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zeropro · 3 months ago

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So I’ve seen you draw and tag a couple of different ships, just wondering which are your favorite???

Love your art btw :D

Thank you!

I don’t have a specific ship i'm particularly loyal to, so I guess I’ll rate them and also provide my own headcanons:

(disclaimer i dont know ship names so imma just try my best)

Trine-shipping: yes, put the three of them together, I don’t care. familial, sexual, romantic, platonic, its all good. I go crazy seeing them stand next to each other in the cartoon what do you want from me.

thunderwarp: I see this one a lot and I quite like it. these two being mates with starscream doing his own thing kinda makes sense considering starscream has a bunch of other ships. also makes it fun when something happens to one of them and starscream is left in the awkward position of having to deal with that.

thunderstar: been thinking about this one more lately. they’re like foils to each other. thundercracker’s a good boy to starscream’s bad boy, and he does such a concern about all the morally dubious stuff starscream gets up to. but at the same time, he admires starscream’s ambition and rizz and starscream the kinda bot that would pull you so high if you followed him. I think out of anyone, starscream is the closest to actually trusting thundercracker.

starwarp: i had this thought one time of what if skywarp is like the horniest asexual and starscream is the most traumatized aromantic, and how would that even work XD nothing solid in the works just an idea that I had. ive seen these two less often outside of trine shipping but it can be pretty hot. I like when they are being protective of each other. I always see skywarp as more emotionally open than his trinemates and starscream can use some of that open and honest emotional love and care. someone to forcfully make him accept being loved. someone who will actually push back when he’s being stupid. and with skywarp being loyal to megatron, so much angst potential for both of them.

starbee: im a sucker for the whole ghost bee starscream dynamic. I already made a post about these two, and after all this time I still really enjoy this ship. I think characters that don’t actually like each other at first but grow into a mutual respect is so tasty. I think some people don’t like the ship because they headcanon bee as too young? well, starscream is actually younger in my fic lmao, but also they’re like 6 million years old and are born with full adult processing capabilities, I don’t think age matters here :P its less about intimacy for me anyway. I like them together because of how much it takes to get there.

starwavewave: okay this one is 100% fueled by tfone but guyssss guysss theyre married and megatron is their son and im just aaaagh dont seperate them! such a kookie dynamic, the cool headed soundwave, the emotionally volatile shockwave, the arrogant yet cowardly starscream, all being fail dads to their little scamp leader. hahaha. high command polycule

megastar: gasp, rated above skystar. yes, I just find this dynamic more interesting. I like an abusive ship sometimes for the angst but I also enjoy seeing megatron when he isnt abusive? kinda catharsis maybe. I read a fic once where the war is over and starscream invites megatron to one of optimus’ high profile parties and is appalled at megatron showing up in robot equivalent of underdressed, meanwhile megatron the working class miner is like “I washed, what else was I supposed to do” XD and I just love that haha. theres just so many ways to take it. I wont be doing any megastar in my au, I just tag anything that has megatron and starscream interacting with megastar cuz thats the dynamic to me

skystar/jetstar: iddkkkkk i know this is the most popular ship but it’s just!! idk! its not as interesting to me haha. I love this as a past ship, they were roommates in college, starscream opened himself to someone, chose to become close and then was hurt by it. just another wound on starscream’s spark before he ever even meets megatron. I don’t think theyd get back together after the ice. idk how well I can write this so I’ll just explain how it happens in my au here: skyfire died and starscream created this version of skyfire in his mind that was perfect, he memorialised him because he was dead! you just cant live up to how someone remembers you. I think that was part of the reason why starscream reacts so badly when skyfire “betrayed” him. unlike thundercracker, skyfire knows how to set healthy boundaries. not to mention he’d been on ice for four million years, lost his entire life, everyone he knows, and his entire civilisation, planet, and culture to a war he had no part in. bot’s gonna be upset. pissed off even. skyfire shouldnt have to be some soft sparked punching bag for starscream, he’s kind and a pacifist but he’s also going to get upset and have feelings. I think starscream’s betrayal would hit pretty hard, he’d gonna be upset about how much starscream’s changed, how much damage starscream helped cause during the war, and also starscream shooting him in the back for wanting to protect the native wildlife! when they properly talk to each other again it’s going to be heated on both sides, and I think after some hard work from both sides they could end up in a place where they are willing to be friends again, but I don’t think they’d conjunx. skystar isnt end game to me, but it is canon and an important part of the story

starop: I think ive read one fic where I really liked this ship. it’s just such a random pairing. my initial reaction is just noooo optimus prime?? but that guy’s everyone’s dad! Ive been told a big part of it is they’re both megatron’s ex’s and that’s pretty funny. not for me sadly haha (opxmegatronoldmanyaoiotpfrfr)

starjack…wheelstar? whatever the starscream and wheeljack one is. I’m not into this one. I see where people are coming from with it, but wheeljack isnt an interesting character to me. they can be science bros tho

starscream and windblade: ive seen this like once or twice. not for me. windblade is like, starscream’s daughter or something idk XD

soundstar: uuuh i dont see it. sorry! i legit have no thoughts on soundstar. theyre coworkers XD. ive seen fics where the seekers are really young and soundwave moms them, and that’s really cute. okay, I like soundwave as a caretaker if the seekers are young, but yeah I don’t think I understand this one.

shockstar: nooooooo. tho ironically theres more canon content there to fuel this one than soundstar (is this emotion?) but still no XD I don’t even hate shockwave! let him be sunstorm’s dad, that’s cute. but no, shockewave too creepy. no ship. they are also coworkers

what other ship is there even? oh yeah

starprowl: this is apparently a really popular ship?! I guess in a way prowl is sort of like the autobot’s starscream, undermining his leader, arrogant, willing to do the dubious play. they’re both ruthless. I like this one better than starjacked, but its still an odd pairing to me.

oh! knockout and starscream, i can kinda see it? like, as a rebound after breakdown? I like knock out and breakdown, so I’d only see these two as like friends or if something happened to breakdown. they’re a LOT of fun when they interact tho heh heh, perfectly clashing personalities

on the topic of tfp, I guess starscream and arcee is a ship? I can see this similar to my enjoyment of starbee, they’d have to work reeaally hard for this one to work but they have had potentially positive interactions in the show (before starscream screws it up) so its possible in a better world where starscream doesnt suck they could become friends. him killing cliffjumper is gonna be a huge hurdle tho!

dont talk to me about airachnid

do people ship starscream and ratchet? I don’t ship it, but I do really like interactions between them. starscream is so terrible but he also gets hurt a lot. ratchet is grumpy and prejudice but he’s the best doctor and he’ll fix him up! I like when something terrible happens to starscream and ratchet cant help but feel bad for the guy. that’s the good stuff.

lastly i have been asked a few times on trinebee. im assuming this is bumblebee and the trine. i hadnt thought about it but it makes sense! if youre a starbee shipper, but you also support trine propaganda, then it only makes sense to bring bee into the trine. also bee and thundercracker are friends! the only ones who havent really had any interaction is bee and warp, and honestly idk if I see those two getting along but bumblebee is everybody’s friend so XD I’m sure it’ll work out!

and i think those are all the thoughts i have on the ships!

no hate on anyone who ships any of these!!! you all do what you do, these are just my opinions, and honestly I’m just not a huge shipper to begin with haha. I am…unsure if there will be any shipping content in my au, I write my scenarios very much “canon but to the left” and so it comes out very sex-less because romance and intimacy is just not the type of content I’m in the business of writing. but, idk, i think about it sometimes. sometimes I think about the end of chapter one of thundercracker’s origin, the night starscream took thundercracker out on a not-date. i think, who knows, in some version of the story maybe they shared a kiss? maybe they went back to the apartment and things went further? maybe. but of course, in every version of the story, starscream is gone the next morning.

happy valentrine’s day!

#transformers #starscream #skywarp #thundercracker #transformers shipping #opinions #megatron #skyfire

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ghostgirl-22 · 4 days ago

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art fucking/getting fucked by a random dude and patrick finds out and gets jealous so he also sleeps with the dude as revenge or smth. they both pretend the dude is the other one.

hope you get what i’m trying to say :3

Yes i get it—im with you anon!! They’re so silly. Using this poor guy as a proxy for each other. This is a little bit of a post break up au for you anonnie— hehe.

CW: NSFW MDNI

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Patrick shows up because of course he does.

He wouldn’t answer a 3 am call for his own siblings but for Art Donaldson apparently he’d still do anything. He rolls down the window to wake himself up but also some part of him hopes the crisp air of the early spring night will bring him to his senses. That he’ll make a u-turn and go back to his apartment and pretend none of this happened. It’s not his fucking problem anymore. He scrolls his phone at the red light. Texts starting around midnight and getting more and more incoherent. Starting with:

Hey you're in Boston right? I’m in town for this wedding thing— my cousins wedding.

My aunt was asking about you.

Remember that bar O’malleys we snuck into when we were 19? I’m here if you wanna stop by.

He’d stared at the messages mildly confused. Unsure of how to feel. All of it so out of the blue. Part of him would believe Art’s phone was stolen if he hadn’t mentioned O’Malley’s. The memories of that place clear as if it was yesterday sneaking in when Art’s cousin worked on shift. Summer nights with live music, dancing with hot 21 year olds, and way too much to drink. The thought of it making him nostalgic. Nostalgia laced with bitterness. After years of no contact then it’s just… hey I’m in your city at a family wedding you weren’t invited to want to get drunk?

He ignores the texts. And every text that follows but as a true masochist he stays up late to watch them come in. Each one drunker and more desperate than the last. They stop around two in the morning and distantly Patrick wonders if he should be worried. He had to shake himself out of that mindset. Art is a big boy. Art is and adult. Art didn’t choose you. No one did. He’d fallen into a fitful sleep when his phone started buzzing non stop. A call. He almost didn’t pick up, but part of him was so surprised that Art actually had the balls to call him.

“It’s three in the fucking morning,” he says coolly.

“Please, Patrick please ‘m at this bar. ‘m really drunk. ‘m sorry to bother you. I just can’t—I can’t— i cant drive— i think I’m gonna be sick.”

Patrick doesn’t realize he’s grinding his teeth until he opens his mouth to take a breath. He can tell that Art’s probably been crying just from the way he’s breathing. “Stay there. I’ll come get you.”

He still hates himself as he pulls up to O’Malleys. This Irish pub not far from his sometimes girlfriends place. He and Art had taken the train here plenty of times all those summers they’d spent roaming around downtown Boston when Art would come stay with his Aunt and Patrick would come down from his parents estate on Martha’s Vineyard and stay with him in the city. It feels like it was a different life now. One he can’t believe was his.

The bar is clearly closed, though some patrons are still lingering. Art’s on the outdoor patio furniture talking to some guy. Tall, lanky, bent over… he’s rubbing circles along Art’s back as he takes a sip of whatever clear liquid is in the glass. If he’s smart… its water.

Patrick actually realizes he’s grinding his teeth this time. “Hey!” He calls out the window.

Art recognizes his voice but he’s not the only one that looks over to Patrick. Tall and lanky and (somewhat handsome apparently) is staring too, along with a couple of older women sitting on a planter having a cigarette.

Art makes his apologies to tall and lanky and stumbles towards Patrick’s car. He’s sloppy, messy drunk. Clothes all wrinkled. Hair disheveled. His jacket open, fly half zipped. He gets in and shuts the door weakly behind him. Patrick leans over him and pulls it shut properly before peeling off without a word.

“‘m sorry,” Art says. “‘m sorry Patrick.” He says again when Patrick doesn’t respond. And Patrick gets the sense he’s apologizing for more than just tonight. “Thank you for coming. ‘m sorry. ‘Mm so embarassed.”

