#( so much love to youuuuu )

[nomsterrz]

moon today:

[ikram1909]

Gavi is so kind telling people what the score is in case they didn't see it 🥺🥺🥺

[crystallizsch]

yoinked from this tweet for the whole new years 2025 gang

okay so why does every single outfit (exaggerating) in jamil’s wardrobe have a hood.

[everybodyshusband]

ooooo husband requests back on??? count me in!!! if you'd find it in yourself, I'd love to see some sappy swissalps in your style, whatever comes to mind!!! and take your time :3

fuck yeah, husband requests back on !!!! sappy, morning routine swissalps coming right up <3

(divder by @wrathofrats)

Swiss stretches and groans as he wakes, rubbing his eyes to rid them of sleep and popping his back as well as he can against the soft mattress. A muffled whine at his side prompts the multi ghoul to turn his head to the right and he feels his expression melt into something that can only be described as unrestrained adoration at the sight of the sleepy earth ghoul lying next to him.

Swiss shifts himself over a little closer, melting against the warmth of Mountain's body heat and murmuring a soft "Mornin' sapling" against his shoulder, making sure to kiss the freckled skin afterwards for good measure.

The earth ghoul's only response is to whine tiredly and roll over to face the other direction, pulling the covers up to his ears and burrowing his face even deeper into his pillow. Swiss can't blame him for not wanting to wake up just yet, the two of them were up late last night, and as much as Swiss longs to stay in bed with his love for a while longer, the few sparks of fire element that run through his veins are calling out to him this morning, flickering to life alongside the dawn of this new day and urging him to get up, get moving.

He groans again as he hauls himself out of bed—softer this time, lest he wake his tired mate again—and pads over to the ensuite bathroom of their shared room. The multi ghoul splashes his face with water to help wake himself up, swishes a mouthful or two of water around in his mouth and gives his appearance a once-over in the mirror for good measure. Once satisfied with the general tousled-ness of his hair and his singlet top and boxers are deemed appropriate enough for this early hour (when any of the pack who do happen to be up and about will barely be awake enough to register his state of undress), Swiss makes his way out of the bathroom and into the ghouls' kitchen. He pauses only for a moment on his way out of the room, taking the time to smile down at his mate and press a gentle kiss to the earth ghoul's head—the only part of his body that's visible underneath all of his blankets.

As it usually is at this hour, the kitchen and the rest of the common areas lie empty, the rest of the pack choosing to stay curled up around each other for a while longer while Swiss sets about organising everything for breakfast. On a typical day, breakfast is a team effort between himself and Mountain and the system works a treat. While the earth ghoul gets his extra hour or so of sleep, Swiss connects his phone to the speaker resting on the bench and loses himself in the music as he busies himself with mixing up batter for pancakes, cutting up fruit for toppings and setting the table out with bread, condiments and all manner of cereals. He loves his pack and he's always been adamant that they all deserve options for their breakfast. Of course, the most important task, at least in Swiss' eyes, is setting the caffettiera onto the stove to get the morning's coffee brewing for all those who drink it.

Predictably, the smell of brewing coffee is enough to rouse both Mountain and Dewdrop from their respective slumbers. Dew is the first to appear and Swiss doesn't hesitate to pour out the fire ghoul's morning coffee and leaving it on the bench for him as the multi ghoul continues to cut up the pile of fruit in front of him. Dewdrop takes the cup and wordlessly nods his thanks before disappearing into the common room, no doubt curling himself under a blanket and settling down to enjoy the coffee, paired with his latest loan from the Abbey's library.

As predicted, Mountain appears next, just as Swiss is humming along to the song playing from the speaker and wiggling his body in time with the music. As he makes his way through the fruit, he feels the earth ghoul's strong arms wrap around his waist and a head rest against his shoulder.

"You look like you're having fun," Mountain muses, turning his head to press a kiss to Swiss' bare shoulder, a mirror of what the multi ghoul had done to him barely an hour before.

"Always," Swiss grins. "Coffee?"

"Please."

