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deelavis · 4 months

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Omgggggg im so excitded to hear your thoughts Mello 4 or 3 Near 9 or 13 or whichever you prefer i also just like to hear you talk🥺

I know these are supposed to be silly and quick I just have too many thoughts and I wanted to do all of them instead of one or the other *__*

3. Mello-Drinking Headcanon

I think Mello doesn't drink much on his own. Like he's not the type to just drink at home by himself (unless he's REALLY going through something) but when he's out on the town he will. And because of it I actually think he would be a total lightweight. And he just starts rambling like CRAZY when he's drunk. The guys in his gang never mention it the next morning because they're too scared to lose a finger, but Mello seems to have a lot of things he really hates??? Like SUPER specific seemingly unrelated things that he will just go on and on about. Like when their waiter had bleached silver-white hair he went on a 30 minute tirade about how people with white hair just think they're so special and pretty and they how they need to be put in their place. Or when the bar they go to has giant jenga and he loses so badly he goes on a tare about how anyone that is good at board games and puzzles are actually just big dumb idiots.

4. Mello-Angry headcanon

This one stumped me a bit because I feel like we see Mello angry so often in canon that it's hard to think of a headcanon for it. But the more I thought about it I realized that it's a big headcanon of mine that Mello fixates about things he gets angry about. Like even if he feels less angry after the fact he cannot stop thinking about it, even if it's to think about how stupid he was about getting angry in the first place. This will only take place in his head though, he will absolutely not be telling anyone that he is thinking he could ever be wrong.

9.Near-Childhood headcanon

I think when Near came to Wammy's he was VERY little. I don't have much of a headcanon about his birth family since I also think he has almost no memory of them, just flashes here and there that are more sense memories. Though I do headcanon him as half Korean and half Dutch (doesn't work super well with the entomology of the surname River, but fuck it we ball). When he's brought to Wammy's I usually think he's about 4-5 and non-verbal. He shows a lot of signs of heightened intelligence which is what lands him in Wammy's instead of a regular orphanage, but I think before they can figure out how to work with him, Near ends up having a lot of melt downs. With the way the orphanage handles things the other kids don't really see it but Near has a lot of screaming, crying fits before they find a reliable way for him to communicate.

13.Near-Sex headcanon

Idk if this will be a controversial headcanon but I think once Near has had sex a few times and becomes more comfortable with it after "solving the puzzle" of something new, he is absolutely insatiable and is the one initiates the most often. I really only see him with Mello so I always think that in a world where something happens between them and he gets to this point, the moment people leave the room and they're alone he gives Mello this look-

(Please excuse the quick crappy sketch) and pounces on him. With just no regard to how soon people will be back. Truly he is a horny monster.

#sorry this took so long I just wanted it to be good and really answer each ;__;#I just wanted to do your asks justice #Near #Mello #death note brain rot

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ne0nwithazero · 1 year

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Do you have a place where we can see everything about Mike and Host? Seeing so many people interested in them piqued my curiosity too hehe

aww thank you! The stuff I have of them is kind of all over the place at the moment :') I do want to eventually have properly organized art and information for them on my website, but I've just kind of been procrastinating on planning how I'll do that LOL

All their art is kind of mixed up with my regular Deltarune content at the moment

The #Mike or #Host tags on my Tumblr might help, but most of the pics are on my Twitter threads x)

Sketch Thread (Has sketches and quick comic things)

Deltarune Art Thread (Has properly rendered stuff mostly)

I also have their Toyhouse pages here and here but they haven't been updated in a long while so things might also be outdated there

And then there's my Youtube videos if you're into fanmade cutscenes and things like that ;v; The "Meeting Mike" cutscene is my most recent one and I guess it's quite literally meant as an introduction from Fun Gang's POV so I'd personally recommend it since I'm the most proud of it!

There are also my Curious Cat accounts where I've responded to questions about them??? It's kind of like the Tumblr asks

idk as I said, everything is kind of all over the place but I'm hoping to be able to properly organize it one day ;v;

OH YEAH AND THE "To Give You Heaven" FIC ON AO3. It's unfinished and I've been sitting on a draft for the newest chapter for months now, but it's about how my Spamton met them and how they started working together!

#Jay Asks #astrito #mike #host #ref #Making this list is making me realize how desperately I need to organize my content #sorry for long post

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bolly--quinn · 2 years

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the gang from Inside Job are literally the embodiment of the "the brainy one, head of censorship and mind control... the cool one, I put drugs in the water supply... the sexy one, czar of torture" meme

YOU ARE RIGHT AND YOU SHOULD SAY IT

#here's a quick sketch of the gang idk #'cool one who puts drugs in the water supply' was the easiest tbh because obv myc and andre no question #reagan is def brainy but so is gigi kinda and she controls the media so uh mind control #however gigi is also v sexy (and my fave) and so is brett and gigi def tortures but brett is a sweetie so idk #but brett was also kicking ass on the moon so maybe?#glenn is military propaganda idk #inside job #inside job netflix #reagan ridley #brett hand #magic myc #dr andre #gigi thompson #glenn dolphman #fan art #art #amramdoods #asks #maybe i come back to this and actually color it idk

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mc-nueva · 3 years

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Was supposed to digitalize this but someone’s using the ipad and I am not about to finger draw this cuz Iam terrible at it XDD

I wish you guys a Merry Christmas, for those who don’t celebrate it or celebrate something else: I hope you have a wonderful and safe day as well ^-^

#uwu #art #drawing #artist on tumblr #illustration #art blog #sketch #oc #oc art #MERRY CHRISTMAS #HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY #mah prends #12am-motivation #everything-fangirl94 #the gang #my idiots #pencil sketch #quick sketch #idk what else to put here

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urstruly-ghst · 4 years

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Hey ! Can I get a hc of someone making dorm leaders' little sister cry if lts ok ? I really like drawing in my free time but some people say that "I'm wasting my time doing nothing" and it just makes me feel ... sad. But the request can be different - anyway just bullying lol (idk what I'm saying at this point shajjsvsus) Sending love n kisses :D ~ ❤

whoever makes you cry will face my fists >:(( i shall f i g h t.

and xoxo sweetie.💗💗

riddle rosehearts

Being his little sister was hard, he would always make sure you are well rounded but had the fun he wished he had.

Everyone in the world knew that you, little Rosehearts, is a prized treasure of the Dorm Leader, no one is allowed to hurt you.

Until some bullies saw you sketching the day away, a pleased smile on your lips. It was at this time, you were alone, no Riddle in sight.

