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say-sike · 1 year
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very late obligatory halloween post
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victor-cartoonsz · 2 months
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I WENT ON VACATION TO THE BEACH! and I made the sillys in sand :3
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edgydadster · 10 months
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not me spending 4 and a half hours on this🥰
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docnukes · 1 year
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captain and commander
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tantrum103 · 11 months
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I haven't been drawing as much, so erm...... Tankmen post, anyone?
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sir-subpar · 2 years
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What was boyfriend life before he was adopt by sarv?
I'm glad you asked! I've been thinking about this for a while now.
Boyfriend was an orphan up until he was around 10 years old. He lived at an orphanage, but often times ran away/would sneek out to spend time with Pico and Piconjo (who are also adopted in this au by Tankman). Pico's family were really the only people who made Bf happy in those times.
Boyfriend was always scared that he'd be prevented from seeing his best friend if any of the caretakers at the orphanage found out, so they kept it a secret
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He was bounced around to a few homes, but none of them up until Sarv stuck. In fact, when Sarvente first adopted him he thought she would return him as well, and it took him a while to accept and realize that she wasn't going to leave him behind.
Since all of that was pretty sad and angsty, here's some Bf and Pico as children playing games
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“Miss? Are you blind to see that there’s a killer robot behind you?”
“Don’t worry about him. Sunday’s here to… take care of him if he does anything funny.”
KillerByte
Origin: QT mod
The killer robot dwelling inside QT. How? Even the devs don’t know! He used QT as an infinite blood source (even though QT doesn’t have blood for him to use as fuel) but slowly yet surely come to love the little robot as a little sister. He also has one last victim he needs to kill before he ends his murderous ways for good…
Carol
Origin: VS Carol
A young woman who happens to be Girlfriend’s friend. She used to date Sunday, but now, they’re just roommates living in the same house, just chilling.
Sergeant John “Tankman” Captain
Origin: Tankmen
The leader of, well, the Tankmen, he and his army fight over… well, we don’t know, exactly. He’s rude, he’s apathetic, but he does care in a way. Especially for his best friend Steve, even if he forgot (read: didn’t care about) his birthday.
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ava-ships · 1 year
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So the update previews for FNF B3!Remixed came out and…..
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….Hubba Hubba😳
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gr33n-rat · 2 years
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I really got some catching up to do on Tumblr don't I? Well let's start with these Tankmen drawings in particular.
Please let me know if you want to finish my sketches, or at least if you do please credit!!
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jubilantwriter · 2 years
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Discount Father Figures
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Summary: It was supposed to be a normal trip to the grocery store. But of course, nothing can go smoothly for Pico. Odd how parental figures tend to show up in places he least expects them to be.
He'd prefer it if they left him alone though. There's only so much more of him they can hurt before he reaches his breaking point. It's all a matter of how they decide to approach him. Maybe then he can finally decide on what he thinks they actually mean to him.
Word Count:  4068
A/N:  “i’m not gonna write tankdad” was one of the first things i said when i started this series.  FHASDKLF;A;A LOLOL what a lie.  anyway, here’s my own “version” of tankdad.  except he’s not a dad.  not.  not quite.  he’s like, you know.  he’s uh.  he’s john captain.
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Going out isn't really his thing.  He's not sure what puts him off more - being alone in the open where anyone can attack him from anywhere, or the fact that he's reminded of his existence and presence simply because other people move around him and the space he takes up.  It's one part paranoia, two parts self-loathing that has him plugging his headphones in with the hopes of distracting himself from his own thoughts, wandering the nearby grocery store for his usual stock of foodstuffs.  He hopes it's uneventful like it normally is.  Not many come out to this grocery store, so he's mostly wandering the aisles unbothered.
But having hopes is never something he should have often.  A hand grabs his shoulder, and he slaps it off quickly to reach for his gun and-
Oh.  Shit.  The man that grabbed him mouths his name, and Pico quickly turns on his heel to walk away.  He grabs Pico again, yanking him back as his headphones jostle off and rest awkwardly around his neck.
