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Day 13!! Flop

Fr..like...this always hits me late at night when I'm confined to my bed that I can get up and go outside

I love free will

Recent attack I did!

Wowza!!!

Commission (paid)

For anyone who sees this and follows me I am leaving the atsv Fandom and changing my name from "unfortunatespotkinnie" to seafoamshantyy (my username on most other apps). I'm sorry it's just getting a little wild here but I will probably be back for beyond the spiderverse. I'll be posting my own art and ocs from now on!!

Cav infodump as promised, under cut!!

I had trouble deciding on her name, but after some research on fish (mainly salmon) i found this weird dish called caviar! As it's usually made with sturgeon eggs, its made with salmon eggs as well!

I decided to knock off a couple letters and make her name Cav! The second place name was Sally, which I didn't like as much.

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Cav goes by she/they and identifies as a lesbian! She's also asexual, so she doesn't reproduce.

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The only landfish Cav is okay with is Mei because of her view on grizzco. They r good friends!!

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Her favorate genres of music are everything crazy and energetic! Kind of like ω-3 and everything like that.

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Like ink producing landfish, Cav can also produce ink, along with other salmonlings. She and other of her kind can also enter water without being injured. A salmonlings skin is thicker and water resistant. (Hc)

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Cav was born on spawning grounds just a couple years before grizzco claimed the territory for their own. She and her family were forced out of their home and had to watch as landfish invaded what little land they had left.

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Cav is 17 years old as of today!

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Thanks for reading guys, if you wanna know more then leave a comment!! :]

We're getting out of here :)

He can hold my hand!!!! Id let him!!!

THE SPOT!!! i love this guy so much oh my god

hello, hope this is okay! you wrote angst for miguel, how about spot this time around?

holding my night in your hands.

「 tws + notes: no tws, unedited, bittersweet, not fully angst,, my bad, pre-collider drabble, unhealthy work habits, mentions of burnout 」

「 gn!reader, can be platonic or romantic <3 」

↳ ft. johnathan ohnn/the spot

author's note: (；′⌒`) this is so so short ohh my goodness,,, i am so sorry if u wanted post collider!! lmk if u want that becuz i will 100% do that! was jus in the mood to write up some pre collider johnathan aawuagdhe,,, anyways a little bit of a different format today (☆-ｖ-) i hope itz ok!!!!

johnathon ohnn: perpetually working on whatever the team of scientists at alchemax are researching on. you've always known him to be ambitious, admired him for it even– though, more recently, you've found it to be a cause for concern.

it barely ever stops, the constant clicking of computer keys, the feverish scribbling of notes, the quiet muttering under his breath about whatever's holding his attention hostage at the moment– these habits carry him into the late night, much to your dismay

you know it's not healthy, the way he insists on working himself to death– yet by the way he acts, you're willing to bet that johnathan thinks it'd be an honourable way to go.

"there's no way you intend on living like this forever." you comment idly, mumbling the words more to yourself than to him. frankly, you're unsure if he senses your presence at all, leaning against the doorframe of his room with your arms crossed.

"it's the only way." he mutters back, not looking up. a tired chuckle escapes his lips, even though you know he means it humorlessly.

almost all his life, he'd been working to be something more– to discover something more out of the universe. it was devastating to watch him endlessly toil away at something he won't end up even getting credit for.

it's as if he can sense your disquieted state, before you can even think to interject. he glances up at you for a moment, hesitating before speaking. "...i'm almost done here, anyways–"

"you said that three hours ago, johnathan. c'mere."

you gesture for him to come closer. he sighs as you watch him expectantly. you know all to well that he'd love to stay glued to his screen for a little longer, but he nods anyways.

"i don't know what i'd do without you." he laughs awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. you bite your tongue, knowing exactly what he'd be doing if you weren't there to drag him away for a break. now is no time to be snippy. he's complying at least.

he stand from his seat and stretches, the tension from his long held uncomfortable sitting just barely alleviated by the movement. you hear a few joints in his arms and legs make a few pops and cracks, which makes you cringe ever so slightly and still, in spite of this,

you feel relieved.

somedays he's a bit more stubborn with you. today, he doesn't seem like he even has the energy to put up a fight.

you've seen brilliant people burn themselves out. you're familiar with working yourself to the bone too– and day after day, you try to ensure johnathan doesn't do the same. you continue to insist he takes break, you ensure he's taking care of himself– you do everything in your power to make sure that he's doing more than just survive.

and even after all that, he might not know how much you truly care. but you don't know the half of how grateful he is for you either.