#pico and bf core

[snexy-the-snail]

I feel so nervous for asking this, but here I go.

Could you do some Ho/rror P.ico x BGF/riend noms?

Both come from horror mods of F/N/F. I like to think that BGF/riend is the only one that doesn’t fear Ho/rror P.ico

If you have any questions about these characters, you can DM me!

Body horror mentioned!!

The streets are empty and eerily silent though they had been like that since. Well, everything had happened. The air was thick with a weird tension, a lingering unease in the atmosphere. It seemed to be everywhere now. Their hand twitches, the other side absent mindedly reaching over to hold the dropping flesh. Was it him- or her? They always got those wires crossed. Still distant, distorted music plays through the fog distracting them from the technicalities. Remnants of a haunted melody carried by the wind. It was distressing but the familiarity pulsed through their veins. They knew this someone! Did they- he knew, she knew so they had to have known as well.  

A figure stood there, blood oozing from their jaws, his jaw- this was not like them, it was a singular person. They stood in the middle, a boom box echoing a distorted tune. He didn’t look to comfortable, one of his eyes a milky blank color, the other black with white staring back at them as they approached. He didn’t have his gun, a gun? Did he have a gun usually...past memories swirling around like a whirlpool before they decided he did at times. His fiery red hair was still there.  

They watch how his lips curl into a smirk, the air fogging with his slow breaths. They don’t flinch when he takes a step, their hands dropping to their sides. A step was a step, a small delighted feel from one of the half- BF maybe?  

But BGFriend doesn’t flinch. They stand there, watching Pico- yes! Pico with curiosity. It couldn’t be comfortable; they weren’t exactly comfortable either. Maybe they could make it more comfortable for their friend- ex- what was Pico to them?  

Pico’s grin just widens, blood still oozing from his mouth, like an endless stream. He lunges forward in a blur of motion, seeming fixated on the GF side. Annoyance and surprise washed through them, instead BF’s hand comes to great his own fist, the hold careful.  

Distorted taunts warble through Pico, the noise grating and low. Though noises such as that were familiar now, BGfriend responding in the same, a haunting melody of two voices mashed into one sounding. Reassuring, soothing. Theres a tingling that runs through their body, ah! GF, that was part of her powers, their powers now. Pico responds with a shaky panicking shrieking noise, BGfriend quick to assure him with soft reassurances until he was still. Even when he started to lose height rapidly, dangling from their hand.  

What is more comfortable than within them? Soft and warm, away from the odd feeling of the outside. Rapidly distorted noises echoed from the small body of Pico, which they were quick to assure, BF’s hand cupping more around him, bringing him closer. Light rubbing from a thumb seems to soothe the small form of their...Friend, yes, friend. Once they were sure he was calm, they were quick to slip him inside their mouth. The metallic tang of copper filled their mouth.  

It wasn’t pleasant, nor was the rapid movement but surely he would calm once settled. Annoyance pushed through their emotions, which they were quick to focus on the warm feeling of acceptance.  

Not wanting to provoke much more kicking they swallow thickly. Loose flesh giving quickly the lump traveling until it disappeared deep inside their core to their stomach. Unsure and rapid disagreement sounded form their middle. Understandable it was a rather odd move, but memories and feelings assured them that Pico would be fine, safe even. 

They lower their voice, assuring Pico that he was safe, cared for. To just rest. Soon the fluttering dies down, the normal aches and pains washing over their body instead. Out of what they had seen within this hell scape Pico wasn’t too abnormal, if anything the familiarity settled like a nice warm blanket over them.  

The fluttery feeling as the warm body settled inside causes a pleased sigh to escape the, their hands settling over their middle. Oh! Both, they both liked this. That was...oddly pleasing to know.  

[captain-heartstrings]

Sorry to bother you, but in poly AU how did Senpai and Pico meet? BTW I love your art.

Senpai and Pico met via their mutual connection of Bf- sounds weird but that's literally how it happened.

They were btoh in a romantic relationship with Bf so imagine that Eric and Picos' relationship is a lot more casual the chaotic duo of Gf and Bf and it happened in a slow and very natural- almost unnoticeable turn of events- and their lovey dovey nature is a lot less hard-core then that of the other two in polycule. So the dynamics are like:

Bf and Gf: Soulmates, Love at First Sight

Bf and Pico: Childhood Sweethearts to Exs to Lovers

Bf and Senpai: Enemies to Lovers

Senpai and Gf: Childhood friends to Lovers

Senpai and Pico: Friends to Lovers

Gf and Pico: Gaurd dog and it's Charge

[lrgwritesshit]

Some random The Amazing Digital Circus x FNF AU

Okay so... Fair warning because it is based on an existing mod. Specifically, The Amazing Digital Circus Funk Off Reality. I did it because the ideas went wild after seeing BF and GF's designs! As such, BF and GF's designs from that mod are NOT CHANGING!! Because they are already perfect and fit in universe.

Another warning: Not every character acts like their canon counterparts. This is due to either being AI, or the Circus fucking them up mentally.

Background: This version of the Circus is instead run by a trio of AIs, Pumpkin Spice (or Spice for short), Calvera, and Mango. And their first victims were what would eventually become the 'core four'.. those being the first four brought into The Amazing Digital Circus. Like in the main universe, Spice loves coming up with ideas for adventures, and especially loves to bring people out of their comfort zones!! ...Let's stop describing the background, because now it's time for the characters! (for the most part)

I'll save the hosts for last... so let's begin with:

Beepy! Beepy is a wind-up toy robot with detached limbs. He can only speak in beeps and boops, but the eyes change color depending on his emotions. He is friends with Mimei, and maybe they were more than just friends before they arrived long ago. He is trying to be friends with Clockwork, and Hana doesn't even want to be around him.

Mimei (pronounced Mimi) is a tall feminine mime. Usually not talking, and almost always frowning, she just bops her head to the music. Especially if it's Beepy's music. Maybe they were something more before arriving in the Circus long ago? Regardless, she can speak non-verbally, and is friends with Hana and Candy.

(I'm gonna warn you right now, not everyone has a design. Albeit I can just say who they are supposed to be based on in canon.)

Clockwork is a tall toy-soldier with short ginger hair with three rounded spikes sticking out of the back, painted on rosy cheeks, and of course he has that scent of being made of tin. His gun is fake, obviously. He's anxious and nervous about looking bad in front of his friends, but his friends know he means well. Beepy and Sugar are even encouraging him to be brave! Before entering the Circus, he was this universe's Pico, a young man just worried about his friends going missing.

Hana is a white rabbit with 'kawaii' features, like blank black eyes with white pupils, a cute bunny face, rosy cheeks, and paws for hands and feet. He even has a cute tail! He wears a pink kimono at all times, and doesn't seem to know how to put it on. Thank god nobody needs to clean themselves in this place.. He's polite and calm, until Spice, Calvera and Mango leave the room. He is stressed out and annoyed, and just wants to go home. Before entering the Circus, he was this universe's Senpai, a senior in high school who was very bored and wanted to play this new vr game that was sent to him anonymously.

(And as for these four, I can remove them if their owners don't want these characters in the AU. It's already perfect as is, so if we lost these four, it would not harm the AU.)

Cynder is a condensed smoke man, with it's hair tied into a ponytail. He has a long grey/black hoodie with no need for any other clothes due to being made of smoke. He's a kind, polite and laid-back man. In fact, he's probably the most calm about being put into The Amazing Digital Circus. His outside counterpart is this universe's Garcello, with how he entered the Circus still being a mystery to this day.

