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r3dmooon · 1 year

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Behind Your Screen — Wally Darling x gn! human! reader

summery: Strange things keep popping up on your computer. Soon you find out it's all because of a strange entity!

tw: some creepy things are alluded to, but it's all vague.

a/n: I had so much fun writing this. Wally is kicking his feet while drawing for you. He is not yandere!!!!

wc: 0.8k

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❥Wally was bored, watching people come and go. They’d check out the website, sometimes look at his little doodles, then leave. It honestly made him sad. Did no one want to be his friend? The messages in the guestbook said otherwise but they didn’t come back.

❥Then you came around. At first, you seemed like the rest. After looking around the website you closed the tab. But then you came back. He didn’t get his hopes up, as others have come back for a second glance too. But this time he couldn’t help but admire you. You were so focused, scrolling and looking through the details of the website.

❥You came back more often, he wasn’t sure why. Who was he to ask questions? He finally got the friend he’s been longing for. It was so lonely where he was after all…

❥He found out that he could leave you little drawings, and it became his favorite pastime! He couldn’t feel more delighted drawing you with him and his friends all hanging out. Oh if only those dreams could be a reality…he didn’t want to think about what happened to his friends. No, not when you’re there to make everything better!

❥When you got the first drawing, you were confused. You didn’t really use ms paint…and you didn’t remember drawing this anyways. Yes, you’ve become enraptured in this rediscovered puppet show called Welcome Home. And yes…you did check out the website, just to see if anything changed…and you may have created fan content for the show…

❥All in all, you decided to pass it off as something you made without remembering. It was a cute drawing. It was you with the cast members on a picnic. You couldn’t help but keep it in a special folder on your desktop.

❥But then another one popped up the next day. The picture was of you and Wally smiling, text over it read ‘You're the absolute most friend’.

❥Your heart dropped. That catchphrase was quite familiar. In fact…that was on one of the valentine’s day artworks for Wally. You quickly booted up the website, just to double check. As you found it, you took a deep breath. Maybe you tiredly drew this one too? I mean…what else could it be? But something in your gut told you that it was someone else. A hacker? Stalker?

❥No, no you're just overthinking this. Little did you know, Wally was watching your reaction with the happiest grin he’s had in such a long time. He hopes his little drawings make you as happy as you make him.

❥This kept happening, but you refused to bring up your concerns since nothing else had happened. Only those strange…I suppose endearing drawings. If anything, it made you even more interested in the wacky children's show. You read more thoroughly through the characters descriptions, and found the concerning hidden messages in parts of the website.

❥All the drawing had one common theme. Wally was always by your side. Didn’t matter what scenario, or who else you were ‘hanging out’ with, he was always there. If the drawings alone didn’t creep you out, the fact that Wally in all the drawings was staring at you, and not drawing you felt unsettling.

❥It all changed when one day your notes app was opened along with another drawing. The picture was of you and Wally hugging, the notes app saying: ‘Do you like hugs, friend?’

❥You slammed your computer shut, fear running through your veins. What the hell was that?

❥Wally’s little felt heart hurt as your face left his view suddenly. Did he come off too strong? He was just excited to get to interact with you in another medium. He got so happy that he couldn’t help but write the first thought that came to mind.

❥Your presence has become a comfort to him. With everything that has happened and is happening…it was nice to look forward to his meetings with you. You seemed like such a nice person. He wished he could be with you…but the thumping that surrounded him reminded him that that would always just be a fantasy.

❥The next time you opened your computer, you felt a little guilty. The notes app was still open, this time it said ‘I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you friend.’ You still felt anxious, but the guilt overpowered that. It wouldn’t hurt to interact…would it? Maybe it’s some weird AI chatbot that…you didn’t know. Just hoped it wasn’t a hacker messing with you.

❥Not sure how you were supposed to interact, you decided to reply back in the notes app. ‘Who are you?’

❥That’s when you learned that Wally was somehow in your computer? Able to access your computer? You weren’t completely sure, he was vague when answering where he was. You felt like you were going a bit crazy…I mean c’mon, the logic made no sense. But a feeling deep in your gut told you this was all real. You weren’t being fooled, you weren’t being hacked, the main character of an old 70’s children show was talking to you.

❥Over time, you two became closer. In fact, you started to find Wally quite charming and cute. He would continue drawing you cute pictures and you would keep him company.

❥If only you two could live in a fairytale, happily ever after…

#welcome home #wally darling x reader #welcome home x reader #wally darling

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1caru · 10 months

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Please! Can you give us more LU in twilight’s hyrule?

More ancestor and descendant relationship between time and twilight! 🥹 *cries*

hehe I'm honored that you like my work so much and want more <3

unfortunately I already have a ton of other projects lined up, so I can't promise anything yet, but you did remind me that I wanted to write a bit of a second part to my Time and Skull Kid comic, so I whipped this up for you. it's not really edited or anything but hopefully you enjoy it anyway~

(here's the link to the comic that comes before this for anyone who hasn't seen it yet, please read it for context:

"Hold on, where's the old man?"

Twilight turned around sharply, drawing a surprised yelp from the sailor sitting on his shoulders. "What?"

"He was just here," said Four, "Did he just... wander off? That's not like him."

"Maybe he got grabbed by something!" Wind exclaimed, searching the dense foliage for any signs of monsters.

"We haven't seen any monsters since we arrived here, though," Hyrule said thoughtfully, “And we would have heard him put up a fight.”

Dread began to build in Twilight's chest as his wolfish senses caught the faintest sound of an ocarina. He lowered Wind from his back and approached Legend, pulling his map out and offering it to the veteran. "I'll go look for him. There's a Spirit Spring not far from here, wait for us there," he explained, tracing the path with his finger, "The tunnel up ahead is dark, so you'll need a lantern, but the tunnel after that is well lit and leads right to the spring. I'll be back soon."

"Hold your horses, rancher," Legend said, grabbing Twilight's shoulder with his free hand before the man could run off into the woods, "Shouldn't one of us come with you, just in case?"

"I... I think I know where he went," Twilight said softly, "Don't worry, I know every corner of these woods. Trust me."

Legend released Twilight's shoulder and watched as he almost immediately shifted into wolf form and darted back down the trail they had been following. He sighed and motioned to the rest of the group, glancing back at the map in his hand. "Well, come on then, guys."

Twilight raced along the scent trail, muscle memory carrying him effortlessly over tree roots and through small tunnels left by local wildlife. His ears flattened against his head in panic when he picked up Time's trail, heading in the exact direction he had predicted. Would he reach his mentor in time? Or had the man already discovered that which he should not see?

The plaintive whistle of the ocarina, which had been gradually increasing in volume, came to an abrupt halt, and Twilight's heart jumped in his chest as if to mimic it.

He was too late.

His paws slowed to a defeated trot as he approached the quiet clearing. He shifted back into his Hylian form, then silently crept through the bushes, bracing himself for what he would find.

Time knelt in the clearing with his back to Twilight, his arms wrapped around a very familiar little spirit. Just beyond them, a simple gravestone sat nestled in the mossy ground, the inscription on it as clear as the day it was chiseled:

Link, Hero and Mentor.

The spirit in Time's arms lifted his face from where it had been buried in the man's shoulder. Little yellow eyes met Twilight's pale blue ones, and the spirit gasped. “Link! Doggy Link is here too!”

Time turned in surprise, as if just remembering who he had been traveling with until ten minutes ago. He smiled at Twilight for a moment, but suddenly found it hard to make eye contact when he noticed the expression on his protege's face.

“Um, Skull Kid, would you give us a moment?” he asked softly, looking down at the spirit that was still clinging to him.

Skull Kid held on tighter, suddenly looking very scared that Time might simply vanish if he let go.

“I'm not going anywhere, I promise,” Time soothed, “I just need to talk to him. I'll stay right here, okay?”

Twilight nodded behind him.

Skull Kid studied Twilight for a moment, then looked up at Time. “...Okay,” he murmured. He picked up the ocarina he had dropped earlier and pressed it into Time's hand. “Play this when you are done, okay? You better play it!”

Time smiled. “I will.”

He watched Skull Kid hop off into the trees, then rose to his feet, cradling the little tan ocarina in his hand. His thumb ran over the polished surface, the texture so familiar yet such a distant memory. He looked back at the gravestone, suddenly regretting that time their little group had taught each other how to read their different Hylian scripts.

“Seems I've wandered somewhere I should not have gone, haven't I?” he sighed.

Twilight walked into the clearing and stood by Time's side, somberly following his mentor's gaze. “Did Skull Kid tell you anything?”

“No,” Time replied, “But actions often say more than words can.”

They stood there in silence for a moment, unsure how to approach the subject at hand.

Twilight opened his mouth to speak, but Time quickly raised a hand to stop him. “Pup, I will not ask for an explanation if you do not want to give it. The flow of time is all too easily altered after all, one little word can completely change the course of history. However,” he continued, turning towards the young man, “I've seen the way you look at me, especially when our journey began. Someone your age should not have to look so sad. If telling me about this will ease some of the burden you carry, then I am more than happy to listen.”

Twilight looked up at him, his thoughts tripping over themselves in an effort to reach a decision. He desperately wanted to tell Time everything, how he had met him, what he knew of his mentor's fate. He wanted to tell him that changing the flow of time was his greatest desire, that he wished every day for a way to save Time from a death filled with regret and sorrow. And yet, his mind always wandered to that moment, when he had dealt the final blow to Ganondorf. The blow that Time's spirit had taught him. Would he had been able to defeat the Demon King if his ancestor had not been there to guide him? Would “saving” Time ultimately mean dooming Hyrule? Would it mean dooming more young heroes after him to take up the sword and attempt what he could not accomplish?

The rancher closed his eyes and leaned forward, resting his forehead on Time's breastplate as his shoulders sagged and tears threatened to form. Time held him close, rubbing gentle circles on his arm with one hand and wrapping the other around his upper back, still clutching the ocarina.

“It's more of a memorial than a grave,” Twilight eventually spoke, "I met your spirit during my journey. You taught me your sword techniques. I suppose I just wanted to thank you by honoring your memory."

Time hummed in response. “I must have been a good teacher then. Your skills are amazing to watch in action.”

Twilight let out a watery chuckle. “They saved my life more times than I can count.” He rested in Time's arms for a moment more, then pulled away with a small smile. “I think that's all I can say for now. Go ahead and spend some time with Skull Kid, I'll tell the others you'll catch up later. Ask Skull Kid to lead you to Ordon Village when you're done.”

“Thank you,” Time said gratefully.

Twilight nodded and headed back out of the clearing.

“...You know,” Time continued, looking at the ocarina thoughtfully, “That song he was playing, it's not from Hyrule.”

Twilight paused.

“It holds a very powerful magic, one said to put the sorrows of the departed who hear it to rest and allow them to pass on peacefully.”

Pale blue eyes widened as another memory floated to the surface. A stone sitting on a mountain path, howling a song that he had mimicked without wondering what it meant. A song that had been answered by a golden wolf with a single eye. A Shade, uttering words that Twilight had almost forgotten in his worry over Time.

At last, I have eased my regrets.

Perhaps things would turn out all right in the end after all.

