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S2: The Bad Batch (9)

Chapter Nine: The Crossing

Gif by @dreamswithghosts

Hunter x femaleJedi!reader

Series Summary: Some time has passed since everything that happened at Kamino and you and the Batch are trying to figure out your place in the rapidly changing Imperial galaxy. And you're having to do all this whilst figuring out where your relationship with Hunter fits into it.

Chapter Summary: Echo leaving your squad is something you all have to deal with. A mission from Cid sees the effects of this change become obvious and tensions rise.

Masterlist for S1

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Genre: Friends (idiots) to Lovers (we're in the lovers stage now)

Chapter Warnings: Swearing, use of a pet name (sweetheart), mild spicy moment that stops abruptly, familial angst, reader and Tech kinda get into it, reiterating the Force works how I need it to cause it's a more obvious theme in this chapter lol, kissing, reader described as being strong, general emotions (I'm terrible writing them so apologies)

Word Count: 7.6K

Author's notes: Didn't know I'd be releasing this today but I got it done and wanted to share :) Beginning to work on Ch10 too! Enjoy!

“You left pretty soon after Cid briefed us?” Hunter said as he came through the door of the ship to find you sitting in the cockpit.

“It’s getting harder to be in her company.” You provided as an explanation. Cid had been less than sympathetic when you all had told her about Echo and the more days that went by and the more stressed she got about time running out on her operation, the more unpleasant she became.

Hunter knew exactly what you meant. The necessary but minimal financial payoff of sticking around was slowly becoming not worth the shitty jobs or putting up with Cid’s general demeanour. Ideally, he’d have you all leave to do something else, but he kept coming up empty on the latter part of that plan.

“Where are the others?” You asked.

“I sent them to gather supplies before we leave.” Hunter explained. He came to kneel in front of you and traced his hands up and down your thighs, making his ulterior motive for sending the others on an errand run quite clear.

Oh, how you loved a man that planned ahead. It had been quite a long time since the two of you had had any alone time and the frustration had been building for a while now. Lingering looks and innocent touches that threatened to turn not so innocent the more you both did them and it was threatening to boil over so, with jobs from Cid still being scarce, you two had decided to take advantage of an empty Marauder. “So, we have about 30mins give or take.” You said with a suggestive grin.

“Uh huh but we can’t mess about. We’ll have to be quick.” Hunter replied regretfully but he figured a quick moment was better than no moment at all, especially given the recent dry spell.

“Hhmm you have the dirty talk down to an art form.” You breathed as you stood and grabbed his scarf and started leading him back to your bunk.

Hunter’s reply took the form of cupping your face and bringing his lips to yours in a bruising kiss. He laid you down without parting his mouth from yours because it had been too fucking long since he’d been able to do this.

You moaned in relief at having him this way again. You tangled your fingers in his hair and kissed him back with fervour.

Hunter kissed his way down your chest, and he reached for the waistband of your leggings, but he paused and grumbled in annoyance.

You propped yourself on your elbows. “Why’d you-” It was then you heard why he’d stopped-Wrecker wasn’t exactly softspoken. “They really have impeccable timing.” You groaned. You pushed him off you with an aggravated huff and fished out both sets of armour so it would look like the two of you were getting prepped for the mission rather than looking like anything improper was about to happen.

“That was quick?” You said casually as Omega came through the door first, hoping any signs of being flustered or caught off guard had left your face.

Omega merely shrugged and set off to her room.

You followed the young girl’s back. You knew she was taking Echo leaving a bit harder than the rest of you and you hoped there’d be opportunity to talk to her about it properly soon.

“We got the supplies but gotta say Sarge, I don’t know where you got the rest of this stuff cause it doesn’t actually exist here.” Wrecker said as he came aboard.

“Not on this planet anyway.” Tech added as he stored some of the food away.

You made stuff up? You turned to Hunter with an affectionate smile.

“Thought it would buy more time. I forgot Tech would be aware that they weren’t available here.” Hunter mumbled as the ship took off.

You chuckled. “Guess your mind was elsewhere huh?”

“It definitely wasn’t on ipsium mining.” Hunter grunted.

You laughed in agreement. “Well, gotta focus up Sergeant, we have a mission to complete.” You said, patting his thigh.

You stood and walked along the hallway before you had to stop. Your lips and body still tingled with remnants of what nearly happened. Yeah, you were not a fan of this whole dry spell situation. You leaned your hand against the wall and released a long, deep breath in order to channel a sense of calm and to get yourself back in mission mode.

“Come on, sweetheart, we have a mission to complete. Can’t be getting distracted now, can we?” Hunter teased as he walked past you to join his two brothers in the cockpit.

You showed him your middle finger with a playful glare before you also went to the cockpit.

The location of the mines was utterly depressing. It was a barren wasteland. Nothing but desert as far as the eye could see. You sensed this mission would amount to very little and just be an unnecessary waste of time.

You found yourself having a rare moment of wishing you had a helmet like the other three. You and Omega both had to shield your eyes from the dust that the ship stirred up as it had landed.

You all made your way around the corner and found the entrance to the mine Cid had sent you to.

“According to Cid’s coordinates, this is the mine she purchased.” Tech confirmed as he studied his datapad and walked up to the controls.

“And we’re supposed to do what?” Omega asked monotonously. Cid hadn’t given clear direction in the briefing. She had seemed to think stating that she was sending you all to her ipsium mine was enough information.

“Excavate the site got ispium. It is tremendously valuable when refined.” Tech explained. “However, in its raw state, the mineral is highly combustible, like a primed thermal detonator.” He included in his answer before he wiped some of the grime away from the control panel and inserted the key to open the mine doors.

“Sounds dangerous. I like it.” Wrecker said with a laugh.

The door creaked open, and the entry platform was raised but before any of you made a move to enter, Hunter turned to the sound of thunder in the distance and looked at the clouds on the horizon. He knelt down and ran his hand through the red dust.

“Problem?” You asked him.

He thought for a moment. “The storm’s moving away from us. We should be fine.” Hunter replied as he stood. “Tech, (Y/N), and I will mine the ipsium. Wrecker, Omega, you’re on lookout.”

“Both of us?” Wrecker questioned.

“Without Echo, we are a man down. We need Wrecker to assist with operations in the mine.” Tech mentioned.

The mention of Echo had Omega letting out a sad sigh. “You four go. I’ll be the lookout.” She said flatly.

“I really don’t think we need four people for this. Three should be fine.” You said.

“(Y/N) is right. Two sets of eyes are better out here. Cid warned us about poachers in the area. Keep your eyes peeled and comm us if you see anyone.” Hunter ordered before he picked up the mining gear and the three of you headed inside the mine.

The three of you walked through the dark tunnel. The only sound was the rhythmic beeps of Tech’s scanner.

“My scans are not indicating a sizable presence of ipsium.” Tech stated as he stared at his datapad. “Looks like Cid was deceived into purchasing an already depleted mine.” Tech added.

“Gee, there’s a shock.” You muttered but you couldn’t help but feel a little bit smug at the idea of Cid being ripped off.

“Keep scanning. We’ll extract whatever we can.” Hunter said.

You continued to walk for a short while before Tech’s voice stopped you both.

“Wait. I am getting a faint reading.” He lowered his visor and looked up. “There.” He pointed to a high corner of the mine.

The three of you walked over to the section of wall it was located in.

Tech peered up. “The ipsium is going to be difficult to reach.”

“We’ll need to carve out a bigger opening in the rock to get it.” Hunter figured.

“The mineral is far too unstable.” Tech disputed.

“Or I can just…” You clicked your tongue and gave a small wave of your hands.

Tech shook his head. “Any carelessness or slightest friction around it can cause a destructive chain reaction.”

You bristled at the word carelessness. “I’d be careful.”

“You can’t predict-”

“I can predict my unique skillset better than you can.”

“I’m sure-”

Sensing rising tensions, Hunter interfered. “What do you suggest, Tech?”

You pulled back and reflected on what had just transpired. You couldn’t recall a time you had gotten actually irritated with Tech. And he was right, you could have the best intentions and apply the most care but dealing with a mineral this unpredictable needed something that was designed to get it properly. Evidently you were feeling more frustrated than you realised.

“Someone smaller climbs up.” Tech said simply.

“I’ll sub out.” You offered.

Omega moved the small pebbled across her hand before chucked it into the canyon.

Wrecker noticed the irritability in her throw. “Hey. What’s with you?”

“I was thinking about Echo. It’s weird without him around.”

Wrecker had to agree with her there, but it wasn’t really a new feeling for him. “Yeah. But you’ll get used to it.” He said to comfort her.

Omega’s comm beeped and Tech’s voice came through.

“Omega, we require your assistance.”

“On my way.” She replied and stood up with a tired sigh.

“How’s it going out here?” You asked as you came out the mine.

“Quiet.” Wrecker replied simply.

“Passed Omega on the way out. You notice anything off with her right now?”

Wrecker nodded. “I think she’s taking Echo leaving a bit harder than we are.”

“Yeah, I figured.” You agreed. “I almost snapped at Tech back there. She’s not the only one feeling the strain.” You said as you came to stand beside him. “How are you doing with it all?”

Wrecker breathed heavily and adjusted his blaster. “Alright, I guess. It definitely feels different but he’s doing what he needs to do.”

You sighed. “Yeah….” You trailed off for a moment before continuing, “Guess I’m just upset another person to provide impulse control has gone.” You added with a teasing nudge of your shoulder.