It takes Swiss less than a minute to make the earth ghoul's coffee. After all these years making everyone's drinks, he's gotten surprisingly quick, he's pretty sure Dew and Cumulus have a spreadsheet detailing his progress in the speed of his coffee making. He slides Mountain his drink and leans in to sneak a quick kiss before the earth ghoul takes a sip. Mountain deepens the kiss but it remains chaste, a lazy thing that has warmth spreading from the place they're connected all the way to the tips of his fingers.

"I didn't get a kiss with my coffee," Dew jokes, smirking as both ghouls spring apart in surprise from his sudden interjection as he enters the kitchen to rinse his mug out and deposit it next to the sink.

"Shut up, Dew," Swiss complains good-naturedly, shoving at the fire ghoul as he walks back past him and Mountain, still smirking even as he rounds the corner into the common room again.

"Don't listen to him," Mountain reassures. "I think we're cute." He leans forward slowly to capture Swiss in yet another soft, all-consuming kiss, his coffee and the multi ghoul's fruit entirely forgotten.

But just before their lips can touch, they're interrupted once again by none other than Dewdrop himself, although this time, he's shouting from his spot on the sofa rather than accosting them directly. "For Satan's sake, stop flirting in there, some of us are fucking starving!"

The two ghouls stare at each other for a second or two before bursting into laughter. Swiss shakes his head at his packmate's antics and moves away from Mountain to let the earth ghoul begin cooking the pancakes as he arranges the cold food to be set out on the table. As Swiss pulls away, Mountain's tail wraps around his own, squeezing lightly a few times, a declaration of his love for the multi ghoul that even Dewdrop can't interrupt.

[vellichorom]

a widdle something for my beloved @infectedpaul 💕 // FEATURING THEIR DESIGNS & @whoovesnassistant's FUNNY HORSIES!

just enjoying a little r&r before exploding a multiverse probably...

[rubberhosededede]

Hiiiii Robo-Ky Nation

(send me any animated sprites not on here I want them ALLLL)

[jackmanifold-daily]

SIKE HERES AN ART POST HAPPY 3RD BIRTHDAY C!JACKKKK

[itadoreyu]

a smile brighter than the sun 🥺

[sn4ggle2th]

ENTIRELY forgot about the Zeta i made based on the robots from Stray

[teddybeartoji]

anyway i am kissing you all very sweetly thank you for being my friends:3333333

[voidcat-senket]

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY JEDI SURVIVOR!

Please enjoy a collection of Cal Kestis/Bode Akuna fanworks to celebrate! Find the AO3 collection here!

tear down the planet for the hype

FIC AND ART | 4.8k | Teen and Up

“only my friends can call me by it. well, and my masters.” kestis shrugged before stepping back to sit on a stool that seemed randomly in the middle of the room. “but, we are engaged, it would be pretty weird if you were calling me by kestis.” “if it helps, my name is bode,” the jedi shadow said as he stepped forward, holding his hand out for kestis to take if he so inclined. “calling me knight akuna would be too formal for a marriage, whether or not it’s political, and—well who knows, maybe we can become friends?” [jedi shadow bode is given a mission that will end the war—marry sith prince darth kestis. that is, if he survives the first meeting.]

Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Order 66 Didn't Happen, Arranged Marriage, Jedi Shadow Bode Akuna, Sith Cal Kestis, First Meetings, Marriage Contracts, Negotiations, Bode Akuna is a Mess, Fluff and Humor, Pre-Relationship, Stewjoni Cal Kestis

FIND THE FULL ART PIECE HERE

Paper and Stone

ART AND FIC | 7.4k | Teen and Up | includes Bode/Tayala

Cal goes to Nova Garon to confront Bode, but he finds the man's quarters full of echoes that show him a side of Bode Cal never thought he'd see.

Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Psychometry | Force Echo (Star Wars), Cal goes to Nova Garon but finds more than he expects, echoes upon echoes upon echoes, SpyScrapper, if you wanted more of Bode and Tayala's relationship here you go

FIND THE FULL ART PIECE HERE (and a secret bonus here~)

love is death, love is dying; love is steel, a silver lining

FIC | .5k | Teen and Up

Cal is wary of the blaster Bode has given him. Bode teaches him some basic gun safety.

