#It is about a year before canon

[sondheim-girly]

Tell me about cherry seeing Bob drunk for the first time :D

@wren-is-a-wreck also wanted to be tagged in this so here ya go! This was at first supposed to be head canons then I decided to just turn it into a little oneshot. I haven’t written anything like this in a very very long time so grant me grace! Also this takes place about a year before canon, when (in my headcanon) Cherry is a sophomore and bob is a junior.

This is inspired by multiple peoples posts, I cant remember all of them but they all get partial credit!!

when bob and cherry first started going out, he was her escape. Things were getting worse at home everyday, there were nights when her father wouldn’t come home at all and her mother would just lock herself in the bathroom, leaving cherry to spend hours sitting by the phone waiting for a call to tell her where he was. It took her a while to learn it was better if she just stayed in her room.

During all that, she had bob. Sometimes he’d come by the house to pick her up and they’d go to the drive in with all their friends, but Cherry best liked the nights when it was just the two of them. They’d drive around Tulsa for hours, and on those nights he would be sweet to her. it felt like they were the only two people in the world.

there were a lot of parts to Bob that he hid from her. he knew she didn’t like it when her friends got drunk, so he tried to avoid drinking too much when she was around. and when he got a bruise after jumping some kid on the east side, he laughed off her worry by telling her it was just from football practice. He sure got hurt a lot at football practice, didn’t he?

Things changed one night when Brill was hosting a party to celebrate the start of the school year- or at least that was how he advertised it. It was more an excuse to have a huge party and get drunk. With the way things were at home Cherry knew that pretending to be having fun at some big party wasn’t something she’d be able to do, so she asked Bob to lie to her friends and tell them she was sick. For a moment she was scared he wouldn’t do it, but he just smiled and kissed her, and told her of course he would. Things should’ve been perfect, but then her parents started screaming and even in their big house the walls wouldn’t cover up the noise of her father’s drunk bellowing voice. She called Bob and Marcia, and even Bev to see if she could crash at anyones house. No one picked up, she should have figured they’d all be at Brills. Desperate, she drove over to his house hoping Bob would be there and they could go on one of their drives and he could make her forget everything at home. That’s not what happened.

she saw him immediately when she walked in the door. He was laughing at something Trip had said and she knew in a moment that something was wrong. He noticed her and went over, putting his arm around her waist. The familiar putrid smell of alcohol filled her senses. He was drunk. She’d seen him drink before, taking a sip every so often out of his friends flask at the drive in, but she’d never seen it nearly as bad as this.

“Cherry! you told me you weren’t coming!” Bob slurred, a near unsettling smile on his face. He tried to lean down and kiss her, but she moved away from him. She saw a dark flash cross his face and for a moment, it was like she was looking at her father.

“Bob, how much have you had to drink?” Cherry accused him,

“Cherry whats wrong…”

“Bob you’re drunk. Really drunk,”

“cmon it’s not that bad-” Bob tried to reach towards Cherry again, but she flinched away. He wasn’t acting like himself, he seemed dangerous.

“Cherry lets go,” Marcia urged, appearing at Cherrys side.

“Cherry stay…” Bob pulled cherry towards him again, this time with more force, and she shoved him away from her

“I’m not going anywhere with you!” She said, stepping back and clutching Marcia’s hand. It felt like the entire world was holding its breath. Cherry shook her head, then turned around and walked out of the door, Marcia quickly following.

Cherry spent that night at Marcia’s house, and the next afternoon when she finally went home she recognized the corvette sitting outside of her house, with a boy holding a bouquet of pink roses (her favorite) and a large box of chocolates- he knew she could never resist chocolate.

and so he apologized, something he couldn’t remember ever doing in earnest. He groveled, even. And she forgives him because of course she does. On days like this when he looks at Cherry as though the entire world orbits solely around her it’s impossible to say no.

He avoids drinking for a while after that, and doesn’t drink around cherry at all. But eventually he slips, and looses the ability to care as much. Cherry gets used to it, still using halfhearted attempts to get him to put his flask away. At least he’s good at not getting truly drunk around her. But jealousy drives him to eventually break that rule and jealousy gets him killed

[starcurtain]

Please someone redraw this with Dr. Ratio and Aventurine because this is the exact vibe they have in my head post-Penacony.

[rystiel]

idk what we’re all calling the concept of fiddlestan working together but i’m calling my version the portal partners AU 🙏🏼

[kaiserouo]

if ordan karris wanna complete that sentence does that mean he also likes us?

