#mutant busters brutux

[hugsandchaos]

Remember Mutant Busters? Good, because I have an idea to share!

Remember how they started growing carrots? I have an idea that Sheriff’s the most experienced (so despite not liking it, he’s the best at this chore), but the others, not so much. Their frequent mistakes in something he’s done for so long that it’s obvious to him combined with his already irritated attitude might make him mad enough to drive them off to let him do it out of frustration. Surprisingly, Brutux is the only one who can avoid this because he’s rather interested in learning about what Sheriff can teach him and is going to try going back to the library to see if he can find a book to help him learn even more. He asks questions and follows his lead very well. He almost makes the chore a little enjoyable for Sheriff.

[spinningbagel]

To be fair, it was a joke to begin with

See, I've even got proof

(Someone please stop letting me have free will)

[polarized-here]

[lakewood-loser]

I need to stop getting obsessed with this show like every 2 years

Also no I refuse to save the actual image file instead of screenshoting it it looks cooler I think

[dem0nguy]

RAMBLETIME 2 (the electric boogaloo)

I’ve decided to ramble about what I headcannon these sillies religions to be.

Why?

Honestly idk im just bored

Sheriff - He was raised Christian, but sometime in between moving to the army base and the Big Fart happening, he lost his faith and now he’s atheist.

Shooter - He’s Jewish, still is. Why? Idk I just think it fits him. (He celebrates Christmas with La Résistance bc spoiler, none of them are actually Christian and they just celebrate it as a token to the pre-apocalypse world. Everyone else also celebrates Hanukah with him :3)

Brutux - Agnostic and has made offerings to every God in existence at least once. (Did any of them work? We’ll never know)

Dr. White - Has religious trauma from Christianity so now he’s atheist XP

Vegan-Su & BP - White raised both of them to be tolerant of all other religions, but didn’t raise them to believe one in particular. So Vegan-Su is atheist and BP is agnostic.

Apocalipsis & Katani - Both actually have a canon religion, not sure what it’s called but they worship the Cat God of Marshal Arts.

Valley Claire - Christian, but shes one of the good ones dw guys

[blossoming-sun]

Surprise, more art! This time it’s the silly Billy trio!

These three are the silliest I love them so much lmao

Also drew sheriff without a ref so sorry if I screwed up the design

[lunagame]

Ok yk what??? I'm gonna just gonna tell you a story called Ryan game!

Cuz I can!!!

(Mutant busters <Luna game> AU)

(⚠warning...⚠ BAD GRAMMAR, BAD STORYTELLING, MENTIONS OF BLOOD/DEATH AND SOME SWEARING!!! I'm gonna ruin you people's childhood... 😈😈😈)

Ryan was trying to get some fresh air or smth, he saw brutux there

Brutux:"Oh hey Ryan sorry I can't really talk right now because I'm looking for my books!"

Ryan: uh... How did you lost them???

brutux: idk, its probably here somewhere!

Ryan: I pretty sure you'll find all of them eventually!

*walks around and see vegan-su there*

Vegan: oh hey Ryan

Ryan: oh hey, have you any chances to see a book anywhere???

Vegan: A book??? Was it from brutux?

Ryan: uh yes-

Vegan: figured, cuz I did found a book laying on the ground somewhere, I already have it! You should probably give it to him right away.

Ryan: thanks!

*walks to brutux*

Ryan: found one of your books!

Brutux: thanks! But there's more that is missing...

Ryan: oh!...

Brutux: do you think you can gather the other ones???

Ryan: sure! How much books left???

Brutux: 50-

Ryan: ARE YOU KIDDING ME- 💀🔫 sorry, ill find it!

Brutux: thanks!!!

*Ryan looks for 49 books, but the last book looked awfully strange... It looked really dark and shadowy and it looked very cursed... It kinda frightened Ryan...*

*then he walks up to brutux*

Brutux: thanks for finding my books!!! OH THAT REMINDS ME!!! your brother is looking for you, you should probably go to him to see what's he's up to!

Ryan: o- ok...

vegan: hey Ryan sheriff is look for yo~.... NEVERMIND, pretty sure brutux told you!

