#thanks for askin'!

[thescoutgaymer]

hello [:p/:)!!/o.o!/:D] [what's/what is] the MOST EXCITING [thing] [you've/you have] done RECENTLY?

Heya pal! Tha most excitin' thing I've done recently, hmm...

That'd probably be takin' down tha enemy Med an' managin' to run away without dyin'! Usually the Blu team doesn't like me killin' their Med lol

[inked-out-trees]

16, 17, a cheeky 28, and 49 for the ask game? Thanks :)

Also obligated to include 43 though you don’t have to answer bc I don’t think you do prompts

HELLO MY LOVE thank you for asking me things even though it's one and a half days after I said I'd be bored at work.

16. What's an AU you would love to read (or have read and loved)?

ohh i read and love so many aus it is so difficult to choose just one. some of my favourites include spies, ghost hunting, anything with magic, pacific rim (despite never having seen the movie lol), stories in which there Are alternate universes and characters get trapped in them. i could keep going but i'll stop there haha

17. What highly specific AU do you want to read or write even though you might be the only person to appreciate it?

I love writing things that draw from real life, partially because it adds ✨realism✨ and partially because it's fun to romanticise things that are happening in my life by turning them into fic in my head. (see: newsies band camp fic, newsies soulmates fic)

SO in that vein I would probably have an absolutely joyous time reading/writing a summer festival au, with tips to a bunch of the shenanigans I've gotten up to / been privy to over the past couple years. this may or may not include the romcom I dreamed up last year because our office (serious meetings) shared a wall with the city basketball team management (ping pong and beyonce). perhaps some bad roller coasters. camaraderie. breathless wonder. doesn't that sound alluring??? I can't get too excited otherwise I'll start writing it for real

28. Does anyone read your fics before you post them? If so, who?

welllllll if you're asking...

anyway I do have beta readers, three of them in fact! they are all some of the most incredible people I have had the fortune to meet through mischief, each incredibly talented and inimitably kind, and it brings me so much joy to get to hang out with them in chat every day. bean on!!

49. What are you currently working on? Share a few lines if you're up for it!

surpriiiise I am currently working on my supernatural detective agency au! it is called detective sagency in my files because I tried to make a joke about how they could use the same acronym. the cornley polytechnic detective 'sagency. it feels in character, like they would put it on their door like that. you know.

Trevor seems pleased to hear this. "That's what we do here," he says, and before Vanessa can interject with a slightly bewildered tell people which animal their initials look like? he adds, "Discover new things. You know." He waves a hand sort of willy-nilly. "Detectives."

+ 43. If you take/write prompts: what's your favourite prompt fic that you've written?

I love how you are obligated to anyway despite knowing the answer. In lieu of prompt fics etc, I will mention one of my favourite things that could have been a prompt but isn't - it was suggested in a private chats and expanded upon to a point where it basically became a little chatfic. It's an au of Lookout 3 (really inception-ing the AUs haha) in which Paul is not dead, the Penguin lands in Bethsbridge to wait out a storm and the crew embroil themselves in a cultish murder mystery, and Paul and John get to do the spiderman pointing meme at each other. I will probably never write it, so if you ever want a full elaboration / the entire sparknotes plot, I will be happy to oblige :)

[asknecronexmort]

What are your thoughts on women.

† Women are most excellent, and I am proud to be dating one of them! I respect trans women too, obviously. Nothin' else to it! †

[courier-6renity]

What’s your opinion on geckos 🦎 courier?

silly lil' guys! I knew a guy who tamed a couple once! I tried taming one of my own but that didn't work out so great. pretty good eatin'. the way they run is funny until you're getting mobbed by 'em

funnily enough, I know a fella wit' th' last name of Gecko, but, uh. I dunno where he ran off to. I hope he's alright, wish he could'a stayed and we'd've talked, but ehhhhhhhh, what can ya do.

[seafoamsol]

Hey, different post than usual, but this is just a PSA for people who may follow or have purchased anything from @/kagebros, or are looking to join any of the zines run by them @/allsparkzines. They have a history (and present) of tracing for profit.

I don’t think this one requires an overlay. It’s a trace of the yolopark bumblebee shockwave model kit promotional image, as a “sketch”.

Which they changed, once people noticed it! Changed most of it. They traced a different promotional image for the gun, which remained largely the same, even in the final piece (right).

