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"Can't two guys be just friends?" If they stop looking at each other like that then sure
Chilaios Reincarnation AU
I haven’t seen all of the story yet I’m watching the Anime and slowly gathering a Manga Collection. So Apologies for anything that couldn’t comply with Canon
So we know Chilchuck’s Lifespan is already gonna be shorter than Laios due to Race but also because he’s basically Middle-aged on top of that so just, in post canon he is sadly gonna be the first to go of the Party, and I think that because of the Winged Lion maybe somehow Laios is also lasting longer just cause of some curse shenanigans.
So what if Chilchuck passes and is later reincarnated as another Half foot who has heard the legends of The King of Golden Country who had a party that surrounded him. Who had a Halffoot that he held dear to him. Which this new iteration of Chilchuck has been told he looks very similar to. Maybe this Incarnation meets with Laios before he passes and Laios gets a look in his eyes of recognition, But just moves on sullenly never addressing it, and leaving Chilchuck with a feeling in him that he never could place. Maybe when Laios passes he Reincarnates and the new incarnations meet once again very similar circumstances but once again the age gap causes Chilchuck to leave him once again. And this happens over and over again where they reincarnate and keep meeting briefly and have their relationships but just keep missing and one of them leaves too early. But finally in a more modern time, the golden country’s story and reemergence has become more legend than history, but the story of the King, his lover and his party are still deeply engraved in history. And maybe finally in this modern world half foots live as long as Tallmen, and finally Chilchuck and Laios are together for the entirety of their lifespans no longer leaving the other too soon for them to follow.
TL;DR: Chilaios au: where Chilchuck and Laios always meet when reincarnated, but keep barely missing each other, and finally, after a long time, they can spend the rest of their lives together.
WHY has no one talked about these panels. fuck it its 12 am (at the time of me "finishing" (<- not even close) writing this, its nearly 2 am) im going to talk about them
ahem.
before i get to the Main Point i wanna discuss chils tendency to spiral into his thoughts
like, sure, yeah, he's a reasonable guy. real logical-- but he tends to rush through so many possibilities and in this scene even berates himself for his tiny mistake. every thought in this scene goes so fast to me here, just "snap snap snap, call for help, no thatll attract too much attention- wait is there a switch? crap its too far away- nevermind lets just wait for marcille- but can i trust her with that?? god im so stupid, am i just gonna be trapped here until morning???" and it takes a moment for him to stabilise and snap out of it
like... he even has a little pep talk about it
i guess you could take this as him merely being a quick thinker? but i highly doubt it -- look at this fucking guy.
anyways. hes always got to be eased out of it one way or another, whether that be complainerism (self-explanatory), strategising with another person (that way all the insecure thoughts get pushed to the back in favour of working together), reassuring himself (discussed above) or...
you. could.
distract him.
place a brick wall in front of that zooming train of thought and watch it crash and burn :)
he doesnt even respond in that first pic, by the way. in fact, he doesnt say anything for another 3 (and a bit) pages, and by then the topic has been safely switched (granted those three pages are just marcille and laios making the familiars, but i feel it still stands that there was no response at all, not even visually)
secondly, in that other instance -- see how his eyes go wide as saucers when contact is made? and how they turn into pinpricks once he looks back**? god. and. like.
oh. fuck. ive gottta continue this in a reblog since ive reached the picture limit on mobile -- i am not even a THIRD of a way through all my thoughts on this- we didnt even get to my footnote!! sit tight everyone :)
Stop Smoking, We Love You
I wrote a little thing based on @unkat's chilaios EMS AU, which has consumed my little pea brain. you don't need a whole lot of context though. 1k words, cw mentions of medical trauma, smoking, drugs. title comes from the car seat headrest song which makes me misty eyed thinking about my stupid boys.
Chilchuck relished the icy cold breeze on his sweaty face as he burst out into the rear parking lot of the hospital, the one for the employees that visitors still park in. He patted himself down until the sharp corner of a fresh pack of Newports hit his palm, and he remembered he’d been trying to use the inside pockets after he’d accidentally dropped a pack during a call and wasted thirteen bucks and tax before he’d even opened the damn thing. He was fortunate enough to have remembered his lighter, too; Senshi’s visiting family this weekend and he has no one else to bum a light from. He’d gotten in trouble the last time he asked a patient out of desperation.
