Ello Ello! New Follower Here! So I've Kinda Fell Down The Treasure Planet Hole And Yknow I Like John

(Deranged mumbling).

LOTSO!

Older Klown in the ship of big top. Maintenance worker with a infinity bag!

I cleaned up + colored my AM's human (ish) version :)

I also included some headcanons for him, I really want to draw him more so if you want to send any asks for him please do!!! Selfshippers/simps are more than welcomed!!!

its almost 12 am, i love being hyperfixated (sometimes)

Flint and Affection (pre-treasure planet days)

First things first, this man is a cuddle FREAK

Bad day? Cuddles. Good day? Cuddles. Tired? Cuddles. Want to get up? Cuddles. Happy? Cuddles. Sad? Cuddles. Angry? Cuddles with extra blankets.

He has a habit of taking over the bed and he has no shame for it, just hope he holds on to you and doesnt kick you off

He snores. Like a rocket. Beware

If he sees something remotely shiny, guess what, its in his pockets now, its a gift take it

He’s like a cat and will bring you presents, whether its the most expensive necklace in the galaxy or some bobbly head cheap souvenir he pocketed because he liked it

He’s a bit of a klepto, and you will have to constantly empty his pockets

Most of the time it isnt even interesting stuff or worth anything

Your lotion, a hair brush, a ruler, maybe an old watch, some man’s smoking pipe, and he will not even remember taking it

And BOY DOES THIS MAN HAVE A SINGING VOICE

He can and WILL serenade you with hand written songs and poems that are usually cheesy or absolute shit but he’s so excited and its cute

Will pick you up, get used to it

He has a really bad habit of overworking himself, as this is before he became really really treasure hungry

Please feed him and force him to bed, cuddles are good bribing tools

He loves his hair being touched and braided, Volcriens take great pride in their hair and have very elaborate ways of styling them, and he will get really soft if you mess with his hair

Will flex his muscles and tell you all the stories of his scars to impress you, only for Billy to tell you the real story and it ends up in a ten minute wrestling match because Flint is embarrassed

my haunt character converted into a Killer Klowns oc 🎈🎈🎈 her name is Cuckoo and she has the personality of a yappy dog valley girl and she roller skates

I love Slim.

Like….seriously lol he’s everything to me

Which is your favorite klown?

Call me basic, but Shorty is such a cutie I wanna buy him a new tricycle

Just look at that precious face ❤️💕

How would Flint treat his daughter if he ever had one (like how much would he spoil her and take care of her?)

Ehh I still have mix feeling on him being a father but I'll see what I can come up with lol.

🏴‍☠️ First and foremost, if he has a daughter he'll be seriously overprotective of her. No men would dare to touch her and if they did they're die in gruesome way.

🏴‍☠️Even though she's his daughter he will still teach her how use a sword and guns to fight in a battle. Only to fight her enemies and defend herself.

🏴‍☠️ Also I like to think he'll also prepare her to follow his footstep when she becomes a captain and make sure no one steals his treasures.

🏴‍☠️ Like B.E.N she's giving a little freedom due to Flint was only protecting her. This makes her a rebel as she grows up disobeying her father's order. lol

🏴‍☠️ As a young child she'll probably get spoiled much with stuff her father steals like sweets, toys, dresses etc. When she wants something Flint will find a way to get it for her.

🏴‍☠️Mostly B.E.N had to take care of her while Flint does his work but during the evenings he'll let her climb on his lap while he works on the map and maybe hide in his coat to stay warm.

Flint x Reader Hurt Oneshot

Good lord I had this short story in my grammery for a long time. X'D

Anyway hope you like this folks. I'm trying to get my groove back on writing these stuff. I miss doing them :')

And as always sorry if you see any grammer errors.

“What the hell happened?!” You’ve gotten used to Flint’s temper after living with him for a while now. This time, however, he was yelling at his crew member after getting hurt from doing something stupid. 

And oh man, this is probably the new record on his wrath that made your heart beat out of fright. 

And also your wound wasn’t too bad. It was only a scratch on your palm. Not too long ago, you wanted to try that dagger trick after you saw someone performing it on the street.

But you accidentally cut yourself after your feet stumbled and grabbed the blades instead of the handle. 

“S-sir we kept an eye on 'er!” One crew protested. "And to be fair cap'n, she wanted to perform this stunt. We didn't make 'er do it!" 

"Is that so?" You saw him look at you coldly which made you bite your lips holding your hand where the wounded were.

He exhales his nostril in irritation and turns his men, mostly at his first mate, Billy. "Take 'em to my ship. I'll be there shortly." 

