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the-valiant-valkyrie · 1 year

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"Better than ever!" "Good as new!" Maybe if you hear it long enough, it'll start to sound true.

#dst #dontstarvetogether #dst charlie #dst mockingbirds #still don't know if they have a tag yet #dst a little drama #I Picked up a Pen (Art)#'i'll never have any time to draw now that i'm on a writing schedule!' *blinks and this shows up on my computer* 'uh oh'#anyways i've been thinking abt this for a while and i'm glad it turned out the way i wanted it to i REALLY dig this i think #i haven't drawn charlie out of msp in. god. maybe five years. idk how to draw her #alt caption was 'if the mirror's in tact then why is my reflection still shattered?'#but i wanted to harp on my favorite birdies so.#no little birdies i really don't think shes good as new her jaw is gone

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dollya-robinprotector · 5 days

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Dress me up, make it tight, I'm your dolly You're my doll, rock'n'roll, feel the glamour in pink Kiss me here, touch me there, hanky panky~

Inspired from This post of @just-dol-headshots and this ask from @hakusins. Don't worry I'm still aiming for your ass Haku-Dean :) References and something under the cut

We all have to agree Bully Robin should have some softer and caring sides. When there's only them two and no one else is around to judge, he can let loose and slip back into that kinda of "Original Robin" we know and I love. I mean, that's what JDOLH made that got me into these swap messes from the beginning jsjkhskjhd you knowww the HUG!!

Reference: Barbie Girl (Aqua) and this cute ecchi Clamp Chobit piece

All in all I'm a pink bietch and Dollya won't be losing her V-card anytime soon that I can promise so hang in there okay mr.Bully.

edit: OMG THIS IS MY 1000TH POST TTOTT)) JKSDJLASKJKDLA

SELF-INDULGENT HERE WE GO

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yesokayiknow · 1 month

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human au. some of these guys spend too much time on here and it shows

#don't ask how long this took #doctor who #the doctor #the master #i'm not tagging them all. god #nu who doctors & masters & also 8 is there bc he's just a lil guy (and tbf no one can agree which era he belongs to anyway)#fun fact i started making these so long ago that i had to redo the ones i'd done bc tumblr had changed its layout in the intervening time #i don't know 15 well enough yet to make him one but also he's exclusively an insta girlie lbr #or war and fugitive. but i think war doesn't have social media and fugitive's starting stan wars on twitter #jacobi!master is exclusively linkedin #also 10's a horsegirl argue with the wall. he saw barbie twelve times and came away with the wrong message #is there a bg for this au? not really. in my main human au everyone is pretty wild whereas here they're more normal #they're just hangin out here ig. 9-11+14 are siblings. 12+13 are siblings. the two groups + 8 are cousins #saxon & missy are cousins and missy & spymaster are foster siblings #if anyone likes this i'll make one for the companions too. actually i probably still will bc honestly this was really fun & relaxing to mak #but if you see an error in one of these no you didn't. don't point it out to me i'll scream

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somegrumpynerd · 8 months

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Been reading @topazshadowwolf's How Nightmare Became Dadmare and I have been so sucked in by this silly little family I had to start doodling

#UTDR #UTMV #topazshadowwolf #Nightmare Sans #Killer Sans #Horror Sans #Dust Sans #Dadmare #I hope you don't mind me tagging you!#But the answer earlier about him doing dad jokes really spurred me to finish this #I didn't include Cross because I don't have a feel for him yet (need to read the other fics still)#Anyways I'm obsessed with these guys now #Hope I'm tagging everything properly cause this is my first time posting these guys #Please lemme know if anything's missing or wrong!#My Art

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aprilblossomgirl · 8 months

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View Benyapa as Pimfah & June Wanwimol as Napdao in Dangerous Romance (2023) Episode 5

I heard we have a new trainee teacher today. She’s assigned to be our homeroom teacher too. And she’s so damn cute. She’s also an alumna of this school. And most importantly, she's the best in her year class.