#lu time #lu twilight #linked universe #linkeduniverse #my writing #icaru's asks #thanks again for all the love #im glad that comic resonated with yall and i hope you enjoy this too

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friezaglasiencold · 4 months

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I know this might be out of the blue (and this somehow turned into a ask Algid blog ) but this is a question for Yamcha

What do YOU like about Frieza or what draw you towards him

(Since ya know he’s a villain)

Hey, it's me. Told Frieza to look away until I post this, haha. He gave me the computer and just said 'go nuts,' so that's a good sign? I'll put it under a cut, cause I'm probably gonna go long, and there's a good chance I'll get a little sentimental. I know he's not into that stuff, so I don't wanna clog up his blog with it.

I haven't gotten the chance to talk about this, really, since the guys don't approve of us 'being together' and all--for obvious reasons--so, I guess first I gotta thank you for asking! It means a lot that you'd think about that, or be worried about that, or whatever. Because, yeah, he is a villain, and it's a pretty big deal.

I know he's a really bad person, basically as bad as it gets (he's kind of like if you put a bunch of real estate scumbags in a blender and then poured the result into a really sexy cup, and then that sexy cup had anger issues??), but there's a lot there that I think maybe nobody's ever seen before, or cared to look for, or maybe he's just never wanted to show to anybody...

For one, I just think he's really cute! Like, not even in a sex way. He's just cute. He does this thing with his face when he's thinking really hard where he'll scrunch up his nose and totally zone out. I don't think he notices it, but he does a lot of stuff with his tail, too. It's pretty easy to tell how he's feeling once you get used to reading him, and if he's in a good mood it, like, wiggles? Not wagging, not like a dog or anything, but almost like one of those wacky inflatable tube dudes. And I know this isn't really a "good" thing, but when he's frustrated with something, he stews about it, and crosses his arms and stomps around for a while, and he'll go on these little tirades about stuff that doesn't matter, and it's adorable how into it he gets. He's pretty easy to tease.

And he's really smart. Genuinely totally on the ball. Not the kind of guy you'd come to to vent or something, but if you give him a problem he'll hand you a solution in, like, ten seconds.

I'm always discovering new things about him, too, like these skills or hobbies he has that he doesn't even think are worth mentioning... he's killer at the violin, and he's a really good singer, and he likes to do all these little creative projects when people aren't looking. I think whatever he sets his mind to he just does, and I like that in a person. It's part of why I got with Bulma all those years back--she was really headstrong, just like he is. I'm into the type who knows what they want and who they are and stays honest about that.

Frieza's a lot less dramatic about it than she was, though. He'll do something, and he won't like, get all up in your face and start wagging a finger about it. He just does it, and then tells you it's done if you notice, because he's pretty used to being solitary, so he's not a needy kind of guy. As long as you give him what he wants, you're basically golden.

He's really up front about it, too. Who he is, I mean. He's never pulled any punches with me, or lied, or given me the runaround. He sat me down and said look, Yamcha, this is what my deal is, and this is what I'm looking for, and if you're interested we can make arrangements. I like that I know what I'm getting into, y'know? Like, yeah, it's a little disappointing that he's not into the idea of marriage, but we haven't been dating long, and there's always time down the line if we wind up staying together. What I'm really surprised about, though, is that even if we didn't, I think I'd still wanna be friends? Which isn't the kind of thing you'd normally think about with Frieza. I know Vegeta would flip his lid if he heard me say that.

There's a ton more I could talk about, but I don't want to wind up writing a novel, so I'll just end it on this:

He's a bad person, yeah, and there's stuff I've gotta talk with him about if we wind up making this a permanent thing, but a lot of my friends started out as bad people, including me. I can say for a fact, though, that he's got a heart in there somewhere, even if nobody else thinks that's true. I've seen these little glimpses of it, and it makes me really happy, and I wanna keep seeing it. That make sense?

I hope so.

#yamcha ask #text response #img response

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williaml0ver · 3 months

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☆ <3 Naib Subedar Taking Care of Robbie ☆ <3

[🖇️] word count: 1437

[🖇️] warnings: g/n reader, not proofread - as if i ever did that before

[🖇️] author's note: this was supposed to be a multiple characters post but i realized that i am NOT made for this, at least for now lmao. I will just post the other two separately soon because it's easier for me this way. 🫨

[🖇️] Maybe this would make more sense with Memory but Robbie is like my favourite hunter of course i had to take the opportunity omg... ROBBIENATION RISE

-Ever since the past week you managed to get closer to little Robbie. Whether it happened because he was fond of your kindness or you seemed like a perfect playmate he was soon all over you - he'd share candy with you and even make cards with drawings for special occasions. One day when it was already very late you've suddenly heard a few knocks on the old fashioned door of your dorm. You've slowly gotten up, trying not to wake up your lover and opened the door. It was no one else than Robbie himself holding a small plushie. Long past his bedtime. He started explaining he's got nightmares and is scared to sleep alone today, later asking if he could join you two. If you didn't share your room you'd immediately agree, however, in this case you need to ask your boyfriend for consent.

-Naib is suddenly awoken by you, asking what's so important at this ungodly hour? Once the question's finally asked he feels confused, noticing the little boy standing behind with a "mom i just throw up" face.

-Has a hesitant stance at first. Sure, he's noticed you two started spending more time lately, but for you to be babying the boy already? He would be suggesting bringing him back to Michiko or Luchino, but the stone hearted mercenery eventually gives in after you convince him.

-When the three of you finally lay together, you are in between them since Naib prefered to be next to you, he holds you by your waist and meanwhile you hold Robbie. Naib also stays up a little longer to see both of you fall asleep, both because he just wants to look at you and make sure no tricks are being pulled. Seems like the axe boy really enjoyed sleeping together, as he loves visiting for little sleepovers from time to time. This doesn't bug the merc as much, but he still may feel a little, just a little jealous.

-Why would a man slowly pushing thirty be jealous of a small child you ask? Naib thought so as well, but when he saw you both drawing silly stuff on paper he felt somewhat envious. Just when you thought the most secretive, independent, straightforward person under this roof would never loose his cool around you, he sits next to you and starts drawing a wacky stickman.

-Ever since his sleepovers became a frequent thing, Naib is often choosen to be on babysitting duty. Sometimes with you, sometimes alone.

-I can see them having bit of a rough start at some point? Like Naib wanting to distance himself rather than be around Robbie, yet making sure he is around. He'd eye him to make sure you're not being hurt. This small boy, on the other hand, would be ecstatic to finally crack the mercernary's tough shell, the one who's making sure his playmate is safe in bed. With your help, Robbie would like to get closer to Naib, he quickly develops a big fascination with the green hooded man.

-You'd have to start slow and be patient, maybe ask Robbie to help you make lunch for the three of you and later eat together? Naib would begin recognizing the child's good intentions and eventually lets his guard down around.

-Once the adaptation is done, Naib definitely would receive the Cool Uncle™️ title without much effort and be constantly bugged by Robbie pleading him to show some cool tricks he does with his weapons. And well, Naib could be a hesitant one. You may as well step in to beg too, because how can he resist those four cute eyes? (Okay not quite if we think of Robbie but let's go on) The look in Robbie's eyes? Priceless. As if someone put diamonds in his eyes. Seeing the boy being so excited about something so ordinary to him actually boosts his ego and show some dangerous-leaning stuff, you may want to step in. Naib will soon realize that being the Cool Uncle™️ is not an easy task.

-They soon become some kind of partners in crime. Robbie discovers Naib from a totally diffrent side, he's mature, but he can also be a huge tease. He is certainly not the most talkative man, though is providing a lot of security. Naib is even willing to share some of his food of it and sometimee sneaks candies in Robbie's pocket when you're not looking.

-You'd often have to be the voice of reasons between them, as Naib's ego sometimes raises over the roof when showing off to Robbie.

-Eventually, they start spending so much time together that whenever someone spots either of them alone, they ask where the other one is. Naib feels secretly very proud of Robbie.

-One day, to your surprise, he even allowed him to wear his cape. You have a photo of him as mini Naib holding a toy knife standing on your bedroom desk.

-Robbie's personal favourite drawing is the one where he and Naib are in knight armors rescuing you from a dragon.

-Robbie's a curious child. You can't call it a day if you haven't seen him pulling the Merc by his hood and asking for yet another cool story. Naib would either make them up or just slightly modify his stories from the military.

-A lot of field trips! Naib would like to show Robbie some useful tricks, like what to do when you get lost. You, at first, thought that was a cute idea, until Robbie began climbing up random furniture. Robbie once showed you some usefk knife defence tricks that he was taught by your boyfriend, much to your horror. That man is raising a little monster.

-You once decided to go with them for one of those trips. Just out of curiosity. When you went to the toilet alone for a few minutes, Naib started teaching Robbie some fighting moves. Let's say you were terrified when you came back.

-Robbie enjoys when he is picked up by the older man. He likes to put on oversized coats he borrowed from Luchino and go to him, pretending to trick him into thinking that he has grown so quickly.

-They DO enjoy pulling pranks. And when think they would spare you and do it to others, you're actually their main victim.

-Naib specifically learnt a few "magic tricks" to show Robbie. Boy he was shocked.

-They both get overcompetitive when playing hide and seek. You always pray you're the one hiding because when it's the other way around it may take up to an HOUR, after the merc taught Robbie how to discretly switch hiding spots, much to your annoyance.

-Robbie picks up some of Naib's behaviour. Robbie seldom answer with a very sarcastic and ironic tone. You and Naib had a talk that day.

-As much as Robbie doesn't mean anything bad, he can sometimes get too brave and say something mildly offensive to you. Naib wouldn't hesitate to confront him about it and command to apologize.

-Robbie's very hyperactive, so whether Naib is reading a book or working out with Eli, he would constantly have a pair of small legs following him and asking what he's up to.

-They both like bonding over making food. If Robbie finds anything intriguing him in a cookbook it's only a matter of time until you see them picking up the indegredients together to surprise you. Naib let's him pick anything he wants for the dessert.

-Naib would teach Robbie how to prepare some easy and safe to make meals so he could feed himself on his own <3.

-During his solo babysitting duty, although caring, Naib can be strict. He secretly worries a lot and would not hesitate to send him back to the hunters' part of the manor as temporary punishment. Michiko learned to take advantage of that and would allow him to go back if he helped the butlers and maids do the cleaning.

-I can see Naib being the "go ask your mother" kind of person 😭. Also not very adequate to the era, but he would totally ask the kid if he has any cool games on his phone, just so he could get distracted and Naib could spend some time with you.

-As much as the mercenary likes Robbie, it does annoy him sometimes how he now has less private time just with you.

-Ultimately, while at first seeming closed off, Naib actually becomes very fond of him and is ready to protect him. Robbie meanwhile likes to show Naib how much he loves both of you.

I don't know what to put here... i'm posting this while listening to Shakira songs... besides the Robbie mini series with Ganji and William (half finished!) i will soon start working on date scenerios with Luchino and Kevin for valentine day yay!!!! If any of my loyal and beloved eight followers is reading this i love you guys i'm swinging my feet goodnight

#idv #idv x reader #identity v #idv hcs #naib subedar #naib subedar x reader #naib subedar headcanons #idv headcanons #idv axe boy #idv robbie #idv robbie white

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squipedmew · 1 year

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well, since the Dream SMP has officially come to a close, I thought I’d share what I’ve been up to for the past 2 years - making character designs for every single one of the characters!