They targeted you, in a mean way, instead of physical pain, they gave you a bad mood. By that, they insulted your drawings and you in general.

This caused tears to pour, which in turn, got the bullies to target you more. The teasing and taunting turned silent when someone coughed politely behind their backs.

They clicked their tongues and was about to ask why are they bothering them, until they saw a familiar red head. Fuming with anger.

He crossed his arms and that familiar look of anger was on his face, he screamed; "Off With Your Heads!" as he collared them.

The bullies shook in their place, terrified of what punishment was to be bestowed on them.

While they were shaking, Riddle approached you with a frown and hugged you. He assured you that "big brother isn't going anywhere" and that he won't let you be alone again.

He made sure of it. If he can't be with you, then lets Trey or Cater or the Adeuce combo be with you.

Just to be sure you are safe and not bullied again.

As for the bullies, he made sure they got the punishment of cleaning and doing double the work, while a 10,000 word handwritten note would be given to you as an apology.

leona kingscholar

Savanaclaw's dorm head, Leona, has been forced to believe all women are to be respected. He made sure everyone knew that too.

Especially when his little sister was to visit him.

Now, everyone knows Afterglow Savannah was a place filled with strong women, you included. But you were softer, to say the least.

Your resemblance to Leona was subtle, but it stood out nonetheless. And everyone knew never to bother a Kingscholar.

While visiting Leona, he had been called to a meeting, much to his dismay, and left you unsupervised. He knew you were capable of being alone.

You were alone for a fairly long time, so you decided to go out and just sketch the interior of your brother's dorm for some memories.

Unknowingly, some new students saw you, unaware of who you are. They decided you would be their new target.

While sketching, they pulled your hair and laughed at your pathetic state. They were strong, stronger than you, so all you did was weep as the physical pain and mental torture grew on you

Luckily for you, Leona was quick to leave his meeting to see you, worried as his instincts tell him something was wrong.

He heard your cries from a mile away, and he grew angry at such notion that someone hurt his family AND hurt a woman.

Leona ran towards the source and saw you in such a state of misery, that he roared while coldly asking what are they doing. The bullies were frozen as they saw Leona approach you and pushing you behind him.

While Leona was ready to attack, you stopped him and told him to not cause more trouble. He obligated, and gave the bullies a nasty remark about to never mess with a Kingscholar, and gave them punishments while at it.

In the end, the bullies bowed at your feet asking for forgiveness while Leona stood on the side, smirking victoriously.

azul ashengrotto

While managing the Monstro Lounge, you pooped in to say hello. Azul smiled while he organized the papers and customers. He asked if you wanted anything, to which you replied your order.

Azul offered to eat at the VIP room, but you declined, insisting that you want to sketch the Lounge while eating.

He nodded and headed off, to his office, to get some negotiations going. He trusted you enough to be alone, so he had no trouble in letting you off alone.

While your order arrived, you sketched and sketched, not minding anything else than your sketchbook.

The bullies saw you, and smirked amongst themselves, a silent agreement to target you in such state. One of them sat down across you, and touched your thigh.

You jumped at the notion, and before you could ask why are they touching you, they spilt drinks all over you and your sketchbook.

This caused every one of them laughing and insulting you, causing tears to pour from your eyes. Before they could advance to harass you more, an "oya oya" was heard.

They froze and you looked up to see your brother's friend, Jade and Floyd. They had sinister smiles, while asking politely what was happening in the establishment.

All of the gasped and leaped up on their feet, scared of what was to happen next. Jade escorted you to Azul, while Floyd went rampant on the bullies.

Azul looked to see you covered in juice and tears, alarmed, he demanded an explanation. Jade calmly told the events, and Azul's frown deepened.

He whispered something to Jade, while assisting you to change and take a bath or a swim.

Let's say the bullies all had a not so fun time with the Leech twins.

kalim al-asim

As Kalim's little sister, he made sure you know all about his life and passions! He also made sure you are well protected over, knowing the threats that happen to your family.

Jamil is also protective over you both, while you are fully aware of protecting yourself, he still made sure to watch both of you.

Now, the bullying happened at a party, where you and your brother were separated due to the lively atmosphere.

While you were partying and enjoying life, someone pulled your hair and led you to a hallway and physically harassed you.

You punched and tried to kick them away, but their strength was overpowering yours, making you weep as they mocked you and laughed at you.

But, unknown to them, Kalim saw this and has called on over Jamil to help him asses the situation.

While they saw this, Kalim grew angry and threw a fit, ordering them what is happening and why are they doing this to you.

Jamil stood next to Kalim, glaring at the bully, a look of anger on his face. It was scary.

They let go of you while you sobbed onto Kalim's shirt, which in turn made Kalim cry too.

Jamil politely asked you both to leave, while taking care of the bully. Assuring you he would punish this bully with the right amount of time.

While you exit the scene, Kalim did his best to cheer you up, bringing up his magical carpet, you travelled the sky to relax.

vil schoenheit

Vil kept his private life and family life really great, no one knew of his family and personal life, and no one knew that the girl to visit Vil was his little sister.

While you were visiting, you spot a nice shade and view, causing you to just delay your visit a little bit.

Unknown to you, you were now a new target to some bullies, who were bored and wanting to go crazy with bullying. You were alone, seemingly a stranger, so you are the target that was perfect.

As you were sketching away, the bullies formed a gang on you, and started to make fun of you— from you sketching to your outfit. Even if you tried to defend yourself, they brought you down.

By now, Vil is worrying where were you, as your visit is now delayed! He ought to scold you on your arrival, but he doesn't know where you are.

He sent out Rook to get you, just to be sure you actually visited, he texted you too. But his worry is going up the roof as more time passed.

Back to you and the bullies, your state is even more pitiful as tears were now in your vision. This made them give a boisterous laugh, alerting a nearby hunter.

Rook saw this and immediately did his job, rescuing a damsel like you. He coughed quite loudly, announcing his arrival his tone harsh and sharp. Rook smiled at you, and wiped your tears.

He gave the bullies a glare, before escorting you to the Pomefiore dorm, where Vil was waiting with a frown.

When Vil saw your state, he glanced at Rook, his gaze demanding an answer. When Rook gave the explanation, all Vil did was nod; Rook knew this was an order.