#dangerous romance #dangerous romance the series #dangerous romance ep 5 #dangerousromanceedit #*gifs #pimfah x napdao #view benyapa #june wanwimol #honestly i liked this intro of napdao #it feels very much consistent with a theme of the show about expectation x consequent self-image/presentation x actual true self #just as we've seen in almost every other characters #i know many feel uncomfortable about this potential pairing (note: we don't know about that yet). but. please be nice in the tags :)#afterall. i just love to have a gifset of their first meeting. still not very much can be inferred from it yet. i guess.

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letmetellyouaboutmyfeels · 5 days

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I really am a sucker for two people going from hissing like cats at each other to "due to deeply unfortunate events, I now trust this person with my life." And I'm all for shipping but I mean this platonically, as well, two friends that started out thinking the other person is the most annoying individual on the planet and ending up at soft smiles and warm hugs and "you trust me right?" "absolutely."

#many people will reblog this with their blorbos #but what they don't know is that this is about John Barnaby and Ben Jones #everyone reading that last tag: it's about whomst?#they went from mocking each other and trying to solve the case behind each other's backs #to trusting each other without question and one of them being the godparent to the other's kid #like how am I NOT supposed to have some emotions about this?#everyone in the 911 fandom worryingly peering down the rabbit hole like #'is Mads climbing back up yet? no? still stuck down there?'#yeah. still down here. sorry.

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being-luminous · 10 months

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they're on vacation 🥚

background from unsplash

also, not pictured: the tape holding up v's sunglasses

#is that a sunburn or did someone just smack his head really hard??#no one knows #anyway hi im still here #no fic yet but please accept this most humble offering instead #in my head this is some weird amalgamation of aus #schrödinger's harrymort if you will #my art #i don't expect i'll be using this tag a lot bc im no artist #but at least i have it now. just in case #will the shitposting ever stop? you ask. no <3

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mitamicah · 5 months

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Not me brainstorming ideas for my post op tattoo (context) like I'd contact the tattoo artist tomorrow and not in a 1,5 year or more

This was where my inspiration took me today I guess :'D

#bold of me going for colour in most of these since none of my other things have colour x'D #after all this is only what ideas I have rn :'D #as mentioned I don't think I'll be able to get a chest tattoo for at least one year and a half #in half a year I've been promised to start appointments with a therapist again about the surgery #then if I'm lucky I'll get approved #and then there's a waitlist on at least a year last I heard #and then I need to heal a bit first #so when we arrive at that point in time who knows if I've better ideas #or if I've changed my mind #I hope to have käärijä in my life for years to come still #or at least feel the same sort of gratitude for him showing me how to love my body and/or feel neutral about it when dysphoria hits #look at me being chatty in the tags yet again #also - these are of course only concepts #I will probably have send the reference picture as well to the tattoo artist if I actually went to find one to do these tomorrow x'D #I hope you like them :3 #I really enjoy number 2 (top left) and 3 (mid)#jere pöyhönen #käärijä #cha cha cha #mine #my own art

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twstjam · 8 months

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This is kind of a hc but with how Meleanor was talking I am CONVINCED that she and Revan wanted to make Lilia their third (why not right!! He's already by their sides all their time and he has been since day one and they all have such immeasurable love and trust in each other) but couldn't because of the current circumstances.

Meanwhile Lilia is resigned having "missed" his chances with both of them (he mentions this in Chapter 4) and is fine with just being their friend, not knowing how highly they think of him and how much they love him, Lilia himself not knowing how he loves them just as much because after years of spilling blood and taking lives he thinks he can't love anymore, is incapable of it.

#if I isn't obvious I still haven't recovered from the chapter 5 drop #I have resigned myself to living on the floor in a puddle of tears #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland hcs #lilia vanrouge #meleanor draconia #don't know how to spell papa draconia's name yet so I'll abstain from tagging him for now #diasomnia #twst book 7 spoilers #spoilers #matcha nonsense

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outism-had-a-purpose · 8 months

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Ryoshu and Rodya friendship where they sometimes sleep in each other's room when it gets too much in theirs.

