#ouhg boy

[static-x3]

[Morgan slightly hesitantly follows along behind Static, she'd broken off the end of the metallic bat and left it jagged and sharp, Morgan back with it in his grasp]

[Static speeds through morgans room and to the window, display flickering sharply as they take in the sight, jumping through the window with little hesitation]

Sneak attacks Morgan

-Sharkie is bored

[Morgan yelps from his place on the bed, raising the small console in his hands out of their reach]

"G uh- hi Sharky-"

[pinkydude]

💙 His Scars 💜

Valentin & Mitch | 561/?? 

[mysticalcats]

i'm so freaking happy that you like dead boy detectives agency its such a good show OUHG <3 <3 <3

IT IS SO GOOD... your posts about it were what made me watch it!! i love it ouguggh

[starheirxero]

Wiggles into your inbox again

Hello! I wrote a small drabble on this post you made a while back, and I was wondering if I could turn it into a full fic. Just wanted to ask permission since it's your idea! I can give credits and other stuff too

OUHG !!! YESYES OFC go ham, I don't mind!!! Get silly w/ it boy!!!!!

[ccrv-7]

NONE OF YOU TOLD ME MY LITTLE GUY WAS GONNA BE HERE????? TRAITORS… ALL OF YOU

okay im finally givibg in and watching the gotg holiday special. hashtag christmas yayy or something

[applecrumbzy]

also out of curiosity: what's your favorite angelspit album/song?

OUHG fav album is probably The Product or Black Dog Bite and fav song?? I don't have just one so im gonna name off my fav song off almost every album YAY

Nurse Grenade - Infect

Krankhaus - Get Even

Surgically Attoned - 100% (110% Fucked Chombichrist Mix)

Blood Death Ivory - Grind

Black Kingdom Red Kingdom - Jugular (BAAL Remix)

Hideous & Perfect - As It Is In Heaven

Larva Pupa Tank Coffin - Twenty6hundred

Carbon Beauty - Glitchbomb

Hello My Name Is - Violence or Static

The Product - Watch The Sunrise

The Recall - Pretty Dead Boys (Xris SMack and Ashley Bad Remix) also Train Wreck (Needle Factory Remix)

Hardcore Pong (I'm counting it) - Let's Ride (Addambombb remix)

Cult of Fake - Sky High

Black Dog Bite - Great Bank in the Sky

Puncture Marks - V is for Voltage (addambombb remix)

Bang Operative - Promise of Gold or Suck it Robot

Ignorance Cartel - Stick to the Plan

Don't Know Zero Remix Single - Don't Know Zero (Slighter Remix)

Deisel Priest - What Ever Happened To Uncle Sam? And Hand of God

Killed on Camera Remix Single - All Hail the Hustle (The Gothsicles remix)

Stand In Line Remix Single - Blade

The Bastard Gods - Tyranny of the Beat

[svturn-exe]

follow-up to the bps interrogation post

mark: pre-encounter mark getting interrogated would burst into tears. he's a good christian boy and either genuinely didn't do anything or like. accidentally trespassed or smth

post-encounter mark (in an au where he survives) would be mean mugging the cops the entire time. just giving them the FOULEST most rage-filled glares. i think that boy can hold a grudge, as a treat.

if it's thatcher interrogating them, he might just let mark go. A. bc the vibes in this room are absolutely Rancid & she's not getting any info out of him anyway, B. bc i also hc that mark is a fairly big dude, and thatcher does not want to tempt God into making the guy try to fist fight him in this small interrogation room. she'd rather not get her dome piece put through the flimsy ikea desk

cesar: pre-encounter probably gets brought in to like. give a witness statement, but misinterprets the situation and starts crying anyway bc he doesn't do well when authority figures are disappointed in him/accuse him of something & also he doesn't want them to call his mom :((

spends the entire interview going ahE EEMHEEM HEEM, aUgh,,mk offkfof, ouhg while the cops r just there like yo........... r u Good ? he goes thru 3 boxes of tissues and just gets sent home. probably goes to get fast food bc he's hungry & dissociates in the mcdonalds with his bloodshot eyes and runny nose, looking like he just lost a fight with some pollen

post-encounter would probably regard the cops with more suspicion. might still cry a little depending on how sensitive adult cesar is to people in positions of authority accusing him of something n stuff like that

[creepy--claws]

[● When it comes to the Peppinos, everyone is not normal towards them in different ways

Like with Fake Peppino, everyone is just like "OUHG MY BABY BOY THERE HE IS MY SWEET SUMMER CHILD I CARE YOU MY SWEET BOY" and with Peppino Spaghetti himself they are non advertiser friendly]

[vellichorom]

houuuhghhh soggy fucking horrible beaste....

