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[harpsona]

Like Greek mythology, romance, murder mysteries, or musicals?

Check out Stray Gods! I recorded a ton of harp for this game, which you can hear in practically all “Charming” route options!

[ikroah]

Pistol packin' mama, lay that thing down before it goes off and hurts somebody! —“Pistol Packin’ Mama,” Bing Crosby (1943)

It Keeps Right On a-Hurtin’ #24 - Ring-a-Ding-Ding III

Collaborative Issue! Guest Artist: @yesjejunus

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Notes / Original Pencils / Transcript:

Notes:

Oh noooooooooooo :(

These pages might get shrunken a little by Tumblr for some reason so either right-click to view at full-size or just read it on AO3 at the link above. And give a round of applause to my wonderful and wonderfully talented friend @yesjejunus who returns to guest art duty with this new issue, which is just another car crashing into the pile-up that is happening to Agnes in the closing half of Volume 2. Issue #25 will be all of my own art again, and I've been working for a long time on reinventing the look, feel, and production of IKROAH's artstyle so I hope you'll all be as excited as I am. Some really big things are about to happen.

Original Pencils

Here's another reason why mr. jejunus deserves a round of applause: patience. I talk often about how IKROAH is a very long-term project but this issue marks the longest collaboration in the history of the comic: the original pencils for this issue were drawn in August 2021. This was also when yesjejunus and I first discussed him doing guest art for this issue, and it would have been a lot sooner, of course, but you know, things (like months of burnout) can just happen. By the time this issue was finally next in the queue, I had committed to increasing the resolution of IKROAH's pages just to ease my own production, but these pencils were still formatted for the old size. I had to reformat these pencils for the new size and aspect ratio.

The tumblr editor keeps crashing every time I try to include them, so here's links instead: [1] [2] [3].

The thing about working with yesjejunus on comic issues like this is that at this point we're so deep in each other's heads that I barely even need to give him feedback. He understands the assignment completely because we're both sickos pressed against each other's brain-windows going "Yes…ha ha ha…yes!" and drooling. It's the kind of friendship as well as creative partnership that you really just treasure.

Transcript

INT. BENNY'S BEDROOM, THE TOPS CASINO, NEW VEGAS.

AGNES SANDS stares down, exhausted, at BENNY, the leader of the Chairmen and the man who shot her in the head.

BENNY does not stare back. He is dead. His eyes have rolled up lifelessly and blood is oozing from the gruesome wound in his skull.

AGNES looks away.

Suddenly—

SFX: KNOCK KNOCK

VOICE FROM OUTSIDE (off): Hey, Ben-man! Everything alright in there?

AGNES jerks up in surprise. She searches her surroundings frantically, looking for a way out. The gun that she shot BENNY with—the gun that BENNY shot her with—is still in her hand. She sees a side door, barely ajar, leading out of BENNY'S BEDROOM with a dim light coming from behind it.

AGNES sprints forward, her arm outstretched to shove open the door, and barges in. Then she freezes in her tracks. In front of her is a large and ambulatory machine, with claw-like arms and a computer monitor in its center. The monitor displays an unchanging vector of a happily smiling face. It speaks.

THE MACHINE: Hello! I'm Yes Ma—

AGNES raises the gun with both hands and fires repeatedly, her eyes wide and mouth agape in terror. She empties it of every single other bullet that was left in it.

THE MACHINE (shorting out): I-I'm sorry…!!

THE MACHINE crumples from the repeated shots, which shatter its monitor-face like a glass window and send it falling backwards. Its robotic corpse snaps and cracks with electricity and malfunctioning hardware as AGNES remains stunned in the doorway.

SFX: KNOCK KNOCK

AGNES looks up as BENNY'S men pound harder on the door to the suite.

VOICE FROM OUTSIDE (off): Benny! We heard shots! We're coming in!

AGNES drops the gun and flees through the hallway's secret private elevator.

VOICE FROM OUTSIDE (off): Oh, shit, somebody iced 'im! Get security!

[assaily]

I posted 3,173 times in 2022

That's 2,185 more posts than 2021!

