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playername-player-of-games · 7 months ago
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oli and 🌸
🌸: draw a character with flowers that match their personality (did i pick good ones let's find out together)
hiii so do you remember in empires s2 when all of the empires all had to bring some artifact/item important to their empire to pix's museum? this is that except instead Pix goes on a road trip with the Historian’s Guild to gather all of them in person and Oli tags along per Gem's request and the real adventure was the queerplatonic relationship we made along the way. have some olipix <3
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Oli wipes his hands on his pants. "We've got nothin' to do today, yeah?"
Pix nods, "everyone's spending the day in town, and once they're back we'll have to do a headcount and pack up so we can leave first thing tomorrow."
"Okay but like, we're not doing anything 'til they get back, yeah?"
"Er- yes? Oli, what do you have planned?"
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They end up in a flower field just outside of camp- still accessible, for anyone who needs the leader of the guild, but tucked away behind two caravans in a way that makes it feel as though they're alone.
Oli circles around one caravan with a fist full of flowers and a cream patchwork picnic blanket draped over one arm. Pix scoops up the two books Oli allowed him to bring, and helps spread out the blanket.
"I picked some daisies for you," Oli says as they settle- Pix stacking his books, and Oli spreading out rows of tiny blossoms, "I hope that's alright."
"That's fine."
Pix watches him sort them- length, number of petals, general shape- he smiles to himself and picks up a book and quill.
Oli looks up, "Oi, what are you doing, fella?"
"Sorting out assignments," he scratches jobs beside names, wishing he'd brought a pencil instead when ink drips onto his fingers. "Everyone will need a job when they get back to camp."
"What? No no," Oli reaches for his quill- Pix tilts the book out of his reach, looking up to see Oli's frown. "You're meant to be relaxing. Put that away, sir!"
Pix releases his quill. Oli snatches it by the feather and sets it aside, the black ink leaving stains on the blanket.
"I'll need to do it later," Pix says as Oli takes his book. He blows on the open page to dry the ink a bit faster, then closes it and sets that aside as well, placing the quill on top.
"Yes, later." Oli brushes loose petals off his pants and smiles at him, "now go find some flowers for me! I want an elegant crown, Pixlriffs. Utterly stunning in every way, and I will settle for nothing less than perfection."
Pix chuckles, getting to his feet. His other book sits on the blanket- Oli snatches that too and starts stacking daisies on it. So much for reading on the way. Oli waves him off.
"Go! Flowers don't pick themselves, Pix."
"I'm going, I'm going," he steps carefully off the blanket, already scanning the treeline for patches of flowers. He spots some in the nearby field and starts that way. Azure bluets maybe? Or some poppies?
"Oh, Pix?"
"Hm?"
"Will you get my ribbon box, please, when you come back? I left it in our room."
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Pixl returns to the blanket with an armful of sunflowers, cornflowers, and a box of decorative ribbons. Oli's tugging the box out of his hand before he's even settled on the blanket, and he scrambles to keep a hold on all the flowers he's gathered.
"Thank you for this," Oli says. He isn't looking at him when he says it, already digging through the bright colored ribbons, pulling out orange, gold, red, pink, setting them all aside. There's a half finished daisy chain laid out over one of his thighs, and a small pile of discarded daisies next to the quill.
"You're welcome," Pix answers, setting out his flowers between them on the blanket. He sorts them simpler than Oli did, sunflowers here, cornflowers there, and soon Oli is putting ribbons in his hands-
"I'd like these ones."
Blue and white, with light lacy trim on the sides. Barely noticeable, but a nice, subtle touch.
"Pretty please," Oli says.
Pix smiles, "I'll do my best."
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Their meandering conversation cuts off as Oli lifts himself onto his knees and shuffles across the blanket.
He holds out his daisy chain crown, "hold still."
Pix pauses his weaving and bows his head just so, making it easier for Oli to reach. A light weight settles, then pulls away. Oli fluffs up his hair a bit, then the light weight is back, and he's shuffling back.
"There we are!" Oli beams, bright as the sun, as pride and fondness overwhelm his tone. "Beautiful."
Pix laughs, "thank you."
"Anytime." Oli looks down at the mess he's made of the flowers. Pix resumes his weaving as he makes two piles of the flowers- sunflowers here, cornflowers there, this time at the edge of the blanket. Still within reach, but clear enough now for Oli to fully lay down with his head in Pixl's lap.
"Is this alright?" he asks.
