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and-stir-the-stars · 5 months

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do you want a silly fic about Ruin Cassie finding Evan in the pizzaplex? Yes ofc you do and here it is

#evan afton #cassie ruin #cassie security breach #cassie fnaf #fnaf fic #fnaf fic rec #fnaf security breach #fnaf ruin #kats scribbles #the crying child

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handsomejack-ingoff · 2 months

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theyve just got a lot of appeal okay

i dont think vaughn ever liked jack. i hc that hes always been skeptical about him, but more from a distance. he tries not to involve himself with jack as much as possible. he has a feeling the more he tries to learn, the MORE he'll have to try to get his best friend to stop obsessing over that guy. so he just keeps himself in the dark, focuses on work and friends.

jack will occasionally mingle around in some of the more common bars or clubs set up in helios. he likes the attention, the way everyone is trying to touch and see and hear him. the alcohol probably helps as well. usually it happens when he needs an ego boost. sometimes he'll even flirt around, if some of these dumb poor middle class helios workers have enough good looks.

so imagine vaughns surprise when jack waltzes up to him and yvette tying to have a quiet night at the bar together.

jack showed up without warning, and a crowd followed. vaughn and yvette had been trying to ignore it all and just drink, keep chatting with each other. about rhys, about work, about what movies theyd seen.

so imagine both of their surprise when jacks the one that waltzes right up to them.

he says something about how strange it is that neither of them have even attempted to get up to meet him. he asks if they hate him, of theyre against him.

vaughn is slack jawed, stunned into silence. somehow this walking nerd emoji managed to pull the attention of jack by... doing nothing?

yvette is the first to respond, her eyes wode and expression clearly surprised. of course we're not against you, she assures. she insists that they simply didn't want to bother jack, hes a very busy man after all. vaughn nods along with her.

vaughn starts assuming that yvette was the reason jack came over here- he couldnt blame the man. she was an attractive woman- and smart, and she definitely had the charisma to get far in hyperion. if vaughn could be attracted to women, he probably would have fallen fast and hard for yvette.

so, imagine his further shock when jack puts a hand on his shoulder.

he says hes gonna give vaughn the offer of a lifetime. he says he wants to take vaughn back to a room, that hes had enough mingling with the common folk and vaughn is who grabbed his attention.

now, jack is saying this with like. the full intention of killing vaughn. he wants a quick ego boost from giving some coomer dweeb the sex of his lifetime, then be done with him. he wants the ego boost of being someones best sexual encounter. this was basically a guarantee for that.

and vaughns like. freaking out mentally. whys handsome fucking jack being drawn to him?

so he downs the rest of his beer, chugging it as quick as he can. yvette hesitates stopping him. he knows denying jack this would lead to something not good, and hes sure letting this happen also wouldnt be good.

but what choice does he have?

he bites his lip as he looks at jack and says that he'll go, but that he needs to be drunker first.

and, of course, yvette asks if hes sure. and he can only shrug.

but jack seems happy by that. he buys vaughn more beer. as the accountant drinks and drinks, and once yvette leaves, jack gets vaughn to start talking. interests, hobbies, stuff like that.

the night goes on and on, and eventually jack is nearly dragging a red faced, laughing, blacked out vaughn to a private room.

and the next morning vaughn wakes up, rolled over to his side, and seems handsome jack right fucking there. and vaughn isnt dead.

and he wont die, for a long, long time.

#oops #sorry #kats scribbles #i guess #handsome jack x vaughn #vaughn x handsome jack #money clip #uh. what else do i tag this with #not bothering editint this. ignore any typos #i promise i dont write this poorly normally

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katsukiizmoon · 6 months

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little sketch of katsuki fresh out the shower and reading on his kindle.

#i so badly wanna draw him without the stupid towel #anyways #got a graphics pen again #brain is dead #im cold as shit lol #[ rambles ]#[ scribbles ]#[ katsuki ]#katsuki bakugou #bakugo #bakugo bnha #kats sketches #[ kindle!katsuki ]

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lab-gr0wn-lambs · 1 year

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Hell Maiden

#hell maiden!!#kat elliot #wendell and wild #kat elliot fanart #wendell and wild fanart #cate's scribbles

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cielcius · 1 year

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bakugou x reader; fluff

you’re relaxing on the couch one night after a long day. today was your date day with katsuki that usually comes at least once every two weeks, if not every week. snow is falling heavier than it did earlier that day and you accept a steaming cup in your hands from katsuki as he settles beside you.

you’re scrolling through the news on your phone until an article makes you stop, catching your full attention by the bold letters, titling:

SIGHTED: DYNAMIGHT AND HIS FAN-CLAIMED “ADORABLE” SPOUSE ON AN OUTING

you being his spouse, you click on the title in curiosity. “what’s that?” having caught a glimpse of his hero name, katsuki peeks over your shoulder curiously, raising an eyebrow at the published date of the article: just earlier today.