I really wanted every character to look distinct, with really distinct color pallets, unique weapons for each and every character - basically like each one of them could be the protagonist of a wildly different story from one another. Feel free to steal them (with credit) if you want!

I kinda dropped off working on it in late 2022, so I think I missed a few characters, as well as going back and re-doing some of the oldest ones (that’s why some of them are more detailed - those are the 2023 versions)

As strange as it is for me to say this, DSMP had such a big impact on me, especially over COVID. I haven’t had a piece of media fill me with such a passion to create art and improve probably since Undertale all the way back in 2015, if you can believe it. I owe a lot of my art improvement to this silly little Minecraft series, and though I may have lost touch with it near the end, it will always hold a special place in my heart.

o7 you crazy, wacky, depressing, stupid, unsatisfying, joyful, hilarious, and amazing series. I wish everyone involved in it the best!

(A few extra designs under the cut!)

This is a 2020 Pogtopia Wilbur I made, and if I were to draw it now, I probably wouldn’t change a thing. This design fucking slaps imo, I’m still super proud of it.

Exile Era Tommy. Wilbur’s old Pogtopia coat has been passed around so many times between so many different interpretations of characters, so I thought it made more sense for Tommy to take the L’Manberg era coat from Wilbur, since that was the version of him he idolized (This is an old version of Wilbur’s coat btw)

Post Dream-Getting-Sent-To-Prison Tommy! I wanted to emphasize how Tommy was trying to move past his trauma, so he shaved off the grey streak he got from the Withers in the L’Manberg explosions (I gave him the grey streaks before Revival canonized it - don’t ask me why)

Las Nevadas Quackity. It’s basically a 1 to 1 for his skin, save for the really ugly blue patches and hoodie I gave him. If I were to do it again, I would def change that.

Snowchester Tubbo. Also still holds up, though I’m not 100% on the pants. This was kinda before goat Tubbo got super canonized, so I just decided to have the eyes. The scars are from the execution.

Revivbur. He looks pretty good for a dead bitch - though I messed up the L’Manberg flag colors on the bandanna on his ankle. Guess he’s french now.

Team Rocket era Niki! She took custody of Wilbur’s Pogtopia coat, albiet cutting off the parts that were covered in blood and soot (which was most of it) I also made her a fire-born like Sapnap, though you can’t see from his design - her hair is on fire when she feels strong emotions, and she’s basically going through it 24/7 during this part.

Syndicate Niki! She’s calmed down and is no longer on fire, but her hair is still pink from all those weeks of constant rage and sadness. Also dressed more appropriately for the snow.

Dream Post Prison. Mask no longer has invisibility enchantments, so he doesn’t bother hiding his face. Gotta wonder how it’s staying on though. Get this man some moisturizer.

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thiccweebtrash · 1 year

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Something Precious

Disclaimer: Art is not mine

Request from @wacky-nerdchick I really hope you like it!! Im so nervous!! 😁🫠

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Questions began to arise about Sullivan's new found grandson. One of which was about his mother. So to help keep up appearances, you were appointed to be his "mom." Of course, like Iruma, you lived in the Sullivan household as the Chair Demons "daughter," and also like Iruma you were human. You took to the role very quickly, being the loving, nurturing, and very fearless mother for the young boy.

You were hired on at Babyls more so as Sullivan's secretary, he wanted you close being you were nowhere near as timid and cautias as Iruma. Not one bit. You were much bolder, unafraid of the fact you worked with and around demons that would devour you if they knew you were human. It wasn't uncommon for you and Kalego to go head to head especially when he would bad mouth your precious "son."

Balam would be the one to break off the fight. The man would throw you over his shoulder and speed off to his office where he'd lock his door and attempt to scold you about your position. Thanks to Iruma, he knew you were human.

"You need to be more careful!" He'd say, "do you understand the danger you could get into!" But the scolding never lasted long, all it took was one hug or a gentle hand grab, looking at him with your soft doe eyes and saying, "But you'd protect me, wouldn't you, Shichiro?" And the demon was basically putty in your hands.

Where most would run and hide from his skinship, you would happily accept it, and even return the gesture, which caused this great, fearsome looking demon to melt. When he'd place a hand on your shoulder, you would gladly place your hand over his. If he patted your head, you would lean into him, resting your head on his chest. You were fond of him.

It was the moment you saw him sitting in the school gardens, petting and playing with small demon rabits did your heart skip a beat. His gentle nature, the way your heart would flutter when he smiles at you, the way your skin tingles with heat when he touches you. It was no suprise you developed a deep crush on him, and you believed he felt the same. The way he'd seek you out in the crowded halls, the way his hand would brush yours before he tangled his index and middle fingers with yours. He would schedule times during lunch a few times a week to talk about differences in humans and demons and the world's they lived in. He wanted you prepared and safe by understanding more about the Netherworld.

Today however, was going to be different.

All morning you had preped yourself, giving your self a good pep talk that you would take it an extra step further. You did one last small spin in your full length mirror, happy with the white sundress covered in a light green leaf pattern that you chose to wear before heading off to the school.

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Your eyes never left the clock, causing time to seem like it was dragging on. When lunch came around, quickly you darted from your desk to Balam's office, giving his closed door a small knock. "Come in." He deep voice rang, making a smile grow on your face which only widened when you see him sitting at his desk, his drawing pen in his hand and a half finished picture book laid in front of him.

"(Y/n!) Let me make some tea!" He nearly jumped from his desk, the action causing him to bump the desk and things to fell to the floor. "Here, please sit, I'll clean this quick!" He gestured to one of the stools by his book shelf. But while he was distracted with picking things up off the floor, you made your way to him. You can do this, you told yourself, you can do this!

You slowly bent down next to him, gulping. Your heart was pounding in your chest, for a second you thought it would burst. Your hands were shaking as you reached for him, eyes fluttering shut. It's nothing huge, just a small kiss on the mask is all.

It was when your hands cupped his cheeks and lips made contact with something soft and warm, instead of cold metal did your eyes snap open. In the midst of picking things up from the floor, his mask must have fallen off, and instead of it, you were actually kissing him, his lips, his scar, his fangs. His wide eyes were on you and in a moment you jumped back. "I... I'm sorry, i... uh..." Your face definitely was putting the color red to shame. Flustered you quickly turned and left his office, face to the floor, to afraid to meet his gaze after such an embarrassing moment.

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The next few days where awkward, you avoided the halls, his classroom, him. You even held your tounge with Kalego. Your akward behavior even grabbed your "son's" attention. "Is everything okay, uh, mom?" Iruma asked. "Yes, i'm fine dear, just a bit anxious!" You lied, he looked more surprised then worreid now. "You? Anxious? But how, your so bold!" You pat his head with a smile, "Hey now, even the bravest of people can feel scared to ya know."

Guilt had began to take over as you couldn't help but think how you possibly ruined what you and Balam had. You knew how slightly self conscious he was about himself with his mask off, and how he wore it so he wouldn't look as ferocious and wouldn't scar away students and creature he loved to pet and hold. However you could only imagine how he felt when you ran out on him without an explanation.

It seemed he too was avoiding you being he never called nor texted you since the kiss. You hadn't even caught one glimps of him like you used to, not even around Kalego. Did he hate the kiss? Did he dislike you? Did he not think of you like that? Did be want to eat you more now? Does he think you fear him because of how you ran away? Your mind was a frenzy, so much so you hadn't noticed the figure closing in from behind you as you walked down the hall.

With a sudden gasp, you felt yourself being pulled into a near by room. Before you could scream you hear a familiar voice. "It's okay, it's okay, it's me." Wide (y/c/e) eyes met his, red beginning to dust your face. "B... Balam!"

"I've been looking for you, I was worried someone found out you were human and got you. But I found you. But that's because i followed your human scent. Did you remeber your purfume today?" One of his arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you close against his chest while the other brushed hair behind your ear. Without thinking you quickly blurted, "I'm so sorry, I wasn't afraid of you or you without your mask I just... I meant to kiss you on the mask and when I kissed you i... I got scared that you would be upset or you didn't feel the same and...."

His free hand pulled his mask off while you stammered on. Balam silences you when his mouth pressed to yours. Your eyes widened a moment before closing. Your body moving on its own and pressing more into him, one of your hands resting on his chest. He pulled away first and held you close. Feeling his tight hold on you had you feeling weak. Never had he held you like this, normally it was gentle touches or soft hugs, but this was different. His hold on you right now reminded you of someone holding something they never wanted to lose.

"I... I'm sorry, I thought you'd hate me after what I did, so I..." you stopped when you felt his forehead press against yours. "I could never hate you (y/n). You're very precious to me." His words made your stomach flutter, your legs nearly giving out when he took your hand in his, interlocking his large fingers with your tiny ones, your body pressed more into him from the weakness that came with the wave of relief that flooded over you. "Y... your precious to me too." You sighed, pressing your face more into his chest and wrapping your arms around him the best you could.

Suddenly you felt a cool mist hit your skin and jumped back a bit. In Balam's hand was a spray bottle, "Sorry, but I don't want anyone else picking up on your scent." Balam said, scratching the back of his head. You smile and eagerly take his hand in yours. "Let's go, you'll be late for your lesson."

"S...shichiro?" The familiar and shocked voice of Kalego turned you both to stone.

#shichiro balam #balam x reader #hes our cute bird boi #welcome to demon school iruma kun #mairimashita! iruma kun x reader #mairimashita! iruma kun #fanficion #balam sensei

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onejellyfishplease · 7 months

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Hi hi!! I have questions regarding snapdonnie (plant boy)

Can he talk? If he can what would it sound like? How would he try to hide this from his brothers if he does? Are your commissions open? Oh I wonder if he would just disappear. I imagine this is sensory hell for him. On top of having to eat bugs. eugh hahahaha I love this! He kinda reminds me of those mushroom zombies (/pos)!! What are your thoughts on him? I would love to hear more about this creature against nature (or with nature now, haha!!) I was originally here for open your wings but I have gotten thoroughly attached to the wacky Donnie fusions. Are you alright if people draw him?? How did you do this?? This is so cool!!! I love all of your Donnie designs but he is most definitely my favorite.

(Feel free to ignore, this turned into just gushing about him)

I was gonna keep going but it was going to get into weird unhinged cult territory really fast, hahaha!!!

Wow! Hi!

I will try to answer all your questions, me and @zeawesomeness were just throwing ideas around for SnapDonnie, so theres quite a bit to talk about!

What does he sound like:

I'd imaging real gurgly when he's like that, but he absolutely hates the sound of his voice, and the fact that most of what he says is muddled. So id say he mostly uses sign language to communicate. while he can still do that

How would he hide it from his brothers:

He would definitely try at the beginning! especially when it starts off as a small growth on his softshell, but eventually the consequences get too big and it gets revealed relatively quickly (at least compared to Open your Shell)

Are my commisions open:

uhhhh, not at the moment, but if there's enough interest in commissions for my art (which would be amazing) then i would be open to opening them!

Is this sensory hell for him?

