I was gonna post a vid on tiktok bc I have more followers there but i'll post it here because-

When I die, I wanna be reincarnated into Redacted Tumblr as a beautiful Lasko/Gavin spicy fic-

Anyway, I drew the D.A.M.N. boys + Imperium AU :D Please look at them, its late and I'm tired.

I also have a speedpaint of them on my yt (eggyboyoart) so if you wanted to look at that as well, I would be rlly happy :))

(TW: Spoilers for Imperium AU)

I wanted Lasko to look super light and soft and cloud-like while also being kind of elegant?? He looks so poofy :D

I hc that he takes rlly RLLY great care of his hair, like- mans has a 23 step routine to keep it untangled and soft :))

The hair routine also helps him relax and de-stress after a long day

I also headcanon that he wears a lot of light, soft sweaters with a button up underneath for that academic soft boy look

In the Imperium AU, he got the scar across his eye from a wayward daemon who tried to attack him in the D.A.M.N. daemon haven.

He wears his hair tied back into a low pony tail to seem more 'professional', bc my mans is the ACADEMY PRESIDENT :D

Imp! Lasko wears a black suit with a white button up and either a red or light blue tie (gotta keep it professional when you're tormenting daemons and chasing after uninterested freelancers :|)

IDK why but whenever I imagine Damien (original timeline), its always with rlly short hair

idk I feel like if he had long hair, it would make him too warm around his neck and that'd make him uncomfortable and grumpy (well, more grumpy than he usually is anyway)

gotta keep the neck open for air flow (and easy access-)

I think he wears a lot of sleeveless clothes (tank tops, sleeveless hoodies, etc and shorts bc of the heat

Damien is a chronic khaki shorts wearer, I'M SORRY-

Imp! Damien is royalty so obvs gotta keep it professional

I feel like he would have other priorities than cutting his hair so it mostly just gets slicked back out of his face

The scar on his neck is from a failed assassination attempt (our boy damien stays livin', unlike Angel-)

I feel like he still wears sleeveless shirts but also wears a fur cape (like, one of those white ones with the black spots with the red velvet) which seems counter intuitive.

I am relieved to say that Imp! Damien doesn't wear khaki shorts :D silver linings, guys-

I wanna start this off my saying, Imp! Huxley might be one of my favourite characters

Hes just, such a piece of shit and I don't want to change him, I want him to stay exactly how he is, thats the POINT-

Freelancer bought him neon jewellery for his lip piercings and he screamed when he got them

also a sweater wearer like lasko but he likes his sweaters to be oversized, but because hes just big, his sweaters are like blankets for regular sized ppl

he has his hair kinda long-ish bc freelancer enjoys playing with it and he likes making his friends happy so he keeps it kinda long just for them-

Imp! Huxley is a piece of shit and we love him for that

He doesn't have friends so his hair is shorter

He probably wears tactical gear/uniform bc he is an enforcer, but its all like a dark green which looks rlly good on him

no neon piercings for Imp! Hux as much as I hate to say it

GAVIN OUR FASHION ICON-

He knows clothes like he knows freelancer's body- IN AND OUT. Hes got that shit LOCKED DOWN

Freelancer gave him the heart glasses as a gift

Gavin never saw the appeal of piercings until freelancer said they would look hot on him, REALLY enjoys all the different types of jewellery

Probably wears patterned button up shirts (with as many buttons undone as possible) with skin tight jean/leather pants

Imp! Gavin dresses like hes homeless, theres no time for fashion when you're trying to survive in an dystopian magic world where everyone hates you :P

I hc that when a Daemon gets low in energy/emotions, they can't keep their 'glamour/human form' up so they forcibly have to take on their more daemonic traits (horns, coloured eyes, markings, tails, claws, etc)

and bc of the shit hole that the Imperium AU world is... :|

I also hc that only sex and sadism daemons have coloured sclera

Got an idea for a fic where the two companies hire extremely specific people who have superficial similarities to the mercs in game (only german men who wear glasses and have tangential knowledge of healthcare for example) and send them to go fight in the gravel wars but they slowly realize that they're becoming the mercs

Like medic for example slowly has the horrifying realization that he's getting a very very morbid sense of curiosity and bloodlust or pyro loosing the ability to talk outside of the mask and getting schizophrenia

Medic, pyro, and scout mcs because they're my boyes and I love them

Anyways would yall read that?

Edit: here it is!