When the candlelight in Ryoshu's gets too bright and suffocating with the heat and reminds her too much of the fire her daughter died in sometimes she knocks (more of. just letting herself in lmao) on Rodya's door to literally cool off.

Sometimes when Rodya's room freezes her down to the bone to the point where that she can't sleep, and the stench and sight of her dead neighbors haunts her every senses, Ryoshu gets a quiet knock on her door, and an even more surprising, a solemnly quiet Rodya outside, asking her if she can take a quick snooze here because she doesn't wanna go out and do the night watch.

Something something the only bed worth sleeping is the one right next to you (sad). Fire and ice duo. you get me riht

#ryoshu #rodion #limbus company #assorted outisms #haven't taken a look at the lore so i have no idea if they've disproven it yet but i think (?) that their rooms bend to their mindsets #and at their worsts looks like their base egos #like the ishmael's room is always fucking waterlogged joke. heathcliff sleeps on the moor lmao #canto 9 is a long way to go so. we don't really know what ryoshu's deal is besides the what we've seen but if we're going with her source #then she definitely had a kid. idk man. tortured artist that got her daughter killed because of her art commission that the mafia (whicheve #one of the fingers or might be several of 'em) commissioned #and though rodya does mention something to sonya along the lines of 'not worthy to feel warmth' because she still feels deep guilt from #getting everyone in her backstreet disctrict killed by the middle she wouldn't want to look like she's losing sleep over it in front of the #other sinners. and that compared to hers ryoshu's room is pretty damn toasty so why not take the chance #oh hey rodya and ryoshu both have a relation to the fingers. idk where im going with this. forgive my tag rambling #anyways ryoshu and rodion sleeping together. can be either platonic something romantic or a secret third thing. the world is your oyster #i really should go back to writing my [REDACTED] fic i haven't gotten anywhere with it

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crystalleoi · 3 months

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various mephone5 doodles

#inanimate insanity #ii mephone5 #my art #love to sketch on loose-leaf paper. i will literally have a sketchbook with me and still go for the notebook paper 99% of the time #drew all of these in class i think. this guy is what my mind defaults to when i'm bored #Normal About That Phone #feels like i've been posting a lot of art this month... and i have yet another drawing of mephone5 i've been meaning to finish+post #<-probably tomorrow. or later today. or sunday. or in 3 months. who knows? i sure don't #i Do know that i'll probably take a fat nap after posting this because i'm. so tired #good god these tags. i think i ramble more when i'm sleepy

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coyotehusk · 8 months

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Pressure

1,370 words | CW: Strangulation, Mentions of Torture

Mica was not the type of man to be fueled by sexual desire. His work kept him busy. Stuck forever in a cycle of slaughtering hogs and men. Wake. Eat. Kill. Sleep. It was all he knew. A routine he had practiced since his youth. He was not immune from the occasional burn of intimate musings, but they were easily snuffed out by his own hand.

Over the years, he found that any relationship that wasn't transactional had little to no appeal. Watching the Delaney boys bicker with their wives was exhausting. It often reminded him of his own mother and father—stuck in a loveless marriage.

But as he straddled Ryker, rope tightly strung around his neck, he felt a hungry spark of desire light up in his brain.

It had been almost two weeks since the youngest Delaney had arrived. At this point, it was clear that the missus wasn’t really looking for information. Instead, she often watched on with a hint of amusement as the men kicked Ryker around. Sometimes stubbing her cigarette out on his legs or arms. She’d already marked his back with the signature three dots within the first week.

Ryker had been particularly defiant on that day—spitting at her boots and laughing every time he got hit. At some point, he managed to slip out of the ropes (poorly tied by an intoxicated Cyrus the previous evening), and bolted. Cyrus started after him, but Mrs. Delaney grabbed him by the collar.

“He won’t get far. Mica, bring him back.”

She was right. Ryker hobbled helplessly towards the first fence, tripping over his own legs like a newborn fawn. Screaming as if the neighbors didn't live over ten miles away. Mica caught him in just a few strides. Grabbing him by the ankles, he dragged the defenseless man back towards the barn. He kicked and screamed the whole time—desperately digging his fingers into the dirt.