"Fuck!"
"Pico!"  His dad's voice grates on his nerves as he glares at the old man.  "I finally found you!"
"The hell does that mean?"  He takes a step away from his dad and keeps his glare on him.
"Is that any way to greet your dad?"
"Is that any way to get your son's attention?"  Pico adjusts the headphones around his neck as the basket jostles on his arm.  "And anyway, shouldn't you be fuckin' around with your shitty car?  Y'know, the one you were always constantly workin' on?"
"I missed one meeting with your teacher-"
"You missed all of them, and this was even before-!"  Pico stops himself before the memory can wash over him.  "Whatever.  If you're only here for lip service, I ain't givin' it to ya.  So buzz off before I make ya."
"Since when were you this rude?"  His dad shakes his head and frowns.  "I've been looking for you for so long.  When are you coming back home to actually make a life for yourself?"
"By doing what?"  Pico snorts and turns his attention the shelves of food instead.  "Accountin'?  Workin' at Mickey D's?  Or, lemme guess."  He grabs a can of corn and examines it idly.  "You want me to open up some kinda garage with ya and fix up cars or whatever.  Or maybe I can just be your maintenance man while you go collect fancy cars for your collection."
"Don't say it like that."  His dad takes a step closer to Pico, the ginger side-eyeing him with his glare.  "I just miss having you around-"
"Ha!"  He slams the can back onto the shelf and starts walking away.  "What a load of shit!"
"Pico, come back here this instant!"  The older man yells for him, but he refuses to listen.  The sound of footsteps following him accompanies him through the grocery store as Pico bites back a groan.  "Dammit, Pico- I mean what I said!"
"What?!"  Spinning on his heels, he hisses as his dad flinches back in surprise.  "Missed me how?!  You didn't fuckin' bother to come lookin' for me when I dipped out to sleep some place else!  And callin' Darnell's parents once a week or two ain't proof that you ever cared."  He holds up a hand as his dad tries to interrupt.  "So what?  What did you actually miss since you never missed me?  Missed havin' the dishes magically clean themselves?  How 'bout all the disappearin' trash?  Figured out how to make somethin' that's not microwave dinner?!  Mom would have helped- oh wait!"  He feigns shock as he puts his hand to his forehead, ignoring the stunned look on his dad's face as he continues.  "I forgot!  You dumped her off in some hospital and wouldn't let her come home!  Divorced her ass and left her with her fam, sayin' I ain't even allowed to see her!"
The old man snarls at the jab and snaps back with an accusing finger.  "It was for your own good!"
"What good?!"  He laughs as his dad refuses to back down.  "You sayin'- you tellin' me that havin' no mom around was for my own good ?"
"She was a freak!  A dangerous schizo!"
"NO SHE WASN'T!"  Pico's voice echoes in the grocery store, and he can feel the wary stares of the employees on his back.  But he can't stop himself, not now when memories of his kind mother bounce through his head relentlessly.  "She wasn't nothin' like you say she was!"
"She was messed up in the head, Pico!"  His dad takes another step closer as Pico takes another back.  "I was just trying to protect you.  You know insane people can just lash out whenever and act like the crazies they are!  Your mom was psycho-"
"She needed help!"  Memories of her looking off into the distance as he tried to get her attention come flooding back, a blank look on her face as she looked down at him before seemingly snapping out of it for a moment.  Memories of her talking to something that wasn't in the room.  Memories of her looking over her shoulder and grabbing his hand, dragging him wildly around from place to place as she told him that "someone was coming after him" and that she'd protect him.
She was-
She was just like Pico.
But she never meant any harm.  Her hugs were warm.  When the expression returned to her face, she'd always smile and kiss his forehead and speak in that funny voice that made him laugh as a kid.  And more importantly, most importantly...
She just wanted to keep him safe.  Especially after the- when the school was- his nightmares were nothing more than-
(Screaming children.  Blood everywhere.  Gunfire that ricocheted off the walls and echoed all around him endlessly.  And the wet, wet feeling of a fellow child's blood all over his hands.  He woke up with a jolt as he screamed from the lingering nightmare.  