Kionne (Weavile ♀), Birthday Cake (Deino ♀), and Me (human ♂) did more than just run around Cincinnati fighting Dragon Types all day, we also went to Covington's Purrfect Day Cat Cafe! A new birthday staple for me!

friday - 25/08/2023 - feed the baby a food that starts with R

Tallulah was upset about something. She was crying to Phil off to the side. Allie was trying not to pay attention, it was rude to eavesdrop. Ae and Chayenne were sitting, quietly eating their raspberries. Allie had discovered they really like raspberries, they've liked most of the food ae has had the past week but this was even better. Chayenne promised to make xyr raspberry ice cream at some point in the future. He would make it today but it was apparently too hot and he said it would melt. Allie wasn't sure what ice cream was but Chayenne said it was good. When Allie was done with their berries, ae licked at aer fingers to get the rest of the juice. Their hands were stained with the red of the raspberries. Allie did not like that and stood up to go wash their hands in the washing area of the house. Tallulah was there, with her arms folded over each other, looking very grumpy. "Are you okay?" Allie asked, reaching xyr shaky hands into the water to clean the red stains off. "I don't want to take a bath but abuelito says I have to." Talullah frowned. "Why don't you want to bathe? You really wanted to earlier." Allie was confused. "Because then I'd have to take my hearing aids off and I don't want to right now." "So later then?" "Yeah but I want to be clean now." Tallulah was pouting even harder. Allie did not know what to do so they just brought Tallulah into an awkward hug, patting her lightly on the back. "Tallulah, I have a solution." Phil returned to the washing area with Chayenne, a smile on his face. Allie was glad someone knew what to do. Phil was very good at knowing things.

i love them so much help💔

you know what... i was an obnoxious son of a bitch when i was a tween/young teen. but i was also kinda based with it!

My first time to post something like that (i'll call it skits), this is just about SMG's learning that Minion and Eggy are meme guardians (someday they'll learn that Minion is avatar hybrid and Eggy is meme hybrid)

[ SMG's staying in the bus stop. Their mood was normal. ]

Minion: Hey guys, i want to ask you all…

SMG4: What is it, Minion?

Minion: Well…. Since you all Super Meme Guardians that protect Cycle of Memes and Mario is avatar, should it be mean that me with Eggy are the same as you are guys?

Eggy: (I mean we are not wrong…)

SMG4: Oh, that's actually pretty awesome!

SMG3: Well, not suprised.

SMG1: I'm happy for you.

SMG2: Yes, me too-

[ then SMG's realised with eye pupils being small of realisation and a little of awe. Then they slowly turning their heads to Minion with creak SFX and shout with shock: ]

SMG's (except Minion and Eggy): YOU ARE MEME GUARDIAN TOO-?!

END OF THE EPISODE

Also bonus lol:

[Niles is standing with disappointed in himself and in SMG's too, while SMG0 is a little bit confused]

Niles: They are guardians too. Not surprised.

A new story up on Scribblehub.

Do you like eggs stumbling into gender-y hijinks? Do you like tall strong orcish lesbians? Do you like curly fries?

Well, this story has two out of those three, and, as the saying goes, that ain’t bad.

First Kiss

(Taki blurb)

You and Taki were currently sitting on the rooftop of your building alone at night, watching the city lights and the stars together in awe. You swear you've never seen stars as beautiful as these ones. Suddenly, you see a flash before your eyes and the click of a camera, so you look over to see your long time friend has taken a picture of you.

"Hey!? Delete that, I wasn't ready!" You argue only to have Taki grin mischievously, amused at your dumbfounded expression.

"I'm definitely keeping this." He says, looking at your picture. "You look too cute in this picture." You give up and lean closer to look at the picture he took.

"You look happy." He adds, turning the phone in your direction so you could see it properly. He's right.

"Wow.." You mumble, amazed. Taki stares at you for a moment and gently lifts up your chin to look at him.

"There's something I want to tell you, ______." He looks at you with those brown eyes of his, strands of hair falling over them.

"I'm listening" You say, feeling your heartbeat go crazy inside your ribcage from being this close to him.

"I.. I like you." He stammered. Your eyes go wide in surprise at his words. You've kept a crush on him but never had the courage to confess and certainly didn't expect him to feel the same. "It's been a while already." His careful expression says it all. He really does like you.

"I... like you too, Taki." You say, hoping this isn't just a fruit of your imagination.