Pix brushes his nose with a cornflower as if it's a paintbrush, chuckling at the side eye he gives before swatting the flower away.
"You're fine," Pix tells him.
"Good. I'm going to nap."
Pix picks up another sunflower and starts fitting it onto the crown. "Goodnight."
He wraps the ribbon and other stems around to keep it in place. Oli's eyes are closed. He's frowning. He opens one eye to glare up at Pix.
"What, no sweet wishes? No goodnight kiss?"
Pix pulls off a loose petal and places it in the center of Oli's forehead.
"I'm working on your crown, Oli," he brushes the petal off, runs his fingers through Oli's hair. "Nothing less than perfection, remember?"
Oli pouts, closing his eyes again. "Fine."
Pix chuckles, "sweet dreams."
"Thank you."
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Oli doesn't end up napping.
He doesn't exactly talk, either- at least not with his usual gusto. He's calm, quiet, handing Pixl whatever flowers he can't reach and complimenting the daisy crown, and correcting any little mistakes Pixl's made with his crown. Guild members come and go, some joining in conversations, others requesting help- when Oli isn't needed he turns to hide his face until Pix can talk to him again. They dance between topics that are easy to pick up and drop off as needed- favorite pattern of horse, how to decorate the caravan, what they'll do with the dragon when it hatches.
Pix requests a final cornflower. Oli passes it over.
"Do you really like me?" Oli asks, soft as petals.
Pix ties off the last ribbon and meets his eye with a smile. "I do."
Oli smiles, blinking sleepily. Pix lifts the crown.
"You ready for your crown?"
Oli brightens. Slowly pushes himself up and turns around so that he's facing Pix- Pix turns the crown around so that the ribbons will trail down his back. Oli bows his head. Pix fluffs up his hair and gently places it atop his head- adjusting until it fits nicely.
When Oli looks up, he's got a crown of sunflowers and cornflowers, with white and blue ribbons peeking through the gaps. The sun and the sky, the brightest days captured in his smile.
Pix reaches out, pulling the ribbons off of Oli's shoulders so that they hang freely down his back. Oli watches the movement, catches Pix's hand as he pulls away.
"Thank you for this," Oli says, holding Pix's hand in both of his. He traces lines between his freckles, as if they're constellations. "I know work is important, but rest is important too, and I thought a break would be nice."
Pix cups Oli's cheek in his hand, gently cutting him off. He kisses his forehead and tucks him into a hug.
"Thank you for this," Pix answers, carefully running a hand up and down his back. Oli holds on tight. "This was nice."
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the1trueanon · 1 year ago
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actor au wally for you guys to nom on while i work on oc/story lore :3 i agree he's adorable, but also like. the prettiest man. ever. and i would tell that to his face. everyday.
actor au belongs to @frillsand >w< i love their work and au so much
alt version under the cut, done by request of a very good friend -w-
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hehehehe oh to give him a smooch and watch him turn as red as his bow >:3
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morallygays · 7 months ago
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couldnt stop thinking about it so
(other versions under the cut)
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smilesrobotlover · 1 year ago
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Giving a Goron a secret stone is dangerous
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h1tokas · 4 months ago
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do you know how excited i am for this
im back in my haikyu era y’all
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mugsys · 5 months ago
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trying to conquer artblock rn pookiez, herez a treat :3
(watch tumblr fuck up tge quality ...... ))
fresh : loverofpiggies
sage : loverofpiggies (again)
chilli powder : loverofpiggies (3rd time..))
fell : vic/underfella
greaser : radsee
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boxfullaturtles · 13 days ago
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Looks like Goretello has set up a "haunted house" for Halloween. It's...hard to say if any of that blood is real or not...
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Alternatively, you could just skip the house altogether and visit his lab! A rare invite indeed!
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happistar · 2 months ago
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How many invisible things do you think this man has lost?
(Lodgetember Day 2 - Griffin)
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sageofthestarz · 6 months ago
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This started out as a two sentence thought that got out of hand into a ficlet;
Ifrit can't let himself relax when it comes to sex.
It's an act, it has to be a show, he has to make sure it goes perfectly for his partner
He keeps himself quiet other than a few very controlled moans that are at the room that times. Though he longs to whimper and whine through it.
