Sigh.. I have came to ask where I can find greaser lore
Is there comics? Fanfic? Anything I can find dropping the lore 🗣🗣🗣🗣
AHA YOU'VE COME TO THE RIGHT PLACE💥🦅
I'll be honest it's hard to find because it's old and buried. A lot of it is incomplete, an Au, or left up to interpretation. Hahahaah... I'm going crazy.
But! Good places to look is obviously @radsee 's page first and foremost. You can go to their searchbar and search for Greaser or Vinny or even FreshGrease. You'll get a plethora of different stuff depending on what you search and how far you dive. A lot of asks and sh!tposts are as much content as you'll get with the guy.
There are two major Greaser AU's that are central to his character. Both go by the name of Vinny. One is by @loverofpiggies in Lucidia and the other is by @pixie-mage in the Spice Of Life.
CQ's Lucidia has yet to be started but there is some facts and art out there. Again you're going to have to go to the search bar and search him up. Same with SpiceOfLife by Pixie. I haven't seen a finished product. I'm not sure there will ever be finished products. It's been a long long time and people grow out of fandoms. I don't blame them but it does leave us to do the work.
Everything I've learned has been from hours of stalking these three creators and the greasersans or vinnylucidia tag which I now dominate💀.
I wish there was a fic or something. It would give definite canon lore. But it is what it is and it's kinda fun just to imagine. That's what the Utmv fandoms for I suppose 🤷
Some tags or searches that will help you on your journey, since it's a long and dangerous road:
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Wolgraha Week
Day 5: Comfort
Characters: Keith Summers, G'raha Tia
Rating: Explicit
Notes: CW Sex
“Raha. Raha, wake up,” Keith cooed, gently stroking his cheek as the Miqo’te violently thrashed in his sleep.
“No, I’ve been…I’ve,” G’raha panted, slowly coming out of his dream, feeling his love carefully stroke over his ears, “Keith! I’ve been shot! I need…I need…”
“It’s okay. You’ve not been shot. You’re in bed with me.”
Kieth lifted the other’s hand then placed it on his chest, giving it a little rub so that G’raha could feel his unblemished chest. The Miqo’te laced his fingers with his boyfriend’s, shaking as he came down off the adrenaline racing through him from the dream. With a whine, the Scion turned to press his face against Keith’s chest, nuzzling lightly as he took breaths to calm down.
“So I am. The dreams, they feel so real…Like I am back in that body…everything feels so stiff.”
Keith hummed then leaned in, kissing the other cheek.
“No crystal here…or here,” he whispered, moving down to the other’s neck.
G’raha rolled onto his back, letting Keith toss their blanket off them as he trailed kisses lower, each one sending a rush of warmth through the Miqo’te, assuring him that he was all flesh and blood. His leg lifted up on Keith’s shoulder, he shivered then closed his eyes.
“I think you’ve made your point.”
“I’ve only just begun to make a point,” Keith chuckled, kissing the bottom of Miqo’te’s foot.
“None of that or you can go back to your own room,” G’raha huffed, ears folding back shly as his Hyur gave a little nip at his ankle.
“You would just grow restless and come after me.”
Keith leaned forward, cheeks red as he let his length graze over the top of G’raha’s, folding the other’s leg around his waist. The Seeker reached up, pulling the other on top of him as he raised his hips to greet him in full. “I am unsure how I feel that you’ve gone from babbling nervously at the mere mention of physical intimacy and now you fancy yourself an irresistible loverrr.”
Keith moaned softly, kissing up his lover’s chest as his hand slid down the other’s thigh and onto his ass, giving it a firm squeeze, “Am I not? I was trained to be by a rather enthusiastic teacher. A Scion of the Seventh Dawn no less.”
“Your attempts at flattering me are best spent focused elsewhere,” G’raha said, tilting the other’s chin to face him.
“You? I was talking about Archon Y'shtola,” Keith teased, grinning wide before leaning in for a kiss before being stopped by the other’s palm.
“Y-You are not funny! Not in the slightest Keith!”
“I’m a little funny,” the Hyur said under the palm as he shifted his hips, letting his length run down G’raha’s thigh and the flick upward beneath the Seeker’s orbs, “And I think I’ve provided ample distraction, Raha.”
The Scion flushed, feeling the other lift his hips and start to nudge against his entrance. “So you have…Though, maybe you should ground me further then.”
Keith nodded, shifting so that he might angle himself properly before feeling the warmth of the Miqo’te engulf him as he pressed forward. A moan escaped the Hyur as he lowered back down on top of G’raha, rolling his ships in shallow circles as he watched his partner’s face shift from strain to pleasure. Shaking, the Scion’s arms reached around him and pulled him down to bite on his neck.
“Careful,” Keith whined, “Remember how much we were teased the last time you left marks.”
“Let us be teased then.”