Footsteps pounding from down the hall.  His door being thrown open as his mother with her wild, red hair met his own teary gaze.  He reached out for her with a wordless cry, and she wrapped him up in her warm embrace as he sobbed against her shoulder.
"Oh, my little baby," she cooed, rocking him back and forth, "it's okay now, it's okay.  It's all over now.  Mommy's here.  Mommy will protect you, okay?"
"...Promise?"  He curled under her chin as he sniffled and clung to her nightgown.
Her smile was warm and loving as she kissed his forehead and held him tight.  "Of course, sweetheart.  Mommy will always be here for you.")
That is, until she wasn't.  Until she was torn from their own home by his dad as her symptoms became more and more apparent.  She got the help she needed, but Pico was kept away once his dad claimed full custody of him.  Something about her being mentally unwell to take care of Pico.  Something about precautions, unpredictability, and liability.  Words that held no meaning to a child, but forced the weight of the consequences on his shoulders.
He reached out for his mom one last time, but her grasp missed his as he sobbed for his mommy.
And suddenly, mommy couldn't keep her promise anymore.
"She needed help," he whispers harshly, tears beading in the corners of his eyes as his glare darkens, "she needed help, and you used it as an excuse to get rid of her.  And for what?  'Cause you were scared of somethin' you didn't understand?"
"I did it to protect you."  His dad growls back, his hands clenched into fists.  "I did everything in my power to make sure you grew up just as normally as any other kid!"
"You left me to fend for myself!"  Pico buries a hand in his hair as a hysteric laugh escapes him.  "You barely did anything for me!  All you cared about was your damn car and your fuckin' image around your friends.  'Oh, look at my son!  He's in a special school that no one else gets into!'  Fuck you, old man!  You didn't even know what my school was all about!"
"You're so ungrateful!"  His dad snarls as the employees steer clear of them.  "Maybe I would have done more if you didn't whine for your mom every goddamn day!"
"I needed my mom!  It's not like you were ever around to give a shit about my grades or whatever to begin with!"
"Do you know how much money I spent to keep you clothed and fed-"
"Holy fucking shit , can you guys get any louder?"  Another voice cuts into their reunion, making both father and son freeze on the spot.  The familiar voice makes Pico inwardly groan as he turns to face the other man.  Sergeant John Captain faces the two of them with a basket of his own, irritation already creasing his brow despite a pair of aviators hiding his eyes.  By the looks of his casual outfit, the man must be off duty given the unhappy coincidence of Pico meeting both men at the same grocery store.
"Oh goddammit.  Not you too."
"Wow, that's a greeting if I've ever heard of one."  Captain shakes his head as he walks closer to them.  "But jesus, if you two are gonna fight, take it outside.  Not everyone wants to hear your hissy fits while they're getting their shit."
"Who are you?" his father questions, and Pico guffaws at his dad's ignorance.  Captain at least has it in him to look surprised at the question.
"Wh- oh, you must be his dad."  The aviators do nothing to hide his unimpressed expression.  "You know, I wasn't one for parent-teacher conferences, but I thought at least you'd care enough to know where the fuck your money was going to at least check up on your son.  Not that it mattered in the end."
"You're...?"  And still, his dad is unable to connect the dots as Pico groans.  Seriously, what did he inherit from this man?  Clearly the brains didn't come from him.
"He's my teacher, y'know, from that oh-so-great school the government put me in?"  Pico gestures between the men tiredly.  "Captain, old man.  Old man, Captain."
"Captain?"  His dad looks to him for confirmation.  "Like, the rank?"
"No, like my last name."  Captain snorts and gestures to his shoulder where his missing badge usually is.  "My actual rank is sergeant."
"Why is a military man a teacher?"
"It was a ‘special school where the government hand-picked students with special skills’."  Pico’s fingers put air quotes around the phrase toted by “school” and fixes his dad with a similar unimpressed look.  "But of course, I didn't think you'd figure that out by now."
