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oohbuggypie 2 months
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was scrolling thru my gallery and i 4got that on the same page as my Mask X doodle, i sketched out a frame redraw of Aran Ryan and i still lowk really like it !! and along with those i remembered that i had a few even before that of Joe and Macho so i am plopping them along with their respective images here :3
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nothing tew special but they're my absolute favorite excuse for scratchy pen hatching and i want a warmup post because i have DOODLES today ! 馃┓
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thelampisaflashlight 8 months
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Everything Goes On Pt. 3
[You ever heard the song No Children by The Mountain Goats? Rain has thoughts, Dew has feelings, and Aether has... Previous Part Here. Not suitable for younger audiences.] Below the cut.
Rain is pissed.
He can't help it.
The only thing keeping him from exploding and storming off to confront Aether himself is Mountain, who gives him a look that keeps him rooted to the ground.
"It won't help Dew for us to pick sides." he says, "That's not me saying we shouldn't be there for him, we should, but the more we feed into the idea that this is some... emotional war between the two of them, the harder it will be for both of them."
"Just one punch." Rain grits out, his leg bouncing restlessly as he sits on one of the garden benches beside the earth ghoul, "One that cracks Aether's fucking te-"
"Rain..." Mountain scratches down the length of the other's spine -His off switch, Dew's, too, funnily enough. It must be a water ghoul trait.- sighing, "Who does that help more? You, or Dew?"
The shorter ghoul deflates, "Me... But, you have to admit, this shit is fucked up."
Mountain leans back and closes his eyes, humming thoughtfully.
"It is." he admits after some time, "It is, but we, all of us, will get through this, I know it."
"...How?"
"First..." Mountain says, "...we have to stop picking sides. Whatever is going on between Aether and Dewdrop, stays there unless one or the other confides in one of us. And second, we confront the real issue; Aether's leaving."
Rain's eyes widen.
"I... I kind of glossed over that with... ya know, the everything..."
Mountain nods sagely.
"We're probably letting our feelings about the situation get mixed up with what's going on with those two, or, at least, some of us are more so than others."
"Swiss." Rain says.
"And you." Mountain points out, "...Though, I will admit after my talk with Aether yesterday, I'm a little... It doesn't matter."
He sits up straight.
"What Swiss said about Dew was wrong..." Rain mumbles, "The thing about him... going nutty."
"It was." Mountain concedes, "It was, but knowing Swiss, he's probably saying he's worried about Dew in his own way... even if the wording wasn't the best. Him and Dew are similar in that regard, they both just say whatever comes to mind first and double down on it even after they realize they were wrong to say it to begin with. They're stubborn like that, and that means they're a bit slower to apologize, but when they do..."
"They mean it." Rain says, "It's easier for them to get it all out and say they're sorry later."
Mountain nods.
"They're especially stubborn when it comes to each other." Rain chuckles, "I once walked in on them apologizing for a fight they had a year ago."
Mountain smiles, "Yeah... Hopefully, though, that doesn't happen this time."
"Maybe... Maybe I should talk to him?" Rain proposes.
"Calmly?" Mountain raises an eyebrow.
"If worse comes to worst, I'll just go swim laps in the lake until I cool down."
"Personally, I'd skip the talk and go for a swim myself." Mountain jokes, "And I'm not a particularly good swimmer."
"Yeah, you kind of float along like a log."
"Hey, now-"
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"Dew?" Cumulus knocks on Dew's bedroom door, the one she'd walked past twice trying to find despite it being sandwiched between her room and Mountain's.
Ever since their group meeting last night -if you could call it that, considering it devolved into a fight between Swiss and Rain- Cumulus had put some thought to what Mountain had said about picking sides, and with some careful consideration, she decided it was time to check in on her friend.
"Dew, it's Lus." she tries, knocking again, "I... I wanted to check in, see if you needed anything?"
"...No." comes a surprisingly gentle tone from the other side of the door, "No, no, I'm... I'm good."
"Dewdlebug..." Cumulus looks at the door, "You know... you know you can talk to me, right?"
A pause, followed by the sounds of a lock clicking, and suddenly Dew's tear stained face is peeking out from behind the door, "...I don't know what I did wrong."
"Oh, honey-"
It takes a couple minutes before Dew says anything, curled up with his head on Cumulus' lap on the floor.