“what street does she live off of again?” Patrick asks about his aunt.

“Please i— i can’t go there. Not like this.”

Patrick huffs a laugh, incredulous. “well where the fuck do you want me to take you?”

Art starts to take little shaky breaths like he’s gonna cry. Patrick hates himself. Hates that those sniffles still make him care. Make him feel responsible. “I did something bad. I— i did something really bad.”

“What did you do, Art? Kill someone?” Patrick mutters dryly.

“No,” he exclaims quickly. “I uh… well… i had sex.”

Patrick grips the steering wheel tighter. “Who fucking cares? You’re a grown up. You’ve had sex before.”

“No… i mean…” he sniffles. “Not… it was sex with… I can’t face her like this… my aunt…s-she wouldn’t understand. God.” He pulls a few condoms from his pocket and drops them into Patricks empty cup holder. “This was a mistake.”

“You think she’s gonna smell it on you and kick you out?” Patrick glances at Art and he looks miserable. Patrick feels a small twist of sadistic satisfaction somewhere deep down. Maybe he’s not the only one struggling. Then he remembers the way Arts career is taking off and his impotent frustration with him returns even stronger.

“It’s…you know how my aunt is. Really religious. And i let the bartender… i let him fuck me. I let him… god just a fucking stranger he was so nice and funny and his accent was cute and i was really drunk so… i let him…” he’s wiping his nose on his wrists. Eyes all wet.

“Oh.” Patrick feels this tight bitter lump growing in his throat. His heart rate picking up. He doesn’t say anything for a while. Doesn’t really trust himself to say anything that isn’t gonna come out bitter and desperate.

His mind returning to the moment he’d pulled up in front of the bar. Art on the patio furniture. The tall lanky somewhat handsome guy massaging his back. Feeding him water. Taking care of him. That stupid guy. That fucking random stranger. Taking it just like that. After years and years of… of what…

Is Patrick admitting it? Admitting it even to himself what he desires. It makes him feel weak. Makes him hate himself even more. Art can push him out. Push him away. Take Tashi’s side. So easy and so cold. Knowing how much Patrick loved liked her. Knowing how much Patrick loved him. No words. No apologies. Just this out of the fucking blue. And now he’s fucked some guy. Giving a stranger what should have been Patrick’s. Giving him what Patrick fucking deserves especially after all Art has put him through.

“I’m so fucking embarrassing. I know its… I’m not even into guys I just. I’m so… i don’t know why i did it… ” Art sniffles quietly. “Can you stop, please? I think I’m really gonna be sick.”

Patrick pulls over on the side of the road. Watching Art bend over a public trash can. He should be glad Arts having this reaction to it but his own stomach is twisting into knots. His chest aches and the lump in his throat is so large it's difficult to swallow.

All those touches between them that lingered too long… all the times Art would self consciously push Patrick away whenever other people were around. The lie he told Tashi. “No, no, nothing… is that surprising?”

And Patrick let him lie. Even backed him up. Because sharing clothes, crawling into the same bed, sleeping tangled up with each other, wet dreams. Touching themselves in the same bed, sitting too close together, hearts racing when they finish, filling the awkward space with heightened giggles. Dumb secrets. It was all just nothing.

And yet even now, Patrick knows he’s gonna cave. That he’ll bring Art back to his shitty one bedroom. Let him sleep it off.

“I don’t know why i did it…” is all Art can say. Head resting on the car window, street lights flash across his body, illuminating his tear streaked face as they drive home. “You’re not gonna say anything?”

Patrick is burning up inside. More than usual. Teeth grinding in a way that kinda hurts. This hurts but he’s not going to admit that. “Was it the guy giving you water?”

Art sniffles. “Um… yeah. Justin um… Fuck.” He laughs but theres no mirth in it. “I don’t even know his last name.”

Patrick bites his tongue to stop himself from saying what he wants to say. Things that will make Art hurt as much as him. Maybe more. “So you dont like guys… but you like Justin no last name?” Patrick says quietly. He hopes he sounds as even and uncaring to Art as he’s trying to be.

”I know you don’t believe me.” He lifts his head and rolls the window down. “It was a mistake. I’ve never— I swear I’ve never done that before. I had too much to drink.”

They get home and Patrick lets him upstairs. The place is bland, undecorated. Patrick’s barely affording the $900 a month as is. His furniture all comes from ikea or its makeshift. Art doesn’t ask any questions, he just uses the bathroom and plops down on Patrick’s sofa. Thankfully before Patrick says anything because Patrick is pathetic enough he probably would have let him have the bed.

“I can be out of your hair in the morning,” He promises when Patrick comes back with a flimsy blanket. He curls up and Patrick hears him snoring not too long later. Patrick’s in his bedroom looking at the blank wall. at the blinking red dots in the center of his digital clock radio. Almost 5 in the morning. He can’t stop thinking about it.

I let him fuck me. I let him fuck me.

Patrick can see the guys face so clearly in his head and he’s furious. He’s been to O’malleys enough times. He’s been served by Justin. Never bothered to learn his fucking name.

He eases his hand into his sweats. He’s so hard it’s embarrassing. He jerks himself off. Cursing Justin. Cursing Art. Cursing the idea of them pressed up against each other in a messy bar bathroom. Justin fucking into him— his dumb voice getting pitchy. Maybe he’s whining asking Justin to take it slow cause he’s never had sex with a man before. Patrick would’ve taken it slow. Patrick would’ve kissed his throat, nibbled hickies so everyone at the wedding would know what Art did last night. So he’d have to tell his aunt some kinda lie. Patrick squeezes a little tighter. So horny he doesn’t even have the patience to spit in his hand to help the chafing.

Maybe Justins big. Maybe he’s huge. Maybe he’s got a bigger fucking dick than Patrick does. Maybe he made Art moan for it. Act like a slut for it. Blue eyes rolling back because of how good it feels. Then all at once Patrick’s coming. Its been less than a minute and he’s breathless against his blanket. After all this fucking time.

Fuck this. Fuck him.

Art does leave the next morning (closer to afternoon) as he promised. Makes it to the wedding on time.

Justin is working again tonight at O’Malleys. Hes a real friendly guy. Tall, handsome and flirtatious. Patrick’s been flirting with him for an hour now. Justin seems to like his company. Eyes lingering on his smile, his body.

“That one’s on the house,” he says, in his regrettably sexy Irish lilt.

“Oh thats nice of you, how will i ever repay the favor,” Patrick says, raising his shotglass with a smirk before swallowing it down.

Justin grins, “I can think of a few ways.”

Patrick leans forward on the bar. “What times your break?”

The drinks are stronger than he anticipated. He feels it all when they’re in the small space of the backseat of Patrick’s jeep and he’s fumbling with a lubricated condom.

He’s trying to be cool and sexy and just like the hottest fuck of this guys life. Wants to make himself forget all about Art but hes so buzzed he feels a little dizzy.

“Those shots taste delicious, huh?” Justin teases. Patrick wonders if the accent is what made Art fall for him. Or is it his hair? (Full head of thick dark hair). Or his hands? he’s got big hands but Patrick thinks his are bigger. Maybe it was the kiss? (It was… fine… he’s fine… but Patrick still doesn’t understand what makes him so fucking special).

He manages to roll the condom on before he grabs at Justin's jeans and makes quick work of getting them down so he can see what he’s working with. Boxer briefs, like what Art started to wear shortly before he left for Stanford.

Of course. Of course.

Patrick can see Art in briefs just like this.

Rolling in dizziness of the alcohol, his heart pounding in his ears Patrick bends him over. He’s imagining Art doing this. On his hands and knees in the backseat, sliding the briefs down. Imagining Art wiggling for him as he grabs him by the waist… slides his dick between the crevice of his ass cheeks.

“Mm your so ready for me, aren't you?” Patrick sighs and there's a soft answering moan.

God. Art was just like this. Slutty waist bent in half. Perfect little ass. Presenting for him. For him. Patrick can’t wait another minute, he grabs him by the waist and presses himself inside.

Oh. Oh god.

It’s so tight.

So virgin fucking tight, the heated ring of muscles practically choking his dick. “Fuck yes, oh so tight for me Art. I can barely fit… fuck.” He hums. “Gonna open you up… make it easier to take. I promise.”

“Mm it’s cause I don’t usually bottom… but you’re so hot I couldn’t resist… should’ve known you’d be massive.” The voice shocks Patrick back to reality. He’s not Art. But Art did this. Art bent over like this. His Art. Just like this.

Patrick takes his time rocking into him. Heartbeat in his ears, sliding in and out. His body starts to relax… accommodating the size. The whole time Patrick’s brain keeps imagining that Art felt this tight. That Art moaned just like this. That Art began to push back as he got used to it… just like this and before long Patrick isn’t sure what’s in his head and what’s real… but he knows the word mine keeps slipping from his mouth. Distantly Patrick is aware but he can’t stop. Can’t slow down. Art beneath him. Art whining and moaning like a…

“That’s right… take it you fucking slut.” Patrick hisses. “On top of everything else who knew you were a slut? Taking anything, anyone. Fuck you. You don’t even fucking deserve this.” He’s grunting, the pace of his hips rapid as he chases his own pleasure. Fingers gripping tight enough to bruise. The car rocking gently with the force of it. Patrick feels it… slowly building and then its all of a sudden. “Oh shit,” he grabs hold of Art’s cock and starts to jerk him. “Fuck… oh fuck, Art… I’m gonna—“ He cuts himself off with a loud groan, filling the condom up. He keeps jerking him off… a few more rough strokes and he’s shocked back into reality again when Justin grunts out his own orgasm and Patrick sits back feeling dizzy and mildly unsettled.

”Fuck,” Justin gasps. As they both breathlessly try to put themselves back together. “You can’t possibly be the Patrick.”

“What’s that mean?” Patrick squints, tying off the condom and shoving it into an old grocery bag that’s become his makeshift trash bag.

“Last night I met this guy, a blond, who claimed he was waiting on his friend, Patrick. Except he never showed up… and I felt a little bad cause he seemed lonely.” (Patrick almost feels bad for that… almost). Justin wiggles his hips, lifting his jeans up over his ass. “I thought he was really cute… so I might have made a few too many mixed drinks for him, on the house. I thought I was cheering him up… getting him to smile. Long story short we ended up going outside for a cigarette and that turned into sex up against the wall of the alleyway, with one of these that I’d grabbed from the bowl behind the till…” he picks up the condom wrapper and tosses it into the makeshift trash bag. “and the whole time he’s calling me Patrick. Telling me how much he thought about me. How sorry he is. How bad he wanted me to fuck him. How much he just needed to feel it.”

Patrick’s eyebrows fly up towards his hairline.

“So I just go with it… I’m thinking who fucking cares… let the poor cute guy call me by his exes name. But then the next night here you come… calling me by one of the most unique names I’ve ever heard and it just so happens to be… last nights boy toys name. Art. He’s a tennis player, ring a bell?”

Patrick can’t help smirking. “What else did he say about me?”

”Well afterwards he broke down in tears and I was trying to calm him down and… did you… it was you… last night in the car.”

“I did pick him up.” Patrick admits.

“Oh fuck, I’m… did he tell you about me?”

Patrick shrugs and Justin grins. “He told you and you came to find me. Well don’t I feel fuckin special.”

“Don’t flatter yourself,” Patrick says, lightly.

“No I’m sure it has nothing to do with me… but do you need a third? Cause, holy fuck I’ll be honest, after being dicked down like that by an ex… I’d sit in a bar by myself and get drunk enough to cry too.”

