#technically spoilers? but i was sketching and had this idea and then i just. had to

[keep-this-all-in-mind]

when your babysitter cancels and so you have to be a living jungle gym for your kids but two of them decide they want to just hang out on your face and it's So cute but also they're Really fluffy and you Really need to sneeze

(fic has not caught up with art and won't for a while but link is here!)

[2uhhyatko2]

super bakery au thoughts

Okay i just wanted to put down some ideas i had for it, it might get random as well as spoiler future sketches regarding flower ranchers+SPOIL FUCKING EVERYTHING OKAY

tango knew scar well before anybody else. Him, scar and zed were middle-high-post secondary school besties.

Scar technically knew mumbo during school but when mumbo just came to their primary school, scar was already on the last year of it(so like 2nd and 4th grade). During that time of being buttercup trio-besties*with feelings* they accidently found out about it when mumbo's mum found his old stuff in large amount and he ask scarian to help with it

Zed cut off all connections and just disappeared after he found out that tango applied for special group. they wanted to be scientists, find reasoning behind abilities. Tango received a couple of emails from unknown addresses and absolutely random ass IPs for Zedaph's name but yeah no connection(they were quite passive aggressive and even hostile after Tango officially got into that special group. and they were like years apart, so Tango knows that he is being watched)

Tango and Jimmy were boyfriends prior to knowing Scott and Ariana. I am speaking like 5-10 years of relationship before scott, they were engaged when they went the "wait i like that guy too" route

Jimmy is Grian's cousin, i am not changing the fanon

He knows.

Tango doesn't! but he knows about Scar, obviously

Tango has minor sparking abilities. With right ammunition he could actually use something close to fire balls, but usually his fights went like this: some time of general fighting+pistols, while doing all that he tried to get on/around the enemy as much fuel as possible, and SPARK it all up.

He and scar did work in pairs, as scar was great help both from behind and along with him

Whatever I draw on sketches with his leg needs an addition that they couldn't leave the area for more than 10 hours. So yeah, his first major injury was worsened A LOT and this gave the effect that it gave

Nobody knows Tango outside of work and family, he never had a public reputation, and Scar didn't receive his until much later

Scott knew ariana first and only then grian. He originally was just an intern at the place Ariana was randomly visiting and they simply found each other interesting.

Grian did think of making out with Scott, same with Scott, nobody did anything lol

Zed would appear with Impulse and Skizz if I don't die until then. Jeez they're gonna be interesting :)

Zed does have an ability too and combined with his sciences OH JEEEEEE it is gonna be interexting x2

Zed went into cyberbiology and bio 3d printing :3 I should stop now lol

Okay the last one: gempearl were real until both realised that they are aroace so say hi to aroace besties

[livewireprojects]

Old Sonic sketches that would lead to my Lost Prince AU(Slight spoilers & lots of rambling)

As the title says this was stuff for a past version of my Sonic stuff before I made my Lost Prince AU. I guess you could say I've been working on this stuff for a long time & these are in a sense the stepping stones to my stuff.

The dates for when I scanned stuff is on the pic cause it's interesting to learn how old these are & cause I had to edit stuff due to images being too light when I scanned them(plus everything was saved as a bmp because png files opened photoshop & I didn't know how to fix it as a kid) but if they're not there I'll mention the date if it's mentioned in the DA posts I got these from in my gallery.

I've put a keep reading due to how long this is(as if I haven't left other long posts without it in the past) & also because it's slightly spoilery for my Lost Prince stuff. Things have been edited/redone over time but there's still some stuff that would be a spoiler for later events in my stuff. I also ramble a lot in this & at points mention stuff meant to go in the current version to show similarities or differences between the old & present versions.

Just a heads up my self-insert Sonicsona cause for some reason I'm just there at points. My Sonicsona went threw a few designs changes when I was younger. This was also before I became a guy.

Another warning is that this was back when I didn't like Amy as much so she's not exactly drawn in a good light at points.(In the more current version I've worked on things)

There's also a bizarre thing at the end that also mentions weird crossovers(scrapped ideas that will make sense later) & mentions of violence. I'm sorry I just thought I'd explain some of this weird plot that has been changed over the years. Again a lot of this is no longer in my version of Sonic.

The moment Sonic disappeared after Sonic Underground. I think I was working on a comic for the series(too ambitious & too much to deal with at the time) with this being a prologue page.

For context Knuckles tried to save Sonic from falling off Angel Island while it was raining & Sonic let go because if he knew neither he nor Knuckles would survive falling off the island if this kept going. The dialogue is muted by the rain, I dunno the context behind Sonic being struck by lightning was because I don't have it in my current stuff.

You read this like a manga page.

Images of Sonic while living with his dad after Jules found him when Sonic some how survived the fall from Angel Island.

Jules wasn't originally a mage studying chaos energy just some guy with powers thanks to his studies in chaos energy which he used to heal Sonic. In this he has a locket with him & Sonic in it, I have no idea why there's a doodle of Shadow & Sonic since Sonic won't meet Shadow for 50(in the new one technically 40) years. I think this is a ref to scrapped stuff involving an OC of mine named Kiku that was at one point meant to be Sonic's reincarnation before I scrapped stuff.

A moment of Jules being a parent & cleaning up Sonic I think possibly after finding Sonic.(I'm guessing this since Sonic is catatonic/dissociating due to injuries & amnesia so he wouldn't have tried to run around)

This is based off of a scene from Digimon Tamers I watched as a kid from a scene meant to be a flashback of Jeri being cared for by her dad.

I think this was meant to be comic pages in the style of a photo album. Going off the top pics this is going in a Z or zig zag instead of manga panels like the prologue comic.

lol This was done on triple 12, if only the time was 12:12 then it'd really be multiple 12s.

Left to right

First/top row:

So a difference between then & now is that the past version of Jules when he was unable to care for Sonic anymore left him with Vanilla & her husband(this was before I made Cake) while current Jules left Sonic at a hidden home. I think the idea was that Sonic Underground happened only a couple years back instead of 50-40 years ago. Because Vanilla & her spouse weren't born back then & I dunno where Chuck was Jules ended up keeping Sonic alone for safety instead of getting help when Jules couldn't keep an eye on him.

Anyway these two pics are Jules leaving Sonic with Vanilla & her spouse cause he trusts them to keep him safe. Sonic just sits there on the couch.

Second row:

-I have no idea how this guy died, Cake died helping clean up leftover Robotnik bases but that's an idea from later on. Prototype Cake left behind a wife, a baby daughter & an adopted son that kind of blames himself.

-Sonic starts to express himself more as he starts to accept he's in a better place. Here he is interacting with toddler Cream who has started to walk.

Third Row:

-Sonic either hanging out or going on adventures with Tails & Knuckles

-Amy chasing Sonic

Fourth/Bottom Row:

-Old design of my Sonicsona with an ex friend's OC Tae, they're only an ex-friend because we don't talk anymore. We kinda drifted apart & I mistakenly weirded her out cause I didn't know how to tone things down until later on.(Also kind of weird due to my wild imagination with weird crossovers & shit) I could go into more detail but I'll just leave it there cause this isn't about past relationships.

-My Sonicsona taking a picture after noticing Sonic & Shadow kissing in the background

I put this in with the post I made with all my past Lara stuff(as in "Fuck you Ken, *makes Lara-Su a Knuxouge kid*" shit), once again I don't know why I gave a child version of her teen Lara's outfit.

So at some point Eggman blinds Sonic & Sonic has been trying to get as far away as possible after escaping. I had no idea when I drew this that Angel Island was a thing thanks to most of my understanding of Sonic coming from fandom stuff & especially Sonic X which either doesn't mention Angel Island or I missed the episode/episodes that do mention it. So pretty much Sonic(after getting patched up & his eyes covered) is wandering the forest & manages to find Lara who is playing out there & decided to play guard.

For some reason I remember that Sonic has no idea who Lara is & Knuckles/Rouge never told him not Lara who each other are. I have no idea why that is & that's been fixed in the present version. Anyway Lara thinks he's a stranger that's getting too close to where the Master Emerald is. I don't remember how this goes but things are eventually sorted out & Sonic is introduced to her later on.

This is the image that needed the warning about past thoughts on Amy, I'm pretty sure she gets better eventually but I might be wrong because I only remember some things.

So Sonic doesn't want anyone to know he's blind & is trying to act like everything is fine but at the same time is acting a little distant at points. Amy is pissed he's ignoring her which has led to her raging & causing a scene, this is has led to Shadow taking notice of how odd Sonic has been lately.

While in this version Amy is mad that Sonic is ignoring her & pissed her attempts at a date are repeatedly rejected at this point(so kind of being selfish) in the current version she'd be mad because she's honestly worried. In the current version Amy would be getting mad because she's worried as a friend that someone she's close to is acting strange along with something clearly being wrong.

So Shadow(who for some reason I give a ponytail in this version) is in the background, Sonic is trying to ignore Amy(who is yelling), my old Sonicsona is pissed at Amy, I think I drew Starrk from Bleach cause he was my husbando at the time, Vector is trying to leave, the one with black hair is Tae(a past friend of mine's OC) & I have no idea who is next to her.

For some context at some point after Sonic was blinded he ended up nearly drowning in a river while it's raining at night. Shadow thanks to Amy's outburst & finally noticing something is off has been trying to keep an eye on Sonic which leads to Shadow partly stripping so he can jump into the river to save Sonic.(Dunno why he stripped since it's raining so he's already wet, I guess so it's easier to go after Sonic)

After getting back on "dry" land Sonic just breaks & cries as he clings to Shadow cause he's just had enough. He can't see, things are changing, he's scared & has just had enough of everything going on. Shadow is shocked cause he's never seen Sonic like this.

This scene hits a little worse in the present version as Sonic purposely fell into the river or was about to cause I dunno if he managed to fall in then get saved or if Shadow stopped him. What makes things worse is that Sonic is a parent when this happens & left his kid with Vanilla cause he knew his kid would be safe with her should anything happen to him. Actually I think Vanilla called Shadow to go find Sonic cause she knew something was going to happen.

Sonic's son(I'm pretty sure someone figured it out but for some reason I'm trying to be vague until a certain point in time) doesn't exist in this version but his younger half brother eventually exists in this. Sadly enough Sonic was pregnant with his son's half brother when Shadow saved him in the present version, not only that Shadow is the father. My explanation is Eggman had a weird cloning ray that went wrong so Sonic ended up with a kid twice. This all is meant to happen when he's older.

Final image in this collection of past sketches I found in my DA gallery.

For some slightly unnecessary context my self-insert Sonicsona use to live with a bunch of other Sonic fan characters in what was this odd building on the edge of an abandoned city.(For some reason named the forgotten valley cause the city I guess in a way was valley like) The building was full of mysteries & was semi turned into a place for people to live in as well as a place for travelers to stay at with their own rooms.(And Tails Doll in the very bottom basement locked in a mini freezer)

After rescuing Sonic, Shadow took Sonic to my place(apparently it was closer than going home) to get cleaned up & have somewhere safe to rest for the night. After helping Sonic get dry/warm & everyone was settled down Sonic finally confessed to everything that happened as well as the fact he's blind.

Shadow(who I thought it was funny if his fur/quills fluffed up after getting dry, I know this is a bad time for a joke) agrees to let Sonic stay with him & help the blue hedgehog deal with the situation he was currently in. Thanks to helping Sonic recover from the state he was currently in(depressed, struggling to deal/cope with everything) as well as help Sonic learn to navigate around being unable to see the two became close. The two eventually becoming a couple & got married before eventually having kids.

Things go slightly differently in the present version but a summarized version is similar. Shadow finds Sonic, they talk things out & Shadow helps Sonic(plus his son) out. Shadow & Sonic start a relationship while helping Sonic recover. Eventually they get end up in a relationship with Mephiles & get married.

Yeah surprisingly given stuff I made in the past Mephiles isn't in the picture until my recent stuff. I think this is partly due to my Butterfly Effect AU not being a part of this at the time.(Well Silver still got family but nothing else happened)

Bonus pic

Please be aware you can ignore everything after the 3rd paragraph(mentioning the short version) if you want. While it explains the end of my child self's(I was in middle school & then part way into high school before changes happened)

This is technically related, this is from some scrapped ideas caused by a younger me having amalgamations of crossovers going threw my head. I imagine crossovers all the time still but not an amalgamation like this.

Before I go into rambling the image is an old version of my OC Kiku, his boyfriend & Lavi(from D.Grayman) who is off camera reacting badly to cooking. The person with the chef hat in the corner is I think named Eri, she's an OC from the person that made Tae & this is a joke about her being unable to cook.

The short version of this is that Kiku was meant to be Sonic's reincarnation & his boyfriend was Shadow's reincarnation.

So for context the tiny character in the corner is the old design of my OC Kiku who is a Blindshipping fankid. In this moment he is some how a Diclonius(from Elfen Lied & no he's not a queen nor ones that are caused from infecting others & age quickly he just has the cat horns & the powers), is a backup Arcobaleno(Katekyo Hitman Reborn), an ex-test subject(inspired by the Maximum Ride manga) & for some reason Allen Walker's(D.Grayman) reincarnation which is why an arrow for Lavi is going off camera & why the guy next to Kiku is meant to look like Kanda.(Because he is) I later stopped the D.Grayman stuff but kept how Kiku's boyfriend looked cause I really liked Kanda's design.

