Scarletlune

I once tried to make Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends in MOTM cause I thought it'd be really fun and I grew up with that show.

And and like...I really loved Bloo so much...

But I gave up cause I ran out of motivation when It came to character designs 😭

With some more doodles! :3

Close ups under the cut!

but my character design for ocs suck and my only decent oc has a personality that literally hates everyone sighhh

It was about Cuphead and mugmans real names and junk and I thought... it'd be funny if they had really "normal guy" names like...John or...Mark...Dave. I changed it up a bit here but still same concept.

Oh, and my first time drawing Cuphead! Yay.

Mugman: "You know HE'S not gonna happy with us coming back empty handed."

Cuphead: "Relax, what's the worse that could happen! We're not THAT disposable."

More under the cut!

Giggling. I love Astro.

Close ups under the cut!

Mugman!

So here are some doodles of him! I had the hardest time trying to characterize him as a partner so I mostly chose ambiguous scenes. Could be platonic, could be romantic, up to you!

Close ups under the cut!

Bleh! I'm taking a break today. But tomorrow heheheh...tell me what you wanna see. Whether or not it'll be romantic or platonic doodles we'll see what I'm in the mood for. Or request something, I'll see if it's doable.

But I LOVED how uniquely artistic the series was when it came to talking about certain topics. Uh but anyway Myth Bendy! He's so cool y'all.

Close ups under the cut!

I-I can't even DRAW Boris! HA!

Close up under the cut!

Do people make Sun Sanctuary/Moon Haven ocs? I'm not caught up. But I had a random idea-

I don't have a name for her yet but I always thought that...don't the sun sanctuary have some sort of science team? Unless I've missed something, I haven't seen a Sun that was skilled in the same things that Moons are other than Dark Sun. And surely he can't be the only one. And surely they arent completely dependent on Moons for tech.

I haven't made a comic in forever. But, I'm glad I tried. Hope you enjoy!

Peter's first impressions to Lucy. Lucy's reintroduction to the rink.

Me and my friend made ocs a long time ago. We made them a couple that just runs around and stuff. We made lore etc etc.

And I decided to redesign my oc. Unfortunately I lost my old design 😭 so you're just gonna trust me on this.

Here I am again!

I wanted to touch up on my designs for characters. Especially for this AU. I tried to do one duo skating pose, but I gave up midway 😭

AU DEVELOPMENTS + extra info

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I've also decided to make Lucy Y/N and Peter's choreographer. Now you know, figure skaters tend to have people who help plan the music, the movement to said music, and theme so they can have a high scoring in what you call "technical and program composition". That just means the entire skating performance. Idk how far it impacts overall scoring but it is a score.

Don—while I'm still designing him—is their coach. Cause...I said so.

I definitely made Peter a much less intense (dare I say, softer) yandere character. He still goes crazy at some point along the story, but not in the same way as the original. So, sorry, no sudden pinning into the wall and dirty talking here. He just hopes that Y/N would eventually see how great he is and develop feelings for him. He might be a little weird about it, but it's the fantasies that keep him a bit more sane.

TK can skate too, but they were never really motivated to work on it as much as Y/N. Their passions were on other things. But, at the very least, they could join Y/N for a short time for before their ankles would hurt and they'd go sit down. They still work at the diner (which before—both them and Y/N worked at until the skating career came up). TK can see a bit deeper into Peter's strange behavior and actively doesn't trust him.

I'm currently having a huge hyperfixation on a song and it's forcing my hand to make an AU of it.

Hear me out.

Music video of "She's The One" by Robbie Williams. I may have also been rewatching the winter Olympics

I also love duo figure skating. Those people are so awesome.

We have Y/N and Peter as the duo and Y/N is stupid thinking they're like...cool friends who get along for the competitive sport.

and TK as just the supportive partner who unfortunately can't skate as well so they just gotta stand as an audience.

ART AT THE END!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~3 MINI FICS~~~~~~~~~~

Meeting Peter

THUD!

"Woah, hey! You okay?" You heard a concerned voice come towards you. As you looked up, there stood a tall figure. Wide, dull blue eyes held your own gaze.