That actually makes Patrick laugh.

Justin leaves shortly after to finish his shift. “I wouldn’t drive tonight if I were you, maybe call your ex,” he smirks before getting out and leaving Patrick alone.

It’s perfect actually. Patrick texts Art, time for you to return the favor.

It’s after Art’s snuck him into his aunts house at 1 in the morning that Patrick explains himself (“By the way I fucked that bar tender… the one you let fuck you last night. he told me all about what you really wanted.”) And Art, who’s gone all cherry red and incredulous, doesn’t protest for very long after Patrick gets his mouth on him. And in the familiar room they shared during high school summers, with Art’s religious aunt just a few bedrooms away, they’re all over each other in the race to each make the other forget all about Justin.

#no i didn’t make him Irish because of sinners… did i???#artrick #art x patrick #challengers smut #challengers fic #patrick zweig #art donaldson #challengers fandom #challengers fanfiction

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owlstro · 2 months ago

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platonic Goob & Scraps x parent reader?

Bonus points if a small section is written when they were kids with a whole bunch of wholesomeness, if possible.

Ps: Love your writing!❤

GOOB & SCRAPS and PARENT READER , platonic

note: thank u for requesting and THANK U!! im glad ppl enjoy my writing hehs, this one's a little short too (i think) so apologies ^_^" hope u like this either way thoo!

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First off, both of them are very clingy or at least when you're off to somewhere remotely dangerous, they'll most likely be there with you or begging you to stay

Goob would totally be the clingier one though, you know he's gonna run to you and tell about whatever happened in the run he was just in. Not before giving a big hug or if you're not a big fan of physical touch, give you a big greeting like shouting a "HI!!" or "HEY!!"

Scraps, although being the older sibling, would also do the same as Goob but VERY toned down. She doesn't want you to get overwhelmed.

She takes you to go draw with her all the time, Scraps wants to practice her skills so someday she can gift you a painting!

Goob does the same, taking you somewhere open but secluded to get used to his 'arms', he's mostly just hugging you though.

They both are independent Toons on their own but that doesn't mean they don't wanna be coddled by you every once and awhile. You did raise them after all!

Both probably like to cuddle a lot, especially before you or the crafts get chosen for a run, makes them forget the danger and risk of it.

Goob would totally pull you to machines, and even try to encourage you like Shelly does albeit, it doesn't really work but you appreciate the effort.

Scraps, while her ability isn't a huge support like Goobs. But she does help when she can, taking Twisteds off of you (even if you have lower stealth), giving you machines no matter how long she has been working on it for, .. the list goes on.

If you made some comment like "When you were ... I remember you did ..." Scraps would just groan in embarrassment and Goob would just awkwardly laugh.

Scraps would playfully insult you, nothing too serious. Like calling you old or something like that.

Goob gets insecure of his teeth sometimes, not always but it's always lingering in his mind especially when he was younger and/or if he had just been talking to Shrimpo. You make sure anything Shrimpo said isn't true and distract him.

You sneakily navigated the map, making sure no Toon sees or hears you. Glancing around the room, you concluded you were alone.

You sigh in relief, all of this running seriously tired you out. Oh, right.. What were you doing?

"AHA!" You heard a voice call out. "Found you!!" Footsteps were rapidly approaching, you better act quick or you're gonna get tagged!

You dodge Scraps' failed attempt to grapple onto you, running out of the room. Not caring to check if Goob was there camping the exit.

Seriously, one adult and two kids.. it wouldn't be hard to evade them you thought. But Goob is scarily fast not like Scraps but her tail came in handy.

Why'd you think this was a good idea? You've barely been running for a minute, you gotta impress your kids.

Lose or Win, at least survive a minute or two more!

You kept on dodging Goob and Scraps' 'attacks' and continued on running like your life depended on it. You raised them well, ..too well.

"I'm gonna get ya hehe!" You heard Goob shout.

Oh god, your legs are giving out. You turn right and hide behind a few boxes to regain your stamina. You notice on the corner of your eye Goob was swiftly approaching.

You reveal yourself to the fluffy craft, catching him off guard, you take that as your sign to continue running before-

"TAG!" Scraps suddenly appeared infront of the entrance and tagged you with her tail. "You're it!"

The room fell silent but quickly bursting into laughter. "I got you!" Scraps said, posing victoriously as Goob cheered his sister on.

You sighed and slowly sat down, panting. "Bravo Scraps.. You did well, you too Goob."

final note: theyr so silly.... i HEART goob and scraps!!!!!

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wixenburr · 1 year ago

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Saw some ppl talking about Reverse Robins and i had thoughts

Talking abt u guys @eldritchdreamss @brucewaynehater101

Why kill Tim when you could kill baby Jason? What I want is for all of them to keep their own backstories and personalities (Developed in line with the story of course) So ofc i had to write a 1,000 word brainrot abt it.

(Also i'll only be going over the main 4 batbros for now i will add more later but these guys are the ones im most passionate about so here we go)

Damian

Let Damian come in, desperate to be of use and be worthy of his father, only for a softer, less jaded bruce (since jason hasnt died yet) to help him open up his heart and let him act as a kid. With no competition for so long, I imagine he and Bruce get along very well while he works with him. Yeah, they need to work on the no killing deal and Damian's... i guess impulse control? But i think it would be easier with very intensely focused reparenting; no distractions of other kids you know? No favoring or anything.

I see Damian growing up as a stoic, jaded adult. He's had a rough life. Maybe he sticks with the vigilante business. but I really love headcanons where he gets out of it, and focuses on something calmer, like his art. (I do appreciate and love the veterinarian Damian AUs, but im going for FULL calmness, you know? And doctor/vet work is Not calm lol)

So yeah, maybe he grows a real passion for heroism, maybe he doesn't? Maybe he goes on to be an artist and that's just what he does. Bro is ready to settle down as a scarred, veteran trophy husband and i adore him for that.

(Sorry lol i just love Damian and i love the idea of him growing out of both of his parent's legacies. Let him live his own life!!! He fights so so hard for at least 15 years. ALL 15 years of his life. He deserves to have some peace.)

Tim

Tim i think would need a much different story to join the Batfam. He still starts out as a stalker who follows batman and. . . . . . . Redimar (meaning Redemption iykyk (I just spend 17min researching names rip)) at night, takes photos, etc... Since Damian doesn't die, maybe he finds Tim? and like, tim is like 11 and Damian is 17 or 18. He's started going out as Redimar less and less, not that B really minds? In fact hes probably happy for his son so...

But then Damian finds Tim, and now he has to keep going out because he can't let this kid get himself killed like this. He would hold himself accountable since hes the only reason Tim keeps going out so much- also i imagine Tim follows Redimar more than Batman.

Cue a classic Tim Joining The Batfam plotline. They get to know each other better, get a grasp on Tim's situation, Damian finally introduces Tim to Bruce... (Probably something like Dami: "Father, this is my new brother. Timothy, say hello to Father," Tim: "Hello, Father," Dami: "Perfect." Bruce: "*falls off the batchair*)

Anyway, so, Tim ends up kinda just merging with the Waynes. They start training him, its all good and nice, and Tim makes his own little hero team unlike Damian, which is actually pretty interesting here; its Tim who made the first young hero team. Damian only ever had Jon (Superboy 1 in this!!) and he finds Young Just Us and becomes a great leader and its all fine and dandy.

Tim and Damian get along well. Damian is the sage older brother whos kinda distant, but only because he has such high emotional walls (but secretly a softy). He is very much like Bruce- nope, nevermind, hes definitely worse than Bruce in this AU, since Bruce is depicted as being much more agreeable before Jason's death, you know? So yeah, Damian is the emotionally constipated bitch in the fam and we love him for that. But hey!! Tim does manage to get through his walls! And Bruce does sometimes too!! (Tho i imagine Bruce and Damian's relationship to be very.. idk let me try to expalain. Dami: "Father." Bruce: "Son :)" Dami: "Tt." Bruce: *nods* "Hrn." Dami: "Hmph." Bruce: "Hm.") DO U PICK UP WHAT IM PUTTING DOWN--- lmfao. They hardly need words.

Tim ends up growing up very very capable. Once his parents die, he gets a little jaded, but hes still Tim. He and Damian become kind of an... ice prince duo? If you get what I mean. But Tim is the one whos actually the ice prince, Damian is secretly a HUGE softie. He is Delicate and Tim protects him lmfao.

Jason

Jason comes along like he does in canon. Has the same backstory. Tries to steal the Batmobile's wheels. Tim is sleeping over at Damian's flat for the night, so its just Bruce. They bond. Shit happens. Jason joins the fam.

I don't imagine them not getting along, but they don't immediately hit it off either. Jason is wary of all of them for a time, but he ends up warming up to Damian pretty fast after realizing what a softie he is. He pokes fun at Damian and Damian just freaking takes it lmao. Hes an adult he cannot be disturbed. Bro has seen too much and he finds Jason adorable. (Dami: "You were never this cute, Timothy." <- he is lying. Tim: *offended* "What the fu- flip!?" Jason: "Lmao Tim just say fuck." Dami: *deadpan stare* Tim: "JASON NO DONT SAY THE FUCK WORD-") ahem.

anywho and then Jason dies rip skill issue ratio.

The whole batfam is heartbroken. Genuinely shattered. Jason was a light in their lives. Not that they were WITHOUT any light, but Jason was the epitome of a sunshine child.

It's been too long since Damian has killed someone. Bro's god oodles and oodles of trauma. He can't bring himself to kill the Joker.

but Tim can.

It's a whole dramatic thing; Damian feels awful that he made his- now only- little brother kill. Bruce is hella upset but feels responsible for not seeing how badly both of his kids were handling the death of their brother. Tim goes a little off the deep end.

Things turn out.... okay. sort of. but not really. Tim changes his hero name to Red Cardinal. He feels pretty lost. Maybe he stumbles into Ra's al Ghul or smthn idk maybe smthn happens there perhaps. Maybe Damian has to put on Redimar again and rescue him? But its less of a rescue and more of a "Stop joining the dark side Tim jesus christ-" (and it does work).

They go home. Tim gets a boyfriend or two. Damian falls into his art. Bruce is throwing himself into work. They're all kind of a mess, but they keep moving.

and then

Dick

(lmao that sounded wrong)

ahem; and then the circus comes to town. The batfam- well, Tim, Damian, and Bruce- all decide to get together to do something fun. Take the opportunities given, yk? So they go to the circus together.

Wham bam rip the falling Flying Graysons.

They see Dick, breaking apart, and they know they have to do something. Bruce is the first to move. Then Tim. Damian is the last.

It's pretty quick getting Dick home, since Bruce is already a foster parent cuz of Tim yk. So Dick doesn't have to suffer in Juvie at all really. But that doesn't change the fact that he is ANGRY.

Dick is SO angry. he wants to kill the person who murdered his parents. He knows what he saw.

The fam of course do their best to investigate. Mostly Tim, who feels unworthy of being around an innocent little kid after his whole.... villain era, i suppose lol. (ofc Dick thinks Tim doesnt like him lol misunderstanding arc GO)

The whole "Dick accepts that justice is better than murder kinda maybe FOR NOW" storyline happens, and Dick becomes the conniving, bright, little Robin we all know and love. (Thinking of the Young Justice Cartoon Robin (but not the characters- just Dick's character) aaaand

Womp womp GUESS WHOS BACK

Jason's Back

but i'll leave that for later.

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solsticelosthermind · 1 month ago

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Rather than spam the shit out of tumblr, I made my way through this with an open document as a screaming buddy and y'all can have uhhh 6.5k of sobbing under the cut about volume one as a treat while I try to find the text limit on a post I guess.

