#buba rambles

[bubacorn]

i know it's not the exact same gesture but i would say it's close to it. as he lifts his hands, one of them is a little above the other, then he clasps them together. it's very 'i'll reach for you on faith alone'

sources: poster, leaflet, video

[mooninagust]

ray is so lonely he’s literally paying a dude to drink with him… and if i cry

[ynwa4eva]

Fuck my stupid buba life....

[caregivingchrysalises]

starlight? are you still awake? oh darling hi my little moon, thank you for welcoming me home angel, i’m happy to be back precious. you’re so sleepy honey, i appreciate you spending time waiting up for me but it’s important to get the proper rest sprout, growing blossoms like yourself need all of their energy baby~ i’m going to slip into something softer and then i think it’s time for us to fly to dreamland together sweetheart. i know going to bed can be scary love, but i promise i’ll protect you from all the scariness and shadows starlight. can buba pick you up love, i’ll give a count down okay? 3,,2,, up we go! there’s my little noble hi my love, alright did we have any stuffies waiting with you? we can’t leave them behind now can we! that’s right love they are part of our royal family, such a kind little leaf you are~ alright then, stuffies and starlight accounted for i do believe it’s time to get some rest don’t you dove? my it seems my royal rambles have flown you right off into dreamland, goodnight my little moon, your buba loves you in every galaxy angel~ rest well for me.

[babey-lewis]

buba lew, sends hugs, is feeling very very cuddly an eepy so sends more huggys than ready sents sorry. stuffies also sen hugs. are so cozys mama phellia cuddles right now and very nice. shes a froggie. hopes day go good an staring feels better. sorry rambling.

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Big hugs for my precious baby /p some nice eepy hugs to help you drift off to nini land <3

[kayens-corner]

Mm very stresy atm but I gotta blankie friend an my paci So is all gonna be okie dokie

Sleepy time now

[tomdiddlyumptious]

P.P| One Last Time... Please

Summary: you and peter, really, really, love Minecraft

Warnings: none? Cuteness and mostly sadness?

A/n: it hits different with the tapes of c418, Sweden. Or even stuff we did... this ones for my gamers. Love you babe.

you and peter go way back, from diapers. At eight playing minecraft and staying up till 7 in the morning and falling asleep on the floor, making May giggle but frightened about how you both left the pizza rolls in the oven. It was happy and cheerful.

but you distanced.

you became more popular and peter was slipping away finger by finger. Soon it was to late to hold on. He met ned and you met liz, the golden girls you both are, peter thought about you a lot, and you did too. But whenever you were online he wasnt and vice versa. It wasnt any of your faults, you just found makeup more satisfying then science.

you could only wish the best for each other and give a pat on the back for making it this far, you both loved each other after all, not like that. It was sad to let go but it was reality, and theres no faking that.

you let go of the xbox and threw it out, you kept the one and only game forever though, unlocking memories and making you miss peter, a lot. To much. You instantly bought a ps4 and set everything up, becoming online and playing minecraft for a while, only to get bored and sad at the entrance.

the potions you sipped and make an ice trail, called it roller skating. It just all fell back to peter, the only and only peter. The one whod kiss your bandaids and chase you around the apartment until the food was ready or you had athsma attack, which peter would also kiss away, but hed kiss your heart most importantly.

"youll never catch me! Haha!" Your eight year old self giggled as peters hands were out, chasing you and wanting to wrap his hands around your waist.

"your no gingerbread man! Get over here!" He said as he ran faster. You breath suddenly quickened as you started to slow down and fall on your knees, your breath rigged as you held your heart, peters eyebrows furrowed as he watched your body fall.

he slowed down when he walked up to you on your knees "hey, are you okay?" He asked and he got on his knees before you, you looked at him as your heartbeat was still fast. He bit his lip and put his hand on top of yours, holding it.

"May, im scared... i dont think y/ns alright!" He screamed as he watched your body, you knees got weak as your legs made a 'w' peter still not letting your hand go.

May quickly made her way over and looked at your body, her phone falling as she ran to you and gently removed peters hand, picking you up bridal style "open the door for me hun, we need to go too the doctors" peter nodded and ran to open the foor swiftly, grabbing the keys from the bowl and unlocking the car as may was already walking down the stairs as fast as she can.

the ride was quick and had peter rambling "is she alright? Her heartbeat us fast, MAY ANSWER, is she gonna die? Oh no please y/n dont die please, i need you, what about minecraft? Please?" He asked, unbuckling the seatbelt and making his way over to your still hot body and soothing your cheek with his thumb.

you sat in the hospital bed all checked up, smiling as may brought you boba that peter ordered for you.

"your safe now, y/n. They told me your heart is like heavy or something, i pay attention dont worry. Let me make you feel better please" he whispered to you, his short body trying to climb up the bed, he pulled down your dress a bit to get to you top of your chest, just below your collarbone, to press a soft kiss.

"that should make it feel better"

and it did. So when you played COD online you came across 'peteyspakistan' and your eyebrows furrowd in confusion as he invited you to a party, currently 12:00 at night, you answered of course.

"hey, y/n"

you put your mic on mute to gasp and get up from the end of your bed to jump on it, soon reminding yourself to say hi back.

