#cleo: h-

[momsopposed2theoccult]

Ms Chatham is the most insane character ever. She really just Shows Up. 

[beeturtlle]

WHAT

[heres-someart]

I blacked out and redrew Hermitcraft text chat

The original text if you want it:

[grossion5z]

this took embarrassingly long to edit

[lynnospen]

You're a majorwood artist too, right! Ohhh my god they're my favorite they're my muse omg omg omg Scott pilgrim majorwood au would be so awesome. Scott's 7 evil exes... Jimmy, sausage, pearl- all of Scott's exes are so nice! Making them evil would be really funny, idk, what are u thinking :3

hey so I'm not saying anything but pearl as roxie richter

[mousegirlpodcast]

sorry I put your strawberry slime gf into my juul and took a hit and did a dope ass vape trick. She’s in a better place (the upper atmosphere)

[leafatlaw]

Widowers alliance return !!! but at what cost... (possibly the end of gem and the scotts)

[shortfeather]

And today's "deeply distracting au while i wait for my wrist to calm down from attempting to write for too long" iiiiiiiiiis Subnautica! an inevitability for every fandom i'm in after a certain point tbh i just LOVE Subnautica... would love to actually play it myself one day when i have a better computer

ANYWAYS I'm spicing it up this time by mashing both games together and also really mixing up the hermits.

The premise is that the Hermatrix Convoy (HC), a trio of spaceships that travels together in a group as a defense measure against outside dangers, is on its journey. When they have to reroute to slingshot 4546-B, they don't think it's going to be a problem. Knowing the planet is uninhabited and that no other ships are nearby, they all go for the slingshot at the same time, separated by mere seconds.

The gun, of course, gets them all.

Hermatrix-1 crashes in a shallow part of the flooded surface in the subtropics (the setting of the first game) and completely loses the ship, though a dozen survive. Hermatrix-2 crashes in the arctic (Subnautica: Below Zero); their ship remains habitable for survival, but barely, and eight survive.

Hermatrix-3, the smallest of the convoy, manages to switch to planetside navigation and mitigates the damage from the crash. If they want to get off-planet, they'll need some serious repairs, but in the meantime they can still move through the water like a particularly clumsy and slow submarine. The problem is figuring out where they are besides "deep, deep underwater," and what exactly the giant lifeforms the scanner insists are out there are...

Of course, there's groups within each ship as well. The friend groups of HC's staff and passengers does not necessarily correlate to ship assignment, which only adds to the stress of crashing on a supposedly-safe planet's anti-spacecraft gun.

Hermatrix-1's survivors: BDubs (architect, passenger), Zedaph (theoretical physicist), Pearl (janitor), Beef (psychologist), False (metallurgist, passenger), Etho (navigator), Scar (actor, passenger), Hypno (gov't agent, passenger), Iskall (athlete, passenger), xB (xenohistorian, passenger), Jevin (communicator specialist), Keralis (doctor)

Hermatrix-2's survivors: Ren (captain), Xisuma (cybersec specialist), Gem (ambassador, passenger), Impulse (chemist, passenger), Wels (bodyguard, passenger), Joe (teacher, passenger), Cub (CEO, pasenger), Grian (shipwright)

Hermatrix-3's survivors: Doc (spacecraft engineer), Mumbo (architect, passenger), Stress (pharmacologist), Tango (mechanical engineer, passenger), Cleo (acting captain)

If it doesn't clarify them as a passenger, then they are a member of the ship's crew. Loosely based on s9 roles, if that wasn't clear - though some of these are definitely going to change because I don't know some of these Hermits well enough yet.

[ggblasts]

Spotted: The Pogues—Kiara Carrera, Cleo Anderson, Sarah Cameron, John B Routledge, Pope Heyward, and JJ Maybank—gathered in hushed tones at a corner store in the dead of night. And what, pray tell, was the cause of their wide-eyed stares? A single slip of paper clutched tightly in John B's hand. The tension in the air was palpable as they huddled together, casting anxious glances at the door as if they were expecting someone—or something—at any moment. The Pogues may be known for their chaotic adventures, but this time, it looks like they've found themselves tangled in something far more dangerous than just another treasure hunt.

