Big Cat's Birthday 2023

Big cat's birthday 2023

Lenticular print for TFCon Baltimore

silly continuity crossover doodle because i'm not immune to the multiverse trend

he's still emo about his own ratchet, don't judge him.

Stay~ (Stickvin Oneshot)

*A Yandere Toppat Charles x Henry Stickmin Oneshot*

      "Join the clan Henry~ No government or prison will even touch you, not if I have a say in it. You'll be safe with me, Henry, I promise. Just let me love you Henry, and stay." 

Those were the words that Charles used to convince Henry to be on this airship. He knew Charles could be possessive, but he wasn't expecting him to be THIS possessive. Charles wouldn't let anyone near Henry, and he rarely left Henry alone. When there was a meeting, Charles had Henry in his lap. When Henry went to the restroom, Charles waited just outside the door. Charles had his arm wrapped around Henry most of the time, he barely gave Henry any privacy. It was driving him mad. Henry wasn't sure what to do. He liked Charles, he really did, but he needed space. So Henry ran and hid throughout the airship, hoping to just have a little bit of alone time. He managed to run off while Charles was in the shower, none of the other Toppats got in his way, they usually avoided Henry due to the fact that Charles got very angry when they were "too close" to him, and Charles wasn't afraid to hurt people for being so. He was a fine leader to the other Toppats when he had Henry with him, but when he didn't… he was frightening.. 

     Henry crawled through the vents until he reached the airship's outdoor balcony. He just wanted some alone time. He felt the heavy wind whipping against his thin body as he watched the clouds pass by. Henry took deep breaths, savoring this moment of peace. He thought about Charles. Why did he love him? He had set off so many red flags he might as well just be a red flag made of other red flags sewn together into a gigantic red flag… and yet Henry loved him enough to agree to stay. To be honest, Henry kind of liked Charles when the two of them were alone. Charles was so affectionate, and practically worshipped Henry. He'd give Henry hugs, kisses, massages… he just spoiled Henry. But when other people were around he scared Henry with his possessiveness. This wasn't right… was it? This was dangerous. This was stressful. This wasn't healthy. Not like this. Henry knew he needed to talk to Charles. Maybe he could get through to him. Maybe he could- "Oi, Henry. What're you doing out here? Boss will freak out if he sees you're missing." Henry jumped in surprise at the sudden voice. He turned to face the Toppat. Rupert Price. He was one of the higher ups in the clan, but that fact wouldn't keep him safe from Charles's wrath if he was caught talking to Henry alone. "I know, I'm sorry. I just… needed space. If Charles starts looking for me, just tell him I'm here. He'll find me." Henry replied. He wanted to be able to talk to the other members of the Toppat Clan, but he knew it only threw them into danger. Charles was a yandere, that was just who he was. "Yeah, I will." Rupert took his leave, he didn't want to be added to his boss's list of casualties. 

     Henry leaned over the red, metal, guard rails. It felt cold against the skin on his hands. He gripped the railing so tightly his knuckles had turned white. What was he going to tell Charles? How do you convince a yandere to calm down and be less of a, well, a yandere!? Charles wasn't one to quit. Henry knew that better than anyone else. Henry took deep breaths trying to focus.

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    "Oh Henry~!" Charles called out to his lover as he stepped out of the shower into their shared bedroom. Then paused when he noticed when the room was empty. Charles froze. Where had Henry gone? His one true love, his treasure, wasn't here. Had he run off? Or had a member of the Toppat Clan decided to attempt to take his precious sweetheart away from him? Not. Happening. Charles quickly changed into his usual clothes. His signature red top hat and headset combo upon his head. Charles walked angrily through the airship in search of Henry. The other clan members backed away from him, not wanting to upset him further and become victims. Rupert peered around a corner only to appear behind Charles. "Oi- Hey boss." Charles whipped his head around so fast it made Rupert jump. His piercing green irises staring intently through Rupert. "Yes? Rupert?" Charles asked (practically snapped), his voice had such an edge to it that it felt as though it would cut people. "Uh.. Henry's out on the balcony. Ya know… since you seem to be… looking for him.." Rupert trailed off nervously, hoping that Charles would calm down. "I see…" Charles said as he walked towards Rupert. The other Toppats only watched awkwardly. Charles suddenly grabbed Rupert's neck, his grip was tight and relentless. "..and why, may I ask, do you know his whereabouts while I do not?" His voice was cold, and erie. " *gasp* I-I saw him out there while I was w-walking by! *cough* I swear!" Rupert struggled to breathe as Charles's grip on his throat tightened slightly. Charles let go of Rupert. He wanted to see his darling Henry. He took a deep breath, trying to regain his composure. "Very well. I'll go check there now. See ya." 

