#It's Oakie Day!

[foxybouquet]

💕🎁HAPPY BIRTHDAY OAKIE!!!!🎂🎉

@ramblingoak, you must be one of the kindest, most generous, most wonderful hype girl for others in this fandom (and in life, I'm certain!) and you've definitely earned a spot in all of our hearts! You never fail to make a day better for a friend, and you've always got something sweet or helpful to say.

Needless to say, you're also a ridiculously talented writer, a world-builder whose character-driven fics have me and so many coming back to revisit your stories many, many times again! What can I say, you're just wondrous! And I hope you celebrate today fully, joyously, and with as much generosity toward yourself as you show to others! You are magnificent!!! 💖💖💖

Oh, and The Cardinal would like to give you a taste...🎂

[rinneverse]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE LOML IWAIZUMI HAJIME (30) ATHLETIC TRAINER I LOVE YOU SO BADDDDD

[sciderman]

VENOM IS SONY??? Well, that explains a lot then

disney would NEVER give us this

[angellayercake]

Save a cowboy, ride a cardinal

Cardinal Copia x @ramblingoak happy birthday to yooooou 🎂🎂🎂

Copia attempts some roleplay fun for his favourite lady's birthday

‘Can I have this blind fold off yet?’ The ghoul didn’t answer, leading you down the gravel path only telling you just in time about the steps in your way so they have to catch you when you stumble. When Copia had mentioned blindfolds, surprises and your birthday this was not what you had imagined. You can hear buzzing voices ahead of you and the distinct sound of ragtime piano. ‘Where the hell are we?’ The ghoul ignored you again, continuing to lead you forward, the distinctive sound of doors being opened and then swinging shut behind you. There was only one place where all those things would be all together that's the new western themed bar that had opened in town. You loved westerns, LOVED them and had even been considering coming already. Unfortunately your friends at the Abbey had turned up their noses at a themed bar so you had given up any hopes of going, but it seemed Copia had been doing some snooping. 

You reached what you assumed was the bar, the ghoul helping you get sat on a high stool and then finally they removed your blindfold. There was almost too much to take in at first. Every table was full, being served by wait staff all dressed up in old west themed costumes. The walls were covered with vintage photographs, American flags, taxidermied cows and a hundred other themed trinkets, not quite authentic but the amount of history crammed into this place made you feel a bit giddy. In one corner a piano sat on a small stage, the source of the chipper ragtime you had heard on your way in. But dominating the middle of the room was a large empty space surrounded by a barrier, lined with padding and in the centre the unmistakable shape of a mechanical bull. It was still at the moment but you imagined things got a lot more rowdy when it was up and running. 

‘Well howdy there little lady,’ you hear behind you and a smile is spreading across your face before you even turn on your stool. You are about to reply when you register what he is wearing. Gone are his cassock and his perfectly tailored suit and in its place he is wearing jeans, you didn’t even know he owned a pair of jeans, but the dark blue denim clings to his thighs. Or at least what you can see underneath the black suede tassled chaps. You manage to tear your eyes away from his thighs, to his black shirt, the sharp piping his signature shade of red and then there was the hat. He had gone all out with what looked like a custom stetson. His put on smirk falters when all you can do is stare at him and he starts to fidget with his outfit nervously.

‘Did I not do it right? Aw shit,’ but before you can reassure him the barmaid interrupts. 

‘And what can I be getting you tonight?’ You switch your attention to the bar taking in the rows of bottles. Glancing at Copia you see him still fussing over his clothes so it looks like it's up to you to make a decision. 

‘Two beers please.’ She nods, quickly setting out two tankards and filling them at the vintage looking beer pump. This place was everything you had hoped, you only wished you were dressed for the occasion. If only he had given you some notice you could have pulled together a great bar wench outfit. When the full tankards were slid on the bar in front of you he snapped from his anxious haze and began fumbling for his wallet, struggling to get to it under the chaps. Just before you took pity on him he squeezed it from under the waistband with an adorable ‘ah ha’.  He hands over some notes, refusing the change with an awkward wave of his hand, as she turns away happy. 

‘I’m sorry,’ he says with a sigh slouching down against the bar. ‘I tried to find the outfit like ‘The Cardinal’ but I couldn't find the jacket and then I wasn’t sure what the hat looked like and.’ You rub his shoulders where he is slumped over on the bar.