His room seems so... empty... compared to the one he shared with Aether.
"You haven't set up your nest yet?" she asks, carding her fingers through his hair.
"...No sense in making one if there's no one to share it with..." he mumbles into her thigh, "...Most of the stuff I used to make it belonged to A... belonged to him anyway... Still doesn't feel real."
"Do you want to talk about it?"
Dew sits up slowly and places his hands in his lap, "...I figured Aether already said everything that needed to be said... I already heard the siblings talking about it, dunno... dunno who he told, and he probably told you all about it yesterday when you were all in the kitchen together..."
He side-eyes her, the hurt apparent in his eyes.
"...Laughing at me."
"In the kitchen..." Cumulus blinks, resting her hand on Dew's thigh, "No, no, we weren't laughing at you, Aether was... Aether was telling a funny story. He didn't tell us until... after. After the incident in the hallway... Oh, sweetheart, is that why you left in such a hurry?"
"...You're not..." Dew move his leg away from Cumulus' touch and she frowns, "You're not lying to me... are you?"
"Lying to you? Why would I lie to you?" she asks, watching Dew draw his knees up to his chest, "I don't have any reason to."
"Sure you do." Dew says, "...that way the next time you guys are having a chat about me, you can tell the others I'm gullible on top of being... nutty and unbalanced."
Cumulus' eyes widen.
"Yeah, I heard you guys talking." he picks at the hem of his sleeve, "...I was going to come out and say something, but... then I realized it wouldn't make much of a difference. If anything, it'd just prove you all right... and I didn't... I don't want that."
"Dew, I'm so-"
"No... No, it's okay. I get it." he smiles, "I-I'm a lot. If... If I wasn't, then Aether would have broken up with me for being boring instead of not... Since it'll probably get out there anyway, I might as well just say it, huh?"
"Dew, honey, no, you don't have t-"
"I want to." he says, "Aether thinks I don't have feelings anyway, feel free to tell the others what I'm about to say, because if he's right, and you guys are right, then saying this won't hurt me one bit."
Cumulus reaches over and squeezes Dew's shoulder, "You-"
"Aether told me the only thing I ever gave him was sex." he laughs, "He didn't even say it was good, just that it was the only thing he could think of, and, fuck, Lus, even I couldn't come up with anything else!"
Dew shakes.
"If the only thing I ever gave him was my body, then I don't know what any of the other shit meant!" he cries, "I always said 'I love you', I told him all the time... We held hands, we went places he liked, we bought... we bought stupid matching couple shit, and I-!"
"...And I still wasn't good enough... He said... he said there were things he wanted that I couldn't give him, and I don't... I don't know what they are, but I... If he'd give me another chance, maybe I..."
Cumulus pulls Dew into a hug, pressing his face into her shoulder.
"You don't need to do a damned thing for him, okay?" she says, holding him tight, "You're more than just your body, and you do have feelings, Dewdlebug, you do..."
"Lus..."
"Yeah, baby boy?"
"...Is it wrong that I...." he sniffles, squishing himself further into Cumulus' embrace, "...that I still love him?"
"It's not." Cumulus gently rocks them both side to side, "It only happened a day ago, feelings don't magically change over night."
Dew rests his cheek on her shoulder, "...If that's true, then Aeth... Aether probably felt that way for a long time, huh...?"
Cumulus pats his back.
"I wouldn't go down that rabbit hole, Dewy, that shit will drive you crazy... trust me, I know."
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Aether stares at the ceiling of his bedroom, their bedroom, watching the lazy turn of the fan overhead, the one Dew worried about falling and killing them both one day if it ever went above a dead crawl.
He'd just finished packing the last of his boxes, and the bed is stripped of the sheets, so he's laying on the floor instead.
There's a peace.
A strange peace that comes from being alone like this.
No Dew hovering around... fussing over him.
"You shouldn't lay on the floor... it's dirty." a worried little voice in the back of his mind whispers, "Come back to bed."
"I'll overheat if I lay next to you for another second, you goddamned furnace."
"Well... You don't have to worry about that now, now do you?"