*then he sees his brother, the one who wears a star and has a ginger hair... AH WHO AM I KIDDING YOU KNOW WHO IM TALKING ABT!!! ITS SHERIFF OBVIOUSLY!!! but let's see what he needs, but something weird just happened when Ryan just went up to him...*

sheriff: OH HEY RYAN, I WAS LOOKING FOR YOU BRO!!!

Ryan:...

Sheriff: so I was thinking... We should have a brother and me time, since we haven't hang out in a very long time!!!!

Ryan:...

Sheriff: ITS GONNA BE SO FUN AM I RIGHT RYAN!?

Ryan:...

Sheriff: uh... Bro???

Ryan: *stares at him*...

Sheriff: Ryan??? Bro... Are you ok???

("Kill him... Kill him.... KILL HIM NOW!!!")

Ryan: i- I'm so sorry little brother...

Sheriff: *gasp and screaming in pain*

(cuts and blood starting to pop out)

Ryan: *gasp into tears*

Sheriff: b-bu-but why???... *fells*

Ryan: no... WHAT HAVE I DONE!!!... *screaming, and gasping into tears*

After a little while he couldn't slept for a while and started to have... Nightmares...

But....

Sheriff: ;%:*;*:";*:TH!$ !$NT ØV3R BR∅TH3R;":*;;*;"

(This is from like Luna game 0, Luna game 0 was a prequel to Luna game 1, so ill probably make a 1st part of Ryan game story since this is kinda like a pilot yk??? Lmao! 😭💀🔫)

[hugsandchaos]

It’s my understanding that crack ship means randomly putting two characters together, usually for sh!ts and giggles. So here’s mine! I wonder if I’m going to regret this...

Dr White: So, have you ever had a special lady?

Brutux: Not in the romantic way. I’ve had friends who were important to me, but I’ve never found anyone attractive.

Sheriff: *walks past them carrying a big barrel* Excuse me, gentlemen.

Brutux: ...I stand corrected.

Because scary bookworm motorcycle guy and sarcastic, adventurous (probably a little reckless) dad joke-loving farm boy. Bookworm guy carrying injured farm boy and farm boy fighting tooth and nail not to be carried. Farm boy showing bookworm how to befriend crows (farm boy is still their favorite).

[spinningbagel]

so im currently avoiding the task that is writing the second chapter of the Isles story so I'm rambling a bit. About the Isles yes,,, but also about MB cuz they're on the mind simultaneously.

Specifically, it's about what the MB cast would have as a base & their magic in the Isles because my two interests are merging again.

okay, okay I'll actually talk now.

So Sheriff up first. for him I was originally thinking a bird of sorts, specifically an Australian king parrot. Though I didn't end up going with it and instead decided on a red fox. Not just because he's a ginger (though, that was a large reason to my choice/J) but also if you've ever seen the portrayal of red foxes in media you'll know that they're often painted as thieves- I hope you see where this is going- so I though it'd make sense to make Sheriff have a red fox base because well, he is referred to as a thief in the show.

And for magic, I could've stuck with the whole 'red' theme I've got going on and chose fire magic for him but no, we like switching things up here. Anyways I picked rain magic for him which is basically the ability to create rain when and wherever. like a toned down version of Leo's magic given the fact he can't make storms- just rain. Also his magic spark would be a light blue.

Shooter next, his base was the easiest to come up with. I wanted him to be a sea creature of sorts, my only question was just "which one?" I would like to say it was a difficult choice but I was pretty dead set on my first option, that being an axolotl. Now, there's not actually a reason for this, it just exists. And I personally think it's great and anyone with a different opinion can fight me/j

In terms of magic I think he'd have land magic but specifically rock magic which basically just means he can throw around rocks and dirt. again, no actual reason for this choice. It just somehow seemed fitting for him. Also yellow magic spark, similar to Leo's just leaning closer towards caution tape yellow.

Now onto Vegan. And I will admit her personality was a huge factor when I decided she was going to be a wolf, specifically an Alexander Archipelago wolf. idk I think they're pretty. But yeah, the only reason I decided on this was because of her personality in canon.

