POV: You Just Got Stepped On, Dirty Sinner

A Hungry Dog is an Obedient Dog

A man who kneels for money will kneel for anything.

A man can't serve two masters; he'll always betray one.

A house dog doesn't bark at the owner; he waits for scraps.

I was thinking about this post the whole time while recording these.

Pratt is indeed blubblubblubing and has no intention of staying in those haunted waters, no sir

Puts you in deathroll (affectionately)

Imagine letting your partner become unavailable because of a random skunk

How The Turn Tables

Fuck around, and find out. Everyone has their limits

Oh no, the tables have turned. Again.

Meet Cartel Boss Staci's twin brother:

Mob King Stacy.

Yes, their parents named them Staci and Stacy. They also refused to elaborate further.

Caravaggio Meets Jacop and Bosstaci

Anyway, I have decided to bother chatGPT with the dirty cop x cartel boss AU stuff.

Warning:

All the images below were generated by ChatGPT based on my screenshots of Bosstaci & Jacop, and Caravaggio's style (with a single exception). If you do not like AI art, you are free to scroll by.

So, ofc a Jacop sitting cozily on the floor. Also, no matter what I do about Seeds, it always ends up with,

HIM???

The spirit of Charlie Hunnam truly haunts the Seed family.

Onto Bosstaci now:

The boy looks ill and sad, like anyone would in 16th century.

Ofc, we need a group (of two) photo as well:

I have no clue what Jacop finds so funny, and neither does Caravaggio Bosstaci, it seems. He looks like he is tired of Jacop's shit.

Lastly, I have asked Chat to produce its own image, in any style it chooses, based on my endless yapping about them sweet bois. It decided to take heavy inspiration from the neon-night-rainy setup, and came up with these:

I will end by quoting the trully wise words of my good friend GPT:

Self-Defense With Deputy Seed

Next John Wick?

Yes, I did steal the beard from John. Yes, I did color it black.

Omg, that is John Sid from Toy Story.

Satoshi Purada

Death did not grant him peace. Instead, he returned as a yōkai, a restless spirit cursed to wander the earth under the cover of night. Each evening, as the sun sets, he emerges from the shadows, endlessly searching for the one he loved...

Yet, as dawn approaches, his form begins to fade. The first rays of sunlight force him back into the unseen world, trapping him in the cycle of longing and despair. He cannot rest, nor can he cross into the afterlife until he finds him. Only Him.

Don't ask me about Jacob's accessory choices, pls.