His dad continues to look terribly lost as Captain steps closer to Pico's side.  Pico turns to glare at the other man, but doesn't step away.  He can stay.
For now.
"Pico, I didn't think it was a military school!"
"Holy shit, you are," Pico checks his nonexistent watch and gasps, " nine years too late! "
"And it wasn't a military school, it's like any other school for gifted punks!"  Captain speaks up again and looks Pico's dad over with a frown.  "...But this does explain a couple of things."
"What do you mean?"
"Like why your damn kid looked like he showered maybe once a week at best.  Or why he seemed a little too eager to eat anything that wasn't nailed down."  Captain steps closer to his dad as Pico gives them space.  "Who knew it'd take some years and a grocery store for Pico to finally say why he was always in a sorry shape every time I dragged his ass to class?"
"I..."  His dad falters, looking between Pico's slowly growing smirk and Captain's deepening frown.  "I took care of him as best as a single dad could!"
"Sounds more like you neglected him to me."
"I did not -"
"What point are you tryna prove?"  Pico steps back into the conversation with his own unimpressed stare.  "Why the hell do you want me back so bad?  You didn't give a shit for me then, why are ya tryna act like you care now?"
His dad at least has it in him to look ashamed.  He can't meet Pico's own gaze, focusing on the ground instead.  "...It's been lonely the past few years.  I thought maybe you were just waiting to come back home."
Pico stiffens, a familiar anger rising up inside of him as he grips his gun hidden under his clothing.  "That place was never home after mom got kicked out."
"Pico-"
"If this is your shitty way of tryna make it up to me, for all those years of pushin' me aside and tellin' me to suck it up," Pico grits his teeth as he bites back the tears threatening to spill, "then I suggest you fuckin' scram while I still got it in me to spare your godforsaken ass."
His dad finally looks at him, all sad and broken hearted like he has a right to look that way.  "...You're still going to be my little boy, you know that, right?"
"I think that's enough."  Captain's hand lands on Pico's shoulder as he stays by his side.  "Your kid's not the same little boy you think you know.  Or knew, whatever you wanna believe.  He's an adult now, capable of things you can't fucking imagine, and been through more than your cush little ass could ever handle."  He leans forward as Pico's dad leans away.  "So I say you should take his threat to heart and leave."
For once, his dad finally has nothing to say.  He spares a glance to Pico before looking away.  Maybe there's remorse in his actions.  Perhaps a little bit of regret.  But it's too late for that.
And even if it wasn't, Pico doesn't have enough heart in him to forgive his dad for the damage he caused.  The bridge burned long before his dad even noticed the smoldering remains, and that's already enough for Pico to find little value in rebuilding it.  Besides, he has other bridges that he can cross that hold more value to him than whatever this sperm bank wants from him.
"Pico," his dad starts, visibly gulping, "just know that you're always welcomed home."
"Yeah, whatever."  He waves his hand dismissively as he turns away.  "Have a good life or some shit."  His dad says nothing as Pico walks away.  Unfortunately, the grocery store isn't too big, so his dramatic departure extends only into the next three aisles.  He ends up staring down a bottle of glass cleaner, half wondering if he should get it for his shitty windows.  Just as he concludes that shiny windows are probably not worth the drain on his wallet, he hears heavy footsteps coming up from behind him.  He picks up some bleach and examines the label before addressing the figure behind him.
"Fuck off, Captain."
"I did say you're an adult, you don't have to call me Captain anymore.  John's fine."
"Why do you care?"  He spares a glare over his shoulder before setting the bleach down.  "Wouldn't think a sergeant would want to talk to a school shooter or some shit."
"Pico, I-"  Captain cuts himself off, groaning as Pico refuses to face him.  "...I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
"Then why'd ya fuckin' say it, John ?"  He spits the name out like venom and turns on his heel.  Captain flinches, the corner of his mouth trembling as he no doubt takes in Pico's entire expression.  Good.  Let him see how much that comment hurt him.