“jeez, these extras really don’t have anything else to do.” giving a light smack to katsuki’s chest, you feel him chuckle beside you as you read through the article, which didn’t provide much reading material. instead, it filled your screen with more pictures than words.

the two of you are displayed walking down a street, presumably on your way somewhere—and you were—but something rare had occurred: you had gotten lost. lo and behold, multiple pictures in the same angle show katsuki, one hand holding his phone, and the other dragging you at a small distance behind him.

suppose the kicker is you.

you, who practically waddled behind him in a big white puffer coat, a white scarf covering the lower half of your face, and a white hat to top it off. your hand in his is the only thing connecting the two of you and below the article, you catch multiple readers freshly commenting from just a minute ago.

adoration, mentions of being a walking marshmallow, and textual squealing in all caps is all that fills the comments. they adored you and your outfit that seems to have set a trend for the winter season. reading the last bit of the article, you smile at the last few words and squeal when katsuki tickles at your side, having forgotten that, he too, was reading.

“It seems Dynamight’s beloved spouse has become more popular among fans than the man himself… And I don’t blame them.”

#secret pic at the end where kats is giving you a nose kiss #tea stained letters 🍵#vi’s scribbles #bnha x reader #bakugou x reader #mha x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugo x reader #bakugou fluff

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goblinpartyy · 2 months

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that one dog and his friends

#parappa the rapper #parappa fanart #um jammer lammy #katy kat #i dont feel like tagging the rest of them #my silly scribbles

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t3chborb · 1 month

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It be Ramattra's birthday today (the first one since the cast's bdays were revealed), so obviously I had to make something special for such a monumental occasion~

The art may appear a little strange, given the pic's purpose. Shouldn't it be a bit more obvious that it's a birthday celebration? What's going on here?

Well...

Let's just say this art is indeed special. If you want the context, you'll have to read @korpuskat's "Date of Manufacture" (Tumblr / AO3) ;)

#Borb's Scribbles #Overwatch #Ramattra #did i really show up unannounced in someone's DMs over the birthday of a set of pixels? yes i did-#my apologies kat for not being able to shut up in your DMs lmao #anyway you should all go read the fic bc good lord kat C O O K E D #just mind the rating :P #i was hoping i'd get to shading each cable individually but after the what?#26 hours i spent on it already? i had enough of this art lol it's good enough as is

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spaciebabie · 10 months

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hi i finished ref sheets for da bruisehouse crew and they're now all up on artfight! the lunatics will be added shortly. i may or may not rb old art of them we'll see

#OUORUORURORU FINALLY #two #the war organization #oc: katherine quin #oc: vanessa ric #oc: angel galaxio #oc stuff #bruisehouse crew #angel has changed the least but thats what you get for being a sans kinnie #also ignore that ness' is so detailed and angel and kats arent. i did vanessas like months ago and i basically rushed kats and angels skjfs #IM NOT MAKONIG THE LUNATICS NEW REF SHEETS THEY'RE LIKE FINE #JUST GONNA SLAP OLD ART ON THERE LIKE I JUST DONT CARE (I DONT)#spacie scribbles #ouuuuuughghhgg #bye #I DONT KNOW IF YOU CAN TELL BUT VANESSA HAS A BUTT CHIN?!?!?!?!?!?#SHE HAS ONE. THE ANGLES I DREW HER FACE AT IT MIGHT NOT COME ACROSS BUT SHE DOES #look at these middle schoolers....be a shame if they....were met with some Unforeseen Circumstances....#i have this conundrum w/angel hes like either the queerest kid ever or hes the least queer person you've ever met and there's no inbetween #i dunno which one i like more teebeeache

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chororine · 3 days

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despite everything, it’s still the future

happy (late) 25th anniversary, futurama 🚀🧡

#futurama #philip j. fry #futurama fanart #futurama season 1 #space pilot 3000 #kat scribbles

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milkymagg0t · 1 year

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🔮✨WENDELL AND WILD✨🔮

#my art #scribbles #wendell and wild #henry selick #this movie was soooo good however I feel like the ending was kinda messy and weirdly paced #love love love the character designs!!!!! they speak 2 me so well!!!!!#the demons and kat were so much fun 2 draw!!!!#aaugaugaugwysg

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and-stir-the-stars · 1 year

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Summary: After the Bite, Evan spent years being manipulated into helping William commit crimes against humanity. Now, William's in jail, Evan is in 21-year-old Mike's custody, and Evan just wants to stay at home taking care of the stray animals he finds in the woods outside. Michael tries to convince his little brother that it's not healthy to hide away in the house for the rest of his life.