So, Rook dismissed himself while Vil and you talk. He gave a stern yet loving scolding, making sure you are okay and if not, he will try to comfort you.

idia shroud

Everyone knew of his little brother, Ortho, but no one knew he had another sibling. Someone older than Ortho, and was actually a... Real person

Unlike Idia, you loved going out, and always made new friends. But they seem to never connect you with Idia. Maybe the resemblance wasn't there.

Either way, no one knew of your relation to the Dorm Leader, but even with your connection, they assumed nothing big will happen.

They were wrong, as one day,when they decided to bully you, Ortho was doing his daily stroll.

Ortho really looked up to you, he loved you lots! So imagine his anger when he saw you being cornered and crying. He sent a message to Idia and waited for an order.

Idia, sitting in his room, got a message and when he saw it... He was filled with a rage, and started to talk loudly and fast, typing to Ortho to take care of the bullies and take you back to the Dorm.

When you arrived, you cried into your brother's arms and just asked for comfort. Idia, like always, offered you to play games.

He made sure to get your favorite game on, and snacks too! Ortho also is here to cheer you up!

In the end, you decided to stay in your brother's dorm for a few weeks, as for the bullies... Ortho reported this to the Headmaster and expects them to have a proper punishment.

malleus draconia

Either you are dumb, new, or just plain fearless if you think on messing with Malleus Draconia or just his family.

You were related to Malleus, and had every right to be respected as Princess, and as a person. You were strong and competent.

Even Malleus' retainers are on full guard with you, but they trust you too to protect yourself.

However, one day, in a park, you decided to stroll! Nothing beats a nice stroll in the park.

The bullies, being bored, saw you and decided to target you. No guards or Malleus on sight, so they ought to take this opportunity!

While you were just enjoying life, they targeted you, your hobbies and others making you feel insecure and start to cry. This caused them to mock you more.

Unknowingly, Malleus walked to the park, his feet somehow bringing him to it. And when he went there, his anger got the best of him.

He flew down to where you were and glared down at the human bullies, calmly asking what were they doing. They yelped and tried to turn around but Malleus made them stay still.

He crossed his arms, demanding an apology and asking them to go with him to the principal's office where a punishment for them is due.

Malleus clicked his tongue and hugged you tightly, assuring you that another incident like this won't happen again. He makes sure of it.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst writing #twst headcanons #riddle rosehearts #twst riddle #leona kingscholar #twst leona #azul ashengrotto #twst azul #kalim al asim #twst kalim #vil schoenheit #twst vil #idia shroud #twst idia #malleus draconia #twst malleus

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my-funky-little-cowboy · 5 years

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God okay, so I loved that last one shot you did. I think you did an amazing job, and idk if you're up for requests still, but I just noticed that when your Dead Eye core is empty Arthur starts squinting, and slouching, and rubbing at his eyes, and shaking his head like he has a headache, and idk if maybe you could write something about that? Like someone notices and takes care of him? If not that's totally fine just wanted to yell about it cause I think it's kinda cute :>

Aww thank you! I have noticed that he gets a bit sleepy looking when his dead eye is empty, he is such a trooper trying to keep himself up.I thought it was a cute idea, this one is a bit short, hope that is alright! I went ahead and had Sadie trying to help him out.

Thank you so much for the prompt, they are always open, even if it takes me a bit to get to them sometimes. :)

Characters: Sadie Adler, Arthur Morgan, Hosea MatthewsWarnings: NONEWords: 1,381Theme: Fluff and Caregiving[ Ko-fi ] | [ ao3 ]

It had been three days, Arthur laid awake on his cot, the thick summer air stuck in the canvas and he could feel the sweat running down his neck, making his hair stick to his neck. He just wanted to sleep, but it seemed he wasn't going to get that luxury, he sighed and sat up rubbing his eyes and swung his legs over the side of the cot. Resting his head in his hands, his body felt heavy but his mind was racing, he looked out into the camp. Pulling a cigarette and a match from his satchel on the table he lit up, using the match to light the lantern on the table. He put his arms on his knees, exhaling slowly, the smoke curling around him. There was no breeze here in the south, everything was stale and heavy, the smoke stung his eyes.

He stood and trudged out of the tent, the camp was quiet. Everyone in various states of sleep or stupor. He wandered toward Pearson's tent, spotting the percolator near the dishes, he grabbed it, giving it a quick scrub in the wash bin shaking the excess water from it. He filled it with fresh water and grabbed a tin of coffee from the wagon.

Coffee heating up near the fire he walked around camp, finishing his cigarette and taking note on what needed to be done. He found himself out near a small family graveyard just outside of camp. He dropped down on a small stump, looking over the graves, these people and their history slowly being reclaimed by nature.

Guess it doesn't matter how rich you are, everyone fades back to nature in the end. He mused.

Arthur thought about all the shit that had happened in the past few weeks, he was tired of running. The sound of light footsteps made Arthur cock his head gently to the side, his eyes still toward the graves.

"You should be sleepin', Arthur. How many days it been now?" Sadie's voice was low as she approached. She knew he heard her approach, but all the same.

"Three." He turned to face her. "And you ain't one to talk Mrs. Adler, when's the last time you got a decent night's sleep?"

"Fair." She avoided the question. Truth being she hadn't slept well since the night Jake died. But that were between her and her demons.

"I'm just worried. Can't seem to shake the feelin' that we're being watched. That they're just waitin' for us to let our guard down." He turned back to the gravestones, shaking his head.

Sadie shouldered the rifle, slowly walking toward Arthur. She placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Hey, I think we all feel that way, but you won't be of any help to us if you don't get some sleep." She pulled his arm gently. "C'mon, you need sleep, I promise you ain't nothin' gonna happen while you sleep.” He didn’t move, turning to look at her again.

“I don’t know if I would be able to at this point.” The dark circles under his eyes were exaggerated by the moonlight, Sadie eyes were sad as she looked at him.

He needed sleep, he knew she meant well by it, but he just had too much on his mind. He stood up, walking over to Sadie, he put his hand on her shoulder.

“I’ll be fine, don’t worry, ain’t the first time I have gone without sleep.” He smiled down at her, but it never reached his eyes. Sadie sighed, pulling the rifle off her shoulder.

“Alright, Arthur. Just try and get some rest when you can, promise?” He nodded and she walked back off into the darkness. He watched her, staring into the darkness long after she had disappeared.

He turned back toward camp, he needed something to keep his mind occupied. He poured himself a cup of coffee, returning to his tent he grabbed his journal and lantern. He drained his cup, pouring himself one more before finding himself a quiet spot near the water.

