"Sunscreen time! Everybody go to me or Kim for sunscreen."
Younglings run to either teacher, all except for their newest Fore, a Fyreian youngling.
"...sun scream? What is sun scream?"
"Sun-screen, its a cream we put on to protect us from the sun." explained Max.
"But teacher, cream can't protect us from the sun! We'll still burn if we touch it."
"It's for the sunlight. To let us, especially the ones with more sensitive skin, stay outside longer."
"Oh, I don't need it then. Fryeian's don't burn from sunlight."
"Yes but the sun also puts out harmful stuff, at least this one does, and that can hurt your skin after a long time."
"...are you tricking me? So that I'll put on the cream?" the youngling asked, arms crossed, ears flickering in annoyance.
"No, see?" the human points to his fellow teacher who's putting sunscreen on other children and younglings.
"Kim is putting sunscreen on Malaika, who doesn't get sunburned like the other human kids. Her skin is hard to burn, like you." he points to Malaika, who's giggling as Kim puts sunscreen on her cheeks and neck. "But she still wears it because she and her parents know that the sun can still hurt her."
"...Does Kim put on sunscreen too?"
"...yes. In fact, thank you for reminding me to remind her. She forgets after having to apply it to all the others," Max grins before turning to Kim. "Kim, don't forget yourself!"
"What! ...put sunscreen on me?! ...but I don't-!"
"You don't have enough sunscreen?! Okay I'll give you some of mine!!" he shouts before sprinting over to Kim.
"Wait, I don't need it! I don't sunburn, my skin is-MAX WAIT!" she was restrained before she could run.
"WHO WANTS TO PUT SUNSCREEN ON THE TEACHERS?!"
A chorus of screaming 'yeses' fill the park, dozens of tiny hands, claws, paws, and pincers, reach out to the two with sunscreeny hands.
"MAX! WHY!!" Kim screams before they descend on her.
"TO KEEP THE BALANCE!!" he screams closing his eyes and mentally preparing himself for what is about to happen.
*5 minutes later*
"See Fore? Even teacher Kim wears sunscreen." smiles a very shiny and white Max.
"...yeah, and if I have to wear sunscreen so do you." frowns a very shiny and 2 shades lighter Kim.
"...Okay!" smiles a happy Fore.
"...I hate you...I have sunscreen in my ears..." grumbles Kim
"For the balance...also I've been telling you for years to wear sunscreen so you don't get skin cancer." Max whispers, now happy that now his friend must finally wear proper sun protection.
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I notice that with humanized Angel Dust, he's either a natural blonde in the proper time period or a bottle blonde in a modern setting. I know the canon design he had a while back was blonde, but I personally headcanon him as having dark hair and dark eyes (I've seen several people design him like that, but not many).
I like to think that if the cast got temporarily turned human or something, Angel would both look exactly and nothing like what the others assumed. He’s tall, obviously, and thin in an unhealthy coke-addict way. He has an undeniably pretty face with a smattering of freckles on his cheeks, but a nasty scar over his left eye (I like to explain his black scleral eye as the eye he lost while he was alive and replaced with a glass one). He has dark eyes and nearly black hair that he tries to keep slicked back out of his face.
Angel loves looking femme, but the guy did live in the 1930's and 40's and likely had to live closeted from his family. I think he has major scary-guy potential. Put him in a regular non-pink suit, and you'd never guess he's a twink.
This was a blessing in life, but Angel would be devastated if anyone pointed it out at the hotel. Alastor comments that Angel looks surprisingly masculine in his human form, and Angel breaks down sobbing on Husk’s shoulder.
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Does machete not like to be touched/not used to being touched?
I've noticed that whenever vasco touches him in your art, he's always has this grip, or an uncomfortable/suprised look.
I think he's just highly guarded and touch-averse, that's all.
He has a history of being manhandled a bit as a child, nothing too extreme, just typical stuff you go though when you're a shrimpy and sensitive kid growing up under the care of a very harsh and volatile adult who doesn't realise how much stronger they are than you.
As a priest he's expected to maintain an aura of solemnity and reverence so he just sort of lives in his own little bubble of personal space, which he's neurotically strict about.
As it stands, most of the physical contact he gets comes from his doctors and personal physicians, and their treatments tend to be uncomfortable at best and degrading, invasive and painful at worst.
So yes, neutral, let alone affectionate touch can be alarming and confusing if you're not used to it.
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Y/n: "...what happened to the previous doctor exactly?"
Vanessa: "Some.. "Incident" happened, after the incident no one wanted to be the new doc for them.. They had to be locked in a more secure and strong cell in that day.. Mr.Afton had sort of struggles with that situation but eventually solved it.."
Y/n: "O-Oh.. Was the body atleast found?"
Vanessa: "Well.. yes but, the body somehow seemed.. Peeled."
Y/n: "..peeled? How come?"
Vanessa: "his face skin was gone and we don't know how did that happen, some of us thought the daycare attendant has done it but it was impossible cause there arms are secured and they can't even get one arm out."
Y/n: "hmm.. Strange.. Wonder which one of them has done it though.."
Vanessa: "no one knows.."
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