Absolutely. especially now that flies are attracted to him. he hates it. his shell is consistently moving and it is hell.

My thoughts on him:

I live this creepy little dude. but now there is a little bit of trepidation with it. because now i want to turn this into a proper au and i need to stop doing this to myself.

More about SnapDonnie!

he was infected with this venus fly trap-like curse (from what I havent figured out yet, either kraang or mystic)

it started as a growth in his shell, which then sprouted those flytraps (which he couldnt hide)

the energy needed for the transformations makes Donnie ravenous, and the more he eats, the faster he turns. this is the part where his family find out.

yes he was compelled into eating raw (kinda rancid) meat.

they find out that this infection will continue until Donnie is fully turned into a carnivorous plant.

at the end of the transformation, Donnies face would split open and the single flower would bloom.

Small teeth-like spines are growing down the middle of Donnies face.

Donnie has to balance, starving himself without rotting/wilting (bc yes he does that now), while not eating too much that the transformation continues at too fast a pace.

it doesnt help that sometimes he goes feral (and his face does the splitty open thing), and attacks and tries to eat anything in his path. including his family. Ah yes. Angst.

so they need to figure out how to help Donnie before they loose him forever.

Okay I think Im done with ranting lol.

Can you draw him?

ABSOLUTELY!! please tag me if you do! in fact I am completely on board with you drawing anything from my aus! I love receiving fanart!

I think thats all the questions answered! I love asks like this lol, theyre always so fun!

#rottmnt #asks #anon asks #jelly rants #rottmnt donnie #snapdonnie #<- oh no it has a tag now

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kinokoshoujoart · 8 months

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scribbled down a relationship chart for the forgotten valley bros to collect my thoughts after snooping into their dialogue files, because i’m crazy over the barebones scraps of tiny interactions between them that we are given they’re a neat group of lads and i want to see them in lots of wacky situations together

rambling explanation and screenshots under the cut. spoilers for dialogue

gordy and gustafa are bffs and i love them!!!!!

they have mutual respect for each other… gustafa clearly admires and understands gordy’s art, and gordy seems to view gustafa as his closest confidant, he even gets you and Gustafa the new kitchen if you enter chapter 2 without being able to “afford” it yourself

they only really mention each other and don’t have anything to say about the other two boys

no one has anything bad to say about gustafa, which is exactly how it should be. blessed bard. it’s extra sweet to me that he’s the most well-liked bachelor both in and out of the game given one of the npc gossip lines your son can tell you— he grew up without many friends (in the original game the secret was that he was bullied). he deserves all the happiness in the world

matt opinions

matt shares his Opinions (slander) on gordy and rock specifically if you show him your kid with them, but has no slander for gustafa… his line for gustafa is instead just copied from what he says about the bachelorettes’ kids. so i count that as a gustafa win

i had to stretch to find any mention of gustafa by matt, the closest thing is that he comments that he doesn’t usually go to the starlight concert

i want gustafa and matt to interact!!! i want gustafa to give matt a tomato when he’s being gruff like he did with nami (matt: “th-thank you…..*blush* i already have ten billion of these”) matt also has lines about farm work being easier when you’ve got music accompanying you if you show him a record so i’ll count that as a very flimsy positive connection (matt IS friendly with gavin, due to frequenting the bluebird café, but is a bit reticent to make friends on his own)

rock opinions and social diseases

rock is extremely excited about hearing gustafa play music and calls him a wizard at the guitar and says he never gets tired of hearing him play. he also likes wandering over to gustafa’s yurt and listening to his music along with tei on market days (his most normal bachelor to bachelor interaction)

the only guy who gets no positive comment from rock is matt, instead rock goes to town roasting him in his fourth heart event out of envy for a completely imaginary situation and argues that he’s worth a hundred matthew’s (source?). he also likes to go into the already crowded farmhouse at night on market days and make it even more cramped, but he usually leaves right before matt gets home

finally rock has what i can only describe as a really odd one-sided crush on gordy!! he meanders into gordy’s trailer at 12:45 AM (AM) every market day and loudly, obliviously asks why there’s so much “trash” everywhere (you’re the trash, rock!!!!!!). thankfully rock is quite literally beneath gordy’s notice, however this seems to make rock sad and he tries to come up with wacky stunts to get gordy’s attention like drawing on gordy’s face and… holding his breath? (maybe, i dunno WHERE that dialogue triggers). he has a line celebrating gordy finally noticing him, i’m not sure what causes it though (for his part, gordy has no lines referencing rock)

finally, if you show rock your kid he will tease them by bragging that he was waaaay cuter at their age… but ONLY if it’s a bachelor’s child. rock your complex is so obvious that it’s more of a simple

in summary,

rock seems to think highly of each of the guys (except matt), unfortunately this manifests in him making really odd attempts to barge into their houses at strange hours and by trying to assert dominance in annoying ways. thankfully no one really notices anything he does (except matt)

matt doesn’t generally say nice things about anyone except cecilia (which makes the nice things he says, like about nina, more meaningful…) so unsurprisingly he has nothing nice to say about any of the guys, but he doesn’t have anything negative to say about gustafa. however he seems to want friends to do stuff with (he complains about how no one in the valley wants to go swimming…..hhhgg i am desperate to force rock and matt to spend time together. a friendship where you can’t stand each other but you’re the only two people who enjoy doing the same hobby so you put your differences aside and splash around in the water) like with rock no one really seems aware of matt’s existence except rock who is Extrwmely Aware to the point of knowing about matt’s crush on ceci, but unlike rock matt is not exactly jumping at the chance to go socialize with others

gustafa and gordy are friends with each other (and also both are friends with nami) and they support each others ambitions. i have no source but i’m confident that when gustafa visits gordy he’s also bringing him water and soup (he also visits daryl so i think it’s cool and fun if gustafa drops in on the local lost-in-thought creative hermits with hydration reminders and care packages)

#i really love all 4 of these boys i. i clearly have a babygirl but i am not immune to any of them #and each guy is not just standing out from the other 3 but also wildly different from all other bkmn men #the magic ingredient called ‘not designed to be a marriage candidate’ is the secret spice that makes me want to marry bkmn men #also this is why my husband needs to be set loose. please go outside and cause havoc honey you haven’t stepped off the farm since we wed #sos awl #bokumono #will probably make doodles based on some of the dialogue lines #gustafa (awl)#story of seasons #harvest moon a wonderful life #rock (awl)#story of seasons a wonderful life #gordy (awl)#matthew (awl)#sos awl spoilers #sos: awl #extremely sane posting hours #rock tumbling (sos)

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generalzar0ff · 3 months

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Most of this was drawn in September of last year, but I decided to finally complete it!

So, here are the penguins of Madagascar and their lemur friends as humans!

I know this has been done to death already, but I wanted to provide my own interpretation. I’ll provide my design choices for each character under the cut, if anybody’s interested!

Skipper: I do not want to throw shade to anyone, but most of the human Skippers I’ve seen are either too young, too skinny, or too muscular. This guy may present himself as an authority figure, but let’s face it: this guy is your average middle-aged man with a fascination for cool spy stuff and repressed bisexuality. Trust me, my dad knows all about it. Anyway, I gave him a tacky nautical flag shirt, mostly because i couldn’t find any high-quality “hawaiian shirt with wwii planes” patterns. If it weren’t for King Julien’s design, I would’ve given Skipper aviators.

Kowalski: Typical nerdy guy. When I was showing a work in progress of the penguins, a friend of mine suggested that Kowalski’s hairline should be extra receded, and they were right. I know that this is the simplest design, but that’s because this guy just doesn’t seem the type for style. More of a practicality and formality guy. I suppose now’s a good time to mention that each of the brothers has an element of orange around their feet, cuz, well, the penguins have orange feet.

Rico: I really hope you guys get the energy that this guy listens to nu-metal. Since human beings not infused with cartoon animal wackiness cannot regurgitate convenient items, I decided to give human Rico a bunch of pockets from which cartoon HUMAN wackiness can occur. His outfit is also a bit more military-like than the others, what with the bomber jacket, cargo shorts, and combat boots. I also gave him what is essentially the boss floss from Splatoon 3’s amiibo gear.

Private: According to Penguin Lore™️, they’re all brothers, but Private is adopted, hence why he’s a bit younger [but not a child!] and I gave him a different hair texture and skin tone. His shirt has an icon from his favorite show, a Lunacorn. I also made his blue nail polish match its eyes. I take honor in the fact that a friend told me “I have several transmasc friends who look like this”.

Maurice: A lot of people who draw TPOM gijinkas don’t even draw him, which is a shame, because I love Maurice. Even more offensive is that some people don’t even depict him as an old black man, which goes against everything I know to be true in my heart. Anyway, he seems like the type to enjoy autumn/winter gear, so I gave him a big ol’ trench coat, as well as a scarf that looks like his fur puff. And the newsie cap just felt right.

King Julien: Here’s where all the flashiness went! According to an actor whom I have a personal vendetta against and thus will not name, Julien’s accent is Sri Lankan, so I took inspiration from their traditional clothing for his outfit, albeit more “cunty”, as today’s kids call it. It was imperative that this man has his toes out for obvious reasons, so I gave him sandals. I honestly have no good explanation for the leopard print leggings other than it came to me in a divine vision. Or something. The sunglasses mimic the color of his eyes!

Mort: Look, it was really hard for me not to just draw Molière from Atlantis: The Lost Empire, since his design is already kind of what I imagine this fellow looking like as a “human”. Admittedly, I’m not too proud of this design, but i think it gets the job done. His outfit purposely clashes: a matching hat and sweater, but with sweatpants, and he’s not even wearing shoes! I know the original Mort doesn’t have any purple in his design, but I felt like its inclusion made him look a little weirder. And then there’s his eyes. Yeah.

Hope this wasn’t too long, and thank you to anyone who read this portion of the post!

#my art #gijinka #humanization #tpom

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cyndrastic · 7 months

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aight update on the future au:

polls not over yet but it’s leaning heavily at McCormick, so i’ll give you my pcov designs and some headcanons for the McCormick parents rn cause out of all the adults they’re my favs 💕💖

i love them so much you don’t understand (also surprise surprise Kenny married Butters [changed his name to Vic], no one could have ever guessed that considering one of my first art posts on this account was a bunny comic 🙄)

anyway they both have mullets cause i just really like mullets, and Vic shaved the side of her head cause that’s my headcanon of what butter’s hair is in the show (cause his little tomato puff makes no sense) and i feel like he would have kept those.

more details and explanations for some things under the cut (aka im ranting about my fav characters and how they work as a couple with little bits of au lore sprinkled in)

Vic-

you may notice i’m jumping back and forth between he and she for Vic, and that’s cause he uses she/he. Don’t get me wrong, I love Butters and Marjorine, but i’ve seen the argument between them so many times. “Butters is a Cis guy!” “Marj is a trans girl!” fuck it Vic is a gnc icon and picks whatever gender he wants depending on whatever the fuck he wants and he’s hot both masc and fem. and i mean very hot. Butters in the show gets a couple descriptive things, namely in the “It’s Butters!” song hes said to have dimples, and more importantly when his father thinks he’s wearing his mom’s makeup when he’s not. that means this kids got perfectly flushed cheeks, nice eyelashes and eyebrows, and unblemished porcelain skin even at 8 years old. that paired with his blonde hair and presumably blue eyes (i’ve never met a blondie without blue eyes), emphasized cheek bones we see in the pcov special (implying he’s got a more slender face and likely more slender and long figure in general, which is the what literal modeling agents tend to look for btw [i would know my grandma and mom were models because they were both pretty with thin frames and lanky limbs]), and the scar over his left eye makes him insanely attractive.

the scar especially gives him something to stand out with; make people remember him (sometimes he even takes out his glass eye just so people get a good look at his empty socket and that image can be seared into their brains). being androgynous also helps make everyone, whether they’re attracted to men or women, find him hot. no one even knows if Vic is short for Victor or Victoria, and that’s the point. also due to how he grew up in this au (spoiler alert, Vic’s life was awful for a lot of years between beginning of high school and when he reconnected with Kenny as an adult [that’s an understatement Vic is by far the most traumatized character in this au]), he doesn’t feel particularly comfortable with being on one perfect end of the gender spectrum; girl or boy. So no matter how he’s presenting, he’s always going to look somewhat androgynous.

