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HAPPY BIRTHDAY SPM ON THE WII!! It’s o Chunks birthday :^3
Tornado sirens went off while typing that, uhhhh hrm
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joshithekitsune · 5 months
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Just kidding! I don't! >:D
Anyways, hello!
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I'm a cartoonist, obviously!
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Kamek, Dimentio, Flavio, O'Chunks, my bois!
>:3
My taste in men are horrible.
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Before you go off wondering this blog is 13+ to 15+ depending on the content. For example; language, gore, mild sexual themes, and crude suggestive humor. Some of my art may not be suitable for younger audiences.
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Before you interact with me, I'm on the spectrum, ASD (Autism Spectrum Disorder). Please be careful to what you say to me. I don't always know what I did or say. So please be kind. I'm doing my best to not be an asshole. My sense of humor and swearing may come off as crass and blunt. Be warned.
My other disorders (not fake): depression, ADHD, dyslexia, dyscalcula
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Most importantly, enjoy my bullshit! :P
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I wanna ask.. How did you discover SPM or have you known it since it came out?
Personally I encountered it through MOTI (Man On The Internet) after hearing the O'Chunks music :)
Really just wanted to know bc I don't see many ppl in the fandom and I absolutely adore the characters :3
!!!!!!! I found spm the same way!!!! I stumbled across MOTI’s covers from the game and immediately latched onto Dimentio and scavenged the Internet for content. I ended up finding lizadale’s tumblr and the next thing I knew I was obsessed. Very soon afterwards I discovered that I actually own the game. And had played up to chapter 5. And just didn’t remember ANY OF IT except Mimi being horrific and the O’Chunks fight. (How did I forget Dimentio?????? How dare I???? At least I didn’t have to remember Francis...)
I am so glad to know I’m not the only one who fell into this fandom through MOTI. It feels so weird when the game is 15 years old and I’ve only been into it for like 2 and half years (which, to be fair, is a pretty long time for my fandom obsessions). I always feel like a squishy little baby in this fandom because so many people played this game (and actually remembered it) when they were younger and have been into it for years.
....wait it’s only been 2 and half years? *looks at au list* *80 AUs stare back at me accusingly* good Grambi what have I done...
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mscribbles · 1 year
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You are so genius for Dimentio/O'Chunks and I am here for all your content. I had a fic about them somewhere that got eaten by my docs but it was O'Chunks trying to learn to dance for Natasia and Dimentio was being a shit lord teasing him but ended up helping him...
BAHAHAHA I dont know about genius. but thank you!! I’m glad you like it! It’s a super interesting ship to me so I’m really glad other people like it too
Also MENTALLY SCREAMING (/pos ) that fic idea sounds so good I’m sorry to hear it got eaten by your docs 😭
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spmcomic · 3 years
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well, that wasn’t very nice.
part 1 of 2.
previous | next
index
start at the beginning
(cw body horror, cw mind control)
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paperpeachy · 6 years
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O’Chunks, u heathen
-favourite thing about themhe was the one person in Team Bleck who genuinely cared about the others lots! he referred to the others so affectionately, and despite how brutish he appeared to be, he was just so loving and warm and UGH i’m scrambling on my words but… there’s so much heart in his character and he’s def one of my faves!and i love how passionate and honour-bound he is! it just seems like he has certain reservations with his warrior-code as well, and it makes him that much more likable.-least favourite thing about themhmm…nothing really! but if i had to choose…maybe i’d make him less silly all the time? i know that’s sorta his thing, but it sometimes takes the seriousness away from his character when the game treats him as comic relief.-favourite line“Ah, she lies like a wee rug, this lass! Nastasia told us, Count! She said you’d come ‘ere… Or… She said she FELT you’d be here…or somethin’s along those lines.”okay so i feel like explaining my reasoning for this one! it’s not one of the more funnier lines, but just the moment he says this in and how he says it kinda ties up to why i love him so much! he says it so familiarly- reading Mimi’s actions so easily and- again- affectionately! like he knows her so well at this point. and just generally entering the scene all smiles and easing into the situation…. i just love him sobs,,-brOTPhim and L! i like the idea that the two were always at each other’s throats, but at the same time enjoyed each other’s company and secretly cared about the other. i also think O'Chunks would’ve felt the most lonely once L disappeared;;; -OTPhmgmmg…i’m stuck between either L or Nassy;;;;-nOTPi… don’t know im sowwey im bad at this jsdnsndkjsd-random headcanoninsists he isn’t a lightweight drinker! he has stupid drinking competitions with L sometimes, and it’s unclear which one wins ;;-unpopular opinionhmm i wouldn’t call it opinion as much as i’d call it a preference, but i like him more than most characters, like Dimmy or the Count! i still luv all of them tho💗
-song i associate with them(i don’t have one i’m bad at this meme ndsnks) but! there is this channel!: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCjMZjGhrFq_4llVS_x2XJ_w
i get a lot of drawing inspiration listening to their scottish/irish mixes :O!!(i’m basic I KNOW)-favourite picture of themi rlly appreciate all the content @lizadale does for him! esp this one: https://www.deviantart.com/hambammich64/art/You-re-so-annoying-485028821
i think i made it kinda obvious that his relationship with L is one of my favourites, and most of it comes from here! i love that competitive rivalry they could have had and i love how Liza depicts them! the posing, attitude it’s all perfect!