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delta-roseblr 2 years
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oohbuggypie 2 months
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every time my baby niece is visiting, she walks into the room that im playing Punch Out!! Wii in and starts happily squealing / stomping whenever she sees me fighting Bald Bull, Mr. Sandman, or Bear Hugger . today i had an itch in my brain that nothing else would scratch so i give 2 u all:: Bald Bull holding a baby 馃┓馃┓
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oohbuggypie 22 days
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was watching Coraline with my friends and seeing Mr. Bobinsky again made me realize i have a soft spot for extremely tall, long headed, whisker mustached, purple bottoms wearing, rumored-to-be-drunkards cunty Russian men with very similar names
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+ additional lil scrapped Soda face for a drawing with him and Mr. Bobinksy in it but i couldn't get Bobinksy's face right for the LIFE of me .. Soda looked tew adorable not to share tho 馃┓
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oohbuggypie 1 month
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our life is all we have to live ! our love is all we have to give !
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HEHEE FINISHED IT 馃┓ cardstock cut outs of Heike and Disco having a blast out on the dance floor in their funky fits !
unglued / singular versions below bcuz Disco's pose gets obscured by their overlap + some fun facts 馃┓
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- this idea was inspired by the fact that - though u probably can't tell due to the poor quality of the product lol - i found some pearl and glitter crayons and HAD to buy so i could try them out with two of the sparkliest and shining characters i love 馃┓
- the entire piece is made of cardstock that's been cut out, colored, shaped, and coated with glitter (the dance floor and the disco ball) !
- Disco's outfit is my fairly modest take on classic 70's male fashion - high waisted slacks and a buttoned down button up shirt ! Heike's was more of a hybrid creation based off of an outfit worn by the icon, Cher, and some sparkly glitter jumpsuit i saw on Pinterest lol
THIS WAS SO MUCH FUNN srry not srry for talking a bunch after the art i have a sickness called Loving To Share The Process And Fun Facts About It Too 鈽癸笍 anyway i love this and i hope yall do too 馃┓
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oohbuggypie 2 months
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CRAYON + PEN SIREN DON FLAMENCO BCUZ @goferwashere's SICK AU SAID HE WAS AND I SALUTED ! gofer u literally couldn't have been more correct abt this ?? literally there couldn't b a more accurate take 鉁濓笍
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anywho um i think this might b more mermaid-ish than siren bcuz truthfully i know nothing abt siren mythology but i didn't wanna pass this up 馃┓
ADDITIONAL NOTES !
- his tail is the same color scheme as a rose: wanted it 2 be like the green stem and then the flourishing, actual flower ! also the fork in a mermaid/siren's tail reminded me of the leaves that stick out of a rose so i thought it would b perfect ! visual diagram to explain the other thing cuz i honestly have no clue how 2::
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- his little speech bubble reads: "驴c贸mo voy a flamenco ahora?"
(roughest, loosest) translation: "how will i flamenco now?"
Google Translate inconsistencies when i get u.
- he doesn't enter his actual siren state very often because he finds it's more hindering than beneficial; it's pretty fun to show off the fun tricks he can do in water to the other monsters of the group though !
- Aran Ryan poked him in the gills one time to test if it would be advantageous in a match .. Don whipped around n slapped that man so hard he still remembers the echo it made
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oohbuggypie 18 days
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i saw this hilarious pose of two luchadors yanking on each other's masks and i initially wanted to do something with Masked Muscle and Mask X , but i thought abt Bull yanking on Soda's mustache instead and it made me giggle so i offer this 馃┓
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Russian text reads:
"袝袘袗孝鞋!"
English translation:
"FUCK!"
srry 4 the awkward crop i fucked up numerous times with Bull's arm and it's still too long i think ooooops but shh 鉁濓笍 og picture under the cut 馃┓
hehez
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oohbuggypie 21 days
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dewdle corner of Piston :3 nothing significant but doodles r doodles , jumped the gun trying to make some Dreamland Rush art and had 2 step back to do some little face studies after cuz it was coming out jumpscarey to say the least .. srry about horrid lighting but im posting now so i don't forget in the morning 馃┓
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oohbuggypie 2 months
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OKAY there's a lot of context behind this one srry but anyhow this post was made a couple days ago , i absolutely loved it and whatnot .. now exactly ONE DAY LATER i went to a thrift store and copped this coat that is eerily similar to the one Macho's wearing in that drawing , and i wanted to wear it with this outfit that i have planned in my head so i put 2 and 2 together and doodled Macho in said outfit 馃┓
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+ ADDITIONAL JOKE / TWEET EDIT UNDER CUT BUT WARNING ITS VERY VULGAR AND I APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE 馃槶 I PROMISE THIS IS NAWT MY USUAL BEHAVIOR BUT IT WAS THE SECOND THING THAT POPPED IN MY HEAD + HEIKE MENTION SO I CANT NOT ADD IT
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SRRRRYYYY GUYS PLS FORGIVE ME
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oohbuggypie 2 months
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Bull and Don doodles 4 today .... colored pencils instead of crayons this time because i forgot to pack them and I REMEMBER WHY I DONT LIKE THEM THAT MUCH 鈽癸笍 but enjoy this spineless boneless brainless Don feasting on a thorny rose + little Bull head 馃┓
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uncolored versions under cut + minor differences 馃┓ (i like these ones better)
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oohbuggypie 2 months
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SUPER shitty Von Kaiser warmup doodle in relation to a doodle hopefully coming soon 馃┓ this is based off this little pin i found on Pinterest, image credit to @/rotforbrain on there for the photo !