Kenny-

Kenny is kinda the same, i just wanted him to look more cool and unhinged. I got rid of the full beard cause i can’t draw it and also hated it, but i added snake bites cause they’re cool. I also got rid of the beer on his shirt cause I feel like after being raised by two alcoholic assholes he wouldn’t drink much as an adult. oh yeah and he’s a he/they now cause you can’t tell me princess kenny didn’t awaken something in him. i feel like he would go to a fancy award ceremony for some massive science breakthrough in a gown. he’s the typa guy to accept some prestigious award for his scientific findings in a slutty silk dress. Basically everything I changed in Kenny’s design was to make him look more like the wacky uncle who gives children weapons (spoilers he is). i kept how the pcov specials made his stockier cause honestly i just like him a little bit bigger. I feel like that’s a treat to himself. he spent so long in a home where he’d probably have to starve some night cause they couldn’t afford to eat, so when he becomes an extremely successful adult, he can give himself the luxury of eating three meals a day or eating junk food that was too expensive for him. he can finally afford to be a little bit heavier; it’s just proof that he’s made it this far from where he came. He’s also more of a mad scientist in this au a la Dr. Mephesto, but far more ethical in what/how he runs experiments.

both-

Their dynamic and characterization in this au is by far the most fleshed out because of how much I like these two characters, and it’s genuinely my favorite couple in the au. I might make a whole separate post on how they operate as parents because they’re both so horrifically worried that they may accidentally follow in their own parents footsteps. Yknow, generational trauma and whatnot. They’re also both insanely unhinged. Both of them are just balls of the walls crazy, which stems from both of them being traumatized (i mentioned Vic is the most traumatized in this au, Kenny is the second most cause of dying thousands of times over his whole life).

Kenny has lost all grasp of physical or mortal fear cause by this time in his life he’s died so much he’s lost any sense of connection to injury, even to other people. It’s difficult for him to register that other people are mortal because it’s such a foreign concept to him, and that can lead to some issues in the lab given that it’s such a dangerous place to work. Meanwhile, Vic has the people she cares about, and has a hard time grasping that people she doesn’t care about aren’t just stepping stones. She was used her whole life, then used and hurt people as an adult (yes she was an NFT bro, no she’s not anymore), but now she has a hard time not snapping back into the NFT thing and scheming every cent out of whoever gave her a dirty look at Walmart. Kenny and Vic can and generally do help each other out with these things, but they can also be each others worst instigators (“oh yeah you should absolutely do that consequences be damned” “no he had it coming to him don’t worry” “yeah fuck him up! beat his ass!” typa shit. they support each other non-conditionally but sometimes that leads to them getting arrested).

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gummybugg · 4 months

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For anyone who's tagged me in writing games, I'll just have you know I wrote a bit more lately, so I wanted to share this little slice I wrote recently (from Crater City in Elijah’s POV):

After Blair finished my makeup, he began dumping the shiny containers back in the box. I stopped him midway.

"You're not going to do your makeup?"

"Me? No, it's been years..." he trailed off. "Besides, in this outfit?" he tugged at his stained shirt.

I grabbed the three eyeliner pens that hovered above the box in his grasp.

"Hold still."

With one hand placed on his chin for stability and the other with pen in hand, I began my work. A whole lotta blood sweat and tears went into it, one could say. I really had to dig deep into my early years of drawing shoddy dinosaurs and horrific animatronics. If there were any memories I was best at recovering, it was my most useless ones.

"Elijah, I can't go outside looking like I came from Cujo's Wacky Adventure."

"That's not even what I'm going for. Besides, since when do you care what you go outside looking like?"

"Are you saying that because I occasionally dress like a slob?"

"No, you dress like Blair," I finished my masterpiece and nudged him to turn around to look in the mirror. "Behold my preschool-level artistry!"

A smile crept up in his face as he touched each of the tiny white blobs I drew on his face. "Oh my God, they're ghosts with boots smoking cigars!"

"They're supposed to be geese," I laughed. "To match your shirt."

"Geese!"

As I handed him the pens to put away, I caught a glimpse at the packaging: May remove with detergent. "Uh, it's ok if the face paint lasts a little bit longer than intended?"

"Yeah, it's ok, I wasn't planning on washing it off anytime soon," he remained facing the mirror. "I'd totally be willing to die in this."

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(Authors note, I copied this text from my photo app bc notion is hard to copy and paste from so excuse the errors)

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Want to rot your brain with each sporadic Crater City post? Join the taglist! Maybe I'll finish this wip someday, who knows! (dm to be added/removed): @writeouswriter @lyra-brie @digitalsatyr23 @talesfromtheunknowable

#muahahahahaha #writeblr #writing #crater city wip #creative writing #my wip #my writing #blair #elijah #ill have you know that idea came to me at 3am during a thunderstorm #which buzzed the lights 2 hours later #what a rigorous night #bro my lights went out twice in one night😭#like who does that???#anyway it really didnt hinder my writing #i was just being dramatic hehe

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ticklish-touch · 3 months

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Decided to post my Backrooms chapter illustrations separately. The links to all the (SFW) chapters can be found here:

I really wanted to push myself not just as a writer, but also as a digital artist for this story.

You can read some rambles about my art process for each illustration below the cut.

Ch 1: For this chapter cover, I wanted to do my best to replicate the eerie, sickly vibe of Level Zero. And that resulted me in really playing around with the lighting and shadows in a way that I hadn't before. I also wanted to give it a bit of wonky perspective and feel a bit like an illusion-house.

Ch 2: Lookit this cheeky fucker. Totally isn't a Tower of Terror employee luring you into a false sense of security. 😁 My initial idea for this illustration was to make it look as if the Manager's cuttlefish head was really morphing & bowing out from within the wallpaper. I tried a couple drafts where I attempted to line up his tentacles and facial patterns with the wallpaper patterns. And idk, it just didn't end up looking as cool as it did in my head. (Also hallelujiah for Clip pattern brushes, they helped me make the trim around the elevator.)

Ch 3: Fun fact: This chapter was originally going to be the second half of my hotel chapter. But I'm glad it became its own thing, cause otherwise it would've robbed me of the chance to draw Rags acting like a supervillain in a construction helmet and flannel 👍

also Clip Studio Assets are a godsend, they prevent me from having to draw out an entire freakin warehouse floorplan. I did color it all myself though.

Ch 4: I remember this drawing taking me longer than I would've liked.Then again I've always struggled to draw somewhat realistic-looking water. The shadow off-shooting below the smaller cube pool into the deeper water was actually a complete accident.

And in case anyone was wanting to see a close-up of Lionfish Rags:

And again, Spike and Drake are temporary names for the sake of this AU setting until I think of actual names (for if and when I ever get around to making a Mer-Nautica AU like I've been wanting to). The silhouettes show how big they were when I first saw them in my dreams:

Ch 5: I had visuals in mind for a group of Wanderers/ Survivors since before I wrote this chapter, and grew even more attached to them as I wrote them. I was originally going to just have them depicted here, but I also couldn't get the stupid image of Rags and his megaphone out of my head and decided it needed to be shared 👌

Ch 6: When I tell yall that it was a struggle to get through drawing this. And not because of genuine art struggles; No, because of the pure Lee Panik that gripped my soul when having to zoom in close on Rags' sadistic unhinged Ler face hhhhhhfdhdfjgkfghl-

This was one of the chapters I was most looking forward to writing. It's still one of my favs in terms of pure unbridled ruthless gang-tickling, the culmination of my pred/prey/chasing fantasies revolving around laughter-hungry monsters, along with some good ol Mad Scientist roleplay.

...Oh and the first official introduction of the final antagonist, there's that too 😛

Ch 7: Yall have no idea the absolute childlike glee I felt when discovering that there's a freaking Bouncehouse/McDonalds Playplace level of the Backrooms. But holy hell, drawing the Toon Monsters was more of a challenge than I thought. There's a surprising amount of finesse in depicting that wacky, slightly-unnerving/uncanny toony charm. (Ballpit brush is best brush, change mymind)

Ch 8: Since this chapter was more or less meant to be a sort of mid-series Climax, a hint of what the battle with the Keymaster would be like, I really wanted to push myself with making this chapter cover truly stand out. It was fun to come up with a full-body design for the Court Jester (based on his Wiki interpretation of course), and it was fun to experiment with the ideas I had in mind for his magic visuals.

Once again, Clip Studio assets are a lifesaver, you can catch me actually attempting to draw a rollercoaster or carousel when I'm six feet under 👌

Ch 9: I was both excited about, and dreading, the chance to play around with various different light colors & sources. I wasn't sure how I was going to make neon blues, purples and magentas work in contrast to Rags' color palette, but I'm very happy with what I came up with.

The Dark Sovereign was also a chance for me to play around with chiaroscuro, an art technique that I've always admired (and actually really liked to do with chalk & pastel back in college). As much as I'm a slut for bright colors, I love stark contrasting black & white.

Ch 10: I went through about three iterations of sketches for this chapter cover. I felt like I just couldn't figure out how to angle the perspective of the treeline in comparison to the Giant. I'm still not even sure if I thoroughly pulled off the proper perspective of the greenhouse in the far distance. But once I added all the pretty, spooky fog effects, I became much happier with it.

Unfortunately I do not have a standalone drawing of Naga!Rags. It will definitely happen one of these days.

Ch 11: For this chapter, I wanted to draw a very cramped, stark, foreboding stretch of environment: Basically, a quintessential scene that one would see in the Backrooms if they were wandering through them alone. This is meant to be a much more down-to-earth chapter than the rest, with an air of melancholy and uncertainty. Turns out it actually lined up quite well with some of my own mental and emotional struggles that I was going through at the time.

Ch 12: For the final hurrah, I really wanted to push myself as a digital artist for this piece. (Though that doesn't mean I was about to draw all those goddamn keys from scratch, lmaoo you can thank Clip Assets for that key ring.) I wanted to try and find a way to make the Keymaster the more imposing figure in the piece, despite the fact that Rags is fully powered-up and closest to the viewer. I'm not sure if I entirely succeeded, since my end solution for making him stand out more was "MOAR GLOWY KEYS!!!"