[delicioustarong]

Fanart for this ACHINGLY GUT WRENCHING FIC! 'my body is young (but my mind is very old)' by green_tea_and_honey!!

Chapter 20 made me ugly sob y'all, I m not kidding (My eyes were puffy for the whole day LMAO) I can't express in words how this fic touched my soul so I decided to make fanart. This illustration is based on this part of the fic 👇 (under the cut) It's not biblically accurate but I like it. (Spoilers ahead!)

“Okay,” he whispered to himself, clenching and unclenching his fists. “Okay. You’re okay. You’re okay.”

The wave of panic he expected never came, even as water sloshed in, soaking his waist and rising more rapidly than ever now that Bill had been swept away. He could smell it, as if he had never left; salt, sand, and a hint of oil from a nearby factory that he suspected had stained the beach with its constant dumping in the ocean.

“I’m okay,” Ford said, looking at his hands, and taking a long, slow breath. “I’m okay.”

You guys should go read the fic and give it lots of love. I guarantee you all it's worth it!

(also small note; I have a lot of fanart for fics otw, I'm just busy with college and deadlines so it might take a while lolz)

[backpackingspace]

Odysseus with his head in his wife's lap, happily not paying attention to anything, humming one of athenas song and carving something

Some random guy: your majesty----

Odysseus: not bothering to sit up: whatever my wife decided is fine.

[bakudekublogblog]

not to be dramatic but hori literally out did my own self indulgent wish-fulfillment fanfic with the whole “rest of our lives speech” like I knew that sounded so romantic, and it is, because I literally wrote that line for bakudeku and I intended for it to be romantic

like hori really is just showing us bakudeku fanfic writers how it’s done

[pepperpixel]

Initial drawings of that old man… I literally, I haven’t finished reading the book of bill yet!!! I had to stop and take a break for a week to feverishly draw fanart of myself petting fords floofy hair and giving him attention and shit…!!!! The urge was too great….!! I’ve literally. I had a crush on this guy the instant he was first REVEALED in the show, but I did not have the artistic prowess to draw good looking old men back then… but I do now… thank god… thank fucking god

[rookflower]

hey starclan i think frostpaw should get some time off from your bullshit forever now thanks

[possamble]

Do you have any headcanons or thoughts about Falin having a crush on Marcille pre-canon? Especially during her later years at the school/the years she was with Laios.

Just full on "awkward and slightly gnc teenage lesbian has a massive crush on the touchy-feely girly girl straight best friend" tropes everywhere. Even better bc it's the "best friend is also the popular girl while lesbian is the slightly ostracized quiet one" dynamic in school. Falin gets so so so good at not having a heart attack every time Marcille gets in her personal space. But she's so resigned to never saying anything bc why would a girl as blinding as Marcille ever like her back. She also doesn't make an effort to get over it either, she's just content to be trapped in that stable dynamic of silently being in love with Marcille while getting to enjoy CLEARLY being Marcille's favourite person. She gets so used to it that it's almost just background noise most of the time-- it would have to be, unless she wanted to be freaking out 24/7 bc Marcille is so goddamn affectionate.

Her feelings also definitely change throughout the time that they're in school together-- at first it was this "whooaaah pretty older girl" puppy crush that you can clearly see developing in the flashbacks we get (I think she doesn't even like... realize her fixation on Marcille is romantic at all until years after it starts, when she's 12-14 ish and all the other girls around her are talking about crushes). But then they get closer, over the years Marcille starts getting really attached and letting down her guard, and Falin gets to see the ridiculous side of her. She gets to calm her down from her tantrums when experiments don't work out, or help her clean up when something explodes in her face. I feel like the progression of her feelings from "schoolgirl infatuation" to "unrequited love" probably almost exactly corresponds to how slowly Marcille goes from trying to keep Falin at a polite but friendly distance (like she does with everyone else) to her facade completely eroding as she becomes her cheerful and ridiculous self again for the first time since her father died.

That's probably the saddest part: Falin knows that she's clearly Marcille's favourite person on the surface level, but she doesn't quite fully grasp the enormity of what that means to Marcille. She doesn't get that she's the person who made the world colorful again for Marcille, that she is the first person outside of Marcille's family to really and truly make her laugh. She just thinks she's the beloved but dinky little short-lived sidekick, one of many that Marcille has had and will have.

