#i love doing these tbh

[coffee-and-paint]

Figured maybe I should uhh. Like actually post these when I do them.

[shentheauthor]

I can't help it... Can I request headcanons for the Harbingers' reactions to someone picking a fight with them?

Welcome back ayo lmao

Coming right up 👍👍

Pierro: Confused more than anything tbh. Why would you do this? Do you have a death wish? He would just kinda ignore you lmao, might as well give up. If you’re persistent, he’ll have security throw you out. Also you might get banished. Whoops.

Capitano: Also confused. Are you insane? He doesn’t seem like the type to kill or severely hurt someone just bc they’re challenging him, but if he thinks you can handle it, he might spar with you. If not, you’re getting ignored, Tartaglia style /hj

Dottore: RUN. RUN AWAY. He finds it amusing that someone would have the sheer balls required to challenge him, and he can and will experiment on you. It’s best not to poke that hornet’s nest. If you challenge a younger segment, he will straight up kill you and turn you into a ruin machine. Krupp style. Rest in pieces, brave soul 🙏

Columbina: Oh Lordy she’s scary. Don’t mess with her, for your safety. She would mostly ignore you, but if you keep picking a fight, you will never be seen again. Why would you do this to yourself? /lh

Arlecchino: She has zero patience for this. She’ll probably slap you around a bit until you give up. If you’re unlucky, she’ll just kill you. She has no tolerance for bullshit, so good luck with that 🤡

Pulcinella: he’d just banish you lmao. Or demote you, if you work for him. If not, he’ll get security to throw you out. He isn’t very physically strong, but his political influence makes up for it. You will end up in prison. There is no good outcome, but hey, it’s better than ending up dead, right?

Scaramouche: He doesn’t tolerate this either. You’ve probably seen how he treats his subordinates, and you are not an exception. He will beat your ass or kill you with no hesitation. Fly high, soldier 🫡 your sacrifice was a noble one.

Sandrone: NO. Please don’t. Run away. She isn’t even amused by this, she’s just angry. She will turn you into a doll so fast you don’t even feel it. She might even put you on display after as a warning. Again, I must ask, why would you do this to yourself? /lh

Signora: One of the few you can survive with, purely bc she’d just roll her eyes. She might punish you with a ton of work or physical punishment, but you will probably make it out alive. Probably. Hopefully.

Pantalone: He will bankrupt you. No hesitation, no delay. He doesn’t tolerate people trying to come after him, physically or in any other kind of way. He won’t kill you tho, thank god. Just teaches you a lesson in economics (aka “If you challenge me again, I will rob you of everything you have”).

Tartaglia: Arguably the safest option. He’ll gladly take your challenge and offer to spar with you to settle things. You will most likely lose, since this man is like a living hurricane, but hey, you won’t die. He’ll stop before he kills you bc “this is a friendly challenge.” If you impress him, you might gain a friend out of it! Still, don’t do it, for your own health and safety…

[sharkface-daydreams]

Ficwip's Word game wednesday: Impress

found one snip from a Stassney-lives au right in the opening paragraphs lol and a very much unfinished Sharcus xmas schmoop I was writing for myself :3c

The two mercenaries paused the conversation at a low groan from the corner. One of the 'corpses' was waking up with an enormous headache.

Felix huffed an incredulous laugh. "Holy shit, he survived that?" He sounded gleefully impressed. 

Stasney blinked in the light as Felix leaned over him. His drowsy face broke into an elated smile.

"Hey, Felix," he croaked, "Mornin' already?"

Felix snorted. He knelt down and ran his gauntleted fingers through Stasney's disheveled hair. The guard melted into the touch, blinking heavily. "It's not morning, Stas. You got knocked out, buddy. Actually it's kind of impressive you survived that because the crack when you hit the wall was just…. woof." Felix shook his head dramatically and laughed. "It shoulda snapped your spine."

Stasney was beginning to look alarmed. "Oh, damn." Locus scoffed and motioned to Felix.

"Stop messing around. We have important things to attend to, Felix," he growled. "Get rid of him."

"Well just hold your horses, Locus," Felix said suddenly, standing and turning around. "Maybe we could use him. He's obviously capable of taking a hit." He angled his helmet meaningfully at Locus. "And we could always use more bodies."

"Bodies… fer what?" 

Locus' helmet snapped to him and Stasney could actually feel the distasteful glare through the opposite visor like radiation heat. "He's going to have a concussion from the impact and will likely be more of a liability than a boon."

"So we'll let the medics look at him," Felix said nastily, starting to lose his temper. "We already lost a lot of men from the purge."

"You're ridiculous." Locus' sigh was a blizzard of static through his helmet. "Do what you want," he growled, "but if he gives us any trouble, I'm killing him."

Stasney's eyes were wide, but Felix turned back to him, seeming smug. "Welp, let's get you down to med bay, huh? Locus, I trust you can handle sorting out the rest of… that?" He gestured vaguely at Aiden as he steered Stasney out the door.

---

"Well, I'm impressed, Fishstick. I thought for sure this project was a bust." Terrence stares at him incredulously and gestures at the workshop around them. "Yeah, yeah, I know you build shit but glass breaks into a million fucking pieces. I figured if it happened at all it'd be the world's most tedious jigsaw puzzle."

"Well, that's not wrong," Terrence said quietly, glancing at the half-assembled ornament on the bench. "But it's worth doing. It means a lot to Sam."

Isaac gave him a patronizing face. "You saps really got it bad for each other, huh?"

"Jealousy's a bad look, Gates."