Suddenly you hear a loud thunder and shrink into the boy's arms. You look up and notice the sky that was clean minutes ago were now gathering clouds, concluding soon it will begin to rain.

Your attention is brought back when Taki holds you tightly on his embrace and you look back at him. You look deep into his eyes the same way he looks into yours, slowly closing the distance until you both are so close that you can feel his hot breath on your skin.

Two hearts pounding as you share this moment, the first kiss you've been waiting for. You smile as you fit your lips into his sweetly, pulling away after a minute when you feel a drop of water touching your skin.

"Will you be mine?" He asks placing a hand on your cheek.

"Yes!" You answer happily and pull him to get up before the rain get stronger, so you both go back safely hand in hand. It's a magical night for the both of you.

SAGAU Winged Creator

A/N: Two writings in one day?? Can be read as platonic or romantic, just a silly, goofy idea I has a while back.

Sagau, winged creator and Xiao being messengers. Like, Ninguang needed a letter sent to Beidou and The Creator just jumping at the opportunity to really stretch their wings. Of course, Xiao - ever the protector - naturally worries about their safety. So in a cheeky tone, The Creator suggests that Xiao spread his wings and fly with them to deliver the letters.

Now, The Creator's wings are similar to an Albatrosses, meaning they can lock their wings and float along wind currents - however, our dearest Xiao cannot. Meaning halfway through the journey, while The Creator hasn't even broken a sweat, Xiao is almost, basically falling out of the sky.

Xiao is in complete denial about this however- insisting that he is fine and not to worry about him. The Creator- the all knowing little bastard, just kind of- plucks him out of the air and just starts carrying him.

Xiao proceeds to flip out, telling The Creator not to waste their energy, and that he doesn't need to be carried. The Creator smugly says "I haven't broken a single swear while you are basically falling out of the sky. Besides- you're seriously telling me that you don't want me to hold you oh so closely?".

One peak down at Xiao's face reveals that even though his face is turned away, his ears are a violent shade of red. One angsty huff of breath later and a timid voice says "...I suppose carrying me for a short while would be beneficial...".

After carrying Xiao the rest of the way (despite his insistent protests-) and delivering the letters, you notice that Xiao seems to be experiencing some back pains! Which are most likely due to him straining himself back in the air.

As the gracious and kind Creator you are, you strongly encourage basically force him to let you give him a back/wing massage. He strongly resists at first- "such menial labour is beyond you, Youe Grave!".

However, no one can resist the chance to get a massage by the one and only Creator for long and soon enough, Xiao has melted into the bed, making the most heavenly noises while you massage his back muscles and the muscles in his wings.

one of the things I rly enjoy about commissions is bringing other people's ideas to life, expanding and building up and making worlds and stuff. That's so much fun to me, even beyond the like, just fetish fun sexy time.

another thing is i love any excuse to fill folks w eggs >:)

wednesday - 23/08/2023 - go flower picking with the baby

Slimecicle was taking care of Allie today. He seemed nice enough, but Phil had pulled him aside when he first came to pick them up for the day. Allie was curious to what they were talking about but was occupied with chatting with Tallulah. Xe pinkie promised to come back at the end of the day and then Slime and Allie set off to do their tasks. Slime was funny and nice but Allie noted that he had a habit of needing them in his direct line of vision or he'd start to subtly freak out, something that most people wouldn't notice but Allie prided aerself on being observant. It was what kept aer alive before. They had been trying to find a suitable meadow to pick flowers, since Allie had already seen the museum with Phil earlier that week, for what felt like hours. During some point in their trek, xyr joints hurt so much xyr couldn't go on and Slime had been carrying them since then. Sitting on Slime's shoulders was comfy and they were having a lot of fun being tall and getting to see so much. Allie yawned, wishing they could take a nap, folding aer arms on Slime's head so they could rest their head. Slime had been off and on singing and humming for the entire time, but now he was quiet. As the two of them reached the top of the hill they were climbing, they were greeted by the sight of a sprawling field full of pretty flowers. "Well look at that Allie, what luck!" Slime stuttered a bit at aer name, but Allie paid it no mind, straightening up on Slime's shoulders. They had never seen so many flowers in the same place, ae was in awe. Xe only realized xyr mouth was hanging open once they reached the bottom of the hill. Slime picked them up off his shoulders and put aer down. Allie immediately ran towards the closest patch of flowers and sat down. They grabbed the petals of each carefully, inspecting them. Ae had planned to give the bouquet of flowers to Tallulah since she was, what Tallulah had called, aer friend and so the flowers needed to be perfect. While they were waiting for Slime to pick Allie up, Tallulah had explained all the kinds of flowers to Allie and xe was so confused on how there could be so many different kinds of flowers but Allie understood now. Slime let them inspect the flowers to aer liking, chatting to himself and occasionally laughing at a joke he made. Once Allie had collected a bouquet of flowers that they deemed suitable enough for Tallulah, they told Slime who held the flowers while xe got up. Shaking their head to get xyr hair out of their face, Allie realized that it had fallen out of the braid Baghera had made for them when ae met her and now was blowing everywhere. Allie made a face. "Do you need help with that? I used to braid my daughters hair so.." Slime trailed off, tears gathering in his eyes. Allie didn't know that Slime had a daughter. Ae wondered if they would meet her soon. The only other kid she had met was Tallulah because xe were currently staying with her. Chayenne didn't count, he slept most of the time, Allie was hoping he would wake up soon so they could play together. Slime was a fast braider and in no time Allie had two new neat braids. Slime got up to go and Allie saw tear tracks on his cheeks but didn't mention it. It was rude and Allie had manners, ae had to have manners or people would get upset. "Are we going back to Phil and Tallulah now?" Allie asked instead. Ae was done with all of their tasks and they were very, very sleepy. "Yeah, yeah, let's go." Slime wiped his face, sniffling softly. Sitting up on Slime's shoulders, they set off towards the wall.

