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britishsquidward · 10 months
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It's National Best Friends Day so here's a Squidward and Plankton piece from my Chum Squad AU! <3
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seastarlily · 1 year
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A Chum Squad AU moodboard for my dear friend, @britishsquidward.
(Don’t tag as ship)
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peasthedumb · 2 years
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Yall I wanna talk about my AU’s I wanna talk about my AU’s hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Puppet the little man I love my little man puppet master he’s like 4’ 3 tiny little adorable crazy man he’s so happy little short midget goofball odd man
Radiation also little short man so adorable but he’s like exactly 5’ he’s just such fluffy coat he’s so friendly and wholesome just a little radioactive bean I’m gonna scream but don’t feed him any radioactive materials because he will cause an explosion.
Wings the like 6’ miserable one who in canon is male but my brain keeps defaulting them to be female so I’ve just compromised with myself that they’re non binary but oh my god tall adorable miserable buddy chum pal with super soft wings and a wing coming from their eye socket.
And not to mention void, average guy but he’s literally a void just a black silhouette other that his white eye sockets with no eyeshines in em, he’s such a memer but he will try persuade you to give him your soul-
Also I- i-
Also I kinda ship wings and Void but kinda as in- both are happy to flirt with each other but neither would actually wanna date
Yall pls send asks to my bois- I’m having sudden hyperfixation on my squad
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artificialqueens · 7 years
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Different Worlds (New Year, New Au) (Trixya) – Ellen Thwoorp
Summary- Katya is a misunderstood Goth who everyone thinks eats bats and Skype calls with Satan. In actuality she’s just a bit of a dork with the biggest crush on Trixie, the cheerleader. This is the story of the first time they met and how things never quite go as you expect them to.
A/N: Obligatory High School Au.
This is the first installation of my ‘New Year, New Au Series’. I’m challenging myself with a bunch of random AU oneshots because my usual is long multichapter fics. The more random the Au the more I like it so things might get a bit crazy. Enjoy! (These will likely all be lesbian Au because I find Brian and Brian hard to write but we’ll see.)
Katya took a drag from her cigarette as she watched the football players run around the pitch from her spot just beneath the bleachers. She chose this spot for two very important reasons. The first being that the teachers couldn’t see her smoking here. The second, and most important, reason was that it had the best view of the cheerleaders without compromising reason one. Although in actuality she only had interest in one specific cheerleader. The beautiful, bubbly Barbie doll that was Trixie Mattel. The girl had moved up from Massachusetts just over a year ago after her mother remarried and immediately stolen Katya little black heart.
Katya knew that they were an almost laughable match. There she stood with her unevenly braided black and blonde hair decorated with large bat clips finished with googly eyes. She was text book weirdo Goth. Heavy black eyeliner and all. Trixie was the brightest explosion of pinks and fluff and cuddly kittens. Not to mention Trixie was popular. Everyone liked her. Katya wasn’t so lucky. When her family first emigrated her English wasn’t great which prevented her from making many friends. People mostly seemed to either look down at her or were afraid of her now. This was most likely due to all the rumours. Some of which were true, some of which were ridiculous but that didn’t seem to stop people believing them.
Her long layered black skirt brushed the top her platform boots as she shifted her weight, resting her elbow against her hip. She imagined what people would think if her and Trixie were to walk down the corridor hand in hand. What would people think of her then? Not that that was going to happen anyway. First Trixie would have to know she existed, which Katya was fairly sure she didn’t. And even if she did she probably thought she was a freak.
That didn’t stop her though. She was stuck on this girl. She had been for over a year and it didn’t show any sign of stopping anytime soon.
That was when one of Katya’s actual nightmares came true. One of the practicing players kicked the ball sending it hurtling towards the bleachers. It hit the ground with a thud and rolled. The players sighed, pushing their friend with jibes about not being able to kick for shit.
“I’ll get it.” Trixie shouted behind her as the football rolled under the bleachers. Katya panicked as the football hit the toe of her fake platform Doc Martens. Maybe if she kicked it now Trixie wouldn’t even-
“Oh, hello.”
Never mind.
“H-hi.” Katya stuttered, almost dropping her cigarette after forgetting it was between her lips. She took it from her mouth, holding it behind her back with her shaky hands. This wasn’t happening. All the times she’d crafted their first proper meeting, laid in bed at night, pretending they weren’t part of two different worlds. This was going to be a disaster. She had never seen Trixie be cruel towards anyone the way some of the other cheerleaders could be, but that didn’t mean she was chums with people like Katya. She was kind and beautiful and laughed a lot and it honestly made Katya want to cry with the sheer honesty of it all.