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emphasis on shitty but sometimes u just gotta get the gears turning , drawing with a stiff hand is tewww risky for me !
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oohbuggypie 1 month
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super long discussion abt my headcanons for Don's tattoo, as well as Carmen's and Bull's !
WARNING!! these r very headcanon heavy and probably reach-y ideas so if u prefer to stick to canon / r scared of mischaracterization maybe dont read 馃┓ also this is SUPER long so im gonna go ahead and put all of this beneath a cut bcuz i don't wanna flood + this is centered around ship talk and i know some ppl don't care 4 that 鉁濓笍 pairs discussed are CarDon and BullDon, but emphasis on Carmen and Don bcuz they're mentioned more than once!!
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kay so i always talk abt Don having a tattoo but ive never clarified WHAT the tattoo is of / what it says . im usually stuck between not knowing what it would be;; a religious image or a religious quote ? a cross felt too basic, but an entire passage of text would just be way too much for Don in my opinion,, i don't think he'd ever want such a huge, obvious amount of black ink on his body forever. i came up with the idea that Don's tat in the Monster Hunter would be COLOSSIANS 3:2, and it felt very fitting ; it's small and fairly easy to hide, but it reflects a great amount of his world perception and his ideologies . and i think that the exact same style of tattoo would fit his regular universe character very well too !
so after some consideration and many MANY dumb questions, i have concluded: i think Don's tattoo would be JOHN 15:9 .
John 15:9 reads: "I have loved you even as the Father has loved me. Remain in my love."
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so why that quote ??
Don is a very romantic man :: he holds a very deep love for Carmen and he expresses that in his actions , seeming to dedicate his fights to her and celebrating his victories in her name . not only that, but i think his loving attitude is expressed through his non-romantic actions as well; he shows a considerable amount of respect to his opponents, and he recognizes his own mistakes! he's romantic , respectful , and to an extent - humble . i think that that verse fits him so well because it connects to his romantic personality and religious upbringing. along with being raised religiously, i think Don's parents took extra time to truly teach Don the lesson that love is one of life's most valuable and prominent factors. not only did they teach him to show kindness and respect to his peers, but i think they integrated the idea of finding romance very early in his life. they wanted their son to fall in love with the "right person", and they wanted him to treat his lover with deep devotion and respect. so i think that those two factors ended up melding together as Don grew up; religion reflected love, and his love would reflect his religion. so upon the two merging, i think Don made the decision to get that specific quote as a tattoo as means to reflect his two deepest values, and as a promise to himself that he'd find his true partner one day. so when Don truly did fall in love, he felt an even deeper connection to the tattoo.
Don's canonical partner being Carmen is adorable to me, and this is where the second portion of my headcanon comes in: i think that throughout the course of their relationship, Carmen would recognize the true sentiment that religion holds in Don's life and get a similar tattoo as devotion to her lover ! much like Don, to me, she wouldn't want an obnoxious or obvious tattoo simply because it doesn't fit the way she presents herself. so as a way to match her partner, i think she'd get the exact same kind of tattoo but with a different passage.
i think Carmen would choose ROMANS 1:11 - 12, and the placement would be beneath her right breast.