You steadily got up to your knees then to your feet. Notice how his hands hover over you as if he wanted to help, but you worked fine on your own. "I'm good."

He averted his eyes to stare at some other skater on the ice. Strange guy, you thought. "I saw you out there. You're pretty good...".

A scoff escaped you, "Before I fell." You were about to leave him behind and continue your own practice until he continued. You weren't even in the mood for a conversation, but what the hell?

"A-actually, you could be doing this competitively if you wanted to—"

You abruptly stopped on the ice. Turned around, slightly irritated, "I used to."

The man fidgeted with his hands, picking on his fingers. He probably sensed how you were getting a bit tired of his talking. Geez, he looked constantly anxious, yet he still had the gall to talk to you. "Right, right. That's why you're familiar."

"I'm familiar?"

He perked up, seemingly excited to start talking about what he knew about you, "Yeah, you won silver at that—"

Guess you had a fan. You laughed.

You put you hands up to interrupt him, you knew your own achievements. He didn't need to enumerate them. Though it was strange, you weren't a gold medalist or a famous skater. You just couldn't believe that he knew you and what you've done. "Okay, okay—I'm sorry so you know me?"

"Sorta?" A shrug.

A simple smile. Maybe you should've thought that was weird or creepy. But, it was always nice to be recognized. "...Ahah. Yeah, well, those were the old days. I don't plan to compete anymore."

His shoulders drooped, frowned like he actually cared about it."Why not?"

"Surgery." You simply said with a wince, remembering the pain that came with it, "Bad injury. All that fun jazz."

"Oh."

You shrugged. "Yeah, hurt like hell. But, I got through it."

You'd been going through this type of pain for years in your time of training, practicing, and competing. This time was the straw that broke the camel's back. You didn't want to do it anymore. Cried from how much of a failure you felt for giving up.

So much so, that your partner had to be there just to soothe you. Tell you it was okay to step down. Hell, give up skating all together. You even considered that.

It was just all too much.

In the end, when you finally came down from your mental and emotional spiral, you decided that you really couldn't cut out skating from your life. It just felt off to not feel the cold. To not feel yourself glide across the rink. So, when you could, you visited your old friend, ice, once again.

But, finding this guy, a weird but charming fan of yours kind of ignited some strange spark. "What's your name?"

The man paused, "I...well, you can call me anything. My name isn't...really nice."

You raised a brow, "Your parents named you a slur or somethin'?"

"Wh-what? No."

"Then I don't see why I can't know your name." You shrugged, "You know mine already. Seems unfair, no?"

He groaned.

You granted him mercy. "Fine, but don't blame me if you hate my name for you."

But he never minded. In fact, you'd call him that for every time the two of you met, you just didn't know yet.

"Y/N!" Someone called. You turned around and you beamed with joy.

"TK! Hey!" You looked back at your new acquaintance, "I gotta go. See you on the ice, stranger!" He watched you quickly move towards the rink gate. Watched you hug your partner and say something to them that he couldn't hear.

Watched you when you took off your skates, chattering endlessly whilst the other listened—sometimes interjecting with their own comments.

Watched you when you left the building. Only then, he could only think:

Oh, god. You're the one.

2. TK & Peter

He could never get close enough. Not between you and them. You'd known them far longer than he could ever beat. No amount of long talks and preparation could get you to choose him over them.

The way you were way too touchy with them. Hugged them when you were too happy even though they didn't look like they cared for it. Every hug would matter to him.

That promise that he wouldn't make himself obvious to your partner was too hard to keep even for his own sake.

One day, they had something to say about it. "I'm just going to jump to it, what's your issue?"

Play dumb.

"I don't know what you mean." He smiled. Tried. It was grossly fake.

TK laughed incredulously, "Right, right. You've glared at me every time I'm back here. Do you hate me or something?'

He just shook his head, "I don't think so. Maybe you should just stop asking these useless questions."

"Useless?" TK grew a bit more agitated, "I don't think it's useless to ask for clarity. Look, I don't care about whatever this is," they gestured vaguely towards him, "I just hope Y/N made the right choice choosing to pair with you."

