#contract au

Part 6

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i might make more for this one depending on whether i feel motivated to or not in the future, i really want to explore how a relationship between these two would look like if it were a sort of arranged thing. like bowser having to learn to control his temper and Luigi learning that he's not in danger.

Someone’s getting impatient…

Here’s a lil’ fan comic for @cartooninsomnia’s absolutely incredible contact AU! These tragic cowboys have taken up residence in my brain and demanded I draw them, so here they be

this drawing made me face my two struggles: guns and cowboy hats.

Tenna used to have a rifle too but I couldn't get the pose right or find any good references so I got rid of it lol

Contract AU by @cartooninsomnia

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The Ultimatum part 1

“What are ya waitin’ for, sheriff? Do your damn job and shoot me!”

Tenna's eyes narrowed as he aimed the rifle, grip trembling. His thoughts spun out of control. Not ten minutes earlier, he had been awoken by nurse Hathy pounding on his door in a panic, rambling about a mysterious figure lurking around the bank.

He'd arrived to find the break-in already underway. The perpetrator clearly knew the staff’s schedule, striking at a time when only one swatchling banker stood on duty. But still, there was only one attempted robber and Tenna had the element of surprise on his side. And so he snuck into the lobby of the bank, careful not to let the floorboards creak too loudly beneath his feet.

As he cautiously rounded the corner to where he knew the vault was located, he found that he had already caught up to the would-be robber. The short figure stood with his back to Tenna, a well polished revolver pointed at the banker, who fumbled with the vault’s lock. 

Tenna recognized him immediately.

“Spamton.”

The name left his mouth before he could stop himself. The smaller man startled, spinning around to face Tenna. His face dropped when he recognized the sheriff. 

“Well shucks,” Spamton drawled. He lowered the revolver and the swatchling took the opportunity to run. “Looks like the gig is up.”

“What are you doing?” Tenna asked, in disbelief at what he had found. He had trusted Spamton, let him into his home... He'd suspected the man had a shady past but he seemed so determined to better himself...

“The fuck does it look like I'm doing, Ant?”

Still, Tenna hesitated. “Did someone put you up to this? Surely this wasn't your plan the entire time. You... You can trust me, you know. If someone is threatening you--”

Spamton chuckled. “Damn it, Ant, you can be thick sometimes.” He leaned back against the door to the vault, still holding tight to his revolver. “This has always been my plan. Frankly, it was foolish of you to think otherwise. Do you really think I was suckerin’ up to you because I liked you?”

The nonchalance with which he said that... Tenna bristled with rage and aimed his rifle in Spamton's direction. He'd been a fool, too lovestruck to question Spamton's motives. The man had played him like a fiddle and Tenna had let him. As if anyone could really feel that way about him.

Spamton's eyes widened and a nearly manic grin spread his lips. “Do it,” he dared, refusing to break eye contact. “Be a man and pull that trigger.” His eyes flashed with challenge. “What are ya waitin’ for, sheriff? Do your damn job and shoot me!” 

But for a moment-- a brief moment-- Tenna thought he saw something else in that gaze. 

Does he want me to shoot him?

The thought caused Tenna to falter. Someone was threatening Spamton, weren't they? He didn't want to be doing this. Maybe Tenna could get through to him if he--

A shot rang out. Tenna hissed with pain as one of Spamton's bullets tore through his arm. In an instant, he snapped back to reality. The man before him laughed, any trace of reluctance gone as he prepared to take another shot.

“Come on, Sheriff! Do your job!” he goaded. Tenna ducked behind the counter in the nick of time, wood splintering as a bullet hit the wall behind him. His heart raced in his chest as he tried to plan out his next action. He had to stop Spamton before he could run and hurt someone else. Who knew how many towns Spamton had robbed before arriving in Tyville, how many would follow if he was allowed to escape. How many more people would Spamton hurt like he'd hurt Tenna?

He couldn't let that happen.

He had to take the shot.

Time slowed to a crawl as Tenna leapt up and spun around to face Spamton. He placed the rifle on the counter for stability as he aimed. Before Spamton could fully register what was happening, the trigger had been pulled.

The rifle recoiled as the shot rang out, slamming painfully into Tenna's injured arm.

Spamton dropped.

And all went quiet.

(psst! Check out part 2!)

Defernull by @underfell

Undertale AU designs by @entityoffline

Swap AU designs by @/diionysan on Instagram

Cleaved Spam AU by @chamopsv

The Contract AU by @cartooninsomnia

Human Designs by me but osmosised from a bunch of other people’s human designs

Deep | M.YG

✧ Pairing: Min Yoongi x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, oral sex[f/m receiving], unprotected/protected sex, betrayal,friends to lovers fake dating. ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,fake dating au,contract ✧ synopsis; you're in love with your childhood friend but he does not see you more than just a friend. One day you ask him to be more than just friends, he agrees. ✧ Theme song: Fri(end)s by V a/n: comment to be in permanent taglist!