Isaac laughed. "Trust me, it's not jealousy. More like pity."

"Get the fuck out of my shop," Terrence grumped.

"Honestly, you old curmudgeons deserve each other," Isaac laughed, his eyes catching on a flower-shaped object lying on another table. It appeared to be made out of repurposed shell casings.

"Don't touch it."

"I wasn't going to," Isaac said, rolling his eyes. "I'm just looking."

"... fine."

"Sam would get a kick out of this."

"Good. I'm making it for him."

[hex-rex]

shock for the word writing thing (i KNOW I already sent one but I'm a bit obsessed w the stuff uve been coming up w and I wanna see more 😗✌️🤳)

"HELP!" the woman shouted, fear ringing through her whole body. She was racing through a... cave? Mansion? Oh, she didn't have time to check.

She could hear the heavy footsteps of whatever that... thing was behind her, relentlessly tracking her down.

No eyes, just a mouth and the biggest ears known to man. No wonder it heard her so easily.

She slid behind a stack of rocks, giving a big deep breath in and holding it as the thing stomped nearer and nearer.

She looked around for an escape, but instead... saw a knife.

It was short, yes, but sharp- and had an attractive curve to it.

She wasn't thinking. It was pointless. She knew that. But... It was her only chance.

She grabbed the knife, letting out an ear-ringing scream as she pounced atop the grey beast and began slicing away.

Blood splattered all over her face, her clothes, and she didn't stop- not even when the beast hit the ground and stopped his twitching.

She let out one last scream before standing up, panting heavily.

And then she began laughing.

She laughed so hard tears began building up in the corner of her eyes.

She'd done it! She's finally safe!

Or so... she thought.

Before another came up behind her, picking her up and killing her.

That's when the man stepped out from a hidden door nearby, the simulation dissolving around him.

He let out a sigh. Someday, he'll have a child that will live. Someday, they'll prove worthy of leaving to the outside and saving humanity.

Afterall, shock was the worlds greatest teacher.

[fiight-or-fliight]

∞ ^_^

"well, fight or flight, I'd rather die than have to cry in front of you"

[beachsideufo]

a strange internet phenomenon 2

[inkskinned]

in internet posts it is easy to cut them out of your life. they are hurting you! they aren't listening to you!

they held your hair back. they lent you lipstick. they held your hand at the train station and got you home safe. they rounded on your bully, got loud, said get fucked, spitting-mad in your defense.

they also cut the hair off again. told you that you should really think twice before wearing something like that. took you for granted. took your insecurities and threw them in your face again.

you know logically it should be easy. all the internet advice comments always read it will feel better. like an equation - if a person is rotten, you just remove them. you pull the tooth that's hurting.

but it was never a big flare-up moment. you don't live in a sitcom. they never tried to take your boyfriend or steal from your apartment. they showed up to birthdays and they wrote songs about you and bring you water without you asking. once you found out they carry an emergency inhaler for you, even though you haven't had an asthma attack in years - just in case.

where is the line? people fuck up. sometimes they fuck up badly. sometimes people have raw personalities, like a powerline, and being around them is dangerous. addicting. sometimes they can't help themselves, but you know they're trying. sometimes they are just rough-around-the-edges. sometimes they don't even realize how they sounded when they said that. sometimes it's just - you've both loved each other for so long now, the way this thing hurts goes back to the root.

and that's the fucked up part. you have pushed your fingers against the sweetheart of memory. things these days are electric, tense, harrowing. they didn't used to be. there were a lot of good days in there. sometimes you want to just close your eyes and say can this be over yet? do we still need to be fighting?

doing that would give up any chance you get of getting an apology, but you don't always know that you need an apology, you love them. once they flaked on your birthday party. once they told you to get over it, people are always dying. they also let you crash on their couch for a week after the breakup, handfeeding you when you were so sad you couldn't eat. they are also judgmental about everything, occasionally react to banal statements with an attitude that is weird and fiery. they also love you like a lighthouse sometimes, so strong they cut the storm like lightning.

but the problem is that you might be storm. you might be the thing that needs breaking. what if you are two forces who are desperately, horribly drawn to each other, shaped by the other person's passions, and both good for each other and bad in equal measure.

what if you're both just people, and you're no saint neither.

just cut them off! swallowing the saltwater, you catch yourself in the mirror. you've been shaking more than usual. there's an ache in you that is oblique, loud, impossible to soothe. is this what it looks like? when life is "easier"?

your mouth will always have a hole, is the thing, if you remove the tooth.

[hinamie]

some quick jjk eye paintings

[joy-drops]

[beybuniki]

they should go on a fishing trip pt.1

[shepscapades]

[dbhc flavored] Hermit a Day May: Day 14 — Doc!

Featuring both a current-day s10 doc and a verrry early s8 post-deviant doc! :]

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF Vanessa: movie vs game

[rendevok]

“Promise” - a nrmts + trucy comic

This comic is for @metaphorical-goblin for the Nrmts creators server art/fic trade!

[dotcircledot]

stars in her hair

[obsob]

once more around the sun!! :3

[winepresswrath]

one thing I like about tazmuir as an author is that at any given time she will be like "here is a character," and I will think "that's nice, but I don't care. please return me to my beautiful Gideon" and then she'll be like "no. look at this other character under a microscope. they are so fucked up and full of love in such specific ways. probably they are bad at sex also." and I make a shocked face and welcome them into the pantheon in my heart, still waiting to hear from my beautiful gideon, at which point tazmuir will show me another character. and then.