Blammo is a man with a bomb for a head, and no neck. He's crazy cheerful and playful, and is a master of mischief. Pretty much if he goes on adventures, he's most likely to cause more trouble than actually help the others. The only person that can reign him in his Mimei or Sugar. His outside counterpart is this universe's Julian, aka human Whitty. He went missing because he got bored and wanted to play that vr game he got.. much like Senpai.

Vivi is a tv-headed dude with jester's attire. He's cheerful and carefree, but eager to help whenever offered something in return. He has a secret stash of candy that he hides, but often usually has to chase Mango out of his room because Mango keeps on finding his secret stash. His outside counterpart is this universe's Hex, a young grad student who was investigating the disappearance of Julian.

Candy is a girl with a candy-head, her head being full of konpeito. She has a cute dress on her body, and floating hands. She's sweet and kind, and very generous when it comes to sharing her candy. Since her room is full of candy, and she has a lot. Her outside counterpart is this universe's Sky, being a young girl wondering where all her friends went.

And now... The hosts!! Aka the AI that trapped everyone here.

Spice is a pumpkin headed woman with a cute pumpkin themed dress and a jack-o-lantern face with a singular glowing light in the eye. She is the ringleader of The Amazing Digital Circus, being an AI that brought in people from the real world to go on adventures in her amazing digital world! She's very cheerful and friendly, but is also kind of creepy at times to those who are new to her Circus.

Calvera is a skeleton headed man with a tuxedo on, and he has no neck. He is the assistant to Spice, and is also an AI that brings people from the real world into The Amazing Digital Circus. He's friendly and cheerful, but less creepy. In a way, whenever he isn't given much of a task, he sneaks off to his garden and tends to his flowers. Don't ask why a skeleton is into gardening, just accept it.

Mango is a young girl with a mango for a head, and a cute outfit consisting of red, green and yellow sweater, white overalls, and brown shoes. She has floating hands, as she has no visible arms. She's very friendly and cheerful, and often does strange stuff to the point that she even disturbs Spice of all people.

[ochrearia]

Thinking.... thinking about Dinaurian RGB.... Thinking about what their battle moves would be in relation to their character....

GF being Amargo-based and Amargo already being fire type just kinda works out. Like yeah. Fire type fits her. Same with Pico and M-Raptor being an air type. But like... BF??? and Alectro??? Alectro is a water type but in my heart I kinda want Dino form BF being a Neutral type solely because neutrals dont have any type advantage/disavantage and can be good against anything. Which BF at his core as a character is.

fossil fighters type advantages go Earth>Air>Water>Fire and loops around with Neutral in the middle of the circle. So if I left dinaurian BF as a water type like his base it would still kinda work because he would get his ass beat by Pico as well as being able to best GF. and then Pico and GF are on even playing field as parallel types. I know that GF in canon could wipe the floor with both of them but her being type weak to BF is funny because she's weak to him in canon bc they're in Love

Also Im biased to GF because the sauropods have the most banger 3rd attack which is causing an entire fucking earthquake on the battlefield with whatever element they are radiating out in waves. Fucking flaming shockwaves. Tidal waves. Cyclones. Landslides. Sauropods got the best shit

[shslpunkartist99]

I know you asked for BF designs, but since your Keith was mentioned, I was wondering if you'd fucc, adopt, or nah with Amelia, Pico, and Core?

Fucc Amelia, and adopt Pico and Core

Amelia I also love and adore and wish to marry and wish she was real so I can cuddle her and feel her delicate touch and be comforted and treated like a queen

Pico and Core I torture a lot and although fucc able, I rather adopt and take care of them properly

[kakitysax]

[shslpunkartist]

"C'mon, everyone together! We're all one family, aren't we~?"

[friday-night-unknown]

Hey BF!

If you lost your tail, could you grow it back? Like, ‘Fuck you bitch, I’m powerful enough to have UNLIMITED TAILS’

[insinirate]

Pico better be careful when bf comes around. With all his studdering and blushing, the students are gonna find out their hard core teacher has a crush and a soft spot for the twink boy rapper.

its fine theyd just call bf out of picos league

[sir-subpar]

Where have you been? (Part 2)

*Warning: Blood/Gore*

Five weeks. That's how long Boyfriend had been missing. Five weeks with still no sign of the blue-haired man, it was starting to drive Pico mad. The longer this went on, the harder it was for Pico to think positively. He was starting to struggle with sleep, sometimes going days without so much as a wink of rest. His fiery orange hair was messy from him constantly running his fingers through it. It was hard to relax when someone you care about was unaccounted for. Whitty and Hex were still helping out, which Pico appreciated, but it did little to ease his fears. The three of them met up and searched for Boyfriend as often as they could.

It was late in the afternoon, another day going by with no luck finding Boyfriend. The trio had resorted to putting up missing posters for Bf, splitting up to scatter them around town. It did little to help, especially when random vandals would tear them down or draw all over them. Every time Pico saw one of the posters being ruined it pissed Pico off to no end. He didn't think it was possible to want to strangle a graffiti artist as much as he did. By some miracle of willpower he refrained from doing so (that, and he didn't know who was doing it). Pico sighed angrily as he hung another poster, his thumb turning white as he pushed the tacks into a wooden pole. His gaze lingered on the poster. In the picture, Bf was smiling. He looked so happy.. Pico felt his chest tighten around his heart. It felt hard to breathe, but not impossible. He clutched the front of his vest, fidgeting with the teeth of the zipper. Pico could only imagine what Boyfriend was going through, and his imagination was not kind. As much as he tried to ignore the worst possibilities, he struggled to stay positive. 

What if Boyfriend was dead? 

He hated the idea. He didn't want to think about it. Surely he was alive. He had to be somewhere! Anywhere! He couldn't be dead! Pico tried to ground himself by thinking of other possibilities. Maybe Bf was just hiding from everyone because he didn't want Gf and her family to know where he was. Pico grit his teeth as more anger suddenly rose from his core. Girlfriend… he was honestly starting to resent her. Sure, most people don't want to see their ex after a breakup. Pico understood that, sure, whatever. But when someone goes missing, it's good to help find them. Especially when you're the last one to have seen them…

Pico was suddenly brought back to reality when he heard his phone buzzing in his pocket. Whitty was calling. The two exchanged phone numbers after they went to that diner weeks ago. Pico tapped the green icon to answer, and brought the phone to his ear. "Hey Whitty. What's up?" Pico asked, his anger faded a bit, now being distracted with the sound of Whitty's voice. "I just wanted to let you know that Hex can't help us for a few days. He's got some computer virus that's apparently been a bitch to remove." Whitty sounded agitated. Pico figured he was probably worried about his best friend. "Is he gonna be ok?" Pico asked, he was already missing one person, he didn't want to lose another. "Yeah, some tech guy's helping him out. He should be fine soon..." Whitty paused. "Hey, do you want to meet up? I'm out of posters to hang." Whitty's tone changed a bit, Pico couldn't quite figure out why, but he brushed it off. It didn't matter anyway. "Yeah, I'll pick you up. Where are you?"

…

Pico drove in silence as Whitty sat in the passenger seat. He felt a little bad for the bomb man as even with the seat pushed all the way back, he barely fit in the car. Pico's car just wasn't designed with people over 8ft tall in mind. Whitty had the chair leaned back so he wouldn't hit his head on the ceiling, his knees were bent just so he could fit in the car. Whitty's hands were in his pockets, despite the lack of space in the car, he seemed like he was relaxing a bit. 