"hi, petey"

"thats funny, your still the only one who calls me that"

"shouldnt i be the only one?"

peters heart warmed as the memories flooded his mind, he bit his lip as he soon closed his recent game to play minecraft, soon inviting you.

"hows your heart, buba" he called you it because your obsession with boba.

"i dont know wanna kiss it again?" You reply as you enter his game, the classic “wonders of the y/n and peter saga”

You both lived in a separate but same house, just connected, you lived in a desert to replicate star wars just a bit, robbed villagers, ran away from baby zombies who sat on chickens, went swimming a whole lot. You and peter were against the world.

“Hey, you arent no gingerbread man” his voice a bit raspy as he chuckled to himself.

“Oh be quiet” you said as you walked in your house, the classic quartz and white block floor with the pretty pink wool walls, a dog named “bobo” and a flag of pink, purple, and blue. Which you didnt know was gonna pop back into your life with actual meaning.

You and peter breaded your dogs a few times, his dogs name was “spike” he wanted cats at first but they were to hard to get.

“Hey wanna make a little change to the house?” He asks, you reply with a yes as he breaks his bed and comes to you, placing the old style red one next to the other red one, his steve crouching at your alex repeatedly as he jumps and lands into bed.

You laugh and lay right next to him.

“That was totally worth losing your checkpoint” you joke and peter gets it, laughing.

“Hey wanna come over and burn some pizza rolls?”

“Of course, peter. Can you warm my heart too?”

“Id love too”

[bubacorn]

i want to take a second to once again point out that Vessel himself is 'the line between' in this picture, as well as the central part of the sigil in this version. his body is literally the arch/gate/whatever you want to interpret it as. welcome me in

[bubacorn]

my ST anniversary rambling, i guess?

today marks a year since i found Sleep Token (well, technically, give or take a few days because the 26th is when i added the albums to my music library, if we want to be exact, and i listened to a few songs from TMBTE a couple of days before that). i remember really liking the first 4 songs from TMBTE, my very first playlist consisted of them and i was a bit 'meh' about the rest. then i started listening to all the albums (Sundowning took some time to get into) and gradually adding songs to my playlist. i very quickly ended up with a playlists that's basically most of their songs in chronological order

i could go on and on about the community and how much i learned and gained from this band on an emotional level but that would get way too long and personal. me getting into them happened to coincide with some events in my life but i do believe that it was very much a 'right place, right time' thing (even more so, since i stumbled onto them on TikTok just as i was on there less and less, then i got tired of it for good and started being more active on tumblr and the fics came and well. here we are)

soon, it's gonna be one year since my first ST fic and me starting to write regularly, which is hard to believe because the past year basically passed without me noticing. it doesn't mean that it's any less meaningful, though. then, in November i get to go to my first ritual which is still unbelievable to me. i have so many thoughts and feelings but i'm just gonna feel them and hope some of it comes across. and if you got this far, have two pictures that represent my state of mind ever since last August

[bubacorn]

okay. so. today marks 6 months of me posting Sleep Token fanfiction. which is wild. half a year. i just wanna say thank you to everyone who's read my works and left kudos and comments. it truly means the world to me. i am so grateful for this community and the lovely, kind people in it, encouraging and helping each other and sharing art. sending everyone a big hug and a forehead kiss. you all are wonderful and deserve all the nice things! 💜💐 also, you're always welcome in my inbox/dms. this extends to any time you want to come and talk to me about ST or whatever. i just thought i would reiterate. thank you! love you.

[bubacorn]

okay, excuse my Metallica brainrot once again, but Nothing Else Matters? Could be such a Vessel/II song? Like, in the beginning? And Vessel just realizes that it might be more than just friendly, brotherly love. And II maybe realized it earlier. But it's them and it's so sappy and cliché, but 'Never opened myself this way'? 'All these words I don't just say'? 'Trust I seek and I find in you'? Vessel saying all that with the song and it's them. I am so sorry, the Black Album got me emotional about fictional masked man.

Also the lines 'And do you still believe/ That nothing else matters?' in Euclid. I could never understand why people always say that it's a reference to Blood Sport, cause that's different in my head. That's 'You say it doesn't matter'. I'm not saying that isn't a valid interpretation, I like that it links the albums together. But for me in Blood Sport it's about all the things Vessel never said and the other person doesn't care about them, his feelings and thoughts don't matter in the end. And in Euclid it's more like 'do you still think of me from the little things? do you still remember when you said nothing else matters but us?'. I don't know. Brain just overflowed so I had to type this.

[bubacorn]

i can't cook for shit, but i made mac and cheese with steamed veggies (zucchini, carrots and mushrooms), and gods. food is good sometimes. also, multivitamin flavored tea, which is really similar to a juice.

[bubacorn]

sometimes i feel wretched but then make myself carbonara and buy donuts and go :)) inside for a little bit

[bubacorn]

i love it when it's Big Sad Time (TM) and my brain's music suggestions are as follows: Hey Ya, Is It Really You?, Missing Limbs and Are You Really Okay? as i try to find which one hits the spot at the moment

[bubacorn]

am i actively making myself devastated sad and almost cry with two fics i'm working on? mayhaps.

[bubacorn]

i love it when i'm at that point in working on a fic where i open my document, reread the same few parts that hurt right in my meow meow, then don't write anything. just checking back if the hurt is still hurting.