For magic I think her magic spark would be a darker grey, much darker than Sapphires (who I don't think I have shown the spark for) and her actual magic would be fire. Any reason for this? no. Did I want to give at least one character fire magic? yes. also dark grey fire sounds badass. you wouldn't even notice it in the dark.

Now you'd think I'd have BP's and Vegans bases the same, but no! they are different!! I have explained this, it's a 50/50 chance of you have the same base as either of your parents so him and Vegans bases aren't guaranteed to be the same. which they aren't. That being said, he is the resident bird man™ he's a raven but would probably enjoy making his wings all colourful with (safe to use) dyes

For his magic, I didn't really have a clue as to what he'd have but eventually settled on wind magic. Kinda like Ryan's (Isles Ryan, not MB Ryan) just a few notches weaker (like 6 notches weaker) and his magic spark would be bright orange, just cuz I think he's a bright and colourful guy but didn't want to use yellow again :3

Dr. White is the second resident bird man™ uh yeah no. He's the source of BP's very awesome wings- so he's a raven himself idk. I just really wanted him to be a bird man because it seems so him.

His magic would be levitation of objects (he can make people levitate, it just takes a bit more effort to do so) mainly because I think it'd be a useful thing for him to have. He could just,, have his work follow him everywhere idk yall.

And finally, Brutux. I decided on a polar bear. Not sure why- which is my main reason for 99% of my choices. but anyways. he's a polar bear so he'd actually live quite a bit away from everyone else because of his preference of colder climates (In the isles, climates are like their own mini kingdoms but are still below the three main rulers who technically rule the entire part of the world that fits their title {land, sea & sky} if that makes sense to anyone who isn't me) but yeah no, he'd live further away and would only visit during the season of the sea when it is much, much colder.

For magic, Brutux would prolly have snow magic which is just like,, creation of snow. kinda basic and plain because of his animal base but this is my oc world so fight me/J and also, his magic spark is red. not like, blood red or anything; something a little softer than that.

anyways. this took way too long to type and I'm regretting my choices but thank you for coming to my ted talk.

[spinningbagel]

Do you have any headcannons for Brutux?

Mm not really unfortunately </3 he's just not really a character I think about often enough to develop any headcanons for him. I really need to rewatch the show (again) and come up with one or two for him.

[spinningbagel]

Ok I got another one, this time about your Homeless AU. It’s more of a general question about the characters than about one specific character but yeah.

After they kicked Sheriff to the streets, did they ever miss him/feel bad about doing that?

You're answer for that would be yes! Or at least some did.

Shooter 100% felt bad, he wasn't really in favour of giving Sheriff the good ol' boot but in the end, majority voted to do so so he either had to go with it or follow in Sheriffs footsteps. And despite feeling bad, a safe place to live where he wasn't struggling to stay afloat and survive was ranked a bit higher than Sheriff.

Dr. White absolutely did, despite voting in favour of kicking out Sheriff. He regretted it yes, but he had to think logically. There was no way he could risk it. The mission was too important. This was the one way they could save the world. The one way they could help Sheriff. He does subtly help Sheriff out however to somewhat make up for it. I think I talk about it in a post somewhere.

Vegan? Not really. Her mind was on the mission and the mission only. She couldn't have someone like Sheriff potentially jeopardise it.

BP is more or less the same as Dr. White, without the addition of help Sheriff out subtly. He's just highly conflicted about the whole thing. He would've preferred if Sheriff could've stuck around.

Brutux is practically on par with Vegan although he's willing to admit that it was a bit of a shitty thing for them to do, leaving Sheriff out there alone without a means to protect himself or keep himself alive, pretty much forcing him to succumb to the mutation.

So yeah, enough guilt to go around for everyone!!! Homeless is one of my favourite Aus and I don't talk about it as much as I'd like so I appreciate the ask!!!!

[spinningbagel]

RAAAA HELLO I HAVE AN ACTUAL POST!1!1!1!

anyways. These too wayyyy too long but im very happy to share them now that they're all done

so these are for the story you may or may not be aware im (yet to start) writing based off the Youtube series: Escape the Night and if you know anything about EtN then you know that players have these "tarot" cards used in voting which is what these resemble. Or are supposed to anyways.

