#Pixie bentley

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a fun fact!! Lexi and pixie are based on me and my partner :3 I thought the sketches looked better sometimes so I left those in- and yes the background is the enbian flag

(God I suck at drawing kisses— idk I’m just tired like I even forgot Lexi’s hand exists?? That or I’m blind— idk)

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relive the show: Pixies & Modest Mouse

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🌸✨OC Questionnaire Tag +bonus Character Voice✨🌺

Thank you for this tag @mysticstarlightduck here, a character voice tag here, more questions from @ominous-feychild here and @fantasy-things-and-such here✨

My questions:

How good is your sleep schedule?

Do you have any siblings? If so, how good is your relationship?

What was the toughest time you had to endure while growing up?

What was the worst day of your life?

What's your worst nightmare?

If a monster asked you your worst nightmare, what would you tell it and why?

"What's your relationship with your family like?"

"Do you have any hobbies? if so, what ones?"

"Do you dream often? what about?"

"What is the one thing you would not wish on your greatest adversary?

And answering the questions With this voice:

"(sighs, done with life) Alright, what did you do now?"

Guess who has the perfect OC to answer these? That’s right: Come on out, Tyr:

From In The Realm Of Giants

Sucks. Getting jostled around in a jar isn’t the most comfortable sleeping space. Go figure, right? (Glares up at Tav)

No. I’m an only child. Mom died when I was five, and Dad’s been overprotective of his only son. Heh….probably should’ve listened in hindsight…

Right after Mom died, we were grieving. Dad grieved a long, long time. He was so paranoid he’d lose me too, that he didn’t let me outside our cottage home for a year. I had to really fight hard to show him that I can be worthy of leadership, that I’m okay, and he doesn’t need to smother me. I passed all the trials and he still sees me as this defenseless child. I’m twenty-two now; I don’t need to have him breathing down my neck.

Losing my mother. How Dad sat me down, tears welled in his eyes, choking out that Mom wasn’t coming back. I felt lost…confused….angry. D-damn it….

(Glares up at the giant from inside the jar) I dunno, Tav. What IS my worst nightmare?

(still glaring, words dripping with venomous sarcasm) OH GEE, I DON’T KNOW, GUSTAV. What WOULD I tell you?

I love my dad and my village. Yeah, he can be a bit overbearing at times, but I can see why. I’m a rebellious little shit, and I caused a lot of trouble for him. And the village…I would die to protect my people. Oh Dad, I’m sorry….I hope everyone’s doing alright….

Besides not getting eaten by a giant? I did my trainings to get all my marks. I guess you can call those hobbies….? I passed my archery test for the Mark of the Snake, led a successful pack hunt for my Mark of the Wolf, and passed the fishing trial for my Mark of the Bear

Usually it’s nightmares about getting eaten alive….being abducted by this dumbass didn’t help that—H-HEY! Don’t jostle the jar!! Fucker, you did that on purpose!! I see you snickering!!

(Glaring up at Gustav so intensely the sun couldn’t burn him to the same degree)

G: …..Huh? What? I wasn’t paying attention. 🤷‍♂️

Whew! I’ll leave these same questions for anyone else who wants to answer, as little or as many as you want in any order! ✨

Tagging (no pressure): @finickyfelix , @illarian-rambling , @saturnine-saturneight , @rivenantiqnerd , @noxxytocin , @pixies-love-envy , @honeybewrites , @drchenquill , @theaistired , @aintgonnatakethis , @willtheweaver , @autism-purgatory , @gioiaalbanoart , @alinacapellabooks , @fortunatetragedy , @theverumproject , @kaylinalexanderbooks , @wyked-ao3 , @addicted2coke-theothercoke , @paeliae-occasionally , @sunglasses-in-the-bentley , @jev-urisk , @thatuselesshuman , @lychhiker-writes +open tag! ✨

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‘til forever

chapter two - 3.9k

master list

Living on the westside of LA in sunny California was never exactly on my checklist of things I needed to accomplish in life, but opening up a car repair shop was - and this for some reason became the easiest place to do it. Truthfully I owed it all to Mason, the man I ran my apprenticeship under. He took a special liking to me during my time, and when he passed, with no kids of his own, he left his shop to me. My best friend moved out here, helped me run the social media and marketing for the shop, I kept some of the team adding some younger guys for more heavy lifting jobs. We did minor maintenance to the place, spruced it up to appeal to different kinds of people, and the shop has been doing better ever since.

One thing I didn’t expect to get out of this was friendships, but here I was, walking over to meet up with one of my coworkers turned friends, meeting his group of people and new girl. I quickly turn the corner,  walking into the bar, taking the last couple bites of my croissant, licking the left over chocolate off my fingers. Mitch was thankfully easy to spot, taller than most in the room, longer hair too.

“Harry!” He quickly called out when he spotted me, I chuckled, walking over as we quickly embraced, our hands patting each other's backs.

“Everyone, this is my boss, Harry, he owns the car shop I work at. Harry, this is Niall, Chase, Pauli, and of course Sarah.” 

Mitch flushed a deep shade of red as he introduced the woman he was now dating, and I chuckled, lifting my hand up to greet everyone, “Nice meeting you all, thanks for letting me crash.”

“Mitch told us you were new in town when you opened up the shop, so we weren’t going to say no! Everyone needs friends,” the mousy haired man named Niall said.

“He’s not off, just have my best friend from college here, Marlee, she’s actually joining us later as well.” I smiled, Sarah’s eyes perking up.

“Oh thank god, another girl! I was so scared I’d be in a giant testosterone fest all night,” she said, making us all chuckle.

“Well, Horan was supposed to get Bentley here, yet we have no Bentley,” the dark haired tattooed man who I assumed was Chase spoke, hitting Niall hard on his back.

“Listen, I can’t force her to do anything she doesn’t want to do. I don’t want to pressure her into making decisions she’s not ready to make,” Niall said, sipping his beer, a Guinness.

“Including finally giving you a chance,” Pauli quipped, making Niall fake a laugh, flipping them off. I couldn’t help myself and chuckle.

“Who’s Bentley?” I asked, holding my hand up for the bartender, quickly ordering myself a beer.

“She’s our late friend Louis’….ex? I guess that’s what we would call her now. Niall’s got a thing for her since they trauma bonded, but she won’t give him the green light,” Mitch rolled his eyes and Niall scoffed.

“I’ve never asked her to give me any green light. I’m fine just being her friend, that’s all I want,” his tone clearly bothered by everyone’s antics, and I couldn’t help but feel for the guy.

“Seems like you’ve been there for her after his passing, from what Mitch said, I now remember him mentioning the situation, I know she hasn’t let anyone else in, so ignore them. Especially this one, he fucks up a car for me at least once a week,” I teased Mitch; Pauli, Chase and Sarah laughing as I paid for my beer, taking a long sip with a smile on my face.

Niall raised both his eyebrows at Mitch, who quickly shot me a glare. The overall pointing of fingers was quickly broken when the door to the bar burst open, a short brunette tripping over herself, quickly straightening out and looking over in our direction. I broke into a big smile as I saw my pixie like best friend, her smile soon reflecting mine. Her cat-like hazel eyes seemed to glimmer, as she waved at me, her cheeks red with slight embarrassment.

“And that’s Marlee, my best friend,” I said, holding my beer glass out in her direction as she made her way over. She reached me and quickly buried herself in my embrace, my lips pressing a kiss to the top of her head softly.

“Hi guys, sorry for the grand entrance. You will learn I have two left feet,” she shrugged, taking my beer and sipping from it. Everyone laughed, introducing each other to her. It was nice to mix our friendship with Mitch’s friends. I was used to a big group of friends back home, so this just felt right.

“So you two met in college?” Sarah said, bringing me another beer as the boys moved to the side to have a conversation, eyes flicking to us constantly as they did.

“Yeah, we were in American Literature together. He sat next to me, he sucked at annotating his readings, I was amazing at it. One day, he leaned over and asked me to help him. I asked to be paid in pizza rolls and he added root beer on top of it and I was sold!” Marlee quickly explained, smiling up at me and I laughed.

“She always leaves out how I helped her with math, but college calculus is a touchy subject, we shall avoid,” I said, pretending to whisper at Sarah as Mitch called me over to the rest of the guys.

Walking past the girls, I messed with Marlee’s hair, reaching the guys, left hand deep in my pocket as I took a sip of my beer. Chase clearly looked like he might foam at the mouth if he didn’t speak soon, my eyes narrowing at him.

“So that’s just your best friend? Not your best friend you secretly have feelings for but too scared to admit?” Chase said quickly, head tilting forward, eyebrow raised.

“No, that’s my best friend and just that, my best friend.” I peeked over at Marlee, then back at the guys. I wasn’t lying, that’s all she was to me. There was only one moment in time when I thought there might be more, but that was quickly squashed by how wrong it felt when I tried to kiss her. She was like my sister, it couldn’t be anything more past that for me.

“So, she’s free game then?” He raised an eyebrow making me snort out a laugh. This was something definitely I was accustomed to, my best friend was beautiful with a personality to match. The amount of time I was approached for permission to attempt to woo her was anyone I had lost count of.

“Good luck, Marlee ain’t easy, and she’s picky as hell, mate. You can give it a try though, but…” I moved my lips from side to side, leaning in closer to him, “you hurt her, I don’t mess around either.”

Chase chuckled, tossing his hands up in the air, “I’m just here for a good time, friend. I set my boundaries clear and right from the very start. Now if you’ll excuse me, Marlee looks like she needs a refill.” 

He winked obnoxiously at us, my eyes trailing his path to my best friend, my head shaking as I locked eyes with Niall who rolled his, “Ignore Chase, he thinks with his dick, so naturally, he acts like one.”

We both laughed, Mitch choking on his beer as he did as well, “Righto!” He managed out as he cleared his throat, “Even tried to put moves on Bentley, Niall shut that down so quick.”

“He was taking advantage of her vulnerability, trying to get a pity fuck so he could say he did. Louis had just gone, it was fucking wrong!” Niall exclaimed, Mitch sending him a look, teasing the real reason why Niall put a stop to it. I felt for him. You could tell he truly cared for this Bentley character, everyone trying to make it a negative thing.

“Girls that have mates like us are lucky, don’t let these dick heads try and shake how you treat her. She will always appreciate it more than she vocalizes,” I smiled at him, a small nod from him in exchange, Mitch and Pauli looking at each other, then down, embarrassed that they were teasing Niall.

“So you and Harry have been friends for a bit now then?” Sarah asked as I drank more beer. Personally I hated beer and its taste, but the new environment meant I wasn’t ready to dip my toes into hard liquor around them. It was better for all those involved.

“Yeah, I feel like I’ve known him my whole life really. It was just an instant click. Now he can’t get rid of me,” I giggled, shrugging my shoulders as she nodded. Her green eyes and their curiosity let me know exactly what question was next, bracing myself for it.

“Nothing more there?” She leaned in, her eyes hopeful, as if it would add excitement to the situation. I licked my lips, biting down on my lower lip, shaking my head.

“Yeah no. We are just best friends and it ends there. He’s like a brother,” I said, the last sentence feeling like bile in my throat. Truth was, I loved him so much more than just as friends. It would never happen though, it would never be reciprocated; the imagine of him laughing as he leaned in to kiss me forever engraved on the back of my mind. I remember my heart racing, thinking this was finally the moment he would see me as more than just his friend. The moment he realized he felt for me how I felt for him.

It wasn’t. 

Instead, he laughed about how he wasn’t sure what he was thinking, apologizing, head shaking in disbelief. I never in my life readjusted my feelings so quickly, shoving him back and calling him a weirdo for even trying in the first place. The entire time, my heart breaking, eyes fighting the tears that wanted so badly to fall.

“Sometimes that’s for the best you know? I think we all need a best guy friend, but it’s hard when they always seem to want something more. I mean, even us girls cross that line too.” She said, sipping on her beer, so unaware of my feelings.

“What about you? How long have you known the guys?” I said, wanting to direct the conversation away from me and Harry.

“Oh, it’s my first time meeting everyone too. I just started dating Mitch a month ago, thought it was time to meet the friends,” she shrugged. I nodded, licking beer off my lips.

“Well then I’m glad we’ve been thrown into this together, men are strange, women superior always,” I raised both eyebrows at her and she lifted her glass to cheers with mine. I met hers, sipping on my beer as one of the boys approached us.

“It’s Marlee right?” He said, squeezing between Sarah and I, arm resting on the bar as he smiled up at me. I shot him a look of confusion, “Yes and you are? Sorry I’m not good with names.”

“I’m Chase, thought I would personally introduce myself. Just let you know I’m super excited to add you and Harry to the group. Maybe we, you and I, can even grab a bite sometimes,” he pinched his lower lip, my eyes flashing over at Sarah’s quickly. She shrugged, my eyes moving back to Chase.

“Mmm, we’ll see. Have to decide where you rank amongst the other guys. Let’s run the trial for about two weeks and then I’ll give you a rundown on where you land,” I smirked, winking at Sarah before pushing off the bar and walking towards Harry. From the immediate laughter coming from the guys I could only imagine what his face looked like behind me.

Slipping my hand around Harry’s waist, he pulled me in for a hug, shaking his head, “Couldn’t you at least give him five minutes of your time?”

“I didn’t completely let him down, I just let him know that I needed to test out the Irish one as well, Pauli too,” I said so only he could hear, his vanilla scent strong on his hair near my face.

“Marlee, Marlee, this is why we never make new friends,” he chuckled and I shrugged.

“I never needed anyone else so, eh,” brushing it off, because it was true, all I needed was Harry, that was enough. He wrapped me up in a tight embrace, kissing the top of my head like he often did.

Soon Sarah and Chase joined us again, everyone pushing past Chase’s lame attempt to ask me out. We shared embarrassing moments, how everyone met each other, Sarah and I planned to grab lunch later next week. As much as I hated the idea of sharing Harry’s time with other people, it did feel nice to make new friends. We all moved over to the pool tables, taking turns ordering rounds of beer and playing pool against one another.

Niall began asking Harry and Mitch about the shop, hoping to bring his car in for an oil change and to get his brake pads fixed. As always Harry began playing down how good he was at fixing cars and truly how successful his shop was. He was so humble, it was his best trait, and that’s why he had me, so I could sing his praises.

“Did you all know the shop is getting the AAA Award for Outstanding Service?” I piped in, Harry’s eye flicking to me, basically yelling at me for bringing it up. I ignored him, rolling my eyes, “Yeah, he’s the best in town too, 100% mark on the award.”

“Harry, you never mentioned that!” Mitch exclaimed, back handing his chest. Harry coughed, rubbing his chest softly as he laughed.

“It just slipped my mind, I don’t…I don’t really pay attention to those things,” he said, running his ring clad fingers through his hair.

Sarah scrolled through her phone, peeking her eyes up, “Harry that’s a really good award to have. You are registered with AAA and their website. That’s why you guys have been so busy, babe!” She exclaimed looking over at Mitch, “The shop is on the site so it directs more customers! Harry, that's so amazing. Oh my gosh we should celebrate!”

“Guys, please we really don’t have to—…”

“…—no we totally should mate! It’ll be further bonding and welcoming you in the group. Maybe it’ll finally get Bentley to come out,” Niall said, something hopeful in his voice. I had no idea who Bentley was, but she felt like the motivating factor in every aspect of his life choices.

“Yeah Harry, let us celebrate to get Bentley out!” I said, shifting my body next to Niall, pulling his lower lip down gently into a pout, “Do it for Niall and Bentley.”

Niall chuckled a bit, but kept his pout making Harry roll his eyes, “Fine, fine, we can plan something. There’s this arcade bar Marlee and I love, we can do something there, play games and shit. They have food too!”

“Perfect!” Sarah clapped her hands, moving to stand next to me, “Marlee and I will handle everything, you boys just show up, and Niall get the infamous Bentley to join us! It’ll be fun!”

—

Harry and I walked home, it was late but it was our favorite time to be out and about. The city was quiet and besides avoiding the few cars driving by, we could walk in the middle of the street.

“So everyone was really nice,” I smiled over at him, walking along the middle yellow divider, one foot in front of the other.

“Yeah, good people, normal friend group with their issues and drama. They actually lost their friend Louis about six months ago? That’s where that Bentley girl comes into play. She was dating Louis, and from what I gathered, Niall’s soft on her. Took care of her the most when he passed.”

“Mmm, that’s horrible. Do you know how it happened?” I said as he moved in front of me, walking on the same divider backwards.

“Nope. Just still feels new, you know? Mitch can barely talk about it when he does mention it. So I just avoid it,” he said, reaching out for my hands to help keep us balanced.

“I can’t even imagine losing you…I don’t know what I would do,” I said softly, his hands squeezing mine.

“I ain’t going nowhere, they’ll have to catch me first and I’m too fast,” he wiggled his furrowed brows, making me laugh.

“Yeah?” I said, my head tilting in a challenge, his hands quickly releasing mine.

“Oh come on Marlee, I drank so much beer,” he whined and I shrugged, instantly moving to tackle him, his strong arms quickly stopping me and picking me up over his shoulder, “You literally will never learn. I’m always too quick.”

I burst into laughter hitting his back over and over, “Put me down!” 

“Nope, this is how I’m getting you to your apartment. Learn your lesson,” he said, hitting my leg, my arm reaching up to pull his hair, “Ow! You brat!”

We both laughed, Harry staying true to his word, carrying me over his shoulder until we finally got to my apartment. He placed me down on the ground, helping me smooth out my hair like he often did. I inhaled, shivering slightly, something that he often ignored.

“Thanks for coming with me today, it always makes new situations easier,” he smiled, sticking his hands in his pockets.

“Course. I had a good time, and Sarah and I have lunch plans. Me, plans with a girl. Isn’t that insane?” I said with wide eyes, a soft chuckle from him, a smile from ear to ear.

“That is actually, so now I won’t be forced to go on every single shopping trip you decide to take,” he teased, my eyes narrowing.

“You know you enjoy those trips, I always buy you cinnamon pretzel bites!” I pointed at him, his lips pressing together, in a questioning manner.

“I mean…” his eyebrows raised, laughter leaving him as soon as my face dropped in disappointment, “I’m kidding, I’m kidding. I’ll be incredibly jealous of you and Sarah’s newfound friendship.”

“That’s better,” I said, starting to look for my keys in my purse, “So I finished all the marketing stuff for you, new flyers and all. I’ll drop them off after work tomorrow so you can go through and approve.”

“Sounds good, thanks, Mar, really. The shop got to where it was because of you, so thank you. You marketed the shit out of it,” he stuck his tongue in his cheek.

“I told you we were going to make it happen, but H, you did everything else. You fix the cars, I just let people know the hot guy in town can do the fixing,” I giggled, pulling out my keys.

“And Mitch appreciates it,” Harry joked, my hand moving to shove him back. I turned to my apartment door, unlocking the front door. I pulled it open, holding it open and peeking over at him.

“I’ll see you tomorrow then?” 

“Yeah, go get ready. I’ll call you when I get home so we can watch New Girl before bed,” he said, reaching over and holding the door open for me.

I looked at him nodding, wondering if he ever thought it was weird how we did this. How we called each other each night, watching New Girl until we fell asleep. It started as me making him watch it from the beginning, to now just rewatching random episodes each night.

“Don’t forget I get to choose the season tonight, I’m feeling three. It feels right,” I said, and he rolled his eyes. 

“Let me guess, episode five, because you can relate to Jess’ need to stick her nose in everyone’s life?” He tilted his head at me.

“Listen if I didn’t stick my nose in your life, you never would have kept the auto shop, so…kiss my ass, Harry. Night!.” I smiled, blowing him a kiss before turning on my heel and heading into my complex.

“Night you troll!” He called out, my hand sticking up and flipping him off, his laugh trailed behind me.

Everything about tonight felt right, which was a relief, because I didn’t know how I would face Mitch at work the next day if it didn’t work out. His friends were funny, friendly and just the right amount of messy to keep things interesting. Walking to my apartment, I couldn’t help but ponder over my encounter before the bar, the girl and the chocolate croissant constantly popping into my head throughout the night. She had a permanent sadness etched into the furrow of her brows, her lips seemed unable to twitch into a convincing smile.

I couldn’t move past how stunned she was at me using “no drama” a phrase I picked up from the Australian exchange students at Uni, never thinking much of it. I wanted to stop by again every morning and every afternoon at that little shop, hoping to see her again. I wanted to find out why her brows furrowed into such sadness, what put that sadness there.

My phone went off, buzzing on my bedside as I settled into bed; without looking I knew it was Marlee, ready for our bedtime ritual. I pulled the cover on my bed quickly slipping in before calling out to my phone.

“Hey Siri, call Marlee on speaker,” I said, grabbing my laptop and opening up, starting to set up the Netflix party so we could watch together.

“I’m more than positive I grew an inch,” Marlee said when she finally answered, my eyebrow raising in confusion.

“Mar, I’m more than positive you’re past your growing age,” I said quickly sending her the link.

“Can you please just accept I’ve grown an inch?” I heard her clear pout through the phone.

“Fine, fine you grew an inch,” I gave in, adjusting in bed the show starting as she pressed play on her end. The show began playing, filling the space, my body relaxing into my bed. I loved this tradition we had, sometimes we watched, sometimes it just played as we talked or fell asleep. I bit my lip as I thought about the croissant girl again, a sigh leaving me, “I had a weird interaction with a girl today. Not weird, just…interesting.”

I chuckled, Marlee readjusting on the other side of the phone, “Oh?” She said softly.

“I needed to eat something, so I went to the cafe under the apartment—…”

“…—wait like..the store?”

“Yeah, I just knew I would be drinking, so, I just went in. I saw this chocolate croissant, went to grab it and this girl reached for it too. Pulled back freaked out, and I told her no drama, you know, and she knew what it meant - but she was weirded out that I knew what it was. I don’t know…I guess I’m just intrigued by how sad she looked. Her eyebrows were permanently skewed,” I said, realizing I was rambling. I took a deep breath, clearing my throat, “I’m wondering if I’ll see her again.”

“Well. I guess you’ll just have to see what happens. You already sound…enamored? I guess,” she said quietly, clearly tired.

“Yeah, have to see. I’m not enamored…I just, I’m just curious - but, let’s just go to sleep now. I’m exhausted after today. Night fairy girl.”

“Mm, night Harry. Love you.”

“Love you always.”

[disabilityshowdown]

and with that, folks, we have finished the preliminaries!

our aim was to get 132 characters narrowed down to 64, we narrowed them down to 67, because of an amazing three polls where the difference was made by literally a single vote, and i think as far as preliminaries go, that's not preference that's chance (one vote may make the difference when it comes to the final rounds, bc then it's exciting, but here that's a tie)

you can view the complete set here

which means more importantly, i can reveal who those 67 are up against!

so without further ado, here are the 64 characters that you guys nominated the most, in order of who got the most nominations! (read left to right, up to down, or look at the list i'm about to put under the cut)

the post containing the full bracket can be found here, and as usual, image description and list of characters under the cut!

ID: An 8x8 square containing icons of the following 64 characters, in this order:

Eda Clawthorne (The Owl House) 

Hiccup and Toothless (they’re a set do not separate) (How to Train Your Dragon)

Barbara Gordon/Oracle (DC)

Toph Beifong (Avatar: the Last Airbender)

Edward Elric (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Ashton Greymoore (Critical Role)

Finn Mertens (Adventure Time)

Kitty Softpaws (Puss in Boots)

Matt Murdock/Daredevil (Marvel)

Clint Barton/Hawkeye (Marvel)

Nicholas Benedict (The Mysterious Benedict Society)

Donatello (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - both Rise and IDW)

Octavio Silva (Apex Legends)

Crutchie (Newsies)

Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader (Star Wars)

Amaya (The Dragon Prince)

Charles Xavier/Professor X (Marvel)

Viktor (Arcane)

Taimi (Guild Wars 2)

Johnny Joestar (Jojo's Bizarre Adventure)

Vash the Stampede (Trigun Stampede)

Drey Ferin (Just Roll With It)

Geordi LaForge (Star Trek)

Kaz Brekker (Six of Crows)

Melanie King (The Magnus Archives)

Snake (Zero Escape)

Future Leo (Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)

Janice Palmer (Welcome to Night Vale)

Luke Skywalker (Star Wars)

Alphonse Elric (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier (Marvel)

Della Duck (Ducktales)

Jayfeather (Warrior Cats)

Shouko Nishimiya (A Silent Voice)

Violet Evergarden (Violet Evergarden)

Briarlight (Warrior Cats)

Ticket Jerry (Dialtown)

Yang Xiao Long (RWBY)

Ricky Potts (Ride the Cyclone)

Jimmy Valmer (South Park)

Terezi Pyrope (Homestuck)

Bruno Madrigal (Encanto)

Gregory House (House MD)

Moon Knight (Marvel)

Shanks (One Piece)

Chai (Hi-Fi Rush)

Kazuhira Miller (Metal Gear Solid)

Izaya Orihara (Durarara)

Finnegan Wake (Monster High)

Frankie Stein (Monster High)

Sage Beldaruit (Witch Hat Atelier)

Urakawa Mamoru (Mega Man)

Teo (Avatar: the Last Airbender)

Tavros Nitram (Homestuck)

Hearthstone (Magnus Chase)

Tony Stark/Iron Man (Marvel)

Rani (Pixie Hollow)

Wilt (Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends)

Izumi Curtis (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Juno Steel (Penumbra Podcast)

Imperator Furiosa (Mad Max)

Bentley (Sly Cooper)

Quasimodo (Hunchback of Notre Dame)

Nagito Komaeda (Dangan Ronpa)

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[fantasyqueen502]

Ineffable gift

Word count: 682

Summary: After dinner at the Ritz everyone's favorite ineffable husbands find themselves gifted with a magical gift. Short story idea that most likely has grammatical errors. Let me know. Feel free to comment, like, and enjoy.

Rated: PG-13

Fluff, magical appearance of a child, kissing, love, lust, and hinting of an angel and demon doing the devil's tango.

After dinner at the Ritz, in good spirits celebrating the non-armageddon. 

Aziraphale reaches for the check. "I owe you a dinner." Crowley waves a bright red card, dropping it nonchalantly onto the table.

"You don't have to. I'm able to pay for my portion at least." his words fall on deaf ears as their waiter scoops up the check book and the demon's card. 

Rolling up to the bookshop.

"Be seeing ya an-"

"You can stay for the night."

The demon had to do a double take at how forward the usually shy and proper angel was.

"Stay?" He gawks.

"You had lots of wine. I wouldn't want any misfortune on my conscience."

"Right." The demon draws out with a smirk. Snapping his fingers, the Bentley doors locked. "My misfortune." 

"Yes." Azeriphal chirps. 

"My guardian angel." He Snickers. 

Love. 

The angel's breath hitched as a wave washed over him. Warm, soft, and sweet, like a fresh blanket from the dryer.

"Angel?" The demon calls, seeing the far away look in those blue eyes. "Aziraphale?" 

Reaching out to shake a shoulder. "Ang--" His words are muffled by the angel's mouth.

"I don't know what came over me!" He gasps. "I'm so sorry, Crowley." His floundering face flushed, looking anywhere but Crowley's face. The demon stands frozen in complete petrification. Speed walking to the shop's front door. Frantically searching through his keys. Opening the door it hits something. Looking at it, finding a hand holding it.

Crowley pushed the door closed, leaning over to meet the angel's eyes. 

"I felt love."

"I've seen you feel love, but I've never seen you react like this." 

"I think it was love, but it felt." He trails off a bloom of red on his cheeks, searching for the right words. "--it was scorching, raging, and passionate." 

"That's lust, dear angel."

The sun peeks in through the windows of the top floor of the bookshop, where the angel's flat was. Basking in the early morning sun, Crowley stretches, opening his eyes to see Azeriphale gazing at him.

"In any other situation, that's creepy. You're lucky you're so damn cute, angel." Leaning over to place a kiss on his lips.

 They are interrupted by a giggle. The two ethereal beings looking at each other. 

"That wasn't me."

"Oh, Crowley." He smiles. "No need to be bashful." Another giggle sounds. Both looking down between them. Lifting the blankets to find a grinning child with a red pixie cut.

"Ummmm---"

"How---wha---." The demon stammers.

"Hello, little one." The angel starts. Confusion, shock, and disbelief just beneath the surface. 

"Hi, dad." She smiles. Her blue eyes mirror his own. 

"Dad?" 

"Listen here, offspring. Who put you up to this? Haster, Beelzebub." He lists looking the child in the eyes.

"No one." She answers meekly.

"How did you get here!" he hissed.

"I dunno." Her voice cracks.

"Crowley." Azeriphal speaks up, catching the shimmer of tears welling up in the child's eyes.

"I'm sorry, Pater." She breaks into a sob, lifting the blankets over her head and concealing her face.

Yellow eyes widened. Not expecting such a word of his kind to pull at his heart. His kind's language "Pater" meaning father.

"Let us have breakfast. Yes." Waving his hands to miracle on some clothes for everyone. Extending his hand, the small child took his hand in his. "I'm sure we'll figure all of this out."

"How do we know she's ours. It's a million other explanations on where she came from." The angel smiles at something over Crowley's shoulder. His eyes meeting  his own, and he pointed with his eyes to look behind him.

He does so. Catching the child on her tiptoes in front of a hanging mirror on the wall. Trying on Crowley's signature sunglasses. She smiles, posting this way and that. Most of her features were those of the demons, softened by the angels'.

"She's most definitely ours, dear."

"Mine." He smiles. She snaps her fingers, and a spark of a flame flashes in the room for a quick second. "And yours." They watch her surprised expression as she snaps both hands in an array of sparks.

[somediyprojects]

Monkshood stitched by Tara Bentley. Pattern from the Poison Pixies Collection by Nora Corbet.

“Finished Monkshood today. It was a nice quicker stitch, and the beading wasn't ridiculous. I'll have to take a look at the other Poison Pixies.”

[picaresque-recaps]

Episode 1

The red sun was touching the tips of the oaks and cedars of the nameless wood west of the Black Marshes. The summer cicadas droned on loud and steady like the hammers of the men who pounded the palisade logs into the mud around the village of Brandonsford. The stream babbled unhurried past the village, its cool water shimmering in golden dapples. The people of Brandonsford were setting up defenses. They had every right to be scared. The dragon had been harrying them for two weeks and they were running out of options. Their only defense had been a group of hunters from George's lodge, but they were all dead now. George had come back alone, his right arm gone, and scarred in more ways than one. He had gone straight to his lodge and locked the door, refusing any company.

The black wyrm wasn't the only thing threatening the village. Faeries of all kinds have lived in this forest for millennia, stretching back far beyond the history of the men that settled here after The Mountain That Fell, hoping to harness its magic. Yes, the forest was a Wild place, and was home to many Wild creatures: a family of strange satyrs, pixies, river nixies, leprechauns, and even a giant. Recently, not long before the dragon appeared, a hobgoblin king and his score of minions had taken up residence in a ruined forest temple not too far to the north, if the hushed rumors spoken in the inns and the village circle were to be believed.

Eric, a round man of about forty-five, was worrying by candlelight in his home. His face was framed by thick brown mutton chops, and purple-ringed eyes fixed upon the parchment on his desk. One thousand gold pieces! He didn't know how the village would be able to pay such a bounty, but the dragon simply had to be dealt with. And the going rate for dragon-slaying had gone up in recent memory, of that he was sure. Eric remembered when the most a reeve had to shell out was gratitude and maybe a feast in the hero's honor. But those days were long past. To make matters worse, it was almost time for Brandonsford to renew their tribute to the elves of Castle Blackmarsh. The elf ambassador was here in the village, unable to travel because of the threat of the dragon. So, Eric, having no other options, signed the document and went out and nailed it to the quest board. Oh, I do hope some brave knight will come and kill the blasted thing, or I don't know what'll become of us! Eric thought, tired eyes wide.

The Clumsy Fox Tavern, normally a place of merriment, was rather dour this evening. The fiddler was taking the night off on account of his arthritis flaring up again, and so the only things to be heard were the nervous voices of villagers, the occasional clink of dishes on cutlery, the knock of hammers on wood outside, and the ever-present chatter of cicadas. The last light of day shone red on the interior of the tavern: a homely space, built of cedar and furnished with sturdy oaken tables and benches. The owner, Bentley, was a halfling with large round spectacles and thinning grey curls. His normally jolly expression was instead gloomy as he looked out over the sad lot drinking in his tavern. His three daughters could tell that their father wasn't himself, but they kept on washing the dishes. His wife glanced nervously at a table in the corner where four mysterious, cloaked outsiders sat in silence. They were from out of town, and had made no effort so far to seem neighborly.

At another table, four noble adventurers sat. Two gnomes, a human, and an elf. Bentley appreciated this type of traveler—the kind that buys lots of ale, tells interesting stories, and rescues the blacksmith's daughter. Bentley was drying a mug with a rag, not aware he was staring at the adventurers, lost in reverie. They seemed to be discussing matters of great importance, and Bentley sighed.

“No, no, my name is not ‘Bur-gull’, it’s Bergle, with a juh sound. Soft ‘g’,” said the old gnome dressed in mages’ robes.

“Where does a name like that come from, anyway?” asked Calmin, the other, much younger, gnome. He was wearing chain mail and had a shortsword at his side, and was on his fourth ale. Bergle’s brow furrowed at the question, and opened his mouth to respond.

The elf interjected, “Should we kill the dragon?” The two gnomes looked at him and blinked. Garold was well-traveled elf, and by the looks of his clothing, a well-off elf too.

“And how do you suppose we do that, Garold?”

“Well, that’s the part we would need to figure out, but it sure would get us a lot of coin.”

The human looked at Garold. He was still getting used to his new companions. Hammy was a man in his mid-twenties, and wore a simple white tunic and his head was shaved. The traditional apparel of a cleric of Thoth.

The door burst open and a man was standing in the threshold of the tavern, casting a long shadow over the swath of golden light.

“BENTLEY! I've just about had it with your rotten schemes! I don't know how you're doin' it, but I know you're tryin' to ruin me! You're not gonna get away with it!” The man shouting was Quinn, the owner of The Golden Egg Tavern. He had a white beard and piercing features, which were currently contorted in jealous anger. He pointed vigorously and shouted for a little while longer, turned, and stormed off across the village circle back to his own tavern.

The room was silent. This was quite the unexpected outburst from Quinn, who everyone knew as very friendly and mild-mannered. Murmurs began rippling across the tavern, and people were wondering if Quinn’s accusations were true, or if this was some kind of act to lift spirits, or if Quinn had finally cracked! In the corner, the cloaked outsiders were leaning in, whispering amongst themselves.

Bergle the gnome waved Bentley over to the table, and he approached, still somewhat stunned.

“What was all that about?” Bergle wondered.

Bentley collected himself, sighed, and pushed his spectacles back up to the bridge of his nose. “Ah, well, mister Quinn has been accusing me of stealing his beer. Says his beer is going missing, the beer he keeps in his cellar. No matter A mystery, that. I'm no thief. I run an honest business here, old Eric can attest to that. I ain't a cheater.”

“So Quinn thinks you're stealing his beer out of his cellar, and selling it here as your own?”

“Aye, that's about the size of it,” Bentley sighed, then squinted at the party of adventurers conspiratorially. “Say, you don't think you could investigate this, could you? Convince old Quinn that I ain't the thief he thinks I am?”

Garold leaned forward and folded his hands. “What’s in it… for us?”

[brandonwayneb]

Summary 'United States' at "SETS"

PLAY SETS TOY BOX MAP

Summary 'England' at "engGOOloss"

Floss Wax

End of USA

End of GOOSAY

USA, TEN

ENG, GUILD DANCE

Snake Free May Sea Zen

Dragon Free May Sea Zen

VOGUE SPEED SLINKY

Rainbow Hero

Red Hero

Valkyrie, Cupid

VICTORY PALESTINE

ALE 'CO BEER'

Brandon Wayne Burdett

XRAY Soviet union CIA CULTURE

Mona Lissa 07

Summary 'America' Rebecca

JEWISH Hercules RABBI

RED BABY CAKE

Summary "States"

SETS CORE VETS

Bentley, Beamer Maserati

Left Neck.

Summary England

GOOSE LOSS ENGGOOOLOSS

Snake

Dragon

NYE GOOSE

Speed Pay Vogue MIA CIAO

Aura ETERNITY

KNIGHT+*

Hit Topics

Pixie Floppy Police Polo Roid

Radio, Lana Del Ray

Best Friend, Doja Cat

Cyclone, Baby Bash T-Pain

Red Wine

Qupid, Palestine

Divine Heavenly

BLOOD ELF WORLD ORDER

International

VOGUE DRAGON

Androgyny

A genius genie

Allah Ali.

CIAO

SO..

SO..

TA..

TA..

NITROGEN OXIDES

VOGUE DRAGON

ANDROGYNOUS

ANDROGYNY

24/7

International

1) Blood, GENIE JINNER

2) Water, PURISTS Beststs Hydra+*

3) Anvil Forge Availability Everyone

Tom & Ava

Adman & Eve

Dragon Vogue

Voyager Agist

Voyager Misogynist

Master Mask

Cry MA!!

Sky Dragons

Red vELvet

Rainbow Raspberry Ketchup

IVY

Dragon Vogue

androgyny

ends world misogyny

Prayer Jennifer

Prayer Skylore

Valkyrie+

[vex-iii]

DO NOT REPOST! REBLOGS APRICIATED

enbians……….enbians……..

(In order, Pixie - Lexi, Jackson’s adoptive parents. Yes Lexi is supposed to have a plad flannel but I can’t draw that. Pixie goes by any pronouns while Lexi uses they-them!)

[wyked-ao3]

1 I am multi handed and double jointed (that's not as much fun as it sounds when you pop out a joint frequently due to it)

2 I'm shy and a introvert but I'm trying to be more sociable but if I am quiet for a day my anxiety won and I'm probably writing or reading and ignoring anything social lol.... I will pop back up.

3 I love all sorts of supernatural entities and mythology/lore (if it's demon, fae or angel related I'm hooked say no more...my standards for those three are extremely low..*I have picked up books that had them being hunted, due to it having them in it at all*.....) mythology pantheon I know a ton about in order if how much I have researched it Primordial,Celtic,Norse, Egypt, Greek, Roman, sumerian, Merlin (it's can be considered a sub category), Native American, Aztec....I'm forgetting a few but I think you get the point lol

4 I'm a huge nerd when it comes to animals or plants .... seriously I can keep a conversation on them going longer than I should and I love to garden

5. I tend to quote shows ... especially if they fit the situation or I don't have a script in place before hand and it's required to talk....

6. I'm probably dyslexic but have no official diagnosis (a few teachers suspected) I'm pretty open about that.

7. I love to read and comment even more than I like to write which is why I try to balance the two.

Bonus fact I also sketch although I don't particularly like drawing people but I'm trying my hand at it again. @sunglasses-in-the-bentley you will probably be getting another slightly better mags sketch within a few days ;)

im tagging the last seven that are not you @jev-urisk or golden

Tagging @gioiaalbanoart @theaistired @shadowrubyhime @sunglasses-in-the-bentley @lychhiker-writes @stars-forever @pixies-love-envy

If you get this, answer with 5 random facts about yourself and then send it to the last 7 blogs in your notifications. Let's get to know the people behind the blogs! No pressure though 🤍

Uhhhhh letssseee... Jev facts...

I am mixed-handed (different from being ambidextrous) 👐

I have selective mutism and know sign language 🤟

I have caught and released 6 bats, no this was not planned, yes I got rabies shots. 🦇

Much of my writing begins with discord roleplays with one of my partners (the hot androgynous lesbian one) 😚

I have two partners dating me but not each other 💞

I am a drag performer and have looks based off most of my ocs 🫣

My hair is green 💚 and curly

I misread the numbers in the prompt so yall get two extra!

Sharing about myself can make me kinda nervous but I want to get to know people! Drop a comment?

[the-golden-comet]

✨🏴‍☠️💛🌈Peter Hart 2,000 Hit Celebration: Fanart Gallery🌈💛🏴‍☠️✨

I am astonished at the amount of support that Peter Hart has been receiving. Not long ago, I reached my 1500 hit milestone. Now, we’re at 2,000 hits. Wow. I—honestly don’t know what else to say besides thank you so, SO much!! 💛✨

I wanted to share a bit of that love from the community, so I have compiled a collection of fanarts that community members have shared with me. I obtained permission from each artist to repost their fanart of Peter Hart.

I ALWAYS appreciate any sort of fanart, fanfiction, or other fanworks that the community offers. My DMs and asks are always open if you want to share your love and support as well!

Make sure to give these artists in the community some love 💛✨

Moodboards by the lovely @jev-urisk:

Fanart of Peter by @autism-purgatory :

Fanart of Benji by @wyked-ao3 :

Fanart of Peter by @jev-urisk

(Also featured are OCs Kazimier from Jev’s 7 Circles and Royston from @fortunatetragedy ’s Doom Metal Love Story):

Fanart of Peter from Anonymous Fan:

Fanart of Peter from @lavender-gloom :

Thank you all! If you want to read Peter Hart, it’s available for free on Archive of Our Own, or if you want to support me further, you can buy a digital copy on Amazon Kindle eBooks 💛🏴‍☠️✨

✨👇Tag list for writing snippets below. DM me if you’d like to be added👇✨

Tag List for writing tidbits (lmk if you want + or -)

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[bentleyboy]

Grunge boys

[disabilityshowdown]

ROUND ONE: Complete

(Stay tuned for further updates)

(Full tournament list can be found here)

Round one winners under the cut:

Eda Clawthorne (Owl House)

Hiccup and Toothless (HTTYD)

Barbara Gordon (DC)

Toph Beifong (ATLA)

Edward Elric (FMA)

Ashton Greymoore (Critical Role)

Wade Wilson (Marvel)

Kitty Softpaws (Puss in Boots) AND Jean Havoc (FMA) - exact tie

Matt Murdock (Marvel)

Maedhros (Silmarillion)

Jancy True (Drawtectives)

Donatello (TMNT)

Dr Carmilla (The Mechanisms)

Nemo (Finding Nemo)

Renarin Kholin (Stormlight Archives)

Long John Silver (Treasure Planet)

Dagen Underthorn (Critical Role)

Viktor (Arcane)

Taimi (GW2)

Johnny Joestar (JJBA)

Vash the Stampede (Trigun Stampede)

Drey Ferin (JRWI)

Geordi La Forge (Star Trek)

Kaz Brekker (Six of Crows)

Melanie King (TMA)

Snake (Zero Escape)

Future Leo (ROTTMNT)

Janice Palmer (WtNV)

Wylan Van Eck (Six of Crows) AND Linh Cinder (Lunar Chronicles)

Alphonse Elric (FMA)

All Might (BNHA)

Della Duck (Ducktales)

Jayfeather (Warrior Cats)

Shouko Nishimiya (A Silent Voice)

Brightheart (Warrior Cats)

Briarlight (Warrior Cats)

Ticket Jerry (Dialtown) AND Darth Maul (Star Wars Rebels)

Dulcinea Septimus (Locked Tomb)

Ricky Potts (Ride the Cyclone)

Vanellope (Wreck-it Ralph)

Terezi Pyrope (Homestuck) AND Sam Vimes (Discworld)

Custas (Witch Hat Atelier)

Gunthrie Miggles-Rashbax (Dimension 20)

Moon Knight (Marvel)

Goro Majima (Yakuza)

Maria Robotnik (Sonic)

Kazuhira Miller (Metal Gear Solid)

Hermann Gottleib (Pacific Rim)

Heinz Doofenshmirtz (Phineas and Ferb)

Charlotte Webber (Marvel)

Sage Beldaruit (Witch Hat Atelier)

Mamoru Urakawa (Mega Man Battle Network)

Teo (AtLA)

Tavros Nitram (Homestuck)

Gabriella (Little Mermaid)

Mera Salamin (Epithet Erased)

Rani (Pixie Hollow)

Wilt (Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends)

Izumi Curtis (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Merle Highchurch (TAZ: Balance)

Massimo Marcovaldo (Luca)

Bentley (Sly Cooper)

Cyborg (Teen Titans)

Link (Legend of Zelda)