So like. Here be spoilers. blame @spliqi.

Why is the art so fucking pretty though. Like. look at him. He's gorgeous. There's so much visibly wrong with him. How does he look both more unhinged and softer than the canon version. I love him so much.

The purple eyes and the wings are going to fucking kill me and this is the cover—

What do you mean the first thing we see upon opening the book is akutagawa with white dove's wings and blood over his heart and on the edge of his mouth and Atsushi behind him with a black bird splaying its wing over his shoulder? The pastel purple highlighting is going to make me bite things especially since the page beside it has a much darker violent purple. I have not even read this page. This does not bode well for me.

HE FUCKING SUICIDE MISSIONED THIS??? Why is the bruised purple moon screwing me up. FULLY thought he went in with 'they're all dead' but like "WE're all dead" is?? Oh my god. I cannot ramble for every single thought i will take a week to make it through one fucking book that way but the temptation is there because what do you mean he didn't intend to come back?? Everyone is dead but GIN ISNT?!

Oh my god why is chuuya so fucking pretty all the time. The red on dazai. Their nearly-matching eyes but the expression on Chuuya's face??? Is?? He wants to bite things. Atsushi is beautiful?? His fucking eyes are straight up gold?? Why did i think that was fanfic-only. his eyes are gold. Visual Continuity and all but why are his bangs like that if he's been out of the orphanage and around both chuuya and kouyou for several years. Is he cutting them with his claws.

Disassociation King Akutagawa. But also can I just— "being beaten by adults" is so?? If he's been wrecking havoc in the slums with Rashomon enough to supposedly draw dazai's attention than who the fuck is landing a hit on this kid. Or like, was it just that he's untrained and reactive and his collateral is probably insane because untrained and reactive. Y'all. I'm supposed to believe this kid is violence inherent when he's got an ability that can eat people and he's getting the shit kicked out of him??

Why are the other kids being a dick to the one guy trying to keep them safe actually. I'm calling bullshit man, if akutagawa's the sole protector then like, they'd be treating him like the sheep did chuuya. Uh. Before the whole murder attempt. They need him.

This is why I can't liveblog on tumblr yall would've drawn and quartered me by now for spamming

Fully believed that dog was drinking from the juice box and had to zoom in.

…"let's all buy steamed sweet potatoes!" immediately gets jumped goddamnit I would murder for these kids and they've been on the page for .5 seconds. Akutagawa showing up like that?? Baby. Baby boy. Perfect angel.

They're starving homeless kids and I'm failing to see where I'm supposed to think literally anything Akutagawa does is like, too much of a reaction. God he's so pretty.

"Akutagawa-san!" THOSE ARE HIS KIDS MOTHERFUCKER look at him standing right in front of them!! One slice; economical. He made his point and HE COULD HAVE just killed the guy but he didn't. Y'all. I love him.

"Okay," he says while squatting down to give the hurt kid a piggy back, "let's go home." Im fucking squealing. If this kid had been given even a fucking OUNCE of a chance he'd be the sweetest fucking man alive. He cares so much fuck yoooou and your heartless cur nonsense. He's the one who patched them up too becuase I said so

Why is he sitting perched on the desk staring out the window like a fucking owl. He's ridiculous. This boy literally never had two seconds to put his guard down. What if i cry.

The mom in me is going insane i need everyone to know this. I know whats coming for these kids but they're mine now. The little guy going heehehehee? Adopted

I can't get over Akutagawa on the DESK you fucking gargoyle

Oh fuck that's how they get caught up in the mafia nonsense?? Listen if your mobsters are so bad at being mobsters they just fucking DROP DIAMONDS near homeless orphans like, take the loss. You're an idiot. This should not have made me laugh. Akutagawa just fucking stabs it out of the kids hand. But also the way they treat akutagawa is killing me. He's literally oda.

THE PANEL WITH AKUTGAWA BEFORE THE MOON IM DYING I NEED IT ON MY EYELIDS. How does this kid know rashomon can't cut a diamond. Also. why can't rashomon cut a diamond if it cuts everything else. Don't give me only a diamond can cut a diamond when that ability cuts space. (Things to file under 'he's untrained i guess?? Street rat too busy trying to keep a bunch of babies alive to put a lot of thought into expanding the use of the creature in his shirt. Priorities.)

Oh gin. My lovely wonderful amazing gin who makes no sense to me in this verse so im preemptively blaming dazai. Smartest one there, immediately clocks the problem, and akutagawa instantly attempts to do damage control. How IS THIS A KID WHO WAS TOO WILD AND SELFISH TO LOVE HUH

Aw fuck the headshot's done so well I hate it my whole heart just dropped and I knew this was coming—

that kid was like maybe ten, at best. Fuck

AKUTAGAWA's FUCKING EYE. Oh he's so panicked. Also why do they continually give him the most insane eyelashes. I approve of the eyelashes. Can we stay here with the eyelashes and not make me read the part where they riddle a bunch of starving babies with holes. No? Fine. deep breath

This is so silly. Why are you idiots so happy to murder infants. You could've brought them in and groomed them into little mafia monsters or whatever but nah, you're republicans like, murder is fun and free. How is this kid begging for help with a hole between his eyes. I am talking so much shit becuase I saw akutagawa's face and im going to fucking CRY

Actually can we talk about this real quick. The narrative in canon is all, "he's always been like this," when like. Clearly he hasn't. There's NO coherent reaction here. He's losing his shit, he doesn't know what to do, they're all falling and bleeding and dying at his feet and he's just screaming their names, he reaches for one of them because he doesnt know whaat to DO, RASHOMON DOES NOT ONCE MAKE AN APPEARANCE. HIS INSTINCT WAS TO GO TO THEM PHYSICALLY. HE DIDNT FUCKING CALL RASHOMON. Unless the darkened sleeve counts but that's not lashing out, it's not reacting, it's armoring one sleeve probably unconsciously. Like?? His reaction was to go to them. I'm going to die.

And it's gin? It's gin who thinks past it. It's gin who stops him from grabbing that one kid, it's gin who pulls him out with her and gin saves him but he couldn't save anyone. Even himself. Oh fuck he's hit? Ohmy fucking fuck asldkfjsa;gDid gin get fucking shot or is that from the GLASS SHE THREW THEM OUT OF. Why do we keep throwing gin out windows. Stop it.

He's so upset. Gin's so upset. They're so fucking young. they're so young.

"I'm not going to win," he says, he's going to go make them pay, because what's the point in the guard dog living if his charges are gone. Right. Im cool. So cool. Not a mess. Gin's face has me tearing up

Hi. "The realm of death would have felt better than this." So. Okay. He's literally like, crazy with grief right now. Holding the kid who froze to death?? I need 50x blankets, some stuffies and like, a cocoa to pretend I'm fine right now

IF THAT WAS LIFE THAN THIS IS VENGEANCE. Okay but like. Grief feels like that kinda. A punishment for having loved. For having, in his case, failed. He's trying to hurt himself while hurting those that took his kids. I already need therapy who let me read this.

HE HURTS HIMSELF MORE TO BE ABLE TO GET CLOSER. I feel like cheering isn't what I'm meant to do here but. Y'know. My boy's sharp. Hell yeah.

Wait wait wait wait are the guys who killed them not port mafia?? They're MEETING portmafia? Presumably dazai. The fuck. Also deeply funny in a very not funny way that aku came up with this so quick and it's WORKING because he KNOWS PEOPLE LIKE THIS but also really just reinforces for me how using rashomon to kill isn't his first instinct because like. He's standing in the middle of them. They'd be dead by now if it was.

HE USES RASHOMON LIKE A FUCKING KNIFE oh oh oh my god he has to be up cLOSE he doesn't know how to make it go too far?? Screaming he took this fuckers HEAD CLEAN OFF. Fuck off im so proud right now actually something something he's usually presented in such a way where I feel like I'm supposed to think he's stupid but? I do not. He is not stupid. He's just. Y'know. Tunnel vision baby.

But also of COURSE he is that is how you stay not dead

Oh my god the—the latching onto the second guy and SPIKE EXPLOSION?? Insane. Absolutely living for the way he's drawn here. Rashomon coming off his arms like that is so pretty. That's an extension of himself!! This kid is moving so fast. The fuck do you mean he cut the third guy's feet off. There are no rules but also this is making me remember some godawful horror movie my sister made me watch that boiled down to rich people paying to be able to murder other people and one guy was being eaten alive and someone else had his Achilles slit and tried to run and oh guess what i still hate it so much but akutagawa's face makes it worth it

how many villains souls should I drag with me to hell I am fully not seeing where I should not be on this kid's side y'all. Dazai explain your bullshit to me. You can't because your reasons are just oda and oda would be livid with you on all fronts this boy is a protector fight me

where the fuck did this kid get multiple grenades

The single eye ball. "Is he trying to die." "Doesn't he value his own life" Bsd is a comedy. He's literally slaughtering you and making it look easy because you fucking killed all of his kids

I WAS IN THE PROCESS OF TEACHING THE VALUE OF A LIFE TO YOU he says. The value of the lives they TOOK im insane He's not even trying to dodge any of these bullets this kid is literally letting them riddle him full of holes because then it'll be over but he's taking them all with him. Right. Okay. Im not okay.

But also this little image of him with his arms thrown out and Rashomon trailing from them and also from his sides so he looks like a six legged spider?? He's a bug in every universe.

He could've used rashomon just there. He's so angry and so hurt and so fucked up he ripped the guy's throat out with his teeth. Do you know how much pressure that takes. Human teeth are bad at this.

This boy never once saw himself as human. That's. That's what this is. He had a single purpose; he failed it. He's seeking his own punishment alongside serving theirs.

It's been years since the last time i had fresh meat. I don't know what the fuck i thought that was part of but i did not think it was this. 100000/10 A+ unhinged little gremlin boy here to ensure he haunts them even in death.

There are 2k words in this doc and im only on page 40/192. Fuck. How does this kid live he's been shot like a thousand times and he's not even flinching because who fucking CARES right?? He has a job to do.

I lied he fell over. NOT liking the way he lays there exactly like he does when he dies for atsushi. Nope. No. Stop it.

This last guy's like. Having a breakdown. And it's funny. Are you telling me akutagawa fell over and either A) played dead to get this idiot to come closer and it worked or B) passed the fuck out frmo blood loss and this guy was like HA FUCK YOU and decided to KICK HIM rather than shoot him in the head to make sure the demon boy was really dead. Like. You deserved this, my guy. You literally did this to yourself. Twice.

I don't even care I'm fully here for blood soaked and unhinged tiny akutagawa

Why did you turn him into sushi, though. Did you just pick up his faCE to make sure he's dead when he's in fifty million pieces.

Not aku realizing he could've done that without getting himself killed fuck

Dazai's here and im angry already. "Under your own free will," rather than a "product of your environment" bro. Bro. Bro do you know what you do to atsushi. Because it's remove free will and force him to react as a product of the environment you create for him. Shut the fuck up.

"Do you want to kill me? You're so stupid," says the guy who just watched some kid try to avenge his friends deaths rather than stop it at any point in time because like. He could've. "Haha you're so violent," says the guy who goes on to torment atsushi into literally eating people in this verse knowing full well he torments akutagawa into whatever the fuck is wrong with him in canon.

"Dying for revenge," dazai says like he's not using this whole universe as some weird revenge against the universe where oda dies

Okay I will grant him the ONE (1) point that it leaves gin alone if he dies.