‘Copia,’ he raises his head from the bar, his hat knocked askew so you straighten it as you look into his disappointed eyes. ‘Your outfit is great! The best dressed cowboy in the joint.’ He perks up after that explaining to you how he had noticed you reading your cowboy romances, how he had heard your friends talking about the new place opening in town and how he knew this would be the perfect place to celebrate your special day. 

‘Calling all cowboys and girls,’ The loud speaker crackles interrupting your conversation. ‘In just a while we will be unleashing the bull into this here restaurant. So we are calling on some brave folks to try and tame this beast! Come on down to the ring to volunteer andsignawaiver.’ You see the idea form in his mind and before you can vocalise all the reasons this is a terrible idea he is up. 

‘You will see now amore, I will be the best cowboy si?’ He practically jumps off his stool, his eyes shining.

‘Wait, Copia, you already are the best cowboy.’ But he is already halfway across the bar. You watch him waiting bouncing on his heels at the front of the queue. You soak up the atmosphere while you wait for him to read through the probably substantial terms and conditions and when he hands over the clipboard and enters the ring you wander over with your beer. You edge your way to the front of the small crowd just as he is getting seated on the bull. He spots you giving you a nervous grin, the expression on his face screaming what have I got myself into.

‘All set?’ The assistant checks in with him and he gives them a slightly frantic nod and then he is alone in the padded ring. ‘Our next challenger is Copia, a first timer, so let's see what he can do in three, tw, one,’ he calls over the loudspeaker and then it is set in motion. It starts slowly rocking forwards, then backwards, side to side. You admire his strong thighs tense as they grip to keep him seated. When it spins him back to face you, you can see his grin has lightened up and he mouths, ‘this isn’t so bad’ at you before he is whipped around. The bull picks up pace jolting back and forth and this time when he is brought back around all you can see is his wide round panicked eyes. You cover your mouth with your hand to stifle your laugh but it quickly becomes a gasp when with a sudden jolt forward and to the left he goes flying face first onto the mat.  

You shove your beer into the hand of the person standing next to you and rush around the barrier as he is sitting himself up. He groans as you help him to his feet, red faced and rubbing at his back. You pick up his hat where it had fallen next to him and dust it off before placing it back on his head. 

‘Amore, why didn’t you stop me?’ He moans as you support him across the bar back to your seats. ‘I am too old for this nonsense.’ Between you you hobble back over to the bar only to find your stools had been taken. He sighs, wrapping his arm around your shoulders more firmly. ‘I’m sorry, I had a whole plan and now it's ruined and.’ You squeeze his waist and turn him towards the exit.   

‘Nothing has been ruined silly.’ You push open the swinging doors and help him out into the cool evening air. Stretching his arms over his head he groans again and even though he is aching and slightly covered in dust you can’t help admiring the view. ‘And anyway you looked damn good up there on the bull, very powerful.’ He looks at you in disbelief but let’s you wipe some of the dust from his shoulders. ‘You even looked good all laid out on the floor.’ 

‘Oh you think you could have done better?’ He tickles at your side until you fall against his chest. ‘Shall we go back in? Do you want to have a ride?’

‘I have been thinking about riding tonight. Not the bull though’ You toy with the collar of his shirt, sliding open the top few buttons, if he was wearing jeans he may as well be even more casually dressed. 

‘Is that so amore?’ He backs you up against the wall, leaning on his forearm and boxing you in. ‘Perhaps we should start this evening again?’

‘Ok,’ You take a second to neutralise his expression so you can play along. ‘Hi.’

‘Howdy,’ He pulls his cowboy smirk off perfectly this time and it makes your knees weak. ‘What’s a pretty lady like you doing in a dive like this?’

‘I was looking for a handsome cowboy but I think I might have just found one.’ He closes the distance between you but doesn’t go straight for your lips. He kisses your temple, your cheek, the corner of your mouth. Slow soft presses of his lips that have your breath catching in your throat in anticipation. Finally he kisses you, and all his reservation dissolves as your lips finally touch, his full body pressing against you as his tongue slips past your lips to tangle with yours. The sudden swinging of the saloon doors snaps you both back to reality. You break apart but only just, partially hidden in the shadows of the porch.

‘Take me home Cardinal,’ you whispered against his swollen lips. He growls diving back in for one last aggressive kiss that had your stomach flipping and almost made you reconsider letting him have you there and then. But you manage to pry yourselves apart for long enough to get back to the car, where the ghoul was waiting to drive you both back to the Abbey. You can’t keep apart for long however and you end up wrapped up in his arms. 