There was no slipping from the Delaney’s hold. Mica had learned that the hard way early on. He’d taken his beating with the tail end of a whip. Left to bake in the sun for a day and night before he was pardoned for his crime. The fact that Ryker and Rhett managed to slip away from the ranch all those years ago was an anomaly. Luck, if one believed in that kinda thing. Though it appeared that luck had an expiration date.

“Hogtie him,” Mrs. Delaney said, handing Mica a coil of rope. “Feel free to rough him up a little more while you're at it.” She finished off her cigarette, flicking it towards Ryker. It nearly hit his face, bouncing off the dirt next to his ear. She looked almost bored as she walked away, Cyrus in tow.

Mica peered down at Ryker. It wasn’t the first time he’d tied him up, and it wouldn’t be the last. But Ryker liked to make it a chore. Squirming and biting. Kicking his legs and throwing fists. Sometimes Mica would take the hits, letting Ryker wear himself out before finally tying him up to a chair or to the gates of the horse pens. As predicted, he started to squirm as soon as Mica knelt next to him—digging his filthy nails into Mica’s forearms.

“Please, Mica! I-I don’t know anything! I swear. You have to believe me. J-Just let me—I won’t tell anyone! Please! I can’t stay out here another night–”

It was unlike Ryker to beg. Cry, sure. But beg? Mica knocked his hands away. Trying to grab for his wrists, but the guy was surprisingly slippery.

“Mica, please! You know me–” Suddenly, he felt a yank on the rope, quickly followed by a strike to the jaw. Mica blinked, stunned for a second.

While most assumed the butcher was not capable of feeling emotion, he was often challenged with the sharp edge of annoyance. Sometimes even a little rage. He felt both then—straddling Ryker and putting his full weight on the smaller man. It was easy to pry the rope from those trembling fingers before looping it around his neck and tightly pulling the two ends in opposite directions. Ryker’s hands immediately flew up. Scratching wildly at his skin as he tried to get purchase of the rope.

The spark happened then. Like a bolt of electricity crawling down Mica’s spine. He let up for just a moment. Easing the tension around Ryker’s thin neck. Ryker spluttered and coughed. “Mica! Wait-” he wheezed. Mica pulled again. Tighter this time. Watching the rope dig into the skin.

Pretty.

It was an odd thought. A concept he knew only by word and not in practice. But as he slowly tightened his hold, he found that he did find Ryker’s eyes pretty—the teal stark against the dark bruising from the previous day’s beatings. He liked the slope of his nose and how his lips parted. Desperately trying to pull in air.

Ryker grit his teeth. He kicked and thrashed. Face turning bright red before starting to purple. Mica held until Ryker’s hits grew weak and his eyes rolled back. Heels barely pushing into the dirt. When he finally released, the rope slid free of his hands—a heat flooding his ears at the sound of Ryker’s starved inhale for oxygen.

It followed Mica for the next few days. That desperate moan. The soft whimpers laced between coughs. Ryker’s face wet with tears as he begged.

Oh, how he fucking begged.

Mica could picture himself wrapping his bulky hands around Ryker’s throat—pressing his thumbs against his Adam’s apple. How far would he push him? Just to the brink? Flirting with the edge of death?

No.

It would be too easy to crush the life out of him. Mica liked how Ryker hopelessly clawed. How he wiggled between his thighs. He wanted to hear that gasp over and over again. See the tears filling his eyes. Kicking and biting. He’d have to be careful not to overdo it. Just enough pressure to scare him. To keep him writhing with life.

It wasn’t long before the fantasy started to evolve. He could hook him up for a bit. Poke and prod at him with one of the cattle rods—the electrical current making his body twist and tense. See just how many times he could handle the current dancing through his muscles. Back arching and legs kicking.

Maybe he could even mark him. Leave his brand scorched into his flesh. Or perhaps even use one of his knives to carve something small and delicate. Hidden away. A secret for just the two of them.