WHAT THE FUUUUUUCK IT'S SO GOOOOOOOOOD 👏👏👏

you've really CAPTURED the benign yet still vaguely untrustworthy vibe that i'd like to think lovebugged thierry has, ESPECIALLY helped by the style of shading ( SO good look at the depth & volume to it, LOOK AT IT ON TH FUCKIING SLEEVE CUFFS & LAPELS ), the DEMURE nature with the fuck look at those hands look how ANATOMICALLY CORRECT & ARTICULATED THEY ARE. WITH SUCH A UNIQUE POSE TO THEM? like he's twiddling his fingers in idle while looking at you.... LOOK at that anon hand positioning too- & i know maybe this is an odd thing to remark BUT HIS NOSE? the style of his nose really inspires me to want to draw it more like that. nice & big. i love when people capture his big nose <33

his fucked up hair with the ahoge sprig at the top, the little sweatdrops, the extra yellow to his loving eyes, ouhg boy

athena this is such a PEAK, the drawing so solid & structured,, i really love & appreciate the extra effort put into this, thank you so much

Inspired by that one conversation 👀 + that hand could be anyone

(Lovebug) Thierry by @vellichorom

[feraldaily]

day 33. I’m not late! but I am miserable!

[gwasgy]

Just remembered about sam n dean. Brb gotta go cry about them

[starheirxero]

this is likely going to be mostly unconrehensable but do you sort of get centi-clipse vibes from cult of the lamb? when I was drawing your boy I got massive inspiration for his posture and a few elements from the game and I was curious if you got Vibes from it. I know there a large element of "duh it's a cult" but also the fact that something that was largely considered a minor note in the life of a being that largely effected the life of a Key Person was later forced to watch as the world around them became attuned to the Key Person and they were forced to assist that Key Person and-

Look I may be blorboing too close to the sun but I think of them way too much and I'm Blorboing my art-drawing-background-stream too now bc of you. (/pos /pos /pos /imeatingyourart /pos /pos-

ouhg. OUHG!!!! OUH MY STARS WAIT NO YEAH I TOTALLY GET WHAT YOU'RE SAYING HELLO!!!!!

Honestly, I'd been using small pieces of COTL as inspiration for certain aspects of centiclipse and his world, but I never really processed the whole vibes. Narinder and Centiclipse both have a very similar presence with their godhood and both have a servant to live in their shadow no matter what... that is so FUN!!!

I CAN TOTALLY SEE THE INSPIRATION IN YOUR ART NOW TOO NOW THAT YOU'VE TOLD ME !!! the "big god looms over you scary stye" vibes are shared and I am THRILLED about this !!! Your blorboing too close to the sun has gifted me with so much delight thank u sm HEUAHAJ

[emperorcrest-blog]

@deathcrest asked: “it means kiss me.”

poetry starters / not accepting.

here’s the thing: you are both impossibly cautious and impossibly reckless. you are both wild and chained, teeth both dull and shining in the cold moonlight. steel and satin go hand in hand. you’ve never been stupid - perhaps a little dense, perhaps slightly unaware of the ins and outs of language, but you’re not stupid. you know - you’ve seen the look in sylvain’s eyes, seen the hunger in them. sometimes, he looks like he wants to eat you whole. you know, because you’ve caught yourself staring with the same look in your eyes. you’re more willfully ignorant than anything.

there’s been a sort of mutual understanding between the two of you, without words and without talking. you love him, and for whatever goddess forsaken reason, he loves you. it’s so much easier to leave things unsaid, to leave things understood but not discussed. it’s so much easier to keep the line in the sand between you.

but still - the two of you act almost like lovers sometimes. you sit next to each other at the mealtable, press into each other after the battlefield, covered in dirt and blood like dust, spar together and feel the whisper of something, something, something in the air. there is a line in the sand. you shan’t cross it. for all your courage, you are a coward.

you sit together, and even through sylvain’s armour, you can feel his body heat burning like a tiny sun. sometimes you feel like the moon, simply shining his light back onto the earth at night, always a step away. this is okay ; it’s not so much a feeling of inferiority as a feeling of being one step behind. you love him, but it hurts, sometimes, the intensity of it. looking into the sun will rob you of your eyesight, but oh - would it not be worth it? you line up the positives and negatives before you, but they don’t seem to add up.

you’ve prided yourself on your reasoning for years now, but it’s always become skewed when sylvain comes into the picture. it’s been this way since you were children, when you were in the academy, now, five years later. nothing has changed, in a time where everything has changed. that is to say: everything is new to you, except sylvain.

and yet he still manages to surprise you. the world feels like it’s crumbling and he’s here, he’s here, solid and warm and gentle despite everything. and you love him.

you don’t even know what he says, because you’re thining about all this, all these thoughts obscuring your ears, muffling yourself with lyrics waxed poetic. he does this to you, you think both incredibly fond and exasperated in equal measure.