I'm going to counter it with why the fuck doesn't gin give a shit that their whole family just got slaughtered. Why is GIN so aloof from all this. Why is gin only interacting with akutagawa. What did you say to gin before all this started dazai, huh? What prophecy did you whisper in that kid's ear that you helped make manifest to get her to LEAVE HER BROTHER BEHIND when that is ALL SHE EVER HAD and clearly ALL SHE EVER CARED ABOUT

Absolutely not taking anything dazai says here seriously. This is nonsense to me. Gin's as safer in the city while akutagawa dealt with this. Should he have made an effort to not get dead to get back to her because she's not dead and she needs him? Yeah probably. Does it make complete sense to me why he did what he did? Crystal clear. Can those things coexist? YES.

I don't care y'all, gin should've followed his stupid ass and told him they'll do it together because she needs him alive but also those guys like. Should die about it. So. Unpopular opinion probably. But what the fuck gin

OH MY GOD RASHOMON GOES FUCKING HAM WHEN HE THINKS GINS BEING THREATENED this is literally proving my point this boy loves gin so much? He's yknow a deeply traumatized 14 year old who made a stupid fucking call in the heat of WATCHING EVERYONE DIE?? But the SECOND he things it's GIN they're after he gets MORE VIOLENT than he was two seconds ago

Fuuuuck you dazai and your holier than thou whatever this is bullshit. You make no sense to me unless you literally expect this kid to be able to be fully emotionless like you thought he was and HE NEVER WAS because he's not you! And you're so emotional you're flipping the whole world around for oda! So like! You're failing your own ideals you bitch

WHEN YOU REALIZE YOUR WEAKNESS COME FIND ME he says. And then he kidnaps gin. I dont care that she thinks shes going willingly. That's—-that reeks of set up and we don't see how he gets her to leave akutagawa behind, but it's not hard to imagine he fed her some shit about aku being fucked up and that's why she is the way she is now becuase like SHE WAS NOT LIKE THAT BEFORE. He literally kidnapped her and left aku to die of a million bullets. (Seriously how is he not dead) what the fuck is the weakness? CARING about people?? Not meticulously planning out his revenge arc first???

I would like to curb stomp this dazai actually

The sheer agony in how akutagawa hates himself so fully but he's too weak and hurt to go find gin but she NEEDS him and im UNWELL

4.5 years pass?? How wierd is the timeline here? Is he almost 19 and thus atsushi is 16-17? Or like. Are they older when this happened to keep them the same ages? Is it backward for no reason and atsushi's 20 while akutagawa's 18? We have no idea do we

He's eating weeds beside the river, alone, and day dreaming about soup. This is the violent wild animal you ditched dazai?

How many bullets are still in this kid. Can he walk through metal detectors do you think. Is he mostly scar tissue now. How is he nOT DEAD

Fuck i hit 3k. Im on page 54. Kill me. Im so MAD. HOW DOES GIN GO FROM THROWING THEM OUT A WINDOW TO LEAVING HIM TO DIE BECAUSE SOME FUCKING ONE EYED TWINK SAID SO

Listen I was a stupid kid who lashed out physically more than once but there is very little that would've made me worse than someone telling me some shit like ditch your shitty sibling. And I have never even liked my siblings. #firstborn solidarity i guess.

Not until I SAVE MY SISTER. Exactly. Also the way he perks up at the mugwort. Why is he so cute. How does he know what mugwort is, who taught him herbs. I'm headcanoning the got picked up by a hedgewitch post shootout and that's how he didn't die and also how he learned herbs and why he likes growing things, That's the dead woman's coat he stole. Boom. I'm so full of shit someone tell me why he is like this

Okay but. Does anyone else feel like Dazai and that whole thing really just reinforced this behavior, he strikes first and asks never with oda. The BAGS under his eyes

Also. Hi. Hello. Oda.just. Insert incoherent gesture here. oda.

Oda who fucking punches him in the gut again and when the winds knocked out of him just scoops him up. He's so tiny, he is SO TINY. How tall is oda, is Aku efen more of a rail here than in canon, I'm dying why is he so small.

Can I also just say. That it is. Extremely. Attractive. How oda just goes, well, Is anyone gonna claim the feral weed eating kid and then does n o t wait for an answer, this is his feral weirdo now thanks. Matches Akutagawa's weird so easily. Unflappable. I love him. These two just blink at each other and probably have entire conversations that way.

Stop drawing Akutagawa so pretty. Stop it. Do not ever stop. This is really reinforcing that one joke I made ages ago about how canon Atsushi jsut blurts pretty the second he sees beast Aku and canon Aku is like the FUCK?? While beast Aku is ?? And beast Atushi straight up laughs in his face and Atushi debates walking off a cliff about it. I'm right.

Why is he covered in blood on the next page. Why does that not detract from the pretty.

Flash to oda's death. Also some nonsense. People live to save themselves. squints Dazai internalized that in the stupidest way possible didnt he. Wait does Dazai have the bandage on the opposite side???? Bitch why are you dreaming about oda he would be so mad at you I'm so serious please tell me I get oda yelling at him at some point I know he tries to talk to him eventually.

I love the mafia windows though. Those rooms must be hell to keep cool in the summer lmao

Aku where did you get a whole new fit. Did the ada give you these clothes like Atsushi's stuff. He's just staring out the window watching the sun rise, I could cry, this boy has never been safe enough to sleep.

He doesn't know how phones work. I said this to roadtripwithlucifer and I'll say it again but like HOW DOES NO ONE CLOCK THAT THE STREET RAT HAS A STREET RAT EDUCATION which means NONE. He knows Jack shit! This boy probably cannot read or write and has never in his life held a phone what IS THIS

I've never lived in such luxury he says about an empty room and oda's like visible confusion? street rat you found him eating WEEDS come ON

Ugh an entry exam right off the bat, I know I'm in the minority but the whole concept bothers me so much. "Prove to us you're a good person," or whatever when a) all of them are gray as fuck and b) reactions are impossible to predict, hinge heavily on the life you've lived and just how the squishy thing in your skull interprets electrical signals. Oh also, you can,,, train them. Did Kunikida have to monologue about his ideals during his entrance exam before he made a choice, because I would not be surprised .

Which really is jsut a rant because full offense there's a nonzero chance I would have been like…. no. Oda was vague as fuck and I don't even know what he wanted but I'm here and now you're being weird as hell too and like, I don't trust y'all so I'm out lmfao

Oh my god, Aku just barges in I'm wheezing kuni is like ?? That's a new one is he stupid. No. I mean kinda, but no, he just,,, doesn't have a reason not to.

WHEEZING TANIZAKI FREEZES HES SO CONFUSED bc Aku walks right up I'm dying everyone is like this guy's nuts which is nice actually bc I felt like everyone was kind of making fun of Atsushi for having a very reasonable breakdown

Meanwhile Aku's like. Try me. Dead faced. I'm in love. But also it makes sense because he knows he can handle it!! And like who gives a shit if he can't, all that'll happen is he dies and some jackass with him lmao Depressionnnn but also. He's not WRONG

Oh shit Tanizaki nearly died. Whoops. THATS WHY YOU DONT PLAY THIS GAME WITHOUT PRIOR IDEA OF HOW SOMEONE MIGHT REACT JFC. Akutagawa's squinting at everyone and wondering why they're insane which is so funny to me since they're so sure he's mental, like, y'all. No im still siding with him tbh

Her brother, Aku says with wide sad eyes. He's tracking nothing else. But also the 'you made those last night' had me cackling ngl

SITTING AT THE TABLE. This is so funny to me. Resting bitch face of all time, he's just vibing. However this implied other folks tend to be pissed post exam and like, yeah. Yeah I hope so. That's fucked.

HE WAS ONLY UPSET BC HE THOUGHT TANIZAKI WAS ROUGHT ON NAOMI I love him he's so silly the second she's like no it's fine he's like oh cool AND THEN IT PROVES HE WAS JUST VIBING BT SHOWING HIS FACE NEVER CHANGED AHAHAHAA I'm squishing him. Cackling what do you mean kuni was like he's mad at YOU so I don't care aodfjngsodjfg. Tanizaki is handling this so bad it's great. Wait he calls him -San? So he's? Older? The timeline is going to bother me forever

"I don't have likes or dislikes," names things he likes and dislikes. TANIZAKI HOW DO YOU KEEP MAKING THIS WORSE

Okay I'm annoyed actually. The waitress slips, akutagawa calmly scoops her up AND all the things she was carrying and asks if they're all okay and you're telling me kuni nearly pulled a gun and started thinking about bloodlust when there was literally zero of that happening. If anything THIS was a better clue of who he is as a person than the fake bomber and kuni's all ohhh he's so VIOLENT. I'm like? Am I reading the story I'm supposed to be reading?? WHAT about this was violent. He showed great control and reflexes and care for the waitress and the ada members, fight me. His drive for justice is heavily skewed because of the life he's lived. Like. He HAS one it's just not for police-justice because that doesn't exist in the FUCKING STREETS

Why does fukuzawa look so sad here who hurt him

Why does the ada treat prospective hires like they must be executed for failing

Wait no this means atsushi's showing up soon. I'm going to go do literally anything else because seeing im is going To Make Me cry

…and im back bc roadtripwithlucifer gave me sad eyes. Why do all of you want me to cry.

Two guys just had their heads blown off and i am so tempted to insert another image into this shitshow because there's a tiny little guy in the back going 😮 and its taking me OUT

"Stop firing," because your aim sucks, "switch to armor piercing," how is that going to help the shitty aiming though

HOLY SHIT. H O L Y S H I T. Holy FUCKING FUCK?? The tiger?? Oh my god. Okay. Well. That guy's. Very dead. But also. The TIGER LOOKS SO GOOD shut up im ignoring that he's eating people it's fine it's not fine oh my god he bit the fucking head off??

No im back on but how did they draw the tiger so good actually. Because like. That's not a Tiger. That's a beast currently wearing the form of a tiger and i can't quite pin down WHAT it is that makes it look that way. Maybe the weird angles and the eye-glint. How did that big fucking cat just disappear. Every single person in this room just pissed themselves. Am definitely not meant to be delighted but I am.

Oh. Ohhh the guy yelling ordersss and then it pulls back to show he's alone because atsushi already got everyone else. Holy fuck. Chills

CAN ATSUSHI SPEAK AS THE TIGER IN THIS. IS THAT WHAT IM FUCKING SEEING. ATSUSHI CAN S P E A K AS THE TIGER?! Oh. Ooooh. That's. Oh fuck me. Why isn't that everywhere. Wait no the guy gets his light up and it's human atsushi!! The phantom of the tiger is what he was seeingggggggg bc he COUDLNT SEE HIM IN THE DARK. Oh my god. The legend literally preceding him. That was SO well done actually!!! Screaming!!! He lets the last one see him coming,,, i'm drawing so many parallels to tiny akutagawa in my head right now. Atsushi's so SMALL in that coat. Half-lidded eyes, exhausted, dead-eyed. The running eyeliner?? Was a CHOICE. Grabby hands why is he wearing eyeliner and can we get canon atsushi to try it out please. He's so fucked UP and I am WEEPY

The weepy is worse now. Pg108, okay, atsushi's shadow. That's— that's akutagawa's canon silhouette. Hands in pockets, high collar, fluffy hair.

That's. The ghost that should be in this position. Okay. Fuck me sideways

Atsushi why are your bangs still like this. Am i focusing on that so I don't focus on his eyes? Yes. Yes i am.

SCREAMING SCREAMING SCREAMING okay OKAY. TWO FINGERS. He uses two fingernails, barely touching, to tear the man's throat out. Breathing into a PAPER BAG. The precision, the knowledge, the way this has been beaten into him because LOOK AT HIS FACE he's so fucking disassociated oh my fucking god. Dazai's perfect little assassin indeed. And to get it he only had to break him no biggie, definitely better than akutagawa right. (Literally never letting this go what the fuck was that whole spiel EVEN supposed to mEAN. You did the same thing to both boys! You made yourself their whole purpose!!CHEWING ON THE WALLS)

..every single day someone's trying to murder dazai? How bad of a boss is he honestly because it seems like folk don't really try to go after mori that often but EVERY DAY someone's after dazai?? Dazai what are you DOING in those towers

Okay so did he not cut his throat. Did he just dramatically nick him.

"He was death itself gently descending…" gently??? Also look more dehumanization of sskk by literally everyone

Im so sorry but Bad Guy went HEH WE HAVE BOMBS and im laughing

Im laughing not at all now that atsushi's holding himself and talking about how he's afraid of pain and being hurt and death, and how death can't find him if he is death, and he's standing there so small and hunched into himself with eyes that have seen far too much and cry more often than they're dry.

contrasted directly with his eyes on the next page, where the smudges resemble tiger stripes, and he's not small and sad anymore, he's a predator

Can i kill him? KYOKA????? Oh my fucking god KYOKA?! IT IS KYOUKA SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP oh my go shes so fucking young. She looks like a ghost. This man is fully losing control of his bowels

THE BOSS SAID LET ONE LIVE. but he almost hurt you im. I can't. I CANNOT. Dying over the guy being like oh my god its the girl who killed 35 people!! Like my guy i think there are more than that dead literally right next to you. But MORE IMPORTANTLY

Atsushi standing beside kyouka. They're both so hollowed out. They're both so wrong. They're so young and i keep saying that and I WILL keep saying that they're babies THEY LOOK LIKE THEY RAN OUT OF TEARS but they stand so close because everything's terrible. What the FUCK

"She did betray the mafia," "I came back for him," what if I walk off a cliff. Kyouka baby. Ohhh im gonna cry, that's the only panel so far where atsushi's eyes are clear and there's no streaks beneath them. I CAME BACK FOR ATSUSHI and atsushi's eyes are BRIGHT and pretty. How is this allowed.

…only to have atsushi be drawn with a skull for a face right after. I am a MESS. What the fCUK the wing is back angel of death etc etc he's so fucking scared all the time

Why are you giving your name up so easy. Do you not even have a connection to it anymore? Have you divorced yourself from the idea of being human so much that the name is jibberish?

Seriously though i went back and I still wanna know why we get the throat pinch and then a dramatic dark line. Wait no im dumb it's probably motion blur of him removing his hand as another 'I could've taken your throat' skldjfagh

Fuck you he was the goddamn tiger. The fucking COLLAR.

The way Atushi's eyes go to pinpricks when hirostu shows up. Crying. But also tachiharaaaa!! KYOUKA AND HIROTSU TRYING TO TAKE CARE OF ATSUSHI and atsushi's not letting themmmm because what if dazai has more for him to do which makes me think of canon aku snapping open the phone to be like what's next and thanks!! I hate it!! "I'll never betray his orders he saved me" NO WRONG but also!! How is 'take five to stop bleeding' BETRAYING ORDERS ATSUSHI

Dazai what the FUCK did you DO

Oh my god the whiplash of going back to oda Jesus Christ. But also oda beloved by the elderly? Adorable. I just yknow. Still caught on the fucking pit of despair atsushi's in

…no one can make sense of oda's expression. No one can make sense of akutagawa's expression. They're sitting there like two peas in a very autistic pod I love them

"You been eating good," okay how long has he been hanging in the dorm. Like. A day.

squints aku what stupid shit are you thinking that oda's premonition is you cutting his head off. I can't take this seriously. He's. He's still bowing. And trying to stab oda. Just? To see if he can?? What?? Cackling. Having the time of my life. Oda's playing. Barely even moving. Kuni's losing his shit. Tanizaki probably threw himself out the window.akutagawa you're ridiculous you LIKE the cafe you could've waited until you were NOT IN the CAFE with NICE FOOD.

Anyway oda+aku perfect comedy duo

'When i picked him up we were attacked," wait what. Or do you mean when HE attacked. Wheezing. What.

Akutagawa looking so serene, "i am very lucky," while literally trying to take oda's head off and being stopped by a SPOON. This is wonderful I'm staying in this scene because it's silly

LIFE WOULD BE EAISER IF MY FOES WERE ALL IN TRAINING ROOMS. Im keeping him in my POCKET

Kuni's having a stroke, meanwhile oda's calmly like I picked up this insane kid because he wants to kill a couple people i want this scene from tanizaki's pov it woud just be screaming

"let's go introduce him to ranpo!" Ranpo's going to be a brat

Kunikida: are you forgetting something

The cafe: trashed

Im going to lose my mind

Yeah. Yep. Called it. Moment of levity before we're back in port mafia torment nexus with atsushi.

Chuuya. Oh. Nope, don't like that at all. Dazai sitting there smiling like that makes my stomach roil honestly. He knows how fucked everything is. Most insane man in the universe.

Christ he really did make chuuya into his dog here didn't he. Do NOT like chuuya snapping at atsushi one biiiit.

His head is mine to take, chuuya says right after snarling and nearly flattening atsushi for getting too close. Right. Okay. Skk is the extra fucked up flavor of sskk in here. Like. Canonically. This is a real thing. What the fuck am i reading.

Oh the tiny smile when atsushi reports he did so good at murder. He did his job like a good boy. Im going to be ill.

Oh fuck ME he drops aku's name?like atsushi should know it. And when atsushi's like ?? He brushes it off. I am SICKKK.

Slit pupil atsushi—

LIKE A CALM LAKE he says IVE NEVER FALTERED SINCE THAT TIME. He's trying to reassure dazai he's being GOOD and Dazai immediately triggers him. Wow. Okay. Okay. I knew he was conditioned but like this is brutal. Akutagawa retained some semblance of self; he snaps and snarls and argues even while desperate for dazai's gold star. But atsushi… atsushi's lost entirely.

GIN. Fuck does SHE KNOW what this ass wants with her brother?? Does she think he's HELPING somehow? Gin i know you've been like brainwashed to hell and back but Christ girl atsushi is having a breakdown at your feet and im not sure how you see your brother as the bad guy

Especially since we cut to that brother attempting to put together a window he broke while looking like he's got cotton between his ears. Tiniest little silly goose of a man. Two toothpicks wide.

#sskk #bsd beast #sol reads beast #sol condenses yelling into one post rather than fifty billion #beast v. 1 #what im getting out of this is dazai makes me violent #and akutagawa is a dork with a street rat education #and atsushi is a baby who should live in my pocket #and i need to sit gin down and be like de-brainwash-101

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w-d-g · 6 months ago

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remaking pinned post

this is primarily a utdr ask blog (but not always).

it is 17+ in here, im not posting anything super explicit but expect. yknow. adult-ish topics (potentially triggering topics, minor nsfw, swearing, etc.)

asks are #goop posting

comic is #dimension17 (on hold)

im not a huge dni person but i am gonna set up some base preferences of mine.

1. shipping

i dont care who you ship as long as both are unrelated consenting adults. shipping yourself, ocs, and au versions is cool as long as they align with the previously mentioned criteria.

2. general

do not interact with me if you identify with any of the following; anti-choice, terf, zooph, map, zionism, other like. basic human decency things.

ASKS (#goop posting)

(open rarely. you gotta check in sometimes. like a randomized FUN event)

ASKS WITH ART - i will draw your character if you send art of it, and it follows these guidelines.

a. put in some time and effort. i will make my best effort and spend lots of time making your character look as good and accurate as i can if you make an effort also.

b. provide some substance other than “hi, im yn.” i like to see your characters but im not running a free character art service, so only add character art if youve got a reason - such as physical interactions (handshake, hugging), showing items (gifts, etc), or other things like that.

c. this isnt required necessarily but id be more likely to do your ask (if you arent sure it fits the other requirements) if you draw gaster in there. i like to see ppls interpretations of him.

RB CHAINS/RP

if youd like to continue an ask conversation over multiple posts, you can reblog it with another response, and i will do so in return. if youre have an idea for a longer rp that you want to share, dont be afraid to message me about it.

OTHER ASK RULES

if i dont answer an ask, it may be too complicated, go against the lore i have set up (this may be the lore stated explicitly or the secret lore i have planned), its repetitive, etc. if you have questions, ask in the comments of this post.

dont give me anything too complicated to draw - when asks are open i gotta try and make the drawing time about the same for each response.

you can give him small things, be aware they disappear after a while unless he’s touching them (blanket, bed) or he is actively thinking about them (puzzles, books). eventually all disappear.

CANT ACCEPT ANIMAL COMPANIONS

ASKS LORE/STORY INFO

he cant use his abilities without significant strain, but he is effectively invincible while in the void.

time outside of ask hours is real time, and complete empty silence.

he isnt sure if he’s dead, or hallucinating everything you guys do, or what. dont expect too much consistency for this reason.

he remembers more and more each ask opening. he doesnt seem to share everything.

DIMENSION 17 (#dimension17)

on pause until i feel like doing it again lol.

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anime-grimmy-art · 1 year ago

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It’s this time of the year again, folks. Time to wrap up the art Ive made in the last 12 months in another Year in Review! I’ve noticed that this is my fifth Year in Review in a row, so I’ll be making an extra post looking back on the progress in those last 5 years!

I've got a lot to say about this year, but purely art wise, I've gone all when it comes to comics, damn! I've kinda found a format that is messy, and therefore more time efficient, yet still looks good. I even made 2 animatics and lotsa shorts/reels! All that on top of opening coms twice, and, oh yeah, MAKING A WHOLE ASS 4MIN ANIMATION ON MY OWN.

How is my hand still alive.

2023 has been….interesting, to say the least. The first half year I was working on my thesis project, aka making an animated short all on my own (in the art department), which makes it honestly surprising how much I managed to churn out between animating. Trigun rly did have me in a choke hold.

Summer was a bit more spotty, esp. with me not being able to draw anything during August as I was writing my thesis (and doing commissions). And towards the end of the year, Kingdom Hearts tried to save me, but alas, Genshin Impact has finally sunk its teeth into me and dragged me to the bottom of the rabbit hole. It all started with me watching a story summary and lore videos while I was sick after my thesis and I was too intrigued to not dig deeper and well, first I fell in love with Kaeya and then the ships started dropping in left and right.

I’m not gonna lie, the last few months have been weird. I finished my masters in October, and have been on job hunt since, sadly without success so far. I’m existing in this weird limbo of still not grasping I’m not a student anymore after 18 years in education, not really being able to accept I’m an adult, yet desperately trying to find something so I can make a routine, cos rn Im too scared to build a rhythm as I know I’ll have a so much harder time readjusting again. It’s left me in a weird emotional state, where most of the time I feel fine, but when it counts, there’s just, nothing. No joy at getting my diploma, no anticipation to finally go to a convention again, neither any sadness hearing my grandfather died. It frustrates me that it extends to my art as well, there’s excitement over ideas and concepts, but no motivation to pick up the pencil, which makes me either not finish art at all or making so many shortcuts and just ending up with sth not satisfactory to me since it’s not the idea I sought after.

Tho, not everything is doom and gloom. I DID finish a whole ass short animation and got my masters degree, that IS sth to be proud of. Also, while Im struggling at drawing, I’ve also kinda started integrating my shortcuts into my style and some stuff I’ve thrown together actually turns out real good nowadays. Also, and this might be a bit of a weird one, I’m so fucking happy to know I can still enjoy gay ships. I’ve been a bit uncertain over the last few years because when I was around 16-18, I had a real big yaoi phase, which mostly came from the fact so much stuff came out that tickled my brain in the right way (Free, Haikyuu, etc.). But over the years, my enthusiasm died down, and I even started to resent some ships because it’s all some fandoms produced. I often found myself liking a hetero ship more than the popular gay ship, which really made me not wanna stick around because I did not care for most fanart and you can only go through a tag with art you don’t care about so long before you lose interest. I think in retrospect that it rly had nothing to do with the ships being gay ships but rather cos the fans just shoved it in your face when you didn’t care (and shipping culture nowadays also can get real scary). But I’m so happy to see I can still get obsessed with a ship and it’s all thanks to Haikaveh/Kavetham. It really just needed the right flavour for me to dig in again. And oh my god, I FINALLY like a ship with a SHIT TON of art and fanfictions, no more scrounging the crumbs from the bottom of the barrel.

Anyways, enough lamenting. Here’s to hoping I can bite my tongue and get shit started properly in 2024, and that my brainrots may make me obsessed enough to churn out an obscene amount of fanart again.

#art year in review #anime-grimmy #fanart #sketch #comic #animatic #undertale #trigun #legend of zelda #monster hunter #kingdom hearts #undead unluck #genshin impact

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bayfuzzball7050 · 1 year ago

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SIEMPRE SE PUEDE PEDIR TRADUCCIÓN‼️‼️‼️

INTRODUCTION POST AND RULES 🔥🔥🦾🦾🦾🦈🦈

(Edit— 23/09/2024) I kinda got excited writing this ☠️

There’s like a worrying amount of text. I’m not sure everyone can gut how much I wrote 😭😭

But here are like the basics of my blog:

The name’s César or Diego. Call me whatever ya want, idc

I’m a Trans Guy, he/him exclusively.

☆ Artist — I mostly make jjba fanart (currently insane about it)

☆ Art requests are currently OPEN!!

When open: I draw anything except complex backgrounds, Steven universe fanart, danganronpa fanart and proship stuff. Suggestive requests go to @bayfuzzball7050-afterdark

☆ Writer (no fanfic here tho)

☆ if I use emojis, be aware that most of the time it’s ironic

☆ I make a lot of kys/kms jokes, if you’re not ok with this, please don’t follow

☆ i LOVE spammers, spam likes, reblogs, whatever as much as you like :3

☆ if ya wanna be mutuals just ask I don’t mind I’ll just check yo vibe and that’s it

Art tag: #my art

Post tag/reblogs where I add something: #☆ momazos diego

Quality posts tag (aka when I think): #chamber of reflection (reflexionando en la chamba)

Posting when I should be asleep tag: #trasnochadoposting

oc and au masterpost

brushes I use

☆ art summary 2024! ☆

BY THE WAY!!

☆ I usually don’t add tw (tho I dont post stuff with heavy themes often if I’m honest like I rarely do it) But if anything, be wary

☆ I also always have my notifications off so please don’t feel bad if I don’t answer a dm or anything of the sort

☆ please excuse me if I reblog/like artists who are proshippers, I don’t tend to check blogs before interacting🧍🏽(I’ve gotten myself blocked many times because of this)

☆ also like if they problematic in general like idk if maybe someone I reblogged has been in a big ahh controversy or summ so uhhh forgive me

dni and fandoms im in below the cut

So, I think imma make(try) a dni list but ik it’s ultimately useless cuz like I can’t force ya and im not your dad plus I’m too lazy to look through every blog that reblogs or likes but uh blocklist ig???

It’s just basic dni tbh

SHIT THAT GETS YA BLOCKED ‼️‼️

(some of these are oddly specific)

☆ Basic dni, conservatives, proship, profic, to be more specific incest & minor x adult shippers, kodocons, SWERFS and radfems, Transmeds/Truscums/anti-MOGAI, Transid, Radqueers in general, NSFW agere blogs (SFW agere it’s cool I don’t mind), pro-contact, anti-recovery, harmful Paraphilics, Pro-ANA/Pro-MIA, and anti endogenic system mfs

☆ swifties.

Exceptions and specifics:

☆ I think Selfshippers / yumeshippers are cool plus they aren’t hurting anyone most of the time

☆ people tend to think that transid has therians in it and no, I think therians, kinnies and fictives are cool (dont get it but cool nonetheless)

☆ I do not care about the original meaning of proshipper or if I’m technically one, why? Simple, all of them tend to be people who think they’re oppressed for getting off to teens and incest

To be honest I don’t check the blogs of most people who reblog or like but- Ricky…Ricky when I catch you Ricky-

(I mostly notice when I get followed but uh- anyway 😻)

THIN ICE:

☆ dsmp fans

As much as I enjoy the Fanart and maybe the roleplay was interesting I have like personal beef with the fanbase and creators

☆ Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel/Viziepop supporters

I hate it a lot so if you don’t wanna see posts shitting on it maybe don’t follow

☆ Hannibal Fans

The franchise is fire but I also have beef with Hannibal fans cuz for some reason most of them proshippers

☆ MHA fans for the same reason as Hannibal fans

☆ Same with South Park

☆ Same goes for Homestuck fans

☆ Same goes for Steven Universe fans. It’s mid btw

☆ ONE PIECE fans, y’all didn’t do anything wrong it’s just that I haven’t caught up with the show 😭😭

☆ NSFW blogs (as in porn/smut)

ANYWAY

Languages I speak:

☆ Spanish (mother language)

☆ English

☆ A tiny bit of Italian

FANDOMS IM IN (but I forget sometimes 😿)

☆ JJBA (what I post about mostly (going insane over this))

☆ Yakuza (slowly going insane)

☆ Brawl Stars

☆ WEIRD AL YANKOVIC

☆ LOST MEDIA. (Believe it or not, im also going insane over this.)

☆ Berserk

☆ The Eltingville Club

☆ Mouthwashing

☆ Madoka Magica

☆ ikigusare (best virtual girl band ever fr fr)

☆ Gorillaz

☆ Saiki K

☆ Good Omens

☆ Moral Orel

☆ Dorohedoro

☆ My Little Pony

☆ Sonic fandom

☆ Undertale / Deltarune

☆ Breaking Bad / Better Call Saul

☆ El Cuarteto De Nos

☆ Azumanga Dioh!

☆ Vocaloid

☆ Project Sekai

☆ D4DJ

☆ Food Fantasy

☆ FNAF (grrrr I love fnaf,,)

☆ Emo / Scene / Scemo (I just don’t have money for clothes nor the patience to make a blog only for that 😭😭)

☆ actually like another shit ton more but I can’t remember 😔

Socials:

☆ Reddit u/BayFuzzball7050 (old account, permanently banned)

☆ Reddit u/BayFuzzball404 (Current Account)

☆ ofc Tumblr

☆ Wattpad and AO3 but we ain’t talking about that 🤫🧏‍♂️

☆ @bayfuzzball7050-art is my art blog (reblogs from here)

☆ @bayfuzzball7050-afterdark is my mature (straight up porn) art blog

☆ I HAVE AN ARTFIGHT!

☆ Pixiv

☆ Bluesky

☆ Bluesky but it’s just porn

Dis me btw

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thekinkyleopard · 8 months ago

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A Rough Night

A Sven & Elex Snz Drabble

⚠️Content Warning⚠️

Allergens, Snz, Violence, Cursing

Description: The boys try to escape the stress by heading out to the bar. Yet, it doesn’t go well when a nearby patron triggers the badger’s sensitive allergies!

Author’s Notes: Oh….Hey guys 😅 I’ve had this one sitting for about a month and haven’t had the will to write because well….my life has been insane while going through this divorce, moving, meeting someone new and trying to figure my shit out. 😭 Found myself with the slight will to live tonight, so I finished this idea up! Theres no smut, I KNOW IM SORRY….but I had a lot of fun writing this out. Hope you all enjoy and I’m sorry I’m constantly coming and going. Been a rough year. I love yall who still interact and wait patiently for my next release. You real ones 🥺💚 @aller-geez Owns Sven and did the cover art!

Elex and Sven pushed open the heavy wooden doors, the sounds of raucous laughter and clinking glasses assaulted their ears. The dimly lit bar was filled with a thick haze of smoke, making it difficult to see through the throngs of people milling about. Elex, with his dull green hair, felt like an alien in this dingy establishment. He wrinkled his nose at the overwhelming stench of stale beer and sweat that hung heavily in the air. "Ugh, this place fuckin’ stinks," he grumbled, his mismatched eyes scanning the crowd, disgusted at the faces that lingered upon them. His annoyance at having to be there was palpable while they stood just inside the entrance.

“Don’t be such a sour puss, Els, I need this night out, and I need a couple drinks to unwind, we’ve been cooped up in the house for WEEKS,” the Cheshire pouted, sticking his tongue out playfully at his somewhat grumpy boyfriend. In response, Elex rolled his eyes in a mixture of annoyance and resignation.

“We’re here aren’t we? Stop your bitchin’ lets go get drunk,” reaching out to grip his boyfriend by the wrist, knowing the hand would be too intimate in such a public setting. Sven was used to this behavior by now and didn’t care, so long as he got to do what they came there to do. Get ripped, yap, maybe snack on some peanuts, and go back home. An adult version of touching some grass. They each walked up to the bar and slid into the empty barstools provided, next to an older gentleman on one side, and a younger on the other. Elex scowled unpleasantly from a side view glance as he slipped into his seat. “Whiskey on the rocks,” the badger ordered off his drink of choice for the night. “Same thing,” Sven chirped with a quick raise of his index before swinging his body slightly over to face more in the other’s direction. “So, tomorrow, I’m thinking about upgrading our internet services, shit is too fuckin’ slow to achieve the game play and stream from what we have currently…it’s fuckin’ up my views,” he pushed back a few strands of stray teal hair that dangled just above his orange gaze. As the bartender slid them their drinks, Elex nodded toward the man before returning his attention to 7. “Yeah okay, well how much extra is that gonna run us do you know? We have some wiggle room but not if the bill goes from $50 to $200….I don’t know….” feeling rather skeptical of all the ways Sven’s streaming has sort of cost them between his personal build, games, internet, and other equipment. He was glad his boyfriend had something he enjoyed doing, and was even able to make a good profit off it, but it felt like everyday he was buying some high tech keyboard, or upping their bills which made it feel like they weren’t really progressing financially. It was starting to stress the badger out, he hadn’t been getting any marks lately since the police were on high alert. Some seasons were just better than others so he had been relying on selling copper, but he was running low on spots to harvest from. It was a miracle they were even making ends meet.

Sven lifted the glass to his lips, taking a slow, deliberate sip of his alcoholic beverage. His body language exuded nonchalance, as if their conversation was about something insignificant and unimportant, he shrugged. Elex could see the indifference in Sven's eyes and it only fueled his own anger. He could feel the heat rising in his chest as he tried to keep his emotions in check. The clinking of ice cubes echoed in the background, a stark contrast to the tension between the two men. “Just a shrug? Seriously? Sven you know we’ve been relying on MY shit to keep us afloat, your fuckin’ video games aren’t paying bills,” his voice cut through like a sharp knife through the chest. “They’re not? Then how did we get $200 worth of groceries yesterday?” With an intense narrowing of his vibrant orange eyes, he directed a heated glare towards his boyfriend. The thoughtless disregard for his feelings left him stunned and incredulous. He internally scoffed, his ‘fucking video games’….as if streaming wasn’t a real line of work. “You’re about to really piss me off….Yes that is useful but our MORTGAGE, and the PG&E, and you know, CAR payments….shit is adding up and every fuckin’ week there’s something new added to the list of your god damn bullshit…I support you wanting to chase a passion but not when it’s effecting the life we have worked so hard to build,” Elex quickly downed the remainder of his drink, wishing for a slight buzz to ease the hopelessness he felt in this conversation.

“Look, I get it, but it fuckin’ takes money to make it so, MAYBE, get off my ass a little bit…can we talk about this later? When we ARENT trying to just enjoy the evening?” With an exasperated shake of his head and a dismissive roll of his eyes, Sven reached out for his glass, the ice cubes clinking against the sides as he lifted it to his lips. Letting out a frustrated sigh, Els knocked on the wooden bar with his knuckles, signaling to the busy bartender for another drink. The sound of glasses clinking and people talking filled the air of the crowded bar, but Elex was lost in his own thoughts as he waited for his order to be fulfilled. Finally, the bartender caught his signal and obliged, sliding a fresh glass towards him with practiced ease.

“Fine but you’re not go-…n..H’…Hih…” he struggled suddenly, noticeably, his mouth started to jar open and it hit him unexpectedly. The older man next to him, had taken off his jacket, wafting a gust of fragrant air directly within Elex’s personal space. “Son of a -…H’UhtTSCHhiew! h’Ushh’iew! etUSCHOOOO!” a sudden series of sneezes escaped his body, his eyes watering, nose and throat suddenly itchier than they’d been in a long time. Was that Gain? Tide pods? He didn’t know, all he knew was the asshole beside him was sending him into a full tizzy. He sniffled gently trying to hide the fact he was slowly turning into a leaking mess, grabbing a bar napkin to wipe his nose carefully. “Shit, you good Els?” Sven reached out to comfort his boyfriend, a flattened palm against his back. The heated urgency of their conversation suddenly melting away when he realized the storm had hit his lover. “Y-Yeah I’m F-…hh’IEXsHHH! H’UMFShhhhiew! h’USSHH!!” it came out full force, he did what he could to capture them within the confines of the napkin he clutched within his palm. Just great, just what he needed on a night out to relax, typical. “Bless you, El…” Sven getting slightly worried they may actually have to just head back home, maybe pick up some drinks from the gas station instead, despite how badly Sven needed a change of pace. “We can head home if you wa-….” “No, we’re nod leabing….SndFff,” he snuffled loudly, trying to snort up any of the excessive leakage that threatened to pour down his face. This was the absolute worst. Curse him and his rat ass allergies. He hucked and hacked, his mouth jarring open and closed as he fought against the allergens making a nest within his sinuses. The bartender slid them their second drinks, taking longer as the bar filled up with more and more patrons. A few people turning to glance with an aura of judgement, but the badger glared daggers and they quickly turned away. “Nosey fuckin-….Hh’uhSSCCHHHHwww! ehh’TSHIEW! hh’IEXSH!!” this time the green haired man blew within the crook of his arm, wetting the spot of skin there with a plume of saliva. “Gross….” he groaned weakly, irritated he didn’t have a whole lot of room to release. “Babe seriously we can just….” suddenly cut off by a lifted brown speckled palm. “Stop, jusd dring your fuggin shid, SNDfF,” He let out a loud, wet snort and reached for the small package of tissues inside the pocket of his jeans. His nose was red and moist from the constant blows as he battled with the scent that still lingered around him. He took a deep breath and tried to clear his congested sinuses but only felt the sharp sting of pain in his nostrils.

“Hey, guy, can you fuckin’ not? You’re grossing us all out,” A random person from across the way chimed in with a snarky remark. The badger slowly turned his head, almost like something out of a horror movie, and locked eyes with the person before responding without hesitation.

“Cope, fugg fade,” retorting so quickly it took the man almost by surprise, blinking a few times to make sure he had heard the badger correctly. “What was that, bro?” he challenged, finishing his beer and slamming the empty glass bottle down on the wooden bar. Elex scoffed, sniffling a bit to try and prepare himself for another response. “Cope. Fugg. Fade.” he said it slowly, emphasizing each word though sounding less intimidating with a stuffed up nose. It didn’t stop him as he stared the patron down with watery daggers. The whites of his eyes had already started to redden.

The tension in the bar thickened as the confrontation escalated. Elex could feel a wave of exhaustion wash over him, fatigue setting into his bones from both the argument with Sven and the relentless assault on his senses brought on by his sudden allergies. He longed for nothing more than to escape this suffocating atmosphere, to retreat to the familiarity of his own space where he could gather his thoughts in peace.

Sven, sensing the volatile energy crackling around them, placed a steadying hand on Elex's shoulder. Despite their disagreement, he knew that Elex needed support now more than ever. “Let’s get out of here,” Sven spoke softly, his voice cutting through the ambient noise of the bar.

With a swift motion, the badger slid his shoulder out from under the cat’s palm, Sven’s arm falling back down to his side. ‘Shit…’ The Cheshire cursed from within. The bomb had been set off and it was only a matter of time before his boyfriend started swinging.

“Oh, so we’re going to have a problem then?” the man stood up straighter, walking over and standing within a few inches of the green haired ticking time bomb. Elex snickered with a cocky resolve, standing up himself and meeting the other man eye to eye.

“Loogs, do me, you’re the only one with the problem here, fugg nugged,” his lips pulled up to reveal a strikingly white pair of sharpened teeth that complemented the long fangs that always stuck out past his lips. “Wanna dance?” it actually felt relieving to take a stand at this point, giving him a bit of, slightly fresher air to escape the scent of the old man’s detergent that lingered on his clothing.

In that charged moment, the bar seemed to hold its breath, everyone's attention drawn to the brewing confrontation between Elex and the stranger. The man's eyes flashed with anger as he clenched his fists, ready to take things to the next level. However, just before anyone could throw a hit, the badger’s sinuses betrayed him into another set of expressive blows. “Ehh’tshhhhiew!!" h’USHh’iEW!” without time to cover himself, the badger openly, and almost proudly, sneezed a cloud of spittle and spray across the other man’s face.

“What the FUCK!?” the guy exclaimed with rage, getting ready to charge up his fist and bring it across the space to Elex’s jaw, but missed as the badger took a quick side step to avoid him. All the while blotting, and dabbing at his insanely runny nose that threatened to drip down his lips and chin. Elex chuckled, wiping his face clean with the last tissue in his package.

“Oh goody, my turn,” he smirked as he tossed the crumpled tissue aside and lunged forward with surprising agility, socking the man square in the nose a loud crack echoing the space between them all. The bar erupted into chaos as the two men grappled, fists flying and bodies colliding in a whirlwind of aggression. Sven watched in shock, torn between wanting to intervene and knowing that Elex needed to work through his frustrations on his own terms.

Amidst the chaos, a burly bouncer seemed to materialize, his massive form cutting through the crowd like a battleship in a stormy sea. With a swift motion, he hoisted both Elex and the stranger apart, their struggles becoming feeble against the bouncer's iron grip.

"Alright, that's enough out of both of you!" the bouncer boomed, his voice commanding attention from every corner of the bar. Elex panted, his chest heaving as he shot a defiant glare at the man who had provoked him.

Sven rushed forward, placing himself between Elex and the stranger. "Sven...get the fuck out of the way," the man growled, his voice thick with anger as he tried to maneuver around Sven to get to the bleeding patron. But the bouncer held him back with a firm grip, his massive arms like steel beams that refused to budge.

"Elex, enough!" Sven's voice was urgent, pleading as he turned to the badger. "Let's go. Now." having to be the only voice of reason to which the heated badger would obey. Sliding two twenties onto the bar before working to rush his heated lover out of the bar.

Elex stood there, breathing heavily as he eyed the stranger who was still struggling against the bouncer's hold. For a moment, it seemed like he was going to make another move, but then he relented with a frustrated huff.

"Fine," Elex finally replied, brushing past Sven and making his way towards the exit of the bar. Sven followed closely behind, shooting a quick apologetic glance at the stranger before hurrying after his boyfriend.

As they stepped out into the cool night air, Elex took a deep breath and leaned against the brick wall of the establishment, the icy night air hitting his weakened lungs he started to realize just how bad of shape he was in from the allergy attack, now that the adrenaline was wavering. He gasped as he worked to regulate himself.

Sven stood beside him, his gaze filled with concern as he watched Elex's labored breathing. Without a word, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small inhaler, offering it to the badger.

"Here, use this," Sven spoke softly, his voice laced with worry. Elex hesitated for a moment before taking the inhaler and pressing it to his lips, inhaling deeply as the soothing medication traveled through his lungs. The tightness in his chest began to ease, and he felt a wave of relief wash over him.

"Thanks," Elex murmured, handing the inhaler back to Sven. The cat nodded, tucking it back into his pocket before turning his attention back to the badger.

"Are you okay?" Sven asked, his eyes searching Elex's for any sign of distress. The green haired man gave him a small nod, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"Yeah, I'm okay…feel actually a whole lot better now that I’m not suffocating under the scent of that guy’s clothes…snDfff…” he sniffled roughly, trying to break through the stuffed bridge of his nose. Despite the scuffle, the badger barely walked out with a scratch, but the same couldn’t be said for the other man.

“What am I going to do with you? Seriously, you’re lucky if he doesn’t charge you with assault! Dumbass!” scolding his boyfriend for the way he had unleashed his pent up rage upon the stranger.

“Hey, he swung first,” shrugging his shoulders before pulling a pack of cigarettes out from his pocket. Sven sighed in exasperation, watching as Elex flicked a cigarette out of the pack and lit it up with a practiced hand. He knew it was pointless to argue with the stubborn badger when he was in this mood, so he simply stood there in silence, the cool night air weaving around them like a comforting blanket.

As Elex took a drag from his cigarette, he exhaled a cloud of smoke that mingled with the night, disappearing into the darkness above. The tension that had gripped him earlier seemed to dissipate with each puff, the adrenaline from the fight slowly ebbing away.

After a moment of quiet contemplation, Sven finally spoke. "We should probably get out of here before the bouncer comes out and starts asking for names," he suggested, his voice calm but firm. Elex glanced over at him, taking in the concern etched on his features.

"Yeah, you're right," Elex replied, crushing the stub of his cigarette under his boot. With a final release of smoke from between his lips he lazily slung an arm around the cat’s waist. Unusual for the badger to display such affections, the cat narrowed his eyebrows and looked his lover up and down.

“You good?” The Cheshire asked cautiously, but leaning into the intimacy.

“Yeah, I’m good,” Elex responded with a soft smile, his usual tough exterior cracking to reveal a vulnerable side that only Sven seemed to elicit. The cat returned the smile, his worries easing as he felt the warmth of Elex’s touch against his side.

Together, they walked into the night, the street lamps casting a soft glow over their figures as they navigated the emptying streets. The events of the evening lingered in the air between them, but there was also an unspoken understanding that they would face whatever came their way together. Even if it meant being broke for a while to make sure Sven could set up his dream. Suddenly, those problems seemed less worrying after Elex was able to let off some steam.

As they turned a corner and disappeared into the shadows of the night, a sense of calm settled over them. In that moment, all that mattered was each other, their bond unbreakable in the face of any asshole that tried to ruin their good night. There was still time to turn things around.

And so, with the badger’s arm secured around his taller counterpart, Elex and Sven ventured into the unknown night, ready to face the rest of their evening in the comfort of their own home, albeit, with a quick stop at the liquor store for snacks and whiskey.

The End

Author’s Notes: I know I know, it’s short and sexless, but wasn’t that fun? 😍 I love angry Elex, being mean and beating people up while suffering from allergies. 🤧 I enjoyed it, I hope you did too!

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