#speed run painting this btw

[elusivexx]

✧Cat named Cat✧

[frankbeetle]

This is something more of a comic twt joke, but I’ll put explanation in tags. Carol Ferris the love of my life the world isn’t ready for you

If you hate either of these characters go away I don’t like you

[owleics-fr]

partial speedpaint for this commission I did recently, you get to see all the extra background I drew before ultimately cropping it down

[ominouspuff]

I love rebel fox's ridiculously big sleeves

So glad you do — I dearly love them too. So many opportunities for flourishing and swishing from a man you would expect to do exactly neither and never

Also. You have given me the opportunity to EXPOUND and I’m taking it

The sleeve is not only aesthetic, but so EXTRA

CW mutilation: Fox’s right hand index-finger: “Ahsoka’s Gift” - In the arc where Fives (appears) to get shot by Fox, enraged by this and by her treatment by the Coruscant guard during her trial arc, Ahsoka takes revenge on the offending digit that shot the gun. With her teeth, btw — it gets a bit wild. Side-note: It factors in for the other clones that Fox is not right-handed, but that’s the hand he uses to shoot Fives. Then again, most clones are trained/raised/adjusted to be ambidextrous, so — it’s just odd all around, from the outside.

GAR armor: In keeping with the AU title and inspiration (Repurposing GAR armor towards the end of pulverizing wrinkly Sith — A guide by CC-1010, ecstatically-ex-marshal commander of Coruscant), Fox has kept his GAR shoulder-guards, a cutout of his chestplate, and knee-guards (plus one shin-guard), though the paint on them has been adjusted or worn.

Oversized sleeve: Beneath the batwing sleeve and dramatic flair, Fox is hiding whatever the rebellion uses instead of the Mandalorian Whistling Birds, in addition to an elbow-mini-blaster that fires a max of four shots, and extra ammo. (Also the sleeve is removable — think detachable bridal train)

CW self-destruction: On the reverse side of his chest-plate piece, Fox has an explosive device with multiple ways to rig it to explode. While it is detachable and likely could be used to explode OTHER things, the primary intent is a last resort gesture of defiance should he run out of other options.

Fox also has a replaced tooth (which he makes use of, but no spoilers here) and a metal plate protecting the surgery point for when his chip was removed. Since Fox is Fox, he prioritized speed over care at the time, so it is permanent vulnerability due to how his skull was treated and recovered afterward.

Do you see the knifes on his thigh they are small but they are important

[amirasainz]

can you do more of baby!sainz crushing on lando and lando really likes it and flirt with her any time ++ carlos’s reaction

Of coure I can. This is a Part 2 story, so I would recommend reading the first part. My stories are usually seperate stories, however it was quiet fitting in this case. Btw, Carlos ec gf is mentioned, Isa I love writing requests for you guys and hope you enjoy reading my work. Let me know if you have any whishes! -XoXo

Three times when....Part 2

4. The Quadrant video

Ah, the delicate dance of family dynamics and romantic getaways—the kind that unfolds against the backdrop of sun-kissed beaches and whispered secrets. Carlos Sainz, the Ferrari sensation, had planned a romantic vacation with his girlfriend, seeking moments of stolen kisses and moonlit walks. And what better place than Bali to weave their love story?

But life, ever the mischievous storyteller, had other plans. A new Quadrant video emerged, casting its spotlight on the youngest Sainz sister. There stood Amira, flanked by Lando’s friends, Max and Keegan, her eyes fixed on Lando as he explained the rules of their karting challenge. Karting—a miniature ballet of speed and precision—would be their canvas.

Lando, the showman, draped his arm over Amira’s shoulder. His friend Keegan would take the wheel, aiming to beat Lando’s time. But first, Lando had to set the benchmark. As he zipped around the track, Amira’s gaze never wavered. Her words flowed like a river of admiration: “He is an amazing driver. It won’t take long before he takes his first win. Look how easy he makes it look.” Her grin was infectious, like a sunbeam breaking through the clouds.

And then, in a hushed whisper, she added, “Como un profesional.” Keegan and Max exchanged puzzled glances, their linguistic compass spinning in confusion. But Amira knew. She’d witnessed her friends’s journey—the sweat, the sacrifice, the hunger for victory. In that quiet moment, she held a secret: Lando Norris, the boy who’d captured her heart, was destined for greatness.

When Lando finally finished his run, he sprinted toward her. “And, what do you think, darling?" he teased. “Maybe I’ll be able to take you on a ride one day.” His flirtatious tone hung in the air, and apparently, it was working—because Amira was giggling.

Throughout the video, Lando would sweetly explain things to her while she had her whole attention on him. At the end, Max had to do the outro, because Lando was sitting in a kart with Amira on his lap. He clearly showed her things on the wheel, so he moved her hair aside and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"What the fuck did I just watch" thought Carlos to himself

5. The Spa crash

Carlos Sainz found himself in the midst of an interview when his eyes caught sight of his friend sliding across the treacherous Spa track. The Belgian circuit had claimed its share of lives over the years, and the rain only intensified its danger.

In that heart-stopping moment, Carlos’s mind painted worst-case scenarios. But then, relief flooded through him as Lando Norris responded to Sebastian Vettel’s thumbs-up signal and was soon escorted back to the safety of the team garages. Carlos wasted no time, ending the interview abruptly to ensure Lando’s well-being.

Yet, what awaited him upon his arrival was unexpected—a scene that tugged at his heartstrings. Lando stood in the rain, his little sister, Amira, by his side. Tears streamed down her face, and Carlos heard Lando’s soothing words: “I’m fine, darling. Nothing happened. It was just a little jump-scare. I promise, I’ll always come back to you.”