So this is basically me showing ya'll who's actually in the story. Should mention that the last two are Verruca and Wart made into humans (to the best of my abilities)

thats all i've got really, do what you will woth these and I'll see ya'll soon hopefully 🫡🫡

[dem0nguy]

RAMBLETIME 4 (I somehow have more)

We’re rambling about Brutux fellas!

This man needed so much goddamn explanation for his backstory that we just never got…

First off, he’s like, a fuckin gang leader. And that’s just completely glossed over.

HE RUNS A FUCKING GANG FOR BOOKS!!!

And he very clearly has a HUGE influence in the post-apocalyptic world. Like he created a whole monetary system based on credits and bartering. Where you can turn in treasures to him or others affiliated with the gang in turn for credits or goods.

Such as the bartender in the first episode. He mentions Sheriff not having enough credits to pay for food, so Sheriff gives him a rubber duck to pay for it. The bartender then tells him “But this doesn’t settle your debt with Brutux.” Then throws the duck into a vault.

When that vault is destroyed, and the bartender goes to Brutux to tell him that, Brutux sends him to the dungeons to be tortured. When Joe questions him about his decision he says, “I’m the biggest smuggler on this cheek. I can’t let anyone make a fool of me.”

So my guy is REALLY important in this world, and he knows it too. So why tf did he drop everything to join a ragtag team of people trying to make the impossible happen??

Honestly I headcannon that he’s actually still part of the gang, he’s still leading it while also being part of La Résistance.

It would be interesting to have seen a concept like this explored in the show, and to see Brutux reach out to his gang for help every now and then. Or for the others to question his true intentions, because everyone in this world likely knows of Brutux at the very least.

I also think he stuck around because of Dr. White. Cause that’s like his idol, and hanging out with him has probably been Brutux’s dream since he started reading.

When Brutux was a kid we know he was in a gang, I think his parents were also in a gang and that’s how he got affiliated with them in the first place. His parents probably died at some point and left him on his own, so he joined a ragtag kid gang. Then we know he created his own gang sometime after that when he fell in love with books. He kept growing that gang until the Big Fart, and then modified it to center more around finding artifacts than books. He gradually gained influence over the post-apocalyptic world, and that leaves us to the present day.

Now ima just move on to some basic headcannons that I don’t feel like writing paragraphs about:

- he tall fella (~6’2)

- has had several identity crises (both about his sexuality and his general existence)

- loves using big vocab words just bc he can

- taught himself French, Latin, Italian, and a little Greek

- has French heritage

- Has survived three assassination attempts, one of them left him without an eye.

- Always wanted to open a school, but the apocalypse crushed that dream

- writes in a diary (he starts every page with “dear diary”)

- is a homosexual

- he wears makeup, not a lot but enough

- loves listening to Dr. White talk about his hyperfixations

- might have a crush on Dr. White (he would never admit it)

Overall Brutux is a really interesting character. I just love the concept of him being a gang leader for the soul sake of getting books. I haven’t seen anything like that anywhere else, we usually get “tough guy but softie” or something like that. But Brutux isn’t a softie, he’s a tough guy, he just likes books.

He isn’t judged for it either, except by Sheriff, but I don’t think Sheriff can even read in the first place…

He’s also a theatre kid, and like, I love that. He’s a big guy who loves dancing around a stage essentially playing pretend and that just fits him so well. <3

Unrelated but in the episode “Grandma’s Cookbook” Brutux pretends to be a french girl while shirtless?? And like, Ms. Paper just goes with it?? I mean, ally Ig slay

Ok I think that’s all I got :D

( @spinningbagel I GOTCHU HOMIE TAKE SOME HEADCANNONS!!)

[dem0nguy]

Christmas was in full swing at La Résistance headquarters; halls decked with garland, windows adorned with festive curtains, Christmas tree garnished with homemade ornaments.

And all eight of La Résistance’s members, finishing up the decor in the rec room.

Well, all eight of them were in the rec room, but not all eight were decorating.