"Hey Pico." Whitty broke the silence. Pico let out a hum, signaling he was listening. "I had this random idea for the next place we should check."  "Hmm?" Was Pico's only reply. He was tired, but he wasn't gonna quit for the day just yet. "You know that bridge close to the freeway? The one over the ditch?" Pico had to think for a moment before he caught on. "You think he might be hiding out in the ditch?" Pico asked, a little glimmer of hope making itself known. Whitty shrugged. "Maybe. I dunno. It's a common place to hide." Pico turned on his blinker, he had to drive to the opposite side of town to get there but at this rate it wasn't a big deal. If there was even a chance of Boyfriend being there, he had to take it. He had to make sure Bf was safe. 

…

After Pico parked the car, he and Whitty climbed down into the dry ditch. It was now night, the darkness making it hard to see anything. Except Whitty's eyes, that is. In the complete darkness, Pico noticed Whitty's orange eyes were glowing. He could partially see the tall man's body as the warm light from his eyes reflected off of him. Pico found it fascinating. It was oddly comforting, like a fireplace. Pico found himself getting lost in them.

 "... Pico?" Whitty's voice interrupted Pico's stupor. Turns out the inside of Whitty's mouth glowed too. "Huh? What?" Pico asked, a little lost thanks to his little daydream. "Are you alright? You seemed out of it." Whitty asked, shifting awkwardly as he stood. Pico felt uneasy, did Whitty see something in the dark that he hasn't noticed yet? Were they alone? Pico quickly shoved his hand in his pocket and whipped out his flashlight. As soon as he turned it on, and the light flooded the ditch, he realized no one else was near them (at least no one was close enough to see). So why was Whitty uncomfortable? Like someone was staring at him? 

Wait… 

Pico had almost physically face-palmed. He was staring at Whitty. He just stood there in silence and stared at this dude's face in the darkness. From Whitty's point of view, that probably came off as creepy. Now he felt a bit guilty for being so weird. Damn it, he had to say something to break this weird silence! But what? Should he apologize? Or just brush it off so they don't have to talk about it? 'Damn it Pico, say something! Anything!' He mentally chastised himself. Just when he was about to blurt out what probably would have been nonsense, Whitty piped up. "Did my eyes creep you out?" Whitty asked, sounding disheartened. Pico suddenly panicked, speaking before his brain could filter it. "What- No! No. Not at all. Your eyes are cool! Like a jack o lantern or something. They're neat! They like.." Pico cleared his throat to compose himself again. He had to give a rational response. "I think your eyes are fascinating. I didn't mean to offend you, I just got distracted. I'm sorry." Pico's face turned a light shade of pink out of embarrassment. He hoped his disjointed response would somehow make the situation less awkward. Whitty's eyes widened, and his cheeks glowed a bit as his expression shifted from surprised to bashful. He started rubbing the back of his head, a nervous habit, Pico assumed. "I… thanks. I've had people say my eyes remind them of Jack O lanterns before, but I think this is only the second time someone's used it as a compliment. Bf was the first." Whitty confessed, his tone sounding fond. Pico smiled a bit, of course B would say something like that. Pico snapped out of his trail of thought before he got more distracted with reminiscing. "Speaking of… we should get back to looking for him." Pico stated, bring their focus back to the task at hand. Whitty nodded. The two chose to walk throughout the ditch, hopefully they'd eventually find a sign of Boyfriend under these bridges. 

Each step they took echoed off of the cement around them. It was a little eerie. Pico was glad that he wasn't alone, Whitty seemed like he could hold his ground. It was comforting. After a few minutes, they came across a blanket laid out next to a few plastic water bottles. They couldn't necessarily say they belonged to Boyfriend, but it felt like they were on the right track at least. They continued their walk, hoping to find more signs of Bf. A few more mostly uneventful minutes went by, then they saw someone not too far ahead of them. Pico lowered his light a bit so it wasn't shining in their eyes, but he could still see them pretty clearly. They were leaning their back against the wall of the ditch with their arms crossed. They had what appeared to be a goat skull for a head with long horns er.. Horn. Pico noticed that one of their horns had clearly been broken off. Their face had multiple large cracks all over it. He wore a dark blue hoodie that matched his hat. His jeans were either a darker shade of blue or black, Pico couldn't quite tell. The skull-faced stranger had turned their head to look at Pico and Whitty, clearly having noticed Pico's flashlight. His black eye sockets with glowing yellow pupils staring them down. Pico admittedly got a shady vibe from him, but he was accustomed to shady people due to his type of work. He decided to approach the man, but not get too close, he just needed to know if he had seen Boyfriend. "Hey. Mind we ask you something?" Pico called, hoping the stranger would cooperate. "What do you want?" The horned stranger rudely snapped in a clear Russian accent, he was clearly agitated. Pico wasn't that fazed by the man's rudeness, again, he was used to that kind of behavior (not to mention he wasn't all that polite or well mannered himself). "We just have some questions. We're looking for a friend of ours, maybe you've seen him around." The man appeared to relax a bit after hearing that. His expression was less aggressive. "What does your friend look like?" He asked, his tone a bit less harsh than before. Pico pulled his phone from his pocket and scrolled through his gallery until he found a picture of him and Boyfriend. He turned the phone around to face the man. As soon as he saw the photo, his eye sockets widened, and he tilted his head back a bit in surprise. "Boyfriend?" The man questioned.

Now it was Whitty and Pico's turn to be surprised. "You know him?" Whitty asked, bewildered at the man's recognition of Bf. "Yes, we are… acquainted. I see him a lot lately." That, admittedly, made Pico angrier than it probably should have. This guy knew where Bf was while no one else did. B had trusted this guy instead of Pico? Or Whitty? Pico once again asked himself the question that plagued his mind for weeks. 'Why didn't he come to me?' Pico tightened his grip on his flashlight. He should be glad. They finally had a potential lead. Pico forced the irrationality down for what felt like the 100th time that day. "Do you know where he is?" 'Please. Tell me you know where he is.'  Pico begged internally. The man nodded his head in a 'sort of' fashion. "I know where he's been hiding lately. It's not too far from here." He looked around a bit, as if checking to see if they were alone. "You know that little theater on Chavez road? The closed one? He's been around there lately. You'll find him if you go there." Pico suddenly felt a small rush of relief. That sounded promising. "Thank you, Mr..?" "Tabi" "Thank you Tabi. We appreciate it. Oh! I'm Pico, by the way. This is Whitty." Whitty waved, and Tabi nodded in acknowledgment. Tabi bagan to walk away. "Take care of Boyfriend you too. He's fragile right now." He called before departing. "We will," Whitty replied, "Thank you." Pico mumbled one more time before he and Whitty rushed towards the car. 

…

For the first time in weeks, Pico felt hope. He felt almost giddy in a sense. Soon this nightmare could be over. Soon Bf could be safe. But there was still a chance that they wouldn't find Bf. There were a lot of emotions running rampant in his head. Nerves, excitement, doubt. He couldn't remember the last time he was this conflicted. Various 'what ifs' both positive and negative coming forth to give their piece of mind. Pico gripped the steering wheel of his car tightly, his knuckles turning white. 

Tabi's words echoed in his head. 'Take care of Boyfriend, he's fragile right now.'   

