#I'm gonna give him the most complicated outfit possible trust

[cupcakesmoothie]

Behold

Alexander!

This is probably the most effort I've put into designing a character and I'm not even done with his outfit :')

The scarf might change designs and colours depending on how his outfit goes, I might also add some extra stuff to it.

Alexander is going to be one of the few side characters that don't have a blessing! He might not have a blessing, but he can still defend himself :)

His specialty is swords and knives (Also throwing weapons).

Yes, he is aromantic, but not asexual!

I spent like an hour straight drawing this

Ok edit: His name is actually Alexis now, and he's Spanish

[thelaurenshippen]

re: that *chef kiss* PERFECT Franken-Drummer post and tumblr not being all over The Expanse, I know right?? it’s such an amazing show with so many delightful, complicated characters yet it’s so unfairly slept on! maybe because S1 takes awhile to get going and ppl give up? idk but it makes me sad that I have so few ppl to squeal about Drummer and Amos and Bobbie and Christjen and Ashford and Naomi (ad infinitum) with 😭🚀😭

WHY ARE PEOPLE NOT OBSESSED WITH THE EXPANSE HELLO!?!?! there's literally so much to love about it oh my god. you're right, it DOES take a second to get going but once it does!!!

for those of you who have not read or seen The Expanse series (I myself have yet to read the books), let me tell you why you'll love it:

political space drama with incredibly distinct cultures and phenomenal world building, if you're a details girlie (gn), you're gonna go nuts

the found family vibes!!??! are off!?!? the charts!?!? (minor spoilers for the first few episodes) four people are thrown into a situation in which they accidentally become the most important people/fugitives in the whole galaxy and most of them DO NOT trust each other, what could possible go wrong, and even better, what could possibly go RIGHT

Christjen Avasarala. you are not ready for her. most powerful mover-shaker on earth with the most incredible outfits you've ever seen, refined elegance with the filthiest mouth, plus she's got a classic "whatever those two have going on is so gay it veers into something else entirely" with her younger protective knight lady, Bobbie

Bobbie. the "not to be a lesbian but oh my god" post is made for her. we meet her in the show for the first time when she arm wrestles a robot and WINS. you will be begging for her to step on you with her mech suit

speaking of women I want to step on me Camina Drummer. angry revolutionary pirate queen of my heart. do you miss the unique agony of 2000/10s queerbaiting but want it to be not baiting somehow? this show does that, idk how else to explain it. the most agonizing sapphic pining you've ever seen but it's textual and also not painful because its gay. don't worry, Camina fucks, just not the girl she wants most (also spoilers, but this is not a bury your gays show don't worry)

Jim Holden is literally just Some Guy who becomes the special fantasy chosen one because he simply cannot stop Getting Involved. nosiest bitch in the universe, I love him.

imagine you're a girl who leaves your shitty ex and gets a normal industrial job on a spaceship, only to have a six foot, two hundred pound killer dressed as a mechanic imprint on you like a baby duck, and its unclear whether he wants to fuck you or call you a little sister but he definitely WILL kill for you and will do literally anything you say and then you both end up caught up in a weird galactic war by mistake and there's this other guy with a captain america level moral compass and he's cute and you're into him except your shitty ex is still out there with the biggest secret you have and meanwhile your best female friend is the coolest person you've ever met but you don't think you can be what she needs and you're holding your family together, you're holding the universe together and all you want is justice for your people but unfortunately you've gone and fallen in love with the accidental most important man in the galaxy. well, every day Naomi Nagata wakes up

Praxideke Meng. botanist of my heart. literally tames the rabid guard dog that no one else could. gentle and able to stay gentle because of said dog. which brings me to...

Amos Burton. I saved him for last because he is my guy. he is THAT guy. canonically aromantic pansexual king. are you into guard dog characters? do you find yourself drawn to the "sorry my love language is acts of service and all I'm good at is killing people" characters? amos burton is like seventeen tumblr posts come to life. previously mentioned enormous killer dressed as a mechanic, former heels wearing "I didn't always work in space" sex worker who is always rolling into brothels and being like "you guys unionized?", gives a shit about basically no one in the universe except his crew and every single child in the galaxy, accidental comedian because he cannot stop saying weird shit, not a nice or good person but a loyal one, and one who is always trying to relearn the empathy that was carved out of him as a young person. every time he goes homicidal to protect one of his chosen people (crew + any and every child), an angel gets its wings.

fin.