Their matching Optimus Prime poster is a trace of the still from a [ Paramount promo video ], 36 seconds in.

There are several other examples that I can’t fit into this post without making it overly long, but if you have purchased or have been gifted anything from them, there is a chance it has been traced.

Regarding tracing as a tool:

Go hogwild! Trace all you want! Tracing is a very useful tool for learning shapes and forms, but like any other tool, it’s only useful if you use it correctly. The ultimate goal of tracing is to understand. It’s training wheels. Just don’t hide and lie about it, because as soon as you do, it becomes plagiarism.

Even within the finished versions of the Shockwave poster, it’s still clear where parts have been traced or copied without understanding. It’s a shame, because transformers as a franchise having so many toys makes it very easy to make references!

Here's an example of how I use them:

Luckily for me, the Cybertron toys and models are more or less exactly the same. I don't own the toys, so I have two images from a [ toy reviewer ] on top. Many angles to help me understand exactly what's happening. Granted, I could just ask my friend who does own the toy for him in the same pose, but tracing over that directly would make it too stiff and it wouldn't mesh with my style.

TL;DR: Kage traces, blindly and without disclosure, for profit.

[pampanope]

Matching Christmas sweaters for anyone? Red11, PeachTree, Graves and 7s?

Yep, got some sweaters I’ve been cooking since early December but couldn’t finish til now XD

Emile|RED belongs to @kings-out-of-pocket-hell ✨

HAPPY HOLIDAYS YALL

[bepoucorp]

(Me running on 2 hours of sleep asking this lol) Could you draw Batman and joker as WOMEN CMON MAN WOMEN 🪭🪭🪭🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥💥💥💥 (I love women)

little comic + some bonus stuff nothing would really change about them if im being real LOL

[14dayswithyou]

Hello hope you’re doing well!!

How does it feel to sleep with Ren/Redacted in one bed? I mean how would they cuddle and other stuff,do they sleep less hours then needed? How would they react if angel went to get some water in the middle of the night.

Thank you!!

ANSWERED: Cuddling/sleeping with both Ren and [REDACTED] have been answered here already!

Ren would be observant enough to pick up on Angel's night habits, so if they often went to get water, he'd probably already have a glass/bottle ready on their bedside table. If not, he's more than happy to get it himself. Very much golden retreiver energy!!

[uhohdad]

LET Titan FUCK reader with his COCK already!!!

sorry I'm ovulating

WARNING: 18+, NSFW, DEPICTIONS OF NON-CONSENSUAL SEX AND PHYSICAL ABUSE. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION AND TAKE CARE <3

⌜ KONIG X READER HUNGER GAMES AU ⌟

Konig gets cucked by our favorite career <3

i think i missed your ovulation bestie i’m sorry i hope you’re having a nice luteal phase <3

Titan brings his fingers to his lips, licking off the generous slick of your arousal sheening his knuckles. He hums, his eyes lulling as he pulls of his fingers with a pop.

“Tastes even sweeter than your blood, Nine.”

He laughs again, and turns to Konig, who’s still paralyzed in his spot in fear that if he moves - Titan will slice your throat with the knife he’s pressed to the bite marks on your neck.

“I bet that stings, huh Lover Boy? I got your girl wet without even trying. You ever got her this wet before?”

Titan gives a cruel laugh.

“Course not.”

He meets your eyes again. That sickening, sharp grin drooling over you is somehow more threatening than the cool steel of his knife against your throat.

“I bet he’s real gentle with you in the sack, eh?”

He leans in close, his eyes narrowing.

“You can act like you don’t want this, but I’ve got the proof now, don’t I Funny Girl?”

You suck in a sharp breath as Titan’s brute, rough hand slips past the waistband of your panties, going in for seconds.

Your thighs clench as his calloused palm presses against the soft flesh of your front, his fingers slipping between your lips and playing in your slick arousal. He smooths three firm fingers up and down the length of your slit.

Your teeth are grit and eyes pinched as he manhandles you, as he roughly massages his hand against you, stroking the entirety of your cunt. His movements are slow, but his fingers sink into your arousal like you’re something he owned - rough and possessive.

He gives a pleased hum, watching the unsteady rise and fall of your chest as your breaths get caught around fear and the stimulation of Titan’s boorish hands on you.

“You like this, Nine?”

He speaks in a seductive purr, his eyelashes fluttering in your direction.

“You like it when a man takes what he wants?”