Wrecker chuckled and the two of you continued to keep watch in comfortable silence whilst you waited for the others.

Hunter gave Omega a hand up to where the ipsium was encased in the wall.

Omega got herself settled and took the drill from Hunter before she looked down to Tech. “Now what?”

“Drill into the fossilized quartz until you reach the active ipsium inside. But you must be precise. If the mineral becomes compromised during the retrieval…”

“Chain reaction, explosion. Got it.” Omega interrupted with a roll of her eyes. She started to drill into the blue quartz.

“Be… very… careful.” Hunter said slowly as he watched her.

“I… know.” Omega matched his tone as she focused on her task. When the drill got deep enough, she swapped it out for the syringe and successfully drained the yellow mineral. She passed the tube down to Hunter who passed it to Tech to store safely in the case.

Tech brought out the next tube. “Good. Again.”

Despite your talk with Wrecker, you couldn’t help but feel distracted. You understood why Echo had left and you were happy he had found this new path and purpose, but your mind kept wandering to worrying about what he was doing and if he was safe. You weren’t as sharp as you needed to be and that was a problem because it meant your ability to feel into the Force around you for any threats or anything out of place was compromised. As you felt your mind start to distance once more, you shook your head to get back to the current moment, but it was at that time that the others emerged from the mine so your attention was now on them.

“That storm’s changing course.” Wrecker informed as he walked up to join the others.

“The weather patterns on this planet are most irregular.” Tech said to Hunter. It wasn’t often that Hunter was wrong.

“We have what we came for. Let’s get back to Ord Mantell.” Hunter gave the case to Wrecker.

You were about to let yourself relax but when you saw the way Hunter suddenly stood more alert, you felt the unfamiliar presence by your ship, and it was then you knew you had royally messed up. You and Hunter sprinted back in the direction of the ship.

It was then the others heard the sound of an engine firing up.

“That sounds like our ship!” Omega gasped before she, Tech and Wrecker set off after you and Hunter.

You could only watch in despair as the Marauder flew off into the distance. You had fucked up. You had majorly fucked up. You cringed as Hunter whipped round to face you and Wrecker.

“You two were supposed to be on lookout!” He snapped before he turned away with a shake of his head and removed his helmet.

“There was no one there!” Wrecker protested.

“Clearly that was not the case.” Tech said.

“Shut up, Tech. That’s not helpful.” You said harshly before you risked stepping next to Hunter. “Hunter, we couldn’t see anyone.”

“You should have.” Hunter couldn’t help but say to you.

You pulled your mask down. “I know that. I’m sorry.” You didn’t bother explaining that your head hadn’t been present. That would just make things worse, and it was a poor excuse. You were more disciplined than that.

“There has to be a way to get it back, right?” Omega asked Hunter, unable to keep the distress out her voice.

Hunter said nothing, the violent storm ahead was proving to be a more immediate concern right now.

“Tell me, how exactly did you two miss our ship being compromised?” Tech asked you and Wrecker.

You turned to glare at him. “Gee, I don’t know. Could it possibly be because you felt the need to park behind this giant cliff face?”

“Yeah, maybe if you hadn’t docked it out of view, we would’ve seen someone approaching.” Wrecker agreed, his level of frustration matching yours.

“Well, there was no other suitable landing zone. Besides, I thought your particular skillset wouldn’t see such a thing as being an issue.” Tech couldn’t help but quip in your direction.

“Tech, don’t even-”

“I’m merely pointing out a flaw in your previous argument in the mine.”

“Parking a ship out of view in an area known for poachers seems like a pretty big flaw to me too.” You retorted angrily.

Omega’s eyes darted between you all and feelings of distress and concern started to rise within her. A few weeks without Echo and everything seemed to be falling apart.

Hunter sighed and spoke up. “We can’t stay here. Where’s the nearest town?”

Tech examined his datapad. “During our approach, I scanned a spaceport approximately 40 klicks south of here.” He signalled the direction. “Perhaps we can acquire transport there.”

“You know how long that would take?” Wrecker griped.

“Since we do not have access to long-range communications without our ship, it is our only option.”

“Let’s move.” Hunter directed.

You set off towards the canyon, a veil of awkward hostility draped over you all as you made your way down. You didn’t like feeling this tense, but it seemed to be the common theme right now. Clearly, Echo’s loss was being felt more than any of you had anticipated.

You’d been walking for a couple hours and there was no end in sight. It was hot and your mouth was dry, and you felt like your face had a layer of dust caked over it. You wiped a hand across your forehead.

“How much further?” Wrecker asked as he took his water back from Omega.

“You will not like the answer.” Tech replied.

“Here.” Hunter handed you his water cannister.

You took a few small sips from it before you handed it back. “Thank you.”

Hunter nodded as he took it back.

“Are we okay?” You asked tentatively.

“Yeah.” Hunter said.

“I know I should’ve done better back there….”

Hunter sighed. Today had been the closest the two of you had gotten to having a falling out and he wasn’t a fan. “I know you do.” He replied. “There’s no sense in me putting you down when I’m sure you’re doing that plenty enough on your own.”

“You’d be right about that.” You said with a grim smile.

“You and Wrecker were both there and the ship was parked in a poor area, so it isn’t your error to carry alone. A mistake was made but if we dwell on what happened, we won’t make it through this. We gotta move on.”

You reflected on that for a moment. “Sometimes I forget that you can be quite the wise leader when you want to be.”

“Gotta keep you on your toes.” Hunter said lightly. “We’re fine.” He confirmed.

You breathed a sigh of relief.

“Havoc-4, this is Havoc-5. Do you copy?” Omega called into her commlink. “Echo? Are you there?”

He’s too long-range. Echo won’t pick up our signal.” Hunter told her.

“Especially since he disabled his communication device.” Tech informed.

“What? Why?” Omega asked anxiously.

“I assume he’s on a sensitive mission.” Hunter’s raised arm halted any further explanation from Tech.

You all stopped.

The most you could pick up on was the nerves of the people around you. Whatever threat he was sensing, it wasn’t human.

Hunter studied the ground beneath him and saw the vibrations in the ground.

It wasn’t long before the rest of you felt the deep rumble in the canyon and you all turned to look behind you as it grew louder.

“What’s that?” Wrecker asked nervously.

“Run!” Hunter ordered, nudging Omega in front of him.

The stampede caught up to you all rapidly and it was now a case of staying on your feet long enough to find cover and not get trampled to death.

Hunter pulled Omega out the way of one of the oncoming deer-like creatures. He glanced up and saw the opportunity to get clear. “There.” He pulled out his grappling hook and threw it to the rocky ledge that formed a thin bridge across the canyon. He let Omega up first before he started to climb with Tech close behind.

You waited until Wrecker secured his, but he had barely attached it before you both got caught up in amongst the stampede.

“Wrecker! (Y/N)!” Omega cried.

Hunter scanned the area anxiously, hoping beyond hoping that you both would reappear quickly.

Tech also looked below for any signs of you but all he could see for the moment was the backs of the animals.

It felt like hours, not a matter of seconds before you both reappeared. You don’t know how you managed to achieve it, but somehow you were both able to scramble up the wire into safety. The only casualty being the case filled with ipsium was left behind.

“You must protect the ipsium case.” Tech shouted to Wrecker.

You knew better than to offer your services. One strike out from an animal as you lifted that case out of there and you’d all definitely be done for. You felt bad for Wrecker though.

“Well, what about protecting me?” Wrecker replied fretfully as he peered down to the intimidating scene below.

“If it explodes, we’ll all be dead.” Tech yelled back.

Wrecker took a few deep breaths before he dropped down and shielded the case with his body.

You all watched on uneasily but within a few moments, the last of the stampede had passed.

You and the others slid back down to the ground.

Hunter helped Omega down before he came over and placed his hands on your shoulders. “You alright?”

You nodded before you indicated over to Wrecker. “It’s really him we should be asking.” How you doing, Wrecker?

“My back.” Wrecker grunted in reply as he shakily stood up and stretched his spine.

“I would advise not dropping it next time.” Tech told him.

“Why don’t you carry it?” Wrecker snapped.

“Fine.” Tech replied simply before he lugged the case over his back.

You stared past them and sighed at the sight of the dark dust clouds approaching with the sounds of thunder in their wake. “Well, that would certainly explain the stampede.”

You all started to run once more.

Bit of churned up rock bashed against your back as you ran, and it was the second time in the space of a matter of minutes that you were all swallowed up by a threat of nature.

“We need to find shelter!” Hunter yelled over the wind.

“There is another mine. Thirty metres ahead!” Tech said.

“I see it!” Omega shouted in confirmation.

You all veered off to the left and sprinted for the door but the conditions being what they were and running with a heavy case meant Tech tripped and fell.

You and Wrecker noticed he’d fallen behind and you both dashed back to help him up.

“The case!” Tech protested as you both helped him to his feet.

You squinted through the clouds of dust and took half a step forward to try and retrieve it, but a bolt of lightning struck a bit too close for comfort.

“(Y/N), forget it!” Wrecker bellowed.

You knew he was right, you turned on your heels and the three of you headed for the safety of the mine.

“Where’s the ipsium?” Omega asked loudly over the thunder and lightning.

You all faced the canyon and saw the case be carried up in the wind and struck by another bolt of lightning.

“Get down!” Hunter cried.

You all barely made it down the mine tunnel before the rocks behind you exploded and tumbled to the ground and you were encased in darkness.