[sublimecatgalaxy]

OMG CAN YOU DO AN ENEMIES TO LOVERS W BILLY HARGROVE?

Sure bestie, my favorite trope- hell yeah. This isn't completely proofread since I am sleepy but I think it's pretty good!

Trigger warning with this one: Violence and talk of abuse.

The loud shrill of my phone ringing beside me has me jumping beneath my covers, my crusty eyes cracking open to stare bitterly at the device. With no effort at all, I reach out, grabbing it without hesitation and I hold it to my ear with a huff.

"Who is this and why are you calling me in the middle of the night?" I sigh, rolling onto my back as annoyance riddles my body but the minute I hear a shuddered breath, I pause, a shiver running down my spine. "Hello-"

"It's Max." She mutters, clearing her throat before taking in a shaky breath. My brows pull together even more in confusion at the clarification, her announcement still not answering as to why she could possibly be calling.

I help her occasionally with school, being an older sister-type of friend to her, especially given her shitty excuse for a family. But we got closer through the 'group'- a complication of all of our different moods and personalities bringing unusual friendships out of all of us in the process of saving our town and the world.

"What's up Max?" I ask, sighing quietly into the warm air of my room, my eyes watching my fan spin incessantly on its track and I begin to notice a ticking noise that it's creating- fuck I need to fix that.

"It's Billy- I know you hate him, but I don't know what to do. It's my fault- I went out for a bit and Neil went crazy." Neil? Billy's dad?

I gulp, my mind wracking through different thoughts of what she could possibly mean but, regardless of what it is, I'm out of bed and slipping into a pathetic excuse of an outfit. I'm out the door, telling Max to wait and stay safe, my hands shaking as I sneak quickly past my parents and out into the cooler air.

My gut swims with nausea as I pull up to Max's house, my eyes dragging over the small Suburban house. I would do anything for the redhead, she's like my sister but Billy? Doing anything for Billy was a bit of a stretch outside of my comfort zone.

But for Max?

Anything.

I can see the small girl in the doorway as I shut off my car, my eyes noticing the empty driveway and a sense of relief fills me. I hug my arms tightly around my waist as I adjust the t-shirt that drapes over my body.

"C'mon." She ushers me quickly into the house as I take a deep breath, looking at the glasses that are smashed on the kitchen floor, my lips parting in quiet shock.

"Max, what's going on?" I ask, feeling her tug my arm and drag me past the livingroom and down into another hallway. My brows are pulled tightly together as she sighs and stops in front of a door, her eyes dragging over it anxiously.

"He's gonna be mad- just ignore him." She gasps, pressing a hand to her chest. Her eyes look up into mine with trust- wide and scared- and her eyes flutter shut after a moment. "Neil is a dick and Billy and him push each others buttons. Tonight went too far and there's too much blood- shit- I just need your help. He won't let me near him."

"And you think he'll let me?" I chuckle bitterly, my heart racing in my chest as I think about the state that Billy's in behind this door, if he's crying- broken even. It's difficult to imagine, especially since he's completely insufferable most of the time and arrogant beyond belief.

"You're hot. He appreciates looks- please just do this." She laughs but it's wavering, her smile cracking as I bite nervously at my lip, nodding my head without another word and I allow her to open the door.

Before I'm completely in the room, she shuts the door behind me and the noise startles the man in front of me, Billy's eyes lifting to land on me. His eyes convey confusion but his tight jaw and squared shoulders give off nothing but anger- anger I'm suddenly fearful of.

But before I can be consumed with fear, my eyes spot the bruises littering his cheeks, the dried blood beneath his nose and puffy lips and the hand prints splayed across his neck. He looks physically broken though trying his best to appear as strong as he can be- like a kicked puppy bearing it's teeth to scare away a predator.

"Before you say anything- Max called me, it's almost two in the morning and I drove my ass here." His lips that were previously parted in unspoken words now close at my words, biting his tongue with a bitter scoff. "I am not here for you, I'm here for her and she is scared out of her mind." My shoulders relax after I say my full speech, the words like water flowing from my lips as his eyes track carefully over me.