You hold your breath, keeping your eyes pinched. You give as much of a head shake as you can manage without cutting yourself on Titan’s knife.

His voice jumps from low and soothing to harsh and booming without transition.

“Liar!”

You flinch at the volume of his voice, at the way the knife creases flesh, the way his fingers tighten around the entirety of your little cunt.

“I’m supposed to believe you when you’re this wet for me?”

Titan laughs, his voice once more smothered in honey. You let out a whimper in response, thighs tensing underneath him.

“You like it rough, Nine. You wanted me to do this. You wanted someone to come along and take what he wants.”

You let out a choked squeak, pinching your eyes shut. Trying to block out his words, trying to block out your body’s unfortunate response to him rubbing against your clit.

Titan laughs at the thick gasp and the way your eyes spring open as he slips a finger into your cunt. His eyes lull and he lets out a pleased hum as his fingers sink into you.

“So tight, Nine.”

He throws back his head in a laugh.

“You girls always pretend like you want a soft, sweet boy - but the truth is you all crave to be with a real man.”

He sneers and slips another finger into you and doesn’t hesitate to start roughly thrusting. His palms crash against your lips with each thrust of his thick fingers into your cunt.

Titan’s half-lidded eyes are devouring the way your breasts and stomach writhe underneath him, squirming from the sensation. The bottoms of his sharp canines peek out over his lower lip as he bites back a smug grin.

You can’t help the moan that leaves you.

Titan’s grin stretches into a full smile, flashing his pointed, carnivorous canines before he devolves in another fit of laugher. His unused fingers are slamming against the inner crease of your thigh, hard enough it’ll surely bruise.

“That was a pretty noise, Nine,”

His cheeks dimple in the presence of a thick, smug grin.

His eyes go hollow, darkening as he leans closer to you without breaking the pace of his pumps into your dripping cunt.

“Let’s see what other noises you can make.”

Titan pulls out of you, and in quick, successive movements, he snatches your wrists with a harsh grip, smearing your arousal on you. He gives your arms a strong yank, forcing your upper half from the dirt to keep his restraint on you. He removes the knife from your throat, and slices clean through your pants and the waistband of your panties.

You let out a sob, and you hear Konig suck in a sharp breath. Titan laughs as he nudges the shredded fabric out of the way with the handle of his knife, getting a better look at your soaked cunt.

“So pretty, Nine.”

Titan’s cooing again, rough hands groping, fingers swirling in your generous slick.

It’s just for a moment, because when he pulls away he uses the hold on your wrists to throw you onto your front. You crash into the dirt, and when you try to come to your knees, Titan loops his strong arms around the crease just below your stomach and pulls you up with a bounce, all four of your limbs now planted firmly in the dirt.

You’re facing Konig now, and your broken, tear-welled eyes meet his, still wide as he watches Titan have his way with you.

Titan laughs when he pulls your pants down to your mid thigh, exposing you to the chill fall air. His fingers thread with the hair on the back of your head, and in one swift jerk he forces you to your knees, pressing his chest against your back. He keeps a harsh grip on your hair, your head following his whim in hopes to relieve the painful tug on your scalp. He quickly forces the blade back to your throat, relishing in your flinch and the whine that leaves you. He grinds on the height of your plush ass and lets out a gravely, sinful hum, cock aching against the give in his pants.

He puts his lips to your ear, the vibration of the sultry voice he wears sends a shudder up your spine.

“Gotta make sure Lover Boy gets a good view.”

Titan ignores your pleading as he lets go of your hair to free himself from his pants, the knife to your throat keeping you pinned firmly to his chest.

Your sobs and unintelligible pleads double in volume as Titan rubs his thick, warm cock between your drenched lips. He lets out a low, breathy moan into your ear, and you can’t help but flinch against the knife. Your entire body is trembling, tears rolling generously down your face and splattering in droplets on the fallen leaves.

As Titan bullies his cock into you, he sinks his teeth deep the crook of your neck overtop a sore, tender mark he’d already made, hard enough to make you wail. He hums contently into your shoulder, rocking his hips and soaking his cock with your dripping cunt. When he’s done with his bite, his tongue follows after, almost soothingly licking stripes across the abused flesh, cleaning up the blood that beads at his punctures. His lips finish out with slobbering kisses on your shoulder.

Your sobs catch on each breath, stuttering out gasps as he stretches you out.