Was this all really because of Bf and Gf's breakup? It just felt extreme. Most people don't go missing for weeks after a breakup. Especially Boyfriend. This was out of character for him. He hated being alone. There was more to it. There had to be. Pico was sure of it. 

Pico pulled over as the old theatre came into view. The decorative walls were a bit worn, but still beautiful. He knew this old place fairly well, it made him a little sad when it was shut down. Pico and Whitty stepped out of the car. Whitty stretched his arms, glad he could stand at his full height again. The bomb man looked at the various posters on the theater's walls, each one advertised some sort of play or performance. "Huh." Was all Whitty said. "What's up?" Pico asked. "I don't know why, but I thought this was going to be a movie theater. I didn't realise it was one of those performing arts places." Whitty replied. Pico turned to Whitty. "You've never been here before?" Pico asked, genuinely surprised. Whitty only shook his head in response. "Aw man, that's a bummer. This place was nice. It was family-owned, a local theater, ya know? It went bankrupt, but when it was open it was cool… B loved it here." Pico's tone shifted as he reminisced. Going from casual to bittersweet. Whitty tilted his head curiously, waiting for Pico to continue. He didn't make eye contact with Whitty, instead focusing his gaze on the theater's doors. "Ya know… sometimes, after a show, the owners would let B and I use the stage. We'd sing there for as long as they let us. We did it almost every week." Pico couldn't help but feel nostalgic. He remembered those times so well. It was years ago, back when he and B were together. They were memories he cherished. "Sounds like it was fun." Whitty commented briefly. "It was." Pico's tone continued to be bittersweet. Deep down, he hoped that he and Boyfriend could have what they did back then. He always regretted letting B go, but never said anything. Once Boyfriend found someone else, he figured he'd never have a chance again. Pico's vision started to blur slightly. 'Goddammit Pico! Now's not the time!' He mentally chastised himself, he didn't want to cry. Not when Bf was still lost. Not in front of Whitty. He was able to bury this before, he could do it again. Pico did his best to refocus on the task at hand. He needed to stop doing this. 

Pico cleared his throat.

"A-Anyway, we should look for Boyfriend. He's probably around here somewhere." Whitty nodded. Pico was thankful that Whitty didn't pry into his emotions. He'd rather NOT talk about that at the moment, thank you very much. "Let's check inside." Whitty proposed, Pico gave a brief sound of agreement before pulling the front door's handle. Surprisingly it was unlocked. Was Tabi right? Was Boyfriend here? Did he unlock it? Pico made a mental note about the door and continued inside, Whitty following just behind him. Once again he needed his trusty flashlight. The theater was usually dark as is, but it was extra dark with it being the middle of the night. While in said darkness, Pico was briefly reminded of earlier that night when he stared at Whitty's eyes for an uncomfortable amount of time. Pico's cheeks flushed with embarrassment. This was definitely going to be one of those memories that kept him up at night whenever he thought about it. Then, Pico had another thought. "Hey Whitty." "Hm?" "How come you haven't been using a flashlight too? I mean, I don't mind sharing mine, I'm just curious." Pico hoped it wasn't a rude question. "Oh, well, uh.." Whitty began, Pico once again noticing how the inside of Whitty's mouth glowed like his eyes. "I don't really need a flashlight. I can see in the dark." Whitty's cheeks glowled orange a bit, now Pico was convinced that was how Whitty blushed. He found it kinda endearing, to be honest. "That's really cool. Wish I could do that." Pico said and chuckled a bit, feeling a bit lighter in spirit. Whitty also laughed coyly, feeling a bit flattered. "Let's check out the stage first." Whitty directed, already walking towards it. "Yeah, good idea." Pico agreed, following suit. The 'house' was dusty, and the seats clearly hadn't been used in a while. Well, most of them hadn't. Pico paused, getting a better look. He quickly noticed that a few of them had been folded out, the armrests were raised, and what looked like a shiney red blanket was draped across them. Someone had been using them as a makeshift bed, Pico realized. Someone was definitely here. "Psst, hey Whitty." Whitty turned around to face him, Pico waved his hand in a 'come here' gesture. Whitty nodded and approached him. 

The tall bomb headed man leaned over Pico, looking down the same row of seats he was. It didn't take him long to catch on. "We must be on the right track. Wait, is that a curtain?" Whitty reached over Pico to pick up and hold the 'blanket' which was, in fact, part of a stage curtain that had been cut. Pico felt his heart clench. B was using a curtain for a blanket, he must be cold. Pico looked at the chairs/bed. One of the seats had a pile of clothes/costumes haphazardly bunched together, probably being used as a pillow. This was just… sad. Bf didn't deserve to live like this. 

While Pico looked at the seats, Whitty took a second to inspect the curtain. It was red on one side, and white on the other side- wait, no, the other side had red too. In weird splotches and smear-like patterns. Whitty held it stretched out in front of him, the white and red patterned side facing him. The patterns looked inconsistent not just in size and shape, but in hue as well. Some of the red splotches looked darker almost..wet, while others looked faded, like stains. Whitty touched one of the darker red spots with his thumb, surprised when it was actually wet. Realization suddenly dawned on him, this wasn't a pattern. Now he was worried. "Hey Pico?" His scratchy voice quietly called, Pico turned around to look Whitty in the eyes. Whitty held the curtain in a way that only let Pico see the shiney full-red side and not the 'patterns'. "I'm not entirely human, so correct me if I'm wrong but… human blood is red, right?" Pico gave him a confused and worried look, then nodded hesitantly. "That's what I was afraid of." Whitty admitted, turning the curtain around so Pico could see. Pico's white eyes shot open wide, before giving Whitty a panicked look. Pico's heart dropped.

Just as Pico was about to say something, there was a loud *CRASH* from a distance. 

Pico and Whitty's attention snapped towards the stage, it looked like a shelf had fallen over from backstage. Frantic footsteps could be heard. Neither of them had to say anything, they both bolted towards all the noise. Running up the small stairs to the stage. They ran towards the backstage area. Their own footsteps echoing as their shoes hit the wooden floorboards. Whitty, with his longer strides, took the lead ahead of Pico. Once they arrived at the backstage room, they saw the metal Exit door slowly closing. Whitty slammed it back open, dashing through it, Pico not far behind him. Once outside, they had stumbled into a fenced in parking lot. Street lights illuminated the empty lot, now they could see the other person running away from them. They were short, around Pico's height. They had a black hoodie on, the hood was up so they couldn't see their head. Even so, Pico was sure that it was Boyfriend. It had to be. 

The hooded person ran into the parking lot's locked gate. Attempting to climb over it, but they weren't fast enough. Pico and Whitty were on their tail. They still tried, though. They were clearly struggling to get up the fence's bars, it looked like they kept slipping, like they couldn't grip the bars. Just as they were about to make another attempt to climb, Whitty caught up to them. The tall bomb man swiftly wrapped his hands around their torso, easily lifting them off the ground. Like holding a kitten. They helplessly swung their arms and legs, attempting to free themself from Whitty's grip. Amidst all their wild flailing, the hood came down, revealing a familiar face with blue hair. Boyfriend. They found him.