"If you say a word of this to anyone-"

"My ass is grass- ya, I know." I laugh, walking over to sit down beside him on the bed. He huffs out a breath and lifts the washcloth in his hands to his nose that still bleeds.

"Nice nightgown." He snorts, my eyes rolling in annoyance as he looks over at me, groaning and reaching up to hold his ribs as he laughs. I know the last thing he needs is for someone to baby him, to emasculate him anymore than he's already been tonight- so I go along with the teasing.

"Yeah? Nice shiner." His eyes widen but not in anger, more in the fact that he's impressed, his smile fanning out into a toothy, bloody grin.

"Oof, right for the heart." He gasps, his face twisting up in pain but he doesn't lose his grin, my smile appearing almost before I can stop it. He's much more relaxed when he's vulnerable like this- trying to cover up his insecurities and the truthful sadness of the situation that is his home life.

"You've got one of those?" I ask, genuinely too, and he pauses, his breathing slowing down and lips tugging down a bit. He knows I mean it jokingly to some extent, that I'm trying to take the tension off- but there's sadness behind his tired eyes.

But after a moment or two, he cracks a laugh, his curls falling in his face. "Fuck you." He says warmly, no ounce of malice behind it as his eyes find mine once more. "So, are you gonna nurse me back to health, sweetheart, or just bully me?"

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[neon-wisp0831]

Healing broken hearts: A fatgum x reader bittersweeet fanfic

Warning: cheating and heartbreak, if you don't wanna read this you'll have to skip over it to the best of your abilities

Chapter one: The Bitter

He wasn't sure why he had to let it happen.. Why he couldn't say no despite his heart telling him to..

Then: You were working late, he had taken the day off in hopes to spend more time with you but you were called into work for an emergency, you were disappointed.. He was disappointed, but he understood either way, as a hero things could be complicated for himself, it was one of the reasons he took time off work in hopes to be closer, the relationship you both had wasn't bad, just very distant. He hated that, he loved you more than anything and he didn't want to lose you, so he wanted to find some way to make it work out, but your emergency call got in the way. He was lonely, he needed some company, but he wasn't sure what to do. That day he was scrolling through his phone, trying to keep himself entertained, looking through some media,that's when he noticed her. An old friend, a colleague back in his younger days, it seemed like the perfect time to catch up...

But it all came to this moment

Now: He was sitting in his office at his agency, skinny, nervous, his gloved fingers constantly running through his hair and over his masked face, how could he possibly tell you what happened without losing you for good?

He couldn't look at himself the same way after that night, it really did start off innocent, they talked, walked through the area.. It was a good time. But when they got back to his house that the two of you were living in, it all went downhill from there. A simple movie night, that was all it was supposed to be before she would head back home, he noticed it too late when it started happening, the way she leaned against him as they watched the film, he only brushed it off as a friendly gesture, then the flirting came, he should have stopped her there, but the attention he craved so dearly that day caved in on him, he didn't return the favor, but he didn't stop her either..

The door opened, he jumped and looked over at you, the face he grew to love so dearly had the same worried look he had

"Tai.. I got your message.. Is.. Is everything ok?" You asked walking over to him, he stood up from his desk chair, stopping you from coming any closer, the life he once had in those beautiful gold eyes burned out a while ago from the tears he had shed, his hair seemed to lose that fluffiness it had before, it looked more messy like it had just been through a rough storm, his hero outfit he was wearing had tear stains on it, one of his hands stuck in his pants pocket, the other moving up to scratch his head

"H-hey gummy bear.." Even the voice that always made your day a little brighter sounded just as gloomy and slightly hoarse, he had been crying..maybe even screaming... That's when you knew it was serious..

A week... The guilt he held onto lasted a week.. The messages that would remind him everyday how bad he messed up, came to him almost every day.. things like "if you ever need someone to satisfy your needs, you know where to come to~" "I miss you~ wanna come to my place?~" Things that would keep him at night with guilt, silently crying himself to sleep whenever he thought about it, the fact he was capable of doing something like that to you was just unbearable, him.. Taishiro Toyomitsu.. Fatgum the BMI Hero.. Could he even be called that anymore? It wouldn't be something that would be considered that villainous, not to most of the public at least.. but in his heart and soul, it was as if he had went on a major massacre out of blind rage, his heart ached knowing that he betrayed you like this.. it seemed that way, he massacred your trust in him, possibly your friendship... your Love.. In his mind, he had committed a major crime. And he was going to pay the price for it one way or another.