Hunter lit up his lantern and led the group of you back in the direction of the entrance only to find it was completely sealed off due to the cascade of rocks that had come crumbling down thanks to the ipsium explosion.

“So, now we are trapped.” Tech declared. “And we have lost all of our ipsium.”

You could feel his gaze flicking between you and Wrecker. “And I suppose that’s our fault too?” You said coolly as you kept your eyes from him and stared at the mess ahead of you.

“Well, technically, yes. If you had not let our ship get stolen, we would be aboard it right now with the mineral.”

Hunter saw the challenging stares between the three of you. “None of this is helping. Can you move them?” He asked you.

You regretfully shook your head. You knew your limits and right now, with everything going on, you had reached them. Even when you’d had the proper training and guidance, whenever you reached this point of emotional conflict, you were of little use to anyone in the Force-wielding department. Your head was completely scrambled, and your emotions were all over the place. It had been a long time since you’d felt this undisciplined.

“I thought moving rocks was a simple feat for someone like you.” Tech couldn’t help but say.

“Tech.” Hunter scolded, his voice rising slightly.

You turned to him sharply. “Tech, believe it or not, my ability is something I know more about than you do and I’m telling you right now, it won’t get us anywhere. Now I could wander off or meditate for hours on end to get myself back on top form or I can help move these boulders the same way the rest of you are.”

“Then let’s start digging.” Hunter ordered, not wanting to give Tech a chance to respond for fear of what it could lead to.

“Fine.” Wrecker grumbled as he shouldered past Tech.

Helmets had been long since removed and you’d also removed your top layer to be left in your vest top to stay cool.

Omega tapped the datapad and paced anxiously whilst the rest of you continued the laborious process of removing the boulders. “Something’s not right. The Marauder’s transponder isn’t relaying a signal.”

“It was probably disabled by the thief who commandeered it.” Tech theorised with another jagged stare towards you and Wrecker.

The rock you were moving cracked down the middle, but you said nothing as you pushed each half away, and Wrecker just released an irritated growl.

“Well, then how are we gonna track it?” Omega asked.

“The ship’s not important right now. We need to get outta here first.” Hunter said.

“Quite correct.” Tech concurred. “Besides, it is most unlikely that the Marauder will be recovered.” He said plainly started to push against another boulder but made little headway.

“What? Don’t say that. We have to get it back!” Omega said, her distress rising once more.

“We can always acquire another ship. It is merely a mode of transportation.”

“The Marauder’s our home. We already lost Echo. We can’t lose that too.” She said,

You paused what you were doing and looked over at her and the toil Echo leaving had taken on her was evident. Your infighting probably wasn’t helping either.

“Omega, we didn’t lose Echo.” Hunter said as he worked his way down from the boulders towards her. “He’s just… on a different mission.” He tried to explain.

“But he’s not here. He’s- He’s not with us. We’re supposed to be a squad.” She protested.

“This squad existed before Echo was a part of is, and it will exist after. What is your issue?” Tech asked bluntly.

Omega recoiled with a glare at Tech before she chucked his datapad at him.

“Omega-” Hunter called tenderly as he went to reach for her.

“I want to be alone.” She said roughly as she picked up one of the lanterns and walked further down the mine.

You all turned to stare at Tech.

“You really are firing on all cylinders today.” You spat.

“I merely stated the truth.” Tech said.

“She already knows the truth. That’s why she’s upset.” Hunter added, a hint of frustration coming through at his brother’s lack of sensitivity.

Wrecker shook his head at Tech.

Tech said nothing, he merely moved to another boulder.

Wrecker groaned as he cleared another boulder. “It’ll take days to clear a path at this rate.”

“Complaining won’t make it go faster.” Hunter said frankly.

“And it may not be days, maybe a few more hours.” You said with a bit more levity in your tone as you moved a couple boulders away with a flick of your wrist. The methodical nature of the task had seen you start to find your centre once more and you were feeling more in tune with the Force again.

“Alternatively, this weapon could use a well-placed detonation.” Tech strained as he leveraged himself on against one boulder and used his legs to try and dislodge the one in front of him. “A small amount of ipsium would be more than enough.”

“It’s like you’re wanting me to stay pissed off.” You said with a roll of your eyes before you moved another boulder away.

“And we had a small amount, but somebody dropped it.” Wrecker said as he took care of the boulder Tech was working on.

“Fine.” Tech said dully. “Since losing the mineral was my mistake, I’ll search for any potential extractions within this mine.”

“That’s not the only mistake you need to fix.” You pointed out. You all may have understood and accepted why Echo had left but the ripple effect of his departure was clear in the dynamics between you all at the minute, but Omega was struggling with the whole thing. You knew the four of you would get past this bump, but you weren’t certain Omega would unless someone had a proper sit down with her. Tech wouldn’t typically be your first choice, but he had seen to heightening Omega’s upset and he needed to learn why it had happened and rectify it too.

“Yeah, go check on the kid.” Wrecker agreed.

“But she said she wanted to be alone.” Tech argued, confused as to why he should go after her when her intentions had been clear.

“Look, she’s clearly having a hard time adjusting to Echo leaving. Talk to her.” Hunter said.

“Very well.” Tech said with a sigh before he grabbed his pack and helmet and set off in the direction Omega had gone.

Tech’s scans brought him to a hole in the wall. He followed the tunnel, and he followed it until he saw through another gap in the wall the tell-tale blue light of the quartz that contained the ipsium and Omega’s stuff was right outside it. He peaked through to see her working diligently on mining the mineral. “Omega?” When she didn’t pay him any attention, he called her name again but removed his helmet and softened his voice, “Omega?”

“I’m busy.” Omega replied stand-offishly as she kept her focus on the drill.

“I can see that. Are you aware that you are surrounded by enough ipsium that, if not handled correctly, could take down this entire cavern?”

“Then you better not distract me.” She said as she extracted the ipsium. She took the vial out and lifted it up towards Tech. “Thought we could use this to blow our way through the cave-in.”

Tech’s focus was on his datapad. “I came to a similar conclusion myself.”

“Little help?” Omega said grouchily.

Tech reached down and took it. “This vein appears to be much more pure than what we found in Cid’s mine. Perhaps you should extract as much ipsium as you can.”

“You trust me to do that?”

“I am fully aware you are capable of the task.”

Omega glanced away for a moment and shook her head at this typical Tech response, but she couldn’t dwell on it. “Grab the empty vials from my satchel.”

Omega handed over another vial. “How many are left?”

Tech shuffled through her bag. “This is the last one.” He revealed as he passed it down to her.

Omega looked to the piece of quartz that was hovering over a chasm in the carvern. It was just out of reach so she went as close to the edge as she could, but her foot slipped. She pulled back and stretched to try again but as she activated the drill, it fell from her hand, and she tumbled over the side. She was able to grab a hold of a rocky outcrop, but she dangled helplessly over the darkness below. “Tech!” She grunted.

Tech looked through the hole and upon seeing Omega’s situation, he instantly took off his pack and started to clamber through. “Hang on!”

Omega tried to hoist herself up, but she wasn’t able to, and her grip loosened, and she fell to another rock handle even further down.

Tech reached for her but could only watch with horror as her hold faltered and she fell into the chasm below with a scream. “Omega!” He didn’t hesitate. He jumped down after her.

What was below was a river with strong rapids and a current taking them both away. Tech swam and took a hold of Omega to try and keep her above the water, but they were unable to fight back against the flow and were at the mercy of the water as it took them away. They took a deep breath as they were both pulled under quickly.

The three of you all took a moment to rest. You wiped some sweat off your brow, but it was then you felt that familiar sensation you wished you had felt earlier in this shitty day. From the way Hunter’s face turned to a frown and he glanced down the mine, you guessed your instincts were back on side.

Wrecker noticed the look the two of you gave each other. “What is it?”

“Tech, come in.” Hunter said into his comm. “Omega, do you copy?”

When no reply came, you stood and pulled your top layer back over you and swiftly reattached your armour and vambraces turned to Hunter. “Something’s wrong.”

He nodded his agreement.

Wrecker and Hunter grabbed their helmets and the three of you set off to search for the others.

Tech and Omega came spilling out into a pool of water set aglow by the ipsium quartz that was beneath them. The water itself kept blue light radiating throughout the cave.

They swam to shore, coughing and spluttering. They both lay on their backs and Tech lifted his goggles to release the water that had leaked in. It was then that their comms chimed, and it was Hunter’s voice they heard.

“Tech, Omega, do you copy?”

Tech exhaled heavily as he pulled out his comm. “Affirmative. We took an unforeseen detour, but we are alive.”

“Where are you?”

“That is a good question. Stand by.”

Omega looked around the cave for any indication of their location. She glanced behind her, and something caught her eye. She got up and walked towards the faint yellow light that was shining through a crack in the cave wall. “Tech. Look.” She whispered.

Tech examined his datapad. “There is a passageway just beyond this wall. We could use the ipsiym you mined to access it.” He said excitedly before he lifted his comm. “Hunter, we found an alternative way out, but you will need to retrieve our gear.”

“Found it.” Wrecker said as he led the way through the tunnel.

“All right, Tech. We’ve got the gear and the ipsium.” You said into your comm as you picked up Omega’s stuff.

“Good. Next, you’ll need to carefully scale down the narrow crevasse and descend into the aqueduct below. You will come upon us once the rapids eject you over the waterfall.”

“Cause why would it be a simple case of following a path.” You grumbled to yourself as you climbed through the hole and stared down the crevasse Tech was talking about.

