#locington

[hipstersoulgushers-art]

Made a little zine for an early valentines <3

Foldable vvv

This was kind of slap dash is quite low res but I hope people like it anyway ^.^' I just got the itch to draw a bunch of ship stuff

[missterywitch]

the ships for wash are great. you can ship him with whom used to be his colleague and now is a shell of himself, a guy he can't stand but have each other's back, a mercenary who is obsessed with him, the medic he kidnapped for a while, the guy he shot and even the ai he had implanted for like a couple of minutes

[tantaliart]

may i be greedy and request lolix x tuckington?

I actually got requested this polycule THRICE so I hope you enjoy this spaghetti pose I came up with

[freakmyradio]

Locington is great trust me

[phantomraekens]

whore.

[zombeh]

Locus and Washington have a sudden and passionate exchange on indoor gym floor

contextual felix image below

[betterthananythingmoneycanbuy]

Fuck it, I'm making a ship bracket and we're gonna vote on the best ship

Obviously, there's the main shit (grimmons, tuckington, yorklina, etc.) but I wanna add some obscure ships too, so lemme know what you wanna vote on

Ones tagged are ones I'm already adding btw

[red-vs-blue-has-my-s0ul]

To Wash, Locus was a poser, a liar in wolf’s skin, just another person trying to kill his team.

sure, Wash said he’d done better as a soldier, that he’d changed, that he was trying to defend and protect what was right this time. but he was just as ready to say or do anything to keep his team alive; to stall, to get inside Locus’s head—anything to cover their tracks.

Wash wasn’t lying when he said he had changed, he’d just reverted to a similar way before the Project. He was the same in how he defended instead of slaughtered, how he desperately wanted to carry a team and have them carry him. He had always wanted a home. That’s never changed.

But to Locus, Wash was an anomaly. He was everything Locus was but different; patient when he shouldn’t be, accepting when it’d just weigh him down. He was a soldier, but he didn’t act like how Locus expected him too. He was the “ideal soldier,” yet he gave it up for what? For a bunch of idiotic simulation troopers? It was inefficient. Impractical.

It was all Wash’s fault. His existence broke the very justification for why Locus did the things that he did. Because if Wash could heal and move on after everything he’d done, and with so little, then everything, everything that Locus had done up until now…

I think that’s what finally snapped Locus into place. He finally saw a world where he didn’t have to do terrible shit to survive, where he could finally let everything go and heal, and defend the people that he actually cared about.

All this time, he’d been trapped in what was familiar to him, rather than what he actually wanted.

And I think him realizing that is what finally set him free.