In present day Kiku has been split into two people. The Blindshipping OC Kiku & Chrysanthemum(Nicknamed Sammy) whois suppose to be the son of Martin Mystery from the cartoon of the same name. They are technically each other from different dimensions. Sammy still has the ex-test subject thing but all the other stuff was scrapped. Also Kiku's boyfriend still looks a little like Kanda still due to having some relation to Dark Magician who has a similar hair when Kanda's hair isn't in a ponytail.

Here's them side by side in the most recent drawing of them.

So like I mentioned in the short version(just so I could get to the point for anyone that didn't want to look at the rest of the rambling) past me had Kiku meant to be Sonic's reincarnation.

I'm not proud of this but the idea was that my version of the Sonic series ends with Eggman injuring Sonic & faking Sonic's death at a festival before patching him up & putting him in a suit that controlled Sonic. Shadow would raise their kids alone while fighting against this new "robot" until years later on the same night he lost Sonic(during the same festival) before breaking the suit, learning Sonic was alive this whole time & the two dying in a fire finally together & freed from Eggman.

After that some stuff involving Bleach were they were tested on by the captain of the 12 squad. Sonic goes on to meet a girl in the living world & go on adventures with her. Shadow who doesn't remember anything would sometimes show up to keep an eye on them or help. At some point Sonic would finally get Shadow to remember & Shadow would be horrified of his actions. They both have something on them that keeps them connected to the world so they untie/remove what keeps them tethered after saying goodbye to Sonic's friend.

After this they are reincarnated as children that were kidnapped & tested on. Shadow(Called Yu when not being called an experiment code) had two friends that nickname themselves Feather(cause her hair is feathery & looks like feathers tied up) & Sound.(A joke on the fact he refuses to talk & uses sign language) At some point they meet patient BK201(their code name that the doctors call them, also Darker Than Black ref) who all the staff were nervous about because he's too powerful & was under the control of a fucked up doctor(ironic considering these people) before he was removed.

At some point a lot of experiments escape or are killed trying, BK201 fakes Yu/Shadow's, Feather & Sound's deaths so they can be dumped outside & get to safety while the doctors caught BK201. Feather & Sound disappear, Yu/Shadow is taken in by someone, makes friends & at some point remembers his past.

Something led to Yu meeting Kiku(at the time named Chrysnathemum which ironically is what Kiku translates into) & was a bit distant with them but eventually warmed up to them. Yu liked him but was unable to get over BK201 who he believed died after being caught. At some point he found out Kiku was actually BK201, BK201 was forced to be kept on a tighter leash as they did more tests until being rescued & taken to his parents who helped him recover.(Atem & Yugi) BK201's parents also helped take down the organization that kidnapped him & other kids to be experiments.

Yu warms up even quicker thanks to learning this is his missing friend/childhood crush that saved him. At some point they start dating, work on the fact they remember being Sonic & Shadow while going on more adventures. At some point they meet Feather & Sound(who is talking now that he's in a safer place) who turn out to be Blaze & Silver's reincarnations, the two disappeared because they had apparently come from the future & ended up kidnapped while seeing the past.

At the end after many adventures & stuff Yu & Kiku move to the country side to live a peaceful life. Silver & Blaze live with them when Yu & Kiku eventually make it to the time they're from with Silver turning out to be their son. They're all immortal & can finally live their lives in peace without having to worry about Eggman or anything else they dealt with in this new life.

There was some other stuff like at one point Kku being part werewolf/vampire later changed to part mummy(Atem), at one point being part saiyan & having a cousin that was not only part saiyan but Blackfire's(from Teen Titans) daughter & at one point a Mew(I called her Mew Mint Chocolate Chip) before I scrapped it since I don't watch Tokyo Mew Mew/Mew Mew Power. At one point I also had Atem a revived version of himself but the reincarnation of Tuxedo Mask(Dunno how this works) & Yugi the reincarnation of Usagi from Sailor Moon.

Oh yeah I also for some reason brought in Secret Saturdays by having Manic's boyfriend be Kur who ended up teleporting to Earth & becoming the Kur from the show after something messed him up around the time Shadow & Sonic died. Manic is reincarnated as Kiku's brother which makes sense because Sonic.

There's a lot of crossover shit but I semi forgot about it & I'm only aware there was crossover shit. I've calmed down on some of this & obviously things have changed.

There's no reincarnation stuff with my present Sonic stuff & no crazy crossover stuff. While I often imagine crossover stuff it's calmed down some compared to my past crossover amalgamation ideas.

I'm not going to tell you how Lost Prince AU ends in this but immortality & finally able to be at peace does happen.

Sorry for the bonus wild ride, hope you were able to deal with all of this. Sorry for rambling & the fucked up bonus rambling.

[emerxshiu]

[SIDE ORDER]

tw// slight blood and body horror

not sure if it could classify like it but im adding a warning just in case

Speedrun agent 8 for side order release

I remember mentioning in my instagram when posting for valentine's that i would be back when side order drops, i mostly meant it as kind of a joke since i had some drawing to post. i did not expect that to actually become true lol.

Im definitly staying up tonight (not like i could sleep these past days anyway)

It felt kinda nice drawing some splatoon stuff again, last time was in like december, wich were just doodles, and technically yesterday but that was me making a kirby x splatoon crossover so it doesnt count, so actually last time i did an actual finished drawing for splatoon was the fuzzy neo in november.

Im really hyped up for this, i have played basically just one roguelike in my life (candies n' curses, its fun you should play it too) so i dont have much experience in the genere, but its okay! tho having to restart from floor 1 makes me a bit nervous, wich is funny cuz in candies and curses i also had to restart from floor one yet i kept trying so im not really sure why im worrying, tho it did take me months just to finish the main story in that game, and i want to experience the entierity of side order as blind as i can, maybe thats why. but i managed to avoid magolor epilogue spoilers for a year this might not be that bad.

here's an inverted version i did just for fun.

Aight now i need to talk about the actual drawing, honestly i just sketched something quick with a vague idea of agent 8 with coral growing from them. the real struggle was the background, the colors werent looking nice togheter, it was hard to see what was going on etc, and in the end i decided it would be cool to add images for texture, and that saved it. i used the images from side order's teaser trailer, superimposed over the background and ink. and then i decided to add the side order text to add something, i originally drew some color chips but they looked off in there so i got rid of em

also version without text

btw my birthday is next monday (sobbing rn) this is the third time nintendo releases stuff around my birthday, im so lucky lol

I hope y'all have a nice day

Jambuhbye! :3

[justanarcanasideblog]

A messy sketch for my TotK AU idea! I wanted her outfit to be yellow but can’t find a shade that I like, and also it feels like too much yellow at a certain point yknow? I think I should change her neck jewelry to the same gold that her headdress is, but I’m also worried about too much gold.

I’m unsure if everyone would be their respective race, I’m leaning towards no since I can’t quite imagine Portia, Julian and Asra as a Rito, Goron or Zora. I mean Rito Julian works but still- maybe even Zora Portia? But 1) how would that work, 2) she wouldn’t even be a Zora and 3) I’ve never drawn Zelda races before But at the same time, it’d be a shame to just remove the non-humans

Also in case I forget: I also had an idea that the sand seals would be replaced by these kind of bird/gryphon-like creatures that stride across the sand. Instead of Riju having Patricka (I believe that’s her name?), Nadia would have Chandra.

Idea for Nadia’s powers, so… technically totk spoilers below? For the Gerudo area? Just in case

I said I wanted her abilities to be related to her Sight, and I had the idea of mixing that and lightning somehow? I dunno, I just had a vision of her striking the ground, lightning splitting out, a bunch of ‘branches’ homing into monsters in the area through the ground and lighting them up like the glow effect in Minecraft

It’s unfortunate that I’m horrible at magic systems (or creating anything that requires thinking) otherwise I’d be unstoppable

[the-down-upside-finch]

From the wip list tag game: I gotta know, what is "The New Magicians" series about?

YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW EXCITED I AM TO TALK ABOUT THIS

Okay okay so. Context: When I was in 5th grade, I had a really distinct way of doing warm-up drawings, where I would scribble all over the page and then find figures in the lines and color them. During this, I somehow wound up with 4 characters that kept appearing in these warm-ups.

So I started drawing them more and more, and eventually these random doodles spawned a story in my head. Also, I was dedicated to the idea for making books targeted for my age group that were also not as "easy" to read (I was a very pretentious child, if you can't tell). But I wanted them older because I was sick of protags that were ten years old. SO I MADE THEM 14 YEARS OLD.

Anyways, this series has evolved into a story that is near and dear to my heart. The three MCs are still 14 years old (one just turned 15), but the story follows them as they start high school and adjust to that reality as well as being constantly summoned to the world on the other side of the curtain where magic is the norm.

(I'll go more in depth below the cut, if this sounds at all interesting. Also there are a lot of extreme spoilers down there just because yes. It's a fantasy story and them discovering magic isn't really a twist at this point haha)

The main characters are Cori Whimsinberg (she/her, 14 y/o), Esmee Platt (she/her, 15 y/o), and Trevelle Wickerson (she/her, 14 y/o). I have not drawn them in FOREVER but here's a really old ref I made:

(Left to right: Esmee, Trevelle, and Cori)

The story basically kicks off when Cori finds (and puts on) a cursed ring. This triggers her magic early, and she grows fairy wings (I swear this has proper lore to explain it), which in turn also triggers an early manifestation of Trevelle's magic. Esmee, feeling left out (as she has since the beginning because Cori and Trev have known each other since they were toddlers while they just met Esmee) has a bit of a meltdown and winds up getting accidentally kidnapped by an evil enchantress.

AND THEY ALL END UP SEPARATED IN THE MAGICAL WORLD! And so our side characters come in.

Cori meets a shapeshifter named Pachir (she/he/it, 14 y/o), Trevelle meets a sprite named Cythis (he/him, 15 y/o), and Esmee meets a Merrow creature named Karales (he/him, 168 y/o). They also get help from another shapeshifter named Knem (he/him, 18 y/o). (Pachir is the 4th character that kept appearing in my warm-up doodles.)

And then of course things get chaotic. But, as the hero's journey dictates, they all get back home safely until the start of the next book in the story.

One of the reasons this story is still so near to my heart is that these were technically my first OCs. My first written stories were about them. Everything started with them.

Also, the story has a lot of rep that I wasn't seeing at all in the stories I read back when I created these characters. Esmee's dad and brother are Deaf, so she knows ASL. Cori lives with her single mom after her dad passed, and the story does talk about this grief processing that she has been going through. Trevelle is a "tomboy" character and she is faced with a lot of challenges when high school starts and she is stuck on that gender divide. Cythis's parents are divorced, and he has to deal with that stigma in his culture.

When I revisited the story and was rewriting things around the time I was figuring out my identity, it occurred to me how much ace coding I had put into this story, as well as neurodivergent coding. This story helped me understand a lot about myself when I realized that there was only 1 (very forced) romantic subplot. I've kept that subplot because it explores other things I want to explore.

ANYWAYS! I'd happily talk more about these character but my break is almost over and I've gotta go give a presentation for a class. Here's a bonus for reading this far:

Some really old art of these characters and the sketch of the (also really old) redraw.

[seasonal-writes]

Okay can I be unrepentantly sappy with an AU ask? is there anything (non-spoilery that you want to talk about of course!) completely unessential that either of the boys brought with them when they ran? or something sentimental that they had to leave behind?? I love love love learning more about characters by what objects they have/hold most dear, and I'm Fascinated by what they packed 👀 if this is something that will come up later or too much of a hassle to answer don't mind me, I'm just v curious!!!

hI THEO I FEEL LIKE I'M ALWAYS SLEEPING WHEN YOU REACH OUT TO ME DUDE I'M SORRY- anyway. also, Oh Boy i love this. umm, i feel like some of the things they took with them are kinda spoiler-y! not that they're necessarily IMPORTANT story elements, but they are going to be revealed and i kinda wanna let you all see what those things are! even if not all of them are technically sentimental. BUT. i will say a couple things that they took along with them :) so, i have this idea that in his free time, Grian did a lot of architectural sketches and things. typically it'd be on tiny slips of parchment or thin tissue paper, and maybe it'd be like buildings he dreams of putting up inside the kingdom somewhere. but jimmy definitely took one of those, maybe from a time where Grian had accidentally let him keep one while showing it off, or maybe Jimmy swiped it from his room in the day before they left as a final thing to remember him, just in-case. but tucked on him somewhere is one of those. i also don't know if this is mentioned in the story, but it's canon that Jimmy and his mother were very into gardening together. like, the Avian Palace garden's most special plants and flowers used to be maintained by the two of them while he was growing up. so, jimmy definitely found time to stick some flowers in a book to press and save them. this ALSO ties into the fact that he stole a few books from the library to read. :) and all he took to remember his father was the traum- *gets shot* BUT !! for Mr. Tango Top, he didn't really have much on him. Since he was like,, essentially planning on going back to the Nether when he visited the Overworld, since Jimmy was going to become prince-consort and move back with him (fun fact if ya'll didn't realize that oooh). but he had some of the essentials! Like, Tango has a really small bound notebook with a bunch of invention sketches and notes and things, since he loves inventing and tinkering. he also has one other thing that's (funnily enough) pretty important to him, but it's gonna be in the story itself so ya'll will just have to wait and see! but yeah! those are some items that don't necessarily have a ton of weight in the story itself, but might be mentioned at some point, so i felt i could share without spoiling too much. thanks for indulging my D&D-influenced habits of creating lore for character inventory btw.

