A Potato that Squeaks

A multi-fandom art blog by Juniper [she/her] 🏳️‍🌈. Check out my art tag: squeaky potat art! Currently obsessed with: ★Astarion☆ / Guinea Pigs / Helluva Boss / Metaphor:ReFantazio / Shadow the Hedgehog / Fire Emblem (Three Houses and Awakening). You’ve been warned.

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Halfway out of the dark.

[usesteeledstrikeongustavesbutt]

See you on my two Twitter accounts, my friends. 😅

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Dream Big

This was meant to be a server-only joke based on a lovely chatfic @skollwolf has written! And that fic is now on AO3! ERGO HERE YOU GO, SKOLL! Also are you into omegaverse settings where Verso IS the Mask Keeper and Gustave is his arranged spouse? Well do I have the fic for you. Read on AO3! Also Also yes I am hilarious. Ref for image by: @usesteeledstrikeongustavesbutt

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Relationship Level 7

Even though he doesn’t forgive Verso, Gustave asks him to stay. Verso’s lies ultimately hadn’t changed the moments they shared and the feelings that had grown even if his secrets damaged their relationship in other ways. Gustave desperately doesn’t want to be alone in his final moments and Verso’s guilt keeps him glued to the other man’s side.

Gustave’s heavy heart pounds in his chest with anticipation. The only warning is the shockwave from the monolith. Afterwards there is a stillness like the world taking its final breath.

There is no chaos, there is no screaming, there are only petals in the wind. Verso pulls Gustave in close trying to keep him in his arms for as long as he can until he inevitably starts to disperse into hundreds of petals. Verso just holds Gustave and closes his eyes focusing on the feeling of the man in his arms not daring to look at him.

“See you…”

Gustave’s voice fades, Verso feels the warmth leave his arms. He pauses and waits…

Holding back tears closing his hands around petals he whispers to himself…

“…. In the next life”.

Relationship Level: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4🌶️ | 5 | 6 |

[anivy-chan]

Verso has already fallen asleep on Gustave when the other man finishes the last lines of today's journal. The chroma shimmers beautifully in the low light of the little lamp on his nighstand, and as it seems to have dried, Gustave runs an ink stained finger over it, reveling in the memories he has put in there today.

They will always have to hide, Gustave knows, closing his journal on this depressing note and seals it, keeping those thoughts hidden between the lines. […]

Verso stirs against him as he moves, blue eyes opening sleepily with his cheek squished against Gustave's chest.

"You should be sleeping, mon lapin noir", Verso mumbles, letting out a content hum when the Writer leans down to kiss his hair. The scent of paint, it's gotten heavier in the last days. The chroma flecks on his hands multiplying by each day. But the Painter doesn't talk about it, so Gustave doesn't pry. And Verso doesn't pry into his writings.

Mon lapin noir, Verso loves calling him like this, and it makes Gustave feel loved, wanted. He didn't plan on falling for Verso, the son of the Dessendre family, a Painter. He should know best from all the romance he wrote, one can't plan where love falls.

~ Text and story by @winter-of-tomorrow, two chapters are up on Ao3

ALT Version with story accurate tattoos below the cut!

[anivy-chan]

The chapter this art is for is online!!! It is Og!Verso/Gustave focused. Please go check it out

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Relationship Level 6

Verso and Gustave are exhausted. They had given their all in the battle against the paintress and it had paid off. They won. Verso and Gustave take a moment to rest, backs against eachother as the others sprint ahead to plant the 33’s final expedition flag.

“Gustave…” Verso’s mind seems distant. There is a pain in his voice, “I can’t lie to you anymore… I… I need to tell you what’s about to happen… and even if the others know… I don’t think it will change anything…”

Verso pauses before he pours his heart out for the first time since Julie… raw, vulnerable, honest. He expects Gustave to be mad but he’s just silent. Staring at his prosthetic… processing the news of not being “real” about being a painted being stuck in a canvas, about how Verso ended up a plaything for this families grief and how badly Verso wanted it to end. And how the time he had been fighting for was never even an option.

“I’m not going to tell the others…” Gustave surrenders. “They deserve to be happy and hopeful in their final moments.”

“Gustave….” Versos voice breaks slightly from the hurt the guilt of it all. “I am so sorry…”

Verso kicks himself internally he wishes he had better words than just sorry.