But Amira’s worry persisted. “How can you be so sure about that, Lando? What if—” she began, her voice trembling. Lando cut her off, determination in his eyes. “Hey, none of that, okay? It will take a thousand armies to keep me away from you, okay?” He waited for her nod, their bond unbreakable.

Carlos watched the scene unfold, touched by the depth of their friendship. He approached them, pulling them into a group hug, seeking solace in their shared connection. Together, they retreated into the warmth of the Ferrari garage, a sanctuary against the rain-soaked night.

Later, as Carlos settled into bed with his girlfriend, Isa, he recounted the events. “I didn’t know the two of them were such good friends,”he mused. Isa sighed, her voice carrying a hint of amusement. “You truly know nothing, Carlos Sainz.”

6. DJ Lando

Ah, the nightlife—the pulsing heartbeat of music, neon lights, and secrets whispered in the dark. Lando Norris, the McLaren sensation, was no stranger to the DJ booth, spinning beats that made the crowd sway and lose themselves. Clubs welcomed him like an old friend, and this weekend was no exception.

But amidst the thumping bass and swirling lights, something shifted. A new presence graced the scene: Amira, Carlos little sister. Her usual decline to join club outings had become a predictable pattern, making Carlos’s job as the protective older brother straightforward. Yet this time, she stood there, defying expectations.

And what a sight she was—dressed in a short dress, high heels elongating her legs. Lando kept her close, his arm around her waist or fingers tucked under her hairtie. Carlos’s attention zeroed in on them—the way Lando leaned in, whispering things in Amira’s ear. Her cheeks flushed crimson, embarrassment or amusement dancing across her face. What secrets did they share? Carlos couldn’t fathom, and it gnawed at him.

Lando’s proximity to his sister grated on Carlos’s nerves. Why was he so close? What did he want from Amira? The frustration simmered, and Carlos’s annoyance grew. Why hadn’t anyone clued him in? The club’s rhythm pulsed around them, but Carlos’s mind spun with questions. Perhaps it was time to confront Lando, to unravel the mystery that danced between them.

[yourstrulyrika]

leon kennedy smut. again.

fem reader!! no warnings its really just pure comfort! mirror sex. rqs are open btw.

chubby but insecure reader!! love you all chubby girls <3 lemme kiss yall

stares lovingly

not many things go past Leon’s eyes. after all, he’s trained to be observant. but, he doesn’t need training to see every little detail about you. of course he noticed, he just never touched this topic because you shifted away from it. his heart broke every time you fixed your shirt because you thought you look fat in it, avoided wearing dresses and skirt, sat and covered yourself in the middle of summer because you just hate your body. he wanted to help, but he just didn’t know how because he’s not good with his words.

instead, he tried to comfort you through his touch. one night, as you were lying down with him, he decided to try something. at first, it was just gentle tugs at your shirt — noticing it doesn’t work, he carefully lifted your shirt a bit. and oh god, this man fell in love all over again.

he loves your tummy. kisses it, cradles it, gently runs his fingers through it. he loves the rolls, everything about it because it’s you! when you’re starting to get insecure, he pulls his head away, just to kiss your forehead.

“I’ll teach you how to love yourself like I love you. You’re so beautiful, every inch of you.”

he quietly murmurs into your ear, before going back to trail his lips down your sternum, cupping your breasts to gently squeeze them,

“Soft,”

“So fucking soft.”

his lips trail down to your stomach again, gently kissing every inch of it, trailing his tongue down your hips, kissing down your pelvis until he reaches your inner thighs. Leon, being the thighs lover, instantly goes to cover them with kisses. he cradles them, squeezing them before standing up and lifting you up and carrying you in front of a mirror.

“I love carrying you, baby,”

he quietly whispers in your ear before sitting you on his lap, right where you can feel his hard cock pressing against you.

“See how much you’re affecting me?”

his voice is soft, but husky. it’s enough to make you squirm under him, which only makes him chuckle and kiss your cheeks.

he tugs at your panties to pull them down, cupping your soft pussy, circling his thumb around your puffy clit. he’s gentle, never going too hard but also not too gentle. it’s just perfect, just like you.

when he thinks you’re ready to take his cock, he finally lifts your hips up a bit, slowly lowering you down so you can take him inch by inch. his fat cock stretches you, making you shiver, but Leon’s got you. he’s gently caressing your stomach, trying to soothe you and make you relax. once he’s fully sheathed inside your warm walls, he grunts in your shoulder,

“Look into the mirror, sweetheart. See how pretty you are? You turn me on so much, can’t take it, you’re too pretty. My pretty little angel got sent from heaven itself for me.”

when he’s sure you’re ready, he starts to thrust his hips up, letting out a soft sigh, mixed with a moan when he feels your walls fluttering around him. it feels good, so fucking good, it’s almost too much for him, but he loves it so much. he loves you so fucking much. he grips your hips, bouncing you up to see your breasts bounce along. it’s so fucking sexy to him, he can’t look away. he makes sure you’re staring right at the mirror, watching how well you’re taking him, how beautiful you really are. one of his hands is on your hip, while another one is keeping your chin up to make sure you’re watching. when you avoid looking, try to look away or close your eyes, he genuinely stops moving, not even letting you ride him.