[tomswifty-fr]

Glitzi comic commentary (commictary?)

Hello! I was rereading it and saw on the last page I said I would “aaaaaauuuuuhhh ... post some commentary eventually.” Of course, I never followed up on that - until now! If you haven’t read it pls do - this will have spoilers. 

(under the cut - heads up this is very long and very self indulgent. i love talking about my stuff!)

I think I’ve mentioned this already, but the comic is heavily inspired by “A Promise in the Snow” by Stan Sakai, the 8th issue of the 1996 run of his comic series Usagi Yojimbo. It’s fantastic stuff, and a really good ghost story (technically a spoiler, but like... if you know my thing is based off of his and you know how my thing ends, you know).

I would call my version fairly different. Both in terms of things like length and setting, but other aspects too, some of which were planned and some of which happened in the writing/drawing process.

The two images of Glitzi dive-bombing the one bandit and breaking their neck and then charging the one with their neck thrown back were really strong in my mind since I started planning the comic. I needed to get across that even if she’s not the most physically powerful dragon in this scene (that would be the one who ran away), Glitzi is still very strong and is a trained fighter - unlike the others, who are probably opportunists attacking random travelers. She’s also dealing with a lot of pent-up anger and frustration since this takes place almost immediately after her falling out with Margaret.

So like, not a great place to be if you are opportunists attacking a random traveler. I tried to draw the survivor’s retreat as though he had to take a running start before he could get enough momentum to get into the air, tho I’m not sure how smoothly that came through. My personal headcanon is that most dragons need some kind of jumpstart and can’t start flying from a standstill.

  Tundras LOVE to sniff.

^^ Faces of horror and despair when she realizes there’s a kid involved. Glitzi has a very strong sense of responsibility and this is her thinking simultaneously “Oh no, no way can I deal with a kid right now” and “I have to do something, I just have no idea what.” 

Some subtle foreshadowing here - Teazel reacts to the mention of his daughter and also to the question of the pills being for him. They’re not, of course. Snappers are also way bigger than Tundras on site. Fun fact :)

This was originally supposed to be a longer scene, with Teazel regaining consciousness long enough to say some actual words and Glitzi agonizing whether it would be worth the risk to try and give him some of the medicine (what if it helped? what if it made it worse?), even though the label had been made illegible when it fell into the snow. I turned it into the one line because it wasn’t necessary, plus would beg the question of why Nettle wouldn’t speak up and say it was for her, actually.

I really love this little confrontation panel. It took me forever of flipping the sketch and going back and forth to decide who was going to be standing on which side.

I ALSO love this shot of Nettle pressed against Glitzi’s chest looking up at her, seen thru Glitzi-view(tm). I was worried it wouldn’t be clear what was going on but I do think it came out good!

And this too! The expressions are good and Nettle is cute.

(The plan to leave Nettle watching Teazel and go to bring back help isn’t a bad one - flying is faster than walking, especially walking over snow with a hatchling and someone too injured to stand up. But Nettle is right here. What if they come back?)

Glitzi’s abrupt agreement to bring Nettle and Teazel with her isn’t just her having a weakness for kids, but her realizing that she’s not going to win this argument and agreeing so as to not postpone the inevitable. Glitzi is stubborn, but only ideologically - she will gladly switch strategies or even cut and run than waste energy on a fight she knows she can’t win. It makes her a very annoying enemy since you can’t actually beat her; once it looks like she might lose she's already sprinting for the hills... and then she comes back, over and over, with new tactics until she’s finally ground you down or found one that works. So yeah, it’s not gonna take much to get her to say yes here.

The line about the snow stopping was added purely because I got sick of drawing the falling snow.

I wish I was able to add a longer beat between Glitzi and Nettle heading off and the last bandit showing up to show that some time has passed, a few hours at least, but I couldn’t figure out how if I wanted to keep that interlude to a single page. Hopefully the snow drifts get that across okay.

Bandit logic :) Also, does this imply that Teazel was alone? That Glitzi is alone now? Subtle foreshadowing?  

Glitzi spent too long up north (with Margaret) and lost her wintercoat (sense of purpose and camaraderie with the rest of her order) and now she’s cold (in a pretty rough place, emotionally).

It’s not really that deep. Or it could be, I guess. This was also originally a longer scene where Nettle interrogates her about her history, we learn more about Nettle’s parents who have a whole backstory that doesn’t come up, and Glitzi admits that she’s feeling a little lost, though not why. But again, it wasn’t necessary and I didn’t want to spend several pages on an ultimately distracting conversation where nothing happens except them continuing to walk through a canyon.

Instead, Nettle says that her parents are from up north but she’s never been; she likes the Icefield and is going to stay here forever! I think this might be a little heavy handed, but hopefully that’s mitigated by someone watching them from the top of the canyon - except that they were originally looking down at Nettle, until I realized that wouldn’t work and erased her, at which point I’m not sure how clear it is that it’s from above and not just Glitzi’s foot or something.

It’s the bandit! I’m just going to post several pages now because 1) I’m proud of them and want to show off and 2) I love drawing fight scenes.

This also owes a lot to Stan Sakai because I love his fight scenes! His drawings are super dynamic and very cool!

Anyway, bandit tries to do the same thing to Glitzi that Glitzi did to their buddy right at the beginning, but some snow gets knocked loose and she has enough warning to roll out of the way before her neck gets snapped. But it puts her on the backfoot immediately and even though she’s skilled, this guy is bigger, stronger, boiling mad, and hasn’t been dragging a Snapper for half a day.

(Tundra trivia time - their manes have one of the same purposes as lions, which is to give anything who tries to bite their neck a mouthful of hair instead of like, skin and bones and vital blood vessels. Everyone knows this so it’s not usually a common target, but Glitzi’s coat is a bit patchy and hey, worth a shot.)

Then an avalanche occurs.

Glitzi is concussed, bleeding from the head and battered from not only having a mountain fall on her but also getting beat up and bit. By digging her out and keeping her awake, Nettle saved Glitzi’s life as well as Teazel’s.

I went through SO many iterations of the design for this village. Way too many for something that is very small, in a single panel background, where everyone is gonna be focused on our unconscious protagonist instead.

The house is round! Instead of a fireplace, it has a coal pit set into the floor, and instead of a solid door it has a thick curtain over the entrance/exit. Nettle’s mom/Teazel’s wife is named Rein. She’s making soup because Glitzi is injured enough she doesn’t want to risk solids, soup warms up the drinker, and soup warms up the room. A perfect food!

And the ending... I’m not sure what to say about the ending. It didn’t take me the longest to draw but it definitely took me the longest to write and sketch. The two last beats in particular, of Glitzi putting her head in her hands and Rein walking away through the village, swapped places many times. They both had to be there, but it was hard to decide which would be the actual final panel.

If anyone wants more on that specific scene, ask and I shall provide but for now I’ll skip over it. It’s uh, pretty tough.

Epilogue: Glitzi stays in the village until she’s fully recovered, which takes a while. She immediately goes back north and does not spend much further time in the Icefield. This is the beginning of her “cynical and depressed” period. She does not tell Teazel or Rein about seeing their daughter’s ghost. 

Rein is a native of the Southern Icefield, who moved to Nature territory and met Teazel there. They were happy, but she always missed Ice territory and convinced him to move back with her when they their first egg so she could raise their first child where she grew up. Along with the messy and awful feelings of having one family member die and another almost die, she also feels like maybe if she hadn’t insisted on the move, none of it would have happened. Rein knows intellectually that it isn’t her fault, but it’s still hard. Teazel doesn’t blame her for any of it and supports her as best as he can. They manage to get along and consider moving back up north, either to Nature or somewhere else, but I don’t know what they decide. It’s a hard decision either way.

Here are their scries:

Thanks for reading this far and also thanks to everyone who read the comic when I posted it originally! It was my biggest comic project I ever finished and it really meant so much to see all the awesome comments and tags. To anyone who said it made them cry: sorry lol. I cried too 🥲

[nebulousfishgills]

writing asks!

5, 6, 9 [crimson, bright, or under], 25, 26, 48, 57, 63 [His Tenebris Moenibus], 72, 77

Thanks! Sorry, I would have answered this sooner, but I spent most of today doing training modules for work and my brain is friiiiied.

Anyways, let's see what we have here...

5 - How many WIPs do you have? What fandoms/pairings are they for?

All my current WIPs are under the Stranger Things and/or Twilight umbrella.

Necrosis: Diplopia's sequel, a more freeform fic based on the many (...many) wonderful fics I've read. The fic deals primarily with... I'll call it Emily's Involuntary Character Development by Phoenix Wright-Related Means. Posted chapters: 5/?

The Weirdo From St. Valentina's: I know this one was originally a one shot, but someone in the comments flattered me by saying it should be a longfic, and I have more ideas, go figure. So I have another chapter partially drafted and maybe a few more after that? Posted chapters: 1/? (Three or four maybe)

Stranger Things One-Shots: I have a few one-shots I have already written and a few I want to finish/write. As of now I have a total of I think 4 that I have yet to publish, three are done and one I need to finish.

Twilight One-Shots: There are fewer of these, in fact right now I only have one that's in the works, however given that my top priority is the Twilight longfic and I have some of those later chapters done for when I get to them, it evens out. There also miiiiiight be one in the future that doesn't involve Emily at all...

So I don't know how those totals work out. A lot, it's a lot of WIPs.

6 - What is the last line you wrote?

"Lead the way."

Context: Emily says this to a character that she's gonna take a walk with to a location after a very... we'll call it an introspective conversation. I can't say much for spoilers' sake, but this is one of those "later Necrosis chapters."

(I know I posted a one-shot called The Third Rule to celebrate Stranger Things 4's one year anniversary, but technically that was one of those one shots I wrote a while ago, so none of those lines were 'the most recent line.')

9 - Does [word chosen by asker] appear in a WIP?

Crimson - Surprisingly, no lol

Bright - She had just the prettiest, brightest hazel eyes, I could practically see every color imaginable in them.

(That counts, right?)

Under - He hasn't had a singer in 305 years, not since 1593. It's amusing how the humans are still under the impression that the poor man was killed in a bar fight. That's what Chelsea told me, at least.

Dang, those are from the same WIP lol, again, one of my Necrosis chapter drafts (although this one is gonna be on deck soon).

Also I should note the italics are indicating that this is a quote someone is reading. This is a scene of someone reading someone else's writing.

25 - What is your favorite part of the writing process?

Honestly, it depends on my mood. But in general I really like developing characters. Their traits, their relationships, all that fun stuff. It fits together like a nice puzzle and I just get to be creative. Writing aside but in a similar vein, I also like coming up with character concept sketches and making character playlists. Both of those things can be a massive help to the writing side of the equation as well.

26 - What is your least favorite part of the writing process?

...can I say the actual writing part? I mean, I don't hate it, sometimes the act of writing is a huge stress reliever, but the problem arises when I either a) have the motivation but not the time or b) the desire to write but the inability to actually execute the process for any number of reasons. I need to plan more, I don't wanna type, I'm tired and would just rather daydream about the fic... the list goes on lmao.

48 - Who is your favorite character to write for? Has this changed since you've started writing for that fandom?

This is an interesting question since I love writing for all the characters I write for. Some more than others, sure. I mean, obviously I love writing stories about Emily, else I wouldn't keep doing it. But like Emily, I'm very attached to both of her long term boyfriends and love getting to write for both of them. Although I thiiiiiink Henry takes the edge.

It really just comes down to how creative I feel like being on that day. When I'm in the mood to be more creative I like writing for the Twilight characters more since... there's very little canon material to work with, forcing me to fill in the gaps. Giving more depth to characters like Jane or Sulpicia is such a joy, even if it's born of annoyance.

57 - How conscious are you about adding symbolism or foreshadowing in your fics?

Incredibly. I try to make every single thing in my fics very intentional, down to using specific words in simple sentences or dialogue. For example, this excerpt from Diplopia:

If you know, you know, and you know this will be important later... and that it is not gonna be pretty. Foreshadowing is one of my favorite tropes because it gives a fic re-read value to go back and look for hints.

63 - What was the hardest part of writing His Tenebris Moenibus?

Many little things, but it all boils down to balance. Balancing Emily's shitty personality to still make her a somewhat likeable character that you want to keep engaging with. Balancing content and information in the show with keeping the story fresh (i.e. Henry telling Emily his backstory in a different way than he presents it in Episode 7 while still getting the same information across... admittedly in retrospect writing out his entire monologue when we eventually get to the massacre might have been unecessary, but I did it anyways cause I love and adore that scene, sue me). Balancing out how Emily interracts with people like Eddie so her presence in that part of the story doesn't seem forced or weird.

72 - What's your favorite writing compliment you've gotten?

I appreciate and adore every compliment I've ever gotten on my writing since they're all very special to me. Obviously the analysis comments you give me and I get stronger with every "good characterization" comment (I might be able to fight god soon). I even got compliments on Necrosis from someone whos fics I have not only read multiple times but have gone absolutely feral over... It's like publishing a short horror story and Stephen King telling you he felt creeped out reading it.

But I think the greatest compliments I've gotten are from people who've told me my writing changed their outlooks and minds on characters, Henry specifically. You've said this once or twice and I actually got @ohitshoneybee on the full blown Henry hype train... arguably initially because I put him through an emotional ringer with Diplopia and she felt bad for him, but still. This is a character I care about very much, more than I ever expected to, and it gives me a sense of pride that I can essentially make people somewhat see him the way I see him.