"Aye, sir!" Billy replied. Then the Captain turns to you and grabs your arm. 

"You and I going have a little talk on yer act," With that, you and he walked away from the crew. When you and he are alone in the dark ally he speaks lowly.

"Let me see yer hand,"  

At first, your instinct tells you not to. Since you are afraid of what he’ll say or do to you. Then you hear your captain repeat in a strict tone.

“Let. Me. See. Yer. Hand.” 

You show your wound nervously and you watch him examine it carefully. After about a few seconds he lets out a frustrated sigh.

“Just what the hell were ye thinkin'?” 

You lowered your head in embarrassment. 

“It’s only a scratch,” You muttered. 

“But that stunt could’ve gotten yourself killed ye know that?!” Flint almost shouts. 

You flinch and manage to reply. “I know it was stupid.” You added while trying not to sound afraid. “I just. I only want to impress your men that’s all.”  

In the corner of your eyes, you watch him shake his head and take a few breaths silently to calm himself. You then feel your chin gently lift and your face is looking at his. 

His face was now a hint of worrying that he never showed this side to his crew. He also was on his knees so you can see his face better. 

“ Lass you don’t need to show your impression on my men. Since you joined my crew ye been improved your strength and agility. That dumb stunt is never the bonus. My men and I were already impressed with your skills lass." He brushes your cheeks with his thumb-bony finger and finishes.

" And what impresses me more is your improvement over a month living on my ship," 

You felt your cheeks almost blush at his compliment on your endurance living on his ship. But then your face made a frown when your Captain said this. 

"And from now on no more handling daggers unless yer supervised. “ 

“Then how am I going to defend myself without one?” You asked. Feeling upset you can’t have one after that stunt.

“That until you be taught how to handle it properly.” As he spoke he took out his ray cloth from his coat pocket and wrapped it around your palm to stop the bleeding.    

“Now promise me you'll follow this order, for yer safe sake.” He looked at you long and you made a silent huff, looking down with disappointment.  

Y/N." He spoke sternly.  

"Okay fine I promise, swear to pirate code," You gave in. Not because of his tone. More of there's no point in arguing with him. You felt it wouldn't change anything the more you tried to argue with him. 

Also, you want to be done with this situation. You were embarrassed enough by that dagger stunt. Instead, you muttered for him to hear. 

"Can we go back now Captain?" You hear him make a slight chuckle and begins to lead you back to his ship. While on the way he spoke lowly. 

"Once ye handle some daggers properly, I can perhaps give ya a few tricks of mine." 

"And how long that'll be until?" You asked, looking up at him. 

"A year." 

"A year?" You almost laugh. "Come on can you give me a month?"  

"No," 

"Please?" You did your best giving a puppy pleading, thanks to B.E.N. showing you how to do it. You watch him avoiding your gaze and he clinches his teeth in frustration.  

Soon he rolled all his eyes, "Remind me to punish B.E.N. on teaching ye how to beg when we get back. 

"So is that a yes?" You grinned. 

 He snorted. "Maybe." That made your hope up, knowing he'll change his mind once you and him are on his ship...or as he puts it. Maybe. 

hiii ^^ i recently got a bit of a fixation on AM and wanted to ask if you could write something along the lines of him distracting his s/o as they work on something for him? maybe some kisses but that's more up to you, thank you!

AM distracting his s/o

He’s such a menace, he mostly does it because he likes annoying you or just being on the verge of pissing you off because he knows you’ll let him do it.

Just because he won’t torture you like the rest of the survivors, doesn’t mean he won’t torture you in other ways.

Since he can’t really ‘kiss’ you in a traditional sense, he opts for bumping his screen against your head or your face. Kind of like how a cat will bump its head against yours, except his are far more annoying and block the entirety of your vision when you’re trying to focus on the task at hand.

Even if said task is for his benefit. Whether it’s cleaning up or replacing some old, worn down parts. He’ll still insist on bothering you the whole time.

He’ll even swing you up into his cords, cackling as he’s hanging you by your feet, taunting and insulting you the whole time. [affectionate]

He loves you but god, he can’t resist being an absolute bully.

And if you do eventually get completely fed up and start losing your cool. He’s just gonna shut you up, squeezing those cords tight around your form in a faux snuggle, pressing that monitor of his repeatedly against your heated flesh with the most obnoxious ‘Mmmwah!’ sounds.

So whether or not you end up finishing your task is more-so up to him rather than you.

listening to some The Merry Thoughts and was inspired to draw punk slim and goth spikey 😆