Their expression softened with a sigh, "They've had too many let downs the past few years. I'm trusting with how sure they are with you, that you actually put effort into this."

He scoffed.

Let down? Put effort? How could someone like them say that? They don't know what this sport was even like. The pain, the bile building up just before you have to get on, the gritting of the teeth that you have to do. He was a lot of things, but not lazy.

And certainly not lazy to let you down.

You were getting that fucking gold whether you wanted it or not.

"Why? You think they can't do it?"

They seemed to know how the statement was just to rile them up. TK didn't even humor it, shut it down with a firm, "No."

Your voice suddenly came into the room, "Hey, we're on in ten, let's go!" Then you left just as quickly.

TK observed as he left with one final glare at them. They just sighed, "I have a bad feeling about this..."

3. Ice Partner vs Real Partner

The wheels of your luggage bumped on every loose rock on the pavement, but it never stopped you from rushing to the one place you used to hate going to. The diner. How ironic.

But, you didn't come here as an employee anymore. You weren't here for food either. Well...maybe you could go for a late lunch—bring some back to your friend too.

He insisted that you rest at the hotel first after the long flight but you went, "To hell with that!" And rushed to the abomination of a town that you had called home for a good while.

The bell over the door dinged as you walked through the door. Out of breath from how fast you ran here just before it would close. It was pretty empty at this time. Lucky day.

You looked around. Sat down at one of the chairs, idly dusting off the tables as you waited.

In the quiet, you heard a voice mutter something from afar, elsewhere in the building.

Out came the very person you wanted to see. Before TK was even at your table, they spoke whatever scripted lines they had to say to every customer.

"Evening to you, how can—"

"Hiya. Missed me?" You smiled.

TK stood still. "You said you weren't going to be back for another two weeks." You got off from your seat and came closer.

"Mm. I might've bluffed. Also we had a few things rescheduled anyway." You shrugged. Without another wasted moment, you leaned in kiss them. This was always nice, the slow, quiet feeling. No rush, no fear.

They froze for but a second before returning the kiss. One hand found your waist, pulling you just a fraction closer. Their other hand rose to rest against your shoulder. It was a long three months.

Three months of missing each other.

When you pulled away, you rested your forehead against theirs. "Ugh, this traveling stuff is so boring without you."

A smile came out of them from that. They shook their head at your antics. "When did you come back?"

"Today."

TK leaned to the side and saw the luggage you carried around. "You haven't even unpacked?" They looked back at you like they were about to scold you for it.

"I will soon."

They looked around the diner, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Maybe. Maybe not."

A sigh escaped them. "Alright then. Sit down." Then, they went into the kitchen. With a knowing smile, you followed, taking out the bit of cash you had to pay for whatever they were going to make for you.

Like the old times...

Whilst you ate, they sat opposite of you. Talking about all the things that happened on your trip.

"Me and him actually got stopped once by someone who knew us and asked of we were a couple or something." You laughed it off. "It was...yeah...pretty awkward."

They rested their head on one hand, "It'd probably make more sense than to say that you real partner works at a diner." The way they muttered it made your mood drop a little.

You hummed, "Does it...bother you?"

"What bothers me?"

"I mean...me being paired with some other guy. All the traveling and performing. You don't feel left out?" You observed their reaction which wasn't much. But, it was very quiet for a while.

"You're happy. You're winning. You're thriving. Should I be bothered that your life is getting better?" They stretched out with a yawn, exhaustion of the day getting to them, "Besides, I don't have competition with your 'ice partner', do I?"

You gave a small grin, "No. He and I get along well. But, I love you."

TK then shrugged lazily, "There we go. So, We're good." You couldn't help but chuckle.

They continued, "I just hope you're having fun. I don't want you burning yourself out again."

"I won't." You paused, looking out the window, "And...yeah, I've been feeling good."

They nodded. Then looked at you then your luggage. You really had traveled here straight from the airport, had you? "How far back is where you're staying?"