77 - Why do you enjoy writing fanfiction?

Oh, many reasons. Putting my own creative spin on my favorite fandoms, exploring ideas and adding extra dimensions to pre-existing lore... and making people have emotional breakdowns. Are you really a fanfic writer if at some point you haven't gone full Helmo?

I think the most recent example is the fact that it's allowed me to take my childhood nemesis franchise, Twilight, and give it my own three-dimensional makeover. I basically started with Mopey, Angry, and Creepy with their (remaining) wives, Druggie One and Druggie Two. I put some thought and work into it and now instead of two dimensional, one trick ponies, I have full characters I can mold and play with.

Stephenie Meyer, if you're ever reading this, call me and I can have an entire guidebook whipped up to give your characters a full revamp (no pun intended).

I take cash, checks, or Venmo.

[tellthemeerkatsitsfine]

Sharing this review because I've been reading lots of reviews from different places (Chortle is my main source of comedy news that I look at every couple of days whether it's August or not, which may or may not be good for my health, but particularly right now I'm interested in seeing what lots of people are saying about the stuff I did and didn't see), and this is one of the few of read that didn't hugely annoy me. I saw a lot of shows live last week that made me think all kinds of things, and I didn't have time to write them all down because I was too busy seeing more stuff, and I sort of had the idea that I'd come back to this stuff once I was home, though of course now there's way too much backlog to get into most of it.

But Emma Sidi's was one of the shows that really stuck with me, particularly because it was one of the few I saw that was that good by someone from whom I'd never heard a full hour before. I wasn't very familiar with her before seeing the show (though I maintain that I did book the ticket before I saw the new Taskmaster lineup, so I technically get credit for knowing about her before she gets a huge breakthrough off that, which I suspect she will), I knew she did character stuff and that's not usually really my thing, but I've also liked some of the stuff I've heard her do on Radio 4 and I figured the Fringe was the time for trying something slightly outside my normal wheelhouse but still established enough for me to know it'll be good, and this fit that. However, to be honest, I did not go into it expecting that to be one of the standout shows in my mind, so the fact that it was made it even more impressive to me.

I've seen reviews say it was too thin, it was a good concept for a sketch stretched too far over an hour, but I didn't feel that at all while watching it. Most comedy shows drag at some point, even good ones, but this one never felt like it did. Mainly because she did keep coming up with new angles, I think. Just when one bit has started going too long, she starts doing a weird surreal thing in Spanish. When that's been going for a bit, she puts on some music and does a surprisingly audience participation bit. Then back to the politics. Then some digression adding new elements to the character. And it all worked. She does it all in character as the "Sue Grey" that she imagines, and the hour followed a logical, chronological progression from early in her career to the present day (nearly literally, as - spoiler alert - spoiler alert for everything on this blog always but particularly for this entire show throughout this post) it ends with the election of Kier Starmer. A lot of plot points happened along the way, more than enough to fill an hour.

I think Bruce Dessau's review of this show gets it more accurate than the other reviews of it I've read (...okay, to phrase that in a slightly less arrogant way, I could say it "lines up more with my opinion as a viewer", rather than being accurate in general), which I think criminally undervalue some of the stuff she was doing. But even that one says there was no actual political or satirical message to it, which I've seen others say, and which baffles me.

First of all, there absolutely was a clear message, in an ending that I found fairly, for lack of a less dramatic term, powerful. Seriously, spoiler alert, and I don't want to just describe the ending of a show that's currently showing in too many details, but I also want to explain how it looked from my perspective, that makes me question whether I've seen the same show as some people saying it didn't make a point. At the end, she brings everything back around, uses an analogy that I guess I won't detail but it isn't subtle, to show how changing the person in charge doesn't change the damage done, yells some passionate stuff about how Britain deserves better, as the character slowly slips off both metaphorically and very literally in the way she removes the costume while this happens, and it ends on a line that really hammers home the point of "this is all for real and all this silly stuff has real consequences", and then blackout. I came out of that feeling like I was pretty fucking clear in what Emma Sidi was trying to say.

But even aside from the ending, the whole show was satirical. It took what I like to think of as the Thick of It approach to media portrayals of government, which is my favourite. You have The West Wing approach suggesting that government people are noble warriors fighting for what they believe in, you have the House of Cards approach suggesting they're all conniving masterminds playing 4D chess to ruthlessly hurt each other and their constituents, and you have The Thick of It - which I guess I should really call the Yes Minister approach because that did it first - saying it's just a bunch of people running around trying not to get fired, same as any other job. But the difference is that everything those people do has the power to fuck up innocent people's lives, and it is a problem that all our lives are in the hands of people who are just trying not to get fired. I like that approach because I grew up in a government town where most people work in either politics or the civil service, and I'm pretty sure that's true. Emma Sidi's show repeatedly showed that side of things, and of course that's a message in itself. Portraying people with that much power as being in it, not even for their own massive and curated ambitions, but just for the goal of getting through the day like the rest of us by the easiest possible route, and not stopping to think about the effect that route has on everyone else. In what world is that portrayal not satire?

Anyway, I thought it was brilliant. Great character stuff, sketch stuff, physical and costume stuff, interestingly varied mix between grounded day-to-day gossiping and sudden surreal bits, and I am a sucker for a powerful ending, which like I said, this absolutely had. I don't know what show everyone else is watching. But Bruce Dessau's review came closest to sounding mostly like the show I saw.

Anyway, also on the subject of the Fringe, I took Sophie Duker and Huge Davies off my schedule because NextUp announced at the last minute that they were filming them, and I wanted to fit in as much as possible that I wouldn't see otherwise. I've just learned that this means they're both appearing on mixed bills filmed by NextUp, not getting their full shows streamed. That is very annoying. Though I replaced Sophie with Kiri Pritchard-McLean and Susie McCabe, both of whom were very, very good, and I replaced Huge with Natalie Palamides, which was an extremely cool experience, so I probably wouldn't change that now even if I could. Hopefully Huge Davies and Sophie Duker will end up filming their full shows another time anyway.

[r8tykearrays]

Sketch - Battle Cats x Tower of Saviors Collab

These days are CRAZY days. The world *ALMOST* ended in a solar eclipse (spoiler alert: it didn't, no big surprise, SUCK ON THAT, LOCAL MADMEN!), CRAZY stuff happening across the globe, and most importantly, today I read the news, and the datamines, and it is happening: Tower of Saviors x Battle Cats. It is a thing. Two of my favourite games finally came together.

If you don't know what is 'Tower of Saviors' (I'll just call it ToS from here onwards), it is a puzzle game made by some fantastic fellas over in Hong Kong. Although started life as a game pretty similar to Puzzle & Dragons (to give you an idea, here is P&D's Super Mario edition, and this is my ToS gameplay, similar, eh?), it eventually became its own thing throughout this past decade (and even had a bunch of collabs, including JoJo's Bizarre Adventure). And I am just more than glad that my favourite game got some more international recognition (if you are wondering, this game is popular in HK/TW… and that's pretty much it). And what's better to celebrate this with a sketch! My limited drawing skills? Doesn't matter. As long as I'm happy with it.

Of course, current datamines suggested the only Uber is Daji (she is GOATed in ToS, especially this version of her), and not sure how many more characters will make it to the first wave of the collab (and also, RIP my old Battle Cats account. Technical issues means I have to start over AGAIN). But that does not stop me from drawing other characters from ToS that MAY OR MAY NOT BE in the collab. Here is ToS's Shamash. With cat ears. And a basic Cat from BC. In MY chibi style.

Anyways, good day to be alive.

_______Copyright section_______

History Marker - Shamash ------ Mad Head Limited

Basic Cat ------ PONOS Corporation

[maiji]

fight / flight part 3 thumbnails and page sketches

This is the behind the scenes work-in-progress overview for fight / flight part 3!

I feel like I’ve exhausted my current level of ability to compose and draw fight sequences. It was a struggle, to say the least! But it was also a lot of fun and deeply satisfying when I figured out how to get (something close to) the effect I wanted to achieve. I started the thumbnails and page sketches in early August and worked on it intermittently, with a chunk of about a week or two where I got most of the pages inked (on the computer). Then it was more intermittent progress until this past weekend when I finally powered through the rest!

All sketches of the pages are below the cut, spoilers for Part 3 progress.

With regards to the thumbnails versus the final pages:

I learned from last time and did my thumbnails bigger (2x2 instead of 3x3 a page) so that I can better compose the sequences and tell what the heck is going on.

You can see I actually started the first page as Hokushin stretching his arms out to grab for both swords. At some point I decided to then squeeze another page in before that one, giving a bit of a pause for Hokushin to collect himself before he charges at Otake. The goal was to build up that scene a bit more. The text on page 16’s thumbnail reads “slowly getting up first?” and I think we lost the sense of that in the page by itself, but the reader can (hopefully) make that connection in their brain when actually reading from Part 2 to Part 3 without a break). The important thing is that still maintains the pause, so. 

Page 18, the head-on charging page. I was already thinking about this moment back in 2021 - it’s the test panel here of Hokushin crying with rage/despair as he attacks Otake. It seems like a no brainer now that this section is done, but when I first started scripting/thumbnailing, I actually wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to work in the scene. But I did it! It’s just drawn from a slightly different angle and with more details only possible now that I’ve gone through this part of the story, which I think works better to convey the forward momentum.

Page 19 is pretty much exactly as I thumbnailed. I was very happy with this page and the dialogue! Also it was lots of facial closeups so that is always a joy/relief to draw, hahaha.

Page 20 also pretty much as I thumbnailed

Pages 21-23 were the most difficult and last pages I finished. This is mainly because I didn’t figure out the panelling on page 21 till the very end. That page was very tight, trying to pack in an eventful but short sequence of Otake getting more injured, dropping his sword, and doing some sort of attack that would land Hokushin on the ground. At the last second, when I was pretty much done inking everything else, I came up with the idea of basically smacking Hokushin across the head hard enough to flip him over - and snap his neck, if he weren’t a rokurokubi. (I always like to take advantage of opportunities in the story that highlight Hokushin's stretchy nature.) Then I had to redraw a batch of panels on the following page to make it better follow the motion. I still think it could use more work, but short of reworking a lot more - it is what it is, which is done!

Pages 24, 25 also pretty much the same. 

Other thoughts:

Continuity was a challenge. I kept forgetting what damage Hokushin and Otake had already sustained and had to keep going back to retouch pages. In fact, after I reposted to tumblr (which I usually do last, after waiting a day or so in case I catch more errors I want to fix before sharing it there), I then realized I had forgotten to draw all of Hokushin's upper arm injuries from Part 2, sighed and reopened the files to blob some more blood on him. I also realized some of his facial injuries/cuts are not technically rendered the same but at this point it really is a "probably only I would notice if I didn't say anything about it" so eh. May the record of this inconsistency serve to educate lol.

Had a bit of a hard time trying to get Tomoe Gozen to look on-model from how I drew her in Survive.

I am very grateful for splatter brushes. Splatter splatter wheee. There’s a fine balance of… finding the balance though, as I found sometimes the blood splatters got in the way of actually seeing and conveying the impact of the action. But between blood splatters and speed lines that helped a lot with creating a sense of action and FIGHT without having to draw every single blow.

I’m still not entirely happy with the finished pages. Currently the thing that’s still bothering me is Hokushin’s position on page 23, in terms of the angle he’s lying at and how far he is from Otake. At one point I debated even repositoning them so that Tomoe was stepping over Hokushin to block Otake, instead of standing in front of Hokushin. But I don’t want to redraw the rest of that page because getting Tomoe Gozen’s pose looking decently believable took me a lot of wrangling, haha.

Here are all of the page sketches - without the text.

[Image set follows, showing the rough sketch stage for all 10 pages in part 3 of fight / flight.] 

A few more things to note:

On the opening page, you can see that there is a panel of Hokushin taking a step towards Otake that I dropped. It seemed to interrupt/disrupt down the pace between this and the next page in a way I didn’t feel was effective.

On page 22, the angle of Hokushin crashing into Otake is a lot more extreme/exaggerated, but when I started inking it ended up looking a bit ridiculous, so I rotated them to a more conventional angle.

Here are the two panels for page 22 top left that I had finished and then decided to completely re draw after figuring out the progress of page 21. You can see Hokushin has landed on his back instead and dramatically coughs up some blood. (Then I was like, "Oh I made him do that in Part 2 already. Seems redundant.") His landing also didn't make sense anymore with the action/impact coming from the side in the previous page.

Phew! Part 4 will have a lot less people whacking each other with swords and a lot less Hokushin being flung around. Thankfully!

[24-hourpartypeople]

So here it is. Little premise but it's quite impressive how played together as a whole it really hits as a criticism of today's capitalism, even 30 years later. Anyway, the rankings:

1. Ernest Moss

Absolutely love the character, maybe my favourite non-Partridge one (apart from Steve playing himself) because I love the idea of subverting stand up by doing that a crowd wouldn't deem entertaining in real life. The episode is a little gem, not as dense with gags as some of the others, but consistent with the way Ernest conducts himself. I love how the sense of grandiosity he carries is depolyed in such a parochial context, and the obsession with minutiae and technicalities is one of my favourite traits of Steve's comedy. Also love the 50s/60s vibe and Felicity Montagu in her pre-Lynn era.