“Oh, I love your shoes.” The other blonde commented as she stooped gracefully to pick up the ball. Katya blinked, her brain proving that it was in fact just a pound of lunch meat as it refused to function. She could do this. For god sake, she’d been dreaming of the opportunity to talk to this girl. She would say something profound. Something devastatingly poetic that would make the other girl swoon.
“Really?” Katya blinked looking down at the boots she’d painted herself. So much for profound, she thought as she kicked herself. Trixie smiled at her, flipping her long ponytail over her shoulder.
“Totally, I’d prefer them in pink though.” Trixie leant forward, whispering as though it was some kind of secret the girl wore basically nothing but pink. It was certainly no secret she hated the cheer uniforms for their deep shade of green and white. She never wore her uniform around school like most of the other girls. Katya thought she looked quite dashing in green but pink was much more Trixie. “Hang on.” She added, turning and throwing the ball hard across to the boys on the team. Katya tried to hide the pain on her face as the cigarette burnt her finger. She dropped it to the ground and squashed it with her foot, kicking it away, while the other girl was distracted. Trixie turned back with a smile.
“Wow, with a throw like that you should be on the team.” The Russian commented, surprised by the girls upper body strength.
“Eh, it’s too violent for my liking.” She shrugged. “So where did you get those and do they do them in different colours?”
“Um, my mum got them for me online and I painted them.” Katya confessed, pulling on one of her long braids behind her back. She hated that it made her feel bad to confess they didn’t have a whole lot of money. It felt like people judged her.
“Wait, you did these?!” Trixie gasped, ducking down again to look at the boots more closely. “Wow, you’re really talented.” She said enthusiastically, touching a painting of a floating eyeball with wings.
“You think so?”
“Yeah, they’re amazing.”
“I could do you some if you like.” Katya blurted out twisting the end of her braid around her fingers. For a moment Katya wished she could reach out and snatch the words from the air where they hung but then Trixie looked up at her. She had a bright and surprisingly hopeful smile on her face.
“Really?! Would you paint me different things on them?”
“Like Barbie and hearts and a sassy little cat who don’t take nobodies shit.” The Russian suggested, pretending she’d never drawn or designed anything for the girl. Smiling as though there wasn’t a book of sketches and silly designs surrounded by hearts hidden under her bed.
“Oh. My. God. You get me.” She laughed, getting Katya to turn her boot so she could see them better. Katya laughed as well, her stomach doing a little flip as Trixie’s fingers touched her exposed ankle.
“Trixie what’s taking you so-” A voice called, abruptly stopping as Brenda came around the bleachers. She took in the scene in front of her and wrinkled her nose. “I’d watch yourself in that position around her.” Trixie stood with a frown.
“What do you mean?”
“She’s a dyke. Everyone knows she’s got a wide on for you. Don’t get too close.” Katya’s blood ran cold as she watched this girl she barely knew lay out her heart and dissect it for Trixie to see. She swallowed, eyes darting around looking for an escape.
“Why would you say something like that?”  Trixie asked, her voice sound indignant as she stared at the other girl.
“It’s true. She’s always staring at you. David saw her drawing you in her sketchbook in biology.” Brenda insisted, looking at Katya with barely veiled disgust. “She’s freaky Trix, you don’t want to spend time with the likes of her.” She added, flipping her hair.
“That’s horrible.”
“I know right?!” She snorted as a tear dripped from Katya’s eye. She wiped it away quickly. She should have known. God, she was so stupid. If she slipped away now they might not even notice. She took a slow step back, only to halted by a hand on her arm.
“No, you’re horrible! That was cruel.” Trixie clarified, looking at her friend as though she’d never even met her before.
“Trix she’s-” The cheerleader began, looked just as shocked by the situation as Katya was.
“Don’t talk to me. Go away.” The blonde snapped, waving a careless hand towards the other cheerleader.
“C’mon Trixie.”
“I swear to God if you talk to me again I will tell, and yes I mean that thing.” She threatened, staring the other girl down. Brenda took a step back, shaking her head in disbelief.
“You wouldn’t.”
“Try me.”
