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oh yeah you know what time it is !! huge oversight on my part not doing designs for my FAVORITE GUY doyle

Separated some of the groups from the bigger picture, so they’re easier to see individually (I had to go back and re-draw a few areas that were covered in the final version). First is Church and Tex with the AI Fragments. Then there is Tucker and Caboose, with Wash and Carolina. After that is Kai leaning against her bro, and Grif with Simmons in his lap. Next is Locus, with Donut and Doc. Then, Sarge and my OC Poppy. Finally, Sheila and Lopez (being romantic as heck). I had fun doing all these different poses, and just… look how happy they all are~

Binged rvb and guess who’s my favorite boi

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Red vs. Blue Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Locus | Samuel Ortez/Tentacles Characters: Locus | Samuel Ortez, Original Alien Character(s) Additional Tags: Non-Consensual Tickling, Explicit Consent, The sex is consensual the tickles aren't, Post-Season/Series 13, Sensitivity Enhancing Drugs, Touch-Starved, autistic locus, Stimming, Pressure Stimming, Tentacle Sex, Loss of Control, Bondage, Multiple Orgasms, Overstimulation, Submission, Happy Sex, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Crying, Fucked Silly, Aftercare, Self-Indulgent Series: Part 1 of Locus Gets Tentacled Summary:

He always knew he was rather submissive. But having his brains fucked out by an alien plant with sensitivity-enhancing drugs isn't how he thought that would ever work out for him.

Locus gets caught by some tentacle alien plant that wants to tickle him and make him feel good. I know it sounds weird. But trust me, it is.

he wants the hugs but wont admit it

Who names themselves after their armor 🙄

im manifesting locus in the new rvb season so baaad BABY PLEASE COME HOME

finished a bunch of comms the past 2 weeks, so took a break and did these doodles lmAOKLJfkmr my fave trope are goodbyes but then one person in the end saying to stay ;;;; ///sighs heavily

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Okay so I promised that I’d add them all together and link them to the fanfic that it goes with. So here’s the GTA AU fic:

Brush The Dirt Off Your Knees [Rated Ex]

Yes, there’s a reason why some are ‘better than others’ (It’s name being Felix got creative with Locus’ and Sharkface painted both his own and Wash’s. You should all fear the plain one thou, Felix is fucking nuts)

It’s Too Damn Cold

Finally! I have finally completed my half of my art trade with redgraveconspiracy. I know it’s way overdue and I’m super sorry! I wanted to make something you would really like but I kept putting it off because I’m not very confident in my writing. Forgive me senpai~

As requested, something “winter” themed (though it’s not really winter anymore hrrhrr). I decided to do something Lolix for you! I wanted to incorporate your blind Locus but I just couldn’t work it in. Maybe next time!

In any case, I hope it was worth the wait! 

Winter.

The lock was old and rusty and Locus had to tug off his leather gloves to fit the key into it. After a few seconds of frustration he was able to push the door open, only to be greeted by darkness.

Locus blinked, scrunched his eyebrows together. Unusual. The light in the small mudroom had been on when he left, with his partner shouting requests for supplies at him as he descended the stairs. Felix had the insufferable habit of leaving every light in the apartment on. He never heeded Locus’ lectures about wastefulness.

With a long suffering sigh, Locus toed off his military-grade boots, lining them up neatly against the wall amongst Felix’s scattered things. He shrugged off his heavy black coat and unwound his green knit scarf, both of which found their home on a hanger above the boots. When he had shed his winter layers he stepped into the kitchenette. Still dark. Several corners of the room, however, were illuminated with an orange glow.

Candles? Locus continued to frown. He knew that Felix was prone to occasional romantic frivolity but this seemed excessive, even for him. Not in the mood to indulge, he reached over and flicked the light switch.

Nothing.

“Don’t fuckin’ bother.” Came a muffled voice from the adjoining living room. “The fuckin’ power’s out.”

Locus deposited his bag of supplies next to the door and crossed the room to look down at the sagging old couch. There he found a bundle of blankets and righteous indignation that he assumed was Felix. 

“What?” He asked in a dull monotone.

A pair of amber eyes appeared among the blankets, then the entirety of Felix’s head. His face was that of a cat who had been caught in the rain, complimented by the matted mess that was his hair. “You heard me.” He snapped. “Power’s out! Friggin’ heat too. Something about iced over power lines or some shit. Jackass landlord doesn’t know when it’ll be fixed. We should kill him when we leave, y’know. Burn this shithole to the ground too.” Apparently recognizing the condescension and mild annoyance in Locus’ eyes he added, “What?! It’s fucking cold in here.”

This was another reason that Locus hated winter: Felix’s incessant whining. The smaller man hated the cold and wanted to make sure that the people around him were aware of it. If he was miserable it was only right that everyone else should be too.

Choosing to ignore his partner’s complaints, Locus simply said, “We have everything we need for tomorrow’s assignment.”

“Did you get the flashbangs I asked for?”

“No.”

“What, why the hell not?”

“We don’t need them. This mission is to be as covert as possible.”

“Ugh. Fine. Whatever.” Felix groaned. With what looked to be a great deal of effort he sat up, keeping the blankets wrapped around his neck. “Hey, do you wanna hit a bar or something? It’d warm us up.”

“No.” Locus said firmly. “We’ll need to be well rested for tomorrow. And I will not allow you to complicate the assignment by being hungover. Understood?”

Felix released another exaggerated moan. “You are absolutely no fun.”

“I’m aware. Now, I’m going to bed.”

In the space of half an hour Locus had laid out his equipment for the next day, washed his face and hair, and prepared for sleep. Before retreating to his bed he stuck his head into the living room to make sure that Felix was still sulking on the couch. Satisfied that the other mercenary hadn’t snuck out just to spite him, he retired.

Sometime later, Locus wasn’t sure how much, he felt his mattress shift. Immediately awake, he reached for the gun he kept under his pillow. One eye slid open, only to see someone with a matted mohawk climbing into his bed.

“Felix?” He asked, trying to sound groggy. He relaxed his grip on the gun, but did not release it completely. “What are you doing?” “Shut the hell up, okay?” Felix grumbled. “It’s just really goddamn cold!”

Locus watched through one eye as Felix made himself at home, pulling the covers up around himself. He opened the other eye when the other man snuggled close, resting his face in the crook of his neck. “It’s just fucking cold.” Felix murmured again, this time with less conviction. Locus said nothing, just placed one arm around his partner and allowed him to cuddle in and leech off his body heat. 

A few minutes passed and Felix fell completely still, his slow breathing the only indication he was alive at all. Locus looked down at the smaller man and almost smiled. Almost. From the bedside table a blue glow appeared and his cheap burner phone buzzed impatiently. Careful not to disturb Felix, Locus reached over him and snatched up the phone. The screen alerted him to a new text message.

Power should be fixed soon. Sorry guys! –Tod

Unfortunate.

Felix, I can’t see…

So I was wondering the other day how the hell Locus sees through his helmet??? Then I was like what if he doesn’t? What if he had an injury during the Great War that caused him to go blind, probably a plasma burn? So now, he can only see through his helmet because it’s somehow linked to his nervous system, allowing him to see the area in outlines and shapes? Idk I just really like the idea of blind Locus…

(when he went blind and was nearly killed, it made Felix realize his greatest fear was losing Locus)

transparent space losers