#for the constellations. which. VERY cool

[hunxi-after-hours]

"Qin Zhou's" throat trembled as he quietly closed his eyes, no longer looking at those souls. "I will protect all of you." "Qin Zhou" slowly spoke his promise. In this moment, everyone heard only the promise, but Mu Sichen heard the words that Qin Zhou could not say out loud. "I will protect all of you, so that no divine monster can harm any of you, including myself." Accompanying these words, all of Qin Zhou's emotions vanished. Even desire, even aspiration, even hope — silently, he obliterated them all. All that was left in his soul was that promise. From this moment, he became Him.

ok ok ok I'll admit I haven't read many books that regularly use 祂 ta (the divine third-person pronoun) so maybe this is me 少见多怪 but GENUINELY this was such a cool moment. I almost had to take a lap around the subway car because this was so well done

[snowflop]

I forgot YouTube has a recap feature, yippee! I love music :)

[benetnvsch]

been rlly sick these past few days but !! Made his ref finally :) my silly guy,,,,,,

this is a more general ref for him versus Kitson's highly specific AU one which,,, whoops,,, good for him...

In The AU that Kitson's ref is from, Koi is the son of the guy Kitson is trying to hunt down (a bit awkward) and Koi himself is a type of vigilante and the two work in a reluctant type of team to try and find his dad

[echotunes]

astounded by how many different types of quotation marks ORV manages to employ btw. and how all of them make sense to differentiate different types of speech and such

[milkloafy]

wait..... this is hella cute!!! <3<3<3<3<3<3<3 if ur free to do reqs could you do hsr boys summer headcanons? im not sure if theyre open so it's fine if u dont thx!!! 🩷🩷

SUMMER SUN; SUMMER FUN — AVENTURINE, DAN HENG, JING YUAN

⋆｡˚ ❀ a/n: ty anon for the request!! :> yes they are open so request awayyy ! i love summer sm best season fr so this was such a fun vibe to write :3 i hope u enjoy! i wasn’t sure which hsr guys u wanted so i just picked my current favs AHDKSLDK 

𝜗𝜚 — AVENTURINE

aventurine would love going to the beach with you 

building sand castles, picking seashells, jumping over the shallow waves along the shore

it all feels fun and refreshing to him. something he did not have the luxury to feel when he was younger

at your encouragement, he signs the two of you up for surf lessons one day

aventurine is…not a natural 

you’re both falling off the boards and needing the instructor to come and fish you out of the waves

after a few too many close calls, aventurine decides he never wants to go surfing again 

when the sun sets and golden hour hits, you take one million photos of aventurine, at minimum 

he models and poses for you, enjoying your excitement whenever you get a good shot 

once you’d had your fill, aventurine sneaks a few photos of you as well

he shows you his favorite beach pic of you with a smile

“you’re prettier than the sunset” 

aventurine ends the day off by buying ice cream for the two of you as you head home <3 

𝜗𝜚 — DAN HENG

while dan heng likes the warmth, he is not a fan of the summer heat

he prefers staying indoors during the summer, at the library or in museum with minimal walking around outside during the day

however, he does like sitting underneath the shade of a tree and reading a book 

some days, he’ll set up a hammock between two trees and ask you to join him 

when the heat cools down and the darkness graces the earth, dan heng likes to walk around and go stargazing 

the temperature is perfect at night—not too hot but also not cold enough to need anything other than a long sleeve shirt or a light jacket

dan heng has read about all the constellations you can see in the summer 

he’s disappointed there’s too much light pollution in most places, but for the stars he can see, he points it out to you and explains the story behind it

what constellation it’s part of, what planet is next to it, is that a space vehicle or a cosmo? 

he would definitely go on one of those websites that sell you a star lmao and “buy” one for you

even though he’s aware it’s a scam, he know you’d find it cute. dan heng shows you the certificate of your new star ownership and the two of you look for the coordinates in the night sky together <3

“you deserve the universe, but for now i got you a star”

𝜗𝜚 — JING YUAN

jing yuan thinks going to an amusement park is the peak summertime activity 

doesn’t matter if you are sweating buckets waiting in the long lines surround by body heat. jing yuan comes prepared. he has a hat, a battery-powered fan with a built-in mist spray, and water bottles with ice 

of course, he shares all that with you once you get tired of using your foldable fan

jing yuan is an amusement park snack afficionado. a salty pretzel? yes. a sweet treat? yes. a whole ass turkey leg? also yes. 

you are never hungry during your outing since jing yuan has you covered 

when you want photos taken of you, you show jing yuan exactly how you want it—angle and zoom and everything

yet when he takes the photo, it comes out off

crooked. blurry. you’re half cut off…

the only good photo he took of you is one where you weren’t prepared and have a horrendously silly look on your face 

“jing yuan… delete that right now.” 