It was really just Vegan-Su doing all the work, Apocalipsis helping to reach the high places whenever needed.

Brutux and Dr. White sat on the couch, in front of the fireplace/TV playing a video of a crackling fire, listening to Christmas music.

BP and Katani had taken mistletoe, stuck it to a stick with fishing line, and gone around holding it above peoples heads trying to get them to kiss.

Shooter would be lying if he said it wasn’t hilarious

Sheriff was goofing off, per usual. Wandering from person to person, cracking a joke, throwing an insult, getting punched in the face by Vegan-Su when the mistletoe made its way over to them, accidentally breaking an ornament, getting tangled in the Christmas lights—The list could go on.

But Shooter didn’t care about how long the list was, he just cared about the man behind it.

Sheriff, he loved him—

No he didn’t love him. He couldn’t love him. But god did he love him anyways.

Sheriff, and his bright orange hair like that of a fire; drifting out and up, sending scalding embers of his personality wherever he went. Sheriff, and his elegant teal-blue eyes that glow brighter than ice shining in the morning light. Put side by side you wouldn’t be able to tell the difference between the two, their beauty unparalleled in the great expanse of winter.

But Shooter could tell the difference.

Shooter knew the deepness of Sheriff’s eyes, like the sky, infinite and beautiful. Full of possibility. He knew the gentle touch of his lightly tanned skin; from the few times Sheriff had sought comfort in Shooter’s arms.

He knew Sheriff’s cockiness, how much of an idiot he could be sometimes. How he could fuck up so badly, yet make it out fine. How he could be so dumb, yet have everything work for him.

But Shooter loved it. He loved everything about Sheriff, from his dumbassary to his sweet giddy smiles.

He only wishes he actually could love him.

Shooter sighs, staring out the window he placed his menorah in. The menorah that Sheriff, had gotten for him. (Alongside enough candles to last all of Hanukah, which makes Shooter doubt that Sheriff had actually found this all on his own.)

“Hey Shoooooooter!” The man in question saunters toward him. Ready to continue his antics.

“You look reallllllll lonely over here you know,” Sheriff teases, “Why don’t you stop being uh…” He thinks for a moment, “damn it, Brutux what was the word again?!”

Shooter can hear Brutux sigh from the other side of the room, “A Debbie Downer?” “What he said!” Sheriff smirks.

Shooter rolls his eyes. He’s such an idiot… “I ain’t bein’ a ‘Debbie Downer’ Sheriff. I’m just thinking.”

“Mhm, bout what?”

Shooter shrugs, red tinting the tips of his ears. You “Nothing much.”

They stare out the window together, barren desert wasteland surrounds the headquarters. It looked the same year round, no matter where you went.

And most of the time, it was hot. Hotter than you’d think it could ever get. The Big Fart sped up climate change, and it hadn’t snowed since then, but it still got fairly chilly this time of year.

Proof of that was last night, up on the roof, when Sheriff pressed into Shooter’s side for warmth against the bitter darkness.

It still made his heart flutter to think about…

“Lovely weather we’re having huh?” Sheriff interrupts his thoughts.

“Beautiful weather,” Shooter chuckles, ��Should be expecting snow any day now!”

Sheriff laughs with him, “Man! I can’t remember the last time I saw snow.”

“Neither can I.”

“You lived in the city, didn’t you?”

Shooter nods, “Yeah, our snow weren’t as clean as what you’d get out in the rural parts.”

“You’d be surprised.” Sheriff shrugs, “I remember one time I was playing with the pigs out in the snow, and I swear not five minutes later, all of that snow became mud.” He chuckles, “Ryan came out after a while to play too, and made a point to tell me not to eat the muddy snow. But I think it was a little too late for that…”

Sheriff exhales a reminiscent sigh that begs for the past to come back to him. “I miss that farm, the pigs, and Ryan…”

“Hey, don’t be a Debbie Downer!” Shooter teases, eliciting a smirk from Sheriff.

“You’re right! It’s the season to be jolly after all!” He laughs, before frowning again. “I just wish he was still here…”

Shooter puts a gentle hand on Sheriff’s shoulder. He flinches at the sudden touch, before leaning into it. “You got us Sheriff,” Shooter tries to comfort him, “You got us.”