"I was pissed off!"  Neither of them move as the excuse lingers between them.  "Those two twerps were getting on my nerves and then you showed up to save the day, and it just-"  Captain clenches his fist near his face, trembling as he struggles to say words.  "I wanted to make you look bad for once.  I knew you were gonna absolutely cream my men, so I thought I'd take you down a notch.  Emotional warfare.  'Course, it didn't work and those two punks still stuck by you so it's just another major loss for me."
"You always were a sore loser," Pico mumbles, not bothering to hide his disappointment.  To think this was the man he looked up to as a mentor when he was younger.  Not that he had much of a choice, but it was nice to think that there was another adult somewhere that gave a shit about Pico.  Now he wonders if he has to watch this image crumble into dust too. 
"Look, kid," Captain sighs as he massages his temple, "for what it's worth, I'm not looking for forgiveness.  It was a shit thing to say - Steve gave me an earful already.  And after what I saw with your dad-" he nods back to the other aisles, "I don't want us to become like... that.  You were a shitstain of a kid, sure, but you were my shitstain of a kid."
Pico grunts, a flurry of mixed feelings swirling up in his chest at the comment.  It's been a while since anyone tried to claim him as their own.  Sure, Darnell's dad always said he was part of the family but... he always felt like he was intruding.  At least with Captain, he could... what?  Act like a shitty kid and still feel welcomed?  The memories make his head throb, not knowing what was rose colored and what wasn't.  Still, he doesn't shove Captain's hand away when it lands on his shoulder.
"I can't take back my words or my actions, but at least let me make it up to you."
"What, with Titanic night?  And only the first half?"
Weak laughs escape them both as John shakes his head.  "Nope, but I figured a late birthday present is always better than no birthday present."
"Is it the second half of Titanic?"
"You're still a shitstain, you know that?"
"I've been told."  
The rest of the grocery trip still holds a bit of tension, but it's not enough to make Pico drive the sergeant away.  Instead, he lets the man accompany him as he buys his food.  John comments every once in a while, noting that Pico probably cooks like a pussy, which makes no sense but is in line with the usual comments John normally makes.  The banter is nonsensical like that, with Pico retorting inane insults that do nothing to get under John's skin.  It continues into the checkout, the cashier ignoring them as they take their potshots at each other.  It's a wonder that neither of them have been kicked out yet.  Pico follows John out to his car, bags balanced on his arm as the man dumps his groceries in the trunk and rummages around.  He resurfaces with a nicely wrapped package decorated with a cheap, taped-on bow.  It's a lot nicer than he expected.
Gingerly, he takes the package (in green wrapping paper because of course) and weighs it in his hands.  Not too heavy, but it does leave room for imagination.  A part of him is nervous about opening it.  He's never been good with gifts, either freezing up with gratitude or coming off as totally ungrateful for them.  But John is looking at him expectantly with arms crossed, nodding towards the gift as Pico traces the edges of it.
"I'm dumping the wrapping in your trunk," he says, finger sliding under the tape and working it open.  
"Sure," John replies as he watches Pico nervously peel the paper back.  
"The box too," he notes, plain white staring back at him as he scratches at more tape.
"Okay."  John doesn't offer much conversation as Pico pulls out a thick, hooded parka.  The box drops to the ground as he holds it up, freezing in place at the deep, mossy green.  Fur lines the hood, the material smooth under his fingers.  He gives it a little squeeze and feels the downy feathers that insulate the coat.  It's a size too big, just the way Pico likes his coats.  
"Oh," is all he manages to say.
"Steve helped me pick it out."  John doesn't move from where he's leaning against his car.  "Since winter's coming up, I figured your shitty wardrobe of decades old sweaters isn't gonna cut it."  A lopsided smile forms on John's face as his lips part, and Pico already knows what he's going to say before it leaves his mouth, and it's-
("Consider it my gift to you."
Pico stared dumbfounded down at the large slice of cake in front of him.  He looked around the small room, pictures of warzones and schematics all gone save for a poorly drawn picture of a present taped carefully on the wall.  Captain grinned at him, arms crossed as he gestured to the slice with a single candle sticking out of it.