“Your girl is so wet for me, Lover Boy.”

When you look at Konig through tear-brimmed eyes, his eyes are narrowed under his hood, fists clenched at his sides, shaking in his spot.

You can’t bear to look at him any longer, overcome with humiliation, pinching off your vision and sending more tears down your cheeks.

There’s little transition from Titan’s slow grinds to a powerful fucking, bottoming out with little warning only to remove himself and plunge right back in.

The gasps and whines that he coaxes from you seem to only encourage him, a low pleased hum behind his lips.

With the knife still firmly to your throat, Titan’s other hand snakes around your front and grabs a handful of a plush breast, squeezing it with enough force to make you suck in a breath through your teeth. Your entire body is being jolted forward with each of his vicious thrusts as you focus on holding back choked, squeaky moans.

“So tight, Nine.”

He finishes out his praise with a forceful plunge and low grunt right into your ear. To your dismay, his degradation and low groans of pleasure twists your lower core in an intoxicating way.

“How’s this cock feel?”

He gritting through his purrs into your ear.

“Feel good to be fucked by someone who knows how to give it to you rough?”

He sends a shiver down your spine, and without thought your hands come up to grip the forearm that holds the knife to your throat. Your fingernails dig into Titan’s skin with enough pressure to leave indents, and you’re not sure if you’re trying to fight his restraint, steady yourself for balance, or trying to release the overwhelming sensation of Titan’s cock ravaging you.

He doesn’t seem to notice or mind.

His pounds are ruthless, each thrust forcing his cock entirely inside of you, his hips slamming against the back of your thighs.

You’re biting your lip with tremendous force, trying to hold back the squeaks that threaten to leave you on each breath.

“That’s it, Nine. Take this fucking cock.”

You let out a whine, your head lulling toward the dirt with little regard to the threat of his blade.

The hand gripping your breasts snatches your jaw, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of your cheeks. He forces your head up in the direction of Konig.

“No, no, no Nine, gotta make sure Lover Boy sees this.”

Titan’s lips leave the crook of your ear when he throws his head back to cackle behind you, his knife inadvertently forcing you to arch your back further into his strong chest. You find Konig, who you can hardly see through vision blurred with both tears and each of Titan’s powerful thrusts.

You pinch your eyes shut again, wincing as Titan robs you for your sensitivity using the slick that drips down his cock.

Every breath is cut off, leaving your lips as a squeak with each of his ruthless slams into you, filling you to the brim and forcing you to stretch around his girth.

Titan’s grip on your breast tightens, painfully squeezing the handful of plush flesh in his large, cruel hands. Your entire body bounces degradingly and unforgivingly against his hips.

“Takin’ it like such a good girl, Nine.”

Titan’s praises are silken, and the whine that leaves you is more than truly pathetic.

He’s back in your ear again, all purrs and filthy, sinful grunts, his lips pressed into you while he holds you in place.

“Say my name.”

Titan growls through few particularly brutal thrusts.

The moan that leaves you is loud, choppy, and unrestrained - it’s getting hard to think over the overwhelming stimulation.

Strong arms tense as he grips the knife tighter, forcing the blade he holds to crease your throat.

“Say it Nine. Tell Lover Boy who owns this pretty cunt.”

Your fists clench, your eyes pinch, and every muscle tightens and twitches as he ruthlessly milks your g-spot through your intense finish.

“Titan!”

⌜ ALL TITAN DRABBLES ⌟

⌜ KONIG X READER HUNGER GAMES AU ⌟

[authenticyuri]

Fave Chilchuck + Laios interactions

Moments when they're on the same page

2. Chilchuck being pissed off at Laios

3. Chilchuck generally being unable to show he cares about Laios without violence

4. Whatever these are <3

[whalefill]

art process PLEASE i love your art sm i need to steal your style asl;jfdl;asjdf

thank you! finding an art style you're happy with just takes time and intuition, but i can still show you how i go about mine - using this fancy goldfish as our guide :)

step 1: sketch your drawing and don't feel the need to be as neat as I was here. step 2: clean up your sketch, or line it. i usually choose the former, but it mostly depends how much of a mess the sketch is and which option i know is going to take more effort. (i also prefer to do this because i think it gives my art more fluidity and emotion! line work is tough for me that way!)