What other things could coax a sound like that from him?

Mica peered out his bedroom window. The barn looked ominous against the night sky. Shrouded in darkness—except for the sporadic flash of yellow coming from an overhead lamp. The light spilled just slightly into the interior. If Mica squinted, he could just barely make out the soles of Ryker’s feet lying in the dirt.

He found himself walking down the narrow corridor of the house, softly passing Mrs. Delaney’s room and down the staircase. His boots were still sitting outside on the back porch—mucked from the rainstorm early that morning.

Mica stepped into the barn, peering down at the curled body. They left him uncovered; shirtless and arms pinioned with fresh blue twine. Somebody had torn off his bandages. The stitching on what was left of his pinky were partially ripped out. Frankly, his whole hand looked mangled. As if someone had stomped on it a few times. Ryker’s eyes fluttered. He let out a wheezy chuckle.

“Yer a sight for sore eyes.”

Mica found himself hesitating for a moment. Watching Ryker relax further into the muck. They had really laid into him. Cheek and jaw dark and swollen. Welts across his chest and arms. He almost looked defeated. Eyes closed. Shivering. He coughed before trying to curl tighter into himself.

“I really don’t know where Rhett is. Haven’t for a long time.” He let out another raspy breath. “What does it matter anyway? The money is gone. The guns. Everything–” Ryker kept muttering. His voice growing softer and more slurred. It wasn’t long until his breathing slowed. Rattling but steady.

Mica felt his mouth go dry. Impulse had driven him here. That hot, needy burn. Had he intended to do something with Ryker? Act out on the dark thoughts swimming in his head?

And for the first time in a long time, Mica felt fear.

┬┴┬┴┤(･_├┬┴┬┴| writing tag: @demondamage @burntcoffeewhump @suspicious-whumping-egg @yet-another-heathen

#coyote husk writes #my oc #Mica #Ryker #strangulation #mentions of torture #only a little hornee here #Can't make the jump just yet #too many things still to figure out #is this cannon?#idk #you'll have to ask the author #(they don't know either)#fr don't know how to tag this so if its missing anything let me know #brain mush #i should be sleeping

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yuckydraws · 4 months

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Healing & Growth

(gif made by my friend @robanilla-arts is below - slight warning for flashing! Thanks again, Rob!)

#if you feel like reading it - I'm gonna ramble in the tags.#Don't really feel like having it attached to the post for forever... cause what if i just wanna reblog some fairysona art??#anyways #this year sucked a lot. in a lot of ways. but im grateful for it.#healing is stupidly hard and annoyingly enough? not linear in the slightest. Yet infuriatingly - it is worth it.#I am far from done with healing. I've barely scratched the surface.#but im learning and connecting with myself along the way.#The biggest step I've taken this year is working on my people pleasing ways. it's a bad habit birthed from a lot of different traumas.#but it no longer rules my life.#I am not passive anymore - and surprise! that doesn't make me a horrible or evil person.#my kindness is no longer a weakness. its still a part of me and always will be. i won't let go of it.#but it is no longer to a fault #there are people undeserving of my kindness... i realize that now. I know what i will and will not put up with in every kind of relationshi #im still learning and exploring - and i've said a lot of goodbyes this year. I'm sure i will say more.#but that's okay.#some relationships are forever - some serve you for a while and teach you a lesson when they end.#and some relationships stick around and don't *have* to have a deeper connection #and that's also okay.#I didn't think I'd make it through this year in all honesty. I was very close to ending it all on multiple occasions.#But. for what it's worth - as of now im glad im here.#i will continue to struggle and have my hard times. im not naive enough to think depression just goes away.#but im okay for now and im moving forward.#there will be pauses and abrupt stops and likely some good ol' rotting involved. but when i can - ill be moving forward.#i will not speak a word of 2024 because no matter what it will have it's ups and downs.#but i will continue to keep working on myself. and that's all anyone can do in this weird life.#if you made it through all of that... uhhhh wow you got a crush on me or smth? /j/j/j/j #but fr - if you read this far... thank you. i hope you're faring well and that you have a happy celebration tonight.#sleep well and dream well when it comes to you #yucky draws #my art

