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Mr: I hope my hair is ok.
Dan: You're good,Stev.Relax . Oh, just gotta text from Patcat, let's head out..
The Sequel to this picture
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Both by @screwpinecaprice thanks agIn.
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c-atm · 1 year
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Valentine moments. Made by @meku95 thanks for. Doing this.
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c-atm · 1 year
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I ride for this couple too thanks @screwpinecaprice
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Mr: Pics from were We were at Comicon
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c-atm · 1 year
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Happy valentine day
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c-atm · 2 years
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Dreadlocs and Deep love.
Thanks to the always amazing@screwpinecaprice for maki g this awesome domestic image of Danny(Daniel) and Tricia (Patricia) from my AU (fighting flirty)
Love is learning to retwist and care for Locs in secret just in case your partner Loctitian ain't available.
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c-atm · 10 months
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They're a canon event
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c-atm · 2 years
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Romantic chaotic/cool coupling
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BROTP DUOS
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Art by @screwpinecaprice commissioned and wsited by ME @c-atm @ask-the-flirty-fighters
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Happy Halloween from the G- Fear!
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Hey it been awhile.sorry I haven't been posting,life's been and still is....LIFE. but I'm gonna try to come back to tumblr and this page along with my others. With new shorts stories,continuing those Ialready have and other stuff.. for now hope you enjoy these pics. (yes,they are AI generated but I'm a literary artist, not a visual one and i am not claiming to be a V.A. I wholeheartedly respect what visual artist skill,rather digital or not and stil commison them ....just wanna play with my toy..and use them as reference for when i do commison.)
Anyway I and the Flirty FIghters will be back asap.. until then hope you guys enjoy
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❤🍓Thank you@screwpinecaprice for making me Mister,Danny, and Tricia look so good In this...photoshoot. we appreciate it.💋
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c-atm · 2 years
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So...
Thanks to @screwpinecaprice for making art of another one my other favorite shipping based of my SC6 character select .
Love your work please follow them...the first two are their drawing..the other is me having fun..
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c-atm · 2 years
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Realization
'Nooooo!' Patricia thought as she looked at him, 'Not him, noooooo!'  She groaned in her mind as she felt her eye twitch, 'not this...this… it's'..
"Stupid. " she huffed.
Daniel turned to her, controller in his hand,  peach in his mouth, left brow arched. Looking so confused. "Oom oyay, risha?" He asked in muffled concern.
Patricia didn't blush at the sight of Daniel...Danny. she saw this sight so many, many times. Her heart didn't suddenly quicken...nor her palms sweat.
None of the cliché...but she did see him differently..or maybe more clearly. 
Her cheeks didn't burn..but her smile grew.
Her heart didn’t quicken or tighten..but it was warmer.
Her palms didn't sweat but she was acutely aware of the sensation of his skin...his beard..the muscles in his cheeks against her rubbing hand.
How nice it felt...How she would mind waking up morning after morning and rubbing his cheek m, rubbing his smile...Making him smile. 
He does the same for her being his dorky, geeky self wrapped up in a cool exterior. 
She tried not to chuckle at his surprised face when she took the peach from his mouth and bit into his bite. "Go ahead in play. I wanna see you win," She chuckled as she ghostly laid her head on his bicep.
Peach in her mouth like it was nothing,cause for them it was. They did things like this before. It was commonplace...The toes curling in her shoes was new though...Same with the thought of his mouth being like a peach….at least it should have been or felt new, but it didn't.
She didn't feel any new sensation, affection..but she felt what she had more immensely. 
Her toes and thoughts weren't curling because of the sweet and sour peach alone..she was aware of the warmth he placed by his mouth. Extensively aware and more so pleased by it. It added a woody flavoring that she was  always  aware of...but never so much.
Her eyes glanced at his face of concentration, determination...and didn't feel the whole I'm in love romance feel… 
Not the cupid arrow pricing her, not the strike of lightning of an eureka moment, not the hot fire of passion in her hormones.
No, all Patricia saw was Danny. Her Danny..and all his dorkiness..His expressions. Their history, their friendship, their bond. She saw her friend..Her best friend…
'The most dorky,geeky, charming, loving,  irreplaceable man in my life.'
A thought l that should have made her a red mess.. but all it did was make her move closer and squeeze his arms. She wasn't in love with Danny...No, she was way past being infatuated. 
She loved him..as a best friend...as a life partner. She was content, happy, free… She was happiest when they were together. Just doing things  like this..even if they weren't involved, yet.
" I love you, Danny." A simple thing.a honest truth said so many times between them, but this time holding a lot more implications than usual. Though that she wasn't surprised at his nonchalant response. 
"Yeah, love you too, Tricia. " He sighed looking as he waited for the stage to load. Turning his eyes to her Patricia took another bite of their shared peach watching the screen.
Completely unaware of the bottomless adoration he was showering her in that one moment.
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c-atm · 2 years
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DRINK TO THAT
 
 
4:30 am, and Club DS was starting to empty; Not that Patricia 'Tricia' Isiah and Connie Maheswaran cared at the moment, having the two bartenders' undivided attention...