Tags: Guns, Canon Compliant, Sort Of, Maybe - Freeform, You Decide, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Missing Scene, Implied Relationships, Angst

Second Date! An Ode to Visual Novels

VIDEO | 1hr | Teen and Up

Tags: visual novel, time travel fix-it, time loop, simulated dating sim, Bode POV

fire still burns in a vacuum

FIC | 1.6k | Teen and Up

It's been a year and Cal returns to the observatory for the first time. He hadn't expected someone else to do the same.

Tags: Grief/Mourning, Character Study, Relationship Study, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Author Welcomes All Interpretations, This Is a Study On Cal's Grief With a Twist at the End, Post-Canon, Canon-Typical Dark Themes

FIND THE FULL ART PIECE HERE

Roots in Place of my Heart

8.8k | Mature | includes Bode/Tayala

When Bode saw the date, he had to swallow down a mix of blood and bile. There’s something growing in Bode’s chest, filling out the space that was left vacated when Tayala died and took his heart with her. They say the only cure to grief is life. Or death.

Tags: Hanahaki Disease with my own twist on it, Angst with a Happy Ending, Heavy Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Blood, Body Horror, Love Confessions, Pretending you’re fine even though you’re very much not, Grief/Mourning

Lights Glow in your Wake

FIC | 5.4k | Teen and Up

Cal gives Bode a gift for their anniversary. The trouble is- their anniversary isn't for another three weeks, Bode is sure of it.

Tags: Post-Canon Fix-It, Post-Canon, Domestic Fluff, Anniversary, Established Relationship, Planet Tanalorr, POV Bode Akuna, POV Third Person Limited, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Jedi Culture & Customs

Blue Skies Over Bad Lands

FIC | 18.6k | Mature

Bode looks up and Cal’s gaze snags his immediately, drawing him in. The rebel Jedi is a remarkable combination of wariness and vulnerability, like no matter how hard Cal tries to steel himself against the pain, his grief and longing and love are too strong, too pure to be contained. They shine through the cracks like a ray of blazing light. (Or: Bode and Cal fall in love. It complicates things.)

Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Fix-It, Mild Sexual Content, Dubious Consent Due To Identity Issues, Pining, Confessions, Secret Identity Fail, Canon Rewriteish, Cal Kestis is a Force of Nature and Bode couldn't get off this ride even if he wanted to, They're In Love Your Honor

I Don't Wanna Say No to This

FIC | 4.1k | Teen and Up

Bode is not actually looking for Cal Kestis when he trips over him on his way out of the bar. He’s looking for work, actually— he needs to fix up the ancient freighter he’d wound up buying for Kata and himself, that first awful week after finding Tanalorr and feeling it clutching at him in the Force, the planet a near-sentient thing, clawing, greedy… He shakes off the sensation, hopes it’s only a memory, and looks down at Kestis. He’s unconscious, his face a single bruise, and there are four beings surrounding them. None of them look like anyone he’d leave alone in an alley with anyone, even someone who most likely wants him very dead.

Tags: Bittersweet, Angst, Miscommunication, Reunions, Forgiveness, Rescue, Implied/Referenced Slavery, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Bode was not ready to face his past, Cal's not emotionally capable of facing his past, Together they make like one entire functioning person, Past Relationship(s), Established Relationship

FIND THE FULL ART PIECE HERE

a soft place to land

FIC | 3.8k | Mature

A hot day on Koboh leads to a shared shower and a realization - sometimes it's nice to be taken care of.

Tags: Smitten Bode Akuna, Bode Akuna Lives, Hair Washing, Making Out, i still don't know how to tag these things, Fluff and Mush, Near-Human Cal Kestis, Again, sharp teeth sharp teeth sharp teeth, Body Worship, Smitten Cal Kestis, Soft Cal Kestis, POV Bode Akuna, soft intimacy, Light Angst, showering together, Not Canon Compliant, Post-game, We call this "fluid dynamics" with the way Cal and Bode keep switching

[valtsv]

I want to make this look really good, so it'll be a while before it's done, but here's the sketch I did of chimera Annie

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

I present to you: a tiny moth and his even tinier emotional support human

And also a tiny spring moth (he placed/pinned/braided flowers in your hair and in turn you decorated his floof with flowers because his hair was too short :P)

"excuse me, that's my emotional support human" -Foul Legacy at some point or another

OHHHH I LOVE THE IDEA OF DECORATING HIS FLUFF WITH FLOWERS,,, imagine it's the early summer and you get to pepper his fur with both flowers and fireflies that like nestling in the soft strands, glowing like little stars

he tries his best to delicately tuck a flower behind your ear too- please teach him how to make flower crowns, he'd love that!!