“Thank you… for finally being honest…” Gustave musters out, his breath shaky as he simply stares at his hands and processes… quiet tears begin to fall down his cheek. Versos heart shatters but he knows he deserves it. After everything Verso deserves to feel every last shard of those words cut his heart to pieces.

Verso simply sits with Gustave quietly, like they have all the time in the world.

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Relationship Level 6

Verso and Gustave are exhausted. They had given their all in the battle against the paintress and it had paid off. They won. Verso and Gustave take a moment to rest, backs against eachother as the others sprint ahead to plant the 33’s final expedition flag.

“Gustave…” Verso’s mind seems distant. There is a pain in his voice, “I can’t lie to you anymore… I… I need to tell you what’s about to happen… and even if the others know… I don’t think it will change anything…”

Verso pauses before he pours his heart out for the first time since Julie… raw, vulnerable, honest. He expects Gustave to be mad but he’s just silent. Staring at his prosthetic… processing the news of not being “real” about being a painted being stuck in a canvas, about how Verso ended up a plaything for this families grief and how badly Verso wanted it to end. And how the time he had been fighting for was never even an option.

“I’m not going to tell the others…” Gustave surrenders. “They deserve to be happy and hopeful in their final moments.”

“Gustave….” Versos voice breaks slightly from the hurt the guilt of it all. “I am so sorry…”

Verso kicks himself internally he wishes he had better words than just sorry.

“Thank you… for finally being honest…” Gustave musters out, his breath shaky as he simply stares at his hands and processes… quiet tears begin to fall down his cheek. Versos heart shatters but he knows he deserves it. After everything Verso deserves to feel every last shard of those words cut his heart to pieces.

Verso simply sits with Gustave quietly, like they have all the time in the world.

Relationship Level: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4🌶️ | 5 | 7 |

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Gustave’s painters mark given to him by his husband , Maskkeeper Verso ✨ from “carefully everywhere descending” by @skollwolf!

Everyone should go read this amazingly written, surprisingly tender A/B/O Monsterfucking fic ☺️

[usesteeledstrikeongustavesbutt]

So I offed a killer for you. Does that earn me a trip to that new dessert spot?

Can't believe I've got another new AU. This is mafia conglomerate adopted son Gustave and his bodyguard Verso. 😎

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Gustave’s painters mark given to him by his husband , Maskkeeper Verso ✨ from “carefully everywhere descending” by @skollwolf!

Everyone should go read this amazingly written, surprisingly tender A/B/O Monsterfucking fic ☺️

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Relationship Level 5

“You didn’t think that was important to mention?”

Gustave’s voice could be heard echoing across the barren wasteland that used to be a city.

“I can’t believe we are going up against your father… and you didn’t say anything”

“It wasn’t relevant” Verso lowly snarled back.

“Verso your father tried to kill me… you didn’t think that was worth telling us?”

Gustave pauses and lowers his frustrated arms. A single tear falls down his cheek.

“After everything we’ve been through… Verso?” Hearing his name said with such hurt and desperation cut through his heart deeply.

“I…. I had thought better of you”.

Verso stares at the engineer in silence… then at the ground trying to calculate what to say but the words just won’t come. Usually the lies just flowed but right now nothing came. He didn’t want to lie anymore… not when they make Gustave hurt like this….

Gustave takes the prolonged silence as a dismissal and returns to the others leaving Verso alone to wrestle with his thoughts.

Relationship Level: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4🌶️ | 6 | 7 |

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I’ve been obsessing over @the-nice-and-the-mysterious’s Lampstave AU so after they dropped their Lampstave pic I was so inspired to draw him and Verso, so here’s Lampstave being cute and lovey while verso is both aroused and scared.

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See the full uncensored version on blusky. 👀

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Relationship Level 4 🌶️ Bonus content:

After a refreshing swim in Verso’s Drafts, Verso and Gustave find a way to pass the time while their clothes dry.

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Relationship Level 4 🌶️ Bonus content:

After a refreshing swim in Verso’s Drafts, Verso and Gustave find a way to pass the time while their clothes dry.

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[the-nice-and-the-mysterious]

More Lampstave art! And this time, his more human self ref in color ( he'll mostly use his 2 mix-match arms but not towards Verso ). Otherwise, he will just be in his full cloak and glide around.

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Related arts: Verso's first awkwardness Lampstave's love for Verso's arms

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Verstave doodle for the soul.

It’s hot af here so I figured drawing them cold and snuggly would help fix me.