He flicked his zippo and lit it in one smooth motion, a party trick that had long worn out its novelty and was just about to put it to the menthol-cool cigarette between his lips when two large hands entered his vision. One clapped the zippo shut and the other pinched the cig by the filter, tugging both out of Chilchuck’s grip.
“Yoink.”
“You mother fucker—”
Laios laughed as Chilchuck lunged after the precious nicotine clutched in his big hands, held just out of reach.
“This doesn’t look like twenty feet to me,” Laios grinned.
“I was going to hold it in until I reached the grass, fuck off, alright?”
“Then you won’t mind if I walk with you?”
Laios returned what he’d taken, and Chilchuck snatched it back. “Fine, fine, whatever. Come freeze your ass off with me.”
They crossed the parking lot, stepping carefully across black ice and hopping the curb to stand in the grass, a foot beyond the premises. Chilchuck made pointed eye contact with Laios as he stuck the cigarette between his lips and flicked the lighter open and shut, taking a long drag. He debated breathing it in Laios’ face, but decided to turn away. He blew a thin plume of smoke that caught on the brisk wind and whipped away. “Happy?”
“Not exactly,” Laios admitted. “You shouldn’t smoke, Chil.”
Chilchuck scowled. “Oh, here we go… listen, it’s my right to poison my body however I want. Just look at our patients.”
Laios fought a grim laugh and failed. “Hey, you asked.”
“What’s it matter to you anyway?” Chilchuck asked, slurred around the filter. He took another long drag and tapped out the ash into the frozen grass.
“As a medical professional, I prefer not to watch people die.”
Chilchuck released the smoke through his nose, rolling his eyes. “Preference doesn’t matter much to us, does it?”
“I guess not.”
Another long drag. He’d somehow blasted half the cigarette already. “You sound like my youngest,” Chilchuck breathed, with a fondly exasperated smile. Laios shifted around, his cheeks going pink in the cold. “She’s in the middle of some kind of health course and it’s got her all freaked out. ‘Daddy, don’t smoke those, they’ve got rat poison in ‘em!’” Chilchuck said, affecting a raspy falsetto. “It was kinda cute, but she was pretty upset,” he sighed. “She was crying. Must be a pretty heavy-handed program.”
“I had that growing up,” Laios said. "They had a cop come in and everything. Showed us pictures of tracheotomies.”
“Is that what they’re doing?” Chilchuck hissed. “She’s nine! She’s too young for that shit. I’m gonna complain to the PTA.”
“Hey, it kept me off. Do you want her on it?”
Chilchuck’s mouth drew into a long, thin line. “I guess not.”
They stood there, Chilchuck smoking, Laios doing fuck all with his hands in his pockets. Chilchuck wondered why he was out here at all if he hated cigarettes and smoking so much. It was biting cold, blustery, damp. It was a holiday weekend and there was only a matter of time before they got another Narcan call, he could be catching a nap before rush hour, but he was here.
“Does it help?” Laios asked. “With the stress, I mean.”
“Gives me an excuse to step out,” Chilchuck shrugged. “Gives me something to look forward to. Gives me a reason to breathe in and out for a few minutes that isn’t that dippy yoga shit.”
“Have you ever done it? That dippy yoga shit?”
“Hell no.”
“You want to try it? I can show you a few poses.”
Chilchuck choked on smoke, something he hadn’t done in twenty years. “You? Yoga?” The ass definition suddenly made a lot of sense.
“I don’t take classes, but you can learn a lot from YouTube videos.”
“Hm.” It had been the class aspect that turned him off the most. It felt somehow more embarrassing than just rocking up to the gym at three in the morning and dissociating on the treadmill for a few hours. “I’ll think about it.”
“I think it’d be fun,” Laios said, and Chilchuck almost believed him. “And it’s helped me, you know. After rough calls.”
Chilchuck sucked down the last of his cigarette and blew it upwards, a brief break in the wind allowing it to coil in upon itself in midair, minute particles glittering in the warm, flickering glow of the light post and simmering down in his lungs. He leaned down to smash the smoldering filter into the curb, putting the butt in his junk pocket to avoid being further nagged.
“Alright,” Chilchuck relented. “Why the hell not?”
Laios beamed at him. Chilchuck could think of a thousand reasons against meeting up with his boss to do anything that didn’t involve getting a beer, but looking at that self-satisfied grin gave him one very good reason in his favor. “It’s a date.”