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strangersynth · 10 months

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el hopper and ethel cain

#mine #el hopper #<- do not know how to call this little tag yet cause i don't wanna call it what i used to anymore so! mine for now #my first video on this blog being about el and ethel cain makes me <33333 #I AM EXCITED I ACTUALLY ENJOYED MY TIME AND I THINK I THINK IT TURNED OUT PRETTY DECENT #lowkey a little tiny bit proud of myself i shall not lie #i have to say the el hopper and ethel cain brainrot is strong severe and still running and very much not over even after getting a bit #off my system it is still Very Much just a bit

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front-facing-pokemon · 9 months

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#registeel #and now this guy is maybe a bit less interesting. from this standpoint‚ i mean. the eyes being just dots make it a little hard to like #feel *connected* to them when they're ffp'd‚ y'know? i feel like it's kind of a reductive angle. which is why i zoomed this one and the last #one out a bit. so you can see a bit of the rest of their body. it's maybe less funny but would it really have been funny to just see 7 red #dots on a gray background and have to read the tag to know it's registeel? i dunno. maybe. maybe it would've been. but i like this more #maybe the explanation is that i'm taking these pictures myself. i personally know all these pokémon and have to ask them if i have permissio #n to take these pictures of them. but registeel said i couldn't get too close. so we settled with this. hehe yeah that's why :) hehe :)#anyway. you now have the aegis cave theme stuck in your head #hi it's me from the present. saturday morning. in yesterday's queued post i came up with the idea of maybe doing a monotype run of a pokémon #game. i don't know which one yet but i wanted to do water-type. but i was like. maybe i'll liveblog it on my main blog. yesterday #and today i came back and saw those tags as i was queuing up today's 'mons and i was like… hell maybe i could stream it if enough folks are #interested. but if anyone is then i didn't want to wait that long for the queue to get to that post bc that's gonna post on like. august 18 #and class for my last semester of college Ever starts back up on august 21st and i don't. know if i want to start another pokémon playthroug #h that close to classes starting. especially not one where at least one (1) individual out there might be waiting for it So i put 'em here #they'll still be on that post but. they're here. just in case someone out there is chronically bored enough that that's something they'd be #interested in. y'never know there's a lot of folks here #anyway i will now queue up kricketot. see you then… or i guess see you whenever if you like send in an ask or a message or smth…

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i3utterflyeffect · 3 months

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Chat my ear off, do it :gun:

going to assume this is abt the au i've been mentioning lol

so basically i do think that if King found Vic first (which is admittedly a little while back i'd imagine, you don't really just immediately become head of a company that kills animators and artists in a year-long span or whatever) it would have gone very differently.

like, let's say that Vic crash-landed in the outernet about a year--maybe 2-- before king sees the avm short, assuming that it was playing around the time of its release. which is apparently 8-9 years ago. ridiculous btw why is time allowed to pass like that.

obv when King sees this ill-adjusted hollowhead who probably barely even talks, considering their situation, and who also looks like they're stressed out by the mere presence of their surroundings he's not exactly going to leave them there to go through whatever the hell they'd go through out here

which it's also worth mentioning that the most infamous hollowheads are-- again-- Chosen and Dark, which would not be great for Vic when starting out since a lot of people would have suspicions about them based off of that

so basically King just takes them in and lets them stay in his house while they kind of just get adjusted to life in the outernet

when the original AVM happens and King puts up a wanted poster, Vic notices SC and decides they need to talk to whoever this stranger is, so they tell King that they'll help him since they both have something they can earn from finding these people. ofc they still need Purple's help to find them so it's basically just. bonus child

it would make it a little longer and victim WOULD still threaten people probably and also try to wreak a little more havoc on Alan's computer but mostly the same with a little more Silly Antics

#tommy's stickmen tag #i don't know what to call this yet i've had it on my mind for a bit #i still have another aus i can't write on the brain but this is the newest one at least #ava #animator vs animation

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