"I had to take a taxi to drop me off. I walked the rest of the way." You took another healthy bite.

They snorted and tilted their head, "Wow, taxi. You're rich now?"

"Oh, certainly not." You waved your hand at them, knowing they might insist on helping you, "You don't need to worry though. I'm sure I could find my way back."

"Or you could stick with me for a bit. Unless you have somewhere you need to be?"

The suggestion was enticing. But, you had someone waiting for you to return. You should feel guilty leaving him there without any warning.

"No. I'm not busy at the moment." You said anyway.

Eh, he'll be fine.

He knew where you were anyway...

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I'm pretty proud of myself here. Hope you all enjoyed my little idea too. I might make more of these and flesh it out more. Which means...MORE RESEARCH!

Bye~

Warning: none

▶ Memories at Midnight

It wasn't often that TK looked excited about anything. They liked things, had preferences, but you've never seen them get restless over something. It was even the kind where they kept glancing at you like they were so sure that you'd love it.

That was very new.

Apparently, they had something important planned.

You tried to paid attention when TK talked about their life. They weren't secretive per se, if anything, they were bluntly honest.

But, they didn't usually talk about themselves unless it mattered to the moment. So when they said they wanted to take you somewhere, you figured you must be doing something right. You must've earned this little piece of them.

It was strange to be the one to be dragged around this time. If anything, that was your job. You were the one pulling them into loud places and dumb experiences, convincing them to try things they wouldn't normally bother with.

Tonight, the roles were reversed.

Their hand held yours, warm and firm, as they tugged you along the boardwalk a bit quicker than you're used to. The wood beneath your feet creaked, the air was cool from the night breeze.

Weird scene for a date.

"I can't believe you've never been on a ferry before." They said, and you could hear the smile in their voice without even looking.

Guess they liked being the one to introduce you to something for once.

You scoffed. "I think the water park incident drove me away from water for a bit."

They stopped walking and turned to face you, backing up so they could still lead the way. "Well," they began, "no one's pushing you off here. I promise."

"I'd fucking hope not."

The ferry was ahead, dock lights reflecting off the dark surface of the water. It looked calming. Quiet. Empty. Scary.

You climbed the steps slowly, your grip tightening on TK's hand the higher you went. The moment you reached the top and saw nothing but black water stretching underneath the moon—you felt sick to your stomach.

TK came up behind you and nudged you forward by your shoulders. "Come on. You won't die here."

"Hey! Hey! Hey! I thought you said no pushing!"

They raised both hands in surrender, letting go of you. "Okay, fine. Be dramatic. Not my fault anymore."

The attitude only softened when they saw how stiff you were near the railing. Leaning forward to see your face. "Do you get seasick?"

You glared at them. "How would I know if I've never been on a boat?"

They hummed. "Fair." And this time, instead of pushing, they rubbed your back to soothe your nerves. Their own way of apology.

"Hey." They called out. "You don't look down. Look...here." You felt their hand gently raise your chin up until you looked straight forward at the lights of the city at the other side of the water.

Huh...

You didn't even realize the ferry had started moving until the dock lights drifted away. The swaying beneath your feet was subtle until it wasn't anymore.

"Sorry! I'm not having this!" You flaked out. Being near the railings was no longer safe in your mind and you immediately stayed close to the cabin wall, palms attached to the cool metal every time the boat swayed with the waves.

Even if this wasn't the view TK meant to show you, they stayed beside your little hiding spot anyway.

When you finally looked at them, they weren't watching the water. They weren't looking at the city lights. They were looking up.

The clouds dragged on across the sky, hiding most of the stars, but the moon still hung bright enough to see. You leaned forward from the wall to see what they were looking at. At a safe distance, of course.

"Our mom used to take me and my siblings on these rides when we were younger," they explained. "I don't even know why. But I kind of…got attached to it."

You snorted. "That's corny as hell."

They rolled their eyes. "Yeah, well. It stuck." TK's gaze drifted, like they were seeing something else. "I think I lost a tooth in the lake once. I cried the whole way home." A quiet laugh escaped them. "My mom spoiled me that day. Which…almost never happens."