“But you must not compromise the mineral vials, or you will perish.” Tech warned.

It was then that Wrecker saw exactly what Tech was talking about. “You got to be kidding me!”

Hunter followed you in. “Hang tight. We’re on our way.” He told Tech before he signed off.

“I hate this planet.” Wrecker whined before he got ready to join the two of you.

Tech sat down next to Omega. “We will be out of this cavern in short order once they arrive with the mineral.”

“Except we still don’t have the Marauder or a way off this planet, and we can’t contact Echo for help.” Omega said miserably as she hugged her knees to her chest.

“We do not need help. We will figure out a solution as we always do.” Tech said simply.

Omega had to take a breath. “Everything is changing, and you don’t even care.”

“I am not sure how I should care about change. It is a fundamental part of life.” Tech said hesitantly, not fully sure if she would grasp what he was trying to say.

He just wasn’t getting it and Omega’s frustration and unhappiness got the better of her. “Echo left. Why doesn’t that bother you?” She snapped.

Tech paused for a moment as he considered his response. He kept his tone as gentle as he could manage. “I am aware that you miss him, but we have to adapt and move on. That is what soldiers do.”

“We’re more than that. We’re a family. Aren’t we?” Omega asked, her voice quiet but hopeful that she wasn’t misguided in how she felt about all of you, and it was something you all experienced too.

“Well, uh, yes.” Tech stammered, taken aback by the question as he hadn’t given the matter much thought. So much of his life had seen war being a central issue, there hadn’t been much in the way of feeling that true family connection, save for the usual sibling dynamics. They’d seen themselves cast out by many of their fellow brothers and so they only really had each other but the arrival of you and now Omega had seen that dynamic start to change and grow, but it had felt so natural, he hadn’t fully realised how familial things had become. “Yes, of course we are.” He assured her.

“Then why don’t you act like it?”

Tech looked to the space ahead and found himself needing a moment to consider his reply because he didn’t have an immediate answer for her- a rare position for him to be in. He could list of facts and data with no issue but being asked to consider his feelings on a subject, particularly one of this nature, was new territory for him. He released a sigh. “Echo chose a different path, as did Crosshair.”

Omega’s eyes widened slightly as she heard Tech use Crosshair’s name. It had been so long since any of you had mentioned him.

“I have to respect their decision.” Tech continued. “Even though it can be difficult to understand, we must carry on. I may process moments and thoughts differently, but it does not mean that I feel any less than you.” He told the young girl.

Omega looked at him let his words sink in. What he had said had helped her see a different side to him and the whole situation and she knew talking about such things would have been hard for him, so she appreciated that he’d done it. Before she could say anything, a distant scream interrupted any potential conversation. The two of them watched as you, Hunter and Wrecker came splashing into the pool.

Omega knelt down beside a coughing Wrecker as he lay on his front. “See? That wasn’t so bad.”

Wrecker could only manage to hold his thumb up.

As you climbed ashore, you tossed Omega’s stuff ahead of you and gently put down the ipsium satchel. You risked a glance in Hunter’s direction and immediately regretted it. The way water dripped from his face and his hair- which framed his face perfectly- had you biting your tongue to keep back an appreciative groan. You knew he could feel your eyes on him and saw that he was getting ready to look at you. Don’t look or speak to me until you’ve dried off. To be blunt, I cannot cope with how hot you’re looking right now.

To be honest, that suited him just fine because he was sure that if he focused too much on you right now, he’d be struggling too. The water had certainly helped but he was still trying to cool off after the hours spent next to you as you all had worked to clear the mine. Watching you work without your top layer off earlier had been a trying feat as he’d seen the strength and power you’d exuded. The droplets of sweat that had been dotted around your exposed skin demonstrating your capability and making you all the more enticing.

Hunter held onto Omega’s ankles as he boosted her up to place a vial of the ipsium by the fragile point on the cave wall. He carefully put her on her own two feet once she’d done that and the five of you hustled behind a rock.

Realising the others had put their helmets back on, you pulled your hood and mask up as Tech drew his blaster.

“How come he gets to blow it up?” Wrecker grumbled.

“If the shot is not precise it will cause another cave-in.” Tech replied before he fired his shot.

You all laid flat as the explosion sounded and the rocks crashed to the ground, and you were met with the joyous sight of sunlight.

As the others moved to leave, you gently touched Tech’s arm. You couldn’t quite get away with the typical sibling dynamic of fighting and then moving on from it a few hours later or at least, not when this situation had felt like a proper fight rather than a minor squabble. You needed to put this matter to rest properly. You didn’t like how on each other’s backs the two of you had been recently, Tech, can we talk for a second?

Tech turned to face you expectantly.

You exhaled deeply. “I know things were kinda tense for a while back there. I certainly didn’t display the best parts of myself and acted poorly. I just wanted to say sorry I was so hostile towards you.”

Tech dipped his head in acceptance. “We all say things and act differently in the heat of the moment, myself included. I’m sorry for my part in things too.”

You pulled your mask down and smiled warmly at him before you both followed the others out of the cave.

You shielded your eyes from the sunlight and looked across the horizon to see what you assumed was the spaceport Tech had referred to earlier and his words confirmed that.

“That is the spaceport but there does not appear to be much activity.” Tech revealed.

“Well, there better be some chow there, because I’m sick of rations.” Wrecker said.

Hunter had taken his helmet off again. “Let’s check it out.” He said as he glanced at Omega.

Omega nodded and led the way down.

“Permission to talk and look at you again?” Hunter said humorously as the others stepped past him.

You faced him and grinned. “Ah yes, much better. Permission granted, Sergeant.” You kissed his cheek but before you could walk away, Hunter took a hold of your waist and cradled the side of your jaw as he brought his lips to yours. You placed your hand on the centre of his chest and sighed happily into the kiss.

He couldn’t help it; he acted without really thinking it through. It had been a trying and tiring day and he needed it. It was a brief, sweet moment since you both knew it wasn’t the time nor place for anything more, but it was exactly what was needed.

“Stop looking at me like that.” You murmured as you pulled away and held his gaze. Warmth flooded your veins and your body started to tremble at the adoration is his eyes.

“Like what?” Hunter breathed, although he was sure he already knew given the way his body was reacting and what he was experiencing was reflected in your own eyes.

Before you could form a reply, you were interrupted.

“Hey! You two coming or what?” Wrecker hollered.

You and Hunter laughed quietly before the two of you set off after the others.

It was nightfall by the time you reached the port, but it was a disheartening sight. Everything looked old and decrepit. It was desolate. You weren’t going to find help here.

Wrecker let out a dejected groan as he came upon an empty pot.

“Where is everyone?” Omega asked.

“It’s abandoned.” Hunter said heavily. “For a while, by the look of it.”

“We came all this way for nothing!” Wrecker said, his spirit defeated.

“Not nothing.” Tech countered. “I can send out a long-range transmission with that array.” He indicated to the satellite ahead.

“No can do, I’m all tied up at the moment. You’ll have to figure it out yourselves.” The holographic image of Cid said.

The sheer lack of concern and casual way she dismissed your predicament shouldn’t have surprised you, but you still found yourself getting aggravated. “Are you fu- are you serious?” You caught yourself as Omega had half-turned to face you.

“Cid, you sent us on this mission.” Hunter argued.

“Well, I didn’t tell you to get your ship stolen, did I?” She retorted.

You scoffed and had to withhold the flurry of insults that threatened to leave your mouth.

“Cid, we need your help.” Omega implored.

“Just like we helped you regain control of your parlour from Roland Durand, and when we cleared your sizable debt with Millegi-”

“I didn’t ask for a recap, Goggles.” Cid said crossly. She looked at Omega once more and the pleading look behind the girl’s eyes got her to reluctantly back down. She groaned. “All right. Give me a few days and I’ll see what I can do.”

“We don’t have enough rations to last a few-” Any protest from Hunter died as Cid immediately signed off.

“What do we do now?” Wrecker asked him as he munched on his ration bar.

Hunter just stared at the piece of food in Wrecker’s hand.

“We’ll figure it out, like we always do.” Omega said optimistically as she shared a nod of understanding with Tech.

The rumble of thunder got Hunter’s attention. He stared at the storm in the distance and looked around him as his squad fell in line behind him. He felt your hand intertwine with his.

We’ll get out of this.

“Never knew you were such an optimist.” He whispered.

I can find it when I need to. You said as you gave his hand a comforting squeeze. You knew you guys would figure something out, you were nothing if not resourceful.

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autumnaaltonen · 1 year

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What if Alucard’s S/O was not afraid of his restriction level 1 form but instead felt comforted by it like they were being fully embraced by him maybe they even give Baskerville some pets

Alucard's S/O Reacting to Restriction Level 1

Warnings: none

You'd have to be in a pretty shitty situation to witness Alucard let go to Restriction Level 1

There's a reason Abraham Van Hellsing had the Control Art Restriction system created, and that's because there is so much power packed into Alucard, having it all out at once would create city-wide destruction (gee where have we seen that before)

So for Level 1 to make an appearance, Alucard must be very desperate to keep you safe

Each of the Six control restrictions have a different form associate with them, Level 1 being what I like to call "Leathercard", due to the leather buckle strait-jacket suit he wears

And of course, as seen with his fight with Luke Valentine, Level 1 also allows Alucard to access some of his more powerful familiars, including the Black Hound of Baskerville

I think Alucard's S/O's reaction would really depend on the era they were born in, considering how desensitized Millennials and Gen Z have become to horror, violence and general creepiness

So going by today's standards, when his S/O finally sees Alucard in all of his Level 1 glory, their first thought would probably be around the lines of "haha, cool"

"My lover is so amazing, AND his ass looks great in leather"

Let's be honest with ourselves here, if you're being courted by Alucard, there's a monster-fucker somewhere inside of you

So Level 1 will definitely turn you on, if just a little 👹

I only watch Hellsing for that one hot guy

Oh yeah, Vladcard, right?