“Doing so well for me, gonna cum, shit, you’re too good for me.”

he finally speeds up his movements, making sure to nudge that sweet spot to make you see stars. he’s gonna shower you with love and sweet words till you actually cry, no kidding.

he finally cums — filling you up so well, warm seed filling up your insides, painting them snow white. when he cums, he stops moving but doesn’t pull out. instead, he goes on and on to appreciate your body. he’s there to soothe your tears, to make sure you know how much you’re worth, how much he loves you. he’ll go the entire evening showering you with love, bathing you carefully and still going on about your body until you fall asleep, his hand on your stomach as he sleeps, spooning you from behind.

he’ll do everything for you, he wants to help. to make you feel safe, and loved. whenever it’s sex, cuddling, or both since he loves cuddling sex too.

because you’re his everything.

he loves you, and always will. his prettiest girl, his prettiest angel.

his own slice of heaven, his sun, his moon, his star, his heart.

[diazsdimples]

hi wonderful person!

can you please bless us with some eddietommy of the buddietommy (or anything really) you're writing? 👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨

have a good day/evening/night

-<3

Hello friendly anon!! I certainly can! Thank you for asking about this wip btw cause it's now my favourite one sfdkjsd. This fic is technically Buddietommy in the sense that they're in a relationship with Buck, but it's focusing solely on Tommy and Eddie's relationship

By the time they’re out on the highway, Eddie must admit that maybe Buck was right. He’s been worried for a while now that Buck was the glue that held them all together. That he and Tommy were good, but without Buck, could they be great? But now that he’s here on the open road with Tommy, wind in his hair as the breeze streams through the Chevelle’s open windows, he realises he needn’t have worried. It feels good – no – it feels right to have Tommy here by his side, their fingers tangled together over the gear shift as they blast towards Malibu. They’d decided to take the Chevelle after having finally finished work on it a month back. Tommy’s grin when it had finally roared to life after had been so wide it was a wonder his face hadn’t split in two, and Eddie had to kiss him about it. Now, the brand-new orange paint job sparkles in the mid-morning sun as it speeds down the Pacific Coast Highway, and Eddie couldn’t be prouder if he tried. This car was the fruit of his and Tommy’s labours, something the two of them had done just for themselves. It seemed fitting that they bring it with them today. “What you thinking about?” Tommy asks, breaking the silence. His eyes don’t leave the road, but he runs his thumb over Eddie’s knuckles, a gesture that never fails to make Eddie feel like he’s been filled up with helium. Eddie shrugs, sticking his free hand out the window. The wind whistles through his fingers and he dips his hand, making wave-like motions. “Not much,” he replies. “Just… enjoying this. Enjoying us.” He takes a deep breath and looks at Tommy. His hair is longer than usual, curling up at the edges and around his ears, the curls fluttering in the breeze. The sunlight catches the freckles that are scattered across his cheeks from his recent attempt at tanning and Eddie can see a sparkle in his blue eyes. He feels something in his chest loosen. Buck had been right. They needed this. Tommy must feel his gaze, because he glances over and smiles at Eddie. It makes his nose crinkle, one of the most truly endearing traits Tommy possesses.

[dogtoling]

Hi! I made a thing because i thought about it at 3am, it’s an in-universe OC thing for turf wars/ink battles that you can do! (Just download or copy-paste the picture into your drawing program or something...). And of course paint over the example text in the squares if that exists lol

Walkthrough under cut if you need it

The top left square is for drawing your OC (humanoid form) in, the “ink” part is for your character’s main ink color

Title: Replace this with a Splatoon 3-style two-part title that fits your OC Name: Your OC’s name Rookie/Intermediate/Pro: How good is your OC at ink battling? Check the corresponding box

Abilities: What abilities does your OC have? You can do this based on however you think abilities work in-universe. Personally, I like to equate them to a character’s natural skills in a turf war context, for example someone who is fast would have Swim Speed and Run Speed, and someone who’s notably acrobatic would have Intensify Action and Drop Roller for example (btw good luck fitting the ability icons into those circles i didnt test those at all. you could just freehand them too i guess.)

Swim Form: Draw your OC’s swim form (former “squid form”) Main Weapon: Draw your OC’s main weapon, or you could just paste a picture. This is mostly for if your OC has a weapon with a special appearance or something.

Go-To Gear: What does your OC wear to ink battles?

Bottom Left Block: A variety of multiple choice questions, just circle the ones that fit your OC or do something else like cross over them

Bottom Right Block (Stats): A star rating based on how well your OC does in different skills associated with ink battles, color in the number of stars that accurately portray your OC in the respective skills. You can use the fill bucket or select tool for this but it might take some fiddling based on tool settings or program

Hope this helps and enjoy if you do it!

[the-dumpster-fire-of-life]

could you do a tom x reader and its late night drives with the tokio hotel band like after they won an award maybe and myabe its just absolutely chaos lov ur writting btw

(I love this idea but sorry I didn't add a Tom x reader, much, just the band but anyways, enjoy!)

Award Mayhem

"Fuck all yall we just won an award bitches!"

You had no care or worries as adrenaline ran through your veins, sticking out the sunroof of the car as you yelled into the wind.

The boys all yelled with you, Bill holding you by your thighs in the passenger seat as he himself hung outside his window.

"You guys are gonna fall!" Tom laughed, yelling as he drove his car as Gustav and Georg almost proved his point.

They both sat in the back, sitting their asses on the car outside with their bodies outside the windows, holding hands across the roof as they went over a speed bump and almost fell off.

The music played from the radio, blasting in the middle of nowhere as Tom sped, Bill yelling the lyrics along with Gustav and Georg.

Georg and Gustav acted dramatically, holding hands across the roof like that painting in the chistene chalape, star crossed lovers or some shit they couldn't remember.

Monsoon came on the radio, all of you looking at each other with wide eyes, a drink in you all except for Tom, and he laughed along as you all screamed the lyrics.