Sheriff nods, “Thanks Sho—“ mistletoe smacks him in the face.

“Whoops! Sorry!” Katani laughs, moving the mistletoe stick.

Sheriff and Shooter share a confused glance, before looking up.

SHIT—OH MY FUCKIN—SHHHHHHHIITT

Shooters face is what most accurately displays his reaction; bright red. And he knew it too.

“Come on guys, it ain’t gay to kiss your homies!” BP encourages, giggling with Katani.

Sheriff awkwardly laughs, “I mean, he’s right you know?” Shooter doesn’t dare look at him.

Looking at him would make Shooter want to kiss him.

“Come on Shooter, I’m not that bad of a kisser! Swear on it!” Him and his cocky personality, back at it again…

Shooter looks him in the eye, and fucking shit. That was a bad idea. He wanted to disappear into the teal universe that was Sheriff’s eyes, disappear forever in something so beautiful, that it made him a blushing, red, sweaty, shaky, mess.

Every time he dared to meet his gaze.

“Shooter?” Sheriff’s voice draws him out of his mind, prompting him to absentmindedly take a step forward. “Hey I mean, if you don’t wanna do this it’s cool you kn—“

He kissed him.

He actually kissed him.

Only for a split second before pulling back and awkwardly laughing, “You ain’t that bad of a kisser Sheriff, no worries!” He takes a step back, “Ima uh… head off now.”

He hastily walks out of the room, leaving Sheriff in shock, BP and Katani cackling to themselves, and not a single other soul bothered.

Except himself of course.

Because holy shit, he kissed him.

End

I did it yet again, I wrote us some SheriffxShooter content. I was originally gonna make it more fluffy, but I wanted romantic tension so that’s what we get :3

Happy Holidays!

[blossoming-sun]

Watch my drawing quality get worse as my lack of sleep increases

[blossoming-sun]

His body had been this way for years. Unnatural. Monstrous. Broken, even.

But he’d gotten used to it. He’d gotten used to the pain. He’d almost accepted that there wasn’t a cure. He could deal with the physical pain, and how much looking at his body made him feel wrong. He could deal with it, if only barely, because his friends were with him. Vegan, who had been through the same things he had (if not worse) and was able to understand his pain. Even though neither of them wanted to talk about it, he took comfort in knowing that he wasn’t alone.

Shooter, his only other friend, was there to distract him with his dumb jokes and video games. He was good at sneaking around, and was quite literally the breadwinner of the group. He got distracted easily and was hard of hearing, but he was also the only person who could cheer him up on a bad day. Without the two of them, Sheriffs world would be a lot darker.

And now he was going to kill them both.

The mutated parts of his body were glowing in the same way that cursed stone glowed- he could see the light shining through his chest and arm out of the corner of his eyes. But he couldn’t stop to stare at them. He couldn’t pause for breath, no matter how tired he was.

Because he was hunting.

Against his will, his body was searching for his friends. He knew what would happen when he found them. He would sink his teeth into their throats. They would scream and cry out and beg for him to stop, and he would try his best to save them, but his body wouldn’t listen.

This was terrifying. The most scared Sheriff had been in years- he hasn’t felt such heart-pounding fear since he was a teenager in war for the first time. He has, unfortunately, killed people before (such is essential in war, even if you stay at the base), but that was different. They were the enemy. He didn’t know them. He could pull the trigger and wash away the guilt by convincing himself that he was doing the right thing.

But his friends- that was different. He didn’t want to kill them. He wanted to scream and shout and cry at the thought, but of course, he had no control over his mouth. He was going to kill the only people on the planet he still cared about, and after it, he would be trapped in a body he had no control over for the rest of his miserable life. He would stay as nothing more than a puppet forever.

He focused all his thoughts into getting his legs to stop walking. Something he’d taken for granted all his life was now out of reach. He knew that there was no way for him to save himself now. His fate was sealed, just as it had been since the start of the apocalypse. His only hope now was that his friends wouldn’t be doomed with him.