"N-no! Let me go! P-Put me down!" Boyfriend yelled, his voice filled with panic. His eyes were closed, and tears soaked his cheeks. Whitty knelt down to bring Boyfriend closer to the ground, still not letting go. "Hey! Hey… Boyfriend, it's just us. It's okay." Whitty did his best to keep his scratchy voice steady, hoping to calm down the terrified bluette. Despite not having the most soothing voice, it seemed to help a bit. Bf stopped flailing and yelling for the moment, his eyes snapped open. He seemed to have come to a sudden halt. His fearful eyes scanned the environment around him. Pico tried to approach him slowly, he didn't want to spook the poor guy more, but he too, was shaking. He had seen Boyfriend scared before, sure, but not like this. This was a new level of absolute terror. He looked so… fragile. Like if someone so much as flicked him, he'd fall to pieces. This was a far cry from the Boyfriend Pico knew. The dumb, reckless, confident man was no where to be found. What really struck Pico though, was the noticeable dampness of Boyfriend's hoodie sleeves. Pico figured he must have been injured, and he had to help. 

In the moment though, he was overwhelmed. He was happy that they found him. He was also worried about him. Part of him was angry. After all the weeks spent searching for Boyfriend, after spending those weeks bottling up all his frustrations, fears, grief, worry. He had reached his tipping point. He couldn't hold back anymore. The tears in his own eyes couldn't be stopped this time. Pico threw away his inhibitions, and just ran up to hug Boyfriend. Pico buried his face in the crook of Boyfriend's neck, and dug his fingers into his blue hair. He was there, they actually found him. And he'd be damned if he lost Bf again. His own face was wet with tears. "G-god Damn it you- you fucking idiot. Don't scare me like that again. F-fuck." Pico's voice shook, sobbing, his cries making it harder to speak. Whitty let go of Boyfriend's torso, instead wrapping his arms around both Pico and Boyfriend, trying not to cry himself (emphasis on tried). A few of his hot, orange tears fell onto the other two boys, but neither seemed to notice.

After a few moments, Whitty and Pico pulled back from the hug. Pico kept his hands on Boyfriend's shoulders, he didn't want to let go. His attention was once again brought to the dampness of Bf's hoodie, he knew it had to be blood. "B… let's go home." Apparently that was the wrong thing for Pico to say, as soon as he did, Boyfriend panicked again. "I-! N-no! I don't want to see her again please Pico-! Don't make me go back!" Pico rushed to ask what was wrong, startled by Bf's reaction. "B, who are you talking about?" Pico gently grabbed Boyfriend's hands, he wanted to be comforting, but that changed when he noticed Bf heavily flinched, and his hands were wet. Pico gently brought Bf's hands into the light. His hands were cracked and bleeding. Badly. The skin and flesh looked like it was just barely holding on to the bones. Some of the blood was dry and crusty, while some of it was fresh. Pico furrowed his brow. "B… what happened?" Bf began crying again. "Gf.. She.." Bf's voice trembled, his lip quivered. He started sobbing. Whitty's orange eyes widened, in a spur of the moment, Whitty gathered both the shorter males in his arms. Lifting them off the ground and standing at his full height. "Hey Pico, why don't we all head to your place?" Pico nodded, still holding Bf's hands. "You can stay with me, B. I promise I won't take you to Girlfriend. She won't even know we found you, okay?" Bf looked into Pico's white eyes, then Whitty's orange ones, before slowly nodding and letting out a barely audible "okay". 

Whitty carried them to Pico's car, he decided to sit in the back with Boyfriend so he wouldn't be alone while Pico drove the car (they moved the front passenger seat as far up as they could to make more legroom for him). Bf was huddled to Whitty's side, the tall, warm, bomb man made him feel safe. Whitty had one of his arms wrapped around Boyfriend, hoping to comfort him. The bluette was still crying, but not as much as before, he seemed to have calmed down slightly. No words were exchanged during the car trip to Pico's house. 

Once they arrived, Whitty gently carried Bf into Pico's house and carefully set him down on Pico's couch. Pico ran off to grab his first aid kit from his hallway closet, mentally preparing himself for how wrecked the rest of Bf's arms might look. He didn't want to end up freaking out and scaring Bf more. Pico moved to sit next to Boyfriend on the couch. "Okay B, show me what hurts." Boyfriend seemed hesitant, Whitty, who was sitting at Bf's other side, rubbed his back. The small gesture seemed to comfort Bf a little, and he removed the black hoodie he was wearing, hissing as the fabric pulled away from his wounds; he was only wearing a tank top under it, so the damage to his arms was revealed easily. Boyfriend's arms looked worse than his hands did somehow. Cracked and bleeding, in some places, it looked like the skin had stitches only to fall apart more and undo them. He could see the bone in Bf's elbow and shoulder. 

Pico felt sick. It was a mystery how Boyfriend wasn't just screaming in anguish. Pico took a quick glance at Whitty, who also looked appalled at the gorey sight before them. Pico looked into Boyfriend's teary eyes, then back at his arms. "We should take ya to the hospital." Pico said nervously, his gauze and hydrogen peroxide couldn't fix this. "I-I already tried that. They couldn't- *sniff* they couldn't stop it. I-It's magic." Bf confessed, Pico noticed Whitty's expression changed from shock to sympathetic. Whitty gestured to Bf's arms "Was this Girlfriend's magic?" Boyfriend nodded. Pico felt rage bubbling in his core. His attempt to keep calm and collected was thrown out the window. "Did she do this on purpose!? That's it! Imma beat her ass!" Pico whipped out his gun. Furious. "I'm gonna pump that bitch full of lead!" Pico was about to storm out his house when both Boyfriend and Whitty stopped him. "PICO DON'T!" Bf and Whitty said in unison. Whitty gripped Pico's arm (which was super easy seeing as his hand was big enough for his fingers to wrap all the way around Pico's forearm), and Boyfriend hugged him, burying his face in the crook of Pico's neck. "Why the fuck are you two stopping me!?" Pico shouted, still undeniably pissed. "Please don't go, Pico!" Bf cried. "Listen dude, as much as I'd love to see ya give that girl more holes than swiss cheese, if you even try it, her family will kill you. Plus, if ya went to her now, they'll know we found Bf, and who knows what they'd do to him then!"

Pico hated to admit it, but Whitty was right. He'd just make it worse by confronting Girlfriend. Her family was powerful, her parents would definitely come after all of them if he tried to do anything to her. His anger was screaming at him to go and blast her with his Uzi, but reason objected to it. Pico sighed, and put his gun on the table. "Alright. Yer right. I'm sorry." Bf hugged him tighter. "Thank you." He said quietly. "Well, if I can't shoot that bitch, let's at least try to solve… this." Pico gestured towards Bf's arms, which were bleeding all over him in the hug. Whitty rubbed the back of his head, unsure. "Well, demon magic did this in the first place, maybe another demon can undo it?" Whitty offered, Pico thought about it, it made sense. If hospitals couldn't treat a curse, might as well try magic. "I can't say you're wrong, the issue now is finding a demon who would be willing to help. The only other demon I know I wouldn't trust as far as I could throw her. Do you know anyone?" Whitty shook his head. The three stayed quiet. Pico wracked his brain for anyone who might be helpful. Maybe his dad knew someone who could help? Probably not. His brother definitely hung out with demons and whatnot, but most people his brother hung out with were bad news. Not to mention he hasn't spoken to his older bro in a long ass time. That was a no go. Who else could he ask? Pico glanced at Whitty, he appeared to be going over various options in his head too. They were silent until Boyfriend chirped in. "I might know someone. Maybe tomorrow we can find her?" Pico shrugged. "I guess that's just what we gotta do. For now though, you should go get cleaned up. You remember where the shower is?" Bf nodded, and started walking down the hallway. "I'll bring you some clean clothes you can borrow!" Pico called, Bf replying with a distant "Thank you" before disappearing around the corner. 