25 posts created (1%)

3,148 posts reblogged (99%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@sharkneto

@non-plutonian-druid

@big-tees-and-short-skirts

@kdangerfblog

@ancientstone

I tagged 1,548 of my posts in 2022

#tua - 840 posts

#tua s3 - 206 posts

#the umbrella academy - 160 posts

#five hargreeves - 129 posts

#tua art - 98 posts

#art - 79 posts

#tua s3 spoilers - 56 posts

#tua fic - 42 posts

#shark fic - 31 posts

#pluto art - 31 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#you guys forced the capitalist machine to move in such a way as to provide better and more affordable accommodations to autistic and nd ppl

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Five raised his glass to the rafters. “I’m home,” he said simply. “I’d like to take the time to enjoy that, y’know.”

Diego watched him pour another drink, suddenly understanding him. He’d been gone a long time, lost in a really terrible place that probably never felt like home unless he could somehow forget he was the last soul on Earth. ‘Home’ meant a lot to him.

When Five’s glass was ready again, Diego raised his own, still half-full. “To being home,” he said.

That earned him a smile, a real one that managed to soothe the crease in Five’s brow and make him look so incredibly young in its sincerity, and so incredibly old in its deep gratitude. He raised his glass and clinked it against Diego’s. “To finally being home.”

~-~

Or; Five gets kidnapped and it goes wrong (for the kidnapper).

Oh hey look something new. :)

43 notes - Posted November 9, 2022

#4

Five is now a permanent resident of the Hotel Oblivion.

The rooms are crap and the service is definitely sub-par, but at least his siblings are safe, right?

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Guys it’s the secret HOb fic that’s been rolling around in my head for a year. Heed the tags, Five angst and whump ahoy!

65 notes - Posted April 9, 2022

#3

Hey! I hope your day has been going well!! I was just wondering if you have any recommendations for whump/angsty five hargreeves fics?

I do have a few suggestions from my never ending search for good five fics. Mostly these are just my bookmarks from the last few months.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40268679/chapters/102041718 by @clementineofmine is very good so far, the whump is quietly lurking in background and occasionally reminds you it's there with little jabs to the face. Good stuff.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40331880 this one is nearly the same vein but I adore it. Simple oneshot, very good, don't know the author's tumblr sorry.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/39036603 more a domestic fluff and hurt/comfort but very good. The horror thinks five is neat, the fic.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/38427829/chapters/96037309 I don't think I've gotten around to finishing this one myself, but the chapters I read were fantastic. Five attacks his siblings and they almost die, and Five almost dies from the guilt.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36352795/chapters/90631132 this one is. So Good. So good I got distracted and just spent the last half hour reading the last chapter again bc damn. Good angst, good whump, good family dynamics, Five is fuckin losing it in this one and it's great.

Quick fire of things I've been reading lately (heed tags):

https://archiveofourown.org/works/38498392/chapters/96219220

https://archiveofourown.org/series/2241834

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40560738/chapters/101618292 which I'm not giving enough credit here, this one is actually really good too

Of course there's also @sharkneto and his amazing fics and @jbd302020 who writes excellent whump and angst as well.

70 notes - Posted August 5, 2022

#2

Five was a surprisingly functional person when he was under a world of stress. Take that away from him, however, and all of his little malfunctions came popping out of the woodwork like termites, eating away beneath the façade. For all the bitching he did about being an adult, he was very much still a child

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I wanted to write about apocalypse habits, but it turned into Luther and Five fluff. I regret nothing, please enjoy the fruits of my labor. :) <3

81 notes - Posted April 16, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Ooooooo....a prompt ask....let me see if you wanna try this one?

"I wish you would write a fic where Diego tells Five, "Don't move. For the love of God, Five, please, do not move."

😂

For you, i give you fluff!

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Five’s nap had turned a bit too warm for him a while ago, but he was too comfortable to do more than shift his arms to find the cooler, open air.