“You’re such a bitch.” Brenda snapped, turning on her heel and storming off.
“I’m sorry about her.” Trixie apologised, leading Katya to sit on the nearby bench below the bleachers. “What she did was shitty. Please don’t cry.” She said gently, rubbing Katya’s arm as black streaked down her pale face.
“I’m so embarrassed.” Katya confessed quietly, avoiding eye contact with the other girl as heat filled her cheeks.
“Here I know what’ll stop you crying. Knock knock.” Trixie said, clapping her hands cheerfully.
“Who’s there?”
“Little old lady.”
“Little old lady who?“
"I didn’t know you could yodel.” Trixie replied excitedly, holding her hands out in what appeared to be jazz hands. Katya frowned at her in confusion for about thirty seconds before she suddenly got the joke. Her shoulders sagged as she let out a sigh deep from within her soul. Trixie began to giggle.
“Oh my god that was supposed to stop me crying? It makes me want to weep even more.” Katya snorted, unable to fight the laugh as Trixie continued to giggle.
“It was pretty fucking stupid.” She conceded, nudging Katya’s shoulder. “But at least now we’re both embarrassed.” A small smile touched Katya’s lips at the affectionate gesture. She chanced a quick look at the other girl, accidentally catching her eye.
“I should really get back to practice.” The cheerleader said with a sigh turning to look through the benches behind them. The cheer squad seemed to be having quite an animated conversation, with several of the girls looking over in their direction. No prizes for guessing who they were talking about. Trixie turned back and stood but didn’t leave. “Um, is what they say about you true?”
“What specifically? People say a lot of things.” Katya snorted, looking up at the other girl.
“That you like girls.” Trixie clarified, raising her eyebrows. Katya sighed and pulled out her packet of cigarettes.
“Yeah, that’s true.” She nodded, trying to look as though she wasn’t on the cusp of a heart murmur caused by this line of questioning.
“What about the other thing?”
“I never ate a bat.” Katya groaned, letting her head fall back. She didn’t even know where that came from.
“No not that, although that is a relief.” Trixie laughed, twirling the end of her long ponytail around her finger. “I mean the thing about liking me.”
“I- um.” Katya stuttered, looking down at the ground to avoid looking at the other girl at all. She squeezed the lace of her dress where it was bunched up in her hand as she felt heat fill her cheeks. Her face was going to bright red, she stressed as her eyes shut tightly. Swallowing thickly, she nodded, preparing herself for heart break. She was already mentally counting the money in her pocket to figure out if she could afford the biggest tub of ice-cream they sold at the nearby convenience shop.
“Good.” Trixie said brightly.
“Good?” Katya asked, prying one eye open to look at the other girl. “Really?”
“Would you like to go out and get some coffee with me? Maybe we can talk more about these boots? Maybe you can come around mine after, we can design a little.”
“Design…” Katya repeated, somehow not managing to fathom the words coming from the other girl’s mouth. This couldn’t be happening.
“Or at least that what I hear the kids calling it these days.” Trixie winked. Now this was too crazy.
“Wait, hang on either I’m having a really good dream or I slipped down a rabbit hole on the way to school.” Katya said, putting her hands on either side of her head in confusion. “You’re saying that not only are you a lesbian but you want to go out for coffee with me and design a custom pair of boots with me whilst potentially doing other more adult based activities?” She asked almost incredulously. This sort of thing didn’t happen. This was some night-time fantasy, Glee level shit. Things don’t just work out like this do they?
“No.” The cheerleader snorted, quickly continuing as she noticed something in Katya’s eyes begin to fade. “I’m saying I’m bisexual and I want you to go on a coffee date with me and maybe do the other more adult based activities, the boots are just something extra.”
“Right. Ok. Oh my god, um yes, I love you.” Katya rambled, disbelief clear on her face. Trixie blinked. The Russian’s blood ran cold when she realised what she said. “I mean I’d love to.” She corrected quickly, nudging the ground beneath her to see if she could find a spot soft enough to swallow her whole. Trixie blushed, smoothing a hand over her ponytail bashfully.
“Fabulous. We’re friends on Facebook yeah?”
“Yeah.” Katya replied, remembering the day Trixie sent her a friends request on Facebook and she’d danced through the house to Cyndi Lauper until her parents had come home and walked in on her. That had been embarrassing. They’d insisted to know why she was so happy. After she begrudgingly told them they became insufferable, asking her almost every day how Trixie was until one day Katya just cried at the dinner table. She knew they weren’t trying to rub it in, they only wanted her to be happy but it hurt to be reminded of it all the time.