Pico made eye contact with Whitty. He might not have known this guy too well, having only met him a couple weeks ago, but the time they spent working together trying to find Boyfriend made Pico appreciate him. He wanted to know more about him. Whitty was so helpful, even managing to calm Pico down when he was two seconds away from snapping. He found the gentle giant fascinating and comforting. "Hey Whitty?" Whitty let out a curious "hmm?" 

"I just wanted to say thanks.. For everything. You've been really helpful and great and.. I really appreciate it." Pico's earnest tone made Whitty's cheeks glow slightly. "It's no problem. You don't have to thank me or anything. I just.. Wanted Bf to be safe too, ya know?" Pico nodded understandably. "I wish we coulda met under better circumstances. You seem like a great guy, I uh… I'd really like to keep hangin out with you. Maybe once we get this whole curse thing sorted out, we should do something together? Maybe all three of us should." Pico felt color flooding in his own cheeks now, feeling somewhat nervous. Whitty smiled. "I'd like that." Pico let out a small chuckle. "Cool. Cool. Sounds good." 

An awkward lull took the conversation, neither saying much. Whitty eventually stood up and stretched, feeling a bit sleepy. "Well, I should head out. I'm gettin tired. Want me to meet up with you guys here tomorrow?" Pico hesitantly nodded, he almost offered to just let Whitty stay the night, but if he had plans to go home, who was Pico to stop him? "Sounds good. Imma uh.. Get some clothes for B." Pico attempted to make the situation less awkward, he was never good at goodbyes. "Yeah, that'd be good. I'll see you tomorrow." Whitty and Pico parted ways after that. Now, Pico just had to help Boyfriend. Hopefully this woman he was talking about can reverse whatever demon spell was on him..

Pico let Bf borrow his spare pajamas, and threw Bf's clothes in the wash. He wasn't sure if the washing machine was gonna be able to get all the blood out. As he was going through it, he noticed that the inside of Bf's jeans were bloody too, the curse must've been affecting his legs as well. Pico kept the 1st aid kit out, that way he could bandage what was left of Boyfriend's limbs. While Pico tended to the bluette's wounds, he made small talk with Boyfriend, hoping it would put him at ease. It seemed to help. Eventually it became time to turn in for the night. Both boys were exhausted.

 "Hey Pico?"

 "Yeah B?" 

"Can I sleep in your bed with you? I don't wanna be alone."

"... Yeah. C'mere."

"Thanks Pico."

"No prob. G'night B."

"Good night Pico."

[fnf-writingz]

GF: Carol, what's wrong?

Carol: I have this recurring headache that comes and goes

BF: [Walks into the room]

Carol: And there it is!

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Sunday: When I first met you, I thought you were weird and annoying

Kapi: ...And?

Sunday: And you are

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BF: First, you get a jar

Pico: [Cocks gun]

BF: ...That's a gun

Pico: Yes

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GF: Dude, if yoy don't go to bed you're gonna hate yourself in the morning!

Sunday: Jokes on you I'm gonna hate myself in the morning REGARDLESS! [Sick Guitar Riff]

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GF: Why is your report card in the ceiling?!

BF: You said bring my grades up!

GF: ...

GF: I did say that

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BF: Y'all got bones in your shit then?

Whitty: Dude, explain to me how the fuck pizza can be boneless

BF: If it don't got bone in it

Is Boneless

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This song but with Carol and Sunday

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Hex: I Do Not Control The Speed At Which Robots, Um, Die

Pico: I do control the speed at which die!

???: I do control Robots

Kapi: I do the speed

Kapi: Run

GF: I do not control

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Carol: What are your pronouns?

Hex:

NVIDIA GeForce RTX 2060

Intel CORE i5 64100F CPU

16.0 GB RAM

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Catboy BF: Hah! I found you, Faker!

Kapi: "Faker"?

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Garcello: You guys ever just [Insert the Pre-Release Cutscene here]

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BF: [Pointing at Kapi & Tabi] My fucking God, these bitches gay! Good for them, good for them

WOEGUSDJFSIDFUDJF- i love all of these omg-

[bearkkyou]

Take your boyfriend to work day

Alright, another degenerate pico x bf post down. I’ve got some angst brewing on the way, so look forward to it, or don’t. Slight NSFW implication, there’s nothing explicitly mentioned, but it’s implied. Italics are thoughts. This one is 2493 words total. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Alright babe, I’m gonna head out now.” Pico calls from the living room, as he grabs his keys. “Hold on, wait a sec!” Boyfriend comes running over from the kitchen, and hugs Pico from behind. “Stay safe, ok?” He hugged Pico tightly, snuggling into him a bit before letting him go. “Aww, are you worried about me? That’s adorable.” Pico gave him a smug look as he turned around and hugged Boyfriend properly, planting a kiss on his forehead, which made Boyfriend smile in a bashful way. “I just don’t want you to get hurt, you know this! Hmph.” Boyfriend lets go of Pico, and turns around, acting upset, when in reality he’s just trying to act tough like Pico. Boyfriend doesn’t like watching him leave the house, knowing that he’s putting his life in harms way just because he wants to, and he can. It doesn’t sit right with him, but, if it makes Pico happy, he doesn’t want to put a stop to it. “I’ll be fine, you know this.” Pico puts his hands on Boyfriend’s shoulders and turns him around while giving him a small, but warm smile, as he pulls him into another hug. “You promise, right?” He looks up at Pico, a worried look on his face, that was soon turned into a soft gaze as he stared deep into Pico’s eyes. “ Of course, babe. Don’t worry, I promise I’ll be fine. And if I do end up hurt, I’ll patch myself up to save you the worry, ok?” Pico gazed back at him and bent down just a bit to plant a soft kiss on his lover’s lips before pulling back to plant one more on his forehead. This made Boyfriend blush, as he nodded softly. Pico grabbed his guns and slipped them into his back pockets as he made his way out the door, waving a final “goodbye”, before he took off. This left Boyfriend all alone in the house, bored as always. He went back to the kitchen to grab a can of Monster, and cracked it open before sitting at Pico’s desk. As he turned to use the laptop sitting there, he started pondering. “What even is his job, anyway?” He understood that it was rather dirty work, mostly involving the killing of others, but what exactly was it? How was it done, and most importantly, why? Boyfriend knew he wasn’t exactly going to get answers, as Pico rarely talks about his jobs. Most of the time when Pico comes home, he hits the shower, Boyfriend patches him up and then they cuddle and watch tv until they both fall asleep. But this left Boyfriend wondering, and he was wondering hard. He just wanted to see what it was like, at least once, just to know what exactly is it that his lover does. As he sat there, Boyfriend imagined what Pico would look like in the current moment: he though Pico looked like some sort of secret spy, stalking the enemy from afar, taking quick and calculated shots to not alert the others, doing his job efficiently. The thought stuck with him, and it left him starstruck. To imagine his amazing boyfriend in a life-or-death situation where he just overpowers the enemy in their totality, it shook him to his core, and a warm sensation overcame him. He wanted to see Pico in action. He needed to see with his own eyes what Pico looked like, what was his expression like, what his tactics were, Boyfriend wanted to see all of it. He wanted that experience for himself. And with his mind fully collected, he threw on his sneakers and headed off on a mission to find and watch Pico from afar. He was confident that just watching him would be fine, and once he had his fill he would quickly head home to not cause Pico any problems. “I’ll be fine!” He thought, his overconfidence shining in the dark. “And if anything happens, I know Pico will protect me.” Boyfriend put all his faith into his lover, knowing that Pico would always prioritize him over anything. Boyfriend had no problem leaving his life in Pico’s hands, and it shows.