‘I think this has been one of my best birthdays ever,’ you sigh contentedly. You run your fingers over his chest, following the lines of red piping until you can reach into the unbuttoned neckline of his shirt.

‘Only one of the best?’ He glares down at you,some of the strict Cardinal you had first met coming out. In the past that look would have cowed you but now you just smile up at him fluttering your lashes.

‘Well if it’s the top spot you are after, I have some ideas.’ He raises his eyebrows at you but starts running his fingers from the small of your back up to the nape of your neck. 

‘Ok let's hear it then,’ He tips your chin up, ghosting his lips over yours. You try to resist, well aware of the game he is playing. You close the distance this time, it’s your birthday you can take all the kisses that you want. Only when you are both breathless do you pull back. 

‘Tonight the chaps stay on,’ and after a moment's thought. ‘And the hat.’ 

‘That I can do. Anything for my Principessa.’ And he pulls you into another searing kiss.

[ramblingoak]

I think I'm too sensitive to be around other people sometimes.

Where's that cabin in the middle of the woods when I need it? The one with the strong wi-fi signal and endless supply of cheetos.

[sinfulforrest]

it's that time of year again folks....The Aging Day 😩

[mentheii]

chat is this normal

anyways i cleared out all my drafts because i finally made the categorizing tags i wanted 👍

pinned post soon also 👍👍

poorly drawn oakie in moving vehicle also 👍👍👍

[callilouv]

sry that my blog is just talking abt that one friend 24/7 i just really think that i might be platonically very in love w them. ty for listening 😎 HELEOJDUDI

[hismourningflower]

whenever i’m waitin for oak to wake up it feels as if i’m in a music video for a sad song, longingly staring out of a moving vehicle’s window while it’s pouring with rain outside… it’s all dull and i rest my head on the glass as if mourning a heartbreak… i miss my wife…

[rinneverse]

its so serious with togame now i fear

[sidonius5]

ℋ𝑒𝓇𝑒'𝓈 𝓂𝓎 #2 𝐑𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐮𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐃𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒾𝒸/𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒𝒹𝓎 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝓌𝑜 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈, 𝗝𝗲𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗪𝗲𝗯𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 (𝐑𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐮𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐧) 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝗖𝗮𝗿𝗼𝗹 𝗧𝗲𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗼𝗻 (𝐃𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐲) 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝓌𝑜 𝓇𝒾𝓋𝒶𝓁 𝒶𝒹𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓉𝒾𝓈𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒶𝑔𝑒𝓃𝒸𝒾𝑒𝓈. 𝗠𝗿. 𝗪𝗲𝗯𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿'𝘀 𝒶𝑔𝑒𝓃𝒸𝓎 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹𝓈 𝒶 𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝒹𝓊𝒸𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝒶𝒹𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓉𝒾𝓈𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝗝𝗲𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗪𝗲𝗯𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝓊𝓅 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝒻𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝒹𝓊𝒸𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝐕 𝐈 𝐏. 𝒲𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓎 𝒶𝒽𝑒𝒶𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝗠𝗿. 𝗪𝗲𝗯𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿, 𝗠𝘀. 𝗧𝗲𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗼𝗻 𝒹𝑒𝒸𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹 𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐕 𝐈 𝐏 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝒹𝓊𝒸𝓉 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝑜𝓇/𝒹𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓁𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓇. 𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒻𝒾𝓁𝓂 𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒶𝓇𝒾𝑜𝓊𝓈 𝓇𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒/𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒𝒹𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 ℐ 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓁𝓁 𝑒𝓃𝒿𝑜𝓎. ℐ 𝓊𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓉𝓇𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝐕 𝐈 𝐏 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 ℐ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓀𝒾𝒹 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓉𝓉𝓎 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝑜𝓇𝓈, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓁𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 ℐ 𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓉 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝓁𝓎 𝓌𝒶𝓈, 𝒾𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒶 𝒽𝑜𝑜𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝑒𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒. 𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒻𝒾𝓁𝓂 𝒹𝑒𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔𝓈 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉.

[blondeboyfriend]

I love mentioning eye color in fics.

[canongf-archive]

@omgselinabeckendorf - THANK YOU, THANK YOU!!! you're so right, even if it's not any time soon, it's still so cute!!! it still makes me so happy!!! little oaky dokey doesn't exist yet but he is already so adored!!! and we can't wait to meet him, whenever we get to!!!

[ramblingoak]

Doesn’t matter how old you are it is always hard to feel like you don’t belong.

[californiaquail]

secret crochet hook use unlocked

[erstwhile-punk-guerito]