#Irish Lads

[justtrashperson]

Been redrawing my old Irish lads fanarts just to see how far I’ve come lol

They’ve been in the brain for 4 years now,,,,damn

+ old versions below

[maigetheplatypus57]

THEY'RE BACK?!???!?

[strifesolution]

here’s a creaking!kevin and warden!rt. theyre definitely off to kill people.

[thecattening]

Spooky lads for some spooky times!!

(pssst if i have the energy i'll try to do the other three before halloween ;3)

[tiniestcatten]

Drawings for an Irish lads!plush AU!!

There isn't a lot to it yet, but I think it's a really cute idea. The basic premise is something along the lines of the lads helping their kid out with making new friends! (Following toy story rules of only being able to move around when people are sleeping/not looking) Which in turn is kind of a miitopia elementary school AU but that's for another time...

From left to right, top to bottom we have:

Dan: An old fleece stuffed animal cat made by the kid's grandma. Dan's their oldest plush and the one they especially insist on having little accessories made for

Brian: A teddy bear from the kid's older brother. The dog however tore apart the face and arm, so Brian had to be sewn back together with new fabric, and on pretty short notice which is why it doesn't quite match

Seán: A webkinz parrot that the kid begged for. Seán actually has a very rich social life online and is practically a celebrity (At least as far as the kid is concerned) :3

Daithi: An alien gamer plush the kid won at a claw machine in the mall. Treasures Daithi to death because this is the first and only time they've ever won at a claw game

Kevin: A slightly singed plush that was rescued from the great outside. The kid has no idea how it got singed, but thinks it gives Kevin more personality

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But yeah! Thanks to MJ on discord for brainstorming with me on this. And who knows, maybe I'll talk a about them a little bit more because they are sooooo silly to me right now

[mawzri]

drift…. prince

[purgatorygnome]

Irish lads au?!!!!? What is this 2020?????/j

casual bit of concept art for the au me and @tiniestcatten are making!!!

[vampyriix]

spooky!lads rt i would die for you (ref image under the cut)

[yournamekevi]

made the communities. they all have place holder icons or headers or both. their invites should be set to anyone can join.

3 things about how communities currently work if you're not aware already:

You can not join or use any of the functions in communities with your side blog. It only works with main blogs at the moment

While you can reblog a post into a community you can't reblog a post out. Posts made or reblogged inside a community stay there.

They're basically sub reddits... or an amino(?) if you were that kid.

[irished-lads]

irish lads mario party on the western map . Needless to say my crops are thriving my face is clear im hydrated and well nourished

[leaawrites]

Poetry Confessions

Elijah Hewson x fem!reader

Summary: writing poetry with Eli.

Wordcount: 0.9k

TW: none

A little appreciation post and a (late) happy birthday to one of my favourite irish lads, Elijah Bob Patricius Guggi Q Hewson.

Masterlist

Softly the rain outside played a melody she wanted to capture but just didn’t know how. It was such a sweet, soft sound that couldn’t be described in words. It was a echo but nothing more. Some sensual beating of natures heart. How could you capture a heartbeat?

The door creaked open and was shut close shortly after. Eli carrying in two mugs for the two of them. Both filled with the tea of their preference. The smoke of it was dancing through the air before dissolving into nothing. Cooling off.

He put them on his table before turning around to talk to the girl, who was sitting on his bed, about the song they were just about to write.

He invited her over to his after reading a bit of her poetry by what you could call rather an accident than for the reason of her offering it to him. Rob had given it to him, explaining that it was from a friend and that he should hold the papers for him while he set up his bass. The words memorized him and he could imagine a rhythm behind it. It was as if they were his own, but at the same time they weren’t. They told a story he saw himself in but he wasn’t the main character. They felt like one. Sharing a mind.

After talking to Rob about it and inviting her to a band practice before going to his home, she agreed to work with them. At first, she was mad at Rob for just handing the papers out like they were free advertisement and embarrassed that someone else besides her closest friends read her most conscious thoughts, but the lads were nice and she quickly bonded with them, which made her appreciate it a little more. Plus, she was now actively working together with people that she was convinced had a great future in front of them. For most people, you could tell if they were gonna be stars in their future at the mere age of 17, but with them, you just knew.

“What are you thinking about?” Eli asked, sitting down next to her. His eyes switched between her profile and the world outside his window. He watched the rain but to him it was a rather ordinary thing to admire.

“It’s beautiful. The rain, I mean. It’s so loud but so gentle,” she explained, turning her head to look at him. “I’ve tried writing about it, but I never really got to capture it’s beauty quite like I hoped to. It always seemed off.”

He had never heard anyone talk about nature like that - besides Bobby’s endless speeches about birds. But that - the rain and it’s magic - he understood it - not like the birds. He just sat there and watched her like he couldn’t comprehend she was real. What a mind, he thought.

“I think you can’t capture the most beautiful things in something like words or pictures. Reality is always more fascinating,” he answered, watching her to make her understand what he was referring to. Her.

“I don’t think that’s true,” she argued, pulling her legs up to sit cross legged opposite him.

Eli did the same, turning so he could look at her fully. “Then how do you explain your struggle with writing about rain?”

She shrugged. “Maybe I’m just bad.”

“When you’re bad then I’m horrible. No, even worse than horrible. A total disaster,” he joked, making her laugh. “You wanna test it?”

“How?” She asked, intrigued by his offer.

“We each write one poem about something that we find semi beautiful and one thing that we are fascinated by. Then we see which one is better,” he explained his idea.

“That’s not gonna work,” she said.

“You don’t even wanna try? Party popper,” he said, looking bored at her.

She laughed at his behavior before finally agreeing to his offer. “Which one do we write first?”

“The semi beautiful,” he decided.

Getting paper and two pens, he hands her what she needs before they both think and create.

“I say, we write the other one now and then we compare them together,” she said after they both finished writing their first poem.

They kept on writing, letting their creative stream lead them where they went with their poem. Y/n noticed, how every 2 seconds, Eli would look up at her and watch her for a moment before continuing writing.

“Can you please stop looking at me?” She asked, feeling small under his gaze.

He was still writing, so when he heard her talk he quickly looked up. “Sorry, what?” He asked, still half immersed in his lines and verses. Not expecting her to voice anything while concentrating.

“I don’t like when people look at me when I write, so could you please stop that?” She asked him.

She didn’t want to be rude, but she felt uncomfortable when she knew someone was watching her while she was willing to write about something personal. It was a nagging feeling she couldn’t shake off. Some distaste she imagined reflecting in their eyes, disgust of her mind. Some sort of making fun of her while writing. She felt insecure with the knowing of eyes watching her, afraid she might fail in front of them.

“Can’t do,” he said, deciding to just shoot his shot. Now or never, right?

“Why not?” She asked, putting her pen down on her paper and looking at him.

“I have to focus on my subject while writing.”

[justtrashperson]

Irish lads dynamic

[captainscodex]

ive been missing being on rttumblr and ladstumblr and seeing everyone's wild AUs, so ive returned with glorious purpose; redesign some of my own from 2021 and 2022!

beastars!dan, or reindan as i called him

tumbleflight, warriors!dan

and just a silly galaxy pony dan :]

[dreamconsumer]

That smile 😍!!!

[strifesolution]

happy pride month from the wild west’s favorite polycule. oh, and the main villains are here too, i guess.

(check out the fic!)