“Don’t move,” Diego said, sounding entirely unalarmed despite how quickly his warning came. The command was almost gentle, his voice low and nearly affectionate, filled with a quiet, gleeful mirth that made Five peel his eyes open despite how gritty they felt. He’d only been asleep for maybe an hour and a half.

It had taken so much to find sleep in the first place, he almost wanted to rage at being woken up again.

The sun had set since Five had fallen asleep, the tv behind Diego stuck on an endless dvd intro loop, the movie having ended some while ago and no one had turned it off. Five squinted at it, trying to remember when he’d fallen asleep. He and Luther had started some high-concept space flick that, while interesting enough to keep Five’s attention, had been tediously long. The last few weeks of sleepless nights caught him hard and fast, and Luther’s warm, solid body had lulled him into a sense of safety like nothing else seemed capable of.

Diego was standing between him and the tv with something small and boxy in his hands. It made a loud mechanical click that took Five an extra long second to place the nature of.

“What are you doing?” He hissed, already knowing the answer.

 He could see Diego’s teeth flash in a grin, the rest of his expression still hidden in the dim light “For the love of God, Five. Please, do not move.”

Luther snorted in his sleep, his bulk shifting like an earthquake next to Five. One of his arms was draped heavily around Five’s shoulder, and as Luther roused, it curled and tightened over his stomach. Luther sleepily squeezed Five flush against his side, sighing as he woke fully. “What?” he croaked.

Five’s mind had decided to fuck off for the duration of him being squeezed like a teddy bear, the shock and rush of the touch and pressure just enought to stave off the indignity. Five had the time to silently acknowledge that this was weirdly pleasant before the humiliation of it caught up.

The shutter on the camera clicked again, from somewhere in the darkness to the left of the TV, Five could hear Klaus snicker. That was where he drew the line, head snapping to the sound of his brother’s laughter.

“Oh shit!” Klaus laughed, guffawing loudly as Five appeared in front of Diego in a flash.

Diego tried to save the camera, he really did. Five had to give him credit for the effort. By the time he got his hands on it, they were both winded from the tussle, Diego begging for mercy as Five smashed the thing all in one go.

Klaus was on the floor nearby, wheezing with laughter. Luther kept trying to ask him what was happening; Five suspected he probably wasn’t going to get an answer.

“Come on, Five, that was my nice camera!”

“Serves you right,” he replied, then looked back at Luther. “I fell asleep at the ice planet, can we restart there?”

Luther blinked at him, shocked into silence for some reason. Diego shifted his shoulder so he could look up to Five from where he’d been pinned. (Absently, Five was aware that he wasn’t really pinning Diego, so much as he’d pinned him long enough to get the camera and Diego let him stay perched on his back after the fact.)

“You– You want to keep watching?”

Five shrugged, sliding off Diego and porting himself back to his place on the couch. “The plot line about love transcending time and space,” he waved his hand to illustrate the vagueness of his interest. “I’d like to see how they finish that.”

A lamp near Klaus flicked on, basking the room in warm light. Twilight had settled outside, and no one else had been through to turn the lights on. “What’re we watching?” Klaus asked, tripping his way around the coffee table to flop himself next to Five on the couch. His arm fell over the back of the couch and Five fought to keep his body from going as stiff as cardboard at being abruptly boxed in.

“If it’s the movie I think it is,” Diego said, giving Luther a look Five didn’t understand. “Then it’s too smart for you, Klaus.”

Klaus scoffed at him. “I’m not here to be entertained, Diego. I’m here to fall asleep watching some stuffy movie with my stuffy brothers.”

“We’re watching Interstellar,” Luther answered flatly. “It’s my favorite movie.”

“Oh of course it is, you big nerd.” Klaus reached over to pat Luther's shoulder. 

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196 notes - Posted May 14, 2022

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[1-800-channie]

[11:11pm] with Chan;

❥ Note: This is nothing special. Just a short scenario of a shy!reader that gets idol!chan in love.