step 3: lay in your flat colors. step 4: shading/rendering of those colors; usually pretty minimal for me. step 5: further rendering, but this time on top of your line work. i get really lost in these steps, playing around with different hues and values until i feel the drawing come to life. again, it just takes intuition. (i'm a self taught artist so i literally can't tell you how i learned any of this shit, it just happened, i'm just as confused as you are)

also, note: i merge my layers as i work. some people think that's chaotic but for me it keeps things simple. that brings us into the next part, which is

step 6: create an overlay layer and clip it to your drawing, because it's magical and it makes all of your colors more vibrant and cohesive‼ 👍😼 (i don't always do a gradient like this, but the drawing was pretty monochromatic so i thought it looked nice)

step 7: miscellaneous final touches like highlights, and then most importantly, add texture. for me, since i use paint tool sai, this is "paper" under "texture" in the paints effect window in the top right corner. can't tell ya how it's done elsewhere. sometimes i take a random image of colored static off of google and create an overlay of that, for texture, too.

thats pretty much it man

[birdmitosis]

Are you still dining the ask game? If you are what are your thoughts on the pristine blade

[ask game here]

LOL okay I will definitely do this one. This is a very cool ask actually and I am so excited to share my thoughts on the pristine blade itself!

First impression

This is just our implement. We had to have a weapon of some sort available to us to be able to slay the Princess, right? Mostly I just kinda dismissed the blade as a storytelling convention and that's about it.

Impression now

Much more intrigued, honestly! The pristine blade is one of the only parts of the Construct besides us, the Princess, the Narrator in our head, and the environment. It is almost always there (besides in The Wraith, interestingly enough) and it is always "pristine" -- even in the dirt or covered in blood. Is it a piece of us? A piece of the Princess? A piece that came from the messy tear that separated us? And does it have any connection to the Princess's chains -- the only other part of the Construct besides those things? What does its being "pristine" signify? There is definitely something about this blade...

Favorite moment

When you hold it the "cool" way by default if you take the blade in The Apotheosis. That combined with the swell of epic music and us facing down a Biblically Accurate Princess large enough to have her own gravitational pull just made me cheer out loud when I first saw it!

Idea for a story

This one's a bit harder. I haven't had any real ideas up to now, except to explore in various fic how the voices might choose to arm themselves post-Construct, who would continue to choose blades, or if they managed to have the blade when they left who would most often have it (or be allowed to)...

I could also, though, see a fun fic coming from the idea of "what if the blade was available in The Wraith?" Or maybe what if it wasn't available at all in The Den or The Thorn?

Unpopular opinion

IDK if this is super unpopular, but I think it is even more interesting and fucked up and badass of her if you go the route of screwing up so bad with Thorn that she swallows the blade whole. If nothing else, it really shows how much of Witch is still in her, and I love that!

Favorite relationship

I can't narrow it down to just one!

I love the relationship Cold has with the blade as almost an extension of himself, as both being weapons. I love Contrarian's dedication (until the Stranger ending) to throwing it out the window and also his insistence to hold it the other way that comes back in The Apotheosis even though he's not there! I love Hunted's relationship to the "steel claw." I love Paranoid's moment of "steel can't lie to us," and how she's perfectly willing to use it to slit our own throat despite desperately not wanting to die before. I love Skeptic refusing to let you not take the blade and being willing and able to stop your heart if you don't use it in the leadup to The Grey!

I also love Adversary wanting us to stab her with it. How Damsel is perfectly willing to let you chop bits of her off with it (how metaphorical), and accepts her death if you slay her with it with tears in her eyes, and has it firmly in her heart as the Burned Grey, and if you reach for it she gently holds your hand there. How Prisoner uses it to cut off her own head. Everything about Witch and Thorn's relationship to it, whether things go well or terribly. How in The Wraith it just disappears entirely, for the only time in the entire game!

And I love how desperately the Narrator clings to it, needs it to be there. And I love the relationship the Princess (Harsh, Soft, or Stranger) in Shifty's heart has with it; her line that since you chose to take the blade, it has to be used, just gets me right in the heart.

I guess if I had to chose, out of those three... "categories" I suppose? I'd choose Skeptic, Damsel -> Burned Grey, and Shifty's Heart.