He quietly sketched to the quiet sounds of nature, jotting down a few of his thoughts just trying to clear his head. He yawned, placing his hands on his back he stretched deeply, looking up at the stars he let the sounds of nature relax him. He closed his eyes, exhaling deeply.

A few minutes passed, his felt the stress begin to creep back into his mind and he opened his eyes. His body protested as he pushed himself to his feet, moving slowly back to camp, dropping his stuff in his tent. He stopped briefly to grab a bale of hay, moving quietly through the camp to where the horses grazed. He groaned as he set it down, his body felt so heavy, exhaustion pulled at every muscle.

The birds had begun their morning songs as he finished removing the bindings from the last bale of hay, he wiped the sweat from his face with his sleeve. He still hadn’t gotten used to the humidity, He watched the horses for a bit, each of them in their own various states of waking up, except Branwen who seemed to have pulled guard duty and demanded attention.

The horse nosed forcibly at Arthur’s side, seemingly looking for a treat. Arthur chuckled and took the horses head in his hands, scratching its face and receiving gentle snorts of appreciation. Arthur leaned over and picked up a brush from nearby and brushed out the needy horse, and action that hadn’t gone unnoticed by the other horses who slowly made their way to him.

After all the horses had received their due attention Arthur wandered over to his mare, pulling a carrot from her saddle bag and offering it to her. Calypso huffed at him, annoyed that he had given others attention, but took the treat nonetheless. He ran his hands through her mane, it was getting long, he would need to have it trimmed again. He put his head against her neck and closed his eyes, taking in the last still air of the morning. The rhythmic breathing of Calypso as he held himself against her, he missed the sounds of someone approaching.

“Arthur.” Sadie’s voice was quiet as she approached, shaking her head. He hadn’t stirred, his breathing in time with Calypso’s. She placed her hand on his shoulder gently. “Arthur, come on. Let’s get you back to your tent.” He grunted.

“M’fine.” He mumbled, his head still pressed against the mare’s neck, his eyes still closed.

“Arthur. You fell asleep standing. Go t’bed. C’mon, let’s go.” She pulled with more force, he relented standing and letting her lead him back to his wagon. He sat on his cot, Sadie leaning against the table.

“Sadie, you ain’t got to stay. I’ll be fine.” Arthur’s voice was gruff. He couldn’t hide his exhaustion anymore, even his anxiety addled brain couldn’t fight the fatigue anymore.

“If I don’t stay, you gonna try and get up again?” She crossed her arms over her chest, she raised an eyebrow at him. He laid back and placed his hands behind his head.

“Nah, you was right. I ain’t any use to anyone like that” A small smile flashed across his face. “Thank you, Mrs. Adler.” He closed his eyes, his mind foggy and his body pulled toward sleep. Sadie stayed, watching him as he drifted off to sleep.

She watched him for a while, he gave so much to the gang. She watched him more as of late, impressed by just how much he did. He deserved the rest, if only he saw that himself. She pushed herself up from the table, quietly making her way back out into camp as the gentle snores escaped from him.

She found Hosea near the campfire, pouring himself a cup of coffee, he offered her one. She thanked him, gladly accepting.

“That man is gonna work himself to death.” She set down the rifle and took a seat near the fire.

“He’s always been like that.” Hosea didn’t look up from his coffee. “Sometimes he just needs someone to show him they have his back.” He looked up at Sadie and smiled. “He’s too stubborn to listen, as I’m sure you figured out.”

#ficlet requests #requests #hyde tries writing #sadie adler #arthur morgan #fluff #hosea matthews #red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 #fanfic #one shot #caregiving #trashy-boat

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ladyboltontoyou · 5 years

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Arthur Morgan x Reader: Stars on Paper

Ask: Henlo- I was wondering if you could do a fic about Arthur with a reader who draws a lot? Like, maybe the gang finds her homeless or whatever and they take her in (since Dutch basically adopts anyone he sees-) and Arthur notices she's always drawing around camp and he approaches her and they end up hanging out and kinda flirting- then in the morning one day the reader finds a sketch of her and small note by her bed from Arthur- a lot of fluff goin on. Idk sorry for being so specific XD

Warning: Cursing, lots of fluff.

Pairing: Arthur Morgan x Reader

A/n: This took me way too long, writers block hit hard and I couldn’t find the words I was imagining.

Drawing was your passion. Anytime you had a few spare minutes you had your journal in your hand and you were sketching something. Most of the time it was animals, but you found some of the members in your new gang very easy to draw. You liked drawing Hosea, it gave you more experience with details such as wrinkles, and not to mention all the emotion he held in his eyes.

When the girls found out you were talented at art they lost their minds, begging you to draw them as well. All except Sadie, but only because she never hung around them enough to know about your secret talent.

Not many other people noticed besides Charles. He liked your animal sketches the most, saying your work was so detailed and accurate he could almost feel the fur on the cougar. That was one of the best compliments you’d ever received.

The only odd thing about the whole situation was how long it took Arthur to notice. He probably would have gone even longer without knowing if it wasn’t for Mary-Beth gushing to Tilly about your newest drawing, which was one of her.

“It’s so beautiful, isn’t it?” He overheard her saying in the dreamiest voice. “She made me so beautiful…”

“She certainly knows how to use a pencil, that’s for sure.” Tilly’s voice was full of awe as she took the paper from her hands to look at it better. “Arthur, come take a look at this.”

“Now what do we have here?” He was thankful she called him over because he’d been curious himself as to what the chatter was about.

“(Y/N) drew me again, but this time…” She laughed breathlessly. “Why, it’s better than a real picture!”

“(Y/N)?” He furrowed his brows as he looked over the paper. “She did this?”

Both of them laughed at his confusion. “You’re kidding, right? That’s all she does, Arthur.” Mary-Beth said after she exchanged laughter with Tilly.

He nodded thoughtfully and handed the paper back to her. “Huh. Alright then.”

As he walked back to his tent he caught a glimpse of you sitting at the edge of the woods, drinking coffee while watching some birds fly around in the trees. You had your sketchbook in your lap opened to a blank page, waiting for another piece of art to fill it with content.

It wasn’t often Arthur had something interesting to talk about with the gang members so no one could blame him when he jumped at the opportunity to talk about one of his favorite things to do.

“Evenin’, (Y/N).”

You looked up and nervously shut your book. “Hi Arthur.” He was one of the people in camp you hadn’t shown your art to, so it was normal for you to be a bit shy.

