The Clockers - Tumblr Posts
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*Insert low quality meme*
Cleo: Scar and Bdubs just insisted Etho and I remember a code word in case we’re ever confronted by their clone or a cyborg doppelgänger and we’re not sure which is the real them and which is the imposter.
Cleo: Some families have a fire escape plan, but not us.
Cleo: Just be careful, Scar!
Scar: *heading out the door* I'm always careful, Cleo!
Scar: It's everything around me that's careless.
Y'all I have a clockers headcanon. So obviously Etho is the absent father let's say because he's with Joel kinda. Y'all know how they be. But basically he's like the cool rich uncle, thennn Joel leaves Etho and marrys Lizzie right. So basically Lizzie and Joel js become like the cool rich aunt and uncle who spoil Scar and Bdubs. (Plus Joel is his own uncle cuz bad boys are cousins so he's also Grian and Jimmy's uncle 😌)
thinking about the clockers family again
my brain is still in limited life
limited life currently feeling like the playground… coral kids… the bad boys… the clockers aka two kids and their tired mom…
the clockers, with wonderland-themed outfits :D
The Cat and the Fox - a Life series AU idea
Scar bounded through a twisted, green forest with the silent thumping of paws, afraid that something could jump out of the trees and attack him at any moment. Or the trees themselves could jump out at him. Or something else entirely. What did he know?
It had felt like years since the Shadow Queen had sworn vengeance upon these lands, tearing apart their home with wicked plantlife and inflicting a terrible curse upon them that only spread and spread. Scar’s friend Mumbo had said that the trees that she grew were angry at them for some reason, and angry trees definitely didn’t sound very fun to deal with. But then the curse spread, and Mumbo left them. He could have been transformed into any number of terrible beasts. Maybe Mumbo was watching him right now, and could see what Scar himself had turned into.
Scar kept running through the forest.
Ba-bum bump ba-bum bump ba-bum bump.
Pant pant pant.
The feeling of wind in his face.
His padded, hidden claws bounding across the leafy forest floor.
Just keep running. Just clear your mind. Just need to find-
The sudden thought put a giant weight on Scar’s heart, like a rock, undoing all the numbness that his time alone in the forest had done. His running slowed to a trot, then to nothing at all. If he was able to cry in this body, he would have.
The heavy thought made him realize that had no idea where his original body was. He had no idea where any of his friends were, or even if they were okay. He simply hung all of his hopes on the premise that Grian had gone into this cursed forest to find Mumbo (or die trying), and had managed to survive. Without Grian, Scar would have never survived the curse for as long as he did. Surely Grian would do just fine out here on his own. Scar would do the best he could in this body, find Grian, and everything would be just fine! He was sure of it.
Scar yawned, his pointy teeth glimmering, and he fell asleep, the golden sunlight warming his fur.
Scar awoke to a strange, cackling-like sound that echoed through the woods ominously. Whatever had made it was definitely not happy, and it was getting closer and closer. Why had he fallen asleep? He had no idea how to defend himself against another creature!
He supposed that he had some advantages, of course. Scar had very sharp claws, was more agile than he had been when he was a human, and was large and bulky enough to shake off a hard hit. But he hadn’t gotten used to any of these abilities, and he had no idea whether the creature was a transformed human like he was, or just another animal.
He stood up, his fur standing on edge and his tail instinctively tucking beneath him. The strange-sounding creature was getting closer still. Scar backed up against a knotted tree, hissing and trying his best to sound intimidating. The critter emerged from out of the underbrush, and finally Scar got a good look at it. It was, for the most part, a normal-looking arctic fox with silvery-white fur, except for the fact that it had a thin slash through one of its eyes, which glowed an intimidating red. They also appeared to have more than one bushy tail that wagged dangerously behind them. Was it two tails? Ten? It was hard to say for sure.
The fox prowled around Scar, studying him with its cold, dark eyes. Scar took the hint and began to circle the fox in turn, bracing himself for a showdown. The two creatures circled each other for a while, and after what felt like ages, the fox pounced unexpectedly, pinning Scar to the ground with its thick, black claws.
“N-no!” Scar mewed, bracing for the fox to strike with its sharp canines. Fortunately, the fox never did. As soon as the fox heard Scar’s voice, it stopped, studying him with surprise.
“Uh… Scar?” The fox said in a voice that Scar recognized.
“Etho?” Scar responded, equally surprised. He had known the tall, light-haired man during what felt like ages ago, but that was before Etho had a tail (or ten, for that matter). But that didn’t make very much sense. Etho was strong! Scar thought that Etho would have surely survived against the curse.
“So, what are you doing out here?” Etho asked, his tails flicking in every direction. “Did the curse get to you as well?”
“…Yeah,” Scar answered, his ears flattening against his head.
He always felt that his cursing was his own fault. Grian had warned him not to go too far into the forest, and to just stay on the outskirts. But of course, Scar never listened. His cane got stuck on a knotted root and he tripped, was attacked by a cursed she-wolf, and had ended up where he was now.
“Sorry about attacking you,” Etho said, his ears lowering slightly. “You never know whether a cursed animal could be hostile or not, you know.”
Then a slow smile spread across his lips. “just out of curiosity… Did I make you jump?”
“Oh, definitely,” Scar laughed. “So… how have you been doing?” It was an awkward question. What else do you ask somebody who’s just attacked you and you haven’t seen in forever?
“Not terrible, actually,” Etho said to Scar’s surprise. “I have a nice place in the side of a mountain. I’m actually rooming with Cleo right now, since she was doing about as great as I am.” Etho flexed his claws, a sad expression passing across his face. “It’s pretty cold and dark most of the time, but at least I have some company.”
“Oh! Well, that sounds just great!” He said, but to tell the truth, Scar hadn’t expected any of that. He knew firsthand that Cleo and Etho had an interesting relationship, to say the least.
Etho then trotted away without another word, but Scar followed him intently.
“Where ‘ya going, Etho?” Scar asked, trying to get past Etho’s great mass of tails.
“Uhh, back to Cleo’s?” Etho said flatly.
“Well, I’m coming with you, aren’t I?” Scar said hopefully.
“You… want to move back in with us?” Scar had to admit it was a fair question. He had lived with Cleo, Bdubs, and Etho a while back, forming a sort of dysfunctional family, emphasis on dysfunctional.
“Aw, I wouldn’t call it so much as moving in. I’m kind of new to this whole thing, and I haven’t seen any of you in ages!”
Etho sighed. “Ok,” was all he said, but it was more than enough for Scar.
The large, gray cat bounded beside the strange fox with joy welling up in his chest. Scar didn’t have to be alone anymore. All that was left to do was to find Grian, and then all his problems would be sorted. Scar told this to himself the whole way there, until he knew in his heart that it was true.
he's gonna mansplain manhandle manwhore his way through the season while absolutely slaying it (both figuratively and literally)
AM I CRAZY OR DOES THIS STRAIGHT UP LOOK LIKE SCAR'S LIMITED LIFE OUTFIT
Team C (l) ockers!
I see a really sad future where Bdubs and or Scar avenge Cleo after a tragic death or, Cleo or goes mad after both of her kids run out of time...
anyway! I can't wait to see the super angsty fanart that people make no matter what.
A far calmer version of afk Grian on a llama hanging from BBBB
[click for better quality] also no this is not geographically accurate, but it is funny. Also I am highly tempted to do a animated version!