…

Charles speed walked towards the airship's balcony. Why would Henry go there? Away from him? Why would Henry go somewhere where he wasn't by his side? He reached the door that led to the balcony outside. He walked through it. His eyes lit up at the sight before him. There was his priceless treasure, bathed in sunlight and surrounded by the endless sky and clouds around them. Quite frankly, his sweet little Henry was beautiful out here. Like an angel in heaven. Charles just had to gaze at the gorgeous sight before him.

      Henry kept his back towards Charles. Charles smiled as he approached Henry, then wrapped one of his arms around his waist, using his other arm to turn Henry's face towards him and kissed Henry on the lips before moving to kiss Henry's cheeks and neck. "Oh Henry~ my dear, what are you doing out here alone? It's dangerous here, I don't want you wandering too far from me. I'll keep you safe, love." Charles said in a sing-song voice, as he kissed Henry's neck. Charles buried his face into his neck, nipping at the skin. "... Charles…" Henry whined, he had to talk to him, it was his only hope for improvement in their relationship. Henry knew Charles was not only taller than him, but he was much stronger than him as well. If Charles wanted to restrain Henry, he could. He wasn't sure if Charles would do it, but he knew he could. That knowledge scared him. "Hmm?" Charles hummed, just filled with happiness at the sound of Henry's voice. Charles inhaled deeply, taking in Henry's scent. "Charles, we need to talk. Can we go back to our room?" "Of course." Charles moved his arms to lift Henry, carrying him to their room.

… 

      Charles held Henry in his lap, the two of them on their bed. Henry could feel Charles kisses and breaths on the back of his neck. "Charles." Henry's voice was quiet, slightly distressed. "Yes my love?" Charles asked fondly. "I know you love me, and I love you too. Really, I do, but I need-" Henry was interrupted by Charles. "What do you need? I can provide it for you! Any treasures of the world are yours, just ask!"

 "I need space Charles! I love you and all, but it's driving me crazy that I can't have a few minutes to myself without you freaking out and shooting somebody or something!" Henry's eyes stung from the tears forming in them. He took in a small gasp of air before continuing. "I was hoping that when I joined your clan we'd be like partners in crime. Not me being your pet. I want to be alongside you, but still be an individual. Why can't you let me do that?" Henry started to sob. "You say you love me, but you don't seem to really care about how I feel! And it hurts, Charles. It really, really hurts. It makes me reconsider whether or not I still want to stay." Henry started crying. Tears ran down his face, and he trembled. There was silence between them. Charles gripped Henry slightly tighter. Had he really been hurting him without realizing it? Would Henry leave him? He didn't want him to leave! He needed Henry. Every time the two of them were apart, he craved Henry's presence. He yearned to hear Henry's voice. "Henry… I-I… I never meant to hurt you. I just… I don't want anyone or anything taking you away from me, but… I don't want to drive you away either. Please. Stay. I'll try to be better. I want to make you happy. Let me make you happy." Charles begged. He took a deep breath. "I'll try to respect your privacy, and give you more space."

Henry sniffled, then turned around to face Charles. "You really mean, it?" Charles used his thumb to wipe the tears off of Henry's face, then he nodded. "I mean it. I don't want to lose you. Just tell me how I can be better for you." Charles pleaded, he'd do anything for Henry. "Okay, well to start. I'd like to be able to talk to other people without you threatening to kill and/or maim them." Henry began, he wanted to be able to socialize again. "I'll try. But you're still mine." Charles said slightly sternly. "We'll work on that."

This was going to take time. Charles would have a hard time changing his behavior, but he'd do it if it meant Henry would stay. "Please don't leave." Charles pleaded again, burrowing his face into Henry's shoulder. "I won't. But here are other things that we need to change." Henry stated, he loved Charles. If Charles was willing to develop a healthier relationship, then he could truly be happy with Charles and the Toppats.

"I love you, Charlie. Even if you're crazy. Thank you for hearing me out." Henry leaned back into Charles, the act of affection making Charles smile. "I love you too. I'll try my best to make you happy, Hen-Hen." Charles kissed Henry on the cheek before moving to lay down, bringing Henry with him. The two of them cuddled together. Doing their best to communicate their feelings better. With enough time and effort, they'd develop a better relationship. One based more on love and less on obsession.

Let's dress up Senator Shockwave ·͜ · !