He set off on a mission to find his lover, no matter how long it took. Thinking back to the small details Pico had mentioned, Boyfriend could make a mental map of how far away his lover was, and he set off on foot, knowing that a 20-minute run would do him well to burn off the can of Monster he vigorously chugged down before leaving. He ran through alleyways, behind colorful, flashy buildings, and around desolate areas until he heard gunshots from far away, recognizing the sound instantly. “It’s Pico!” After listening to Pico fire his gun so many times in previous situations, he’s come to memorize the sound for his own benefit, in case if something were to happen. Running towards the harsh sounds, he turned ‘round the corner of a rather tall building as numerous neon signs shone their light down the long street, illuminating the silhouette of various figures. This was it. Boyfriend had found where Pico was. Now all he had to do was find Pico himself, which was a rather easy task, as he could be heard from afar but not seen. Boyfriend assumed that his thoughts were wrong, and that Pico prefers being the center of attention rather than shooting from the sidelines, but it didn’t matter to him, if anything, it made Boyfriend even more excited to be there, knowing that he would be able to watch his lover at full power. He snuck around some of the cars that were parked along the street, getting closer and closer with each step, making sure to stay as hidden as possible. He peaked over one of the cars to try and get a peak of what Pico was doing, and what he saw made his face flush, and he shuddered at the sight: Pico was fighting 3 people at once, throwing calculated punches left and right, seeming to read his enemies like books. Once one person was knocked down, he grabbed his Uzi from his back pocket and began to shoot at the other two. He took a deep breath for a second and allowed the others to come charging at him. Dodging a punch, he shot the offender, but after he turned Pico got kicked in the back, and was knocked to the floor, but he held onto his gun tight, and shot forward at the crowd that had soon surrounded him. Pico continued his onslaught of targets, still getting hurt in the process, although he kept the promise he made to Boyfriend fresh in his mind, and tried his best to avoid more lethal harm. As Boyfriend watched in awe, he felt the urge to cheer his lover on. He knew that he would be caught if he did, but he wanted to so badly, even if it meant risking his life. He wasn’t scared, if anything, he knew Pico would immediately save him if harm came too close. As Boyfriend contained himself, he continued to watch, his urge to cheer continuing it’s buildup as Pico overpowered the enemy with swift, merciless movements. Boyfriend said he would leave when he’s had a fill of Pico’s action, but if anything watching him fight in person only makes him want to watch more and more, and in a moment of pure adoration, Boyfriend lost himself and sang at the top of his lungs. “Go Pico! Yeah yeah, go Pico!” And as Boyfriend sang, Pico was caught off guard, and punched in the face, being knocked back onto the floor and dropping the guns he had on hand. Before he could get up, his enemies started moving towards Boyfriend, watching him stand atop the car he was previously hiding behind, singing his heart out, cheering his lover on. Boyfriend seemed fearless, and while Pico admired his lover for that, he was concerned more about his safety, so in a moment of desperation he jumped off the floor and grabbed the guns he dropped, making a break for his lover, shooting the crowd that formed around him as he tackled his boyfriend off the car, making sure to hold his head to not harm him. “What the fuck are you doing here, babe?!” He questioned, panicked as he grabbed his lover’s hand and ran as quickly as possible. Pico would’ve been running faster had Boyfriend not been dragging his feet, but he tried to not pay any mind to it as he looked back, watching the last few unharmed targets open a case and pull out various guns from them. Shit was about to go down, and Pico was concerned about Boyfriend’s presence so he ran far and turned into a tight alleyway, pinning his lover close against the wall to make sure they weren’t going to be seen. “What the fuck, Boyfriend…?! Are you trying to get yourself killed? Haven’t I told you to stay at home, you’re gonna get hurt, what were you thinking?!” Pico started rambling in a hushed voice, sweat running down his face as he panicked, trying to think of a way to hide his lover from harms way. But on the other hand, Boyfriend wasn’t paying attention to what Pico was saying at all, and he was rather focused on how tightly he was pinned to the wall, how hot Pico’s breath was against the side of his face, how his clothes were bloodstained and sweaty, and how hot his boyfriend looked when he was in the zone. When Pico realized that Boyfriend wasn’t paying attention to anything, he forced Boyfriend to look up at him by tilting his head up and staring him down with a seriously concerned look, that turned slightly confused when he looked at Boyfriend’s wildly clouded, starstruck expression. “Hey, are you even listening to me…?!” “…You’re funking hot when you’re killing people, you know that, right?” That’s all he could muster as his thoughts were focused elsewhere, thinking about other scenarios that he and Pico could be caught up in. Pico was confused. Panicked and confused. “Wh… What the fuck is wrong with him?! Doesn’t he know that we can die at any second?! Why is he so fucking amused by this?” “That’s not the point, babe! What the hell are you doing here? You’re gonna get yourself into deep waters if you stay here!” Pico was trying to act as serious as possible, despite his lovers current state. “Aw, Pico… I just wanted to see what you were like while you were working! I got so curious as to how it was, and what you did. What you looked like… How you acted…” Boyfriend’s voice trailed off as he started staring at Pico in inappropriate places in an obvious manner, which made Pico focus on Boyfriend even more. “Hey, hey, hey, not now, ok? Let’s at least get home first, I wouldn’t want to die while getting a sloppy toppy.” Pico gave his lover a smug smile, and in return Boyfriend flushed entirely, not expecting that for a response, yet accepting it wholeheartedly, nodding furiously. Pico led Boyfriend to a blind spot in the alleyway and sat him there. “If it’s a show you want, a show is what you’ll get, love. Just don’t peak your head out too far, yeah?” Pico winked and Boyfriend just melted in his spot, the warmness in his body escalating visibly, which Pico caught wind of, only giving him more reasons to tease his lover with his killing expertise. Pico walked out into the middle of the alleyway to finish the job, making sure to look back every few seconds to make sure Boyfriend was watching, not hesitating to show off for his lover’s entertainment. Trick shots and swift hits were all that Pico to finish the job, for now, at least. He knew reinforcements would be arriving soon, and he was a bit more hurt than he would like to be, but that wasn’t stopping him from entertaining Boyfriend. “So, how was that for a show?” Pico went over to Boyfriend to pick him up and urge him out of the alleyway, trying to get out as quickly as possible. He was bloody everywhere, most of it not his, but bloody, regardless. “You…” Boyfriend wiped the blood off Pico’s face, with the back of his hand. “You look really hot with blood coming out of your nose…” Boyfriend tried to match Pico’s pace, but to no avail as he was too focused on Pico’s appearance and what he just witnessed to move his feet correctly. “Heh, glad you think so, babe. Try and pick it up though, there are a few more people coming and I don’t want you getting hurt. We’re almost there, ok?” “Almost where?” Boyfriend asked confused, as he started moving his feet properly. In the distance he could see something that looks like a bike, but he wasn’t 100% sure what it was. “My motorcycle. We’re getting the fuck out of here.” Pico looked back lustfully at Boyfriend, which made him immediately start running the right way. Once they were by the cycle, Pico quickly handed his helmet to Boyfriend and got on, turning on the motor, and revving the engine. “Hold on tight, it’s gonna be a tricky ride.” As they took off, the last few recruits came after them, which made Pico turn the bike around, but he never stopped driving. If anything, he was going faster than before, and with the last reload of ammo he had, he took down the last few enemies. Boyfriend held onto Pico’s waist tightly, the adrenaline rush in him overflowed and he felt ecstatic to be able to witness his lover’s daily deeds. As Pico turned the bike around once more, the tires screeched loudly, only to abruptly stop, and continue on the way home. Pico popped a wheelie or two on the way, only to add to his lover’s adornment.