“You don’t need to do that. The girls were just swoonin’ over your art and it’s nothin’ to hide. Where’d you learn to draw like that?” He asked as he sat on the grass next to you, leaning on his elbow and trying to be as relaxed as possible in hopes of you doing the same.

His comment took you by surprise and you laughed awkwardly, looking away from him. “Practice.”

Arthur nodded and took a piece of straw that grew beside him, sticking the end in his mouth. “Took me a while to get from shit to barely decent.”

That caught your interest and you looked back to him. “You draw too?”

He nodded again and smiled. “Sometimes. Not near anywhere as good as you, but I try.”

You turned so you were facing him. “What do you draw?”

“Well, lots of things.” He hummed as he chewed on the straw. “Animals, people, landscapes. I like to get down things I see. Helps me remember the places I’ve been, things I’ve seen, people I’ve met.”

“Could I see some?”

“If I can see some of yours.”

“Okay.”

He pulled his journal from his satchel and flipped it open to one of his better sketches. “This is just a little quick thing…” He trailed off and handed it to you.

It was a drawing of a pack of wolves playing around, two wrestling on the ground and three others chasing each other. It was beautiful seeing such deadly animals doing something so human. “You’re so good, Arthur. I had no idea.”

“I can say the same. Can’t believe I didn’t notice this about you.”

You looked to him to see he had your sketchbook in his hands and he was fumbling through the pages. When did he get that?

The urge to yank it away from him was strong but when you saw the look in his eyes you stopped yourself. It was like he was viewing something incredible and life-changing, even though it was only some pencil strokes on paper.

“You shouldn’t be here, you need to be in a big city, doing something important.” He said as he flipped through the pages, suddenly stopping.

Oh, god. You forgot you did a portrait of him.

It was one morning when you were drinking your coffee, you had seen him watching the sunrise with a bit of sleep still on his face. He looked so beautiful watching the event that you had to put it down on paper. The stubble that had grown in, the lines of sleep under his eyes, the plumped lips from where he chewed them in his sleep.

“You see me like this?” He asked and looked up at you with a look that made your heart swoon.

You nodded and he couldn’t help but smile.

“I’ve been complimented before… but this.” He tapped on the page before handing it back to you. “It blows everything else out of the water.”

You didn’t notice it but you were blushing. “I draw what I see.”

There was a moment of quiet before he took his journal back. “I’m going to head off. We’ll talk more tomorrow.”

Caught off guard by the sudden departure you could only nod before he left to his tent.

***

You woke up like normal, to the smell of coffee and breakfast being made along with the quiet talk of everyone else waking up. When you turned over in your makeshift bed you were shocked to find a rolled up piece of paper with a small wildflower tied in it.

That woke you up.

When you unrolled the paper you felt your heart stop.

‘(Y/N),

Sometimes I draw what I see, sometimes I draw what I dream of. Hope you like this. When you wake up come find me, I’ll be in my tent. I’d love to talk more.’

You flipped the paper over to find a drawing of you standing in a field of wildflowers with the galaxy in the sky above you. How he could draw that with only memories of your face, you had no idea. You looked so beautiful. The flowers so real. The stars so perfect. Did he really think you were that pretty?

“Must have been what he felt.” You muttered to yourself and felt your heart threaten to bust out of your chest when you remembered he invited you into his tent. When was the last time you’d felt like that over someone else? Years.

You rolled the paper back up and placed the flower under your pillow, pulling on your dress before stepping out of your tent to go see Arthur.

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wildwesternwoman · 5 years

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hey! if your requests aren’t open just ignore this lol but if not, what about a little drabble where the reader is sick with like a bad fever or something? idk but they’re not sure if she’s going to make it thru the night and the whole gang is worried about her. thank u so much!

This is so old, holy shit. I just saw this! Sorry, friend! But here you go! I hope you’re still interested, and that you like this! If there is anybody that I did not include in this that someone wants to see, let me know!

This ended up being a gender-neutral drabble, as well!

Slow Burn (You’re Sick with a Fever)

The fever had been coming on for about a week now. You had tried to manage, continuing your chores, but not pushing yourself. You’d seen how quick and easy these things took people, and even though your life in an outlaw gang was constantly on the verge of ending, this ain’t how you wanted to go.

You thought you’d just about kicked it, so you rode out with Charles on a hunting trip. When you lined up a shot on a deer, though, you realized you were not better. You were quite certain there had only been one deer there a moment, before, but now there were two, or maybe three.

“Y/N? Are you alright? You don’t look so good?” Charles called.

You hadn’t realized you were swaying back and forth. Turning your head to look at him brought on the dizziness. The few seconds after that were a blur as your world started to turn at lightning speed, and then tilt. You had fallen, you soon realized. And Charles had caught you before you hit the ground, thank God.

You could vaguely make out his face above you, his lips moving, but you couldn’t hear him.

And then everything went black.

Charles tried to stay calm, but he was incredibly worried about Y/N. He knew you had been sick the previous week, but he had no idea how bad it had gotten or he would have never let you come out with him. He lifted you gently onto his horse, mounting behind you and holding you up.

“It’s gonna be ok, Y/N. Just hang on.”

He wasn’t sure he’d ever rode so fast back to camp.

Javier and John were on guard duty and even on different edges of camp, they heard the quick hoof beats as Charles rode up. Javier pointed his gun, unsure of who would be coming in that fast if there wasn’t trouble.

“Who's there?” He called.

“It's me, I need help! Y/N passed out!”

Javier lifted you gently from Charles’ horse and carried you bridal style on into camp. He’d never felt anyone so on fire with a fever before. John met him at the edge of camp, uttering a simple “Oh shit,” just at the site of you.

“Dutch!” He yelled.

“Get Miss Grimshaw!” Charles added.

You, on the other hand, witnessed none of this. None of the flurry of people passing you around, none of Miss Grimshaw and Abigail forcing the others out while they undressed you to only your undergarments and pressed cool rags to your head and chest as they attempted to cool you.

In your head, you were in a meadow, surrounded by wildflowers, a cool breeze floating across your skin. It was so nice, it was so peaceful.

After cooling you down slightly, Grimshaw sent Sean to town to get something, anything, that might help. He was nervous pacing, making everyone else that much more nervous, as well. John and Jack rode along with him. If... If something bad happened, well, Jack didn’t need to be around for that.

Miss Grimshaw wrapped you tightly in a blanket.

“We’ve cooled Y/N off a bit, now it's just best if they sweat it out.”