2. Gareth Cheeseman

This would probably be number 1, and it would've been a much more popular character, if it didn't have such a Partridge vibe. It's extremely funny throughout, nearly every joke lands and there's a lot of them, and Gareth's such a cunt you just enjoy his downfall. It works pretty well as a satire of certain environments as well, you could almost pass it down as a parody of today's marketing influencers. Remarkable how Steve manages to make his most unlikeable character so entertaining.

3. Natural Born Quizzers

It's rare for Steve to go downright dark, usually it's more awkward/uncomfortable than unhinged/bleak, so this is a welcome addition to the canon. I particularly love Steve and Patrick's chemistry here and the whole schtick about their particular choices with language sound VERY amusing to me. It combines black humour, surrealism and the inevitable dose of cringe very well.

4. Paul Calf

I love Paul Calf as a character, it could seem demeaning/patronising at first but there's a genuine warmth to both him and his sister Pauline, but I do think the Video Diary and Pauline's Wedding Diary are both funnier than this episode. The plot here is a bit messy, although its resolution adds to the fun and some of the jokes are brilliant. Also Paul starting the "Who the fuck are Man United?" on the cult's bus is one of those random, hidden moments in Steve's catalogue that just get me. And another little note, when Paul and Pauline appear together in the same shot, you do forget they're played by the same person, which I guess is a testament to the talent of that Middleton fella.

5. Mike Crystal/Clint Stallone

Absolutely fucking mad, albeit with less energy than the others. Mike himself is not that interesting as a character (he CAN sing though) but the whole duality thing as a concept vs how ridiculously it's orchestrated and played out is what makes the episode. The scene where he pretends to argue with Clint is a cringe masterclass. Favourite random moment when he gets the spoiler about Carlos the Jackal (which according to the DVD commentary is/was one of Steve's absurdly partridgesque obsessions, just felt I had to add this).

6. Tim Fleck The Curator

Not as funny as the Pool Attendant sketch, from which it clearly takes its inspiration, but again I like how it wanders more into weird/bleak territory. Not many laugh out louds moments, and although none of these obviously has a particularly original plot, this does feel a bit too linear. But Steve plays the assertive to disturbed to deranged vibe very well and that keeps you interested till the end. Also Tim was kinda right.

Decided to rewatch Coogan's Run properly (last time I did while playing the commentary) so I can rank them, stay tuned

[crapitskizaru]

We Die Tomorrow. (Kid x Fem!Reader x Law x Drake)

Word Count: 9,3k

Warning: pure smut, power-play mention, foursome, mentions of death, bastard Law per usual. WANO SPOILERS.

A/N: i really....... went off with this one. i have no idea what came over me

The skull-shaped island loomed in the distance, veiled in shadows of the late night. A view unlike any other, of tiny patches of land sprouting from the dark surface of the ocean and the Onigashima island itself, was spread kilometers beneath your feet.

You could only see blurred lights and silhouettes of ships from the strategic cave far up in the mountains, the wind blew cold and merciless, making goosebumps appear all over your exposed skin.

"(Name)-ya," a smooth voice said behind your back. "Do you remember the floor plans enough to draw them?"

You stirred. The perspective of impending death hadn't deterred you from finding the view simply magnificent, but apparently, the three captains weren't quite as melancholic.

"Of course," you replied and strolled away from the entrance of the cave. It was situated in the middle of a cliff, its opening facing the Onigashima island that was to be raided tomorrow night by the alliance between the pirates and the samurai. It was warmer inside, but the air was stale and heavy and made you miss the fresh wind. "But I thought we have already gone through it?"

"Let's see it one more time," Law pressed on. He had changed into a disguise of a black harness that met in the middle of his chest in a steel ring and leather pants, inked muscles displayed, his hat discarded in the corner.

The other two captains were sporting the same outfit, just like you were - leather and straps. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that your life was to come to an end soon, you wouldn't be able to remain as calm in this situation, surrounded by sculpted male bodies, tattooed and scarred and framed with leather.

But not tonight.

"Fine," you said and leaned over a desk in the middle of the room. A stack of maps and blueprints had already awaited you there. "This is the Onigashima harbor that we can see from here. It elongates into stairs and eventually the entrance to the dome."

You were vaguely aware of two pairs of eyes watching every move of your pencil. The remaining eyes, red and with a dangerous spark in them, were currently bored into the ceiling. "The ground floor looks like this. A set of rooms here, with only one door and two windows-"

"Do the windows overlook the whole harbor? We could sneak a dozen men prior to the actual start of the raid, use them as an emergency backup," Drake spoke softly from a corner.

"We could... technically. But someone would have to take out the guards first, without alerting everyone else."

"I'll take care of it." Law raised his eyes at you, his face illuminated in yellow from an oil lamp hanging from the ceiling. Then he realized your silence was a question. "I'll shambles them to our ranks and we'll kill them quickly, they won't even realize what happened."

You nodded. "Good. So, in front of this set of rooms is the pleasure house-" Your voice wavered. "With three exits and at least a dozen small rooms facing the corridor. It's usually where Orochi spends his days... if he's not plotting on the highest floor, where-"

A fist banged on the table.

"I wish I could tear that creepy pervert apart with my bare hands," Kid growled. A shiver ran down your spine, and you weren't sure if it was from the anticipation of the raid or the bottomless fury gaping at you from those red eyes. "But I won't waste my time on him when there's Kaido to kill."

"One of the Strawhats could take care of him," Law agreed. "Or the samurai. Either way, he's not our concern."

You continued to sketch out the blueprints. Halfway through the first floor, you had lost Kid who claimed he'd already memorized everything and sprawled himself on a pile of mattresses stacked against a wall. The cave had nothing on the luxurious hotels of Sabaody Archipelago, or picture-postcard villas in Dresssora, but at least there was a place to sleep along with three men that could potentially serve as heated blankets.

"Eustass-ya," Law said with a warning in his tone. Leaning over the sketches with both arms spread on the table and the black leather taking up the dull light of the oil lamp, you had a hard time prying your eyes away from him. "Pay attention. There will be no room for mistakes once it all starts."

Kid groaned. "Oh, shut up. Stealth or no stealth, plan or no plan, we all die tomorrow anyway."

Drake, who was propped against a wall with arms crossed on his chest and had appeared deep in thought when you were speaking before, now snapped his head up. "Is that the way a captain should be talking? That's what you're going to tell your men later?"

"Better than to lie and give them false hope." Kid shrugged.

"We have (Name) with us," Drake insisted. "At least try and pretend to be a man."

You managed to notice Law rolling his eyes as if already knowing what was going to happen next before Kid jumped to his feet, red in the face.

"You want to talk to me about being a man? You, a traitor and a mole? Maybe you should tell (Name) how you would leave her to die and save your own skin the second things get real in there?"

That struck a nerve. Drake's sword was halfway out the scabbard as he confronted Kid. "I never betrayed anyone I considered my true ally. Sometimes a way to go can be different than simply mashing everything with fists and metal."

"Drake!" you called out. "Kid, come on! We shouldn't be fighting now. We're supposed to be an alliance, remember?"

Kid's gaze was seething with silent rage as he turned to look at you. His huge chest rose rapidly up and down. "I should have known better than to get involved in alliances."

"Just because you got betrayed once doesn't mean we will betray you as well. Don't you trust me?" You held his gaze. A swell of panic took hold of your chest. What if Kid bailed on you now? What if he decided to face the Onigashima island all by himself? He would be throwing his life away, but something told you that Kid had long stopped concerning himself with whether he lives or dies.

"I don't trust anyone." His voice cut like ice through the warm air.

"Can't you trust my rage?" You went around the table, ignoring Law's disapproving gaze, and stood in front of Kid. "You think I don't want to avenge myself, just like you do? All the years of my youth, wasted away on that island, serving monsters that I hated but had no strength to fight on my own! Now that you're all here, there's finally a chance to take those beasts down. And you can't just step away, Kid. I won't let you."

He raised an eyebrow. Other than that, he seemed unconcerned with your speech. "You... won't let me?"

Drake sighed somewhere on your left but you stood your ground. "That's right. You take down the Beast Pirates with me. Then you are free to go your own way."

Your hip had banged the corner of the table when you were forced to take a step back as Kid lunged, trapping you between his arms, placing them on either side of your body. His face got too close to yours. "Oh, I'll be free to go, you say? Will we get a banquet to celebrate our victory at the end? A souvenir from the Wano Country?" His eyes bore into you and you felt your legs shake. Surely, he could feel it too. "Don't you understand we are marching to our deaths?"

"Eustass-ya..." Law started from behind your back but Kid ignored him.

"When I take down Kaido... and Big Mom... you think I'll have any strength left in me to defend myself from all of that Beast's underlings? Who will defend me then? You? They'll swarm us and kill us as we're exhausted from the fights."

You swallowed audibly. "We have the Strawhats with us. And the samurai. And the whole country on our side."

"Those years spent in captivity really didn't do you any good." Kid's voice dropped to a mutter. "There are only so many of us against thousands of them. I'm fine with going down fighting. I'm not scared. But I don't want you to sleep tonight believing in your delusion that we have a future after tomorrow."

Your eyes were squeezed shut as you gulped down the muggy air. "Kid... I know all that. But I refuse to die until we take them down. If they fall, I don't care what happens next."

"Then we're on the same page." He finally let you go, leaving you with a racing heart and dizziness behind your eyes.

You realized the maps and blueprints on the table were all crumpled from how your fingers grasped and reached in anxiety. Your cheeks burned.

"Wow. What a show," Law mocked, watching Kid fall back on the mattresses and cover his eyes with his palm. "You must have been a theatre kid."

"Shut up," Kid muttered. "I'm going to sleep. You get on with your silly plans."

"If you had an ounce of intelligence in you-"

Law and Kid continued to bicker but their voices started to fade away in your ears. Your gaze traveled to the mouth of the cave and the dark sky outside. After Kid's words, the realization that this really could be the last night of your life washed over you, and your limbs went numb.

Every last bit of strength, every surge of energy, and every breath - you would give it all to take down the Beast Pirates. But what about the samurai, the allies, the good pirates that agreed to help free the Wano Country? None of them deserved to die a premature death.

And the three captains? Each of them unique in their own way, each of them with ambitions and plans and goals. Why did they have to die?

"Did he frighten you?" A soft voice murmured in your ear. "I should have stepped in."

Drake's electric blue eyes stood out even against the dim lighting. They looked exactly the same as a few weeks ago when you had seen them for the first time.

"No, I'm just... I... I don't want you to die," you whispered, careful not to let Law and Kid overhear, the two of them still snapping at each other. You wondered if Kaido himself could hear them all the way from Onigashima. "You rescued me from that island, and now we will be going back there to our deaths?"

Drake gave you that renowned smirk of his. "I knew I should have stepped in. That red dumbass knows how to put on a show and now you're doubting yourself. And me, on top of that."

You fiddled with a leather strap on his shoulder. It left a red mark on his skin when you shifted it, causing it to fall off at his side. "You... on top? I'd like that," you teased.

There was no telling where that had come from. Maybe the anxiety and the constant fear had finally worn you out. Maybe the stress in your body had raised to the maximum level and yearned to be let go by some form of stimulant. Or maybe you just wanted to enjoy yourself, to feel alive, on that last night of your life.

Drake frowned, a bit taken aback, and you cursed internally. One or two makeout sessions didn't exactly give you the right to call him your lover, certainly not anything more than that. You weren't even sure if the word 'friend' covered whatever your relationship was.

You didn't notice how much sweat your body was producing until Drake's arm looped around your exposed waist, the courtesy of your skimpy outfit following the 'less is more' rule. Suddenly you grew anxious, wishing for a shower. Drake didn't seem to mind, however, his own skin hot and clammy.

"So that's what you've been truly thinking about?" he spoke directly into your ear, the tone low. "Well, if it consoles you... I'd like that, too."

Your heart went back to the same frenzied beating that Kid had caused before, but with Drake it felt more natural. "That day when we kissed for the first time, we talked how we would go, um, all out," you stuttered out, "once this is over. But if what Kid said came true, we won't get another chance other than tonight."

"You're saying we should do it here? Now? On this table?" The raspiness in his voice came out, scattering your thoughts into panic. Your eyes shifted away from his, trying to escape, and landed on his chest with the 'X' inked in the middle. Where the two black lines met, there was a silver ring held by the leather straps, same as Law's.

You tried leaning against the table for support. What was it with pirates and leather and tattoos? First Law, then Drake. It was hard to look away, hard to hold back, hard to think.

"Uh, I don't... I don't know."

Drake smirked again, amused by your reaction. The worry that had creased his forehead before vanished. If humiliating yourself was all it took for this man to stop stressing, you were more than ready to sacrifice your dignity.

"Oi! You two are gonna start fucking or what?"

You peeked behind Drake and saw that Law and Kid had finally stopped their dick-measuring contest, with Kid gluing his eyes to where Drake's arm met your waist. Law sat beside him on the mattress, giving you a mildly curious look.

"Shut up, Kid!" you squealed, causing all three of them to laugh. At least Drake had the courtesy to try and mask it into a cough. "What are we even doing? We were supposed to go through the plan again." You pried yourself away from Drake's embrace, immediately missing it.

"Don't worry, (Name)-ya. We can leave him," Law pointed at Kid with annoyance, "out of it. If I can remember the plan, it might be enough."

"Fine with me," Kid concluded and turned to face the wall. "The plan will go to shit in the first minute anyway."

Law ignored him and approached the table. "Where were we?" He picked up the crumpled paper, smoothing it out and handing you the pencil. "First floor, if I recall correctly."