Romans 1:11 - 12 reads: "I long to see you so that I may impart to you some spiritual gift to make you strong - that is, that you and I may be mutually encouraged by each other's faith."
i think the first part of the text ("I long to see you...") reflects the majority of Don's life where he waited to find his true partner, and how he and Carmen were bound to be together; she just hadn't met him yet. the second part of the quote ("...to make you strong...") is super fitting in the context of the idea that Carmen is Don's main motivation that drive his passions, like bullfighting and boxing. and the final part of the quote solidifies their love for each other - by sharing a tattoo, they share the love behind it and they serve as one another's guide of sorts.
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as for Don being in a relationship with Bull, i think Bull would have conflicted feelings about getting a tattoo. Don, by no means, thinks that Bull NEEDS to get a tattoo to encapsulate their love ,, it was never a "required" or expected action to be reciprocated and Don understands that very well! both of them have already given each other deeply valuable gifts as ways to express their devotion. however, if Bull were to get a tattoo, i think he'd prioritize it being very small and very private.
to me, Bull's tattoo would be of the Virgin Mary in colored ink, placed on his inner, left thigh.
this is solely my opinion and i def don't expect anyone to agree, but that one is soo special to me . i think Don would have a very strong admiration of the Virgin Mary as an entire concept, and Bull took note of that love. he decided to represent it by choosing an intimate place that practically nobody else would ever see. neither of them see it constantly, but when they do they're reminded of just how deep their love runs . 馃ス
OKAY I THINK IM DONE OMGG . this could be worded so much better but it's past midnight and this was literally ripping my brain to shreds all day so i HAD to get it out immediately 馃槶鉁濓笍 thanks 2 anybody that read all this omg i didn't think i was gonna talk THAT much .. srry but Don and religion r just sooooo good paired i HAD to share 馃┓ okay goodniiiiiight
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oohbuggypie 1 month
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Tiger if he got a little too much dirt on Kaiser and paid the price :3
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inspo was the fact that i had Magic Combat Boots on the brain but i thought abt that part in @goferwashere's story where after Kaiser leaves, Tiger lets Disco in on his secret .. so i HAD 2 take it a step further 馃┓ also srry if this looks funky i had 0 reference when doing this so this was just conjured from memory and a prayer
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oohbuggypie 1 month
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I HAVE SOMETHING SAD TO SAY ! today marks the day that #dewdlebug goes on break !!! i think this is a little predictable HELP i was drawing nearly like every day for a while, but this pen has been feelin funky in my hand .... like nothing is coming out right noooo ! so im gonna go ahead and say that im gonna step back from art for however long i need 馃┓ ill mainly post text and possibly snippets of writing , so stay tuned for that !! thank u 4 ur understanding 馃┓,,,,, buuuut
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in honor of this break, i think it's important i show some art that never made it out of the notebook !
1. Disco Kid practice doodle that i didn't like cuz of the eyes (added too much pink tinge , made it look odd + they just dont look right imo)
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2. silly quick BullDonSoda(???) doodle cuz of that one post i made :3 generally not a fan of it idk but i do think it's cute ! also srry for the crazy lighting omg
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3. redraw of a screencap of Sandy < 3 frame credit 2 @.wierdlesbian !!
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4. Don faces from memory / figuring out his prominent features hehee he's so cutesie UGH
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i think that's about ittttt 馃┓ srry abt the break guys , id love to return as quick as possible because i have SO many ideas and things i genuinely wanna do, i think that the overload of inspiration might actually b the thing that's hurting my ability to make art i enjoy HELP .. it's okay though this isn't goodbye, just a necessary break 馃┓ i absolutely despise the idea of creating art that i simply feel no love for, so im hopeful that this is what will help ease that feeling 鉁濓笍 love yall mwuahh
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oohbuggypie 1 month
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"and as he wept, he wept and said, 'Oh, my.. Oh, my.. Would to God I had died for He'"
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this is fully inspired by @goferwashere 's PO!! Monster Hunter AU 馃┓ depicted is Don Flamenco in his monster form being held in his last moments by Joe. the writing that describes their fight, Don's death, and Joe's regret are all below the cut as its very long. but WOW i just could not get this idea out of my head . thank u soo much Gofer for the amazing AU and thank u to the whole community for being my courage to be brave and release something a little less cutesie than usual ! 馃ス additional details i rlly want to be known::
-the tattoo on Don' torso is an altered version of that in the regular PO!! universe; the one depicted reads "COLOSSIANS 3:2" :: the verse's meaning is "Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things". this is meant to reflect his disdain for humans, and how he views them as lesser
-the stab wound placement is below Don's right pectoral; this is in reflection of Jesus Christ's 5th wound he suffered whilst being crucified. additionally, it is said that what seeped from the wound wasn't only blood, but water as well; i found this very fitting for his character for obvious reasons lol
-the lyrics above the drawing are a condensed / altered version from the choral piece "David's Lamentation", one of my favorite songs ever !