He's sensitive as can be, can easily get off with just a little grinding. Start playing with his nipples while you're at it? He's a whining puddle willing to beg you for more
He knows that's not what people want from him though. He's seen as a full dominant top. Keeps up that persona because he knows that's what they enjoy from him
The overexcited handsome jock who can and will fuck you into next week
He revels in the times he's had where he doesn't need to keep that up
They're rare. He never asks for it, but always wants it, craves it
Zephyr's the easiest, a mate, a friend, such a caring lover
Ifrit can't always fuck Zeph like he's used to, can't be too rough, can't be treating them rough, sometimes they can't even handle the soft of sex
The first time Zeph asked to just touch for awhile Ifrit froze, unsure of how to proceed
It was a motions thing for him, a routine, he didn't know how to go about anything that was outside of it
Zeph just gives a soft laugh at how shocked his fire ghoul looks and starts to direct him
"straddle my hips, mmhm- good boy~" the air ghoul purred as a Ifrit settled, eyes blown wide at the shock those two wordd sent though him
"Grind that pretty cock against me now, common. Rock those hips- slower- enjoy the feelings. There's no rush. Relax those shoulders.. there we are"
Cold hands slid up under the the fire ghouls shirt and over chest sending another shiver though the male as thumbs pressed over the hardened buds
Ifrits eyes fluttered shit, his hips stuttering for a moment before he found the rythem again. Letting out a heavy sigh as he allowed himself to do as the air ghoul said and just.. feel
It came out before he could stop it, a cracked little "hmn-nggg~" of a whine when Zeph gave them a soft pinch, his cock visibly kicking through his pants
"My, someone likes that doesn't he~" Zeph breathed out, enjoying the soft rocking against his own achingly hard cock
"Fuck.. sorry just-" he held back another noise as Zeph repeated the motion. Hips stuttering and eyes rolling back having to bite his lip "sensitive.." he mumbled out, trying to keep his voice steady
Zeph shushed him, pressing a soft kiss to his lips that Ifrit all but melted into "Less talking, more of those delicious noises~" he whispered working his way down the collum of his neck nipping at the skin as his lovers head tilted for him
"Who would've known you were so pretty like this.." he takes a nice grab at Ifrits chest rubbing down his pecks to then slip the shirt off running his tongue from the ghouls collar done to take a nipple into his mouth
It was a bit of an awkward angle, but all the worth it feeling how Ifrit tensed and shook with a strangled whine, hips rutting against his faster as the ghouls cool tongue worked over the bud
To say Ifirt was overwhelmed was an understatement. He never would've thought that something so simple so.. normal would make him feel so much
The realization of how close he was hit him all to fast, eyes going wide as the pressure built rapidly, barley getting out a small "Z-Zeph- gonna- fuck~ " before the ghoul was trembling. A uncontrollable whimper, eyes screwed shit as he came in hot hard spurts into his one jeans
Zeph guided his head to rest against his shoulder moving to rub his back as he went though the after shocks, chest heaving as he tried to take in enough air
"Such a good boy.. shame you never let me touch sooner. You're so pretty when you cum, you know that baby?" His voice is honey sweet and Ifrit can do nothing but hide his face in his shoulder, those words making his cock kick another rope from him
They stayed like that until Ifrits body stopped shaking, moving to lay them both down. The fire ghoul feeling uncharistically clingy, that the air ghoul was happy to meet
"You didn't.." Ifirt started, brain fuzzy as he brought a hand to Zephs thigh, to which he was met with a tut and a kiss to his head "Don't need to, I'm more then happy with what happened" he purred
Ifrit seemed conflicted, stuck between wanting to trust his partners words and run on instinct. Zeph shushed him as if he could hear his thoughts "If we're feeling up to it later you can do whatever you wish. For now, I'd like for us to rest"
Ifrit have a small nod, moving to sit up on the air ghouls request as he cleaned up the fire ghoul before throwing the comforter over them
"Thank you.." Ifirt said quietly, head against Zephs chest "Always my flame. Anytime you'd like okay?" Ifrit nodded, feeling the most relaxed he had in a long time as he dozed off along with his partner
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playername-player-of-games · 4 months ago
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what else can i say about cessation uhhh
grian is in it but he's a monkey
mumbo is in it but he's a blue heron
pearl is in it and she's the goddess of the sky and she has these beautiful brown wings and she could kill you very easily but she won't. she and gem spar probably more often than they should but they are besties so it's fine. she could pass for a mortal, i think, she has clever ways to hide her wings and holding her hand makes you feel like the sun is warming the very core of your being. hugs from her are solid and comforting. she smells like sunshine. she smells like nighttime. she smells like the air after rain. she smells like birds- a farm, a chicken coop- which shouldn't be good smells all things considered, but this is comforting in the way that coming home is, and there is safety in her smile.