"Um, yes..." Your eyes took in all of him before they rested on his face. "Right."

The corners of Law's mouth twitched. "Well? Work that pencil. The night won't last forever."

Law was the one you couldn't quite get a grasp on. With Drake it was easier. Drake was gentle and usually composed, at least when he talked to you. He could also be quite driven by his goals, although you weren't quite sure what those were, yet. And Kid? Easy enough. Big. Loud. Scary. Better to watch your mouth around him. You were sure he had a good side to all that red anger, but so far there weren't many opportunities to uncover it.

Law... what was it with Law?

You had witnessed him using the 'scan' technique of his Devil Fruit once. Now, under his watchful gray eyes, you felt like you were being scanned yourself.

"(Name)," Drake called softly, making you flinch. "What's wrong?"

"You're right, Law. The night won't last forever." You put down the pencil. Law shot you a look that seemed to say: I just said that a second ago. What's wrong with you?

"After the night ends... we will get down from this cursed cave and reach the ships," you continued. "We regroup. Wait for the dark. And sail to Onigashima. Fight. Then die."

You felt Drake shift as he came up behind you. His mouth leaned over your shoulder and left a small peck; you barely felt it in the humid air. Law watched the two of you but it was like he couldn't see at all, his mind far away. Maybe he was thinking of his crew.

Neither of them denied your words, and that was all you needed to proceed.

"I don't know about you," your voice suddenly turned crystal clear, "but I'm not ready to die..."

"I'll do everything I can to protect you, but I can't-" Drake started but you interrupted him.

"...yet." And with that, you stood on your tiptoes and kissed him. Aware of Law's annoyed eye roll, aware of Kid pretending to sleep but in reality listening in. Your heartbeat sped up, the blood rushed in your veins. It felt like you were alive, truly.

Drake's arms rested on your waist as he gently pulled you back. His lips felt hot, almost feverish.

"(Name)... I know what we talked about earlier, but I don't think this is a good idea when-" He searched for words for a while, then gave up and gestured frantically at the staring Law.

"Don't you understand? There won't be anything after tomorrow. No future, no us. This is the last moment. And I want to... I want to have, uh... you." When the words finally got past your lips, you blushed like mad but you were content. The embarrassment, the stress. It wouldn't matter. Not in the long run.

"Seriously, (Name)-ya? I took you for the more responsible type. And I could hear everything you said, you know that?" Law complained but you only paid attention to Drake and the shade of blue in his eyes.

"I could hear it too," Kid called out from the mattresses without turning. "Sounded kinda hot if you ask me."

"So..." Drake frowned, his arms tightening around your waist. "You're saying... with them? Watching?"

"No, with them. Period."

Perhaps, out of all four of you in that cave, you were the one most surprised with your confidence. But how could you willingly march to your death without spending the last moments being as close as possible with those beautiful men? That sounded like a good way to go, when you thought about it.

"What about the plan?" Drake asked, but his tone was less reluctant and more eager. The change made you smile.

"Fuck the plan. Only Law gets any real use out of it, and we had already discussed it anyway. I don't want to waste any more of my time on it."

"Even hotter now. Nice." Kid laughed on the far end of the cave. Then he gestured to you and Drake. "You two go on."

You raised an eyebrow. Okay, so Kid was willing. That wasn't too hard to wrap your head around. The previous night, as you had already settled yourself with Drake on one mattress, with Law in the other corner, you all heard Kid push his pants down and start wanking without a care in the world. The man had no shame whatsoever.

"Oi, oi." Law made a time-out gesture. "What the hell are you even talking about? You want to have sex? Now?"

A sudden surge of fear grasped at your throat when you looked over at Law, then Kid behind his back. It was all fun to talk about when you were safely in Drake's arms, but what would happen once you move on to the other two? Could you handle Law if he wasn't as calm as he posed to be in bed? Wouldn't he overwhelm you? And Kid, with how rough he was, and unpredictable, could you handle him?

You bit your lip. There wouldn't be a better time to be overwhelmed and to test your capabilities.

"Yes, Law," you responded, then wiggled out of Drake's grasp and posed playfully. For once, you were thankful for the revealing outfit. "Don't you like what you see?"

Law snorted and leaned over the table. His arm muscles made you want to pounce on him without a second thought. He must have seen that scenario plastered all over your face because he smirked shamelessly. "You should be asking yourself, (Name)-ya. You think I didn't notice how you look at me?"

"Oh," you stammered, "uh... Oh. Fuck," you cursed at yourself but Drake's laughter immediately lifted your spirit.

"I can't believe you actually asked for this, (Name). But I like it. It's certainly better than to sit around and brood," Drake said.

Did you just discuss a foursome with three members of the infamous Worst Generation? Maybe the cave you were in was magical, a wishing cave. Either way, it didn't matter. The present moment was of all significance. If you were to wake up the next day and it turned out to be a wet fantasy, so be it. You were going to enjoy every second.

"Glad we agree." You praised yourself for keeping your voice casual. "But you have to give me a moment of privacy."

You threw your hair back to give yourself some much-needed confidence and strolled further inside the cave, grabbing the scarce cosmetics that you had thought to bring along. As it elongated into a tunnel, you felt pairs of eyes watching your every step. Soon, the three captains disappeared when you walked around a bend.

There, you let out a sigh. Was this really a good idea?

Oh, stop it, you scolded yourself. No turning back now. No second thoughts.

You brushed your teeth with the last bits of toothpaste and rinsed with stale water from a container. There were some wet wipes as well that you used to rub away the sweat from your face and the back of your neck. Immediately, the freshing-up had caused your confidence to rise.

You could handle those idiots.

When you thought of how Drake could make you feel, how he would use his mouth and fingers on you... Your abdomen tightened, your heart rate accelerating. Then Law, with his gorgeous eyes and mesmerizing tattoos... And Kid who could surely last until sunrise... You shuddered in anticipation. Yes, this was definitely a good idea. You tried your best to reign in your thoughts and not let them wander to what was going to happen after the sunrise.

"Having second thoughts?" Drake's voice made you jump in surprise. You hadn't noticed him approach in the dark tunnel. "It's fine if you are."

"No. I was just, um, preparing."

His arms enveloped you, and once again you found it hard to breathe, even though the air in the tunnel was less humid than in the main cave.

"Do you want to stop this madness?" Drake murmured in your ear, smiling.

"Definitely not." You pressed yourself against him. "Doesn't it make you feel alive? The adrenaline?"

"It does. I'm almost... grateful."

"Almost?"

"I might change my mind about this once I see Trafalgar naked."

You laughed and pulled him in a shallow kiss. "Or you could get even more eager. He's totally gorgeous."

Through the darkness, you could see him frown a bit. "But I think he doesn't indulge in intimacy very often."

"I think so, too. We can teach him a few tricks." Another kiss from him, and you found yourself having to reach for a wall for support under Drake's intensified affection. His tall posture made you drown in his embrace, his hands reaching for your thighs and chest, fumbling and rubbing. The lack of lighting made your sense of touch more perceptive until you let a shameless moan escape you and echo through the tunnel.

You flushed. You could already imagine Law's and Kid's comments on it.

Drake, on the other hand, seemed unconcerned, his lips caressing the corner of your mouth and dipping behind your ear.

"You think he's a virgin?" you asked, making Drake chuckle.

"As much as I would love to talk more about Trafalgar... I only wish to think about you now." He had to bend over to reach your breasts that were still bound with the leather outfit. "I guess we will find out soon, though."

"Yeah, okay, no more talking about Law." Your head reclined back against the wall as you fully gave in to Drake's touch. It felt so freeing.

"Can I be the one to undress you?" Drake asked from between your breasts, your hand reaching for his hair.

"Yes. And Drake," you started, feeling your abdomen tighten with thrill, "I want you to be the first one tonight. And the last one. Okay?"

He let out a low affirmative, fingers pulling off the straps of leather until he exposed your body completely. It was so right, so natural. Simply exhilarating.

Every bit of your sensitive areas was now available to him, and he made sure to take advantage of that. His tongue caressed your breasts, kissing and sucking on your erect nipples with a vulgar sound that only strengthened the yearning in between your legs, his burning breath vexed your skin and caused you to fidget with want.

He hooked your leg on his shoulder, dropping to his knees, blue eyes on you as he kissed you where you most wanted him; first on your clit, sucking lightly, then skimming lower to prod your entrance with his hot tongue. Your fingers scratched and grasped at his scalp as you turned into a moaning mess, now unperturbed with the fact that the other captains could surely hear you, probably along with Orochi and Kaido all the way down at the island.

"Drake... Oh, God, I love this... Please, don't stop," you begged, eyes shut and head thrown back. His hands clamped around your thighs and held you steadily as you trembled.

"Do you want me to make you come?" he asked from between your legs, his tone sultry and deep. Your imagination ran amok as you visualized his glistening lips, closing around you and sending you into an orgasm.

"Yes, Drake, darling." You felt him smile against your skin at the affectionate term. "Please, right now."

His name poured out of your lips as he pleasured you until the tightening in your stomach couldn't take it anymore and eventually washed over your legs and belly, the cold bliss leaving your pussy throbbing. A few drops of your wetness ran down your inner thigh when Drake released you from his grip.

"Give me... a second," you panted and wobbled back for the wet wipes, cleaning yourself up, your heat still sensitive from the orgasm.

"Do you want to go back there?" he asked, arms looping around your from behind. You could faintly feel his hard cock on your butt through his leather pants. "I mean... you're not tired yet?"

You smiled, letting yourself fall back into his hug. "Not yet. I can take a bit more than one orgasm, Drake. Why? Are you going to be jealous now?"

"No. I'm just asking."

His tone made you laugh out loud. "Let's get back. They must be getting pretty bored now."

But his grip still hadn't relented, his head nuzzled in the crook of your neck. "(Name)... You don't have to go with us tomorrow. Stay here, where it's safe."

"Thank you for offering, but you know I can't do that. How could I let you go, knowing that you won't come back? Don't be silly. Let's just," you hummed and relished in his embrace, breathing in his scent, "enjoy ourselves tonight."

He muttered under his breath but eventually released you.

"Could you take care of Law for me? Just for a while," you added when he choked on his saliva. "Because I know Kid will have a lot to say when we go back. I want to shut him up."

"What do you mean by take care of him?"

"Oh, don't tell me you've never thought about him that way. Everyone swoons over that guy."

Drake hesitated. He may have blushed as well, but you couldn't be sure. "He and I... We do go way back."

"See? Find some common topics. Ask him about his favorite color and stuff." You didn't know where you were drawing your confidence from, but it sure did feel liberating. You strolled back naked into the main area without an ounce of fear.

And stopped right in your tracks as if you had slammed into a cement wall.

Law and Kid were entangled on the mattresses, making out in such an obscene way you fought the instinct to avert your eyes. It was hard to tell where one body started and the other ended, their muscles rippling and merging into one.

"Holy shit..." Drake halted beside you. His mouth hung open.

"They, um, they look good," you spluttered out.

"You still think he's a virgin?" Drake asked, eyeing the particular way in which Law grasped Kid's bicep and dug his nails into the pale skin, making Kid groan into the kiss. Law's leg was draped over Kid's lap, leather rubbing, steel clinking, the inked chest contrasting against the milky white.

You didn't know how it was possible to be so rough and so affectionate to each other at the same time, but they were pulling it off right before your eyes.

Eventually, Law ended the show. "Seems like we have an audience, Eustass-ya," he regarded and pushed Kid off of himself with firm hands on his torso.

"Oi, Trafalgar." Kid sounded slightly winded as he lay sprawled, his hair tousled and makeup smudged. Some of the straps had fallen off his shoulders. "I sure as hell ain't done yet."

"Good. Because I'm not done with you, either." Law didn't look back at him as he approached you, sweeping you with an up-and-down. "Well, (Name)-ya? Who will it be now?"

Unlike Kid, Law looked more put-together, his black hair only slightly disheveled, a few red lines sprouting between his tattoos, lips tinted red. Only his pupils, blown wide, betrayed his lust.

You raised an eyebrow. This Law was so clashing with the Law you knew - the one slumped over piles of papers, the cold tactician, the mastermind behind brilliant plans. So who was it? The calculating doctor, or the god of sex? Perhaps you would never have a chance to know.

The thought that first told you to restrain from a fantasy got disregarded by other, wilder thoughts - so without thinking any further, you made the fantasy come true and took a step forward, diving into Law's arms and right for his lips.

You heard Drake take in a breath behind you, but you were too lost in bliss to pay it any mind. Law held you tightly, your breasts pressing up against his chest, your fingers encountering the leather straps as you tried to rake them across his shoulders.

"Me?" he asked, voice low, gray eyes taking you in.

It was tempting to agree, but you forced yourself away from him. "Later." You smiled, taking his hand and guiding him towards Drake. "Is it alright?"

Your question was for them both, but you kept your gaze on Drake.

"Trafalgar, I just want you to know that if it wasn't the last night of my life, I wouldn't-"

"Don't think, Drake. Just act. Let yourself feel good." You gave him a wink. "This is the time for it."

As you were turning around, you saw Law give an appreciative nod to the other man, and a familiar smirk rose on Drake's face. You wanted to marvel at their beauty longer, but a voice made your spine tingle.

"Oi. You think I'm going to just hold my cock for the whole night, watching yall?"

Kid certainly made himself comfortable. His legs were spread - pants already lost - leaving only the black harness that clashed with his white chest. He was stroking his erection, jerking at the tip, and his eyes were on you. Not your face, but your breasts, then going lower to glare at your thighs and between them.