The gang each took turns sitting with you. Karen filled you in on all the town gossip that she hadn’t been able to tell you, Mary-Beth made up a love story - your love story that you had to live to see - she did it right there on the spot. Abigail just quietly hummed the bars of your favorite song.

You were still in the meadow. Staring at the bright blue sky. Enjoying the feeling of not being on the run anymore, it’s been a long time since you felt so safe.

Dutch and Hosea each read to you, from different books that they thought you might like. Hosea gently kissed your forehead before he left. Charles told you that he went back for the deer that you had your sites on, but he didn’t kill it. He knew how proud you were of your hunting skills and you would be proud to tell everyone how you tracked it down and got it again, once you got better.

You sat up and looked around, taking in the meadow. It was so beautiful. So warm and inviting. You could just stay here forever. But something, something didn’t feel right here.

When Sean returned, he took his turn sitting with you, also. Telling you jokes and stories of his da’, he knew how you loved to hear them. Javier sang to you and reminded you that you had promised him you would see Mexico one day, you couldn’t leave before you saw Mexico. Tilly quietly sat next to you, sewing. She enjoyed just being around you, doing chores in close, quiet proximity to each other. She, like Hosea, kissed your forehead before leaving.

The skies at the edges of the meadow began to darken. The wind began to feel more... violent. Not like a cool summer breeze, more like the makings of a tornado. You shivered.

Lenny sat with you for a time, as well, but couldn’t bear to see you like that. You were like an older sibling, always there with kind, but firm guidance. Always there to grab a drink or just take a walk. What would he do if you left? Sure, he had the gang, but... It wouldn’t be the same without you. These sentiments were echoed by Sadie. It wouldn’t be the same around here without you. You were quick with a pistol when needed, but calm and wise, wise beyond your years, as well. She felt safer with you around. John did, too, though he’d never tell you that. He loved watching you with Jack, the way you were kind and loving with the boy, he’d been trying to imitate you, to do better. He needed you around to teach him. To help him. To be his friend.

Rain began to fall lightly in your meadow. A summer shower, you enjoyed those. But it seemed like the water only rose. It didn’t seep into the ground and water the flowers and the Earth, it just got higher.

Even Micah and Bill took their turn sitting with you. Bill played cards and talked. Just talked about everything. His thoughts and feelings, it was nice to just talk, knowing you wouldn’t remember anything he said. He wondered if he could talk to you like this if you pulled through? Would you listen without judging? Micah just stared at you. So this is how easy it can happen, huh? Be fine and dandy one minute, then nearly gone the next. Life was a bitch.

The rain covered the flowers now and dark clouds hung low overhead. It was up to your knees and you could barely wade your way through it. Is this it? Is this the end?

Kieran sat with you for a while, under Bill’s watchful eye. Kieran held your hand and promised that he’d take care of your horse until you got better and that you would definitely get better. Y/H/N would miss you too much if you didn’t, and so would he. Arthur took his turn sitting with you in the early hours of the morning. He wasn’t sure what to say or do, so he sketched while you rested. Tried to draw you, alive, healthy, happy. Nothing like what you looked like right now. But his memory didn’t do you justice. Your kindness and love didn’t radiate off the page like it did in person. So he held your hand silently prayed to every God he could think of that you wouldn’t leave them just yet.

The water was up to your neck now as you floated in a sea of emptiness. You weren’t sure how much longer you could keep yourself afloat, but you had to right? You had to stay alive, this is not how Y/N Y/L/N was going to die. But you just couldn’t, you were too tired, this was too hard.

As a loud clap of thunder sounded overhead, you gasped awake, nearly scaring poor Arthur out of his chair.

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bkanvas-fairy · 5 years

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Could you tell us a little about your characters?

Y E S !

but due to me having at least over a thousand characters I’ll just give a quick summary of the 25 I manage to dig up over 3 sketchbooks.

Y’all can pick and choose which of them interest yall or who you wanna hear more about!

Also because I’m extra, I made sketch icons for the 25 characters, info under the cut

I’ll talk a bit more about my actual Original Characters first, starting with

Aiko! Otherwise known as Echo

- A marked individual in a steampunk world that gets mixed with magic, because I like both of those things

- Echo runs an underground lab that does helps the underground world with replacing body parts, illegal surgeries etc etc

- Even though she marked, which puts a bounty on her head already, she is well respected by the community for not cheating for your money, stealing your cash, or shanking/killing you mid-surgery

- however, Echo does long for adventure and sometimes do get bored in the lab

oh yeah,, Echo like stealing eyeballs, so if you’re low on cash and wouldn’t mind losing an eye, you know who to call!!

Bonus:

Here’s Echo’s boring, undeveloped sidekick!! I don’t like her and I don’t know how to make her better. Yes, she doesn’t have a name.

here’s my god playboy that left “heaven” due to having an early mid-life crisis, I call him God boi cause;

- He goes by many names!

tbh, he’s probably the closest character I have to being genderfluid/-neutral? I’m not sure,,

- The god has many powers, from lightning to shapeshifting

- The shapeshifting part allows him to change every part of himself, allowing him to change depending on his situation.

- God boyo, or originally Aristide, is obsessed with the idea of perfection. A god should be perfect, if a god is out of line, he is no god.

- Same goes for him, which means whenever something is wrong with him, it affects him, extremely

However, leaving the land of gods to live among humans aren’t all perks

- Aris isn’t immune to diseases or injuries. In fact, he actually fell down and died on impact when he came to earth, being reborn into another child immediately.

- He doesn’t gain his memories back automatically tho!! He has to have a major shock to the brain in order for him to remember his previous lives

- Sometimes the shock isn’t enough either, when you have a thousand over lives, you won’t remember every single one of them. So forgotten lovers coming back to haunt because your brain hates you? That’s everyday for him!

i just,, i like playing with the concepts of god,,

Up next we got Ayeka Himura! A japanese student going to a neighborhood, but still a pretty good, school living close to poverty due to her father’s constant spending habits and obsession with art supplies. With the household lacking a mother due to wacky shenanigans, Ayeka takes care of her two younger siblings and the house, all while maintaining a very well-paid job and slowly loosing interest in actually studying for a good, honest job.

also she likes birds!!

Yes her design is heavily “based” off Toga but I love her current design too much to change it, h e l p

So like,, I suck at chinese and I made ocs that exclusively spoke in chinese to help with that but I’m still stuck at 40~marks

I forgot his scar but remembered his earring i hate myself

my og chinese kiddo! he was was first to come and I love his design ever since

he radiates fuck you energy except the girl below. He’s neighbors with her and they acknowledge each other existence ever since. he has a dumb cliche crush on her and is a bit protective of her because nothing says having issues than latching onto someone that makes you happy

Only this girl got named!! even tho she was the second character.