“why? i believe it is called a ‘candid’ by the young folks. very popular.” 

you may not have come out with good photos of yourself, but at least you and jing yuan had fun and will treasure these memories forever. no matter how bad the photo to capture it is. 

[sparrowlucero]

So what do we think Beebe's fish were then? I heard tell that the sailfin might have been a squid and that the angelfish was probably a comb jelly, but what about the giant dragonfish or the rainbow gar?

For those not in the know, in the 1930s, biologist William Beebe (who you (read: I) might know as the guy who predicted microraptor) and engineer Otis Barton (hollywood actor?? and designer of fucked up submarines and "jungle spaceships", ok otis) got into a fucked up submarine and went to the bottom of the ocean off the coast of bermuda (in what, iirc, was the first study of deep sea fish in their natural habitat), where he described several fish unknown to science. None of these fish have been identified since. (Side Note: to continue off of "audubon was unfamiliar with the bald eagle" in my last post, this one also has a theory I find a bit silly in "perhaps they just hallucinated fake fish from oxygen deprivation" despite both witnessing the same fish and a lot of his scary book about the dive that you can read here including many lucid observations of known species. It wasn't like he got down there and only saw weird fish and nothing else) The fish in order: Three-starred anglerfish, Abyssal Rainbow Gar, Pallid sailfin, Five-lined Constellation Fish

and yeah I do see why people think these might have been invertebrates mistakenly identified as fish. In his book, Beebe holds off on describing unfamiliar fish if he didn't see them well, but, you know, those little gars really do look like squid. I personally think the most likely one to be a real fish is the angler, since he saw it closely and was able to note several physiological differences in jaw structure that distinguished it from other angler fish.

The most notable one is the "Untouchable Bathysphere Fish", a giant 6 foot long dragonfish (largest known dragonfish is about 2 feet long):

Several minutes later, at 2100 feet, I had the most exciting experience of the whole dive. Two fish went very slowly by, not more than six or eight feet away, each of which was at least six feet in length. They were of the general shape of large barracudas, but with shorter jaws which were kept wide open all the time I watched them. A single line of strong lights, pale bluish, was strung down the body. The usual second line was quite absent. The eyes were very large, even for the great length of the fish. The undershot jaw was armed with numerous fangs which were illumined either by mucus or indirect internal lights. Vertical fins well back were one of the characters which placed it among the sea-dragons, Melanostomiatids, and were clearly seen when the fish passed through the beam. There were two long tentacles, hanging down from the body, each tipped with a pair of separate, luminous bodies, the upper reddish, the lower one blue. These twitched and jerked along beneath the fish, one undoubtedly arising from the chin, and the other far back near the tail. I could see neither the stem of the tentacles nor any paired fins, although both were certainly present. This is the fish I subsequently named Bathysphera intacta, the Untouchable Bathysphere Fish.

I believe this solely because it's really cool Though I want posit a theory I've never heard before: it's almost never remarked upon that he discovered these weird fish over a live (now lost media that no one is searching for, get on that) NBC radio broadcast. Maybe he just made up some cool sea monsters with a big climactic sea serpent for said broadcast, both because I would totally do that if it were me and also so he had a good excuse to sign off and get the fuck out of this situation:

[xoxochb]

Ok, could I PLEASE get a Leo x fem!reader fan fic where they're best friends but both want to be more (maybe they kiss...idk) ??? Pls, I'm desperate. There's not enough Leo fanfics and you're such a good writer.

— astronomy nerd

warnings: leo has W rizz 💯 (do people still say this?) pairing: leo valdez x fem! reader

“well anyways, there is no sound in space because there’s no atmosphere to carry the sound vibrations. It’s really cool if you think about it. are you thinking about it? whatever, did you know the sunsets on mars are blue? how cool is that?! and one million earths could fit in the sun, isn’t that awesome! just imagine that, the sun is huge, I mean seriously-”

your voice trails off forever, you had been talking non stop about miscellaneous outer space facts since leo had walked into your cabin and caught you reading a planet book. it’s not that he hated listening to you talk, gods no, he would listen to you talk for hours on end without a stop but in this particular moment he found himself distracted by the bright smile adorning your lips, he can’t seem to tear his eyes away. and with you being too busy caught up in your space talk you fail to realize leo hadn’t been listening

but you did, however, finally take notice when you ask him a question and he doesn’t respond, stuck in some kind of daze. you call out his name three times before snapping your fingers in front of his eyes, making them widen and his cheeks flush red

