I’ve been working on this for the past two days… This was supposed to be a simple work what happened- I just wanted to draw Underfell babybones fluff since I rarely ever see the Underfell bros actually being NICE to each other in any format.
This started out just being a simple sketch of the two of them, then for some reason I decided it needed a background, and THEN for some OTHER reason I decided it needed a story- Question is will I ever get around to writing one? haha
i want to make a childrens picture book about seymour that has, like, a surface level funny plot for kids to enjoy but also stuff that adults will pick up on and be entertained by, and the surface level plot is a funny baby tapir running around and making a mess and playing practical jokes on some kings and if you read it as an adult you realize it’s about seymour causing the bronze age collapse
This gif made me think of Percival Graves striding down the halls of the Woolworth building and a small child shuffling after him struggling to keep up.
And at first he doesn’t react outwardly, but just goes slower and slower to allow the child to catch up until he stops, heaves a long suffering sigh, picks up the kid and off he goes again, business as usual, except now he has a toddler balanced on his hip.
Maybe its the kid he has with Tina/Credence/Newt.
A deaged Tina/Credence/Newt.
Is he a single parent? Does he have a wife and kids he’s just intensely private about. Godchild? Niece/Nephew? The neighbour’s kid he got suckered into babysitting?
The possibilities are endless!
[[fwiw I will be writing some interaction with Percival and his brother’s children in The Fall That Kills You, but not any time soon]]
this might be cliché bc i sort of based this PLOT idea off of gossip girl, the bling ring, and the song ‘children of the bad revolution’ by lana del rey; but i want a bunch “bad” rich kids who run in a their tight-knit pack and all come from wealthy families, but their families all came into their money different ways and all handle it very differently. like one family married into their wealth, while others have been rich their whole lives, where one has to work for it, but they all are still very loyal to everyone in their little group but that doesn’t mean that there isn’t hella angst !! because they party all the time and all of their relationships are probably blurring at the edges because who is really just friends ?? and who are really lovers on the low ?? i need them taking selfies and updating their instagram feeds and then maybe doing designer drugs and linking arms and strutting down the streets of nyc probably in their nicest outfits !! and fights over stupid stuff that isn’t going to matter in three days and coming out on the other side a little bit more fucked up than you started but hey, that’s life !! and as long as they feel free at the end of the day and still have their trust funds, what else is there to complain about ?? e v e r y t h i n g, it turns out. bonus points if it’s a multi-muse group bc i want sibling ships/romantic ships/frenemies !!
Christopher’s eyes drift open, and he smiles up at his lover. “Did you get it?” he asks as Claudia drapes herself around him.
“Yes, and I went ahead and prepared the dose for you as well. I tucked it inside the hem of the receiving blanket, so as soon as they give you some time alone with the baby simply rub a bit of the powder into their gums. Infants metabolize stimulants slower than adults, so you really don’t need to use much, but the sooner you do it the better. The cocaine must be in the baby’s system before the hospital runs any blood work on them.”
Kit frowns, his brow crinkled with doubt. “Are you certain that it won’t cause the kid any long-term harm?”
“It shouldn’t,” Claudia shrugs. “But as long as the brat survives who cares? We just need to get custody of that baby, Christopher. What does it matter if it’s healthy?”