But it was still fun, and very rewarding to get it completed.

Ch 13: I was very happy to finally get the chance to fully render Kenni for this fic. As much as shading his tendrils still drives me up the wall, it felt nice drawing the good soff boi. And I was happy to give an idea of how his Dream realm looks, with all its pastel clouds and close proximity to the Astral plane.

#backrooms #backrooms fanart #tickling #tickle fic #oc #original character #original characters #monster #monster boy #tickle monster #artoftt

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krissiefox · 9 months

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Adventures of Sonic The Hedgehog - Sonically Ever After (Screenshots & Review)

And here we have what was the show's final episode, even though it originally aired out of order. It's got some unique features and also stands out quite strongly in my childhood memories of the show. That's because in the episode Tails briefly gets "turned into a girl" and this is one of my earliest memories of realizing I was trans without knowing how to articulate what I was feeling. As a kid, my friends and I would often make believe we were Sonic characters, and I was always the role of Tails (that's the reason my fursona is a fox, in fact!). I remember seeing this episode as a kid made me feel "weird and upset", and it would be quite along time for me to realize that this was because I'd already been taught to hate myself for being trans, sadly. Transgender kids need love and support, and creeps like ron desantis needs to fuck all the way off to whatever sewer they crawled out of.

Anyway, enough about childhood trauma - let's dig into this weird and wacky Fairy Tale themed episode!

Poor Tails hurt his...well, tails!

The episode starts with Robotnik and his badniks chasing Sonic and Tails into a park. As they clash and occasionally make racist remarks like "no robots allowed in the park!", an elderly lady is reading fairy tales to some kids nearby (She's been seen in other episodes too, and apparently her name is Miss Saccharine). Among them are some recognizable faces such as the Sloth kids from "slow Going" and that elephant kid with freaky hands who is friends with Robotnik Jr.

Robotnik tells Scratch and Grounder to use a device they brought along that would help them teleport away for a quick escape. Somehow, the two badniks mess up in a way that instead teleports Robotnik, Sonic and Tails right into Miss Saccharine's fairy tale book, instead!

Now in the story book world, Sonic and Tails are dressed in costumes and the backgrounds are noticeably much more detailed. This is one of this episode's unique features - it foreshadows the visual improvement that would occur in the Sonic SatAm cartoon in terms of background art. It's also rather fitting that I just reviewed the pilot too, because some of this episode shows just how nice the background art can be in the actual series! The outfits that Sonic and Tails are wearing are based on a story called "Hansel and Nettle", as it seems every fairy tale in Mobius has a naming parody of ones in our world. After exploring a forest and finding a house with chili dogs glued to the outside walls, Tails finally pulls up his dress and acknowledges that "he's a girl!" - and the fact that he just looked at his own crotch seems to indicate he is incorrectly referring to his sex, rather than gender. Tails looks cute in the dress, but I have to wonder who decided they needed to draw boobs on a little 4 year old kid....*gives DiC the side eye* Robotnik emerges from the hut, and seems to be in the same situation as Tails in which his sex was at-least temporarily changed? He is dressed as a stereotypical witch, because old fairy tales just love their bigoted depictions of religious minorities.

Robotnik invites Sonic & Tails inside only to then reveal his identity and announce that the wants to eat them! The two manage to escape and we go back to seeing what's going on back in the regular Mobius world - Grounder is rather adorably enjoying the story time, while Scratch is trying to convince him to come help fix the machine so they can get Robotnik out of the book world.

Grounder would rather listen to fairy tale stories than rescue his shitty dad.

Meanwhile, back inside said book world, Sonic and Tails have apparently now taken shelter living at the home of "Snow Height and the Seven Squatty Guys" (with Sonic and Tails being two of the squatty guys). This was one of the funnier fairy tale spoofs for me as I found it cute that Snow was just really tall instead of "conventionally attractive" - although that is somewhat marred by the fact that she also seems to be mostly treated as an "ugly woman" joke. Robotnik shows up, trying to sell them chili dogs, and Tails stupidly just grabs and eats one, which poisons him. The only cure is a kiss from Snow Height, who is weirded out by the idea of kissing an anthropomorphic fox child. Sonic promises to introduce her to prince charming if she does so, so she eventually caves and smooches Tails. Does this mean she has magic healing spit like Steven Universe?

These backgrounds are lovely!

Not accepting defeat, Robotnik then uses some sort of wind turbine to attack the household, almost blowing everyone away. Sonic tells Snow that Robotnik is her prince charming, and she somehow believes him even though she just saw him poison a child and attack her and all her friends! She fights the wind current and goes to smooch and hug on Robotnik.

Looks like Snow Height was busy decorating for pride month!

Sonic and Tails manage to escape the house, and pass by Cinderella and her Fairy Godfather, who is a parody of the guy from The Godfather movies. This was another one of the funnier gags in this episode, in my opinion. :) Cinderella and the fairy Godfather both seem like nice folks, but sadly Robotnik runs by and steals Godfathers magic wand, then starts using it to torment Sonic and Tails. Snow Height catches up with the group and Robotnik turns her into a toad, and then threatens to turn Sonic and into a toad and fly as well...

I’ve never seen The Godfather, but cultural osmosis still tells me that Robotnik may regret stealing from him!

As this is happening, Scratch and Grounder finally think they've fixed the portal machine and use it again, but it doesn't go entirely as planned. Instead of extracting just Robotnik, they extract him as well as Sonic and Tails and a whole bunch of other fairy tale characters. Robotnik has a few new minions he brought with him, a dragon and a giant beatnik. Robotnik takes his magic wand and starts running rampant around Mobius, causing lots of trouble.

Sonic brainstorms on what to do to stop him as well as help the fairy tale folks who were pulled into his world. Eventually, Sonic dresses as Rapunzel in a tower in the city, getting Robotnik's attention by offering him lots of gold. Once Robotnik scales the tower, Sonic lifts up Snow so she can kiss Robotnik, which turns her human again. Robotnik falls out of the tower in surprise, and announces "I kissed a toad!". Grounder mentions that he kissed a toad once, and that "it was kind of nice. I think he liked me". Thus, we now know that Grounder is cool with kissing dudes, yay!

Sonic makes his way back to the park, where Robotnik follows him with the dragon. Sonic realizes that the dragon has a thorn in his foot and pulls it out, and the dragon is very grateful, turning out to only be hostile because he was in pain.

Sonic eventually gets the idea to go to the airport with Tails, and use a plane to write "Happily ever after" in the sky. This seems to interact with magic properties of the fairy tale book, allowing Robotnik's stolen magic wand and all the fairy tail characters to get pulled back into their own world again.

As the last episode ends, Sonic addresses the audience. "Every story must end. Even this one. But it's no fairy tale to say, 'see ya soon for more Adventures of Sonic the Hedgehog!'"

In the Sonic Says segment, Sonic teaches Tails about how cool libraries are. Good message, no notes - except that it's sad that books are under attack so much in the USA right now...

This episode is quite a send off for the series! It has some very nice background art, and some cute and funny gags. Unfortunately, some of the fairy tales being referenced have some really unhealthy messages which the episode never addresses, so that marrs things a bit. Overall, though, it is still a cute ending for a very fun and lovable slapstick cartoon.

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spotsupstuff · 10 months

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I have been encouraged by the fact that you seem to be tolerating my rants and I was literally JUST thinking about ancient hair so hi I'm invading your askbox yet again but this time with images to back up my chaos

here is a graffiti! Most likely of an ancient, judging by the humanoid stature, the stripes on its body, the little spots, the covered-up eyes (it bugs me how the ancients black out their eyes in artworks. I get that it's probably part of the whole 'abate thine self' mindset but I WANT TO SEE THEIR WHOLE FACES DAMN IT)

But this ancient is missing their tentacle-hair!! This leads me to believe that some ancients either straight-up lack this feature, have lost their tentacles somehow, or perhaps even choose to remove them.

While no other images (that I have currently found, there may be others) depict completely bald ancients, several show them no visible tentacle-hair.

Here is one of the tapestries:

The one on the right has very long and obvious tentacle-hair. The one of the left doesn't appear to have any (unless they do and I'm just blind). I would guess that this ancient just has the shorter variant of the tentacle hair, or be missing it entirely.

This image shows that ancients also canonically have tiny tails!!! This is shown by the ancient on the right, who appears to. um. not be wearing any clothing. My apologies for showing this indecency, it was either this or the Karma 2 tapestry.

Also their feet. Do not get me started on the pure confusion that is ancient feet.

Here is an image which you've shown several times now. In my opinion it's the best depiction of an ancient that we have. I refer to it as 'the holy grail of ancient imagery' (sorry, I'm a nerd).

This ancient has pretty darn short tenta-hair compared to some of the other art. Their bottom three tentacles have extra rings surrounding the little center dot which could be evidence at tenta-hair trimming (I'm kinda grasping at straws here but idk).

There are several other images depicting short tentacle-hair, but I honestly can't tell whether or not those images are actually ancients or just wacky blobs.

ANOTHER THING!!

This dude looks like a skeleton. Does that mean the tentacle-hair have little bones at its base????? The implications of this for the first graffiti I showed, with the ancient with no tentacle hair! The poor dude lost their head bones!

Before I slither back to my cave I would also like to deposit this graffiti:

It's clearly not an ancient, but it appears to have the tentacle-hair. Distant ancestor, perhaps? It may just be a very heavily stylized ancient (body modifications, maybe?) But I mean. Come on. That is pretty clearly some type of aquatic animal. And it looks vaguely like an ancient. ANCIENTS ARE OCEAN CREATURES. FIGHT ME.

This is all wild and rampant speculation, please correct me if I missed something, got something terribly wrong, or if none of this makes any sense whatsoever.