“you weren’t listening” you point out

“I’m sorry I- uhm, I’ll listen now. sorry”

you sigh. “what do you think about creating life on mars?”

creating…life? it doesn’t even take a second for leo’s brain to go from concentrating on your words to imagining creating life within you, forget fucking mars, when you’re older and leave camp preferably married with kids. with your good looks and his humor that’d be one hell of a child! he can’t suppress the widening grin, which you additionally notice

“you’re not listening again! what are you thinking about?”

“I think you should!”

your brows furrow at the late reply to your question. “okay… well I surely can’t. but the scientists at nasa know that mars has water so really if you think about it we need to bring seeds from earth to mars and we can build trees, y’know? then that will create oxygen— mars has a very thin atmosphere meaning you can’t breathe on it, but if you just put this huge tent around it the oxygen would start flowing and you’d be able to breathe. does that make sense?”

“what would the tent do if there’s no atmosphere on mars though?”

“I watched a movie about it once… but… you make a good point” you frown, realizing your information had gotten mixed. leo mirrors your expression when he realizes he had upset you. the aura of the room suddenly becomes very awkward

don’t say something stupid don’t say something stupid don’t say something stupid-

leo’s mouth fails him. “what does a star win in a competition?”

your lips twitching upwards was worth the idiotic joke he’s about to respond to

“a constellation prize”

“I have another! what type of music do planets sing?”

“what type?”

“nep-tunes!”

your laugh progresses. “where did you find these jokes?”

(the second he found out you liked astronomy and outer space he had researched like crazy so he could come up with the best jokes possible to impress you). he shrugs. “I made them myself”

“really?”

oh gods he hopes the blush on his face isn’t visible. “yeah…”

“you should be, like, a stand up comedian or something. you’re really good”

okay, yeah, he’s gonna put a ring on it the first chance he can get (your wedding has been elaborately planned already, he keeps the plans hidden underneath his mattress). with your smile as bright as the stars, eyes reflections of the moon, your hair cascading over your shoulders like the sunset over the evening sky, extremely captivating to the eyes of the silly son of hepheastus. he hoped he didn’t look like a lovesick puppy right now, staring at you like this, yet he’s surprised to find your gaze mirrors his. oh no

no no no. leo prays to ever god and goddess he’s aware of that you can’t visible see his cherry red cheeks or his smile of contentment

“do you think there’s more than one universe?” he blurts out

“of course. why?”

“because I think I’d love you all the same in every one regardless of our forms”

good gods of olympus your heart skips a beat or two. act casual

“even if I was a worm?”

“I’d build you a terrarium”

“If I was a star?”

“I’d place myself next to you”

you shouldn’t be tearing up at the thought of this but you can’t help the drops of salty water that fall from your eyes. “In every universe would you be staring at my lips instead of listening to what I’m saying?”

“if your lips always look this kissable, then yes”

oh gods oh gods oh gods oh gods so this is really happening? this is real life? surely, truly?

“leo, can I-”

“please”

you suck in a breath and whisper, “I’ve never done this before”

“I haven’t either”

very slowly, almost like neither of you had moved at all, you lean in until your lips finally meet in the middle at last. not just the first kiss, because this surely was not going to be the last

[strawb3rrystar]

Kinktober Day 23: Rough sex

Pairing: Patrick Hockstetter x Fem! Reader

Warnings: p in v, unprotected sex, slight throat play and hair pulling, biting and stuff, creampie, not proofread

Word count: 683

✰Masterlist

Patrick was the biggest psychopath in the school. He liked killing things for fun and lighting things on fire. But he especially liked you. How could you tell? Well, he started leaving dead bugs in your locker. Since you were absolutely disgusted by that, to the point you refused to go near your locker, he decided to try a different approach. Instead, he left wild flowers and love notes, hoping that you would actually like him back. Patrick had never felt this way about anyone before. He had never cared for someone like he cared for you. Could it be called love, or just insane infatuation.