Not what he thought (Yandere Toppat Charles)

*This takes place before the "Stay~" oneshot*

(I got a bit silly with this one, and this is more from Rupert’s point of view)

It was four in the damn morning, and Rupert couldn't sleep. He decided to get some food and coffee to wake him up. If he couldn't sleep, then at least he would be left alone and could have breakfast in peace. Ever since his boss got that new "boyfriend" things have been nothing but chaos. So it was oddly nice to walk through the empty, metallic halls in the airship. Without the chatter of other Toppats, the only sounds Rupert could hear were his own footsteps echoing, and the revving of the airship's engine. He entered the break room, it had a long table in the center of the room, behind it was the counter, sink, cabinets and the fridge. Basically just a mini kitchen. To the right of the table, there was a large window that let you see the endless sky outside, though at this early hour there wasn't much to see. Rupert was about to head towards the coffee machine on the counter when he realized someone else was in the room. The lights were off so it was hard to see anything other than silhouettes. 

"Oi. Mind if I turn on the light?" Rupert asked, he wasn't worried about another person being up at this hour. Some people were insomniacs, or just did what he was doing and getting early morning coffee and snacks. It was a little odd that they sat in the dark though, but maybe they just didn't want to wake anyone else. "I can't really stop you from doing so." The silhouette replied. The voice was soft, and hesitant. The tone reminded Rupert of Dave's voice, but Dave's voice had a slightly higher pitch to it than the voice in the dark. Not to mention, if it was Dave he would've recognized Rupert's accent and greeted him openly. Not remain hidden in the dark like some sort of vampire. Rupert flipped the switch on the wall next to him. In a second, the once shadowy room was illuminated and fully visible.

Rupert glanced in the direction of the previously unidentified figure and realized… it was Henry. The Chief's boyfriend. Great. He was alone with this brat? Of all people? Rupert noticed that Henry was sitting at the table eating what appeared to be a cheese wedge. It was a fairly large one at that. Rupert couldn't help but find that behavior odd. Of all the things to eat at 4 am, he chose half a pound worth of cheese? Apparently Henry noticed the weird look Rupert was giving him. "Was this… reserved for someone?" He asked. Rupert shook his head. "Nah, it's just weird is all." Rupert replied, admittedly a bit rudely, but who cares? He's not supposed to be anywhere near this guy anyway so why bother. "I'm just here for some coffee." Rupert walked towards the coffee maker and set up everything for it. A few minutes later all he had to do was wait for the machine to be done. Now he had to wait in this room with Henry till the machine was ready.

Rupert couldn't help but stare at Henry a bit. Why was he here eating cheese in the dark in the first place? If he had asked Charles for some cheese he probably would've brought him all of the damn cheese they had in the fridge. He wouldn't have to get up so early. He continued to observe Henry. This was the first time he had seen him without the chief around. He looked… tired. And just not in the "it's too early for this" kind of way. Henry was kind of curled up in his chair, his knees were close to his chest, he held the cheese wedge like a chipmunk with an acorn. He avoided looking in Rupert's direction. His whole demeanor just seemed… scared. On guard. Almost shameful. It felt weirdly awkward just staying in this room silently. "May I ask about the cheese?" Rupert broke the silence. "Huh? I mean, there's not much I could say about it… it's gouda. I found it in the fridge. That's really it." Henry replied. He seemed hesitant to make conversation, but Rupert wasn’t done yet. The raven haired man rolled his eyes. “I meant why are you eating a huge cheese wedge at…” Rupert glanced at the clock on the wall. “4:15 in the morning.” Henry mumbled something and took a small bite out of the gouda wedge. He spoke so quietly Rupert couldn’t make out whatever he said. “What did you say? I couldn’t hear you.” Rupert said, slightly annoyed. What was this spoiled brat’s problem?

“I do this every morning. It’s one of the only things I can keep to myself anymore. Don’t tell Charles.” 

Rupert paused. That was so.. Specific. Rupert dwelled on the thought. Now that he thought about it.. When was the last time Henry had basic privacy? Even during meetings Henry never got his own chair if it wasn’t directly next to the chief. Everywhere Henry went, the boss was there. This was the only time Rupert had ever seen Henry alone since he agreed to stay with the chief. Was eating cheese at this god forsaken hour just a bit for control over his own life? A desperate whimper of privacy? Rupert tried to think about things from Henry’s perspective. Charles never let anyone else near Henry, did he even have any friends on this ship? Now Rupert felt bad. This man was basically a hostage and he called him a spoiled brat. Henry was constantly showered with the chief's overbearing affection and- wait, did Charles even let Henry take showers alone!? Nope. Nope. Nope. Rupert did not want to think about that. The coffee machine finally beeped. Rupert so badly wanted to get that image out of his head he didn’t even bother pouring the coffee into a cup. He just chugged the caffeinated magma straight out of the jug! At least all the burning gave him something else to think about! “Ok Henry nice chat! I won’t tell the boss about this, promise! Bye!” Rupert dashed out of the room, eager to be rid of further awkwardness.

Henry just sat there in shock. What just happened?