[elilelibeli]

+18, nsfw, mdi | explicit Marylily :) | 🤭🤭🤭

“Oh where’s Marlene?” said Mary as soon as she came into the living room and saw Lily reading on the couch, alone.

“With Dorcas” replied Lily, looking up from her book. “You are back early.. how was it?”

“Fine.”

“Fine? It was fine? Mary please…” Lily rolled her eyes and with the teasing tone she continued, “He was ugly wasn’t he? oh my god was he bald? Was your blind date Danny DeVito?”

Mary wanted to be annoyed at Lily, because the redhead was doing everything possible to be an annoying asshole, but Mary couldn’t be annoyed, she couldn’t, when she was praying to her knees not to buckle, because quite frankly Lily with that teasing smirk was hot.

“Oh I wish he would have been Danny DeVito, at least he would have been funnier” mumbled Mary, sitting on the other end of the couch.

“Oh so that bad huh?”

“Well.. he was nice, polite..?” Mary continued with a questioning tone

“Are you asking or are you telling cause if you are asking I don’t think I know the answer, you were the one on a date after all” Lily was on a roll of running her mouth apparently, but god that mouth looked so good doing anything. “You couldn’t have stayed there for more than an hour tho? What was so terrible about him? Patchy beard? Weird Mole? Fake accent?”

Mary considered making an excuse, saying something that would be believable but a lie. But Lily looked so beautiful, so so kissable.. and she looked exactly how Mary imagined her surrounded by fluffy cushions and blankets, comfortable and pretty. And when Mary was in that stuffy restaurant only thing she wanted to be was next to Lily on that couch. So she looked straight at the redheads teasing eyes and whispered. “He wasn’t you.”

The end of that confession and Lily’s lips on Mary’s were simultaneous.

Lily kissed like a woman hungry, woman determined, woman taking. Mary was immediately engulfed. Her head thrown back on the back side of the couch pulling Lily onto her lap.

Lily’s lips traveled downwards like they were on a mission. Mission to cover every inch of Mary’s body. First the jaw, then the sweet spot on her neck, collarbone, breasts, where the damned lacy bra allowed the skin to be free, stomach under messily shoved up blouse.

Every inch of her skin covered, accompanied by the sweet, sweet sounds of Mary. Until Lily’s head was buried under her skirt.

I mean she did help her choose that one before the date, “looks good with the blouse, goes with the new shoes” Lily had said, she however didn’t say how much she wanted to well to put it simply fuck Mary in it.

Lily was getting what she wished for and she was not wasting the opportunity. She kissed Mary right above her lacy panties, sucked on her inner tights, traced the sweet spot with her fingers. And when Mary’s voice grew higher and her squirming more well squirm-ish she finally buried her tongue. When Lily thought licking and sucking were not enough she added her fingers, looking up at Mary’s eyes rolling back. Mary was coming undone on the couch in the living room, the neighbors probably heard Lily enjoying her sweet treat. It was insane, probably would traumatize Marlene if she came back home seeing kneeling Lily and moaning mess of Mary. But well, what could Lily do, Mary needed to be reminded of some particular things and she was determined to be the cue.

As she felt Mary’s breathing shorten and her body start to shake, Lily quickly pulled out her fingers and stood up on her legs.

Even if Mary needed to be reminded of things, and even if Lily was taught to always finish her dinner, she also needed to get the message across. “You will get the rest when you stop going on dates.”

Lily could hear Mary’s tiny scoff as she tried to even out her breathing.

—————————————————————————

Mary needed more than couple of seconds to calm down and get her mind back. Being taken at the edge of the cliff but never getting the push to go over and fall was one of the pettiest things Lily had done. But I guess Mary deserved that, she deserved every bit of an attitude from Lily but she also deserved to get what she was dreaming the whole evening.