They were regulars of Daniel Zeke and Steven Universe, the bartenders, and co-owners of 'Club DS,' as well as their unofficial taste testers of new cocktails.
Like every Thursday, Friday, and Saturday for the last three months.
Tricia and Connie didn't flaunt or abuse that fact, of course. It wasn't like they claimed special seats at the bar or called them by both given and pet names (they did).
Convince the boys to come out from behind the bar (they did).
Share some dances with them and let them behind the counter and learn how to pour drinks with them (they did).
It did happen, and neither of them was complaining.
'Though, getting tips was nice.' Connie would admit.
The memory of Steven tutoring her in the art of drink shaking. His hand on hers. A playful, blushing face appeared on her features as the scene invaded her mind.
"What are you thinking about?" Steven asked with a cocksure grin, "with that red face?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?" She grinned, " and my face's red cause I'm hot."
Steven's black brow arched as his brown eyes looked over her outfit. A cobalt sleeveless fishnet crop top vest. Matching visor hat on top of her raven ponytail shadowing her raven eyes in enticing mystery. Black high-waisted overalls shorts and a pair of black ankle fold-over booties.
"You're hot." He smirked.
"That's what I said."
"Not what I meant." He leaned over, closer
"And what do you mean?" She purred as she rested her chin on her right palm.
Before he could answer, two shot glasses filled with a yellowish liquid slid towards them.
"You two looked thirsty," Danny smirked as Patricia giggled.
"You would know, wouldn't you, bro." Steven bit back, "worked up a bit of a thirst with Tricia over there earlier on the floor."
Tricia circled her finger around the lip of her glass. Her bespectacled, heterochromia eyes of west mocha and east hazel gazed at Danny, discreetly admiring his tall, dark skin, black thick long twist hairstyle, and a faded beard.
Danny kissed his teeth but didn't answer, opting to take a drink.
"Hmm... Sweet, but not bad." Steven commented, taking a second sip of the mysterious cocktail.
"Can't give me more than that?"
Steven shrugged, "It's fruity?"
"Noticeably fruity." Connie added, taking a sip, "not bad, though. I would appreciate a bit of a harder kick."
"At least that's a bit more opinionated." Danny appreciated, "what do you think, Tricia, something you'd drink?"
Tricia nodded as she gulped the liquid down.
'Oh, wow, good.' She mused, feeling her face warned up.
"It's smooth and relaxing; it doesn't sit on your chest and warms you when it goes down…." She grinned," but you know what's the best part?"
"I made it?" Danny winked at her, getting a tongue-biting grin from Tricia.
"You're cute."
"That's not a no."
"No." Tricia finished her drink, "I suppose it's not." 
She slid her glass with the others to Danny, waiting for the next drink to try.
"So, what's the best part?" Steven asked her.
"The best part?"
 She grinned, looking at Danny, "It's so Fro~ooty."
"Philistines," Danny stated as he looked at her laughing inebriated face. 'She's stunning.'
A tan front bow sweetheart bustier top under a darker tan crop jacket with a gentle form-fitting double split skirt the color of forest green. 
A burgundy-brown turban head-wrap sat on top of her hip-length, kinky, flowing black hair with a face-framing, chin-length swoop bang. 
Plump lips coated in the same mocha of her skin. Patricia was the definition of beauty.
He was enamored, as much as his friend was with the equally beautiful Connie.
With a shake of his head, he prepared his next concoction.
"Speaking of drinks, isn't it kind of irresponsible letting a patron play bartender?" Tricia gave Steven a faux heated look and received a chin-rubbing chuckle in response.
" They loved her enough to tip my little apprentice. Besides, it gave Danny some time to enjoy himself. I see that as a win-win situation."
"Also a reason for you to hold her, I presume."
"Win times three." Steven chuckled before his brown gaze turned to the other woman.
"Speaking of, where did you put those tips? I don't see any pockets on ya, Ni."
"Woman wonder secret," Connie gave a fox-like grin, "can't tell ya."
"What, you put it in your bra?"
The two women looked at each other and gave him a confident sneer, "Pasties, no bra."
It was humorous watching Steven fight to keep his eyes aligned with their own.
"So that's..."
"No support, all-natural perks." Connie bit her tongue in a grin.
Working the pectorals helps." Tricia tacked on.
"You're lying." Steven accused, looking at Connie.
"Am I now?" She leaned toward, chin on the back of her left hand.
"I've seen both lacy and sport bra straps on you before." he moved closer, mirroring her.
"Never said I didn't wear bras."
Connie flirted with a tiny lip lick," But it's nice to confirm you watch me."
"You are a spectacle." Steven admitted, "Notably below the waist."
"Thought I felt my ass burning when I was dancing with that other guy."
"Just making sure they kept their hands in a respectable position."
"And looking like a pit bull ready to snap." Danny inferred with a laugh, pouring the four of them a darker, nearly wood brown drink.
“What’s this, Cognac?” Connie swirled her drink, watching it get a bit darker.
“That’s the base of the drink,” Danny smirked, "a little Coconut Rum, bit of Durian Juice, some Chocolat Liqueur, some Crème de cassis, some Vodka, and some Johnny Walker black label. I call it the G-7."