Rumor has it, that ticket isn’t just any old receipt or lottery scratcher. No, word on the street is that John B’s holding a one-way ticket to trouble. Sources say it's a clue, something tied to the mysterious fortune they’ve been chasing for what feels like forever. But why the sudden urgency? Could it be connected to a new player in the game, or are the Pogues about to gamble with something far more valuable than gold? Whatever it is, the look on Kiara's face was enough to make even the most seasoned thrill-seeker think twice. And let’s not forget Sarah, who, for once, didn’t have that fearless Cameron smirk plastered across her face. Instead, she was biting her lip, her eyes darting between John B and the door like she knows they’re running out of time.

But the real question is—what’s on that ticket, John B? JJ, ever the wild card, looked ready to bolt or brawl, whichever came first. Cleo stood beside him, cool as ever, though even she couldn’t hide the flicker of worry that crossed her face. Whatever’s coming, it’s clear the Pogues aren’t ready for it. And with Pope standing off to the side, his usual logical calm barely holding steady, it’s safe to say this isn’t just some regular Pogue mischief.

Sources whisper it might be coordinates—a cryptic location leading them to the next step of their hunt, or perhaps a dangerous detour they hadn’t planned for. But some are saying it’s something much worse. A name, perhaps? A warning? One thing’s for sure, though—the Pogues are in over their heads, and this little errand at the corner store just turned into the calm before the storm. Don’t be fooled by their usual bravado. If they’re as spooked as they looked last night, whatever's on that ticket could be the beginning of the end for this crew.

So what’s the play, John B? Will the Pogues band together and face whatever darkness that ticket’s leading them into? Or will this be the final split for our favorite ragtag group of treasure hunters? With tensions running high and time running out, it’s anyone’s guess how this will unfold. But one thing is certain: the Pogues might want to think twice before they cash in on whatever deal that ticket is promising.

Stay tuned, Upper East Siders. Something tells me we’re about to witness the Pogues’ most dangerous adventure yet—and not everyone’s coming out unscathed. Tick tock, darlings. The countdown begins.

XOXO, Gossip Girl

@thekiaracarrera @cleoanderson @hisarahcameron @johnnxbooker @pope--heyward @tfjjmaybank

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[starsweepers]

the more i learn about cleo and deuce in the ( original ) show the more i'm actually like. kind of mad at the new show and live action for splitting them?

[nixotinix]

I don't know if I ever posted this art???

So yea here's an art dump, all done over the span of ~3 months

Yea woo look at all this cool art yea awesome wow good job nix you can do pencil good

[thetaoofbetty]

if i get her a tree of her own, she’ll still do this anyway won’t she?

[greenvengeance]

i need to flesh out a mm verse

[asterssunzephyr]

Does Gem murders someone when an anti villain hero? Or is that a line she doesn't cross?

‼️DARK HUMOR BELOW. LIKE JOKING ABT DEATH HUMOR‼️

Other than herself? hm..

Yes, yes she does. Ren is first on her list, since he killed Lizzie; next on the list is Cleo & if it wasnt for Jimmy stopping her, Cleo & Joey would both be dead.

[obxsummer]

P4L // JJ Maybank

pairing: jj maybank x reader

summary: aka the season 4 ending the audience and pogues deserved.

warnings: S4P2 SPOILERS

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Morocco was proving to be one hell of a challenge for all of you. Every corner had more of your friends pulling off to play defense or act as a distraction. Pope, Kiara, and Cleo had left in an attempt to hold off the mercenary crew, leaving you, JJ, and Rafe to finish the mission and find the crown.

With Rafe out on the option to climb, JJ had volunteered which left you all in the current situation. JJ was trying to pull himself up on the stone statue as wind and sand whipped at your faces. 

“Be careful!” You yelled up to him, hoping your voice wouldn’t get carried away before it reached him.

You’d been so heartbroken for JJ over the past few weeks - from losing Poguelandia, finding out Luke wasn’t his dad, all the shit with the gold and Enduro… you could really use a win. JJ deserved a win more than anything. 