"Ich muss durch den Monsunn!" Gustav dragged out, leaning back with one hand with his body out the window, singing before he burped out alcohol.

"Now we know why Bill's the singer!" You laughed at your friend as you saw him about to throw up the liquor.

You yelled the lyrics, holding up the ball award you guys had won before Tom went over another speed bump, almost sending you all airborne due to the speed.

"Ah, shit!"

"(Name)!"

"Ow!"

Everyone yelled in panic as your hands slipped on the award, hitting Georg in the face as it slid off the car and onto the road.

Tom hit the brakes, sending you all into something as Georg and Gustav fell out the windows, onto their backs on the pavement as Bill was doubled over the passenger door and stuck out the window as he barfed out his alcohol, still mumbling the lyrics.

"Get it, get it, get it!" You yelled at Tom as he got out the car quickly to try and retrieve the runaway award as it rolled down the road.

It was hard as it looked like he was wobbling instead of running due to his pants.

"Faster!"

"I'm trying!"

"Not hard enough!"

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[bee-dot-exe]

Pssssst @mysticalsoot and anyone else interested

*throws fic and runs*

(I definitely wouldn't be opposed to writing more of this theme just btw)

Just A Bite

673 words

A bit of blood mentioned

I was pulling the curtains shut as the evening was now coming to a close, standing at the window and looking onto the landscape of scattered buildings and parked cars, the sky above gradually changing from cerulean and pink and gold to navy and tangerine, freckles like paint splatters of stars beginning to appear, when I felt a hand lay across the top of my shoulder, which I definitely didn't flinch and turn around at.

"Wilbur!"

"I'm sorry, darling, I didn't mean to startle you." He said with a smirk.

"You didn't." I said softly.

"Really? Not even a little bit?"

I shook my head, and looked more straight forward rather than at his face, he put a finger under my chin and lifted it back up, brushing it against my jawline.

"Your heartbeat speed tells me otherwise."

I pulled my best pout.

"None of that, now, lovely, though you do look precious. I do have a question though."

"Which is?"

"Are you hungry?"

"Are you?"

"A bit."

I relaxed my shoulders, lifted my head slightly so my neck was barred more, and adjusted my shirt collar. He adjusted his stance and leaned down a bit, face nearly brushing against mine, he released an almost hiss like breath next to my ear.

"Are you ready?"

I nodded.

"May I?"

I nodded again.

His eyelashes brushed against my cheek as he moved in the direction of my neck, I felt his warm breath on my skin as his cool hand touched the base of my hairline on the opposite side of where his face was, steadying my head gently.

He opened his mouth and I felt his fangs extract, teasing them against the skin, not breaking it just yet, I nodded once more as a sign of granted permission.

There was a small pinch, not unlike a vaccine needle, and then warmth as my blood centered to the area of contact Wilbur was making.

I heard him gently taking the thick carmine liquid by the mouthful, along with the sound of my own heartbeat, a white noise of sorts that I've come accustomed to, Wilbur's hand still at the base of my head, fingers brushing across the skin below my hairline in a soothing motion the entire time.

The corners of my vision began to get a bit spotty, a sign that I wasn't to the point of passing out, but a sign that I should start to wean him off my neck, so I reached up to the wrist connected to the hand still on my head, and double tapped as a slow down warning.

I heard him swallow a final time, felt his fangs slowly retract, and there was a tiny burst of warmth as a sort of healing serum was injected to ensure the puncture marks would close.

His hand remained where it was gently holding my head, but it moved just slightly to rub my scalp and play with my hair.

He used the end of his tongue to lick a remaining stripe of leftover blood before leaving a trail of soft kisses from where he fed, then across my jawline, and finally on my lips.

He used a finger to lift my chin so we made eye contact, his lips were lightly stained, tiny trails of crimson coming down the corners.

He moved his hands to my shoulders and lead us to the couch, a glass of water already waiting on the small table in front of us, I tried to nestle into his side as soon as we sat down, but he held the glass against my lips, encouraging me slowly to open my mouth and drink.

"You did so good, my angel, thank you for this, as always, you can sleep now, it's okay, I promise."

He pulled me gently back against the couch and into his side.

I let sleep take me as Wilbur hummed a tune I couldn't be bothered to decipher in this moment and brushed his thumb against the back of my hand.

[dippable]

i think it's time to yap about urbanSPOOK, story writing, and the practice of shock horror. let's talk shop. obviously, if you may be sensitive to topics such as sexual assault (including CSA) (and on animals) (and by animals, on people) and murder/similar themes, then please be warned i will be talking about these subjects in detail, in the context of the story itself.

alright, now that ive got that out of the way, let's talk shop. first, i'll talk about the writing of the story itself, then the use of shock horror. capisce? capisce.

so, the story. what's the plot of the series, and how well is it developed?

well.... not too well. we don't know where it's set, and we don't know how far apart these murders are. weeks? i hope the hell not, since the speed and brutality of the murders (which we will get to don't you worry) is practically impossible. are they out here killing people every single day? how are they not seen by someone? caught by cameras (which, by the way, weren't common for streets until the 90's- after VHS tapes fell out of fashion.) and, most of all, how are multiple (MULTIPLE!!!) cops getting killed by them and not one person knows what to do? why is nobody fighting back? namely, the cops- who are likely to have a firearm on their person. it's just a shoddily put together story that likes to seem super edgy and stuff, but there's no substance to it, like the cloth mother. it's nasty, but there's no real method to the madness so to speak- the killers are just running around hurting/killing randoms.

