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Now that 'Too Sweet' has hit #1 in multiple countries including the US, I just want to say that I think it's absolutely criminal that not a single track from 'Wasteland, Baby!' charted in America. What happened there? Why was my boy cheated?
If I made musical themed calendars would anyone want one?
Dr. Flug x reader - Subjective Work
Art had never been his strong suit.
It was so unlike science. When crunching numbers or combining chemicals, there was always a definite answer. Sure, you had to wonder what might happen of you combined a certain pair of materials, but the variables were always clear. This new project was impossible.
A few salts, some aluminum, all wrapped up in colored paper -- it seemed simple, but in hindsight, it had turned out to be one of Dr. Flug’s most difficult projects. How should it all be positioned? What would the boss prefer? Everything was subjective. Nothing was ever clear or perfect. Once he was sure of one thing, another problem popped up in his face. He couldn’t stand it. Which is probably why, at this moment, he was anxiously standing at the entrance to an office that wasn't his own, holding the blueprints and ideas for his project in his hands.
Although a new recruit, (Y/N) was proving to be much smarter than Demencia or 505. They were average in most topics, and not the most physically imposing of the crew. However, when it came to charisma, they outshined even Black Hat himself. Soon after they joined, the videos coming from Black Hat inc. suddenly increased in quality. Business boomed. The house’s aesthetic and decorations improved as well. Even the old, moldy wallpaper had been replaced with a dapper black paisley.
Such a connoisseur of the arts would surely be able to help.
It took a few tries to build up the courage to knock on (Y/N)’s office door. What if they were busy? What if they weren't interested? He hadn't been too social with them when they first arrived. What if they acted the same?
Fortunately, they opened the door before he could run back to his office. But they were smiling. That wasn't good. He'd found, in his time working with Black Hat, that it was always easier to anger someone when they expected good news and got bad instead. He just knew that (Y/N) was thinking about how nice it was to have a free schedule (since they came, it had been nothing but work).
At was at this point he realized he'd been staring at them for too long.
“...Can I help you?” they asked quizzically.
“Oh! Uh, yeah, actually, uh-” He struggled to separate a piece of paper from the flock he was holding. Just pretend you're holding a press conference, he thought to himself. Or talking to Black Hat. Be professional.
“Well, you see, I'm currently working on this new project. It's, erm, a little more colorful than my previous work, and I've never really been good at artsy stuff, so I was wondering if you'd like to help me out-- not that you need to, I mean you've had a lot of work lately, and I totally understand if you just wanna take a break today, but I'm really outta my league so if you feel like it-”
“Doctor?”
“But no pressure, I mean it's just a silly little thing anyway, and I'm sure you have a lot on your plate-”
“Dr. Flug!”
His back straightened up like a ruler. “Yes! Ma’am!”
“What's the project?”
The bag-headed Doctor unrolled the piece of paper he'd been holding in his other hand. “Explosives, ma’am.”
(Y/N) was smiling again. “Awfully pretty explosives, aren't they?”
“Well, er-”
The new recruit walked back into their office, leaving the door open for him. “Come on in! Let's get started.”
“R-right!”
Well, that was easier than expected.
(Y/N)’s room was really quite large, although from the large piles of film gear, art supplies, and dirty dishes and clothing, you wouldn’t know it at a glance. Dr. Flug found himself marveling at the precarious towers of instant ramen cups dotting the landscape. He couldn’t stand clutter himself, but this room had ascended to the realm of professional sculpture. It was impossible to complain.
(Y/N) weaved effortlessly through the piles of junk, leaving Flug struggling to keep up. Above, a stray cup lost its perch and tumbled to the earth, beaning the scientist square on the noggin. His coworker turned around and started laughing immediately.
“Shit, are you okay? That happens sometimes, you gotta be careful.”
“Y-yeah, I'm fine…”
They reached out and grabbed his hand. “You'll have to move a lot faster than that if you wanna keep up. Come on.”
“Wh-”
And just like that, he was being pulled at a breakneck pace through the forest of trash. Mountains of snacks and books flew past him. At one point, he almost thought he saw a phone booth-- but that must’ve just been his eyes playing tricks. Soon enough, the two had found their way to a small clearing in the very center of the room. The floor was covered by a plain woven rug, and a large desk sat at one end. (Y/N) released their grip on him and trotted over to the desk.
“Let’s see what ya got!” they said.
Dr. Flug walked over and set his blueprints on the table. “I’m honestly not sure what I should do here,” he said, pointing to a small pattern he’d drawn on the side. “These things are supposed to explode in a pattern, but I can’t figure out how I should position the colors and all that to make it pleasing to the eye.”