"What?  I thought kids loved cake on their birthdays."
"But it was last week-"
"Who cares?  Celebrate it today then, who knows when you'll get blown to pieces on the battlefield!"  Captain shrugged across the small interrogation table Pico used as a desk.  "Might as well enjoy it before it's too late!"
His dad forgot about his birthday.  Pico never mentioned it to anyone, not even to his friends, but somehow, Captain knew.  Or maybe he didn't, and he was doing this just for the hell of it.
"Why are you doing this...?"
"Why not?"  Again, Captain shrugs.  "You've survived the longest out of all the kids I've had to train.  Plus, we had some leftover cake in the barracks and I figured, why not?  Kids love sugar, and you're a kid, therefore you love sugar.  I get rid of leftovers AND I stay in your good graces.  A win-win for me!"
Pico looked at the slice of cake again.  It was covered in fresh fruit with white cream.  Memories of his old school almost came flooding back, the idea of "fruit" being associated with "apples", and that entire downward spiral that usually has him hyperventilating under his desk.  He gulped and looked at Captain, who was either unaware of Pico's mental dilemma, or was aware and was testing him in some messed up way.  He took the spoon and carved out a piece, looking at the soft sponge cake and its layers of fruit.  With a big bite, the subtle sweetness of the cake nearly overwhelms him.  It's... nice.  The fruit is fresh and yummy, and it probably fills up a deficit in his diet.  The cake itself wasn't overly sweet, and the fluffiness of it was a nice texture.  He took another bite and let the flavors wash over him.  Peach, kiwi, strawberry.
No apples.
He sniffed loudly and rubbed at his eyes, determined to finish the massive slice.  John reached over and ruffled his hair.
"Happy-")
"-late birthday, kiddo."  Pico blinks blearily before looking up at John, emotions making him dizzy as he tries to separate them.  
"This won't make me forgive you," he says weakly.  John shrugs, not too upset at the notion.
"Wasn't meant to.  And besides, you know what I say about grudges.  If it's enough to keep you going on the battlefield, hang onto them.  Might just save your life."
He's pretty sure that's a bad life lesson, but he takes away the "take any reason as an excuse to survive" message as intended.  Probably.
"Yeah.  Uh, thanks."
"Don't mention it."   John ruffles Pico's hair, messy up the gelled up do and snapping Pico out of his haze.  He growls and swats at John's hand, making the older man laugh.  "And lay off the gel, christ!"
"Whatever!"  He slings the jacket over his arm and combs his hair back in place.  "I guess I'll see ya whenever."
"Yeah, preferably not on the battlefield again."  
Pico doesn't dignify that with an answer, instead walking away with a two finger salute.  The walk back to his apartment is quiet.  For once, he doesn't need music to drown his annoying thoughts.  The strange, fuzzy feelings in his chest don't go away, and he looks down at the jacket with a small smile. 
Pico doesn't know much about father figures, but he figures he'll just take what he gets.
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arilightning0ff7 · 2 years
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Да уж… Он научился переодеваться от Romantic! Tankman
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olinblogin · 4 months
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LIST OF FANDOMS I WILL/WON’T WRITE FOR
What fandoms I will write for;
-Lego Monkie Kid
-One Piece
-One Punch Man
-Assassination Classroom (limited characters)
-COD (call of duty, any game)
-ATSV (across the spiderverse)
-TADC (the amazing digital circus)
-Underverse/undetale AUs
-Br0kenColors
What fandoms i won’t write for;
-Genshin Impact/Honkai impact
-Seven Deadly Sins
-Obey Me/Obey Me nightbringer
-FNF (Friday night funkin)
-MHA (my hero academia)
-Hazbin Hotel/Helluva boss
-other fandoms that have problematic backgrounds
WHAT I WILL WRITE!!!
-platonic
-light angst
-fluff
-slightly suggestive content (will have a warning)
-smut content (will have a warning)
-childhood romance (no smut.)
-teen romance (no smut.)