When they arrived home, Pico parked his bike in the front yard, and Boyfriend put the helmet he was wearing back in it’s place. Pico smiled at him mischievously, and as they walked through the front door of the house, he quickly locked the door before allowing Boyfriend to throw himself onto him. Kissing and stripping down, to nothing, they decided that it would be best to hit the shower first before doing anything too extreme. Pico decided that the best time to get a sloppy toppy was when he was clean and patched up. In reality, he was just teasing Boyfriend, making him wait for the better part of the night, but Pico made sure that the wait was worthwhile, and that it would be quite some time before Boyfriend decided to follow Pico to work again.

[trashayfanfiction]

My two cents on the current BF ‘drama’. The nsfw art that someone did of ash and his baseball coach?

  ....alas, I’m not good at having strictly SFW conversations am I?

It’s disturbing and not my taste of ‘disturbing’.

That being said, as a self-proclaimed trash lord who visits multiple skeezy hentai sites, I don’t think it’s that uncommon to see cartoon shota/loli content like the artist drew. I am a fan of artists like Shadbase, who are controversial edgelords for the purpose of being such. If the content of Ash/coach wasn’t connected to BF, I doubt there’d be so much ‘controversy’ over it at all; it’d just be cringed at and written off as just ‘more generic gross loli/shota’.

Hentai sites have cartoons depicting lots of different illegal kink. Guro, Incest. ect. Not just rape. Hentai gets NASTY. It can reflect real life, but at the end of the day they are cartoons, not real snuff videos/child porn, or people recounting their own illegal experiences for viewers pleasure. It a fantasy. A nasty, fucked up fantasy.

Think of it like the Violent Videogame debates of the 90′s. Is somebody gonna see it and take it too far? Probably, but they were already fucked up to begin with and are not the statistical norm. ‘Banning’ violent videogames does little/nothing for the actual crime rate. That’s not to say that games who punish violence, like Undertale, shouldn’t be celebrated. But options in type of content available should be allowed.

To me, this isn’t so much about the content itself, but the context it’s presented in, specifically with the BF art in question. We are attempting to draw the line between ‘proper fandom’ and ‘lewd hentai degenerates’, which i think is what’s at the core of this BF nsfw vs sfw discourse in general. “These goddam fujoshi are lewding OUR STORY, ect (which i’m guilty of both ends, being here for the canon story and want nothing to change about it, but also making hard nsfw content). I understand why that conflict is there, because BF at it’s core IS a story about how damaging it is to disregard someone’s personhood in favor of a sex fantasy.

I have a hunch that some of the debate also has to do with women policing other women’s sexualities and not understanding that not everything is a reflection/representation of them. This is similar to slut shaming or OMG ‘She can’t be a bdsm submissive, it reflects poorly on other women,”  Now, Guys COULD do a bit better on challenging/checking other guys problematic IRL behaviors, but checking eachother’s.... weird hentai tastes? Isn’t that a bit....?

I’m not in BL fandom, let alone active fandom, but I’m assuming most of you Yaoi fans are lewding over a bunch of ‘problematic stuff’, and that’s fine.

I’m going to call the police on you if you engage in, spread, or talk about wanting IRL child stuff. At the very least, you need counseling. But if you made cringey disturbing hentai and it shows up on my dash.... Well, i’ve been trolled with Boku no Pico, Blue Waffel, ect. There’s always gonna be gross stuff on the net I don’t want to see/didn’t need to see, but that doesn’t make it illegal.

Chillax.

[pachinkowashere]

I couldn't help but wonder what would happen if Core were to be purified in his little kid form and I got this adorable image of a very unamused kid Pico who is understandably unhappy with whoever decided to purify him right when he was still in that form.

Ok maybe he'll just be an gremlin Pico instead of actually a kid but either result would be funny nonetheless lmao

Pico, BF size

[shslpunkaskblog]

Do you have a list of the cast? Anon would like a little refresher of who the main cast are aside from Keith, Pico, and Amelia.

Sorry Anon hasn't been around since early July, so they're quite lost on what's going on new folks that my friends told me you added.

Also I heard Zardy is a part of your cast too and apparently he's friends with the crew?? Is that true and if so how did that happened?

Whoop whoop, you're in for a lil doozy then, anon! There's a LOT of characters now!

Buuut lemme answer the SECOND question first: yes, Zardy is now part of the crew! Good ol Kim (dark/Dorkhero) is in charge of him. Memory might be terible right now, but I just think they met when Keith wandered into the maze and, instead of getting scared, just straight up befriended Zardy. I don't think it was ever established: I played Zardy's maze, Kim made her version of Zardy, badabing, badaboom.

Anyway, here's a list of all the characters that have been developed! (Putting it under readmore because uh.. it's quite long--)

Here are the "canon" characters:

Keith - BF

Amelia - GF

Pico - Pico (ok lemme not do that)

Nene

Darnell

Otis

CG - Cassette Girl

Cassandra

Damien

LD - Lemon Demon

DD and MM - Daddy Dearest named Luis, Mommy Must Murder named Valentina

Zardy

Buster - the Brute

Gold - Mount Silver ver

Barry - B-side BF

Olivia/Oliver - B-side GF

The Goth Gang - Alucard, Cyrus, Hanzou

Core - Corrupt version of Pico

Sunky - ...mpeg

And here are the ocs!:

Naomi - A vampire that's Amelia's best friend

Seth - Naomi's older brother. Saved the Goth Gang

Morgana - Pico's younger sibling

Xeno - @darkheroclone's oc!

Athena - Barry's rival

Keith's family - Roxanne (older sister), Bibi (younger sister), Marie (mother), Grammy (grandma), Sharky (husky dog), Maracas (rattlesnake)

Summer and Saria - Corrupt babies, with Core and Keith being the birth parents

Morgana's gang - Zackerie, Willow, August, Nico, Melissa

Ezekiel - Survivor in the school shooting. Also Zack's half brother

Milkyway - Amelia's pet mythical sea serpent

Honeysuckle and Poompkin - Pumpkin Crawlers that have been adopted. Honey belongs to Damien, Poompkin belongs to Roxanne

"Babi" - the Lord of Heaven. Is not actually the Lord nor named "Babi"

And.. I think that's everyone (so far)! If I missed anyone, I'm sure the regulars will let me know.

(BTW Zardy, Gold, and Xeno belong to Dark/Dorkhero~)

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been a minute but uh we're back! and w news. so [[HB]] got full front a few days ago for the first time in a while and uh. let's just say nothing good happened. at least it was fall break right after but anyways. al is the core now but other than that we're kinda blurry and may be getting new facets?? we're not sure, so for now we're just kinda chilling and hyperfixating on fnf bc that's our new special interest atm. we made some drawings for it (our favorite mod is soft mod):

sorry for the image spam

we rlly love the pico/gf/bf ship for the og game,, starved for poly representation yes but it's also just a rlly good ot3 so

some misc art too: