#Only one sided though

[sailorsenshishitposter]

Sleepover AU

Armstrong had sent out invitations to everyone. Except Khamsin. No one knew why they even kept him around. Everyone was kind of just waiting for the day that a pack of stray dogs would inevitably maul him to death. The group received a message at headquarters. There would be a party in the reception area tonight at 8:00 PM and not to be late. Oh and to bring something like refreshments or games if they could.

The first to arrive was Sundowner. "Why the hell are you dressed like that!?" The man had shown up in with a pair of pajamas covering his cyborg body along with a night cap. Upon a closer look, they appeared to be Eric Cartman themed. Armstrong readjusted his glasses and let out a huff. "Sometimes I'm not sure why I even bothered to hire you." The other man just chuckled at his response. "Kids are cruel, and I'm very in touch with my inner child!" He then walked in and promptly placed down two six cases of bud light. "We all know that you're the only one that drinks that filth. If you want to get drunk then do it on your own time!"

Just then there was a knock. "Sundowner go answer it!" He opened the door and was greeted by Mistral. "Bonjour. May I come In?". This wasn't right. He would be damned if he let a girl ruin his night of hanging out with the boys. Just guys being dudes. Maybe there would be a little sex imvolved but it wasn't gay if you wore socks right? It was then that he came up with a plan. "Sorry, nothin' personal but no girls allowed." Mistral took out the letter. "Then why did I receive an invitation?" Sundowner immediately took the paper from her hand and inspected it. "This must be a mistake. I'll have the person responsible dealt with." He then tore up her note. Mistral cast him a cold gaze and he knew she wasn't buying it. Guess I don't have a choice huh? He got a large sign and then wrote on it with blood (where he got it is a mystery) in big, bold letters "BOYS ONLY". "Sorry Mistral, I don't make the rules. NOW GET OUTTA HERE!"

Armstrong was going over tonight's plans when Monsoon startled him. "I hope it's alright that I let myself in. Your door seems to be broken down." What the hell? What on earth could be happening now? He walked closer to the entrance and noticed Mistral had Sundowner face down with her heel on his back. She also was strangling him with her signature weapon. "I see you're well Mistral.". She let the whip form back into a pole and walked over to greet him. "I've been better." They both looked down and watched Sundowner gasp for air. Then they turned around and walked towards the middle of the room, leaving him there as he choked.

It was now twenty minutes later and it had been quite for too long. "Do you think he's dead?" Monsoon then took it upon himself to find out. "Hang on, I'll go check." He flung a sai at Sundowner, causing the man to let out a moan of pain. "He's good." Suddenly a loud voice could be heard approaching. "What the fuck did you bring me to Sam!?" No, it couldn't be. "I swear that I thought this was a party blondie! Besides, this is better than dealing with your wife's cooking right?" Raiden let out a grunt. He hated when Sam was right.

They walked in and decided not to question why Sundowner was unconscious and laying in a pool of blood. They then reached everyone else sitting under the cherry blossoms. "Well if it isn't saucy Jack? What brings you here? Last time I checked, you weren't invited!" Raiden then glared towards his Brazilian friend. "Sam told me this was a plus one event..." Now everyone was starring at him awkwardly. Sam casually brushed his hand through his pony tail. "Did I say that? I must have misread the note." He started whistling but everyone just decided to drop it. If Sam wanted to keep trying to hook up with a married man and keep failing miserably then that was his problem.

An hour later and Armstrong was deciding what game they should play. Mistral then spoke up. "How about a scary story? Does anyone have a good one?" Raiden then chose to speak. "I was a child soldier and I've seen a lot of terrible things in my life. Let me tell you my worst encounter..." -------------------------------------- By the end of the story everyone felt sick, Sundowner in particular, vomiting up the Doritos he had previously consumed back into the bag. "Hey, you guys weren't even there! I had no choice to but to eat it. Do you know how upset Rose would be if I told her that she can't cook? I wasn't kidding when I said that eating gun powder was more enjoyable."

Just then Monsoon cut in. "That isn't scary. You seem to forget that you're not the only one who grew up on the killing fields! Let me tell you about my childhood..." -------------------------------------- "And then they took the babies and started bashing them against the trees. They didn't die immediately so you could hear their screams-" Armstrong stopped him. "That's quite enough. You win. Now let's never speak of this again..." The party mood was now ruined for everyone except Sundowner. "Aww, I wanna know what happens next!" Mistral was about to strangle him again. Before she could beat him up with her many arms, Sam spoke up.

"Don't sleepovers usually have pillow fights or something?" "You've got to be kidding me. You know we're all too old fo-" Raiden was cut off mid speech by a blow to the head. Armstrong had thrown the first pillow. "DIE, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" Next thing they knew and the cyborg was having a BMI error. "What's in that pillow anyway Armstrong?" "Heh, nanomachines son!" Well that explained a lot. Now it was time to start the sleepover part of the party. They opened the doors and were greeted with an empty room. "Damn Japanese! First they infect us with their cherry trees and now they don't even have the deceny to use furniture! It's deseased, rotten to the core!"

It seems like they would have to make due. Armstrong went to check the lower floors to find anything that he could use. He prayed and soon found a spare pillow and blanket in one of the rooms. Upon his return he noticed that everyone else was trying to get comfy. Mistral had made herself a makeshift bed out of torn apart dwarf gekkos, Sundowner had chopped down a tree and split it in two so he could use it to sleep on and Monsoon had attached himself to the ceiling and began to stretch out. It looks like he was going to use the floor as a bed and hang above everyone which was kind of unnerving since he didn't need to sleep.

Then there was Sam. "You know you can lay with me pretty boy. I've been told that I'm very comfortable to lie down on." He then gave the cyborg a wink. "Don't take this the wrong way Sam but I'd rather you just take my other eye out." The other man sighed. He would just have to use his large ass as a cushion. It was now movie time. The screen was projected onto a wall and everyone began to pass around popcorn. They began watching King Kong. Raiden wouldn't be allowed to bring anything after this but that didn't matter since he wasn't invited in the first place.

Sam tried to sit closer to Raiden yet he only scooted farther away. "Aye..." Just then he felt someone poke him in the back. It was Mistral. "Would you mind if I braided your hair?" Raiden was currently telling Armstrong every fact about his favorite movie despite the older man not caring while Mistral was with Sam. As she did his hair, they began to gossip and Monsoon was curious to find out what was so interesting. He soon joined in with the conversation and his hair then became braided as well. Sundowner kept pouting and making angry noises, proving that he really was in touch with his inner child.

He finally had enough and made his way over to the trio. "You seem to have forgotten somethin'!" The group looked amongst themselves. "I don't think I'm forgetting anything, did you guys forget anything?" Sundowner then threw his night cap down. "You know damn well what this is about!" When he received no answer he began to stomp his foot. "WHY DIDN'T Y'ALL ASK IF I WANTED MY HAIR ALL DONE UP!?" The three of them looked at each other, then towards Sundowner and started laughing. "WHAT'S SO FUNNY!?" Mistral started to wipe a tear from her eye. "It's just that you're, you know... Bald." The man was now fuming. "O' COURSE I KNOW THAT! I JUST WANTED TO FEEL APPRICIATED, DAMN IT!"

He then let out a loud belch and toppled over. It seems the alcohol had taken it's toll. Sam then pulled out a permanent marker. "Who wants to go first?" The movie ended and Armstrong was relived that he wouldn't have to listen to Jack's commentary. Once it was over Raiden went over to see what the rest of the gang was doing. He noticed that they were all colouring over a very drunk and passed out Sundowner. Sam then looked at Raiden, begging the cyborg not to rat them out. "Are you kidding? You know how much I hate this guy! Now pass me that blue permanent marker!"

Raiden then started to cackle as he unleashed Jack the ripper's madness. By the time they were done, it seemed like there was no place they hadn't reached. There was a drawn on mustache and a eye patch, someone had drawn Charlie Brown on the back of his scalp, but perhaps the harshest was on his crotch plate. On it was written "RIP, you were blown off by that IED but I'll always remember how great it was to be three inches hard."

They all decided that it would be best if they each immediately returned home, not wanting to be present when the man woke up. It was now the next day and Sundowner noticed all the marker covering his body. "THE FUCK!?

[rooniearts]

my boy tails!!!!!!!! he has never known peace since shadow showed up with that kid

[heartorbit]

figure skating set right now please. thanks

[mlobsters]

jared padalecki and jensen ackles nj con 2025 - gold panel

team stinky boys ✅ filled with regret

[clumsypuppy]

someone left me a comment asking abt my pokeask days so....... i drew my old muses ^_^

[autumn-may]

terrisas really funny ithink

[hazelnootnut]

ACT 2 (Ahhh, you can't help it!! You're hungry!!!) (You shove the pain au chocolat into your mouth and chew enthusiastically! Yummy!!) (...) (... you were supposed to save that for Loop.) (... oh well. You'll try to do your best to not inhale it next time.)