—Yes. The age appropriate, conventionally attractive man. Definitely not leather bdsm daddycard

Alucard would initially be uncomfortable with showing you this side of him, he knows what he is, and that's the monster of all monsters, bloodthirsty, merciless, and violent

As he prepares himself to console you, imagining screams of horror and tears falling down your cheeks, he's quite surprised to see how unfazed you are

But honestly, he shouldn't be

You fell in love with him, after all, knowing of the piles of bloody laundry he carries on his back

"I like your dog," you smile, making grabby hands towards Baskerville. He allows you to caress the black hound's shadowy fur, enjoying how it tickles your hands and face

"You look good in black," you smirk, "though I can't imagine you getting all those belts off in time for dinner. Need any help 😏 ?"

After this incident, Alucard takes this time to educate you a little more about himself, and the Control Art Restrictions that bind him to the Hellsing family

If you ever ask to see his other forms, it would need to be in a safe and open environment where he could make sure you won't get hurt

He just hopes to God or Satan that you'll never have to see Level 0

#hellsing #hellsing ultimate #alucard #alucard x reader

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Upgraded Voices In My Head (Ch. 5: Michael makes an entrance)

Fandom: Be More Chill: The Musical Ships: Boyf riends and Squipemy Links to Chapters 1, 2, 3, and 4 Summary: Jeremy, for the most part, was okay with the effects of accidentally drinking Mountain Dew. Having an upgraded Squip that's no longer a complete douche-bag (okay, he was still a little shitty, but nothing too unbearable)? Cool. Squip playing matchmaker for him and his multiple crushes? Awesome. Falling in love with said Squip? Not exactly ideal.

Dropping down to the final step, Jeremy swiveled around to awkwardly lean against the soda-stained arm of a battered sofa (the Squip would have to convince him to dispose of that later), all while never taking his eyes off the rather uncomfortable advanced AI. He stared the boy down for a few moments in a (successful, if his host’s increased fidgeting was any indication) attempt at intimidation before shuddering, a wave of cold electricity running up his spine, and snapped back in hopes of distracting from his darkening cheeks, air sudden too hot and room too cramped (especially with the gremlin huddled in one of the couch’s corner and gripping the controller so hard his nails were digging into its plastic sides, music blaring from his oversized headphones so loud it was audible even from where they stood as glossed over eyes fixated themselves on crude low poly pixel art).

“What?” He sneered, practically baring his fangs and catching the human off guard before he mentally scrambled for a reply that didn’t reveal how shamelessly he’d been checking the computer out.

“I, uh, I was just wondering why, um, why you’re human form still looks kinda like Keanu Re-oof!” Before Jeremy could finish, his guest ripped off his headphones, threw them on the woolen carpet, and tackled him in a warm hug, flinging them both into the sofa cushion and wiping the hostile interaction clean from the host’s mind. The Squip, eyeing the home intruder visitor cautiously, silently slipped behind the stairs as Jeremy reciprocated the hug, burying his face in his friend’s soft shoulder for a soft moment before beaming a warm smile at him. “Michael! Holy shit, it’s so good to see you, man. How come you’re home early?”

“Our flight back got cancelled so we took an early one home. The trip was still hella gnarly though. God, you woulda loved it, man! We’re taking you with us next time, I promi...whoooooa, wait...” Eerie silence pierced through enthusiasm to reveal concern as he finally took in Jeremy’s new apprentice in full. The gamer gently cupped his reddening face with one hand, gingerly thumbing over the fresh scar, along with a few stray acne bumps, on his cheek and brushing the soft curls dangling in front of his bandages out of the way. “Dude, what...happened?” Startled by the sudden intimacy, he bashfully turned to the side to avoid his friend’s intense stare and explained what led to the mess that was last night, taking particular care to leave out the face planting like a moron bit and being practically coddled by his dotting Squip before standing back up and bracing himself for Michael’s reaction.

“...Well,...yeah, but...you’re good now, right?” He pried, poking and prodding a now heavily flustered Jeremy’s face in search of any \ injuries he might’ve missed. “‘Cause I don’t think I could ever forgive myself if something serious happened just ‘cause I wasn’t here to, like, nag you about taking care of yourself n’ shit.”

Jeremy's eyes widened before they shifted to the floor, his hands beginning to fidget again (Squip would have to deal with that later). “Aw, c’mon, Micky, y-you know you don’t have to worry about me.” The jet lag from his wonky trip hours ensured that Michael did not have the time, nor the energy, to explain why that sentence took the prize for Biggest Understatement of the Decade. ”I’m totally fine! I mean, my head is givin’ me hell and I’m fucking starving, but, like, besides that Squip says I’ll be fine, so, uh, yeah.” He spat out, earning an overly drawn-out sigh of relief from his player 1 who slumped back into his seat.

“Oh, thank god!” Shoulders dropping, Michael leaned back against his friend and let out a sigh. “Man, you are so fucking lucky you’re not hurt for real, Jer. You pull a stunt like that again and I won’t hesitate, bi-wait did you say squip?” The other nodded casually before Michael shot him a curious look.

“Oh, right! Okay,..” He shot up out of his seat and swiftly grabbed Michael’s sleeve, ripping him up from the couch to reveal a stone-faced, cleanly dressed man that the player 1 could only describe as a stylish and almost threatening version of “chill” personified practically staring into his soul, while Jeremy hooked himself onto the man’s arm, vibrating with an almost childlike excitement. It vaguely reminded him of the joy that the player 2 radiated after finally asking Christine out or finding out about how to silence Squip's excessive internal nagging with a Mountain Dew red binge (the irony between that last example and the situation at hand did not escape Michael) “So! This is my-”

“Squip.” He interjected, extending an arm in search of a handshake while silently bracing himself to touch a most likely greasy and calloused hand. “Shorthand for super quantum unit Intel processor. You must be Michael. Truly a...” Closing his eyes and grimacing, he forced out his best, almost like the words stung. “...pleasure...to meet you, sir. Jeremy has told me many oh, for god sakes, why do you humans insist on throwing things at me today!?” The hologram groaned, bending over to pick up the thrown Xbox controller that had phased through him and place it back on top of its console while Jeremy ran to Michael’s side.

Failing to apprehend his friend due to his less-than-stellar strength (see: noodle arms), he opted for a more reason-based persuasion, muting the voice inside his head nagging on about how the emotion-driven best friend would probably just dismiss anything he said when dealing with something this serious.

“Dude, what the hell is your problem!?”

Micheal gave his friend a baffled look before pointing at the hologram. “That! That thing is the source of like...85% of all my problems.”

“I assume the other 15% stem from your raging idiocy, correct?”

Before Michael could bite back with a “Fuck off, you satanic tic tac!” or something equally unclever, Jeremy glared at his Squip before overprotective wrapping his arms around Michael, whose eyes widened at the sudden contact, and pulling him close, taking a half step back from the program. “Hey, cool it, dude! That’s, like, my favorite person you’re talking about.”

The Squip cringed at the young adult’s poor taste. “That’s your favorite person?” Clearly, he didn’t have much competition for the title.

...not that he wanted it, of course.

“Oh, yeah, uh, sorry about that. I swear, he’s usually not...” Jeremy studied the almost bloodthirsty look in the eyes of his kicking and screaming friend as he clawed frantically at the offending Intel processor. “...like this.”

“I should hope not. Spending too much time around someone so...” The computer program circled around the calmer yet still scouring teen, combing over every inch of him with his electronic scanners. “...juvenile would hinder my objective.”

“Suck a dick, asshole!”

The Squip only blinked. “I hope you know you’re only proving my point.”

“I hope you know you’re a defective piece of shit.”

A harsh, palpable silence fell over the room as Michael slumped into his player two’s arms in gradual exhaustion, and said player loosened his grip subtly and unwittingly leaned toward his Squip, his wide eyes frantically picking apart each pixel. Simulated breath hitching, the Squip froze for so long, Jeremy had time to toy with the idea that he might be glitching. The last time Jeremy saw him project glossy, shifting eyes, shaky hands, and a loss for words (God knows that thing never shut up) was during the glimpse he caught moments before passing out from the shock of The Play™. Back then it’d only been there as a last-ditch attempt to draw sympathy out of Jer in vain hopes of reactivation, but there was no reason for it now, considering the lack of real, high-stakes threat (Unless you counted Michael and, quite frankly, he knew the Squip was smart enough not to). The first time was a dull shock to Jeremy’s system.

The second only stirred up a vague sense of concern he was sure the Intel processor saw.

The Squip, of course, couldn’t have that.

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sebastian-lerm-scoop · 1 year

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In advent of how shitty the velma series turned out to be here's my pitch for a hopefully better take on an adult Scooby-Doo show. First thing it would be set a bit further back than the original show. Specifically in the sixties, but a more realistic version of the sixties with plenty of opportunities to demonstrate race and civil rights issues. Now that we have the setting let's go down the list of characters!