phewph okay writing time ! unfortunately i have never written angst, let alone fighting OR death .. this is also being released about half an hour shy of midnight on bad sleep so proofreading is out of the question.. this is prob a hard read but I STAY CONFIDENT ! here we gooo 馃┓::
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Don hissed and swung his fist in an aimless direction, hearing the collision's result come in the form of an agonized grunt from the man near him. Blind rage mingled with fear consumed Don's body in a way God himself forbade, yet he continued to batter any flesh that came into contact with his.
Joe's entire being ached, his eye now burning from the knuckles that dug into it just moments ago. He clenched it shut and let the obscurity of his vision drive his instincts to wherever they were necessary. He aimed to return the punch with his own fist plunging to meet Don's stomach, momentarily knocking the air from his lungs. As Don's arms instinctively lowered to gaurd where his sore flesh was struck, Joe snarled and drew his left arm back to slam a fist into Don's cheek. The siren felt a coursing agony not only externally, but through his heart. He knew what would come, yet he continued to bare his teeth. He ripped apart anything which bothered him and felt no haunting ring in his mind. Though this time, he feared that the bells would toll.
Joe took full advantage of the temporary stun he inflicted upon Don and wrapped his hands around the man's throat. Joe kicked Don's ankle in so that he buckled beneath his own weight, dropping them both to meet the floor. Joe felt a shake within his bones, like the structures in his own body didn't want him to do this. He didn't want to. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. Yet his body moved now without his mind, pressing his entire weight into the neck of the helpless man below him. Don couldn't stand the desperation that racked his body, and above that distaste, he couldn't bare to look up at the deathly eyes staring into his own. The man who he called a friend held less semblance to a human and now closer to a wraith, some wretched figure distorted by horror. His skin appeared a sickly gray in the darkness of the gym's room, and had his hands always been this coarse and cold? Nonetheless, for the present time Don disregarded the friend he once had and viewed him now as a step above a pet; competition.
Don snarled and thrashed beneath the body of Joe and locked his hands around the arms above. His brain felt like a searing gas within his head, but that lack of consciousness was immediately replaced by instinct. Don slid his hands down to grip Joe's wrists and ripped them outwards with a fell swipe. Joe wasn't spared a second to process the motion before his nose was slammed by Don's forehead. A pained cry was all his voice could manage before his vision flickered black.
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When he awoke, only seconds has passed since he blacked out. With a horrified start, Joe began to thrash his arms through the water engulfing him. His legs kicked in the same motion, his left heel slamming into an excruciating pressure seeming to bind his right ankle. The force released as soon as it felt his bruising strike against it. Joe desperately made strokes with his arms upwards, looking for any form of light to signify what differentiated the surface from the bottom. Joe felt a darkness reigning upon him as another figure trailed close behind, its presence growing heavier with each struggling wave of his arms throughout the pool.
Joe's face broke the surface. Without a second to catch his breath, he began scanning the area with bewildered eyes for the nearest edge. His loafers felt like bricks tied to his ankles, and the turtleneck he donned was quickly becoming suffocating. A short distance behind him, a splash breaking the water's tension drove Joe into fight or flight. His arms clawed in front of him with strokes large enough to leave his arms aching the next day, yet that same pain was his drive to reach the edge quicker. He gripped the ledge of the hard floor and hoisted himself above the edge, rushing into a position where his knees and one arm balanced his body upright. With his unoccupied hand, he reached where the bells tolled and the colors sank. Joe frantically patted his pocket for where the knife's sheath bulged.
Don arose from the water he resided in just seconds after his former partner. Joe ripped the leather from his pocket and reached into it, gripping the handle as if he was warding death itself away. His knuckles were white with pressure, and his wide eyes locked on the man inches from himself. Don's eyes were sickly and no longer passing as human; the bags beneath them were a bruised purple, and where the whites of his eyes should be were replaced by a glassy blue. His brows dug wrinkles into his forehead like malicious scars upon skin. And the worst of it all was the death-like frown that crumpled his entire facial structure; it drew his eyes in a downward spiral, and his lips curled against his flesh like desperate hands digging into anything for hold.