Part of it is that, despite Marcille becoming such a clingy and affectionate best friend, I think her initial demeanour already did its damage. You see Falin being super adventurous and weird at first, bringing Marcille berries and other stuff, only to be rebuffed by Marcille exasperatedly saying she's working or looking kind of put off by it. And by the time you see her a little older, shes already quieter and better at masking -- and I'm not saying that that's entirely Marcille's fault (being the weird girl at an all girls academy for almost the entirety of her teenhood must have been brutal, my god) but she definitely learned that she's a potential nuisance to Marcille if she doesn't tone herself down. She learned that Marcille most likely sees her as a weird little kid following her around bc she has no other friends. And for the most part, she was never given any reason to unlearn any of that.

And that all very very smoothly transitions into Marcille being her "first love that was never meant to be anyway" when she leaves the academy. Chapter closed in her mind: she loved and pined from a distance and that was that. Every now and then she'll see another woman with Marcille's build or her shade of hair and be like ":( I miss her..." But then just kinda move on with her day. Same with when she's going through her own spellbook and finds a note that Marcille left her/correction that she made-- she'll smile fondly and reminisce about how much Marcille doted on her, and then move on.

Sometimes she thinks about contacting Marcille but convinces herself that it's too late (she spent too many months focusing on getting Laios healthy again and didn't mean to go no contact, but ah well). It's only when she has a practical reason to be reaching out that would also benefit Marcille ("Marcille is studying dungeons and we need a trustworthy mage to go with us to the dungeons") that she feels like she's allowed/that it wouldn't just be 100% a nuisance.

I almost think she didn't expect Marcille to reply at all, only to get a telegraph (or some in-universe equivalent of express mail, maybe magical pigeon carrier) that's like. EN ROUTE TO ISLAND. LETTER TO FOLLOW. and she freaks out like AAAA LAIOS SHE SAID YES WE HAVE TO CLEAN UP NOW.

I do think getting a response accidentally sparks a little hope in her, judging by the way she acts in the chp 57 flashback-- she's pouty that Marcille sees her as a kid, gets really worked up about being presentable, and then tries to play it cool when she actually meets Marcille (as if she didn't freak out and force Laios to shave while rambling a mile a minute about Marcille). She's an adult now, really and truly, and she's seen and survived things that her 18 yr old self would have never even imagined-- then all of a sudden, the person she was in love with since she was ten years old appears, and she's so desperate to be seen as mature and competent. She's trying soooo hard to impress Marcille with her newfound combat and dungeoneering experience...

Only to fall right back into their old dynamic. RIP. At least she gets the girl eventually, even if it takes dying twice and being the core catalyst behind an almost-apocalypse.

[deimostes]

FUCK TWO DADS, WHAT IF SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG HAD TWO MOMS

(au of an au; penumbra lives and of all the things i could do, i make her and rosalina kiss)

[shima-draws]

I’ve watched FMAB a thousand times but Greed’s death STILL gets me every fucking time. 1. Him realizing that Ling is going to get hurt and possibly killed by Father if Greed doesn’t leave his body, 2. Greed coming to terms with the fact that he’s definitely going to get killed by Father but he’s willing to make the sacrifice for Ling, and 3. Greed discovering that what he wanted was what he had the entire time, and that was true friends who would stick with him through thick and thin, who would share the same experiences and failures and triumphs and still love him despite his homunculus status. I’m so.

Also I’m SO pissed at the fact that Pride got to live but Greed didn’t. In my brain I kept saying “Well yeah I guess it makes sense for all of the homunculi to die bc they came from Father and HE has to die” but then I remembered that Pride LIVES and that makes me so salty. Out of all the homunculi Greed deserved to live the MOST AND I JUST. FUCKIGN.

[introspectivememories]

[lunarharp]

What led to this (orufrey comic, cw an uncomfortable/creepy scene)

[midnightmah07]

Daisy pre twst!

[backpackingspace]

Okay so with the line "the olive tree where we first met" we have two equal hilarious options.

When penelope was sassily like oh I'll marry you if you make a living bed out of this tree right here! Cue penelope stumbling over odysseus very very carefully digging up the tree "because how else is he going to get it to itacha we can't have a wedding bed out in the open in sparta duh"

Or

2. Penelope, knowing that Helen's suitors would soon be arriving to take over her home for a while. Snuck out and went on her own wacky shenanigan filled journey where she scoped out all the major players. Odysseus caught her spying in an olive tree. And when she got back she told Helen she had dibs on the cutie from itacha.