Mar 17, 2019
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I miss these jerks :’)
Hey who wants a scene from the first draft of South Pawed about Ky and Tom being dumbasses? All of you, obviously
Warnings for uh blood, swearing, and a vicious but comedic cauterizing of a wound
They weren’t spotted as they went up to the hotel room, but Tom’s cut left a trail of blood. The more time passed, the more it ached. He couldn’t tell if he was woozy from alcohol, his draining adrenaline, or blood loss. Ky dumped him in the bathtub, where he struggled to get out of his blood soaked pants. Fortunately, they’d closed the door before Dominic could get in, leaving the quid bleating plaintively outside.
“Ugh, Tommy, you got blood on my new pants!” they exclaimed, gesturing to the faint stain on their white capris.
“Yeah, I’m so fuckin’ worried ‘bout’cha pants,” Tom retorted, clamping both hands around the wound. Blood poured out regardless.
“You should be. You owe me!”
“Fuck, dude, if I don’t fuckin’ bleed out!”
Ky rolled their eyes. “Promiser, you are such a drama queen.”
With that, they left the bathroom. “Yer fuckin’ welcome, jackass!” he yelled after them.
Grumbling to himself, he grabbed his phone (wiping his hand hastily on his ruined pants before touching the screen) and called Jon. It rang, but he knew for a fact that his friend always kept it on vibrate and was probably asleep. It went to voice mail. Cursing, he hung up and decided to search up how to stop the bleeding himself.
Just then, Ky swept back into the room, brandishing a knife in one hand and a bottle of vodka in the other. They handed the bottle to him. “Drink some,” they said.
He took a sip. “Don’t see how dis is gonna fuckin’ help.” Ky took it back and he frowned at the knife they were holding. It was red. Hot? “Wait. Wait, wait— FUCK!”
Ky dumped the contents of the bottle onto the cut. Climbing into the tub, they pinned Tom down and used the hot knife to cauterize the wound. He ended up biting off a chunk of his tongue, trying to wrestle Ky off while writhing from the burning agony. They were much, much stronger than their spindly limbs suggested.
By the time they got out of the tub, grumbling and complaining about getting more blood on themself, Tom shook, speechless from the pain, from the fucking audacity. His shirt was now soaked with sweat. He barely had the presence of mind to reach up with one shaking hand and take the piece of tongue he’d bitten off, throwing it weakly towards the drain.
Ky handed him the bottle. He took a swig. It burned like a motherfucker and some spilled down his chin and onto his chest. “F-Fuck you,” he spat at Ky around a mouthful of blood.
“I fucking saved your life!” they retorted. “Ugh, you’re so fucking ungrateful.”
Well, the bleeding wasn’t nearly as bad, he supposed. “Whaddaya do for burns?” he mumbled.
Ky looked him in the eye and dumped more of the vodka onto the now cauterized wound. Tom stifled a snarl of pain, pounding a fist on the wall through the worst of the burning. After that, they turned on the shower, letting cold water pound down on him, before leaving the bathroom once more. He struggled out of his shirt and ripped his boxers off, not wanting to deal with the pain of pulling them off properly.
Jon’s a total sweetheart like. He tips people their monthly rent at restaurants, gives cashiers $100 bills and tells them to keep the change, his visions for the future of the company all involve making technologies accessible and making the lives of the less fortunate easier.
Like, sure he’s a total brat but he’s got more of a heart than most wealthy people. He tries to laugh it off as “wealthy guilt” but he’s more generous than people like to believe.
I’ve reached a point in South Pawed where Jon either needs to cut his hair or grow it out. What’s your guys’ opinion?
also have a scribble. Jon is not a morning person. Tom’s probably made breakfast many times with Jon asleep on his back
Here’s a sketch dump because I can’t be bothered to put everything on different canvases uh.
Tom and Jon in the top left???? Coloured??? It’s a Christmas goddamn miracle. I mostly did those to warm up and tweak their colours (agaIN) and also to prove that Jon CAN smile he just...doesn’t. A lot.
Top right is some Pauzolian word art, featuring the word/symbol for sky dropper (which I designed into a tattoo for Jon) and also the symbol for Jon’s last name, Jonston, and an attempt at a logo? Prolly not sticking with that, but it was fun.
Uhh scattered across the right are a TON of spell circles that Alice has tattooed on her. I even labeled what they do, except I did that while the canvas was flipped. Whoops.
aaand finally the trio on the bottom showing off their better assets (their tattoos). I REALLY hope derrs agrees that the sky dropper is on Tom’s side like that because??? it looks so good.
Also technically Tom and Jon both have one other tattoo but i’m not gonna design that atm, especially since idek where those ones are going.
Here’s at least one thing i’ve got to show for the drawing i’ve done today? just thumbnails/sketches for...promo posters? kinda? for South Pawed? since I KINDA wanna play it a lil like a comic? we’ll see how things go lol
Alice: -performs magic in front of Tom-
Tom: -shrugs- A’ight