•Shaggy: He would be like an actual stoner not just implied. He would smoke weed often and get the munchies from it. Now here's my spin on his character. Shaggy would be a VERY good martial artist. This is obviously in refrence to the UI Shaggy meme, but it goes deeper than that. Shaggy's father would be a WWII vet who after coming home from Japan opened up his own dojo which was a commonplace thing at that time. He would then teach Shaggy some form of martial arts and Shaggy would EXCEL at them. However to not alter Shaggy's character too drastically he would be fearless around people but EXTREMELY scared of ghosts like the good old shaggy we know and love. I also think he would be into comic books and The Beatles.

•Fred: My concept of Fred has him as a really gifted mechanical engineer that comes from a rich family. Why is his family rich you ask? Well his father would be a popular conservative politician with some pretty harmful worldviews. Keep in mind this is the sixties. Fred would be very opposed to his fathers politics and actually be a pretty active civil rights protester much to his father's dismay. Fred's father would want Fred to follow in his footsteps and get into politics, but Fred wants to be an engineer as previously stated. I think Fred would enjoy working on the mystery machine as well given his enjoyment of machinery. Fred I think would like to build Rube Goldberg machines mainly as complex mouse traps or something of the like. His father would hate this of course. Also since this would be an adult show Fred could say fuck.

•Daphne: Daphne would grow up on a farm. Her parents and grandparents and so on would be a long line of farmers. Daphne isn't at all interested in this though. She really enjoys fashion, art, and poetry. Similar to Fred I think she would be an activist as well. That could actually be how they meet. She would also be pretty into history and things of that nature. I feel like that interest would tie well into her enjoyment of different kinds of art. I think she would aspire to be a musician not only to further her love of art and poetry, but to also spread positive messages to as many people as she can. Her family would also be very conservative but in a contrasting way to Fred's parents. While Fred's father would be pretty hateful and deliberately manipulative in nature being a politician and all, I think Daphne's parents would more represent the ignorance and blind fear of those different than them. I feel like Daphne aspiring to be more knowledgeable about the word around her would put her at odds with her family often.

•Velma: Velma would be a pretty shy and often bullied person. I feel like Shaggy would fight off her bullies for her at times. She would have pretty bad social anxiety but would begin to open up around her friends. The main thing I would add to her character would be to make her a closeted lesbian which in the sixties I imagine was excruciating. She would take to books and liturature as a way to cope. Namely mysteries like Sherlock Holmes, Nancy Drew, and the Hardy Boys. To add on to her daily stress her parents would be VERY Christian and while not being as overtly bigoted as some of the other gang's parents they would definitely be judgy to those they deem different. Velma would want to be a private investigator (which she would get the chance at when the gang starts solving mysteries). I imagine her parents would have been supportive of her dream if they didn't want her to be a traditional wife and settle down with a man. "Leave the mysteries to the men :)" ugh I can FEEL the patronizing tone.

•Scooby-Doo: At last we have Scooby. Now the big thing about good ol Scoob is that he's a talking dog. How would I make that work within this setting? Well I would make him a ghost of course! Not just any ghost however he would be a Yokai. I feel like the fact that Scooby is a Yokai would be hidden to Shaggy and maybe even Scoob himself. I could see this being an end of season reveal. I think the kind of Yokai that fits the best is one known as the Inugami. Inugami are said to be essentially familiars for a person or family heres an excerpt from Yokai.com "Inugami serve their masters loyally, performing tasks just like a faithful dog. They are loyal to one person or one family only, and unless seriously mistreated they remain loyal forever; these spirits can be passed down from generation to generation like an heirloom." Now doesn't that sound familiar? (Pun intended). Now I imagine Shaggy's father could potentially have married or remarried a Japanese woman and this woman would have the Yokai Scooby-Doo protecting her family. Now Scooby loyally protects Shaggy. Sticking with him through thick and thin! What a good boy.

Well theres my weird and wacky ideas for a (maybe) better adult Scooby-Doo show. Let me know what you think or if you have something to add. It is a bit goofy but hey so is Scooby-Doo! See ya.

#scooby doo #scooby gang #shaggy rogers #fred jones #velma dinkley #daphne blake #lesbian velma #velma the series #ultra instinct shaggy #this post is way too long #scooby doo au #scooby au

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bb-editing · 1 year

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ROXANA (Chapter 28)

*E/N: Sorry for the wait!

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My God, today really is a shitty day.

Roxana nearly laughed out loud- I felt this meeting to be ridiculously awkward. Father, on the other hand, seemed to utter every word as if it were gospel. Why is he taking this so seriously?

I finally replied. “When I was young, you didn’t seem to think so.”

Father clucked his tongue in response. “Ah, that. That was before Asil died, right? I’m glad his death prevented you from continuing to be as useless as him.”

He continued. “It’s good that we got rid of him. He was a bad influence on you.”

I stared at him silently, calculating my next words with care. “I’m glad, too. My time with Asil seems like a long distant memory now, and honestly, it’s not a name you need to dirty your mouth with again. My mother and I are ashamed enough that you ever saw that side of us.” I smiled.

Father obviously couldn’t tell how disingenuous I was being. Forcing his children to master the art of deception really was a double-edged sword.

“I’m truly glad that you think I resemble you,” I said, bowing slightly.

He tilted his glass toward me in acknowledgement, grinning once again.

* * *

“You may leave.”

“Yes, Miss Roxana,” Emily said.

I consumed my daily dose of Emily’s poison tea after returning to my room, calling upon two butterflies after I’d dismissed her.

Somehow, I was more tired than usual today; though I wanted nothing more than to lie down in bed and sleep away the endless day, I knew I had no choice but to work.

I raised my hand for the butterflies to make contact with and form a mental connection to me. Visions of the Western border and its surrounding dark forest entered my mind. The red moon. The screeches of crows. Blood-soaked blades, and corpses everywhere.

Then, a black-haired man standing in the midst of all the chaos.

I sat up in surprise; the butterfly flew away, severing the connection and cutting off the visions. However, I didn’t need to see more. I already knew.

Dion Agriche, Father’s most beloved child…

He had returned.

* * *

I had been on edge since morning. There was a time delay since the butterfly saw Dion at the border, so I could expect to see Dion in the Agriche mansion within the next few days.

The vision of Dion standing over the carnage was etched into my mind, and it entered my conscious thoughts abundantly and impulsively through the day. It made me want to throw up.

The people he’d killed were likely Pedelian soldiers dispatched to locate Cassis. Shit. Was Father the one who ordered Dion to patrol the border for Pedelian intruders?

“If you have something to say, just say it.”

It seemed my troubling thoughts had slipped past my nonchalant façade, and Cassis had picked up on them. However, he remained cool and calm as usual.

“Cassis…” I blurted, before quickly shutting my mouth. … No, I shouldn’t tell him just yet. I shouldn’t give him the idea that rescuing him is impossible.

“… Get better quickly.”

Cassis studied me with suspicious eyes, but let me leave the room without further questions.

* * *

I had just finished feeding the butterfly egg when I saw a dark cloud forming in the morning sky. Before I had walked another couple of steps forward, I began to feel soft rain drizzling onto me.

If Emily were with me, she would have prepared with umbrella and prevented me from getting wet. But I was alone in the garden, immersed in the smell of poisonous plants, now more pungent thanks to the rain.

My mind had been frazzled these past few days in the wake of Dion’s impending return, and I made a beeline for my room to freshen up before visiting Cassis.

Suddenly, I felt a presence behind me and turned around.

The smell of blood, grass, and rain entered my nostrils. The figure towered over me, piercing me with his cold eyes.

“Dion.”

I almost stepped back instinctively, but he reached out to grab my wrist. The feeling of his cold skin against mine inadvertently made me flinch, and his low voice made my ears tremble.

“Why are you hurt?”

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any chance you'd gush about ender lilies? i'm stuck in that weird spot where i kinda wanna get a game, but i'm not a 100% yet, and i know you like it, and from what i've seen, we share rather similar tastes, so!

obviously don't feel forced, but at least personally, i'd never turn down a chance to gush about something i like haha

OH MAN NO IT'S NOT FORCING AT ALL, I LOVE THAT GAME

first of all, if you generally enjoy that sort of Spooky Spelunking Metroidvania subgenre you will probably enjoy Ender Lilies quite a bit! It's also gorgeously full of detail, has a really stunning art style, so it's lovely to look at too, and it has a wonderful soundtrack.

The story is nothing like SUPER INNOVATIVE but it also doesn't need to be! It is however refreshingly compassionate about like....not prettifying all your dead ghost friends who Lily essentially purifies and takes along with her for the ride because sometimes a family is like 26 ghosts and one live kid. They are just as shitty-looking as they are when you fight them and while I know it's likely due to it being a smart idea to reuse assets, I just really love the fact that Lily's ragtag group of weirdo undead is never polished up and you never really get to see what they looked like 'before', they're just...with you now. It really strengthens the thematic of moving on and some kind of life persisting even when everything is in ruins.

For me it personally hits the sweet spot of having enough information on characters/background lore/story for me to work out what's happening, a fair amount packed into implications, but also a lot to play with. You get enough about each ghost (and obviously the most for major ghosts that form the bulk of Lily's skill set) to like, figure out what they were like pre-apocalypse generally but also plenty of wiggle room to just like...bulk them up too through implications and all.