Either way, you still gave him a chance in the end. Your first date was... interesting. A bonfire under the stars. It was the most fun date a guy had ever taken you on, that's for sure. Your friends thought you had lost your mind when you started dating him. Some of them even made secret plans for your funeral. But, as it turns out, dating Patrick wasn't all that bad. The dates were never boring, he always had a cool spot to show you. He was very protective of you and wouldn't let his friends tease you one bit.

One night the two of you snuck out, going into the dark forest to explore. It was actually quite nice being out there. The flick of Patrick's lighter, the night air, the calmed sounds of the forest. You really should appreciate the places around you more often. Eventually, the two of you come across a clearing, the stars shining above you. Patrick wrapped his arm around your waist, kissing your neck. You shoot him a glance, watching him put his lighter in his pocket. His kisses travel up to your jaw and then to your cheek. Massaging your waist softly. You turned your head to look at him and immediately his lips are on yours. The kiss is filled with unfiltered passion and lust. Patrick guiding you back against a tree as you wrap your arms around his neck.

He makes quick work off your bottoms, the cool air hitting your skin. A shiver runs down your spine when you hear his belt unbuckle. Patrick wastes no time, taking off his pants and boxers. He lifts you up, gripping your thigh to keep you upright. You pull your panties to the side, feeling his cock against your folds. He lines himself up, kissing your lips when he pushes into you. Since the two of you have sex quite often this didn't hurt you. After he bottoms out you wrap your legs around him. When he starts thrusting your hand comes up to grab the back of his neck, squeezing it harshly. Patrick groans, biting at your collarbone. He picks up the speed of his thrusts, his hips snapping against yours. In the echoey forest the sounds from you two were even louder than usual. You'd be surprised if you didn't wake up any wildlife.

Pushing that thought aside, you run your fingers through his hair, then pull on it when he hits the spongy spot inside of you. Tilting your head back allows him more access to your neck as moans spill from your lips. Your bodies were pressed up against each other, chest colliding as he thrusts up into you. Patrick decides to bully that one spot he found, causing pleasure to erupt through you. Your orgasm was fast approaching, walls fluttering around his cock. You grab onto his neck, pulling him into a kiss.

To which he accepts, your hand squeezes the sides of his throat. That turned him on to no end, his thrusts getting faster and rougher. Soon, you were gushing all over his cock, pussy clenching around his length. Your breaths mixed, foreheads together, letting you ride your high. Patrick came inside you soon after, letting out the prettiest moan you've ever heard in your entire life. After setting you down and getting clothed once more, the two of you would go star gazing, pointing out all the constellations you could see.

Star's notes -> Could I single handedly bring back the fanfiction side of the IT fandom on tumblr?

(This is day 23 of Kinktober 2024, for full list see here)

Taglist -> @marchsfreakshow @comewhatmayy @americangoofball444 @httpstes @tommysaxes

@nerdyjeansblog @creepypasta-m4t @fear-is-truth @american-horror-whore

[roselookingatthemoon]

Trans!Regulus Au in which Sirius often sneaked out with Regulus to show him the stars (pre Regulus coming out).

On one of those nights, Sirius and R* are lying on their backs and look up at the sky filled with stars as they always do. Sirius laughs as he just found the Lupin constellation for the first time. "It's moony!" He says and grins to himself. R* has long forgotten the stars in favour of watching at his brother. Sirius started to grow out his hair. Soon it will reach shoulder length, just as R*'s hair. He doesn't understand, if R* could, he would cut his hair off without a second thought. He looks back up, his mouth opening and closing again and again, as he contemplates how to phrase his next words. How could he describe this lingering feeling deep inside of his chest, to his big brother?

"I think..." It came out broken, but it caught the attention of Sirius, as R* could see his brother's head turn in the corner of his eyes. His own eyes are focused on the stars in the sky. "I'm a boy." it bursts out of him. A secret he had carried in his shoulders for over a year now. He immediately bites down on his lip, afraid to say anything else.

Sirius is silent. R* doesn't dare to shift his eyes from the stars to glance at his brother. This isn't how people describe it. There's no invisible load taken off his shoulders. If anything, there seems to be more pressing down on him, hindering him to breath. R* can feel himself spiral. If not even Sirius excepts him, who will?

"I never told you this, but..." Sirius starts. His voice is calm, his eyes fixed on the night sky again. R* glances over at his brother. A small smile was playing on the older boy's lips. "I always loved Regulus way more than the star our parents named you after. It's the heart of the lion, just like Sirius is the heart of the dog. The lion may not be as cool and awesome as the dog-" Sirius laughs at this part, but instantly turns serious again "-but he is a very, very brave animal. Just like you, brother." Sirius turns his head again to catch R*'s eyes.