-Reader x character
-character x character (very rarely)
-character x Reader x character
-polycules
-T4T (trans for trans relationships)
-F4F (femme for femme relationship)
-M4M (masc for masc relationship)
-F4TF (femme for trans femme)
-F4TM (femme for trans masc)
-F4TNB (femme for trans non binary)
-F4A (femme for any)
-M4TF (masc for trans femme)
-M4TM (masc for trans masc)
-M4TNB (masc for trans non binary)
-M4A (masc for any)
-LGBTQ content
-Yandere Content (not extreme)
WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE!!!
-r@pe/noncon/dubcon
-cnc (consensual non-consent)
-child x adult
-abusive scenarios
-anything to do with children involved in anything sexual
-racism
-ableism
-unsanitary fetishes (i.e. scat, wound f*cking, etc)
-severe angst
-s*icide & s*lf h*rn
Characters I’ll write for in each fandom
BR0KENCOLORS
—characters so far—
Stalker/Damon (usually Poly)
Deliver Guy/DG (usually Poly)
Rasmus
Angel
Shadowman (not much I for abt them, some nsfw - demisexual)
Gunther
Leevi
—characters not in game yet but I will write—
Ace (some nsfw - demisexual)
Catherine
Milkman
Milla (no nsfw)
Salvador (some nsfw - demisexual)
Mimic
Pearl
Venni
LEGO MONKIE KID
- MK (Qi Xioatian)
-Mei Dragon
-Redson
-Sun Wukong
-Six Eared Macaque
-Ao Lie
-Lady Bone Demon
-The Mayor
-Yin & Jin
-Princess Iron Fan (Poly)
-Demon Bull King (Poly)
-Tang
-Pigsy (platonic)
-Sandy (platonic)
-Nezha (platonic)
-Bai He (platonic)
ONE PIECE
- Monkey D. Luffy
-Vinsmoke Sanji
-Roronora Zoro
-Usopp
-Nico Robin
-Franky
-Chopper (platonic)
-Nami
-Jinbei
-Donquixte Doflamingo
-Donquixte Rosiante
-Bartolomeo Kuma
-Boa Hancock
-Dracule Mihawk
-Crocodile
-Shanks
-Rayleigh
-Portgaz D. Ace
-Marco
-Thatch
-Izou
-Edward Newgate, Whitebeard (platonic)
-Eustass Kidd
-Jewelry Bonney
-Killer
-Monkey D. Harp
-Monkey D. Dragon
-Sabo
-Trafalgar Law
-Buggy
-Smoker
-Rob Luci
-Eneru
-Kalifa
-Yamato
-Perona
-Shaci
-Penguin
-Bepo (platonic)
-Akainu
-Kizaru
-Borsalino
ONE PUNCH MAN
-Saitama
-Genos
-Garou
-King
-Child Emporer (platonic)
-Metal Bat
-Speed O’ Sound Sonic
-Mumen Rider
-Watchdog Man (mostly platonic)
-Fubuki
-Atomic Samurai
-Lord Boros
-Bang
-Zombieman
-Flashy Flash
-Sweet Mask
-Charanko
ASSASSINATION CLASSROOM
(Any students such as Nagisa or Karma are platonic)
-Koro-Sensei
-Tadaomi Karasuma
-Irina Jelavic
COD - CALL OF DUTY
-Simon “Ghost” Riley
-John “Soap” MacTavish
-John “Captain” Price
-Horangi (Hong-Jin)
-König
-Nikolai
-Valeria Garza/El Sin Nombre (F4F/NB/AFAB)
-Alejandro Vargas
-Phillip Graves
-Farah Karim
-Kyle “Gaz” Garrick
-Kate Laswell (F4F)
-Gary “Roach” Sanderson
ATSV - ACROSS THE SPIDERVERSE
-Miles Morales (platonic/fluff)
-Gwen Stacy (Platonic/Fluff)
-Pavitr Prabhakar (platonic/fluff)
-Prowler Miles (platonic/fuff)
-Peter B. Parker
-Jess Drew
-Miguel O’Hara
-Hobie Brown
TADC - THE AMAZING DIGITAL CIRCUS
-Pomni
-Jax
-Zooble
-Kaufmo
-Ragatha
-Gangle
-Caine
-Kinger
UNDERVERSE / UNDERTALE AUS
-Ink!Sans (platonic)
-Classic!Sans
-Nightmare!Sans
-Dream!Sans
-Swap!Sans
-Fell!Sans
-Killer!Sans
-Dust!Sans
-Horror!Sans
-Murder Time Trio (Killer!Sans, Dust!Sans, Horror!sans)
-Error!Sans
-AT!Sans (Geno)
-Fatal Error
-X!Sans (Cross)
-Outer!Sans
-Reaper!Sans
-Fresh!Sans
IF YOU DID NOT SEE ANY CHARACTERS OF INTEREST AND YOU’D LIKE ME TO WRITE PLEASE LET ME KNOW!!!
