You can call me Ilios! My pronouns are she/her but I really don't care that much what you use for me. I'm aromantic and asexual :3
This blog was initiatially created to just have anything I felt was a little bit too cringe and therefore made me too embarrassed to put on my main blog. Instead it has just become an Octonauts fanblog.
It might at some point stop being an Octonauts blog once the hyperfixation wears off, but for the foreseeable future this is my life
Also! I thrive on engagement so feel free to interact whenever and however you like! Asks and DMs are always open!
Octonauts-Centric Info
I don't really have any ships that I'm super into, but I'm not anti any ship unless it's actually problematic. There are even some I like (Dashton, Kwazo, Dashi×Tweak, Min×Selva) So feel free to talk about any ships you want on my blog
My favorite characters are Shellington, Pearl, and Periwinkle. I absolutely love those otters.
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(Context: set AFTER the oil rig comic. After an event Kwazii felt guilty for, and has since been trying to " make it up" to the other octonauts since.)
Image text: (bottle breaking) C R A S H
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A bottle, previously filled with a fruit syrup, shatters on the kitchen floor.
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[Kwazii: AURGH. S-sorry matie!
Shellington: It's not your fault, its jus' raspberry syrup!
Kwazii: A'VE GOT IT THOUGH- Tis all me own fault- I 'ave t' fix it! I- I-
Shellington, relenting: Ah- Alright... If yae insist, I'll jus' be on mae wayyy....]
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Kwazii was just trying to help. But he'd made a mess of things yet again. Like a kitten.
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[Kwazii: " Ye Jus' HAD t' fuck up ANOTHER BLOODY THING! Like ye ave'nt trouvled 'em all 'nough with yer damned nonsense! 'Specially Shellington- Who else would make th' wee ones so sad?! Other than ye of course- An' even 'en ye- YE FUCKED ALL UP AGAIN- Ye don't deserve allo that kindness only t' spit on it! ALL YE HAD T' DO WAS HELP. MAKE UP FER IT ALL! STUCK HERE CLEANI-"
"Wha's gone down w' me? Cryin' o'er a mess? Spirits o' the sea I look a mess meself! Some pirate- SOME OCTONAUT I be! The Cap'n oughta be ashamed. 'E will be, should I be seen w' this mess allon me!"
(Noticing his shaking paws)
"Me... paws...W-WHAT-"
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He can't even manage to not fuck up making it up to them. He even made the vegimals sad with what he did. Sorry doesn't matter when theres no action behind it. His grandad had taught him that. He's supposed to be better than this. He's just spiraling harder and harder. He looks at his mess thats's staining his trembling paws red. (When did they start trembling?) He had been ignoring the growing sense of doom and panick but now he has no control. He's been taken back. Back to the day his hands were stained in another kind of horror and guilt.Sticky and red.
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He can't breathe. Thoughts that don't make any sense race in his mind, but they're all muffled as though suffocated by the horror of the realization of what he was DOING.
He can smell it.
HE CAN SMELL IT.
COPPER, RED, AND ROTTEN.
Run. Hide. Obey. Or else.
His instincts move him.
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Blindly running. Barely staying upright. Stumbling while struggling to even breathe. Find somewhere safe before you choke on the smoke.
There is a witness this time.
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Kwazii doesn't remember because he wasn't there. He wasn't in his body. He was somewhere else. Somewhere far, far away.
He doesn't remember the blaring of the octo alert in the halls after a voice on the other side od the door pleaded for him to "Please- Please respond- I-I need to get help-"
Shellington had been scared. Scared he'd gotten hurt somehow and was dying. He could only hear choked gasps from the other side.
Kwazii doesn't remember how the door to the bathroom was forced open. He doesn't remember the shock and beweilderment from anyone looking at the scene. He didn't remember hissing at Peso who had come to check on him. And he didn't remember Barnacles ordering anyone nearby to go, while he stayed with Kwazii.
Because he wasn't there. He was somewhere else. And the screams were loud there.
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Scared.
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Kwazii stayed like that, tense, for a while. Someone who was supposed to be loud and boisterous. Now timid, silent, and struck by terror. But then, very slowly, he became more and more limp. Eyes not focusing Somewhere Else anymore, but rather, not focusing on anything at all.