well, the story kinda sucks. how about the way it's presented, and how the author talks about sensitive things? (also sucks)

okay. i don't wanna beat around the bush here: the author is TERRIBLE at talking about these kinds of topics with any kind of substance to it. it's just nasty and gross for the sake of being nasty and gross, okay? once you figure out the plot beats and the usual style of the paintings, it all loses its luster and just seems to be in the same vein as teenagers on creepypasta forums putting together the most terrifying and scary things they can think of (while having little to no real writing skills) just to ick people out. this is why the creator puts SA of so many kinds in these videos, since it's the worst crime a lot of people can think of, even being worse than death in some eyes. i don't know how to say this without seeming tactless, but here goes: a story without connecting factors isn't a story, it's a heap of information that needs to be put together by the reader. and hey, this is completely okay too! this means the readers can discuss their thoughts. however, if the motives of the murderers are unknown or just amhiguous, it's loads harder to figure out whats even going on. why did this person skin a cat? why was this man stabbed more than four hundred times? (real actual number from the series btw) why were these twins... well you get the point. there's nothing in common between any of them, ever. it's just scary paintings tied together by very thin (and i mean VERY thin) strings that are supposed to mean an "overarching story" or whatever.

i haven't even SPOKEN about how unbelievable this story is, either. penicillin is a substance that needs a prescription for use, but it was found all over this crime scene (same with viagra). the VHS tapes don't look like VHS. there are so many plotholes it feels like i'm looking at someone's pores up close, but whatever. i've said what i needed to say.

if you like urbanSPOOK, i really don't wanna hear it on this post, okay? i don't wanna hear how a story exploiting shock horror is the new shakespeare, okay? watch the tangi virus or something, and learn about immersion in the world of the story.

[fleetsonourgecentral]

Um. okay. Yeah, I could go on. Right back at ya, don’t apologize for your long answer either. It’s so nice when someone goes into detail with this kind of stuff.  Thanks for also sharing a few facts of the fleetway emeralds btw. Kinda what started this whole second train of thought.

Archie’s chaos energy isn’t screwed up like the Fleetway universe. True. But still very much insane in terms of power and ability. It’s given to the rise of entities like Perfect Chaos, fused Tikal + Chaos, Enerjak, Chaos Knuckles, and Turbo Tails. And ofc Super forms. Could grant wishes and immortality. Capability to warp time and space to the point of rewriting reality entirely. Which I assume the Super Genesis Wave never happens in your canon thank goodness otherwise RIP to everyone.

��And Scourge took power from the damn Master Emerald. 

So much possibilities for him based on the bonkers lore that is Archie and the potential was squandered. Understandable since he’s not a hero and HAS to lose. That being said, it can be argued in-universe reasons that Scourge is just very ignorant to what he can do. For all his power and speed, he’s simply not pushed to his limits the same way his Prime counterpart was. His skills are not honed as they should be. It’s canon that he doesn’t consider the capabilities/consequences of using power sources or what he ‘can do’ until Sonic spells these things out for him. Your Sonic had to come up with the idea of vibrating through handcuffs in which Scourge latched on the knowledge immediately from there.  Not always the critical thinker but fast learner indeed.

And ah yes, Scourge becoming good this way is terrifying. Characters that forcibly go under personality changes like this has been a long running concept in fictional media and it always hits hard on how horrible it is to have your mind manipulated to the point where you’re no longer you. I guess it’s a questionable last resort for the truly despicable, but for someone like Scourge..…why condemn him to such a fate ? 

Which leads me to another way on what a good Super Scourge would be like. 

As much Super Scourge is nice, starting off, he has a rather simplistic view on the concept of doing good. He’s no killer but lacks the understanding that people are pretty complicated. His first course of action would be to boot Sonic off the team. If Sonic is still stuck with his own Super form then he would forcefully separate Sonic’s Super form from him claiming he’s saving Sonic. Only to be surprised by Sonic still being an ass by default. 

He could be hostile to even pacifistic Super Sonic, simply because chaos energy conflict bullshit, attempt to absorb him.  Overall, it takes time to get a grasp on how not everything is painted black and white. With the added risk of being manipulated too, develop a more warped sense of good, the FF have to be really really vigilant with him on this.

Super Sonic gets more destructive the more chaos energy he absorbs. Super Scourge absorbing more energy, gives him the opportunity to do more good. Absolutely radiating. Then there’s the thought of going off to save other universes. He would leave the fleetway universe continuously absorbing the plentiful chaos energy the multiverse has to offer, not realizing his mission will be an endless one. Cue the bitter tears from Sonic, because that’s gonna be a long daaaayyyy to retrieve him. And probably Sonic spitting some vile words after, since he lacks the ability to cope with loss too well. He’s got the bloody receipts with Porker fully leaving the team & Johnny dying.

Scourge would be torn internally by this too because although it was through involuntary circumstances, he was gonna ‘leave for the greater good’ over Sonic in an eerily similar way his father had chose his peace making work over him.

Assuming the chaos energy works the same as it does to Sonic but with a collision of multi-universe chaos energy mix here, then an Evil Super Scourge wouldn’t be like Sonic’s. He would be truly unpredictable. The embodiment of doing whatever he wants when he wants it. A fickle little shit. Moods like a light switch. No one knows if he means what he says. The scariest thing when dealing with this Super Scourge is that he actually knows what kind of powers he has. Not a universe ender though, can’t ‘enjoy’ life and its chaos if you’re wiping everything off of existence.

Sharing Scourge’s arrogance to the extreme, Super doesn’t look for chaos energy to sustain himself because he always thinks he has enough, so he often burns himself out pretty fast. Other times transforming back would either out of sheer boredom, getting tricked, Scourge shakily taking back control, or seeing Sonic who makes him feel extremely miserable to where he just crumbles.