With his chest exposed and either arms beside him as means to lift himself, Joe raised his blade and drudged it into Don's flesh.
Don's eyes fell like the world's light upon an empty room, and the sharp inhale in his throat thrummed akin to the death rattle. Despite the metal lodged deep within his chest, he managed the strength to drag himself from his home's grasp and to lay on the freezing tile below him. Joe's hands left his mouth as he let out some visceral shout that made cherubs above weep. He scurried across the soaked floor to examine the man before him. Joe slammed himself down upon the floor and struggled to lift him, eventually draping Don's being across his own. Don's arms rested against Joe's bent knees, and his head tilted into his chest with slowing breaths beating against his sweater. The remaining warmth of his breath settling on his own shoulder resembled the comfort of a blanket upon a child's cold body. Joe felt static piercing through his brain and throughout his ears.
He slid his trembling hand to grab the hilt of his blade, yanking it from between Don's ribs with a crumbling expression upon his face. Where the stab wound remained open, Joe rested his hand on its opening and let the blood seep onto his skin. He lowered them to graze the rest of Don's torso, creating an up and down rhythm almost as if to comfort him. He felt a dread in his stomach nothing in his life had ever compared to; he had killed numerous times before this, and for pettier reasons. But the understanding of what he had just done settled upon him like the smothering embrace of a rotting being. Joe lost any remaining thoughts in his mind as small, breaking moans passed the pursing lips of Don.
Don's body felt washed by shades of baby blue. His eyed fixated on an empty and quickly fading horizon. The right side of his body held a sensation that reminded him of familiarity; dripping water and warm waves caressing his flesh. Though this time, the sea seemed to be accompanied by rainfall. Don couldn't muster the strength to look up, let alone turn his head, but he felt warm droplets fall upon his hair. The fog that began swallowing his mind didn't allow him to understand where the water's source was coming from. They dropped rapidly now, dripping enough so that they slid across his own cheeks; they made up for the lack of his own tears. The air that was becoming increasingly hard to keep in his grasp now filled with a tune, a rhythm similar to those he practiced when dancing.
"Je suis d茅sol茅, je suis vraiment d茅sol茅, oh..."
Don couldn't understand the words, couldn't sing along to the beautiful tune that seemed to hail from Heaven itself. It broke his heart a bit, seeing that one of his greatest attributes was his ethereal singing voice. But the words soothed his soul, and held this wonderous ability to make his eyes feel comfortable closing.
"Oh, mon Dieu... Oh, mon Dieu, pardonne-moi... Pardonne-lui aussi..." Joe heaved, his hands clutching the bloodied skin of Don's torso. His body shook with a might that caused Don's own body to tremor along with his.
Don wished he knew what those words meant. Don wished he could hear the voice sing in his ears forever, let the melody echo throughout the chambers of his fading mind every second of every waking moment. Don's face fell cold, and his body felt as if it was losing its occupation; but fear never crossed his mind when his vision finally began to fade. He loved the hands running up and down his body, loved the warmth cascading against his side, loved the song, he loved this moment. He let his breath soften and slip from his mind's priorities, and now focused on shutting his eyes to rest.
The last thing Don truly felt was the slipping of beads across his collar bones.
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Joe removed the rosary from around Don's neck and let its wooden roses slide into a pile inside his unused pocket. He vowed that the blade would make no contact with the necklace.
Joe couldn't and didn't think as he laid the body of his sweet friend down to rest away from his own. He looked once more into the drained yet softened features of Don's face; his lips looked soft against his chin, and his brows no longer furrowed in such a dreadful way. Joe stood for moments, spending minutes staring down at the body now devoid of life on the floor. The worst sight of the entire night was the wound beneath the right side of Don's chest. And even upon staring at it, running his eyes over it again and again, Joe just couldn't think deeper about it.
He turned his back from the death that loomed behind him and exited through the double doors of the room. Joe stalked off into the night, letting the world's air solidify the agonizing tears that stained his cheeks, down to his neck.
END !! thanks 4 reading if u did and thank u 2 anybody who sees this !! now im gonna go ahead and pass out it's 11:45 PM and im sick 馃┓
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