Li Shen, yes she doesnt have a surname, is apparently main ho now, according to my old oc chart of my “main” ocs

She’s the group’s resident sweetheart and really does not want you to do stupid shit, stop doing stupid shit. She tutors my son up there ^^ even though he’s actually smart and just refuses to do his work properly. But she still deeply cares for him.

As well as the girl below shdifhd

the last girl of the ching chong trio and the reason I had to switch up my son’s design is this girly over here! Her design was too business-y and formal so I enrolled all of them into college. A rich girl who doesn’t know how to deal with her g a y thoughts. Tried sending Li Shen some flowers once. She didn’t realize attaching her name would be a good idea and son got a good laugh.

i like paranormal stuff so they apparently look into that shit in their spare time. They’re all actually really fun characters to do prompts with I swear!! send some in and I’ll write them

I had a previous concept for son and Li Shen before last girl came and if yall want me to talk about it,,, i found my sketchbook with the old ideas,,

NEXT UP IS MY OLD GIRL ELORA!!

Elora herself used to be a fan character but I pulled her out and wow\

cant fucking believe she used to be straight for Vylad

shes the outgoing, fun adventure type! bit of mommy issues here and there tho,, I don’t want to say too much since I have an entire for her +

her now upgraded bro, Vincent

i really like the name vincent,,

also now he has mommy issues

Ead, the knight who used to have armor

I hate drawing armor

he also have issues

AND IRIS MY SWEET GIRL IM SO SORRY

she doesnt have that much issues tho

basically I made elora and her bro have mommy issues, I’m sorry in advance if that spoils anything

I, sometimes, post about these 4 over on @eloradiesismydocsname and its a gay ol’ time

not that gay tho because uhh,, medieval times,, but I need prompts for a modern au of them and I am happy to talk about their personalities and even go semi in-depth for any of them!!

here we have ghoster.png,, which is her file name cause I didn’t name her,,

A horror enthusiast + film student that goes to a supposedly haunted shack to film her upcoming project with the boys. wacky shenanigans occur and the boys left leaving ghoster here to starve and eventually fall to her death. But because it’s my oc i get to bring her back from the dead, now hungry as ever and will fucking eat you, its not a kink thing, shes just that hungry and angry

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a robo girl that i created during social studies cause they were talking about taxes and i just went, “what if,, a robo runs on taxes,,, and like,, she haunts you down for not paying your taxes,,” thus she was born! I don’t know what to name her but she is set in the future so-

Time to go future-apocalypse style because I love that setting too and was upset that I didn’t have any ocs in that style. So I created Alex A. ! A cybrog filled with memories of the previous generations as a sad attempt to preserve human life.

He’s accompanied by his sister/cousin idr i didn’t draw an icon for her, didnt like her design. they go on a hunt for food and to return with nothing. She gets to meet this other dude who has a plant arm im pretty sure i based him off someone’s elses oc but i cant remember. The 3 are forgotten. Kinda want to bring them back tho.

Neon! A character set in the future utopia of lazy people, where gamers rise up. its the best I can describe her story without getting too deep. She the new hacker on the block, joining the underground gang of elite hackers. She’s another one of those wacky characters that just has fun. I mean, when you know your way around codes and the world you live in is full of it, would you not take advantage of that?

as for fan characters,, uhh,, i have em

STARTING WITH MY WIFE!

Alexzandra Zara oh my god i forgot to draw her necklace and shirt

anyways,, Alexzandra is one of the more older ocs I have that didnt get a big revamp. Only an au I develop to the point I forgot the actual shows and the original cast are a little different from the source haha what? She’s the emotionally unstable german war veteran, yes the wife thing isn’t mutual, and haha shes only 27~. I cling onto her so much?? She’s hits a lot of “edgy” points but I still love her cause idk,, the story I made for her is something I hold dear cause Alexzandra was one of my first ACTUALLY DEVELOPED CHARACTER. Is it wrong to say I hold her really close to my heart? Is that weird? probably a little cringy sorry haha. I probably project a little into her which might have strengthened my love for her ack. Her story delves more into the depression very unstable needs to talk to someone side and i get scared talking about my wife’s story online so uhh, idk ask me specific questions about her, I’ll be more inclined to talk.

Dr Watts! The spoiled ass dick that stole dst Wilson’s house and yes this is a dst oc, yes im slightly sorry.

He’s just fun?? almost ran a blog with him and a friend’s oc. He’s your typical uptight old science gramps that took advantage of the fact that no one knows his real name that he calls himself a doc. He’s not. I put everything about him up to a 9-10? He’s one of those wacky characters and I love him for it! His story is really wonky tho so might need help solidifying that part

and from the angry old man to my sweet man that will adopt you even if you’re noisy or call him ginger. Pilot here is a TF2 OC I made to interact with other tf2 OCs cause some of them are fun and i wanna join in :((

He’s the Canadian stereotype, and yes, he adopted scout, that was one of my character notes.

Like the actual cast of tf2, there’s barely any real story to him. I only gave him a vague I don’t know my past but hey, i fly really really well. He participated in war unlike certain men but he’s still really nice and will only kill you if you hurt his family. Which he doesn’t know so he just considers the cast his family. He keeps mentioning a wife though, pretty sure he doesn’t have one but you do what makes you happy son.

Ai! an oc I HEAVILY revamped oh my god i hate her old vers. So if yall remember my random shouting of missing my og son, Aru. Here’s his bff. cause he barely has any actual friends that give a shit. And I just cant have that. but here’s your yandere revamped into a last minute addition. I actually feel like I did Ai a lot of justice. I don’t want to delve too deep cause I will start making charts. I’ll do that in a separate post if yall are keen

Isamu Aena! a mp100 oc I made by accident cause idk,, I was thinking about lolita fashion and all of a sudden, the actual oc I was going to make turned into a mob psycho oc. She’s one of my few ocs where her sexuality matters (she’s gay yeah) cause it plays a role in her storyline. She went from being “manipulated”/used to Mob’s wingwomen. She spots out things that can help him in the romantic department cause she’s into romance. A student of the school Mob infiltrated and a fantastic tailor, not to mention a pretty decent pyschic. wait where do models get their lolita stuff from,,

im gonna ignore that and move onto Lillian Yi! Who, i swear i did not meant for it, is very close to lloyd. I mean,, none of the ninjas were with him after s3, who you think he’d meet. Lillian is a survivor from the Great Devourour and yes I’m still pissed LEGO stole my backstory for Lillian to use for Harumi. FUCK YOU LEGO, i still love both of em tho,, The event did leave a big scar and it made Lillian job jumping for a bit, ending at Chen’s Noodles in S6~, where ya know,, stuff got better. She was a medalist for gymnastics and continue the activity, even after her parents’ death, to please others. She was already lost at the time so staying in the sport would help, right? Needless to say, after being rejected at a cop academy for youths, or something similar, she gave up for a while but got back into the idea of saving people by using her skills she already had. It helped with the weight and feelings and meeting the green ninja was a very big bonus. Also Lloyd dubbed her the “mysterious stranger” when she refused to speak in fear of her identity, slight shame, and maybe a bit of being star struck. It helped Lloyd too in a sense where he had something to distract him from Zane’s passing.