This time R* answers the stare as a grin, that mirrors the one on Sirius' face, tucks at his lips. "Regulus." He tests out the sound. The way the letters roll from his tongue. "Yeah, I like that." Regulus looks back up to the stars and when he finds the lion constellation, he feels like the Regulus star ist burning brighter than normally.

And that's how the one person who always was just like a parent to him (way more than his biological ones), gave Regulus his name.

[just-some-user-hunny]

Nikto headcanons...

Here are some of my nikto headcanons!

Dividers credits=

@rookthornesartistry

@anitalenia

@adornedwithlight

Images are not mine <3

Nikto man is covered in scars and burns- they're gnarly and rough and biting.

They cover the expanse of his chest and back, deep scar tissue running along his left side- the skin rough and almost scaly to the touch. He's hardened from the biting cold. Hardened from cruelty. An impenetrable vault of gnawed steel.

Prominent thick veins run up his hands and arms and v-line, and the expanse of his palms are rough and gritty and run hot. There's discolouration on his body, especially his left side, where you can tell there have been skin grafts and surgical procedures done to attempt to replace missing skin and muscle tissue, along with burnt skin. There are ripping and tearing scars in his shoulders and neck, which seems like canine bite marks- possibly having been mauled by dogs. It appears he had tattoos once- now left as scraps of skin and blotted messy ink, most of it burnt away or torn off. The skin grafts over his right shoulder, the wide expanse of his chest, and right side of his body almost seemed pieced together like a jigsaw of flesh. Incomplete tattoos, discolouration, scars. Like Frankenstein's monster.

He's built like a brute. Thick shoulders and arms, muscled hips and thighs, and a strong torso. Over winter he puts on fat- a pillowy layer of fat covering his thighs and stomach and chest. His build is strong- but not overly toned like a bodybuilder. Dark hair decorating the expanse of his chest and forearms.

His eyes are blue. Not the bright, blinding light blue you're imagining. They're like rain- grey and cool and icy, piecing and pinpointing. Intense and searching. Like Gunmetal and black ice.

The first time he takes his mask off, it's safe to say he's never been this terrified in his life. You've captured glimpses of his lower jaw and mouth whenever he peeled it up to eat or drink down his black cherry tea, and even then he seemed timid. Timid like a fighting pit dog whose wounds are fresh and exposed. You can see there is damage- how much, you cannot speculate exactly, but by the sight of a few more teeth than usual peeking through torn flesh, you can tell his wounds were heavy. Both physically, and emotionally. His lips are rough and torn, an attempt at a grin sliced into the flesh of the corner of his mouth- stretching out across his lower cheek in a violent snarling tear. He always seems a little embarrassed whenever he drinks around you- it's subtle, he's trying to be subtle, but you can tell by the way he makes himself eerily scarce in the moment that he's trying to disappear. His eyes avert, he struggles for a moment to swallow, and then he's timidly looking back at you. Like he's returned to his body, to the moment where he's sitting in the kitchen with you.

He lets you do it.

You take it off for him.

You're not sure you've heard him right. But he's as serious as ever, glacial blue eyes pinpoint with your own- like he was peering into your very soul.

You're settled between his legs, standing as he's slumped fidgety on your couch. His hands are squeezing at your hips anxiously; grounding himself as his chest rises and falls quicker than usual.

Your fingertips ghost over his lips, tracing the rough scarred tissue and the plumpness of his lower lip. He gazes up at you like you are the moon, like you placed the stars in the sky.

You do it slowly- noting his grip tightening on your hips as you peel away at the mask. His fingertips almost bruising, but he's shaking too.

You peel it away from his skin, revealing more and more of him to you. There are things you've never seen before- like the few light freckles that lay upon his cheek, wispy like constellations. His nose is prominent and crooked, a slavic nose. Strong. Nikto's eyes are still on you as you take him in and his knee is bouncing now. Like he wants to get up and run. But he stays put- like his straggling trust in you is stronger than the fear.

It's off quicker than expected. A head of dark mahogany hair, dark brows, and stressed lines in his forehead- all revealed like naked flesh. It's a little shocking- but in a good, refreshing way. You've never seen his face like this- all the glimpses of features you've had now laid out in front of you like a completed puzzle. He's beautiful.

A familiar stranger.

The damage you've glimpsed whenever he tucked that thick fabric up over his mouth is clear to see now, and you can see just how much it takes room on his face. The left side of his face is scarred and discoloured- acid burns? Fire? A part of his brow at the end is missing, where hair doesn't grow anymore.

