#I love them your HONOR

[tellmewhythishastoend]

this fic will live on FOREVER.

Crimson Rivers cover and internal art for the first 25 chapters! ❤️ the full back and front cover is on my Twitter.

Wanted to clarify just in case! This is not made to be sold. This was purely a personal project for fun! Fic belongs to bizarrestars.

[ladykatibeth]

While the ultimate goal seems to be world domination it’s now canon that both Stone and Robotnik, when not at the behest of the United States Government, are incapable of not getting sidetracked and picking up random side careers.

They randomly remember the ultimate goal and put their all in when they discover tools of ultimate power, but as soon as they fail immediately go back to trying out different jobs like a retired couple trying out a pottery class or book club.

[veevil]

How does Siren Erik wear a wedding ring if he has webbed fingers? The options I see are:

Tattoo, ring is pierced through the webs, or ring is kept on a chain on his neck.

(Love your art as always!)

he would wear it as a necklace💍 no piercing his delicate little fingies

[nataliescatorccioapologist]

Taivan writing on each other🥺

[topgunruinedme]

Tell me they’re not husbands.

GOOSE & SLIDER TOP GUN (1986)

[queenofthedork]

Can't trust these clowns with anything

[sly-s-n0nfusion]

Literally their dynamic (original template by @/nasykuching on twitter)

[skelly-the-clown]

in another universe where they can live as the most rambunctious young adults together... ;(

[ad1isajellyf1sh]

"But 'just friends' don't look at each other like that." A quote I found on Pinterest..(づ￣ ³￣)づ

a short fluff snufmin fic!

genre: light fluff, possibly mutual pining, fluff, idiots in love but are dumb

warnings: none

author's note: first post... sweats.. cookie moomin divider by @fishgills

Giddy is a feeling that Moomintroll was very familiar with. It's a bright summer day, and the refreshing breeze is a nice change to the unrelenting heat of Moominvalley's sun. Resting in a field of summer daisies and peonies swaying in the summer breeze, the shining sun radiates down onto Moomin's white fur. Lying back on the soft grass, he stretches with spread arms. A tranquil peace surrounds Moomin, that and the sound of a familiar tune. A harmonica plays a soft tune, one that Moomin came to both love and admire. Repetitive perhaps, but its relaxing tune is all Moomin needs to truly feel at home. As the harmonica's song comes to a slow end, Moomin is first to jump up from his laid-back position.

It was just a few moments ago when Snufkin had once again wandered off to a remote location to explore. it was then did Moomin had to find and catch his traveling companion so he could invite Snufkin on an adventure in Moominvalley! But, it seems that Moomin had fallen into a deep trace to Snufkin's harmonica. Maybe something a little more, but who knows?

"This is where you have been, Snufkin?" Moomin asks, looking out to the rows of summer flowers that seem to bathe Moominvalley in a sea of vibrant colors.

"Of course, I couldn't resist the urge to explore further ahead. Mr. Hemulen told me about this place, isn't it beautiful?" Snufkin sets down his harmonica only to push off the large rock he had been resting on. Gazing out into the fields, Moomin turns his head to Snufkin's, a smile plays on Snufkin's face as he looks out into the colorful flowers to lush plants. Moomin continues to gaze up at Snufkin, and an unfamiliar feeling settles in Moomin's stomach. A faint breeze rustles through Snufkin's brown hair, his signature green hat wavering ever so slightly. Snufkin places a hand on his hat, keeping it from flying away. Moomin's face turns the slightest bit of pink, and a bubbly feeling tickles Moomin's throat.

"It is beautiful," Moomin mutters under his breath. Blue eyes soften at the Snufkin's content expression. Adornment in the troll's eyes as he smiles faintly.

"What was that Moomin?" Snufkin's curious voice snaps Moomin from his daze. Snufkin turns his head to face Moomin only to see him face anyway quickly. Moomin snaps his head back right back towards the field, a light redness betraying his pale fur. A quickened heart rate makes Moomin a bit too flustered.

"Nothing! Ow." Moomin starts, rubbing the sore spot. Unbeknownst to the troll, a great blush covers his cheeks! Embarrassed at nearly being caught gawking at Snufkin, Moomin grabs Snufkin's hands in a rush, tugging his dear companion to the distant forest line up ahead. Flowers brushing against their legs, tickling their sides.