It could be he’s aware he comes from a Sonic. Triggering a sense of worthlessness for him. Or he has a soft spot for him. Idk. Unpack that suitcase of dynamics with him/FF and psychological issues when you can.

He could be envious of Super Sonic for at least he has consistent things to latch onto even if they’re simple and boring to him. (destroy everything/ live life at the Groovy Train). Because he’d partially share Scourge’s apathy towards things. Think of Anti Sonic when he got apathetic after overthrowing Anti King Max and got everything he wanted in the moment. That’s where I’m getting that aspect from.

As for his opinion on Scourge, bygones are always gonna be bygones since in the end, it was thanks to him he could exist to do what he wants. I also rather see your own interpretation on how he would treat Scourge. Geez imagine the new emotional issues and setbacks. If it’s by will? haha, yeah noo, let’s put a lid on this guy. almost forever. Fuck you Sonic why does your dimension have to be such a shitty plac—

If there’s no risk of transforming into either of these personas, then I like to think Scourge could maybe like re-stabilize the energy in Sonic’s universe one day. Bend the rules a bit with them. He’d be so ecstatic they both transform at will with no consequences (Screaming at the top of his lungs “TAKE THAT PRIME I JUST FIXED A UNIVERSE IN A WAY YOU NEVER COULD AND WE GOT COOL SUPER FORMS OUT OF IT”)  Or be very well be dragged in and consumed by it in a way no one is gonna expect.

sigh, I really wish we knew more about anarchy energy because Scourge is likely made of it originally, and it’s a miracle that the energy he absorbed wasn’t incompatible. The smallest way these energies probably did overlap canonically is through cosmetic change so far, if the whole green to purple invert palette is anything to take away from.

Basically the point is it’s like what Zonic says about Scourge,

“Besides, Scourge’s mutation has made him something of a wild card in the cosmic scheme of things.”

So I very much like that you aren’t planning to stick to one set of rules to how the super forms would work because you’re right. YOU’RE SO RIGHT. There’s no official answers on how all of this would even work! This is the sheer beauty of writing whatever the fuck you want. It’ll be thrilling to see what kind of stories you’d make up with that in mind.

Let Scourge be the cosmic wildcard.

Vibrating at the speed of light at all of this I love it all

I love the idea that Scourge doesn't actually know all the things he's capable of because he doesn't push himself the same way Sonic does, so you're right he very well could have abilities that even he doesn't know about. Would he discover them while in a super form? Or would his super form share his strategy of "brute force the way through everything" and continue to never discover any neat hidden powers? Who knows... good for Sonic if Scourge's super form is evil, though. Super Sonic is already a pain with everything he can do, so while a Super Scourge would also be a pain, it'd be easier if he was oblivious to some of the devastating things he can do

HELP FHJDSHJFDSA SCOURGE DECIDING TO FUCKING BOOT SONIC OFF THE TEAM IS SO FUCKING FUNNY..... SONIC WOULD BE PISSEDDDDD. And the idea of Scourge just fuckin. Sticking his hand in Sonic's chest and yeeting Super out is sending me. Afhdshjafd poor Super though.... already has Sonic questioning him, and now Scourge? He cannot catch a break

Oh my god Scourge flying off to "save the multiverse".... god Sonic would not take that well. You're right, he hates it when people leave him, even when they have good reason to (ie Porker) so for Scourge to leave him? He'd hate it. He has his own dimension to protect, he doesn't have time to care about what's going on in other universes, especially since those other dimensions presumably have their own Sonic to take care of things. I imagine he'd try to hide how hurtful he finds it, though... at least until they finally catch up to Scourge and Scourge puts up a fight and argues about how he doesn't want to go back. And the freedom fighters are desperately trying to tread carefully, because Scourge could bolt at any time and it's such a pain to pin him down, but Sonic would not be as tactful as the rest of their friends. You make a really interesting comparison between Scourge leaving "for the greater good" and the way his father chose peace over him, although I don't know if he'd be in a state to come to that conclusion himself in his super form. As his regular self, definitely, but idk about in a super form. I could absolutely see Sonic spitting that comparison at him, however; he's not above low blows, and Super Scourge isn't the Scourge he knows and loves, so if he's already lashing out, I could absolutely see him making some kind of vile comment about it. Something something "you're becoming just like your daddy, I see" or something along those lines

I love the idea of Super Scourge's arrogance meaning he burns out quickly, because I can absolutely see that happening. I think it would be difficult to trick him into powering down, because as you said, he's a fast learner, and Prime Sonic has already tricked him into powering down once, so he'd notice if the freedom fighters tried that, but I do think it would be possible. I think Sonic would struggle a little with tricking him, not because he's not smart or capable of tricking people, but because he's actually at a disadvantage compared to the rest of the freedom fighters. He's never had to calm someone down from a transformation, after all; the only times he has (to my memory) fought a super form was after he and Super were separated, where Super powering down wasn't an option. The solutions were to trick and trap him, or try and find some way to fight him, so Sonic's knee-jerk reaction is to fight. The rest of the freedom fighters, though? They have experience in this kind of stuff. They've had practice in bringing Sonic down from his super form; the time when Tails managed it by using Sonic's ego against him to trick him into solving the problem for them comes to mind. So they'd already have a few tricks up their sleeves - notably tricks Scourge probably hasn't seen, and thus he'd be more likely to fall for them. I also think his super form would have trouble thinking ahead, so while he'd recognise if someone tried an identical plan to Prime Sonic's, he'd most likely fall for other tricks that have a similar effect but are executed differently. So the freedom fighters would actually be pretty good at handling this situation