“No it’s not!” Chilchuck squawked. Laios skipped away. Skipped. “It’s not a date, Laios!”
“See you then!”
“Nice HR violation!” Chilchuck screamed. “Mother fucker.” He muttered to himself, tapping his pack angrily against his palm and flipping up a lid for one more, just to spite him, and looked down at the neat rows of little paper cylinders, pristine and fresh.
Chilchuck crammed the box back into his pocket and trudged inside.
Chilchuck Tim’s doodle dump
SENSHI would want you to get enough sleep and have nice nutritious meals
CHILCHUCK would want you to know your worker rights and what your labor is worth
LAIOS would want you to embrace your passions and try new things
FALIN would want you to take care of your health and treat others with kindness
MARCILLE would want you to practice necromancy and have gay sex
I had. A thought. 👁️👁️ “what if Gojo DID curse Geto at the end of JJK0 the same way Yuta cursed Rika?”.
Also I might draw curse Geto attacking Kenjaku in Shibuya. Curse Geto isn’t about to just attack anyone who attacks Gojo senselessly like Rika because he’s not an 11 year old girl in love… he’s a 27 year old man in love… but I think seeing Kenjaku violating his own corpse would set him off. And I do think that Gojo would still be tricked by Kenjaku because curse Geto, as we know from jjk0, isn’t just Geto’s spirit haunting Gojo. It is literally Gojo’s grief personified into a cursed spirit, so curse Geto and “alive Geto” could be two completely different and co-existing things that would still fuck with Gojo mentally for a solid minute.
In the anime, Geto says “at least hit me with some curses” BUT THAT’S NOT WHAT HE SAYS IN THE MANGA. BRO LITERALLY WANTED GOJO TO DO TO HIM WHAT YUTA DID TO RIKA !!
They make me so ill.
I wanted to draw Geto in something resembling his priest outfit but ended up drawing him in a bleach shihakusho, so… yippee? Autism wins? I almost put him in something white and then remembered that black kimonos literally represent death, so keeping him in black would be perfect.
If Gojo, Shoko and Geto had adopted Tsumiki and Megumi
satosugu animatic I gave up on [crying]
chat im cooked
I remembered the song...
Recalling gave me a thought. 💭 I acted upon it. ✍️
headcanons of the spelling bee kids & adults for funzies ( most of which were influenced by fellow cast members )
Olive:
-she doesn’t like the idea of labelling herself but not straight, she/her
-dating barfee she totally forced her and barfee to have a ship name, it’s ovbarfvsky, chip thinks it’s funny
-dream job is a stay at home mom who runs a radio
-likes reading classical books
-still calls marcy occasionally but has lost contact with most of the other spellers
-her mom never came back, so she started sending her letters to mitch, in which he wrote back
Barfee:
-straight white man…, asexual, he/him
-autism
-started his sea anemone collection when he was 5 and has loved it since
-eventually grew out his ego
-also reads classical books but secretly reads those kids books that are diary style (ex: dear dumb diary)
-he stims a lot by tapping his foot or bouncing his legs, also a nail bitter, not out of anxiety but just out of boredom usually
Marcy:
-aromantic/questioning, she/her
-really into piano and violin but now she uses them to play really hard metal songs for fun
-she’s really into pop culture stuff but she’s also an environmentalist, so she keeps a closet of mostly graphic shirts of shows she likes and jeans
-stranger things fan; nancy is her favourite
-but i’m a cheerleader is one if not her favourite movies, she also finds megan relatable
Logainne:
-lesbian, had a crush on olive during the bee and a bit after that (obviously), she/her trans woman
-adhd & half jewish
-wears suits to any occasion, even in her sleep sometimes
-she’ll watch anything with gay or jewish rep in it and give it a surprisingly harsh rating
-her favourite show is bobs burgers
-stims include pacing, jumping, pulling of twirling hair and fumbling with her fingers
-doesn’t have volume control and often speaks too loudly for most people
-had to get braces on her top row of teeth in her later teen years
Chip:
-bisexual, he/him
-adhd diagnosed early
-a total try hard in school, especially gym
-he stims in ‘discrete’ ways, basically leg bouncing and pacing and his big 2
-kids at his school find him weird, but no one ever talks about it
-had a crush on olive but it went nowhere especially after his, distraction
-secretly a mama’s boy and tries hard to put his heart in his mother’s day gift
-super good at the piano for some reason
-the marigold thing only went on for 3 years before chip started liking a guy in his class instead of her