"Come here," he told you, and your legs listened before you had a chance to think.

Your eyes strayed from his face to his cock. It was impossible to decide whether to suck on it until he fell apart underneath you and begged for your lips, or to sit on it and dominate him. Perhaps both.

But he made the decision for you.

"That's right," Kid teased lowly, "you like my cock, huh?" He made a point of swirling his fingers around the tip, then going back to stroke the whole length. "Make me feel good. Kneel."

Your body tensed. This time, you managed to refrain from following his order right away and started climbing onto the mattress instead. Your inner thighs chafed, causing you to feel the wetness between your legs.

"At the end of this night," you said, straddling his lap, "you will be the one kneeling."

Surprise mixed with desire shone in Kid's eyes as he regarded you. One of his hands started to touch you, first to fondle your breast and then down low to reach your pussy and tease it. You mewled, making him smirk, and finally he rested his hand on your buttcheek.

Your heart almost jumped from your ribcage when you realized how vulnerable you made yourself before this man. His pearly skin felt so soft under your fingers when you struggled to get comfortable on top of him, grabbing onto his arms for support, clenching your thighs around his waist. It felt natural to lean in for a kiss, but you didn't want to give in quite yet. He'd have taken it for granted then, your attraction to him.

You stared into his red eyes just to show him you weren't afraid.

"So what? You want to dominate me? You want to feel in control?" he asked and shifted on purpose, almost causing you to fall off but you managed to dig your nails into his shoulders. "Good luck to you."

"I don't need it," you sang quietly, holding his gaze. "Kid... This isn't some powerplay fantasy for me. I just want to pleasure you, but in my own way. We don't have to fight."

Suddenly he leaned in and nuzzled your neck, then bit your skin where it was sensitive. You yelped but held your place.

"Oh, we most definitely have to fight," he rasped, now grasping your body in both of his arms, his cock left erect on his abdomen. He felt so heavy around you, you struggled to remain on top. Your thighs trembled from effort. "That's what's hot."

Could he hear how wild your heart was beating? Did he know he made adrenaline rush into your veins with every single touch? And when his lips closed and kissed your skin, you wanted to moan just from that sensation.

Your hand reached for his cock, wanting to stick it inside you already, but he seized your wrist.

"Not yet," he said. "I want you dripping first."

"I'm already dripping," you complained loudly. "Come on, Kid! We don't have all night."

He smirked at you, resuming the pace of his hands on your body. He pinched and squeezed, causing your heart to skip a beat, he rubbed your breasts and inner thighs. You could feel how wet you were already, but it still wasn't enough for him.

With each passing moment, your patience was wearing thin. You were the one who was supposed to dominate him, and yet you were all flushed from just his touch, whereas he had barely broken a sweat. His tousled look was only caused by Law, for now.

"Eustass-ya," Law said from somewhere behind your back. You wanted to turn around and peek, but Kid held you in place firmly. "Don't be a jerk. Fuck her if she asks you." Law's voice was calm, but there was an audible strain to it like he was only reigning himself in. "Don't worry, (Name)-ya, I'll come and help you in a second."

"You think you two can handle me, Trafalgar?" Kid asked. "Look at her. She's already begging for me. And you will beg, too."

A loud groan echoed around the cave. Your abdomen tightened in excitement.

"Drake?" you asked, trying to push Kid away and look, but he was too strong. "Kid, let me see!"

"Trust me, baby, you would have cummed on the spot if you could see what I'm seeing right now."

"I hate you," you huffed, falling on his chest in defeat.

"How am I going to live with that?"

His self-satisfied smirk was driving you up the wall, and the fact that he seemed so cool and unbothered while you were practically soaking wet before him made the adrenaline in your veins turn into pure anger.

Your lips shot forward, claiming his as roughly as possible. He grunted with appreciation, but you paid it no attention. You joined your hands together at the nape of his neck, your fingers scratching and teasing his scalp until he winced in pleasure.

"There you go," he breathed against your lips. "Fight back."

Your breasts rubbed against his chest. The steel ring in the middle was cold when it met your nipple, and it made you flinch.

"I'm not fighting you, you idiot," you growled. Your hand leaving his neck to reach his cock, grasping it tightly and stroking up and down. "I just want us to feel good."

His hips stuttered forward as he leaned into your touch. He missed a breath and you smiled triumphantly.

This time he didn't protest when you attempted to mount him, too busy devouring your lips in a fiery kiss. You moaned into his mouth when his cock slipped so easily inside you.

"See?" you panted out. "I'm so wet for you."

He smiled, helping you find your pace with a hand under your thigh. "Come on, then. Fuck me."

You squeezed your eyes shut as you elevated yourself on him, then plunged straight down. His length filled every inch, stretched and poked your walls and caused you to call out in pleasure every time.

Your worries and anxiety long forgotten, you had immersed yourself into the bliss and let go. His lips claiming yours, muffling the sounds of your delight, then already moving to suck on the crook of your neck, his strong hands aiding you in grinding on his cock.

He had moaned out your name, quietly and so that only you could hear it, and your chest swelled up with pride.

And so you already knew how Eustass Kid was in bed. First teasing, wanting to see your lust for him, then receding into the act like a tamed lion so that you were free to guide him. Perhaps, if you had more time, you could have gotten to know this man better...

"Faster, baby," he said, the soft words meant only for you. "Go faster on me."

His cock throbbed inside. If you hadn't bitten your lip until it bled, the whole land of Wano would be able to hear you screaming his name.

"Kid-" Your throat closed, legs weak and head dizzy, as you finally found a steady pace on him. Your hands were shaking when they tangled in the red hair, pulling and grasping for support. "I love your cock, you know that?"

"I heard that one before," he hummed, burying his face in your breasts. "But you can say it again."

Right there, seeing him coming apart underneath you, a warm feeling spread over your chest. And it wasn't only because Kid had been sucking and caressing your boobs for the past few minutes.

You wanted to shield him from every enemy. You wanted him to stay there, with you, as you held him and pleasured him, seeing only delight in his face. Who would have thought you would ever feel so protective of him?

"Did you hear it from Law?" you teased, leaning in. You were already out of breath, struggling to both ride him and talk at the same time.

He stirred. But there was no answer. The adrenaline coursing through your body had seemingly frozen over, the blissful cold spreading along your thighs and abdomen as you struggled to keep up the pace, adamant on bringing yourself to your climax.

"Did it feel good? When he kissed you before?" you panted. "I bet it did."

"You will get your turn with him."

"So will you, I imagine."

Your words made him blush, only faintly, but you noticed it.

"Shut up and cum already," Kid said, bringing his hips upward to meet the underside of your thighs. His lipstick was smeared from the way you kissed him, hungry and impatient, his hands now clamping around your waist. A droplet of sweat pooled on the nape of your neck, and you felt it travel down along your spine.

You threw your head back, unable to stop yourself from voicing your pleasure when his cock filled you so well, the friction against your entrance making your abdomen flex and then turn rigid from the impending climax. "Oh, Kid!"

"(Name)-ya, you're still going?"

Your head snapped up to see Law, licking his fingers clean, with Drake looking utterly spent behind him. The sight of them - muscled and naked - caused you to tighten around Kid.

"Don't mind them," Kid breathed and turned your head towards him. "Look at me."

And so you did until his cock took you over the edge, your muscles spasming and mouth spilling his name without your permission. Your vision turned hazy and you only had the strength to hold on to him for dear life as he pounded into you still, eager to catch his own release.

You tried not to pay attention to the fact that you were being so closely watched by not only Drake, but Law of all people. Your cheeks burned in embarrassment, and you hid your face into Kid's neck. He only chuckled, his pace stuttering.

Your soft mewl made him kiss the shell of your ear. And then he moved his palm from your waist to the back of your head, concealing you more.

His cock slipped in and out of you, the slicky sounds filling the room until he eventually reached his limit and pushed inside one last time, his hips shooting upward and his cum filling you as he groaned right into your ear.

Law drew a sharp breath somewhere behind you.

You fell right into Kid's chest, your breath ragged and your body covered in sweat, saliva and semen.

"Sorry, Trafalgar," Kid huffed, although he didn't sound sorry at all. "I don't think you can hit it now."

An alarm went off in your tired brain. Was that it? Did Kid only tease you and wear you out to get back at Law? You squinted your eyes at Kid. But no, he was holding you with a slight tint on his cheeks, his hair in disarray and a small smirk on his lips. Seeing your gaze, he brushed a stray wisp of hair out of your face. "Don't worry, (Name). I didn't fuck you out of spite, if that's what's on your mind. And I sure as hell loved that you let me cum inside."

This time it was Drake who groaned quietly, the man sounding both turned-on and sullen.

Kid is enjoying this, you thought. Something dripped down your thigh, and you weren't sure if it was cum or your own wetness.

"Fuck off, Eustass-ya. My turn."

You regarded Law for a second, your cheek still pressed against Kid's chest. Law didn't seem much different from before, only his hair was now as wild as Kid's and a droplet of white hid in the corner of his lip but he licked it away. It made you wonder what he and Drake did when you couldn't look.

His gray eyes studied you expectantly, flicking down to your breasts for a second, and shooting back up again. Following the lines of his tattoos, you traveled from the pointy end of the heart all the way down towards his cock as he held it in his palm.

Feeling how spent you were, you didn't know if you could handle Law. You needed an ally in this, someone as swooned over Law as you were, or maybe even more.

You squeezed Kid's shoulder.

"I'm not going anywhere," Kid mumbled to you, then turned to Law. "I told you, Trafalgar. I ain't done yet."

Oh, you could get behind this. Mustering up your energy, you shifted to kneel in between Kid's legs as you kissed his semi-hard length and wiggled your butt, hoping Law would catch a hint.

And so he did. With Kid's muscled chest in front of you, you felt Law position himself behind you, his thighs connecting with the underside of yours. His cock was hard when he rubbed it in and out against your entrance. He must have held back his orgasm when he was with Drake.

Drake himself chose to recline back, the mattress dipping under his weight. "I'll stay out of this one," he said, meeting your eyes. "You look good like this, (Name)."

You smiled against Kid's cock, dotting it with kisses. "Law, what did you do to him?"

Law only chuckled behind you. He brought your thighs closer together so that there was more friction for him as he prodded against your inner thighs but not yet entering, your previous wetness acting as a perfect lube. "He'll be fine. You should be worrying about yourself."

A slow lick to the tip. A swirl of your tongue around it. Then taking half of it into your mouth and sucking lightly. Then repeating. You set that pace for yourself, trying to breathe through your nose and maintaining your sanity with Law's ministrations on your behind and Kid's occasional grunts and breaths of pleasure. You weren't aiming to make Kid cum again, you only wanted to prolong the pleasure for him.

Eventually, you couldn't take the teasing anymore. You released your mouth to speak. "Law! For God's sake, will you stick it in already?"

"Will you be able to cum?" Law asked, his voice somehow collected despite his painful hardness.

"I don't know. Doesn't matter. I just want to feel you."

"You heard her, Trafalgar. Go on," Kid backed you up. His hand cupped your cheek and guided you back to his cock. A part of you wondered whether he wanted to see you getting railed while sucking him dry or to see Law at his most vulnerable as well as his sexiest. Maybe both.

Your belly spasmed with excitement when Law eventually pressed himself against you, his warm hands kneading your waist as he pulled you back onto his dick, filling you slowly. You restrained yourself from moaning with Kid's cock still in your mouth.

Your legs shook even more than before. Law must have noticed because he guided you to rest on his thighs, the whole weight on him. His pace was steady and you were almost able to handle it, but then you felt one of his hands on your clit as it traced fast circles, his touch causing pleasure to spike up again. You were glad you couldn't see him or you would have reached your climax right there.

He must have been quite a sight because when you peeked up at Kid, you only saw how smitten he was. His eyes were on Law, emitting pure lust, his mouth parted and you knew it yearned for Law's lips.

Law was the perfect lover, you now had the first-hand proof. His cock prodded you exactly where you wished, his girth not too much and not too little. The speed in which he took it out of you and then shifted it back inside made you see stars and caused you to gasp out loud every other second, your breasts jolting. And the way in which he caressed your clit, aware exactly how to stimulate it - it was as if he'd known you and your body for years.

"Law..." you moaned, releasing Kid and struggling to keep yourself in place. "How the fuck are you so good?"

He only scoffed. "Save your breath, (Name)-ya."

Law knew, he must have known how amazing he was. For some reason that riled you up. Kid must have felt the same because he suddenly stood up, leaving you to lean yourself against the mattress. You watched him as he approached Law, stroking his cock.

And then he knelt beside him and kissed him in a kiss so searing, you felt it in your insides.

Law's hips jolted forward, pushing his cock deeper into you, but you only paid mind to them, not your pleasure.

You followed the movements of their lips, conjoined and bruised, the way Law's hands raked against Kid's chest and neck, causing the other male to stir and lean into the sensation, their chests mending together in a heap of leather straps and muscles and tattoos.

Law's cock still hadn't left you. You prepared to take him out yourself and give them an opportunity for some two-man action, but then you felt the mattress shift.

"(Name)..." Drake muttered, his hand stroking his cock. "As much as I would have liked it, I don't think we can beat them when it comes to visuals."

"Agreed." You raised an eyebrow. "I thought you wanted to stay out of this one?"

"How could I, when you look so beautiful?"

His abs twitched with every stroke of his hand along his length, his hair wild and sticking to his temples.