please as well reread the will/won’t write section if you’re feeling unsure!
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Characters I Simp/Fictional Crushes (Waves 1-4)
ENA (Series 1/Dream BBQ)
Luigi (Mario)
Neo Cortex (Crash Bandicoot)
Kirby
Meta Knight (Kirby)
Rayman
Scarecrow (BTAS/TNBA/Nolanverse/Audio Adventures/Fear State/Brave & The Bold/Arkhamverse/Injustice 2/Harley Quinn Series/Happy Halloween Scooby Doo/Long Halloween)
Zazz (Sonic)
Zavok (Sonic)
Dr Nefarious (Ratchet & Clank)
Tabi (FNF)
Hex (FNF)
MX (Mario.EXE)
Joker (The Batman Series)
Right Hand Man (Henry Stickmin)
Sun (FNAF)
Jafar (Aladdin(1992)
Hades (Hercules)
Mad Hatter (BTAS)
Blitzø (Helluva Boss)
Paimon (Helluva Boss)
Claude Frollo (Hunchback Of Notre Dame(Disney)
Scar (Alien Vs Predator)
Dr Strangeglove (Moshi Monsters)
Ragdoll (The Batman Series)
NOS-4-A2 (Buzz Lightyear Of Star Command)
Vigilante (Pizza Tower)
Peppino (Pizza Tower)
SCP-049 (SCP)
Dr Krankcase (Skylanders)
Snatcher (Hat In Time)
Bender (Futurama)
Orbulon (Warioware)
Maleficent (Sleeping Beauty)
Drakken (Kim Possible)
Angel Dust (Hazbin Hotel)
Garcello (FNF)
Wally (Welcome Home)
Vaggie (Hazbin Hotel)
Bezel (Chikn Nuggit)
Korekiyo Shinguji (Danganronpa)
Cheezborger (Chikn Nuggit)
Tomura Shigaraki (MHA)
Dabi (MHA)
Bowser (Mario)
Freddy Krueger (Nightmare On Elm Street)
Grand Minimus (Rayman)
Sammy Lawrence (BATIM)
Lesley (DHMIS)
Dabi (MHA)
Toga Himiko (MHA)
Hawks (MHA)
Spinner (MHA)
Cofi (Chikn Nuggit)
Question (Justice League Unlimited)
Eijirou Kirishima (MHA)
Wario (Mario)
Venom (Venom Film)
Harley Quinn (MultiVersus/Injustice 2/Harley Quinn Series)
Jack Skellington (Nightmare Before Christmas)
Zurg (Buzz Lightyear Of Star Command)
Dr Facilier (Princess and The Frog)
Riddler (The Batman Series)
Captain Hook (Peter Pan)
Doc Ock (Spectacular Spider Man)
Spawn (Image Comics/Todd McFarlane's Spawn Series/Mortal Kombat)
Catwoman (The Batman Series)
Penguin (The Batman Series)
Matt (Eddsworld)
Tigger (Winnie The Pooh)
Strangled Red (Poképasta)
Ice Bear (We Bare Bears)
David Jones (Criminal Case)
Zoe Kusama (Criminal Case)
Honest John (Pinocchio(1940s)
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