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o-chunks-appreciation · 2 months
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O’Chunks snack and film time?
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“Movie night ‘ey? Well as long as I can pick this time.”
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o-chunks-appreciation · 4 months
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I can’t sleep so I’m drawing the chunks very mindlessly; Nighty night.
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o-chunks-appreciation · 21 hours
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You know I used to ship mario and o'chunks before
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You know what? I see the vision.
O’ chunks could hold his head like a cheesed burger…his hands alone are the size of Mario
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Just incase you needed some positivity
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Oh boy another fic!
Hey everybody its another fanfic! But i didn’t write this one, a rad person sent me it ( but they asked me not to name them and I wanna respect that) So here we go!:
O’Chunks was a brilliant cook, there was no doubt about it. You watched, awestruck as he measured out the cup of flour, and then ran a knife edge over the top to make it exact.  He added a second cup, and then paused to check the recipe again.
“Could you get the sugar now?” O’Chunks said, picking up the spoon and beginning to stir the mixture. “And some eggs,” He added.
You did as instructed, taking the flour back and bringing out the container of sugar. As O’Chunks began to measure out a cup, you opened the fridge and started looking around the leftovers for the eggs.
“So,” you started,” I appreciate you asking me to help you cook. Even if you’re the one doing most of the cooking. But why are we baking a cake at three a.m.?”
“It’s Nastasia’s birthday today,” He said with a grin,” An’ she wakes up at five. I want teh surprise her today.”
“Just you?” you said curiously. The eggs were hidden in the back, behind a large green bowl; it took you a few moments to catch them with your fingertips and maneuver them out.
“There’s three buckets of water beside each of their doors,” O’Chunks said, and you laughed.
He didn’t use a hand mixer, or even a whisk, but set to expertly pounding out the lumps with a wooden spoon. You placed yourself up on the counter top, watching him. Every bit of his upper boy was set to the work, from his hips to his shoulders.
“Who taught you to cook-“ you started,“ I mean, if you didn’t teach yourself.”
“Me Ma, “He said.” She loved tah cook. Morning, noon and night, you would find her slaving over the stove…” A small smiled was growing on his face, as he lifted the spoon, checking the batter for consistency. “And Grambi forgive if company was coming, or if there was a holiday. We would have leftovers for months. I still don’t know where she found the money for it- sometimes we didn’t even get Christmas presents. But we always had plenty of good food.”
After a glance at the cookbook, he dropped the spoon, and hurried off to the pantry. You waited, and after a few moments he returned with a box of baking soda.
“Timp- mah sis, I mean, she never wanted to stay in the kitchen, so Ma always roped me into helpin’ her.  I really didn’t care, but…“ O’Chunks trailed off as he measured out the teaspoons. It was added in, and for a long time, he didn’t say anything else, simply mixing the batter, and adding ingredients; a pinch of flour here, a touch of salt here.
You weren’t sure what to be looking for. Cake baking wasn’t your specialty, so you stayed quiet, not willing to bring up a painful subject, but not able to think of a better one.
“It’s Ma’s recipe, ya know.” O’Chunks said finally. “That’s her cook book.” He nodded at the recipe book he’d been consulting. “One of the only things I kept with me.  Now, check an’ see if the oven’s hot.” He moved to the cabinets, and began to rustle around as you slid from the counter.
Despite yourself, you couldn’t help but glance at the book as you walked to the oven.  The open page was filled with messy handwriting, and although the words were barely legible, you could still tell it was in a different language than any you knew.
“It’s warm,” you called.
“Alright,” O’Chunks said, returning with round baking pans in his hands. “Now we put the batter in the pans, and let it cook. You wanna try?”
“Sure!” you said, definitely not wanting to. “We’re going for uneven layers, right? And 50 percent of the batter spilled on the floor?”
O’Chunks scoffed, “It’s not that hard, come ‘ere-“ Before you could stop him, he stepped in close and put his arms around you, gently taking your hands in his. “Take hold of the bowl,” he said, moving your arms, ”And just watch it…”
You couldn’t hear a word he said. The warm, soft curve of his body followed yours, and hot breath ghosted over your shoulder. As he spoke, his beard tickled your ear.
His hands were calloused, rough, and completely dwarfed yours as he guided them to pour the mixture.  In that moment, you felt very, very small. But there was something in his embrace that also made you feel incredibly safe as well.
“…and there we go.”
You jumped and the bowl fell from your hands, clattering against the counter and splattering batter everywhere. You looked over your shoulder. “I hate to say I told you so, but…”
“Then don’t,” O’Chunks said with a wry smile. “Sorry about that. I should have been paying more attention. “
“No, it was my fault,” You looked down at your stained clothes, slowly raising your arms to avoid spreading it anywhere. “What time is it?”
In sync, the two of you glanced at the kitchen clock. “A li’l after four.” O’Chunks answered.
“I’ll go take a shower,” You said,” and I’ll wake up the others while I’m at it.”
“You’re evil,” He accused with a grin.
“I know,” you laughed, and rushed out into the hall before he could see the blush rising on your cheeks.
The castle was always chilly in the mornings. No one knew if it was because of the stone walls and floors, or if the heating system was out of balance. Nastasia had sent Mr. L down there several times to check.
Somehow, this morning, you couldn’t even feel the chill. The only thing you could focus on was the memory of soft, warm arms around you, and the feeling of his hands on yours.
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He was a skater boi.....She said see ya l8ter b o i
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