"What did Law do, before?" you asked, unable to contain the curiosity. "Does he have a beer-flavored cock or something?"

Drake flushed and shifted. "No. But he's really good with his mouth."

It was hard not to roll your eyes. Was there anything that guy wasn't good at?

"Well, then. I might not be as good as Law, but I can try." You licked your lips and eyed his cock. Drake came closer, allowing you to reach his tip and give it a kitten lick.

And that was when Law resumed his pace inside you. His cock throbbed, and you imagined how much self-restraint it must have taken in order not to let himself cum yet. Drake drew in a sharp breath. First you thought it was because of how you rubbed your tongue on the underside of his dick, but then you noticed his eyes were fixed behind you.

Kid was standing beside Law, grasping his hair and pushing his cock in and out of his mouth. The movements of Law's lips caused Kid to throw his head back and groan, eyes shut and back taut. Their chests heavied, glistening with sweat, and you moaned at the sight. How was Law handling both you and Kid at the same time? You barely made it out with Kid alone.

You could feel how close Law was, and you let yourself fall back to meet his thrusts to help him orgasm. Drake's cock was already hard in your mouth as you grazed it lightly with your tongue.

"Oh, fuck! Law!" Kid growled behind you, and a series of curses and groans that followed suggested that Kid had reached his peak. It was the first time you had heard him say Law's actual name.

You wished you had seen that moment, but you were too occupied with regarding how gorgeous Drake looked before you, vulnerable and on his own edge.

You felt a weight on your back, and suddenly there was Law speaking right into your ear, his pace picking up, his attention fully on you.

"(Name)-ya... Is this fine?" he asked with that low voice of his that was capable of driving anyone crazy.

Drake guided his cock away from your mouth and began stroking it wildly, eager for release.

"Gods, yes, Law!"

Law's hands took ahold of your breasts as he thrust into you, the hilt of his dick slamming against your sensitive skin and his hot breath tickling your ear. It was still too early for you to cum, but the sensations were far too good for you to care.

"Inside?" he rasped deliciously, his hips halting mid-thrust. Even then, he had the strength of mind to stop right at his edge.

"Yes, please," you breathed, and that was all the confirmation he needed to proceed, his cock throbbing one last time and finally releasing inside you, his weight doubling on your back as he lost control of himself for a split second, groaning against the crook of your neck in delight.

You stayed like that for a while, relishing in the pleasure, before he composed himself and looped his strong arms around your waist to support you.

There was no energy left in your body, not an ounce, but Law had caught on. He picked you up and settled you on the mattress right beside Drake.

"You did well, (Name)-ya. Need any help with that?" Law directed his question towards Drake and his still-hard cock in his hand.

Drake flushed but managed a smirk. "No, thank you."

You couldn't help but giggle at the exchange. Despite being covered in various bodily fluids, exhausted and aching to sleep, you wanted to help Drake come before you settled for the night - or the remaining of it.

Law only shrugged and walked over to where Kid was standing on the opposite end of the room, both of them dressing up.

"So," Drake started, "did you enjoy yourself?" His hand moved slowly along his shaft, his blue eyes on you.

"More than I imagined. I can't believe we thought Law was a virgin." You bit your lip. "But all of this made me wish to live even harder."

His kiss was as slow as the movements of his hand - lips connected, you attempted to push the negativity back out of your mind for at least a while more.

You let your hand rest on his, then guided it so that you were the one stroking him, your thumb rubbing on his tip and causing him to breathe deeper.

"Will you come for me?" you asked, picking up the speed.

He only nodded, his jawbone taut and lips pressed together. "Please," he stuttered out, "darling, if you let me."

And so you did, your hand swirling and rubbing all of him until his whole body flexed underneath you and he thrust forward into your palm, his release coating your fingers and dripping on the mattress, his moan ringing around the room and causing Kid and Law to look up.

"There we go," Kid teased. "Finally."

"Don't mind him," you whispered into Drake's ear and wrapped your arms around his neck after making a point of licking your hand clean of his release.

Suddenly you were picked up in his arms. The stale air of the cave changed into the fresh wind as Drake sat against the wall right by the entrance. The night was still around you, Onigashima flickering beneath your feet.

The air made you shiver, but Drake only pulled you closer into his embrace. His skin was hot despite him being as naked as you and he heated you up in no time.

You stared at the skull-shaped island and the tiny lights around it. All your previous worries had come flooding back. When you were with the three captains before, surrounded by their strong bodies, you had never felt safer. You knew they could shield you from any harm and enemy.

But tomorrow, when they would be swarmed by the masses and the Beast himself...

You buried your face in Drake's neck. His hand immediately flew to stroke your hair.

"I know... I'm thinking about it, too," he said, his voice somber. "I'm only hoping I'll be strong enough to protect you."

The wind howled. You had said nothing as you both stared off at the island of Onigashima.

[apompkwrites]

IVE GOT YUU HCS

(this isn’t for the black sheep au but rather for yuu in canon twst)

also, a warning: MASSIVE SPOILER WARNING, this mentions scars/past injuries, technically child neglect? since crowley makes yuu do all the odd jobs yk (and what happened chap. 4)

first of all, yuu DEF has scars from the ob fights. like, you know how riddle attacks with a rosebush in some of his moves? some of their scars are from the rose thorns, claw marks from leonas OB, ect.

second of all, what if they just.. snapped. like, crowley makes them do another job and they just EXPLODE. here’s a little snippet of how i think it would go

C: so, prefect, would you mind *some rlly dangerous and tedious task* for me?

Y: …

C: prefect?

Y: no.

C: ..pardon me?

Y: I SAID NO. IM SICK OF THIS, OF YOU PUTTING ME IN DANGEROUS SITUATIONS. DO YOU REALIZE IM ONLY HUMAN? A MAGICLESS, REGULAR HUMAN? AND HERE YOU ARE, LEAVING ME TO DEAL WITH OVERBLOTS AND JOBS THAT ADULTS SHOULD BE HANDLING.

a song i think would match this event is “IVE HAD ENOUGH” by melina kb, especially these parts

“cause you miss the way i let you walk all over me, broke every bone in my back”

“so you wanna reminisce things? well dont come ‘round here with that. if we review through your phone excuses, i bet it wont change the past.”

“dont you apologize, i know you dont mean it. i quit!”

“so youre claiming youre a martyr? like i dont have a clue? too bad im smarter, be discreets a starter, im staring right at the proof.”

“closed for forever, im done with shutting up, ive learned a lot better. listen!”

“if youre so mature now, then i think its time to grow up! admit you did it. we all know you did it. and yet you still gaslight me up!”

-🌌 anon

uWAAA OKAY OKAY MORE INSPO

yes yes i love the idea of stylizing characters w/ scars and beauty marks and stuff, only if they are in line with the lore!! so yes i feel like yuu would def have scars from overblot. and maybe some permanent skin staining from ink??

and i love fics that have a character finally breaking so i love the idea of yuu just snapping at crowley :OO

(sketchs utc bc of slight spoilers for overblot characters)

[alexs-arcade]

You asked for Eddie requests and I am so very gay and in love with that man so-

Himbo reader that is a senior (probably not for the first time) on the wrestling team who everybody knows is gay but nobody says anything because he's intimidating. Maybe they're paired up for a project or something and the reader is just a heart-eyes mf the whole time.

Or

Artsy (trad)goth weirdo reader who everybody at school is scared of but Eddie sees them feeding/talking to birds at his bench (or baby-talking with a stray cat somewhere) and figures that they're actually a softie.

Awwww i love both of these!!! Im gonna do the Artsy goth It sounds so heart warming and adorable.

CW: fluffy shit that makes you feel all giddy inside :))

No spoilers involved!!!!

It was half-way through fourth period when Eddie got bored of the dumb lecture, he has heard many times before, when he decided to skip. Quickly with the teacher's eyes were on the board did he slip out of the classroom with his stuff and dashing out the school. Deciding that after he put his stuff in his van he would head out to his spot in the woods.

You were sitting on the picnic bench out in the middle of the woods far from the school. You were sketching the surprisingly nice raccoon in front of you. Technically you should be in the art room, but the teacher honestly couldn't care less where you were. Reaching out to pet it, the raccoon was first startled by you quick movements and spikes hanging from your wrists. It soon settled and let you touch them. You let out a huff of relief and smiled giving it light strokes on their head.

Eddie had saw from a distance that you were sat on the bench as he tried to quietly maneuver himself through the trees. He wasn't so surprised to see you, honestly, he thought you were there for a drug deal. thinking back to himself he never remembered having a scheduled "appointment" with you. What shocked him was your aura, to say the least your hardcore devotion to being goth scared everyone, but your face wasn't wearing your usual RBF that was only more extenuated with your heavy eyeshadow. You were smiling and... talking to a raccoon?

The man wasn't really afraid of you he honestly admired you. I mean how could he not you were crowned the freak of all freaks at school. It was when you both first got into high school when you were caught sketching a character that resembled Satan. You didn't try to fit anywhere not even with him and the other so-called freaks.

"I don't see why people are afraid of animals like you. You aren't so vicious are you, little guy." You coo at the animal that snuggles into your and gently gnawing at your fingers. Your soft voice in stark contrast to how you look.

As Eddie drew closer a twig snapped cause your movements to cease and the raccoon to run realizing Eddie was there. You sigh knowing you've been caught out of your facade of "evil" and "brooding". Quickly you reach for your stuff to collect it when Eddie finally speaks up.

"Sorry I didn't mean to intrude on you. I just usually come here when I'm skipping. You don't have to leave." He speaks with a small skittish smile on his face. He may have not been afraid, but he was still nervous as he realized his "admiration" of you was a crush. Something about seeing your soft side even when on accident it lit a flame in him causing his heart to race.

You slowly nod putting your stuff down and relaxing noticing that you were going to be fine around him. Eddie walks around to the other side of the table and sits down flashing you a bigger smile. An idea popped into your head when you saw him smile.

"Could I draw you?" You mumbled out in a soft tone hoping Eddie wouldn't be weirded out.

His head snapped up to meet your eyes a slight blush covering his face. No one has ever asked to draw him, mainly because he isn't the most liked person ever, but it was just new. Smile never faltering as he nodded. You pulled your sketch book out in front of you again flipping to a new page kind of embarrassed you were just sketching a raccoon. The sounds of your pencil sliding all across the paper filled the silence perfectly.

Eddie took the time to look at you now that he is closer to you than any other human being has been. Your teeth gnawing at your bottom lip as you concentrate only every looking up when you need to. The make-up that covers your eyes is far more detailed when looked at closer from the different shades of blacks and grays to the design.

While you were drawing him, he was painting portrait of you in his head. Your soft expression and vulnerability in that moment would forever be in his brain.

"So, is the goth thing a front or do you truly like dressing like this?" He asks to break the silence. He was genuinely curious. You seemed so soft in this moment it was hard to believe that your style wasn't just a front.

Your face morphed into shock as no one has ever questioned your style, only ridiculed it. You knew Eddie might be the only person who you could ever tell who you truly are.

"Y'know I could ask the same of you the same thing, but since you asked..." you sigh slightly "No it's not a 'ploy' I dress goth 'cause I feel great in it and my personality outside school just happens to oddly contradict with it." I explain

Eddie smiles and leans over the table grabbing the hand that was unconsciously fidgeting nails clawing at the table. You look up at him studying his face trying to read him. His doe-eyes hold so much behind them with his wolfish smile to cover the secrets that lie behind his face.

"Thought so, it's just you seem to resent everyone in school and on the off chance I see you out and about you still do. Then I see you here and you, Y/n, the 'mean and scary' goth of Hawkins...is a softie who enjoys art." He explains coming to a conclusion about you, something he has tried to do since you said "no" to joining the other outcast.

The smile on his face widens once you avert your gaze to the open sketch book page filled with art of his 'Hellfire Club' shirt, sketches of Eddie's side profile, and sketches of his eyes. The heat rushes to your face as you want to erode away to avoid the man that sits across from you. quickly you shove the sketch book into your lap completely out of view from Eddie.

"No need to embarrassed. I'm flattered that the outcast of all outcasts decided to draw me." he giggled as he got up to sit next to you instead of a crossed from.

"Do you think we could start meeting like this?" You ask making Eddie look surprised. He honestly thought you were annoyed with him and only talking to entertain him.

"Uh, Yea...yea I'd like that. Your pretty cool y/n, so I guess I'll continue gracing you with my presence." Eddie slightly jokes pulling a laugh from you.

"Yeah, right I think it's the other way around, sweetheart." You joke back opening up more.

Eddie's face now dusted with blush. As he went to reply, you could hear the faint sound of the school bell saying fifth period would soon start. Sighing you slowly pick yourself and grab your things stuffing them in your bag before turning to Eddie.

"Y'know, let's make the next meet up a date. Saturday night at the arcade at eight o'clock." You say boldly and wink at him before walking off bag slung over one shoulder.

Eddie stares in awe as you disappear between the trees to head back to the school building. You may have been a softie, but you seemed to be more of a flirty tease than him. You didn't think he would actually show up at eight, but you would be proven wrong when he shows up with music blaring from his van and a smile you could see for miles.

"I know you said eight, but.... I have a few things to add to our agenda." Eddie says leaning on the side of his van never once taking his eyes of you.

This was a bit cheesy at the end but I'm pretty proud of this. I'm so sorry that I didn't get this out till now I got wrapped up with family things but voila!!!! -Author