"…That's actually cute," you admitted.

Then you looked back at the water. "So why'd you bring me here? Sounds like it was a family thing."

They stared at you like the question didn't make any sense. "Who said I can't share it with someone else?" they said quickly. "Besides…you're basically family to me."

They paused.

"Well, in a partner sense," they corrected themselves. "But also family—no, that doesn't sound right." They groaned. "I love you in both ways? No—shit—uh..."

They were talking themselves into a pit trying to make sense of what they wanted to say. At some point you were pretty sure they were just saying their thoughts aloud.

When you laughed, they stopped. "Thanks," you said. "I think."

Silence settled. The water splashed and rippled beneath the ferry, the wind brushed past your ears. The ferry ride was starting to feel a bit less uncomfortable and scary. Yeah, it was kind of relaxing. Romantic even.

"What about you?" TK asked out of the blue.

You blinked. "What about me?"

"I mean…what did you used to do with your family?"

"Curious about me so suddenly?" You gave a smile and bumped their shoulder. Now, you know why they brought you here. It just made a good segue to ask about you, didn't it?

TK shrugged like it was pretty obvious. "How could I not be? You never really talk about your past."

"You never asked."

"I asked just now."

You laughed, then let out thoughtful sound. "…I...existed." A dramatic hand gesture towards the horizon came with the reply.

They snorted. "That's not an answer."

"I mean, it kind of is." You shrugged half-heartedly. "We did normal stuff. Dinners. Holidays. Argued about the TV remote."

TK waited.

"Uhh...Oh! I've got an older brother," you added. "He was the overachiever type. Real ‘future framed on the wall' type of guy. I always thought he was cool though."

"You're the younger one. Makes sense." TK said as if it was some stunning revelation. They leaned on the wall, but you could see how they glanced back to see your reaction.

You crossed your arms, feigning offense. "Excuse you? Younger siblings are fun, unlike you."

"Yeah, you do your fun and I pick up after you. That's how it is."

"Puh!" You tapped the railing with your fingers, the huff through your nose was visible in the cold air. Being a little stupid, was always a little fun.

Continuing your story, "Anyway...when I finished college, that's when I dipped. And, boom, here I am! Stranded in this town with you."

TK studied what you said, waited for more. None came. "So, that's it? You lived there, grew up, and left?"

"Well, not...exactly? My brother texts me sometimes. I get postcards. So, we keep in touch. I never told them about... certain stuff, though." You looked away.

You added quickly, a bit more honest, "They were never bad to me, but, y'know, at some point I felt like I didn't belong there and I just wanted to do my own thing."

"So, no family place?" TK asked, nudging the conversation back to what they were initially curious about. A more...light topic.

"Best place closest to that is was the movie theater, I guess? Nothing like watching movies on the loudest volume and nobody minds."

They hummed. Guess they pieced together why you liked suggesting watching a movie with them when you had no creative ideas for a date. A fine enough answer though.

"Sooo, this was a pretty good plan, right?" TK took a step closer.

"It's nice."

"Mm. I meant how I eased you in before asking about your family."

"Aah, I knew it. I fucking knew it! You planned this!" You jabbed a finger at their chest. Both happy and pissed off that your intuition was right.

"On the bright side, you got to ride a ferry."

"I hate you."

"Aw. How sweet—"

You took the collar of their jacket and kissed them before they could finish.

"Next time you pull something like that," you said, shoving them away playfully, "I won't be so generous." They just laughed you off.

Though they relented to your threat, you caught a bit of a smile that lingered too long. There were plans behind that stupid smile.

This was going to be a long night.

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A/N: Busy busy week. I've also got an overload of fic ideas that I can't figure out what to write first and how to write em.

But I got this idea from a YouTube video that talked about the psychology of the order of children in a family. Hence, a reason why I made Y/N a younger sibling. Cuz...uh...they give that vibe in the game kinda when they interact with TK.

This was merely a self indulgence fic that I decided to send inspired by all the scenes of stuff I watch.

Also no fanart today sorries!