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Barnacles was patient. Sat with him. Hummed a song Kwazii had hummed before. He didn't know the words though. The captain wouldn't ever admit it, but he was scared too.
The captain noticed when Kwazii began to move, it was small, mostly his tails and paw twitching some.
His ear flicked when Barnacles said his name the first time.
He seemed shaken and startled the second time. And barely looked towards Barnacles the third time.
He didn't say anything, just numbly took Barnacles paw and shakily followed him. He was far too numb and exhausted to speak. It was mostly Barnacles physical support that got him to the med bay at all.
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In all honesty, Kwazii wasn't just worn from the flashback and panick attack. He hadn't slept well in weeks. The cat had been pushing himself to help in any way he could, in part from guilt, but also to hide from his own thoughts. You know, like a coward.
He was tired. He just... Every part of him was so depleted. Despite the mental numbess he still felt some of the nausea and light headedness. He couldn't really focus on the way the room swayed, nor did he notice when his vision started to darken.
Barnacles heart just about lept out of his chest when his friends weight hit him like a sack of potatos.
Kwazii... didn't wake up for a while. Peso explained it as exhaustion, the pain evident in his voice. He tried to soothe Barnacles worries, before the Captain could even express them but... He saw the way Barnacles eyes lingered on Kwazii's chest... rising up and down slowly. As if he was scared if he looked away he'd stop breathing all together. How Kwazii had managed to function at all (much less hide it) was beyond him.And that was with Peso having experience hiding his own poor wellbeing at times.
In the coming days Kwazii still didn't talk... Just... silently agreed to everything. It wasn't like him. He also kept clinging onto whoever was with him. Literally, holding onto their wide or arm, claws gently clinging onto their clothes.
Like a scared little kit.
It took a while for him to be more aware and talk again. He came back to himself slowly over days. But let's just say it was a very awkward wait until they could talk to him about... everything.
Either he refused to tell them or he... just didn't remember. Either way, he's a bad fucking liar and now he has new rules amongst other things.
Too bad Barnacles refuses to accept the same help. I'm sure that won't backfire on him.
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Kwazii doesn't like the nightmares he's been having since the flashback.
Why Wont Stars Speak and Sing Or Even Give You A Sign?
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He was just 12 when he was effectively abandoned on that island.
He barely survived.
Barely made it out, all on his own.
Just 13 years old.
When you work so hard to survive and its all you focus on. Because you hope and hope no matter how much it hurts you more and more to hope- because you hope to see them again.
And then you finally escape and.
You thought you knew where to go.
Are you even going to be able to make it there?
Or are you going to Die Alone.
Just 13 years old.
@calamaroo helped me render :3
Tags for those who may be interested:
@animalsalvationassociation @brownyanyk @nixtheoctoagent @jupitersoupcat @mickrabbit @azybird6 @cyree and anyone else who is interested lol
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Ive been a little less active recently (partislly cuz my art projects have been larger recently) but expect some bigger posts soon lol
Then i can finally get to my requests 💀
I will be bad at responding for a bit tho due to executive dysfunction, (and have been for a while) so sorry for times someone sent me some kind of message or comment and i havent responded 🙏
:3 decided to draw my cutie boy in a style more similar to the octonauts style
POV: youre Barnacles waking up from heat stroke and u see a lil guy who was NOT tryna steal your octocompass
Trust!!
He saved your life actually and he was NOT dissapointed you didnt have your wallet.
(His hair is short here cuz he hsd to cut it from almost drowning on their third encounter with eachother... he was tryna cut the netting from a trapped baby dolphin while Barnacles kept a rock from crushing the lil gal... and bro ended up prettayy exhausted.
And there was a storm... so they took him in for the night yk? But uh. Well. In his rish to help save the creature he wasnt able to secure his boat and uhhh... well... it got kinda... messed up by some rocks... and well. Hr was kinda just stuck on the octopod 😭 and wanted to help out since they were letting him just stay.. and welll...
He was VERY interested in a certain gup in development.. and insisted on helping Barnacles with those " exciting missions" cuz he was " do bored of judt being stuck inside helping with clesning" and maybe his little boat did end up getting mostly repaired but.. by that point? Well. Theyd already decided he could be a pirate AND an octonaut!)
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