gem is in it, she's a deer centaur and fwhip's sister.
fwhip is a vampire
joel, scar, and cub (maybe) are vexes
etho is a shapeshifting fox who follows cleo around the entire time
bdubs is there. the sun god. god of the forest. the god of life, loud and boisterous. the god of springtime. look at me !! look at the forest coming back after winter !! look at the way the leaves are green, the flowers sprouting up to say good morning, the way they close up their buds when it's time to say goodnight!!
scott is. probably there. idk where im putting him yet but he'll be there. perhaps some kind of star spirit. supposed to be working alongside the goddess of the sky but kinda doin his own thing.
i haven't thought about. bigb. hrrrrmmmmm. might make him a horse or somethin i haven't decided yet.
what other lifers are there. uhhh. im missing so many i'll think of them later <3
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alchemisticramblings · 7 months ago
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chess tips from your local five hundred year old man
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thinkingabout-girls · 4 months ago
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we’re back on the grind 💪💪 @deweydecimal-system get absolutely fucking got
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iridescent-solstice · 5 months ago
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Guys! . . . Guess what shenanigans i'm up to atm- 🙇🏻‍♀️ What if I . . . Yknow just what if, cause i'm lowkey so tempted rn. Should I? 👀 Someone from the last legacy and touch starved fandom, tell me if it's worth the hype!!
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3v3rl4stingbr4in · 6 months ago
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I just realized I never drew Anisa so I fixed that.
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arsenicflame · 3 months ago
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The thing about Jack's Izzy is that he was never supposed to be Jack's Izzy. It was supposed to be a temporary thing, to teach Ed and Sam a lesson, to escape their constant tugging at him to decide who he was going with. He'd been beginning to feel more like their favourite toy, a pawn in their endless stupid fight, than a person whose opinion they actually cared about. He tells them he hasn't decided, that he doesn't want to decide, but it goes over their heads every time, too focused on "winning" him.
So when it comes to it, after Hornigold's gone, after they've won, and they're asking him again before he's even had chance to clean the blood from his sword, let alone his hands, he just blurts out "Jack"
To say everyone's shocked is an understatement. Sam and Ed's shocked "What's?" are only drowned out by Jack’s own. It's not like he hasn't known the whole time he was never in the running, he hadn't even asked Izzy because he knew he'd just laugh in his face. He loved Izzy just as much as they did, but it was never the same for Izzy. He never had the drive of Sam & Ed, the passion, the potential. He was Calico Jack, too stupid, too immature, too much of a drunk to be a worthy captain. (never mind that Izzy had always seen through that cover, seen the way he used the act to keep himself safe, seen that he was never really as drunk as he acted, seen the way he played people to get what he wanted. It didn't matter. He wasn't Ed or Sam, and that's all that really mattered in the end)
Izzy sits firm in his split second decision, telling them that he's fed up with all this bullshit, and Jack's the only one who listens to him, so he's going with him. Jack's not stupid enough to question Izzy further, so they take one of Hornigold's fleet & a handful of crew who hold no loyalty to the other boys, and set sail before it has a chance to turn into another mutiny.
The thing is, Izzy never really intended to stay. His plan was to leave with Jack for a month or so, fucking around achieving nothing while his boys got their heads out of their asses, then go back once hes actually had space to make a decision, to decide who he wants to be, free of anyone else's expectations. Only, having Izzy there to impress makes Jack pull his act together fast. He's desperate to prove he's worthy of Izzy's time, cutting back on all the dicking around and making a genuine effort to be a worthy Captain for him. He's not perfect by any means, but they're actually doing ok.
And for Izzy, it's like someone's lifted a weight off of his shoulders. He hadn't realised it until he was away, but being with Sam & Ed had felt crushing towards the end, both of them expecting so much from him, wanting him to be someone who wasn't quite him, wanting him to help them build a legend. And maybe he wanted that, maybe he would love it in another life, but it's also nice to not have expectations. Jack never wants him to be anything other than himself, and it's been pretty nice, learning who Izzy Hands is. He thinks he might like the guy.
So it goes from there. A month passes and Izzy makes no mention of meeting up with the others. Then two, then three, and before long he's forgetting that he ever seriously planned to leave. He stays, and they make it work, together. It's not perfect, it was never going to be, but they have something that makes them both happy. And that's enough.
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comyet · 2 years ago
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Has anyone ever asked what your favorite color is?
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