“Huh.” (Y/N) grabbed a nearby pencil and paper and set them on the table. “So what kinda pattern are you going for?”
“Well, I sketched out a few simple shapes and all that, but I thought something more complex would make Mr. Hat happy…”
“Got it.” There was a flurry of scratching noises, and the Doctor looked down to see (Y/N)’s hand moving at a breakneck pace. Their face was suddenly so stern-- no, focused. It stunned him to see such a quick change in his coworker. Intricate patterns were beginning to appear on the paper. Flug was almost reminded of the focused state he entered when sketching up a new plan for a device. It impressed him.
“How’s this?” (Y/N) held up the paper to reveal a simple mandala. Several odd pictures were hidden in the corners.
“What are those doodles? Are those like our symbols?”
“Well, it’s you guys. I don’t really have a big recognizable symbol or object. You can put whatever you want in the empty spaces,” they suggested.
Flug took the paper in his hands. “Woah… This is incredible! I wish I could do stuff like this.”
They smiled. “You’re already the best scientist on the planet, and a pretty cool guy. What else do ya want?” they replied.
(Y/N) couldn’t see it, but Dr. Flug was blushing beneath his bag.
When the package of fireworks was delivered to the great supervillain Lord Bomb, everyone noticed that, when the Star City bank was robbed, a mandala could be seen in the sky with the other explosions. Only a few noticed the odd symbols hidden in the pattern. No one noticed what the symbols actually were -- a hat, a flower, a grin, a pair of goggles,
and a glimmering yellow star.
My CR3 hot take: everyone's real ready to call Imogen and Laudna girlfriends and draw them making out and everything, and while that may well end up being the ultimate state of affairs there, I don't actually care if they ever make it an 'official' romance or not. As a femme person in an almost decade old queerplatonic hard-to-explain-to-other-people relationship with another AFAB person, I feel really seen by the portrayal of two young women with an intimacy and intensity to their relationship that may fall outside the bounds of conventional romance.
I've been seeing a lot of Bendy and the Ink Machine stuff lately and HOO BOY I'M IN ANOTHER FANDOM YES INDEEDY
Hey all, I’m gonna get personal about the latest Big Reveal below the cut.
Oh man. Jeez, you guys. Okay, so obviously I’m really torn up about Scanlan leaving, as I imagine most of us Critters are. My feelings about this are a little more personal than just a beloved character leaving though, so I’m gonna ramble on for a bit. Scanlan’s a character that took a while to grow on me. He was funny, but also pretty crass and apparently shallow, just a comic relief character without much depth. It probably wasn’t until the start of the Briarwood arc that I realized how much Scanlan really cared about the rest of Vox Machina, but Kaylie’s arrival and his reaction to her cemented my love for his character. I’m something of an IRL bard myself. I’m a professional visual artist finishing up a degree in sequential art, as well as a longtime musician, singer, and performer. The arts have always been important to me, but since the election in November I’ve been pretty damn depressed, worse than I’ve ever been in my life. Critical Role’s been a big factor in keeping my head above water, and in staying motivated and inspired in my artwork despite my shitty emotional state. Waiting for the new episodes gets me through my school week. Scanlan in particular has meant a lot to me in the latest episode. The end of the Conclave arc was just as much of a shitshow as current US politics, but Scanlan was still there singing and inspiring and coming up with some of the most innovative and crucial solutions, and seeing that helped strengthen my resolve to keep making art on my end, keep singing, keep supporting my friends. I started in a new DnD campaign last month and created a bard almost solely because of Sam and Scanlan. So going forward, although I desperately hope that Sam brings Scanlan back to the party eventually, I’m resolved to keep being the best real life bard I can be in his absence and in his honor. And to Sam, one bard to another: Thank you.
#LISTEN I LOVE THIS ARTIST #THEIR STUFF LOOKS LIKE REALLY OLD WOOD CARVINGS OR MANUSCRIPT PAGES BUT UPDATED #LIKE THEY HAVE THAT SENSE OF LIKE HISTORIC WEIGHT AND MYSTICISM
@sidisi Holy shit these are the best tags anyone has left on my art?? Thank you so much, that is exactly what I’m going for and I’m really excited you like it!
in related news, my CR rewatch is almost up to recent events but I think I’m just gonna go back to the beginning because i can’t stand to rewatch the latest stuff just yet, it still hurts too much. i’d accuse myself of not having a life, but i only get through episodes so fast bc they’re great to put on when i’m working on art, and i may as well watch them again when there’s so much content and i’m not tired of it yet.