❥ Genre: Fluff fluff

❥ Warning: None

.・。.・゜✭・.・。.・゜✭・.・。.・゜✭・

The moonlight reflects on your profile, making you look paler than you usually do. Your hand grips tightly the tiny piece of paper between your icy fingers and almost immediately, your cheeks start to look adorably rosy.

The memories of the delightful interaction still fresh in your subconscious. You sigh and lay down on the plushy bed, on your back, your head resting against the soft pillows, as his somehow bold actions play in front of your eyes like a movie:

《 You were nervously checking out your bare nails when they finally came in, walking like they knew that they owned every single heart inside the room. All the sudden screaming startled you, making you shift your gaze from your hands to their pretty faces.

Your eyes locked, for mere seconds, with his. Those chocolate eyes you wanted to admire for so long. Embarrassed, your gaze travels all over his face, and the smile that was placed on his cherry lips made a shiver run down your spine.

But quickly enough, his gaze was already studying after new faces, excited to see his baby stays. His face was even more fascinating in real life, even though you couldn’t see very well his face, due to all the girls suddenly standing up, you were sure he would make you fall for him more.

After Stray Kids introduced themselves, sang a little and joked around, it was time for the meeting with the members. You were one of the last girls that quietly stood behind, taking pictures and videos.

You had your camera on Hyunjin because he was acting cute with some bunny ears on when someone lightly pushed him and appeared right in front of your curious eyes.

With a smirk on his face, he made eye contact with the camera, making you feel shy and almost making your camera fall from your hands.

Chan laughed cutely at your reaction, pointing at you and making everyone turn their gaze towards you. You hud your face behind your tiny hands, a sweet smile placed on your plump lips.

Soon, it was your turn. With every member, you said everything you planned to. A little joke, ask for a sign and a compliment, but when it was Chan’s turn, your brain decided to malfunction.

“Hello Stay, what is your name?” His velvety like voice spoke calmly at you.

“My name is YN...” You respond, avoiding his eyes because you know they were on you.

As he wrote a small note for you, you analyzed carefully his face. You were right, he was even more beautiful up close.

Chan’s eyelashes were longer than yours, graciously helping his chestnut eyes stand out. Those lips of his were cherry-colored and filled, you're pretty sure they would feel fantastic on yours. His pale and veiny hands were carefully writing, and you watched him like you have never seen a man before. You giggled to yourself, his nose may be a bit big, but it compliments perfectly his precious eyes and delicious lips.

“Here,” He speaks suddenly, catching you off guard. You let a little surprised gasp, but, hide your face after, feeling embarrassed. But Chan’s laugh was so cute that you decided to let him watch your cheeks paint in red.

“You’re the cutest, YN.” Your idol says with a shy smile. He continued talking. “It was lovely to meet you. Bye!”

Chan held your cold hand and intertwined his slender fingers between yours. You smile at him lovingly, and when you felt his hand slip away, you also felt something else on your hand.

Panicking on the inside, you hide the small paper on your pocket and move to Seungmin, which was admiring you with a smile. 》

Thas how you ended up in this situation. The paper Chan left on your hand was his undercover Tumblr account. You debated for a while if you should follow him or not, and with shaky fingers, you click on the small space and watched the bottom change to ‘following’.

You block your phone and let a sign escape your parted lips. In your head, you were worried this was a setup. Some kind of... Lie.

Your body jerked up when the Tumblr message sound tickled.

Your curious eyes carefully analyzed the plain text sent by him. “Hi to the cutest girl... Why didn’t you follow me earlier?” With your heart beating faster than a dog when he sees his owner after a long while, you smile and reply to him.

The fact that Chan was exactly how you were expecting gave you chills. But he was here, he was texting you, he liked you. You should hold this good moment for the longest you can.

Who knows? Maybe he will find a new way to make you fall for him.

.・。.・゜✭・.・。.・゜✭・.・。.・゜✭・

❥ A/N: Hello my stars, here its something i have been working on the past week. I was home all week because of my elbow...  Well, it makes me a  bit more because i can only use it on hand to write... But it's here. I had this idea after watching fansign videos. I hope you enjoyed it, notes, reblogs and comments are appreciated, thank you. <3