Nikto feels naked. More naked than ever, and it leaves him angsty. Your eyes are drinking him in, gentle fingertips tracing his skin and nose- and it feels nice. But his whole existence is a bare festering wound, and he can't decide if he wants to flinch away from you and snarl- or ease into you like you're the balm that'll finally ease the sting.

"Andre".

You utter his name like it's a happy prayer. Like it's sunlight and warm tea that soothes your cold hands and soul. Something good. Something you want.

He's something you want.

Something in him crumbles, and before he knows it, you're lightly wiping your fingers under his eyes to dry the tears in his waterline. A deep  harrowing choke catches in his throat, and he's embracing you close like a life raft. Pressing his face hard into your stomach, as you scratch at the nape of his neck and pull at his short hair a little. You understand him.

That little sting grounds him, keeps him tethered to the earth and you.

Keep him grounded. Please.

[justuraverageweirdo]

God au critters 1/4

HEY GANG GUESS WHO MADE AN AU :3

Anyways here’s some fun facts about them under the cut ^^

KickinChicken

Kickyboy here is the god of messengers, stars, maps, and way finding. If you’re lost, this is kind of the one you want for help.

He has the ability to literally turn people into constellations. He did it to Hoppy once during an argument when they were little and he got in so much trouble

So you see those cool markings under his eyes and well, his eyebrows? Yep, those aren’t eyebrows or cool markings. They’re extra eyes. He only opens them however, when he’s feeling extremely strong emotions. So basically when he gets really angry during a fight.

He, DogDay, and CatNap all have the ability to glow in the dark. Or whenever they feel like it, really.

He spends his nights up in space, taking care of the stars. It’s rumored that sometimes if you see a shooting star, you’re seeing him. It’s a good luck charm to the people of Placoa.

Due to often being in space at the same time as CatNap, the two of them were pretty close. Notice how I’m using past tense?

Has a down bad huge crush on Bubba. Yes this man is gay. Gay all the way. (He’s bi)

Due to his rebellious nature, he got in trouble very often when he was younger. This caused him to be scorned by the elders of the star temple, and the former god who came before him (his father). Because of this, he developed many insecurities and sometimes will take them out onto others. I may release a separate post talking about the world building.

Bubba Bubbaphant

Okay so Bubba is the god of knowledge, wisdom, memories, and strategy. And yes, that strategy counts for war strategy, meaning he’s also a war god.

He doesn’t have special abilities like say, Kickin, Picky, DogDay, CatNap or Hoppy, all he’s got is his brain. Which may not seem like much, but OH BELIEVE ME IT IS. He’s almost impossible to beat in a fight. No matter how flashy your moves are, he knows what you’re going to do before you do it. He plans eight different scenarios for literally every single fight. Literally the only way to beat him is to catch him off guard.

In his temple, there is a sacred place called the tower of memories. In there, there are these blue orbs that contain the memories of all the past gods and goddesses of wisdom. So if he ever needs tips, he can just go in there. He is the only one who can enter that place, however. The only one other than him who’s allowed in is DogDay.

Does he have feelings for Kickin? You bet he does. Is he oblivious to literally each and every single sign Kickin tries to give him that he’s into him? Oh yeah. 100%. He may be by the books smart, but people smart? Absolutely not. This man is helpless.

Anyways, eventually I’m going to turn this into a fic, but me and a friend still have to finish planning it out. It’ll be up on ao3 when it’s finished though. I’ll make a post about it. Anyways, Hoppy and Picky are next!

[getsteddiewithit]

Two People

——

just thinking about how steve and eddie would be the same people- just on opposite sides of the spectrum.

eddie would be so pale year-round, including during the summer on beach trips. he did not like exercising or being outside. and when he would join steve with being outside, he would be burnt to a crisp.

steve would be gorgeously tan, playing in the waves and the sand like a toddler. out there every day until the day they had to leave. he’s incredibly athletic and loves to move around. he would force eddie to go outside with him and he would be stuck applying aloe all over eddie’s back, but he wouldnt mind.

eddie likes his coffee ridiculously sweet- extra cream, flavoring, and sugar every time.

steve likes americanos- which eddie thinks is fucking disgusting.

but they both like an extra shot of espresso.

steve’s hair grows incredibly fast. one year in middle school, he went a whole summer without cutting it; his hair long and straight. he cut it off and has kept it short-ish since.