And my apologies for desecrating your askbox again. You may politely tell me to shut up at any point and I'll move my rampant speculation somewhere else

(and I just noticed that someone made Sparrows fanart. Why did I never think of doing this before arghhhh *runs off to find my drawing tablet*)

oh dear god why's there Bone in The Sasanka jaysus fuck video cult what have you done........

though honestly- if u're allowin my opinion- some things are most likely artistic choices. the skeleton hair thing is most likely to definitely an artistic choice of some dude goin "i wanna draw a cool skull but don't wanna miss out on the hair...- oh i know!"

the holy grail one is legit so fuckin good, gods bless- n i'm really sorry to bap at your straws, but yeah, that's probably not much

i can actually tell you for fact that those are attempts at gettin the end of the tentacle more defined/communicated to the viewer or it's leftovers of the sketch in some way. how am i so sure? cuz dear god.

shaking hands with this anonymous lost soul of an Ancient graffiti artist in these chilli's tonight

with feet i'm also pretty sure a lot of stuff is artistic interpretation tangling in! the most canonical feet pic glimpse we get are these

with the rest being so small EITHER cuz of that artistic decision shit or there might be another bound of body horror involved, from either cutting the toes off or doing similar feet binding technique that was a thing in real life China. i like to think the bottoms of their feet still have pedal disks that sea anemones possess n they gotta wrap 'em up like this to avoid sticking to floors cuz that shit is like suction cups

ah yes, karma three mural.... i've had that shit opened on my browser for a month now, i know that one intimately. yeah! that one is the culprit behind every single tail on an Ancient in the whole fandom n i adore it so much. the fact that it's so... sad (lookit the fuckin teeny nub, whatcha gon do with that) made me decide that the lower circles have more proper ones! and -tsk- AAAAAAHR who give a shit bout nudity up in this bitch, this just how we ball. all from the artistic, biological and religious sense, heavens know each time i draw Sparrows from behind without her jacket on i feel like i'm toeing Some kind of line. nudity is just a different kind of deal for them than for us culturally n i think that is super neat actually. taking things that are a given to us n flippin it all on its head is one of my favorite things to do, rule 180° bayyybeeee

n i do NOT mean this in a mean way, this is lighthearted but i'm JGSDKMCLKMKGKSDLCK i get handed a clam with a whale tale with lil geysers on top of it n told "this is Sparrows' great times 1000 grandpapa" JGSKLCKL

LIKE,,, NOT DISPUTING IT CUZ WHO THE HELL KNOWS ANYMORE. SEA ANEMONES WITH BIPEDAL BODY PLAN IS ALREADY SO FUCKIN WEIRD THIS MIGHT AS WELL HAPPEN. i just can't help but see some sorta looney tunes clam whale in it. -dreamy sigh- what if they had looney tunes-esque cartoons...........

but yes, these fucked up things Def came from the oceans cuz the oceans always spit out the strangest shit and i also adore to think that their whole society runs on water energy/steam so the connection of It Came From The Sea with that really tickles my worldbuilding enthusiast brain

#Spot says stuff #rw #n naaaaaaaah es cool whats inboxes for if not barking at other people #n absolutely dont feel obligated to draw any fanart or smth like that!!!! id be honored but as always: you do as you wish

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supernaturalgirl20 · 2 years

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It’s time for some for some Max Lord request is it? Max dating reader for her fathers wealth, but falling in love because she is so great with Alistair and very understanding for Max. But then she finds out. But Max wants to make it up to her with all cost.

I haven’t written for Max Lord in a while so thank you for the request 🥰🥰 also I’m so sorry this took ages, my muse is a little wacky lately 😜

Anything for Love

Pairings: Max Lord x f!reader

Warnings: Smut 18+, explicit, unprotected sex, angst, mild language, Max using reader, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of divorce, fluff.

Comments and reblogs really appreciated 🥰

Max swaggered confidently through the room - his head nodding at the rich businessmen and women as he passed. Something that was becoming second nature to him now. Tonight he was attending a charity gala in aid of some poor orphanage he knew little about, in the hopes of building up his client base.

A giggle catches his attention and he can’t help the way his gut twists at the sound. A feeling - guilt possibly - consumes him entirely as he slides up beside you, his arm wrapping around your waist pulling you into his side.

He doesn’t have time for feelings, not when his end goal is at stake. He will stop at nothing to succeed and no one is getting in his way; not even you.

***

Mustering all his strength to quench these ever-growing feelings, he plasters a smile on his face as his eyes drift down towards you. You look up at him at the same moment and that sparkle you get when you're truly happy shines brightly behind your eyes, rendering him weak.

How am I supposed to carry this plan through? “Mr Lord, we were just saying that you both must join us for dinner. We’ve hired an in-house chef and he’s absolutely exquisite.”

“Thank you for the offer John, we’d be delighted to come over sometime. I’m going to be rude and borrow my beautiful fiancé for a moment.”

“Of course, young love we completely understand,” he says as he turns to his wife, something akin to the devotion behind his eyes. “You know we’ve been married for thirty years and I love her more now than I did back then. When you find your person, the one that has your back through thick and thin, well, you gotta hold on to them.”

“I completely agree. That’s why I asked Y/N to marry me.” It’s why it’s going to kill me to hurt her. Mr Fitzgerald nods at him as he turns to kiss Y/N on the hand before moving along.

“He’s not that bad,” she says as the corners of her mouth curve into a smile. “I never said anything.”

“You don’t have to, your body language says it all. Maxie poo.” Her shoulders shake with laughter, the sound contagious and he can’t help but laugh with her. “I should never have told you about my mother's nickname for me.”

Max feigns hurt as he pouts his lips, his eyelashes fluttering. “Oh did I hurt your feelings baby? I'm sorry.”

“You're not sorry one bit.” He looks down at her now with raised eyebrows. “No, can’t say that I am.” The hand that’s resting on her hip squeezes tight before movement catches his eyes.

“There you two are. Come on, I want to introduce you to an old friend,” her father says as he approaches with a glass of champagne in his hand.

The rest of the night passes in a blur but one thing is certain: Maxwell Lord is falling hard. This is a huge problem, one he cannot afford as he draws closer to securing your father's fortune.

***

Since the night of the gala, Maxwell has become distant. He’s gone to work before you wake and remains at the office late into the night. You’re growing frustrated at his behaviour and you need to get to the bottom of it.

Today, however, Alastair is coming to stay for the weekend so you are going to focus all your attention on him. Maxwell can wait.

Dressing in a cute yellow floral dress, you make your way into the kitchen to begin making cookies - Alastair’s favourite. You’d already gotten all the goodies for a movie night and he had mentioned he wanted a pizza from that new place in the city, so dinner was covered.

While the cookies were cooling, you quickly put on a little bit of makeup and curl your hair. You wanted to look good when Maxwell got home. You also wanted him to touch you. It’s been almost a week since he had and you needed him. It’s why you decided to wear his favourite red lace lingerie under the dress.

The sound of the doorbell startles you from your thoughts and you quickly run to open it. Small arms hug you tightly as you smile down at Alastair. “Well hello to you too, my little munchkin.”

“He’s been so excited all week,” Elisa says as she hands you his overnight bag. “I’ve put some cough medicine in there too, he’s been feeling a little poorly this week.”

“Aww is my poor little man sick? Well, we’ll take care of you, don't worry. Thank Elisa, I hope you have a lovely weekend away.”

“I can’t wait, George has it all planned. Won’t tell me a thing though.” You both laugh but her face turns serious all of a sudden. “I want to thank you though, Maxwell has been…different…better, since he started dating you. Alastair seems so much happier and it’s all because of you.”

A blush creeps up onto your face and you don’t know where to look. “Oh I don’t know if I can take all the credit, Max is a changed man and he truly loves Alastair.”

“I know he does but he never spent much time with him until you, so thank you.” She hugs you before pulling back and waving goodbye to her son. “I’ll see you Monday evening.”

Turning to Alastair, you find him already munching on the cookies. “Hey…leave some for me will you?”

***

Maxwell paced his office frantically, his hands running anxiously through his hair. What am I going to do? A knock sounds at his door and he quickly moves to open it. Barbara smiles seductively up at him as she moves past him, her hands running along his chest as she passes.

“You sounded panicked on the phone, what’s wrong? Little Miss Goody two shoes isn’t pregnant is she?” Maxwell freezes - his heart hammering within his chest - his cock twitching at the thought of you round with his child.

“No. It’s worse,” he says as he moves around his desk and takes a seat. “Worse than being tied to her for the rest of your life?”

He shoots her daggers and she laughs at him, swaying her hips as she comes to sit on his lap. Her hand rests on his cheek and he tries his best to pull out of her grasp. “You fucking love her, don’t you? Maxwell this is a problem. We need her father's money and if you have developed feelings - this puts a dent in our plans.”

“I don’t love her! I just don’t hate her anymore, that’s all.” He’s not sure who he’s trying to convince - himself or Barbara. “We need to move up the wedding. Then once you’ve been married for three months get a divorce and take her money.”

“Her father wants me to sign a prenup.” Barbara laughs as she runs her fingers along his chest. “You and I both know Y/N isn’t going to make you sign it, she loves you.” His chest tightens and that twisting feeling in his gut makes a reappearance.

Barbara begins to kiss the skin along his neck but guilt courses through him so he pushes her off. “Don’t! I may be taking Y/N’s money from her but I won’t cheat.”

“Well you’re no fun,” she says as she moves towards the door. “Make sure you get her to move up the wedding. The sooner we get this over with the better.”

Maxwell releases a sigh as he runs his hand along his face. His eyes land on the clock and he curses. “Shit! I need to get home.”

***

Arriving home he finds the apartment quiet, too quiet and he begins to panic until he reaches Alastair’s room and finds you both asleep. Alastair is under his covers, his head snuggled into your lap. A book sits across your chest with your head tilted to the side. You fell asleep while reading to his son and his heart swells at the sight.

He quietly moves around the room tucking his son in and lifting the book carefully from your grasp. You startle awake with a gasp and he moves his finger to his lip, “Shh, it’s ok…it’s just me.”

“What time is it?” Guilt twists in his gut again, he’s been avoiding you all week and he can see the hurt in your eyes. “Past nine.” You lift your hand towards him and he pulls you up. Standing on shaky legs you stumble, falling into his chest. Max wraps his arms around you, pulling you close so you don’t fall.

His heart is beating fast and he prays you can’t feel it below your hand. He makes the mistake of looking down at you and he’s met with those sparkling eyes he has grown to love. No, like not love. Can not love!

You both sneak quietly out of the room and Max turns to you with a sheepish smile on his face. “I’m sorry I’m late, I didn’t realise the time.” A smile creeps onto your face but he notices that it doesn’t meet your eyes.

“It’s not me you need to say sorry to, Max. Alastair was looking forward to having a movie night tonight with you.” His eyes close as the guilt once again washes over him. “I know. I promise I’m yours all weekend. No work.”

“Good, now do you want a glass of wine before bed?” He’s torn. Max wants to spend time with you; he's been purposely distant all week, but he knows that if he allows himself to be comfortable around you - he’ll cave.

“I think I’ll just head to bed. It’s been a long week.” He sees the hurt flash across your face and he unconsciously reaches out for you. His hand grabs your wrist pulling you into him - his arms wrapping around you.

“I’ve missed you.” I’ve really fucking missed you. A smile spreads over your face and you reach up and capture his lips in a searing kiss. Max groans, feeling himself grow hard, his body screaming at him to bury himself inside you. To feel your warmth surround him. To completely surrender to you.

“Maybe we both should go to bed, but not to sleep,” you say seductively through hooded eyes as you twine your fingers with his - leading him towards your shared room. This is the last time he thinks to himself as he closes the door behind him.

***

Maxwell is sitting against the headboard as you rock your hips above him. His hands gripping your hips tight as you move up and down his hard length. There’s nothing but the sound of your muffled cries of pleasure filling the space between you.

You fit so snug around him - like you were made just for him. He leans forward, his mouth wrapping around the peak of your breast and he groans at the sound of your gasp. Wrapping your arms around his shoulder you pull him impossibly closer and he can’t help but wish he could stay buried inside you for eternity. Eternity wouldn’t be long enough.

“Oh-fuck-Max I’m-I’m gonna..” you cry out as your head falls back between your shoulders. Your body convulses in ecstasy as you cry out, his lips stealing your moans. The peaks of your breasts are hard against his skin and the sight of you blissed out on top of him is enough to send him over the edge. “Mierda!”

He comes. His body shudders as he fills you, his seed coating the walls of your womb and that stray thought from earlier creeps into his mind. Of seeing you pregnant with his child.

He keeps you seated on top of him for a moment, his arms still gripping you tight. He’s afraid this is a dream and he’ll wake up any moment. “I love you,” he whispers into your dewy skin.

He can feel you tense for a moment before relaxing, your hand stroking his hair. “That’s the first time you’ve said that.”

“I’ve said it before.” He knows he hasn’t. With a shake of your head, you look at him, your eyes boring into his soul. “No Max, you haven’t. It doesn't matter though because I’ve always known, even if you didn’t say it.”

Why do you have to be so perfect? Perfect for me. “I do though, love you.” You smile down at him and his heart practically stops. He pulls you into a soft kiss before gently moving you off him. The hairs at the base of his cock glisten with your combined juices as he shuffles out of bed to grab a wet cloth.

Both clean and satiated, you curl up under the duvet and Max pulls you close. Your head is resting on his shoulder and your fingers run along his chest - the small amount of hair tickling him as you do.

A sense of contentment washes over him, invading every space, every crack, every gaping hole his father left. He’s found the love he’s so desperately sought all his life and he’s about to throw it all away for what? Money.

Soft snores break him from his reverie and he gazes down at you, a smile lifting the corners of his mouth. You came crashing into his life and made him laugh, made him cry, made him whole. You embraced him for all that he is and made him believe he deserved to be loved.

Alastair loves you. He loves you. I can’t fucking do this. Carefully he moves to grab his phone from the bedside table, scrolling through until he finds her name. Typing up a quick message he turns his phone off and curls his arms around you. He falls asleep with a smile on his face and a full heart.

Maxwell: The deal is off. I can’t go through with it. I won’t go through with it. I’m sorry.

Barbara: You’re going to regret this!

***

Max reaches out seeking your warmth but finds your side of the bed empty. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he sits up and stretches before slowly getting out of bed and pulling in some sweats and a t-shirt. He checks his phone and a worrisome feeling settles in his stomach.

I hope this doesn’t backfire on me. What if she does something to Y/N or Alastair? The sound of laughter from the kitchen draws his attention and he drifts out of the room and along the hall.

He stands in the doorway - leaning against the wall as he observes you and Alastair together. He’s never seen his son this happy. He’s never been this happy. You're to thank for all of it.

“Something smells good.” He pushes off the wall and moves around the island to stand behind you. Resting his hands on your hips he looks towards Alastair as he flips a pancake. “I hope you're making some for me?”

“We were gonna bring it to you in bed.” Alastair huffs out, his tone laced with disappointment. “I can go back if you want?”

“No, it’s fine.” You turn in his arms and kiss him softly on the lips. “I was thinking maybe we could head to the museum today? Alastair wants to see that new dinosaur exhibit.”

“No! - I mean- we could just spend the day here, have a movie day and maybe head up to the roof garden for a swim?” You turn your gaze to Alastair - waiting on his reaction. “It’s fine, as long as I get to choose the film.”

“Of course. I wouldn’t have it any other way.” You smile at the interaction between them both before leaving them to dress. Max’s eyes trail after you as you go. God, I love her so much.

***

Monday morning arrived quicker than expected and Maxwell was back in the office today - leaving you with Alastair. “How about we go to the museum, see that exhibit you wanted to go to?”

“Can we really? I want to go.” You smile brightly at him as you nod your head. “Go and grab your camera and backpack and then we’ll go. We can grab some lunch too while we’re out.”

He runs towards you and hugs you tight. “I'm so happy dad is marrying you. You’re the best stepmom ever. I love you. ” Your heart practically bursts as tears well up in your eyes. “ I love you too, my little munchkin.”

Walking around the museum - Alastair slightly ahead of you, taking pictures and asking questions - you feel a little light-headed. Taking a seat you make sure that Alastair is within sight before sipping water. Your phone vibrates with a message.

Max: Hey baby, I’m finished early. Are you at home? X

Y/N: No, we decided to go to the museum. We’re at the dinosaur exhibit if you want to pop in! X

Max: I’ll be there in 10 x

“It’s all so boring isn’t it?” A female voice startles you and when you lift your head from your phone, you’re greeted with a bright smile. “I don’t mind it. I’m just not feeling too good.”

“Oh no, can I get you a drink of water or something?” You smile and nod your head as you turn in search of Alastair. You spot him deep in conversation with the tour guide. “I’m ok, but thank you.”

The woman remained seated beside you, her gaze focused on you and you were beginning to feel uncomfortable. “Can I help you with something? You ask her, your eyes drifting to your phone to check the time.

“I can see why he’s infatuated with you. You’re very beautiful.” You stare at her now, confusion written all over your face.

“Oh Maxwell, he’s infatuated with you. I’m sorry I never introduced myself, I’m Barabara Minerva. I’m a - friend of Maxwell. I feel it’s my duty as a woman to tell you that he’s only using you.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t know what you're talking about, I need to…”

“He only started dating you for your father's money. He was to marry you and then after three months get a divorce taking all your money with him.”

“You're lying.” She laughs. A dark menacing laugh as she steps forward, her warm breath fanning your face. “Am I?”

***

Maxwell's heart practically stops at the sight of you and Barabara standing together. What is she doing? His heart beats furiously with his chest as he slowly makes his way towards you both.

You spot him first and the look in your eyes will haunt him forever. Hurt, disappointment, betrayal. He swears he can see the beginnings of tears as you turn and walk away.

No! Don’t leave. “What have you done?” He spits out as he turns to Barbara, anger seeping out of him. “I’ve merely done the woman a favour. I told her the truth about her future husband. I did warn you, Maxwell.” Her face contorts into a wicked grin as she pecks him on the cheek and leaves.

“I hope she loves you enough to forgive you.”

Max turns to follow after you, his eyes scanning the crowd for any sign of Alastair or you. “Daddy, you made it.”

“Alastair my little munchkin, do you mind if we finish up for the day, I’m feeling a little unwell.”

He shakes his head and comes to link his arm with yours. “It’s ok, I’ve seen everything anyway.” Max follows you both out towards his car and helps you both in before taking off.

Look at me baby, please. He tries hard to get your attention but you keep your gaze focused on the streets outside. Mierda!

“Dad, you said a bad word.” Fuck I said that out loud. “I’m sorry buddy.” He chances a look at you and finds you already looking at him. For the first time since you both started dating, he can’t read you. Can’t tell what’s going through your head and he hates it.

Once you make it home it’s a little bit of chaos as you both try to get everything together for Alastair as he waits for his mom. “I’m just going to lie down. I’ll see you soon, munchkin.” You say as you kiss his cheek and hug him tight.

You don’t bother to look at Maxwell as you pass him and his chest tightens a little more at your blatant attempts of ignoring him. It’s what I deserve.

Max opens the door to your shared room slowly and finds you huddled under the blankets, soft sobs filling the room. “Baby - I’m sorry - Barbara is..”

“Was she telling the truth?” You sit up now, your eyes rimmed red from crying. “I - it’s not..”

“Just tell me, Max, is it true? Are you with me just for my father's money?” His eyes leave your form, searching for a distraction. “It’s true. Everything she said is true but baby you have to believe me, I - that’s not the case now. I love you, so so much and I don’t want to lose you.”

You laugh at him, a short sarcastic laugh that pierces him through the heart. “You don’t love me, you love the money. I want you to leave.”

“Y/N please - don’t make me leave - I love you, and Alastair will be heartbroken.” You turn to him then, an angry look in your eyes. “Don’t you dare use him against me. I love him like he was my son,” you spit out as you stand, approaching him - finger pointed at his chest.

“I’m sorry, mi amor. I never meant to hurt you, please believe me.” You stumble a little, falling against his chest and his arms come to wrap around you, preventing you from falling.

“Y/N, baby are you ok?” He helps you to sit in the bed but before you can answer you fall into darkness.

***

A constant beeping sound rings through your ears as you slowly open your eyes. You take in your surroundings as your eyes move about the room until they land on the sleeping form of Max.

Your heart beats frantically as you take in his dishevelled form. He hurt you but you also can’t ignore the way your heart longs for him. “Ah, you're awake.”

Max startles awake panicking until he sees you sitting up. He lets out a sigh of relief as he grabs your hand, his thumb rubbing circles into your skin.

You want to pull your hand away and never let him touch you again but you also grace his touch. You love him for Christ's sake. “Ms Y/N, you fainted from over-exertion which is quite common in early pregnancy.”

“What?! Did you say - you said I’m - I’m pregnant?” Max has stilled beside you, his hand gripping yours tight. “We did some blood work and it came back positive for pregnancy. It’s not clear how far along you are but we can give you a scan to find out. I take it from your reaction that you didn’t know?”

“No, we had no idea - we weren’t, I mean…” Max stands and thanks the doctor, who leaves to continue on his rounds. Max moves slowly towards you before coming to sit on the side of the bed. “You’re pregnant! We’re having a baby.”

“I didn’t know,” you gasp out and look up at him, a mix of emotions running across your face. You hate him for what he did - was planning to do, but you also love him more than life itself and now you are carrying his baby.

“You scared me, baby. I thought - I can’t lose you, or our baby. I never meant to hurt you. I love you and I promise I wasn’t going through with my…” You silence him by placing your finger on his lips. “Max I can’t right now - it’s too much, just - I need time. I’ll let you be involved with the baby, and attend appointments but I just need space.”

“Ok. I’ll do anything to keep you in my life. I love you, just remember that.”

***

Maxwell arrived at your apartment every morning with a decaf coffee and those blueberry muffins you loved from that bakery across the city. He drove you to work and picked you up after but never pushed you to come in.

He sent flowers, sweets and all your favourite books to you at work. He organised trips for Alastair and made sure to include you. He was really trying and you couldn’t help but look forward to seeing him every day.

“Morning baby, I’ve brought a variety today - we’ve got pancakes, croissants…” He stumbles back as you rush towards him, your lips crashing against his. He’s stunned at first but it doesn’t take long for him to reciprocate - his tongue running along your bottom lip causing you to moan.

You both pull back - the need for air too great - and he looks at you with hope in his eyes. “What - what was that for?”

“Max we’ve been doing this for months, I mean our little girl is almost ready to come into the world and I want her to have both her parents.”

“She will. I’m not going anywhere…” You run your fingers down along his chest - playing with the buttons in his suit jacket. “What I mean is - I want us to be together again. I want us to be a family.”

“You’re sure? I mean I’ve wanted nothing more than to hear you say that but only if it’s what you want?”

“It is. I can’t help how I feel about you Max, I love you. You’ve proven to me that you love me too and our little girl,” you say, rubbing your hand along your large bump. His hand rests on top of yours and he looks at you with eyes full of devotion.

“I promise I will never betray your trust again and that I will do anything to keep you and our little Princess in my life.” He kisses you softly on the lips before kissing you on the forehead. “Alastair is going to be over the moon. He’s missed you.”

“I love him too.” Max pulls you close, one hand wrapped around you, the other cupping your cheek. “I love you even more for it. He has told me off about ruining our relationship. Can you imagine being told off by my son?”

“He’s a clever boy.” He nods before kissing you again. “How about I take the day off, we go collect Alastair and head down to the beach house for the weekend?”

“That sounds perfect.”

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