Mary walked to Lily’s door and watched her loosely braid her fiery hair with the same delicate fingers that had made Mary scream just moments ago. She twisted the strands of hair around each other swiftly and it looked beautiful, it was a shame they would get ruined very, very quickly under Mary’s fist.

Mary walked into Lily’s room like a panther, gracefully, laced with danger. Lily looked at her with a stoic expression like absolutely nothing had happened minutes ago. Though that expression was darkened quickly when Mary straddled her lap and started kissing her neck.

“I will.. stop.. the dates..” was breathed out after every kiss. “You can have all of me Lily”

“All mine?” was questioned by the head thrown back.

“All Yours” was echoed as Mary was suddenly being thrown on Lily’s bed.

[kentuckycaverats]

portraits by @rosenkranz-does-things

two of the anarch stcs from my nola by night chronicle: bellamy hollis (gator gangrel) and chess giovanni (hecata).

bellamy hosts a radio show designed to run interference for kindred and kinfolk who find themselves on the SI's radar. chess is a freelance necromancer who specializes in predicting people's deaths for them. these two are best friends, roommates, and unlife-long instigators.

[fakeusernamelol]

The kids POV of bad ending au goes insanely hard actually--

As far back as they can remember they've had their Ma and their Father, and they learned pretty early that they go to Ma when they wet the bed or break a plate because Ma never made it seem like a big deal, would crack a joke or two and help clean up the mess and at the end of it Ma would always say 'now, we just keep it from your Father.' even though they never really found out why.

Then they got older, and started noticing that sometimes Ma walked weird or got bruises on her face and she would tell them she tripped and fell - but don't go into their Father's study (even though it was eating up more and more of the house) because he's upset and he needs his alone time.

They got older and Mariana figured out that her Father hit her Ma and her Ma didn't hit back even though that's what Ma said her and Shermie should always do when she taught them how to throw a punch. Shermie didn't believe her, but Shermie wanted to be just like Father when she grew up, down to the short hair and the broad shoulders.

Their Father was always a little silly and fun when it was just him - he acted different around Ma, but the twins were starting to think he didn't really like her. He was never scary before, if his tone shifted and his back straightened until he loomed over them and the shine on his glasses hid his eyes, Ma would always swoop in, tell them they were going on a car ride and keep driving in circles until the sun set which has been happening more and more often but the twins liked the radio so it was okay.

But then their Ma slammed their door loud enough to wake the both of them, dragged their dresser in front of the door and held it there when the banging started. "Come on, [ ], you can't keep a man from seeing his own children!" Their father yelled through the door, but their Ma didn't react, just gestured for the twins to stay quiet while she sat on top of the dresser to give it more weight. Her sleep shirt was ripped, they didn't know why. Their father's voice got more and more demanding until he was calling their Ma a bitch and saying he was going to stab the twins with forks while their Ma watched but their Ma kept them barricaded and told them that it wasn't their father, that it was a demon, not their dad, but they didn't believe it because Ma was a liar with bruises all over her that she said were from falling and listening to their Father talk about how much he hated them for hours was horrific.

Then it stopped, and the twins clung to their Ma even if they were 12 and probably too old for it, and they barely slept that night but in the morning their Ma promised them the demon was gone and their father wouldn't hurt a fly.

But then when they saw him again, and Ma asked if he was alright, their father punched her, confirming what they were just figuring out, confirming that Ma lied and their father was scary and that wasn't a demon at their door it was just him. But then their Ma saw them staring and she fought back, both their yelling echoing through the house while the twins were frozen in place. Then an earthquake hit, and a few minutes later their Ma came back up holding her shoulder with a split lip and said they were going on another drive. Ma got them ice cream and said something came up with their father's work so he would be gone for a while. They couldn't find it in them to miss him, remembering the cruel things he said he would do to them if he got his hands on them the night before.

Of course, when Ford comes back, he doesn't get the most welcome reunion.