It's also just like. Fun. I can slog through clunky mechanics for Story and Characters but I really do enjoy Ender Lilies mechanically. It's a bit stiffer than Hollow Knight and others of its ilk (i might compare it more to Salt and Sanctuary with less horrifying leap-of-faith environmental restrictions...sorry salt and sanctuary i tried) but like, it does make sense because you are controlling one whole-ass not-combat-trained child. I love messing around with spirit combos and figuring out who my favourites are. It's real good!

ANYWAY YES THANKS ANON FOR LETTING ME RAMBLE. I HOPE U ENJOY IF YOU DO DECIDE TO GET IT

#rukamemes #ender lilies

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marine-indie-gal · 1 year

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Ok, so little Unpopular Opinion to say the least, but I actually do like The Super Mario Bros Movie with Bob Hoskins (even though most of the Movie's Plots were indeed Shitty and that some of the Character Designs look absolutely nothing like the Original Characters) but what I do like about it is how it takes up a little FairyTale Aestheic Realistic development but on how that despite most of the designs being inaccurate, I like other people's takes on Designs that are Quite Different for their own personal interpretations despite the New Mario Movie coming up which I am exicited to see. As far as I am indeed one of the Few Fans who actually liked the 90s Movie, I decided to put up a little spin around the SMG4 characters if they were in the 90s Movie Universe. Inspired by a Few Out there who have done their own personal takes on what Characters in a Different Media based on the Said Franchise would look like in a Different Style. Considering that the 90s Movie made its own versions on some of the Mario Characters different, I figure why not do the same with some of the SMG4 Characters if their own LA Movie Counterparts were to be different than the Originals.

Some Info About My Own Personal Takes:

Meggy - While not looking alike at all with the Cephalopod Humanoid Creatures that we are all familiar with, I wanted to make an attemption of Inklings and Octolings by making them more Merfolk-like with a little spit of some Alien features as if Merfolk Cephalopods look something like Water-themed Aliens that still resembles most Cephalopods in Marine Life (kinda like the Amphibian Man from "The Shape of Water" and other Sea Monsters). Granted, I wanted to make Meggy's Inkling form something like an Actual Cephalopod Mermaid with more Squid/Octo-Like features (she still has the ability to transform into a Squid whenever she can) and as for her Human form, I know it's not very Athlete-like, but just imagine that she's still the same Meggy who can kick ass like a total badass but can still go through her Mer-Squid form whenever she want too. Also, Yeah, the Inklings and Octolings in this AU (while being Merfolk instead of looking more Humanoid) have the ability to transform into Humans for disguises whenever they go on land (so techincally think of it as in AU where if Meggy never lost her Inkling form).

SMG4 and SMG3 - Eh, not much about these designs. Let's just say I sorta redesign the New Designs of them by making them look close to how Mario and Luigi are depicited in the '93 film but I used accepts of more of their Real-Life Counterparts considering those Guys are indeed their Main Avatars to their own Fictional Mario World. I also gave SMG3 a sockhead instead of a Plumber Hat.

Melony - Considering that the Zelda franchise has Fantasy aspects, I wanted to make Melony look more like those Elf/Fairy-types of Creatures considering that she was turned as a Human by the Fierce Deity Mask. Say that she's sorta of a Fairy type inspired by the Nymphs of Greco-Roman Mythology, I also wanted to add in some Pink Flowers in her Hair while making her Wear a Forest-Fairy themed dress like most Fairies in Folklore (minus the Wings). As for the Real Inspiration for the Ears and even the Eyes, I mainly went with one of the Cult 80s Classics, "The Dark Crystal" by making Melony be inspired by the Gelfling characters in that Franchise; https://darkcrystal.fandom.com/wiki/Gelfling Axol - As far as Artists go throughout the Years, I wanted to make Axol look like some 90s Artist who can still draw Characters and Comics. Despite being born in Inkopolis in SMG4 Canon, in the 90s Movieverse, I can imagine him being born from a Sailor Family who had a passion for Art and even moves to Japan just like how did in the Original Series (so needless to say I did kept the Japan part of his life but for his Birthplace since Inklings and Octolings are Merfolk in this AU, Axol would have to be born in a Family of his near the Ocean at his own Beachouse where Inklings and Octolings still roam around the Seas). I also gave him one piercing in one of his earrings and let's just say that the badges that he wears are Buttons of Classic Anime Icons (like Goku from Dragon Ball or Sailor Moon).

Boopkins - Considering that most of the Mushroom Kingdom residents in the 90s version look nothing like their own actual counterparts from the Game, I had to make Boopkins a Human just like how the '93 Movie went. I know that Fishy Boopkins is based off of Spike (considering that he does appear in the Movie) but I actually wanted to make Boopkins look different from Spike like he's his own Actual Character. I went with the Blonde Hair and Green Eyes to resemble how he looks, I also gave him a Shirt that has a Fish on it considering that he's a Sea Creature but he's still the Guy who bonds with Sea Creatures and Anime. Bob - Like the Original, he is a Garo but I tend to take some inspirations off of the Garo Master from the Zelda Franchise. So like how that the Movie Goombas are, I wanted to make Bob's species look even more different by having them look something like the Skeksis from "The Dark Crystal" (hint by that Bird face which looks something like a Plague Mask and even the Reptellien-like tail), I also took one accept from his New Design by having him wear a Bandana around his Neck. I also gave Bob some pupils that would make it look extra Creepy.

Tari - I wanted to make her look something like a 90s Gamer by the tell of the Gloves and even that Outfit (which has the Rubber Duck on it), I also gave her Brown Hair and Blue Eyes with some little Blue diet on her Short Hair to still resemble on how she actually looked. In an addition, I also gave her a Heart necklace to resemble her own kindness. Saiko - Since she's a Bad Girl judging by her own name which translates to "Psycho Bitch", I wanted to make her look more Punk-like with a Few More Spikes to resemble her own Style and even have a Skull wearing a Bowtie on her own Top Shirt. I also gave her a Pink Eyeshadow since Pink is her Main Color but has for her Hair diets, I cut them off and made most of her Hair more Pink and even replace the Bowties for the Pigtails with a Headband that has a Bow on her head (I also gave her a piercing on her Nose). Imagine her living on the Streets like she's part of some Punk Gang who's got a Weapon of a Baseball Bat instead of a Giant Hammer.

Swag and Chris - Ok so much like how that the Mario Bros are depicited in the Film to resemble their Original Counterparts, I wanted to do the same for both Swagmaster and Chris, only instead, they work as Police Offiers working at a Police Department but are still are Security Guards like how they are in the Original Series. Swag almost looks like the same as his OG Self but for Chris, I added an Eyepatch on his own Scared Eye cause I thought it would be cool and I also gave him a little Tattoo that's meant to resemble Black Fire if you can at least spot the Other Addition that I added in. Shroomy - Easy as peasy, I made him wear a Different Scout Outfit to resemble his OG Self, though for the Hair color, he's still a Redhead like Meggy but I also gave him some Freckles as a relfection to some of his Spots from his own Mushroom head but even the Hair Bangs is mainly the real reflection behind his Actual Mushroom head.

SMG4 (c) Luke and Kevin Lerdwichagul Super Mario Bros. Movie 1993 Film (c) Rocky Morton and Annabel Jankel Mario (c) Nintendo

#smg4 #supermarioglitchy4 #super mario bros movie #super mario bros 1993 #au #meggy #smg3 #melony #axol #boopkins #bob #tari #saiko #swagmaster #shroomy #chris gordman

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Hello! If you’re reading this, you have somehow managed to spawn into my Tumblr page. Whether you’re uninvited or invited, welcome.

Check out more info under the cut ;)

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Basic Info:

My online name is Radar. My real name/deadname will not be disclosed for personal reasons.

I use any pronouns. I personally like He/They, however you can use whatever pronouns you want as a way to refer to me.

I am Bisexual and Genderfluid. For a while I used to believe I was more under the trans umbrella, but I’m starting to really think about it and I like the whole concept of being both genders. It’s nice, and it makes me feel comfortable with myself.

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This account will mostly showcase my art and stuff, my main account (*cough* @radarthesomething *cough*) does have some art, but that’ll just kinda.. stay there.

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- You’re allowed to use my art as your pfp as long as you use proper credits

- Please do not try to take my work and claim it as yours, it’s not cool and it makes you look like a dick

- If you are to use my art in any form of media (videos, music, photos, etc.) please credit me in some way, shape, or form.

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Fandoms I’m in:

- SMG4

- DDLC

- Half-Life VR but the AI is Self Aware (HLVRAI)

- Half-Life Alyx but the Gnome is TOO AWARE

- Regretevator

- Steven Universe

- Spider-Man: Into/Across the Spider-Verse

- Freeman’s Mind

- QSMP

The list goes on, but I’d be here for hours if I kept going.

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YouTubers/Streamers I am fond of:

- Radio TV Solutions (RTVS)

- Jerma985

- SMG4

- Philza Minecraft

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Hi! This is editor Radar. I’m finally deciding to add Tags for my posts and shit… yeah 👍

#RadarArt - Non-Fandom Art

#RadarsFandomArt - Fandom Art

#RadarRambles - Just random stuff I post about

#RadarREBLOG - Reblogs

#PhotoRadar - Photos I took and thought “The internet needs to see this.”

(More might be added another time ^^)

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Other Socials!