Favorite headcanon

I mean, it's not confirmed, but I think I like the idea that the pristine blade and the Princess's chains are similar things. Only you can use the pristine blade to attack with, though the Princess can use it against herself (Prisoner and Thorn most obviously), she never stabs you with it even when she winds up with a blade of her own; you have very little effect over the chains, only being able to be trapped in them in The Prisoner, while Prisoner can attack you with them, several of the vessels can free themselves from them, and the ones you free from them plant the idea in your head first (Damsel, Tower). The chains, like the blade, are always in the same place until certain Chapter IIIs, where sometimes they disappear.

The pristine blade is tied to the Long Quiet in some way, may be a part of him, while the chains are tied to the Shifting Mound in some way. Again, not confirmed, but I really like the idea.

ETA: @salty-an-disco pointed out a thing that makes EVEN MORE sense and is super cool: the idea that the pristine blade is actually a piece of the Shifting Mound (a piece of death that you can use to kill with), while the chains are a piece of the Long Quiet (stagnancy trying to trap her)! So the pristine blade is actually tied to the Shifting Mound as a part of her, while the chains are tied to the Long Quiet likewise.

Again, not confirmed, but this idea rocks so much that I am immediately adopting it forever.

ETA 2: I AM SO EMBARRASSED I forgot the three damn times the Princess canonically uses the pristine blade to kill you. Scratch that part. /)////(\

This actually makes Sal's theory more likely to me, too, though: The blade can be used to kill, but the chains actually never are; the Prisoner is never able to kill you before you can kill her if you get close enough that she attacks you with the chains.

[pixlokita]

Question:What is your favorite FNAF game and why?

Question:, In your "Gregory into the pit AU" comic how did Gregory and C.C manege to get Michael's body back to their house?

1: Help wanted because it has everything and Helpy 💖

2:

They both had to carry him in a little wagon since the house was pretty close to the restaurant it wasn’t that hard ^^

[spicyraeman]

Can we see your ocs?

Yes! thank you for asking bc I have a hard time talking/posting about them unless someone specifically asks 😅

They've all got main tags (minus Hound) that you can find in my pinned, but i've never really introduced them or anything so imma take the chance to show 'em off and write a lil blurb about them

Virranan (he/they/she)

My specialist lil guy and the most fleshed out of all my current ocs. A half wood elf gloomstalker and an infamous information broker / bounty hunter pre-tadpole. Generally trying to be a good person post-tadpole but their more morally dubious tendencies do tend to crop up from time to time. Also a werewolf.

Rûngrim (she/they/it)

A Seldarine Drow barbarian spared and raised in an orcish tribe after her family was slaughtered as a baby. Forwent their personhood to become a bloodrager, they consider themself more weapon than person. Not nearly as scary as they look.

Treble (she/her)

An ex-noble bard tiefling who left her family in her early 20s to join a traveling circus. Resents her family but loves her younger brother (the favorite child). A jack of all trades type, most people find her kinda unpleasant to be around, but she's great around kids.

Phylo (they/it)

A circle of spores druid and technically a Drow. They were raised in a Myconid colony and fully considers itself a Myconid. Their skin is covered in all manner of constantly growing fungi that need to be pruned regularly. It speaks very rarely, instead preferring to use telepathic methods when possible and sign language when not.

Hound (she/they)

my newest oc, they're a wild magic sorcerer durge on the redeemed path but first she's gonna do some real fucked up shit in act 1

[ao3-shenanigans]

I don’t know how to actually end any of my fics ever, I’m on a train and there’s no way to stop it

🛤️

Choo-choo!

Fr tho, a beta reader might be able to help if your wanting to end a fic and don’t know how

[ballpitbee]

your ocs are so detailed! Especially Nick i think he is my favorite just for all the little details and the lovely colors! May i ask about a few facts about him?

Thank you so much! :D of course you can!!

🏭 Given his obsession in becoming a kinda factory kingpin (slash a factory himself)- on his body he has all kinds of tattoos to emulate graffiti on a building.

🏭 Cause he's clogged up his systems and ventilation with all kinds of smog and coal and icky gross stuff- he has a sort of pseudo furnace in his chest. It wasn't built like that, but he can't ventilate properly (especially given he built more onto himself)- so his chest overheats

🏭 He owns roughly 30% of all industry in the city and he wants a Lot more.

🏭Though he has all his men to do the work for him, he's pretty capable in a fight. Hes not as good a gunman as Franky, but his preferred weapon is a pistol cause he considers them 'sweet'. He's more capable physically though. He's HUGE, strong and made of brick- his punches are devastating.