I think one of the hardest things for Sonic is that feelings don't translate when someone is under the influence of chaos energy. Like, Sonic loves his friends even if he's shit at showing it, but he was more than willing to kill them when he was super. So Scourge's feelings for him likely wouldn't be enough to make him change back, especially if he's evil and possibly even if he's good. I think it would frustrate him knowing he can't get through to Scourge by appealing to his feelings, because those feelings don't matter when he's in his super form

I think Sonic would think he can cope with it better than he can because his other knee-jerk reaction is to see Super Scourge as a completely separate person to Scourge, which is simultaneously easy for him and way more difficult than expected. Super Sonic is (now) a separate person, after all, so it stands to reason he'd see Super Scourge the same way. But I don't think he'd be prepared for how little that separation helps him. I think he almost definitely makes some kind of comment about how Super Scourge "isn't really Scourge" which will inevitably piss Scourge off. Having his identity as Scourge dismissed would hurt even in regular form, so in a super form, that would be multiplied. Especially since, well, Super Scourge is Scourge. Just not the one they all know and love. Super Sonic was still Sonic in the beginning, after all, and only really became his own person after the split. But Sonic has gotten comfortable with the idea of super forms being separate people entirely, so of course that's how he'll treat Super Scourge. Needless to say, I don't think that will go down well, no matter if Scourge is good or evil in his super form

I LOVE the idea of Scourge accidentally being the antidote who can stabilise chaos energy. Normally the chaos emeralds need specific conditions to be stabilised, but imagine if Scourge could act as a replacement for those conditions... I think Sonic would both be thrilled at having a super form he can actually control, and be wary about it. I think he knows he could do a lot of good if he could just control his super form, but I think even if he got a super form he could control, transforming or seeing his fur start to turn yellow would lowkey still make him panic and instinctively try to shut it down. I think it would take him a long time to get over that.

I had a vague thought about Sonic using a dark form like we see in Sonic X in order to get around this and take advantage of all the negative emotions he has around turning super, but that is like, ultimate self indulgent daydreaming lol so probably nothing I will ever elaborate further on

Also, even if Scourge could stabilise chaos energy, chances are Porker would want to run experiments on that, and I can't imagine Scourge would be too happy about playing guinea pig (this would not stop him from bragging to Prime about how he fixed an entire dimension's chaos energy)

I COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT ZONIC CALLING SCOURGE A COSMIC WILD CARD honestly that makes this whole scenario even more interesting and demonstrates just how much he could shake up the rules just by going super. Like we really took someone who is already making even the zone cops go "yeah idfk what's going on with this one man" and dumped him in the universe with more volatile chaos energy than normal. What a combination fdhsafhjdsa. Also this makes me wonder how much of a headache poor Zonic would have if Scourge ever did go super with the fleetway emeralds. Especially if he was good and went zooming off trying to "save" the multiverse, because you can guarantee that behaviour would catch the attention of the zone cops. Creating yet another obstacle for Sonic and the rest of the freedom fighters. Honestly the more I talk about this the more I think about things that Sonic would add to his list of "reasons why Scourge should never go super" lmao

[poetthewriter]

HEYYA its been a while but im back:3 I was wondering if you could write for dl!pearl x reader angst where the reader is paired with mumbo or something and Pearl is jealous while reader is completely oblivious to her feelings?

I hope you've been doing welll btw ^_^

-your friend 🪶 anon

OMG IM SO SORRY LOVELY I LOST THIS THING AND AHHHH ANYWAY IGNORE MY STUPID SELF HERE YOU ARE I HOPE ITS OKKKKK!! I hope you are doing well to<3

Blinding and binded

Pearlescentmoon x reader angst

𝑺𝒐𝒖𝒑𝒔&𝑺𝒕𝒆𝒘𝒔🌶️🥕🌽

Scott had not mattered as much, yes it had hurt being a second choice and being villainized for no good reason, but to Pearl she no longer cared. It had first started in last life, yes Pearl had known you for longer but the feelings had slowly started to flow as she got to know you.

Last life was not as bad as others had said at least not for the now crazed lady, from the kindness that Scott had shown Pearl at the start when everyone had found their allies to the welcoming aura that had held her through the harsh reality of the games you gave her, Every night nightmares would wake her up in a sweat and you were always there to help.

Now it was a new era. A time where only one could be trusted and where life’s hang from a thread.

An knot of string connected the players all though unseen the string was clear as day as something as small as a scratch one had  indured now shows up on another. A bumpy feeling of grass and pebbles lay on the ground of the bamboo forest prick at Pearls skin as she rests to take a bite of food, feeling a little bad that it might cause discomfort to her old partner and now soulmate(that hates her) she stands up quickly to continue the search for you and the others.

A bad experience is what could best describe the start of the game, in only a few hour of exploring these new lands she can see some of her friends, as soon as she walks up to Scott and Cleo their smiles fade as Pearl and Scott both cringe at the memories of last games. A acorn pops of a maple tree and hit Scott in the head be for Scott can yelp Pearl has already beat him to it. After that things didn’t get better Pearls old friend and partner now soulmate has left her, not that she really loved him but in a game like this why did this have to happen to her out of anyone why did her soulmate have to start hating her.

Pearls movements are slow but that now changes as she sees a group of body’s in the distance. “PEARL!!” A voice yells over, that voice, their voice. Even in this place you still mange the smile a ray of home, Pearl can’t help but speed up and run towards you with a smile.

“Huh?”

Another person with beautiful pink hair clings on to Y/ns arm and Pearl stops. Lizzie and you stand there waving at her curious to why her pace has suddenly changed. Closer and closer she can see a clearer picture, a small cherry tinted slash is painted on both you and Lizzie’s face. Trying as hard as she can Pearl slowly smiles again but this time it wrong, it all fake and some how you don’t notice.

