#OH N O

[stormbreaker-290]

I went a lil crazy but here

A gift >:]

Good

GOD

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ANOTHER tumblr exclusive

[ponds-of-ink]

Guys

What if

What if William can’t talk anymore and that’s why we haven’t heard the real Purple Guy in ages (in-universe, of course)??

Not because UCN messed up his vocal chords or anything, but because he’s too scared to talk? At least not without something to help him sound “Spring-Bonnie” like.

[akinachiri]

TWO PEOPLE ARE SPAM RBING AT THE SAME TIME HELP HELP HELP HELP

[khazadspoon]

what if…. Wrestling au………..

Face Naked Snake morphing into heel Big Boss…………..

[monterraverde]

“ wish me luck up there, would ya?”

"Up where? Majima where are you going?!"

[cuttlekiss-spam]

*sweats*

young halsin i painted over for fun

[kyvnnie]

Guns N’ Roses (literally)

[rcmclachlan]

Tommy Kinard, from a long line of Gloucester fishermen. Hence his penchant for ill-fitting jeans, flannel, and affection via bitchiness.

He and Evan are sitting on the little bench outside The Causeway waiting for their chowder—best in the country, hands down—when Evan, who's been quietly studying boats in various stages of winter wrapping across the road, suddenly asks, "Why did you leave here? It's awesome. The downtown area looks like something out of a postcard—"

"It does not," Tommy interjects. "Rockport's downtown, on the other hand..."

"—and the beaches feel like real beaches, even if they do smell like shit."

Tommy tilts his head back and inhales the heavy, but comfortingly familiar stench of low tide. "I left because the town's unofficial motto used to be 'Come for the heroin, stay because you've developed a crippling heroin addiction.'"

Unimpressed, Evan nudges him with an elbow, then jumps to his feet to get the door for a family of six who will be waiting at least a month for a table big enough to accommodate them to open up.

The Causeway is approximately the size of an elevator car. Despite its outward appearance, it's relatively new; it hadn't been there when Tommy was a kid. The little cinema next door had been, though, and he feels a surge of pride for the Williams family that it's still going after all this time.

"No, but seriously." Evan hunkers back down next to him. "Why'd you leave?"

"Why'd you leave Hershey?" Tommy counters.

The corner of Evan's mouth twitches knowingly. He's got Tommy's number in a way no one else does. "You know why I left. But you could've stayed here and done anything. Massachusetts might be even more progressive than California—I mean, it was the first state to legalize gay marriage. Plus, I know there's an air base nearby."

"Hanscom," Tommy says. "It belongs to the Air Force and I wouldn't have been caught dead joining them."

Evan gives him a dubious look. "But the Army was okay?"

"Don't you know, Evan? The Army is for real men," he says with a grin, putting an emphasis on it so Evan knows just whose words he's parroting. "The Air Force is for fa—"

"Yeah, okay, I got it," Evan says loudly, cutting a furtive glance at the people on the other bench, who are too busy looking at their phones and not talking to each other to pay attention to any casual homophobia. "You're gonna get us run out of town."

"Please, it's Gloucester. If anything, they'll probably join in."

Evan deflates a little, pouting, and Tommy is helpless against the urge to press a kiss to his hair. What Evan doesn't understand is that Massachusetts is like an impressionist painting: beautiful if you're standing back far enough to see the whole of it, but get closer and it's as ugly as anywhere else.

"My point was," Tommy continues, "I left because I needed something more than what this place could give me, same as you. And also I needed to be somewhere with a spring wind chill above -10°."

"You bitch if the temps hit above 70," Evan points out.

"I also bitch if the day ends in Y." Tommy shrugs. "Complaining is the official state sport, especially when it comes to the weather."

Checking his phone for the time, Evan heaves an impatient sigh and drops his chin onto Tommy's shoulder. He's too used to LA's food trucks to last a minute here. "There's so much here, though. Like, Worcester looked fun."

Tommy winces. "It's pronounced 'Wuss-ter'."

Wide-eyed, Evan lifts his head. "You're shitting me."

"I shit you not," Tommy says. "And Worcester's okay. It's big, though. And a pain in the ass to navigate."

"What's beyond Worcester?"

"Nobody knows." He coughs out a 'fuck' when Evan buries an elbow in his gut.

Laughing, Evan echoes, "'Fahk.' There's the accent I've been hoping to hear. I mean, heeyah. Try and hide it all you want, Kinard, I know what you are."

"Okay, Hershey, I dare you to say 'water' like a normal person," Tommy can't help but tease. "Remember, there's no U or D in it."

Eyes sparkling, Evan presses close with a shit-eating grin and says slyly, "I'll show U where to put a D."

Before Tommy can shove him off the bench for that one, the door to the restaurant opens and a head pops out. "Order for Kinard?"

"Saved by the clams," Evan chortles, standing up when Tommy goes to grab the bag from the kid. He gives a long, luxurious stretch, and Tommy can't help but let his eyes be drawn to Evan's belly when his shirt rides up. "Where do you want to eat? We could go sit down by the beach. There's a big dahlia garden display there."

Huh. They still do that? That's actually kind of sweet, but Tommy has plans and they don't involve the public.

"If you don't mind a bit of light trespassing, we'll head up to Mussel Point. The view's well worth it."

Intrigued, Evan lifts his brows. "Trespassing? Gee, Tommy, you take me to all the best places."

That snark is nowhere to be found half an hour later when Evan's full of clam chowder and getting ruthlessly jacked off while the ocean bays at his feet, but Tommy doesn't call him on it.

[scooterscoob]

[lilacthebooklover]

@charismabee oh no ur cookie cannibalism agenda is spreading

[stonerbellybabe]

what Taco Bell does to a mf

[burrowedinsocks]

they eep and theyre eeping. the gentle eep :3 human blanket autism compression eep :3 the eep of 87 :3 the- i don't know i'm so tired, they're gay and hello satan i feel welcomed to the gates of hell for my glorification of cannibalistic sodomites

[happi-dreams]

if i don’t post this now it’s just going to constantly stay in my drafts forever sooo poof wow yay finally something yayyy

[tallsc]

Okay wait I missed a 4th very important canon thing and ty @spectorcsm for informing me of this

4. Chosen is apparently wanted, and assuming this takes place some time after AvA 5 this is incredibly concerning as to what Chosen has been up to since AvA 5 finished. Are these just leftover wanted posters? But why specifically Chosen and not Dark? Cause that's definitely Chosen, those look like Chosen powers not Dark powers. And who's the rocket-ship-lookin-guy people are supposed to report Chosen sightings to? I am incredibly confused and concerned.

Okay 1 the new short is so sweet and sad and gave me an idea for a picture I wanna draw but 2 it confirms so many things for canon that imma try to also fix in the Aftermath AU

Purple has an elytra still, whether they got their old one back or just found a new one is anyone's guess

Purple lives with Mango who still lives at their house. That's probably the biggest thing imma have to change cause I had them living at Purple's old desktop but I'll make it work. (I mean technically Purple could just be passing through the house but at least they both still have a connection to the house)

We know where Orchid was buried now, also graveyards do exist in general

Also not necessarily a specific thing but there's a notable connection between Purple and flowers, and I like they they switched from blue flowers before Parkour to pink flowers now. There's a change of focus, and that's nice.

[doomedclockworkdotmp3]

heeyyy gaaanggg

the pose and the background of the album version (left) are based on oingo boingos only a lad album art. not cause i think he has anything to do with it but just cause ive been wantin to draw that pose for like. weeks and i didnt know who to put there. so why not my latest bug man.