Au: saffron pawn au

word count: 1,375

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“Evan.”

The sixteen-year-old sitting cross-legged on the couch didn’t move. He didn’t even look up at Michael; his attention stayed glued on the fox laying asleep in his lap as he ran his fingers gently through its fur.

With a mighty huff through his nose, Michael knelt down in front of the couch so he was eye-level with his younger brother. Evan couldn’t get up and walk away with the fox asleep in his lap, or the squirrel balanced carefully on his shoulder, or the raccoon laying on the couch curled up against his thigh.

“Evan.” Mike put more care into keeping the gruffness out of his voice this time. “Ev, can you look at me? Please?”

Evan grunted.

Michael waited. He didn’t have anywhere to be; he could kneel here all day if Evan chose to play things the hard way.

Finally, Evan looked up. His green gaze drilled holes into the lower part of Michael’s face as he adamantly refused to meet Michael’s eye.

Michael’s chest moved slowly in and out as he took a deep breath, reminding himself that it was okay. Evan didn’t need to meet his eye; he just needed to listen.

“C’mon, Ev. This isn’t good for you, and you know it.”

“I told you, I’m fine.”

“You’re sixteen. You should be getting out of the house, having fun, being a dumb kid,” Michael corrected. “You should be meeting new people and making friends.”

“I have friends!” Eyes lifting, Evan looked up at Michael with a glare.

‘Well, at least he’s finally looking you in the eye.’

Michael sighed, as much at the sardonic voice as at Evan’s outburst. “Your animals don’t count,” Mike said firmly.

“Then I don’t need friends.”

“Yes, you do.”

“That means a lot, coming from the guy whose definition of ‘friend’ is anyone who comes into his stupid parlor more than once. You can’t tell me I’m not normal when the only time you bother leaving the house is going to work or the store because you’re too scared to leave your psycho little brother home alone.”

Michael blinked at Evan. Blood rushed to his face and anger reddened his cheeks at Evan’s insults. “Low blow, Evan.”

The fox in Evan’s lap raised its head and looked sleepily around the room as though troubled.

Evan shrugged, and the squirrel on his shoulder jumped onto the back of the couch and climbed away. Evan watched it go with a frown. “Psycho, remember?”

‘Deep breaths, Michael. Deep breath in, then out…’

“You’re not a psycho.”

Evan wasn’t looking at him anymore. He wasn’t petting the fox anymore, either; just watched it stand and stretch its legs as though waiting for it to jump away and leave him. “Then I don’t know what I am.”

“A lonely kid?”

Evan snickered. “That’s what Therapist #5 used to say.”

“Was that the one with the mole?”

“No, the pink glasses.”

“Riiiiiiight,” Michael clacked his tongue as the memory returned to him. “That’s the one I freaked out when I told her we were moving.”

Evan rolled his eyes. “You told her that she ‘didn’t have very long left’ after the whole town accused us of being serial killers.”

“I was just talking about the number of therapy sessions she would have left with you!”

Michael knew he shouldn’t, but… he couldn’t help but laugh remembering the way that woman’s eyes had widened, how she had taken a step back and her manicured hand had floated over her heart, how she had looked about five seconds away from passing out like some dramatic Hollywood actor…

Evan’s lips flickered upward in a brief smile, too.

With its legs apparently sufficiently stretched, the fox curled up again in Evan’s lap, and the sixteen-year-old reached out to scratch the underside of its chin. As though jealous of the attention, the raccoon at Evan’s side stood and crawled into Evan’s lap as well, and the kid reached out to pet it with his other hand.

“Listen, Ev,” Mike started carefully. “I’m just… trying to be honest here. I know what it’s like to… to lock yourself away from the world. I did it all the time when I was your age– hell, I did it when I was younger than you, and you’re right. I still do it now, because… I felt like I wasn’t good enough. Like… like just existing in the world would be a punishment for everyone around me.”