Are you blind?

It was hard, over the time of this game you and Lizzie had gotten closer and became better friends which led to Pearl seeing all the things you use to do with or for her. Pearl was all alone in her tower with no one but her sweet Tilly.

“Are you blind? I love you you idiot”

[drrealityslenderverse]

1st page of my MH x FNAF crossover comic!

I'll be posting a speed paint of this sometime too :)

Page 2

Feel free to suggest comic names btw! I don't plan to have this comic running as long as my Slenderverse AU "Into the ARK" comic that I've got going, but I'm trying to think of a fun name for it anyway

Order of silhouettes (left-right): Seth, Sarah, Alex, Jay, Tim, Brian

[driedupeyeballs]

so I uh. I started writing a FloRid little mermaid au, idk if I’m even gonna finish it but here’s a random excerpt. And yes the fic is named after a Mitski song in my drafts that’s what I’ve come to

bold text = spoken in merfolk language btw :)

“

The hot light painted the water in deep oranges and reds, making it look like sunset in the cold night sky.

The other form was the prince, his body weakening as an orange airbrush of light sang on his soft features, a terrified and determined look on his face.

The fuzzy creature managed to swim to a nearby lifeboat that the long-haired man was sitting on, which the prince attempted to swim to. But he was wearing heavy-looking things on his feet… ‘shoes,’ Floyd believed was the term, and a corset, on top of all that. Plus, it didn’t seem he was well adept at swimming in the first place.

The prince’s eyes slowly shut as his body moved quicker and quicker before inevitably slowing to a halt.

Floyd swam towards him at the speed of a swordfish, grabbing the prince’s form. The human’s eyes briefly opened, his face washed in a red blush as his stormy sky eyes became bloodshot from the salt water. It didn’t take him long to fall back into unconsciousness, Floyd quickly rushing to the nearby beach.

The water slowly became shallower, Floyd’s grip on the prince tightening. He was light as a feather in the water, as easy to handle as a goldfish.

Floyd knew of many freshwater fish due to books he’d read over the years, and he was always fond of goldfish.

He finally pulled the prince onto the shore, sand sticking into his rose red hair. Floyd’s tail coiled on the ground, water lapping onto his slimy skin. His webbed hand laid on the prince’s cheek, his thumb running over his cheekbone.

Movement sounded behind them, and Floyd was sure it must’ve been some of the humans. But what he saw from behind a rock was a flash of similarly colored red hair.

Pale skin and blue eyes peeked out from behind the rock, and Floyd would know that face anywhere. Him being here would play into whatever sick plan Azul had. And Floyd was in a mood to help someone out.

“Flo…?”

“Scram, Riri. You’ll get hurt if you stay.” He commanded, teeth barred.

“Is he okay?”

“You won’t be if you don’t get out of here.” Floyd said, eyes narrowing. Rielle squeaked, either from fear of Floyd or from the situation he described. He dove back underwater, his aquamarine tail shimmering in the starlight.

Floyd diverted his attention back down to the prince. His face was serene, peaceful, soft. Under Floyd’s rough, clawed hand, he felt soft, sweet skin.

The prince’s brow pursed, and his head leaned into Floyd’s hand. 

Poseidon help him, because Floyd would’ve thrown everything away for this man he met five minutes ago right then and there.

”

[pixelated-moon]

... hyper fixation went BRRR again

So I caved and made a The Amazing Digital Circus (by @gooseworx) OC

(before anyone asks yes I took a lot of inspiration from Coraline ok? Ok.)

Anyways meet Jeronimo

Extra/bonus info about her under the cut bc I don't want this post to be too long

Yes her name is taken from Jerboa (the animal I based her off of) and Geronimo

Her nickname is "Momo" tho (bc i HC that some of the others called Kaufmo "Mo" pre abstracted... And since Jeronimo came after Kaufmo everyone just added another "Mo" to her name to not confuse them verbally)

Momo, like I mentioned before, a Jerboa and a hand stitched doll.

... because of the doll obviously she has button eyes (her nose is a button too btw) but her mouth is sewn shut

^ she is mute (but somehow can still magically eat, no one has a single clue how that works btw)

Her eyes (like Ragatha's button eye) does not shut or move, though Momo can see... It's just impossible to tell where and if she's looking at all unless she moves her head to physically look

^ and yes it's also hard to tell if she's asleep or not (Jax has failed trying to prank her multiple times because he thought she was asleep when she wasn't, making her accidentally scare tf outta him lmfao)

She does have painted on eyelashes under her button eyes though for some reason... They're just kinda there 🤷

Her hair (on head and tail) are made out of a fluffy yarn material... Except for the two low "space buns" on either side of her head, those are literally just cotton balls.

Her tail is prehensile (ik actual Jerboas' tails aren't but shhhh)

She walks like she's on stilts due to her legs bending in the opposite direction of everyone else (if you ever seen people walking with those metal and curved stilts that what I mean).

^ full on leaps like an actual Jerboa when running tho (I'll be real she'd probably be one of the fastest running out of the whole squad, bro got a unintentional speed advantage 💀)

She has very little memory of her human life over the years of being there... But actual (not knife related *cough*Caine*cough*) circus acts seem to be like second nature to preform for her.

^ She was a circus performer as a human... How she ended up in the Digital Circus is a mystery though and it's to the point not even Momo knows at this point.

Though she seems to be bilingual... Since hearing Pomni's name for the first time made Jeronimo pause for a minute and silently look at the clown/jester while she couldn't say a word.