“Shit, here they come,” Rafe spoke up as he caught sight of the mercenaries who were catching up. “Stay here! I’ll go down and buy us some time.”

“Rafe, no!” You tried to ignore the pit of fear in your stomach but it was grabbing you tighter than you had ever felt before. “They’ll kill you!”

Rafe shook his head. “I’m a killer too! Got nothing to lose!”

Your face contorted into an odd expression at his response before you let him go and turned your attention back to JJ. He was getting closer and closer to the top but you knew he had no clue what to look for.

“JJ, hurry!” You coughed around the sand in your throat and walked closer to see him better.

After a moment, you could hear him cheer in excitement. “Yeah, baby! We did it!”

You tucked your head down as a particularly strong blast nearly knocked you off your feet. You could barely make out his figure in the storm around you as he stumbled his way toward you. “JJ! We gotta get out of here!”

 “I’m good, I’m good!” He reassured as he got closer. “I’m great, actually.”

He shifted the scarf around his neck to reveal the crown, the Blue Crown, that you guys had risked your lives to get here in search of. 

“Oh my God,” You gasped before cheering in excitement. “Do you know what this means?”

JJ pulled the headwrap off to see you better, his hands moving the crown closer so you could hold it yourself. “We’re getting it back. We’re getting our home back.”

The celebrating was cut short as JJ caught sight of something behind you before shoving the show of you out of the way. A gunshot rang out seconds later, warning enough that the two of you needed to keep moving. 

“Go, go, go. I’ve got ya!” JJ’s hand wrapped itself into yours as he took the lead, weaving the two of you through tunnels and structures before you could even blink. The storm was starting to die down, the wind and sand slowing as you guys moved deeper into the town. 

Your run was cut short as JJ slammed on the brakes and you ran into his back. “J?” You asked, confused before you caught sight of the person in front of him.

Chandler Groff had caused JJ so much pain in the few weeks your group had come to know him. From disowning him as a baby, to almost killing him, and the constant manipulation, you were beginning to wonder if Luke was the lesser of the two evils. Life had been so unkind to JJ and you refused to let this man take anything else from him. 

Groff gave the two of you a wicked smile. His knife gleamed against the sunshine, the reflection coasting your eyes as you realized you were defenseless. He moved the blade closer in your direction. “You know what I want.”

JJ’s grip on your hand tightened. There’s a lot of things he would do if you weren’t here, but you were, and that meant you were his top priority.

“And if we don’t?” You tilted your head, mockingly. It was two against one here, even if he had a shitty knife.

“Then I’ll kill you both and leave your friends to find you in bits and pieces.”

You squeezed JJ’s hand twice, a silent signal that you were ready if he was. “Yeah, not happening.”

The two of you moved in tandem, your leg kicking up to knock the knife from his grip and JJ pouncing forward to pin his so-called father against the stone wall with an aggressiveness you hadn’t seen before. 

Groff groaned as his head slammed into the rough surface, eyes struggling to refocus. JJ leaned closer, his forearm pressing against the man’s throat harder. “Don’t you ever threaten her again, ya hear me?”

When Groff didn’t answer, JJ applied more force, relishing in the way the man groaned in pain. “You’ll regret ever crossing me.”

JJ wasn’t risking it and pulled back before slamming Chandler’s head back, effectively knocking the man unconscious. “Hard pass,” The blond teen spat, giving the man a hefty punch to the head to drive his point home. 

“You okay?” You asked quietly as JJ stared at the form of the man who he was beginning to trust. 

He twitched at the question before taking a deep breath. “Yeah, yeah.” His hand reached back to you, waiting for you to grab on. “Let’s go find our friends and get the hell out of here, yeah?”

You took his offer, kissing him softly before nodding in agreement. “Let’s do it.”

And the two of you ran off, leaving Chandler Groff to bleed out on his own, taking the karma he deserved with him to the grave. You had a treasure to celebrate.

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a/n: fuck u obx writers and goodbye.

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