"Come on, we have an adventure to go to!" Moomin blurts out, his stomach filled with flowers and butterflies. Snufkin's brown eyes widen as Moomin takes his hand. A fleeting pinkness arrives on Snufkin's cheeks, a warm feeling in his chest. Snufkin keeps a good grip on his hat as Moomin leads them into another adventure. The flustered look on Moomin's face catches Snufkin off guard, and yet a smile creeps onto Snufkin's face. Laughing quietly, Snufkin shakes his head before falling into a rhythm beside Moomin. Slyly, Snufkin intertwines their fingers. Moomin feels his heart skip a beat, buzzing in his ears.

"Okay, Moomin." Snufkin chuckles affectionately.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed!! This is my first post.. i hope to upload more soon (^▽^)👍

word count: 581

[supurman]

silly doodle ft @wrathbit of clark presenting peter to the league like a bug he just caught

[losver07]

sirius: can you believe it? if he'd said pisces looked good i would've understood, it's his zodiac sign, after all; but no, of course not!

sirius: he could've said the canis major was beautiful, or even orion — he had so many options, and yet he chose to HURT me

james: tell me again what happened?

remus: i said i liked cassiopeia

james: oh um okay?

sirius: CASSIOPEIA, JAMES! he might've as well said he liked leo and go marry my brother!

james: don't you dare marry regulus!

remus: GUYS ITS ASTRONOMY, NOT THE FUCKING HOROSCOPE. I LIKE STARS, OKAY?

sirius: you don't seem to like the right ones though

[vanpalmerenthusiast]

need need need pre-crash/no-crash parkinglot headcanons i’m recently so getting into them

omg headcanons about us yes ofc

i feel like you can view some of these as platonic or romantic or secret third thing, so however you want to interpret be my guest <3 wasn’t really sure which version to write for so it’s mostly romantic vibe stuff

okay so we’ve all seen the “lottie was lonely, not alone” thing by now (which is a fucking amazing little analysis by @before-it-felt-like-a-sin, love it so much) and that’s something i think van tends to notice about lottie pre-crash. she understands that lottie is different than the others, because van is different too. she senses that loneliness in lottie and that forms a kind of unspoken kinship between the two, maybe even before they officially become friends. they’re connected on a level neither of them really quite understand.

bouncing off of that, van has a bit of a deeper connection to lottie in that she looks up to her terminally. she would follow her anywhere, even off a cliff if lottie said it was the right thing to do. we see this in the wilderness, but no-crash/pre-crash it’s more of just an intense loyalty than a girlfailure cult leader and her lesbiacolyte

parkinglot are like, crazy confused about each other. van knows she’s gay (lottie maybe not so much), but even then it’s like “how the fuck do i feel about this weird ass girl actually”

the gray area is SUFFOCATING

both too nervous to make an official first move so i feel like their relationship ends up stemming from a simple innocent everyday comment to them like fully going at it

lottie braids van’s hair

she does

parkinglot at the end of the day is about unconditional, devotional love. they see each others imperfections down to their core, and they just do not give a fuck because they love each other so much.

van is not the smooth one in this relationship i do indeed fear

like she has her moments but i feel like lottie catches her off-guard and gets her flustered with a random comment and lottie’s just left wondering like why did she just get so red and run away

these silly lesbians

little spoon van big spoon lottie WHO SAID THAT!!

van is ALWAYS trying to get lottie into her favorite movies and i feel like medicated lottie would be a movie fiend too so it’s not that difficult of a process

parkinglot movie nights are a staple

“it’s fine, i’ll just eat it” van and “excuse me, she asked for no pickles” lottie

this is how you do butchfemme guys, parkinglot is how you do butchfemme

i can see them connecting on their family issues at like a big slumber party while everyone else is asleep because they’re both night owls

lottie talking about her parents not wanting to deal with her, van talking about her mom not wanting to deal with anything. this conversation definitely ends with them sound asleep beside each other and sleeping in hours after everybody else.

them being the only people they can each open up to, fully.

GOD I LOVE THEM

tried thinking about them in the adult years but it got too freaky and i could not for the life of me separate them from the narrative so just put this in highschool/college no crash au

part of that was just me rambling and the rest is just the most random little things popping into my head, hope it suffices x

also, i just noticed that my list of uni headcanons you sent an ask for a while ago has just been sitting fully completed in my drafts… not sure why that happened but i will be posting it the minute after i post this!! THANK U FOR THE ASK ILY KAT 💋💋

[yesterday-meets-tomorrow]

I love them, your honor

[helluvadyke]

they're goofin

[toramirr]

…Andrew and Neil moved like they were caught in each other’s gravity, in each other’s space more than they were out of it, cigarette smoke and matching armbands and lingering looks when one fell out of orbit for too long…