"The G-7, huh?" Steven chuckled before preparing to drink up the mixture.
"Eh!" Danny shook his glass, stirring the liquor in a demonstration.
Steven arched his brows and did the same before gulping it down.
-Koff!-
"Ooh!" He breathed, hitting his chest under his midnight button-up, "That's some sweet and sour firewater there." He nodded his black curly, rat-tailed head, "Got a kiss like an angel and a kick like a mule."
 Steven handed his glass to Danny, asking for another.
"Is it really that good?" Connie wondered before gulping her drink in one go, "F~uck! That…" She shook her head, putting the glass down.
"Too much kick for you, Connie?"  Danny taunted, resting his glass by his lips.
"Fuck Yeah." She wheezed heatedly, "Would you make this for your girlfriend?"
Before Danny could answer, Tricia took his glass from his hand and gulped his drink. Straight from where Danny's lips were.
"Yes." She answered Connie before taking her drink and looking at him, "and she would love it." She put the glass down with a slight thump and a bright fire cheek smirk at Danny before sashaying out the door, briskly and scantily inviting. 
'Go, Tricia.' Steven and Connie thought before turning to Danny with matching smirks.
"Uh…" Danny clapped his hands jointly, " Steven….Connie." He blinked as he pointed the direction Tricia went, slowly walking toward that direction, "you and your protogé babe got the clean-up...So...Yeah." 
He didn't wait for an answer as he leaped over the bar and headed out of the club and after Tricia.
"Shit," Connie said, smirking, "about time they made a move." Connie laid her head on the table, "mind me sleeping in the back. A bit too tired and drunk to drive."
Steven smirked before coming from behind the counter and helping her up from her seat, "Come on, I'll take ya home." He offered his arm, which she took appreciatively.
"Yours..or Mine." She teasingly, tiredly purred, permitting herself to be led towards the exit before getting a text from Tricia, "oh." She giggled.
"What's up?" 
"You...Have a comfy couch at your place?" A sheepish giggled car from her lips.
"A pull-out…" Seven flashed a grin as he locked the door of the club behind him, "but…." 
He stood up and bent to her ear as he opened the passenger seat of his car.
 "The queen-size mattress is much better for the back." He whispered closely,  chuckling with a bit of pride, seeing her jaw dropped, tongue rolling behind her bottom lip," You can have that."  
 "...Or…"  she started as she sat in her seat.
"Or?"
Connie kissed the corner of his bearded lip as soon as he settled in the driver seat, ready to take off. 
 "We can share." 
"Umm..."He bobbed his head with a silly grin on his face, "yeah…
"Yeah." Connie sensually snickered as they snuggled a bit closer, smirking at his red face, wide-eyed, lip-bit look. 
'Adorable.' She thought as they pulled off.
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c-atm · 3 years
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Connie A2
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"Well, what do you think?"
"Um." Connie didn't say anything as she looked at the person in front of her.
"Tricia, thoughts?"
Connie turned to her (best) female friend, only to see her jaw dropped and glasses fogged.
"Hhhmmmm." Patricia hummed, looking him up and down before chuckling faithfully. The ideas running through her mind, very apparent to Connie. 
"Ni?"
"Yes!"  Connie piped up at the voice, his voice...Their voice. Her nerves, popping like fireworks by their sound. 'I can get used to that deep savory tone…' her eyes looked towards his- their lips, 'Definitely from those big full lips...No, no stop those thoughts.' Connie shook her head as she looked at him...Them again; her eyes trailing down his body.
'Easier said than done.'
That light coffee complexion, the umber almond-shaped eyes with a thick, faded curly mohawk, Snub-Nubiann nose, thin beard faded.
Looking below the neck at his surprising round and robust torso and arms, which now bore a blue hoodie turned crop top, and a pink jacket turned vest, feeling her face burn maroon at how...Ripped? Jacked?
"Yum." She heard Patricia whisper beside her, glance at her from the corner of her eye, turning back to the towering person in front of them. 
'Yum works.' She thought as her sight dropped lower to the jeans and sweatpants that now were a tight dual shorts combo that adorned their thick broad...legs(four of them, two legs a hip) and…
"Boss Berry, Tricia...You girls ok..?"
Both college women looked up at the smiling man, a sweet Steven-y smile.
 "You're gazing like you haven't eaten or drank anything all month." 
Both girls opened her mouth, their blushes became even brighter, crossing their face ultimately as their eyes widen, and their pupils shrunk in both embarrassment and sentiments as the fusion smile became a smirk
A very Daniel-like smirk.
"Want Steniel to ease your famished hearts, Ladies?"
'As if they weren't attractive and flirtatious enough singly!!!' The duo looked at the wolf grin of the fusion of their significant others. 
"Shall we go hit up that smorgasbord at Linchpin park " He offered them each a powerful arm, his grin still wolfish and eyes still mesmerizing—radiating the gentle sweetness of Steven and the magnetic confidence of Danny
'and all their irresistible adorability.'
They thought, feeling the tingle run down their nerves and hoping not to have a heart attack, they took his arms, knowing that this was gonna be a very interesting hangout.
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c-atm · 4 years
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Connie G6
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