Keith groaned as he felt the other’s fangs move and dig back into his shoulder. He started to thrust absently, earning little whines out of the nibbling Miqo’te. A shudder escaped him as he felt run down his chest and drip onto the Scion. Heat spread through his body as the other tightened around him. G’raha’s bite lowered, fangs digging into the man’s clavicle as their bodies rocked together as he squeezed the other within him.
“Raha-ha…wait. No fair…I’ll…” Keith panted before pushing the other’s head back, kissing his love hard as his hand snaked down to grip the Miqo’te’s dripping length.
G’raha smirked in the kiss, lifting his other leg to wrap himself tight around Keith’s waist, gyrating around his cock while thrusting into his hand. He gave a playful bite to the Hyru’s lip, feeling the man flex within him in response. Growling, Keith rolled them over, laying on his back forcing the Miqo’te to unhook his legs and sit back on him. The Scion on top, he cried out, Keith angled now into his sweet spot.
“Now who isn’t playing fair,” the Miqo’te moaned out, tail raising as he bounced steadily while thrusting into Keith’s palm.
Keith chuckled as he caught his breath, free hand on the Scion’s thigh, digging the pads of his finger into his flesh before reaching up to lightly tweak at his love’s nipple. G’raha cried out in response, sitting firmly down on the Hyur’s length before tensing up as he was sent over the edge, painting Keith’s stomach and chest.
G’raha tensed up around him, Keith too came soon after, heels digging into the bed as he lifted the Miqo’te on his lap. Covered in the Miqo’te’s mess, he patted at his stomach then looked up to the flustered Scion. “All this ‘cause of me?”
“Shush,” G’raha ordered, tail thrashing as he crossed his arms and pouted, “Yourrr attempt to comforrrt me is appreciated but I’ve said many times that we need to be morrre preparrred. The bed is now a mess and I’m all wound up. By the time we clean ourselves and change I’ll be rrroused awake and then hungry. You’ll of course fall asleep with ease and when I go to wake you’ll be grrrumpy. Then-”
“How about this,” Keith interrupted, moving to the edge of his bed before standing with the Miqo’te in his arms, “Purr-haps we wash off and go to the purr-fectly unused bed in my cham-purrs.
“Enough mocking,” G’raha huffed before kissing the other as Keith walked them outside and around the corner, “That will be amenable though…Maybe we should think about finding a largerrr sweet in the Annex to sharrrre.”
“Sounds purr-fect.”
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Who knew I could get so many feelings over a skeleton and light bulb getting together. I do wonder which skeleton made the "How many skeletons to screw a lighbulb" joke.
Hey hey, who leaked Jasper's groom speech for the wedding?
"how many skeletons does it take to change a lightbulb?" he asks and everybody groans or gives awkward pity chuckles.
"...just one, but she changed him more than he ever thought possible. love ya' sweetheart, thanks for havin' low enough standards to marry me."
And oh no, wait a minute, Jasper, that was sweet, nobody was ready for that, awww...!
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I think it’s interesting that most peepaw leo fics have the eponymous peepaw’s dynamic with past leo be some flavor of “I hate my past self cuz self loathing projection” or “I’ve learned to accept myself and my past mistakes, but god damn my younger self is annoying” (not all of them obviously but you cannot deny its the most common) because I feel like dynamics where f!leo actually likes his past self, not just tolerates or accepts but actually LIKES, have a lot of different potentials for conflicts and character interaction. So have some other theoretical peepaw feeling categories that I haven’t yet seen (but if someone HAS done em let me know cuz I would LOVE to see them)
“Regardless of my own self loathing I don’t hate my past self at all and actually really care abt being kind to him, but it becomes an overcorrection and I come across as condescending or coddling, which is not appreciated by a dude who is trying to take his leadership duties more seriously and feels snubbed now”
“I like my past self MORE than I like myself and defer to him cuz obviously he’s the better version for accomplishing my mission, but this puts an undue pressure on his shoulders and I need to learn to respect myself and my trust my own judgement again.”
“I like my past self and my past self likes me but we feed into each other in unhealthy ways and bring out our worst traits, exacerbated by the recent trauma we’ve been through.”
“I like my past self but I also know myself and know he will get a big head over it, so we must go to comically over the top lengths to not show how proud I am of him. I am at any moment barely holding back from fanboying over myself.”
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How would the boys feel if their s/o was asexual and sex repulsed
No I am not projecting /s
Oh, that's fine.
Error is kind of relieved, partially because he's not alone in that, and partially because he was semi-dreading when you'd ask to sleep with him.
Killer: Well, he's a little disappointed, but that's fine, he has hands and they've worked just fine for...however old he is. Cuddles are still on the table, right?
Horror: Oh thank god. He wasn't sure he'd be able to satisfy with just his hands and tongue, so this is sort of a relief.
Dust: He'll ask a few questions, do a little research. He wants to make sure he understands as much as he can. It's not a problem though, he liked you before, he likes you now.
Nightmare: That's...unusual. Right? You learn something new every day. He's sort of covered in slime anyways, so he gets to completely avoid thinking about how to be 'attractive' like that for you. Everyone wins.
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