Thoughts for Earthspark!Betty, Ratchet, RipWhip, and Sprocket

So I thought about how Betty would meet the trio. Basically the three got separated from the team and ended up on the opposite side of the continent they're on. They try to hide out in a random garage, but of course, the garage they chose wasn't abandoned. It was Betty's.

Of course she freaks out when she sees them and nearly nails a metal pipe into Ratchet. Eventually things cool down and she agrees to help keep them hidden until they can at least contact one of the Autobots.

I'll probably draw something and write more when I finish what Earthspark has so far

🤔 + 🦷 for the writing goals asks? <3

AGH! thank you for the ask! I'll send you one back since i did rb it from you <3

🤔 are there any new characters you want to write about?

not that its a secret or anything but a new comfort character that has entered the spotlight is Quest from Blooming Panic. biiiig comfort character. by big comfort character i mean, im beginning to know him and his route just as well as i learned Nicky's from Fictif. i think maybe I'd like to write some nice comfort fics with him eventually. im lowkey kinda feelin in my soft writing era. I also made a BP mc named BanJo. I've never written oc x canon, but perhaps i will. i adore my little Jo sm.

🦷Is there a chapter, scene, or WIP you're dreading to write (but is necessary to your plot)? Share a snippet or tell us about it!

I'm gonna be real honest, my hyperfixation on Nicky has faded lately. he'll always hold a special place in my heart for getting me through some tough times, but that being said, im not sure if I'll ever be able to finish the most recent nsfw fic ive written of him. i tried to write a fic for him for his birthday, but the inspiration just never came :( i might still draw Nicky from time to time, but this may be the end of an era.

since theres not much else to share about that mournful admission, I'll talk about some more individual things ive been working on! im working on a Mothman cryptid romance rn, and boy is it hard to get through the beginning. its just so tedious and boring to set everything up when i know what the good parts are gonna be! my goal this year is to power through it, but for now im very very stuck on the beginning, so here's a snippet of our main character settling into a new home they swear is temporary :) im particularly proud of how it shows the poetic way the Mc views the world and its beautiful contradictions

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The walls were a plain shiny wood complimented with bouquets of dried flowers hanging from hooks.

I think my favorite is the one hanging directly above the fireplace. It consisted of the most vibrant lavender, daisies, and various wildflowers. I’ve never seen lavender so delicate and passionate about its appearance, as if it had spent an entire lifetime getting ready for display. Daisies with such sunny middles, brought out by the eggshell white skirt of petals surrounding it. Wildflowers so wild and carefree, yet perfect, in their organized disorganization. So vivid in color and form that I could almost smell the flowers and see them dancing in the wind, as if they were still connected to their warm damp mother Earth that had nurtured them. Despite all of this, they had clearly been there for years upon years. And I wanted to know where those flowers came from.

Hey... I have free time... how the hell did THAT happen??

funny that post-transition it is like, so obvious how influential Cate Wurtz was. I see things that look like her all the time