Art Fight - RadarTheCool (I’ve started to participate in this after hearing about it for a while)

AO3 - Im_A_GreatCool (You’ll find random ass fics and stories there)

Instagram - RadarTheSomething (VERY NEW, probably won’t use as much)

I will be adding a Twitter account soon, however I haven’t made an official art account for it yet 👍

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Do not interact with my content if you’re a shitty person. I consider this account to be a safe space for people of any race, sexuality, and gender. If you do not agree with me at this point, you may take your ass, turn it around, and leave my account.

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Hi, you reached the end of my intro post. I have no fucking clue what else to add here, so here’s an image. HAVE A GOOD DAY!

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#wayneradiotv #radiotvsolutions #hlvrai #smg4 #half life alyx #steven universe #introducing myself #radarrambles

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dicblo · 1 year

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Diablo Corvus // Twenty-Five // Shapeshifter // Bouncer

TRIGGER WARNING: DRUGS, ALCOHOL, ABUSE, ADDICTION, MURDER

Diablo was born into a world that never wanted him. His parents were in no place to raise a child let alone take care of themselves. His dad drank too much and his mom was busy working full time to take care of her son and afford her own addiction.

The household he grew up was very toxic. Neighbors would pound on the walls late at night as Diablo couldn't sleep because his parents were fighting. As he got a little older and bulkier in his preteens he took a few swings at his father to protect his mother. She was the one and only person he cared about in his life. Despite her own issues Diablo still loved her and she loved him.

His dad was gone before he hit thirteen. The man just dipped one day and never returned. Diablo couldn't have been happier to not have to fear if his mother would be hurt or he would have to endure the same feat.

School was stupid to Diablo. He wasn't learning anything valuable so he skipped most of the time and dropped out before he finished the eleventh grade. He didn't have many friends but the few people he did occasionally hang around with were a little older, just out of high school, and notorious for trouble. Diablo always had been too. He lived up to his name, often getting into trouble at school or being brought home for some petty arrest. Even at a young age he was a terror and as he got older he truly began to live up to his name.

He was in his teens when his shifting abilities came to light. He never knew anything about his family history and his mother would only freak out if he told her so he assumed it was his piece of shit father he inherited the skills from. It was one one decent thing he inherited from the man, in his opinion.

Maleficent entering the picture wasn't something he ever saw coming, but Diablo had been tired of a drab life and knew he was bound for a better life than just partying and taking care of his mother as her addiction grew worse.

Maleficent was powerful though with abilities like none other Diablo had seen. She taught him how to master abilities and in return he did her bidding. Diablo was loyal to the woman and did anything she asked without second thought.

Waking up in Evermore wasn't apart of the plan though. With Maleficent he was bound for greatness but then he woke up in that strange place, haunted only by the worst memories of his mother. He tried to remember the good but all he could remember were screaming matches between his parents and holding his mother's passed out body as he tried to save her from an overdose among other awful things. He chose to not think of it all, diving headfirst into drugs and alcohol to block out the haunting memories and assuming his mother was dead by now.

What he did remember, however, was Maleficent and every person that wronged her. He was still loyal to her, more now than ever. He was a bit lost, very troubled, but he had her to guide him.

It didn't take him long to get his ass in gear and find a shitty apartment. His job at Wonderland was whatever but at least he got to drink for free and beat up assholes.

He uses his shifting abilities more now than ever in Evermore. He's perfected them with Maleficent's help, but hasn't quite mastered the art of shifting or flying drunk which probably isn't a good idea in the slightest.

He uses his bird form to spy on those Maleficent has set him out to investigate, as well as his own vendettas. It's the most efficient and easiest way to gather information around town. So, no matter where someone turns Diablo is somewhere listening.

Frequently has nightmares and just bottles up all the emotions he claims not to have. One day he's just going to burst and it will be bad.

Aurora is a strange girl to Diablo. He only wants to get to know her for Maleficent's gain. He will cross any line it takes to get her in his palm and hand her to a silver platter to Maleficent. He remembers her from before Evermore, but keeps that information to himself. Maleficent enchanted Diablo so Aurora could not hear his thoughts so his though his mission is a long one he is faithful he can complete it.

He's a huge fuckboy and sleeps around a lot. Sort of lives by the sex, drugs, and rock 'n roll type of life. Looks the part with a lot of leather and tattoos.

Has killed before and will do it again. Do not test him.

His loyalty to the few close people around him is no joke. He would do anything for very few people if they just ask.

Has a kitten named Hex.

Scorpio sun, Aries moon, Capricorn rising

Pinterest can be found HERE.

#🔪 about #🔪 headcanon #tw drugs #tw addiction #tw alcohol #tw murder #tw

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rabbitdrabbles · 2 years

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introducing my OCs: the rabbit and the goat-man!!

[CW for torture, captivity, kidnapping, written and visual depictions of injury, mentions of amputation/decapitation, noncon touching, very vague mentions of sexual content?]

(also warning this post is LONG :P)

(the tag for them is #rabbit n goat)

^ edit: updated version, not much changed it’s just meant to be a mildly better (still shitty) ref lol

very basic info and initial designs

these two OCs started out on a random whim one summer’s night in 2021, and from then I’ve tried to tone down the amount of lore I’d add to them (because I REALLY love unnecessary worldbuilding) which I kind of failed at so sorry if this post is long.

about the rabbit:

- he isn’t actually a rabbit, as a matter of fact he’s a strange immortal being with the features of a large hare, a fox-like tail, slit snake pupils, canine teeth, and makes cat noises. quite the conglomerate of creatures indeed, but the goat-man just calls him a rabbit, and so that is his name.

- whenever a body part or organ is completely removed from the rabbit, a new and perfect replica grows in its place within typically a couple hours, although it depends: a few missing fingers or teeth only takes an hour or two whilst a removed spine or decapitated head could take well over a day. however, the removed body part remains for a short period of time before quickly decomposing (although if preserved properly it will remain fresh and not break down). the exception is the head and more specifically the brain, which both disintegrate immediately upon a new head/brain growing into place and cannot be preserved.

- anesthesia and other painkillers don’t work on him :3 muscle relaxants do immobilize him enough for the goat-man to operate on him, though…

- and did I mention he can’t pass out or vomit? he can’t be knocked unconscious unless he falls asleep on his own, and his stomach forcibly turns any and all nutrients, poisons and toxins into usable energy regardless of how painful the process is. I fucking love making this guy miserable

- his nerves/touch receptors are also more sensitive than a human’s, but on the bright side his immune system is strong enough to not just regenerate literally everything but also prevents infections, inflammations, rotting flesh, etc

- he can turn into a big fluffy hare looking thing!!! (see flemish giant rabbits for an approximate reference, although he’s bigger— the size of a large dog— and looks somewhat different). the goat-man finds this version of him irresistibly cute so he doesn’t really abuse him in that form, although he can forcibly shapeshift the rabbit back using intense electric shocks. I’ll link some art of what his animal form looks like later!

about the goat-man:

- unlike the rabbit he does look like a man crossed with a goat (although with an extraordinarily long tail), but it seems like he’s effectively immortal as well, it’s strange.

- an out-of-practice general surgeon, he technically does specialize some in orthopedics and a bit of thoracic surgery. he doesn’t operate or come to the hospital anymore though, instead choosing to bring hell upon the poor rabbit instead.

- when not covered in the scent of blood and gore, the goat-man smells of lemongrass and sandalwood and is actually pretty comfortable to sleep on/with. yeah.

- unexpectedly became obsessed with the rabbit’s fluffy ears and tail and pets them every chance he gets, and is positively in love with his animal form.

- self proclaimed mad scientist like the looney he is, sociopath, clean freak, taxidermy enthusiast, ex-satanist and sadist x100 :)

about both of em:

- they’re probably both aro/ace, and the goat-man has no libido whatsoever. the rabbit on the other hand, being a lagomorph hybrid… yeah I might not discuss it too much (we’ll see) but things do happen with him lol

- neither of em are good people. there’s not much else to be revealed about here (again I’m trying to cut down on lore) but all you have to know is that the goat-man is pretty explicitly… a sadistic shit and the rabbit actually used to be quite a malevolent force too in his past life. his backstory isn’t discussed about currently besides some passing mentions, he’s a little too broken for any of that anymore.

- because the goat-man is also the caretaker and comforter as well as the tormentor, the rabbit has developed an almost borderline stockholm syndrome towards him, referring to the goat-man as “sir” or occasionally “doctor” out of terrified politeness (ok tbf he doesn’t know his name) and has a habit of burying his face into his captor’s neck when he is allowed to sleep on the bed ;w; (it doesn’t help that the goat-man is his only source of human interaction and therefore he must rely on him for everything.)

- their little shenanigans happen almost like in a bubble inside the goat-man’s strange house in the middle of an infinitely vast, silent woods. there’s very strange things happening here indeed, and a (not confirmed canon) theory that not everything is as it seems… sigh just when I said I would cut down on the lore

- will the rabbit ever be able to take his revenge one day? maybe in an alternate universe… I have a chart planned of all the possible AU versions that’ll be revealed later haha

general full-body designs, may be subject to slight alterations (also note that all the artwork in this post is slightly old, from June 2021)

I don’t want to infodump everything all at once so these are just the barebones about them, I’ll be revealing more as time passes (and if you wanna know anything specific or just would like to immediately know more in general just send an ask!! I’d be MORE than happy to answer (￣∇￣) −☆)

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hugmekenobi · 8 months

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Ch 9 Snippit

Hey guys! Had quite a hectic week and wasn't able to work on the next chapter for a while and fell behind a bit but it's sorted now! So, got a little preview for any interested parties and I'm happy to report that I'm back working on it :)