 “what does that mean?” you can play this off as your usual grumpiness, your carefully constructed mask that has carefully become your self.

you hear the huff, don’t look at him ( the sunlight burns your eyes, it burns. ) and then hear it.

 “it means kiss me.”

the words rock your world open, see the line the two of you drew together broken ( you can press your finger into the sand and remake it again, if you wanted. you won’t do that. ) and your heartrate trying to jump through your throat.

you look into his eyes now, bright like the sun, and full of nothing but fondness and warmth, and that same hunger stirring beneath. you’re both starving beasts, the pair of you : not in the way the boar is, but like a pair of animals who have never known food their whole lives. 

 you don’t answer verbally. you move, clamber over his knees to frame his face with your hands, pull one glove off between your teeth, and then the other, scarred and marked with angry red snowflakes. you want to feel his skin. you brush your thumbs over his cheekbones, tilt your head, and press your mouth against his with a soft exhale. it feels like a sigh of relief. 

 and oh, the skies open, and something opens heavy wings inside you, the way his mouth moves against yours like some kind of prayer. you’re not a religious man, but the hot and heavy press, the warmth and the darkness of your eyes as they slide shut feel like prayer. perhaps you’re sinning with that comparison, but when sylvain’s hands come to your waist, pressed against your hipbones, and then upwards, trailing over your shoulders like you’re worth something to him, like you’re something beautiful, like a false idol or something equally as bad, you can’t bring yourself to care. 

 you slide yourself to the side, press yourself into the dirt and slink your arms around his neck, opening your mouth and pulling him forwards as you lean yourself backwards, feeling his mouth move against your own in words you can’t hear, feel the heavy weight of his body push into your own, and the metal of his armour press into your ribs. 

 the line in the sand is washed away by the tide. 

[luvpyrus-moved]

sO ANYWAYS HERES WONDERWALL-

[hoarder-of-boys]

🎵! and 💤! and💫! either each for a different boy or all 3 for each, it's up to you!~

ok im late but CHAOS SQUAD TIME

🎵: what are some song lyrics that make you think of your f/o/your relationship with your f/o? ouhg man. i. never think of shit like this fjfbfjf uhhh, honestly probably the chorus to "follow you into the dark" by death cab for cutie? id write them all out but. long.

💤: do you sleep together? if so, describe your sleeping positions and patterns. yep! the four of us share a bed c: problem is, our beds too small for us all to fit comfortably dhdbfm gio ends up sprawling all over us while i steal all the blankets lmao. also!! using fred as a pillow is a common occurance. oh and one of us (usually me or apollo) gets kicked off the bed for being too hot some nights

💫: are any of you ticklish? if so, where? fred and i are ticklish! i have bad associations with being tickled tho :( fred HATES being tickled, he WILL yeet you into the sun. so basically? pwease no tickle :c

[scribbyizhere]

OMG IM NUTS WOWOWOW NOT NORMAL SAVING THIS FOREVER/SRS. I WANT TO PRINT THIS OUT AND KEEP IT FOREVEER OMG. I'm going to reblog this multiple times in case you don't get my message.

waaaahg the poses I just RRRRGH I don't even have words just sounds of anguish/pos

COME HERE NOW

OUHG IM JS SO HAPPY THIS LITERALLY MAKES MY DAY 150% BETTER. art ???? FOR ME ??!?!??!?! OF MY BOYS ?!?!?!?! oh I'm going to GRAB YOU. IM GETTING YOU THOSE COLORS ASAP.

LOOK AT THEMMM WAGGHH

also, for a heads up if you look for fully articulated doll refs, urm. be careful because there are suspiciously many that are NOT sfw. um. thought I would warn you just in case.

ayyy it's the guys!!!! saw these and started doodling them so fast, I love how you designed them so differently! Moon's hat is so fun and I love the pattern on his pants!