Oh my God, she would have to tell her parents when she got home that she was going on a date with her. They were going to flip.
“Great, I’ll message you later.” The cheerleader said with a nod. The way she said it, it sounded like a promise.
“Ok.”
“Cool, bye.” She smiled, waggling her fingers as she turned to leave. The girl looked behind her once again, shooting Katya a surprisingly shy smile before stepping out into the sun.
“Bye.” Katya waved, watching the girl bouncing out of sight as she joined the other cheerleaders. “I love you.” She breathed, blinking rapidly as she tried to fathom what on Earth had just happened. She lit another cigarette as she slouched back on the bench and tried to organise her thoughts.
Trixie Mattel, love of her life, her everything that didn’t even know she existed, just asked her on a date. This couldn’t be happening. She pinched her arm. Ouch! That definitely felt real. A small caterpillar caught her eye as it crawled along the bench she was sat on. She looked around her before leaning in to the creature.
“Who are you?” She whispered, this was her final reality check. If she really was down a rabbit hole this caterpillar was about to pull out a hookah pipe and be quite rude to her. Nothing. “Listen mate, if this is an acid trip do something weird if not just keep crawling.” The caterpillar just kept crawling. It came to sudden stop when Katya let out a whoop and clapped her hand.
“What’s got you so happy and why were you talking to a caterpillar?” Ginger asked as she walked over to her friend. The girl was a year older than her and already had a lit cigarette between her fingers.
“This is real. She is real and we are real.”
And that’s how the local Russian Goth got the local Barbie cheerleader.
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britishsquidward · 3 months
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Ho, ho, ho! BritishSANTAward Day 12! IT'S CHRISTMAS! Now today's art is dedicated to… EVERYONE! Just a nice piece for everybody who likes it, just to say you're all wonderful, amazing and outstanding, and that you're all doing a terrific job with whatever you may be going through. You all have lots of worth and meaning and I'm so glad you're all here. I wish you all the best of luck for the New Year, and I hope you all have a stunning day, week, rest of the year and all of next year, too! You know what, I hope you all have a magnificent time for as long as you can and that you can all achieve the things you are working so hard for. Keep on going, I believe in you! Have a sensational day! Hope you like it! Merry Christmas! 💙
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britishsquidward · 3 months
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Just based on an idea I had, but I should develop it more before concretely saying what it is, lol.
(Based on a dA challenge).
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britishsquidward · 14 days
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Yo Chip! Your so radical!
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You know it, he knows it, Davy Jones knows it...
Maaaaybe not so much Squidward and Pearl, though.
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britishsquidward · 12 days
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Pearl’s looking a little grumpy! (Probably mad at Chip).
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britishsquidward · 9 months
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My Chum Squad AU :)
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britishsquidward · 1 year
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Guys. Listen. Idk what's going on here, but I love it
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Well I'm claiming this for Chum Squad now, thanks bye
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britishsquidward · 10 months
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Well look who got the motivation to come crawling back to draw the two best friends getting in trouble for the Chum Squad AU-
Guys- Guys, stop boo-ing, I'm back! ...Temporarily? No promises. I. Look, my arms were hurting, okay.
BUT! FUN LITTLE EASTER EGG: (was hoping someone might spot it, so see if you can find it before reading on)
The recurring numbers! The whole thing the show has with 298-299 and 62. I added those, so yay lol.
ANYWAY. I hope you all like this piece.
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britishsquidward · 1 year
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Vanilla Extract #6
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They're friends
and I also do not believe I can... extract any more out of this
(laugh track)
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britishsquidward · 1 year
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LOOK OUT, PLANKTON'S GOT A GUN!!!!!!
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Uh oh
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britishsquidward · 1 year
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((I think tumblr ate my ask))
Hey Plankton! How's Squidward as an employee?
Also have a good day both of you!
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A-Alright, Plankton, I'm not saying anything!
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britishsquidward · 1 year
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for karen: do you think plankton is cute? (also COOL ROBOT LADY PRETTY)
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He don't look too happy.
(If you're curious about the Chum Squad AU, send an ask, there's a post giving a brief explanation of the AU and another stating who you can ask on my profile :D)
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