"I'm so sorry baby.. I-i didn't mean for it to happen-" He started to explain, but you couldn't bare it anymore, it didn't seem possible.. But the texts he showed you, the emotion put into his words, you knew it was real.. You backed away from him when he tried to come closer, your whole world felt as though it was crumbling around you, eyes flooding with tears, his arms came around you, the soft warm embrace tempted you, but you couldn't.. His words came in stutters of apologies, telling you it only happened once, how much he regretted it, but you weren't sure if you had in your heart to believe him, if he was lying, maybe you didn't know him like you thought you did.. If he was telling the truth, could you still forgive him, knowing he had done this to you?

"Let me go tai... Please..." You whimpered, lightly pushing him away.. He did..reluctantly

"I'm sorry (Y/N) I.. I'm sorry.." It was all he could say at this point, his head lowered full of shame, he really hated seeing you like this.. It broke his heart more than anything, but how could he possibly fix this? Would you hate him for the rest of your life? What would he tell Kirishima and Tamaki? They looked up to you, saw you as parenteral figure.. How this would affect them.. Or his relationship with them? Would they hate him for this too? He had no idea.. But it wouldn't be good either way.. If things had to end off between you, he'd understand, he'd at least want to stay friends, but if you didn't want that either.. It would really make things worse for him..

"(Y/N) can we.. Please.. Just talk this over? Please I know I messed up.. Really bad.. But.. Just for a little bit.. I just want to talk.."

You thought about this offer for a bit, tears rolling down your face, your heart shattered, he was doing everything he could to make this right, to fix what he could.. Your eyes slowly scaled up his mountain of a body, and as they continued your heart hurt more, you shared great memories with this man, the times you spent together, how open and honest he was throughout the whole relationship.. The moment your eyes met his, the floodgates came. Hard. You couldn't stop the tears that were flowing down your face like a dam had just broken in your head, it only hurt you more as you cried, torn between asking for his comfort, and pushing him away, your hands clenched into fists, you almost wanted to hurt him, physically..to have him feel what the pain he had put on you felt like.. But you decided against it, not only because it would seem bad to hurt a hero but because you knew he had taken worse... You turned your back to him, grabbing at the door and forcing it open, slamming it on the way out. Storming through the halls of his agency. You were making your way out of there when you noticed Kiri and Tamaki were walking in, they saw you, ready to greet you until they noticed how grim your face looked, but you stormed right pass them and out through the doors, heading back to the home you shared with the local hero, which thankfully was his own, you knew an area that had some rather cheap, yet good apartments, it was going to be a hassle moving your stuff in on short notice, but you had a friend willing to help you out in any kind of situation when you needed them. You couldn't be more grateful.

Kirishima and Tamaki were worried after seeing you like that. You had tears freely running down your face, the aura you were giving off said something was wrong..

The only thing that proved their rights to worry.. Was the sudden agonized scream that rang throughout the agency coming from their mentors office, the two boys ran as fast as they could to him, opening the door to only see him curled up on ground, one hand holding his chest, the other hitting the ground below him as he shouted towards it, it only made the sound of his voice worse as he cried, eyes burning from the tears he previously cried before, now he cursed himself for his agony.

His interns could only watch with sympathetic looks, already having an idea of what had happened. Tamaki hid his face in his hood, leaning against the office wall, trying to hide his own sorrow, kirishima could only try to hold in the tears brewing up in his eyes, he wasn't angry.. He couldn't be. Not at you or his mentor.. But it wasn't easy to take.. He wanted to help, to have his questions answered, to fix this somehow, but how can you fix two broken hearts without a even little time on your hands?

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(Well this was fun-- writing. I'm gonna go think about how to write out the next chapter... Despite the uh.. Situation going on here.. I hope you enjoyed reading this! Somehow... It's my first time trying something like this. So... dunno anyway see y'all next chapter)