Memories flooded Michael’s mind. Being pushed away and rejected as a kid until the only people he could surround himself with were a group of delinquent kids who did nothing but encourage each other’s worst tendencies; hiding his face behind a Foxy mask because he couldn’t bare to look at himself in the mirror and he needed to be something other than the stupid, weak little kid he saw there; the months when Evan had been in his coma and Michael would find notes that read ‘murderer’ in dripping red paint stuffed inside his locker; staying locked inside his room for days in fear of their father or his teachers or his classmates taking out their anger and judgement on him…

“I know what that’s like,” Micheal whispered. “I know how awful it is, and I know that I don’t want that for you, Ev.”

The smile was gone from Evan’s face, replaced by shiny eyes and the splotchy red color his cheeks always got just before he cried.

“Please, please, promise me you won’t lock yourself away.”

Evan shook his head, though it didn’t look like an answer so much as him being overwhelmed and confused and hurt.

“You don’t have to do anything big, just– something, Ev. I… I even called around, and… did you know there’s an animal shelter looking for volunteers not far from here?”

Evan’s teary eyes lifted to meet Michael’s. For a second, he seemed touched by the olive branch Michael had extended him. But the hope died in his eyes quicker than it had appeared.

“Th-they’ll just find out what I a-am, and– and then we’ll have to move again. There’s n-no point.”

“Or,” Michael said. “Or maybe they’ll see how much you love animals, how good you are at taking care of them, and they’ll be happy for the help. Maybe you’ll make a friend or two.”

Evan was already shaking his head. “They won’t want me, Mikey. They won’t, they w-won’t, they won’t! You didn’t ev-even want me; why the hell would they?!”

Michael’s eyes squeezed closed for an awful few seconds. There it was.

Standing up, Michael stopped kneeling in front of Evan and moved to sit beside him on the couch.

Evan leaned away from him on instinct, but he couldn’t move very far with the animals still on his lap.

“I love you, Evan. And I know– I know– if you give the right people the chance, they will, too.”

Evan’s entire body was shaking now, one of his hands floating up to his face and covering his mouth as he sobbed with his head low enough that his chin practically touched his chest.

The raccoon and fox on Evan’s lap seemed to look at each other for a moment. Then, the raccoon got to its feet and scurried away. The fox followed not long after, and a fresh sob ripped from Evan’s chest as it left.

Michael’s hands fluttered in the air, unsure if he should try to comfort Ev or if this was one of the times when touch would make it worse.

Evan ended up answering that for him by burying his face against Michael’s shoulder and pounding his fists against his big brother’s chest.

With a strangled gasp as he was suddenly winded, Michael grabbed at Evan’s hands. He transferred Evan’s wrists into one hand, keeping his little brother’s hands pinned down as he wrapped his free arm around Evan.

“I hate you,” Evan sobbed. “I hate you, I hate you, I HATE YOU!”

“It’s okay,” Michael whispered as Evan trembled in his arms and tried yanking his hands out of Michael’s grip. The words felt awkward on his tongue despite the echoes in his mind of countless therapists harping on about how important it was to communicate now. “I am not going to let you hurt me, but you can let it all out, Ev. It’s okay.”

Evan just sobbed louder.

#wake up besties: new evan personality dropped #don't you just love it when ev has abandonment/rejection issues from his big brother #''trying to kill him'' by putting him in fredbear's mouth and then moving out without a goodbye #the second he turned 18??#saffron pawn au #evan afton #the crying child #michael afton #mike afton #fnaf au #fnaf #fnaf fic #disney princess evan #<- bc of the animal thing #kats scribbles

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handsomejack-ingoff · 2 months

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fanfic statuses n shtuff

borderlands 🪐

reflections | [jackothy] [currently writing] [one shot] [smut] [inherent tim angst]

holojack is brought back au | [rhysothy, rhack, rhackothy] [planning/brainstorming] [multi chaptered] [mostly angst] [prolly some fluff]

angsty rhysothy smut | [rhysothy] [planning] [one shot] [angst] [smut]

tim gets sick of jacks shit so now tim is jack and jack is tims pet | [jackothy] [brainstorming] [loads of angst] [definitely gonna be noncon n stuff in here be warned] [probably some smut]

(last edited 27/02/24)

#kats scribbles #kittys fanfic hub #i wanna write some gayperion maybe but rhys and vaughns friendship #is something that is purely headcanons so me now #even their friendship #so idk how well thatd pan out for me

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scribblekatz · 1 month

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If you're still up for requests how about Shadow or Rouge? :]