[monofazz]

I think Deceptibee AU fans should consider the hilarious potential of a Starscream and Bee dynamic in this kind of situation—

[theokusgallery]

Notes app doodle. The boy!

Sorry for the weird pixelization. I think it kept compressing the drawing every time I exited out of it

[ganondoodle]

(WIP)

a rough basic idea for a centaur character i have had floating around in my head for a long time, it doesnt fit with my main OC world but wouldnt call this another project bc its literally just "what if centaurs bc centaurs kinda cool" with little story or worldbuilding other than its all centaurs lol

(the only background is really a vaguely noble couple wanting to hire a new soldier/guard after their previous one is retiring but not being able to afford any highly valued ones (build, color, training- the kind of things horses are often priced with) so they opt for the cheapest to hire they can find which is this enormous draft centaur (vaguely based on the blue roan coat type) that no one wants bc he doesnt talk and never really responds otherwise to being talked to (so he dumb haha (he isnt)- to be clear he DOES what he is told but he doesnt like, sign an ok, he just "stares" and then wordlessly does it), doesnt have any well known parents and is too big to fit comfortably in most buildings, also a little unkept (mostly just in his fur looking pretty rough, not caring much for treating scratches etc- though its not that clear in this sketch)

over time said couple both falling for him, completely seperately/not aware the other also has, bc they actually started to get to know him instead of just going with what he was "sold" as and treating him accordingly (badly)- leading to him being caught in a very awkward "triangle" he doesnt know what to do with and just goes along with everything (hes very calm and stone faced in public but privately socially awkward, always been extremely lonely/isolated and never had to deal with any sort of interest in him as a person instead of just how much he can pull/work until collapsing)

[wistfulwatcher]

[cozylittleartblog]

doodle of a dress i wore in a dream .....

[champion-of-love]

loved how when eah was still airing there was an actual campaign on voting for who would be thronecoming queen. like raven, apple, cupid and blondie were actual choices you could vote for on the eah website. then,,, they just quietly hid the fact there's no voting for thronecoming king. there's no other choice other than daring that's it. can you imagine the dance after the vote had been revealed.

daring and apple are great friends but there's no romance between them so their dance is just them performing another waltz routine they've been dancing since they were kids. snow even sends proffesional videographers to film the thing so it can be used for futher pr for apple.

raven and daring is just awkward since they don't interact much and after the required king and queen dance they split off to hang with their own friends. their last interaction was raven asking if he wrote her a love poem and raven's embarrassment is off the charts. daring already forgot about the incident.

blondie and daring is blondie trying to get the dance over as soon as possible because she just learned about the greatest scoop ever (like what do you mean headmaster grimm cursed his own brother and hid him under the school!!!) and she wants to finish her report on it so their dance is over pretty quick. luckily blondie and daring are both friends so he isn't offended by it. meanwhile grimm is trying to bribe the mirrorblog owners to ban blondie's account before she could post her exposé. it doesnt work.

cupid and daring is just unstoppable force vs immovable object. they dont interact that much but because of daring's charmingness he accidentally breaks a lot of hearts at school and cupid's radio show is full of students crying about him. their dance is half cupid trying to strangle him for giving her so much work and half daring trying to charm her so she'd forgive him and failing. the dance ends in a petty slapfight and daring agrees that he owes cupid a few favors for the extra work he's caused. cupid mostly cashes in these favors so he'd fly her, briar and hopper on legend to parties and concerts after curfew. (thus daring's life as the pink squad's chaffeur begins)

[rendnotmyheart]

God, if you told me a month ago I would be knee-deep in a Grantaire and subsequently Grantaire/Enjolras and subsequently Enjolras obsession.....

[cursoulla]

the urge to spill all my headcanons for Noir/Nier(Original) aka Shadowlord,, but holding myself back… actually what inspired this was- oh god. just a lot of body horror and… worship, reassurance… *vibrating at inhuman frequencies*

let’s just say. i’m in my feelings about them very OFTEN. i shan’t gush further and will let the emotion I tried to convey in this piece do it for me,

[moeblob]

I love Chris so much you guys.