I'm sorry you're au is making me eat lightbulbs

The feeling of waking up and seeing an ask this big about this fucking au im now obsessed with makes me genuinely smile, to you anon, thank you for making my morning hella better 🫂💓💓💖💖 please don't eat lightbulbs if you die who am I going to tell my perversions to? 🥺🥺

NOW TO THE THEME (YOU KNOW THE TW: Transphobia, misogyny, abuse, hella implied noncon and bad parenting because Ford's sucks here 🙃)

Ford hated to be compared to his Pa but without noticing he had made the cycle to repeat. Their kids were scared of him and saw him more as a figure of authority and discipline than a parent who they can trust, unlike their Ma, with whom they could feel safe and trust her to confess if they did something naughty without fear of receiving a punishment.

Ford lied to himself saying that he wasn't like his father, he wasn't a bad dad, nor even a bad husband! When [ ] was near he just ignored her unless she said something useful, he only touched her when she deserved it and it wasn't his fault that she seemed to constantly find out for that!

«You know the rules [], Don't keep secrets with the kids anymore, fine? »

« Look at you [], what did you do to yourself? You used to be so beautiful... Now you're fat and messy.»

« You're lucky you had me Darling, No men would love you like this anymore, you would be nothing without me..»

Unlike his father, all punishment to stanley would be done in their room taking care the kids wouldn't notice, (unlike them in their childhood..) he wouldn't put a finger in Stanley if the kids were near and stanley had to put that music box in their room before going to their bedroom to make sure the kids wouldn't hear any cry or moan he could do that night. That makes him way better father that his pa was!

Stanley learned well from his Ma how to lie and he was thankful for that. That sometimes remind him of when his ma told the same lies he said now and feels bad for how he didn't notice it at the time but it was for his sake just like it is for their kids now. That was the life Stanley has found to himself but now the only thing that matters to him is to make sure their kids would never ever go through it. He will teach them how to be strong, how to defend themselves, if someone even dares to put a finger on them « just give them a good left hook to let them know who rules here! » No one, not even Stanford would hurt his kids, that was the only dream he would make sure to become true.

Car rides didn't also help him to make sure the kids wouldn't see the worst of his father but also to let him think for a while, ford rarely let stanley go out the shack more than to go bought things for dinner and the air, even if it was really cold and kinda creepy helped him to relax a bit for what he know what's coming when they're home again. Even sometimes... He thinks about taking the next lane and fleeing that town with them but fuck, he's an idiot who didn't even finish high school because he got pregnant, what kind of life could he give to their kids by himself? He was useless by himself, he needed his other part to work, as much as he hated, he needed ford.

Or maybe... he don't?

Ford was gone now, he doesn't know where he is or if he's even alive in some distant galaxy but he needed to take charge now. He misses him, sure, but he was feeling a calm that he hadn't felt since when they lived with Fiddleford back in college.

No more punches, no more rules, no more hurt, no more asking your father for permission, no more hearing that stupid name he always hated, for once in his life he was Stanley, and he was feeling good about that. Stanley didn't wanted his kids to see how their parents fight but he at least needed to make sure they know that if someone punches them they should fight back (that fear on Ford's eyes was..kinda relieving for him.) and when times passes he remembers that moment prouder than regretful, he deserved it.

I find it kinda funny that unlike the good ending au (or lets call it better the original because it's also kinda shitty for all like to be called a good ending lol) the emotions are well different here

In the original au i think the reunion would be way more emotional, sure the last moment they share was a fight but ford in his time between dimensions couldn't help thinking of his brother and their kids, he was guilty of all the time he waste and also sure was annoyed that stanley opened the portal again but just right after that punch he would give him a big sorry kiss for letting him get kicked out and lost the children he was supposed to take care of (he didn't know that their grandkids where watching lol)

That's cute, but in this bad ending oh fuck stan was ANNOYED, he wanted his brother back, but because he has been all this years starving to give him a big punch in the face for all the things he did to him. He wasn't scared anymore, he wasn't [] anymore, he was Stanley (or well, stanford lol) Pines and the real Stanford could never quit that of him ever again.

Ironically i think Stanford going through so much dimensions would make him open his mind and notice that the desires his sister had weren't that crazy like he thought, but that doesn't matter now because he already fucked up and stanley wouldn't forgive him this easy anymore.

Any chances ford had to not died being remembered like a piece of shit was left with their grandchilds, and if we take the dipper trans hc and put it here, he must be having a lot of struggling lol, but he must be sure how to manage it if he didn't want stan to beat his ass again 🤭🤭