Their relationship was eventually formed, strong and almost unbreakable, except for harumi but uhh thats a different story. Throughout the seasons, they stayed close and lloyd was always comforted by Lillian went times get ruff.

Also Lillian is my most light-hearted characters and I think that says a lot

Then there’s Nite “I don’t want to be your dad”. A character that is supposed to be in the ninjago world but barely interacts with the main story and only stays in his self contained plot. He was supposed to get a bf but uhhh idk. He’s the master of shifting and streams that online, taking out small crimes, and is actually really shy and doesn’t like interacting with people.

also haha fortnite

Nora Akino, the sin of despair! its an ad thing, I think. She speaks only in a foreign language that only Odin understands and is either big gay for Ava or Maggi, she can’t pick. And yes she did drink the vial, when TITAN attacks your planet and you accidentally die, how else can you meet your family again? also my grandpa walked in and said she looks like royalty. cool-

she wouldn’t leave my hand for like,, 3 days or something

Petri, a fellow troublemaker at camp campbell’s music camp. She managed to pick the camp because apparently a parent who doesn’t acknowledge your hard work don’t read the fine print! Please let David adopt her,,

LASTLY! Yukimaru Atsuko, hero name; Gummie. She goes by Yuki and is a big dick. She’s a studious student but gets more thrills on the actual battlefield. Living with her uptight grandma and her big bottom energy bro, she has the dom energy thing going. and apparently folks on G+, or the people who comment about her, thinks she’s really pretty, which was oddly a thing back before UA. She’s the dick you can like, not like Bakugou but she will definitely want to fight Bakugou.

A gum-related quirk is not full of perks when its only your hands. I’d dive more into her like her insecurities and stuff but I’ve been here for probably 3hrs. Sorry anon.

Also I’m so sorry to anyone who reads this all the way through.

#not an ask #bkanvas' ocs #ocs

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girls-with-boys-names · 6 years

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sorry for being AWOL lately, working two jobs 7 days a week is killing me ;w; to make up for it have some super scribbly Varian redesigns!

Since Rapunzel and Eugene got redesigns in season 2 I wanted to sketch what that might look like for other characters (im planning on doing Cass and Lance eventually ;-) so heres a quick one of Varian! i guess this is kinda an au bc it would require Varian to not be in prison and with the rest of the gang outside of Corona? idk fam

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#Hailey's Art #tangled the series #rapunzel's tangled adventure #tangled varian #tts varian #lmao i havent posted art in awhile sorry guys #working sucks but damn do i need the money #tangled #sketches #drawings #doodles

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artsavi · 7 years

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[sweATS NERVOUSLY] ok so I may or may not have read through the entirety of @thelostmoongazer’s Mob Boss!AU and got a little inspired so here’s a couple of children I decided to sketch out, expect some more doodles sooner or later :V Feel free to click the read more to learn more about these fools

If you’d like to RP with them feel free to IM me on my personal blog! ;0

First off is Cat (or Kat) the Spider! She’s a singer and entertainer who bounces around from one casino to the next bar, but if you manage to contact her when she’s not performing and happen to have the right price, she’ll knock off whoever’s head you want her to. She’s an assassin who gets close to her victims through seduction, though she has a tendency to stay in the grey area when it comes to taking sides--unless it’s about someone she knows really well, then she’ll make her stance very clear.

I haven’t decided much about her past, such as what studio she belonged to or what her show was like, but I do know for certain that she’ll go by both Cat or Kat. Nobody, save for a very select few, is certain what exactly her full name is, and whenever she is asked if her name is one thing or another, she’ll always reply with “Yes, it is.” She also is very seclusive when it comes to asking if she’s got someone or something waiting for her at home. (I’m tempted to make her a single mom, but idk. We’ll see.)

She comes off as outwardly cold and reclusive to others, but if you manage to successfully strike up a conversation you’ll find that she’s got quite the sense of humor and reservoir for topics. She is incredibly observant when she’s not performing in whichever little pub she’s in, and might be able to slide some details if you know how to ask. Regardless of all this, she has expressed a preference for the company of women before.

This is the song she’s singing in that little drawing :0

Next up is Jay and Mack! Once upon a time these two used to be co-stars in the same cartoon, but after everything Went To Hell (an event I haven’t really figured out yet :V) and they lost track of the main character, they became “orphaned(?)” street rats in Toon Town. They’re not really much of troublemakers, technically, usually sticking to petty thievery although it’s mostly just for what they need to survive. They’re excellent eavesdroppers, though--take that however you will.

The two try their best to stay out of the way of the mob, but it doesn’t always go as planned. Most of their encounters with gang members are accidental and come from being in the wrong place at the wrong time, but usually it’s Mack’s impulsiveness’ fault. Despite knowing a few gangsters’ names and faces, though, they tend to skirt around the on-goings between turf wars and smuggling episodes. They’ve built themselves a small hideaway near the outskirts of town--and by small, it is really, really small. Neither of them can read or write.

Jay and Mack are near opposites of each other when it comes to personality, which makes it a wonder how they even get along in the first place. Jay is a nervous wreck, often quick to panic and very finicky, while Mack is reckless and impulsive and often makes large statements about going toe-to-toe with some gang member or another. Jay takes it upon their self to keep Mack from following through with those aforementioned statements of his. Both of them are actually pretty kind to others, Jay being a bit more bashful and Mack pretending that he’d rather not (he truly wants to, though).

[Mack voice] I’m gonna fight Benicio Drew. [Jay voice] Please??? Do not?????

I have no idea how well they’ll play in this au but [shrugs]

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