eddie’s hair grows slow. it’s untamed and curly and he will never, ever cut it. steve doesn’t want him to.

eddie is very sensitive and gets mad or frustrated easily, and it’s easy to get him worked up.

steve is cool and calm under any pressure, and it’s hard to make him mad. but he’s great at reading people, and knows how to calm eddie down quick.

eddie is loaded with piercings and tattoos and is completely fine with needles.

steve hates needles and will never get pierced or tattooed- with the exception of getting a matching tattoo with eddie in the future. eddie will have to hold his hand the entire time.

eddie is amused very easily, and steve does the joking and messing around.

steve’s body is covered in freckles and moles; it reminds eddie of constellations.

eddie’s skin would be completely bare if it weren’t for the multiple tattoos he has.

eddie loves rainy days and storms.

steve is afraid of thunder and loves the sun.

steve kills the bugs when they find some.

eddie is the one jumping to get away from them.

eddie is cold easily, steve is hot easily. they keep the thermostat at 67, no matter what. and both of them will get mad if the other decides to change it without talking about it first. (yes, they do have a whole discussion before changing the thermostat.)

eddie loves to bake.

steve loves to cook. (yes, there is a big difference.)

despite his appearance, eddie is not a big fan of horror movies.

steve is a huge horror movie buff.

these two- no matter how long they’ve been dating- can NOT take a shower together because eddie likes it burning hot and steve has to keep it cool.

these are all i have. i love them sm. thank you for reading. :)

[birdies-aus]

idk if u meant drawing or writing prompts but wowoowaowowaoowowowowowoaowowowow.... stargazing.... owoowowowo

okok but stargazing in my birdie au is very sillyy

bc birdie cannot pick out any of the constalations that wally tries to point out but pretends he can anywyas

wally absolutly memorized several several constalation stories before this date so he could seem cool- he also researched the starchart for where they were gonna be during that night

and also.. me n a friend talked about Birdies favorite constellation being called Celeritas which is jsut "speed" in latin which birdie made up by connecting the freckles on wallys back-

[tac-bat]

You know what I love? I love that the valley twins aren’t carbon copies from each other!!!

and you might be wondering, well how exactly? I’ll show you!!!!! (Because I’ve spent way to much time staring at them, also this post is very long) (and i use old concept art names to refer to them as such, its just what i'm used to, they aren't cannon)

Body types

different body types! Sah (spike hair) has more wide shoulders than Mekh (flat hair). And because of this, Sah has the most slay snatched waist I’ve ever seen JEBEJVDHE even mekh's waist isint as snatched

Prosthetic's

If you don’t already know (and I don’t blame you) the twins have prosthetic arms on where their eyes are missing. (They’re practically invisible in their cutscene, and even their pin doesn’t have them, I hate it.) anyways they both have different patterns!

Mekh’s, is more detailed, has a shoulder decoration and generally more to it.

And Sahs’ is more simple, it gets the job done. I feel like from the look on their prosthetic's alone you can get an idea of their tastes :3

Another quick think but it also seems Mekh’s uniform is sleeveless on the side of where their prosthetic is! Sah has both of their sleeves. I wonder why?

Gloves

Even their gloves are different! Sah’s glove (left) for their prosthetic is thumbless, the other fingerless. When both of Mekh’s (left) gloves are fingerless!

A detail i'm not sure off, but it also seems like the gloves on both twins prosthetic's are bunched up more compare to the gloves on their live arms.

Sticks

I noticed this on my recent eden trip that the sticks the twins hold when you complete the constellation are different too!! Mekh's stick on the ends have more width, and Sah’s is more consistent with width. Which is just— so fucking cool!! They have their own sticks!!!!! They’re not just copy and paste!!!!!!!!

Stances

this isint leaked, this was a wip from their orbit gift animation by Ari Flesch from his artstation account (who made the animation) which i've linked.

Anyways different stances!!! Mekh has their feet together when Sah doesn't! You can also see what I mean about the ends of their sticks having different width's much clearer!!!

Sah’s Cracked Mask

My fav detail is Sah’s mask (also not in the pin and invisible in cutscenes), they have a crack over their eye when Mekh doesn’t! This small detail has gave me so many evil ideas on how they got it and it makes me wonder HOW it even happened. :3

Cutscene Details

OH BOY CUTSCENE TIME, HERE'S THINGS IVE NOTICED!!