-great at public speaking and persuasive essays but sucks at talking to one person head on
-has braces AND a pubestache, the braces are colourful
-mom picks out most of his clothes still
-chip is the one that put peanuts in the brownies
Leaf:
-gay, he/they, adhd
-total outdoor kid
-tons of his clothes have pride flags sewn into them but most people don’t notice
-considers the spelling bee kids to be his best friends and sometimes just shows up at their house uninvited
-he likes spending time with logainne mostly because she’s loud and excitable like him
-plays the cat piano in his spare time
-always keeps cat food on him to give to stray cats he finds
-his homeschooling schedule absolutely terrible, sometimes he just walks into the woods for hours and doesn’t come back until dark, and nobody in his house notices
Panch:
-so straight, perhaps even homophobic on top of being misogynistic
-his favourite WAS chip, until the, erection business
-after courting rona and getting a restraining order, he moved onto another realtor, he has a thing for them
-doesn’t know how to iron or wash clothes properly
-went back to, unhealthy coping habits for lack of better words, after rona left
Rona:
-bisexual she/her
-the indigenous farmer she met was a woman obviously
-doing much better for herself after getting rid of panch
-didn’t find out about her sexuality until she met that farmer
-she truly loves kids and hopes to adopt someday
-her original dream job was a hairstylist, but she had no natural knack for the job and was much better at persuasion and public speaking
Mitch:
-TRANS
-acted out and went to jail for beating someone up
-cares about olive the most though he won’t tell
-his least favourite kid is chip but he doesn’t hate any of them
-as the years went on he started giving the losers more than juice boxes, stickers and participation awards were added
-one of those tough guys who has a flock of parrots in his house who he’s suprisingly gentle with
-went through a buzz cut phase, it was not cool.
just watched a production of 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee where they made Mitch Mahoney a butch lesbian and Douglas Panch another lesbian. Mitch carried douglas in their arms this is the best day of my life
do you want some spelling bee slime tutorials?
OH I KNOW YOU ALL DO HERE IT IS!!
thinking about how 25apcsb act 1 is just oh how silly, a little show about 12 year olds in a small local spelling bee, and then you go into act 2 and boom literal jesus christ is there
Branch and Floyd having such a small amount of screen time together is criminal
In case anyone is having a bad night:
Here is the fudgiest brownie in a mug recipe I’ve found
Here are some fun sites
Here is a master post of Adventure Time episodes and comics
Here is a master post of movies including Disney and Studio Ghibli
Here is a master post of other master posts to TV shows and movies
*tucks you in with fuzzy blanket* *pats your head*
You’ll be okay, friend <3
idunno i just enjoy them
2022 / SpeedRacer
Media: Hermitcraft Song: Her’s - Speed Racer Date created & finished: 9/23/2022 Programs: sai2 / SVP13
quality is shit but whatever
Sometime in the hashira training arc, when Tanjiro got busy helping everyone gain their slayer mark, Inosuke started to get jealous and lonely about it. He never said anything because he knew preparing for the battle was more important, but he couldn’t stand not having any of him. So, one night, he went through Tanjiro’s stuff and stole the old hilt to his sword. He reasoned that he wouldn’t miss it, he has a new one- a more important one, so he doesn’t feel bad when he takes the beat up piece of metal. He keeps it in his pockets and clenches it when he gets nervous, and waits for the war to end so he can hold Tanjiro’s hand next.
I've been thinking that every time Inosuke is in the forest, he sees a resemblance to Tanjiro in the usual gifts of the forest
Now I want to draw a sequel where Tanjiro bought Inosuke a huge amount of food that he only wanted! If only he wasn't on the verge of death again😗
I also got into kny so have this small kny art dump
I cried three times while I was drawing this (꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)💓✨
inotan soulmate au, where your soulmate’s scars appear on your body as well
techno is in charge of the pizza money when dadza is out
Okay.
Tommy wearing demon horns and stuff and Tubbo with angel wings/a halo is cool and all. Like. We stand demon Tommy and angel Tubbo.
However.
Consider the other way around? Angel Tommy? Demon Tubbo? It’s not what you’d expect but it almost feels more fitting.
I am not a straight people.
Reblog if you are also not a straight people.