Sah seems to hold their paddle backwards when Mekh doesn’t. But Sah still ends up in the same position as Mekh despite that! (maybe to one up, who knows) But that show's that even here, their animations weren't just copy pasted, there's DIFFERENCES!!

Mekh is faster than Sah, and even shows Mekh being the first to leap up and land when approaching the player, when Sah is just starting to land in the 2nd image. This makes the timing of it intentional!!

okay i think thats it thats all i can remember atm!! Ofc there’s so much more, but this post is more focused on the details that can be missed by normal folks. So I thought I share the ones that might be interesting to see that you might’ve not known about.

but yes, thank you to the folks of tgc in charge of their character design's and animation's for not giving the twins the copy paste treatment. Thank you for making them have their own quirks, their own personalities, and their own differences!!!!

Thank you for making them their own person!

[verspia]

—starry night • ky10

( pairing ) kenan yildiz x reader

kenan sneaks you out for a date under the stars

Your heart thuds against your chest, the rapid beat sounds almost violent in your ears in comparison to the silence of the night.

The cool breeze makes you shiver, goosebumps lining your skin from a mix of adrenaline, fear and the wind.

You hesitate at the window, slight unease coloring your thoughts, as you ponder over the risk of seriously injuring yourself from falling, or worse, your parents hearing you try to sneak out.

You look down, and instantly, all rationale leaves your brain when you spot him, a mischievous grin on his face as he looks up at you.

The adoration in his eyes makes you blush, but you’re desperate now, to be in his warm arms as soon as possible.

You make it out somehow, and Kenan cradles you, strong arms helping you find your feet on the ground.

“You good?” His voice is quiet, concern lacing his tone as his eyes scan you over for anything harmful.

You nod at him, smiling shyly as you fiddle with the hem of the shirt that you’d stolen from him ages ago.

The fondness from his gaze makes you melt on the spot, and you bury your face in his chest, overwhelmed by the love in his eyes.

He laughs quietly, “Come on, I have something very special planned for us.”

You look at him inquisitively, “What is it?”

He doesn’t respond, rather he simply grabs your hands and leads you along, you trudge behind him curiously.

“What are you up to?” you whisper, although it’s not necessary, seeing as your house has long since disappeared behind, as well as the possibility of getting in trouble with your parents vanishing along with it.

He brings you to a spot, laden with blankets and snacks, “A date under the stars for my star girl.”

You can’t help the surprised look on your face, and you turn to him, unable to say anything.

He smiles at you a little sheepishly, “I noticed you reading about stargazing the other day,” he rubs the back of his neck, “so I thought..” He doesn’t say anything else, shrugging and you launch yourself at him.

You pepper his face with little kisses, “Oh kenan! How’d i get so lucky”

He shakes his head, smiling at you with affection, “come on, tell me all about the constellations you like.”

You both lay down, and Kenan wraps an arm around you, effortlessly pulling you closer.

You point up at the stars, diving into detail about each constellation and star.

“and this right here,” you point up, casting your eyes at the little diamonds that glimmer in the sky, “is the heart nebula, which ironically, lies in the Cassiopeia.”

Kenan listens to every word with rapt attention but his eyes wander from the night sky to your face, illuminated under the stars and the glow of the moonlight.

You turn your head as you finish explaining and your eyes connect with his green ones, staring at you with so much love, it’s dizzying.

You feel breathless as you look at him.

“I think out of every star ever, nothing compares to how beautiful your eyes are.” He whispers softly, his breath ghosting over your lips.

“You’re so cheesy” you reply yet your cheeks have coloured red from his words.

He smiles at you, and his eyes dart towards your lips, your own doing the same. You nod at him when he looks at you with question in his eyes, and then before you can blink, his lips connect with yours.

His lips feel like ambrosia, and you gasp into his mouth, his arms come to rest on your waist, pulling you closer.

“Hey you know, most of these constellations don’t have very happy endings,” he whispers against your lips, and you frown in confusion.

His next words, however, make your heart soar and your eyes twinkle brighter than stars.

“But you and i? we’re forever baby, written in the stars or not, i’m yours and you’re mine.”

fin.

im sorry idek what im doing but i cannot stop thinking about kenan so i had to write about him

[mattslolita]

𝑺𝑷𝑨𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑮 ( 𝒎. 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒐 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒓𝒃! )

˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　　 . ✦　　　 　˚　　　　 . ★⋆.

the cool breeze of the boston air whipped throughout her hair softly as she gazed up at the night sky in front of her — the stars looked like freckles dancing across the canvas of someone's face, painting a wondrous scene in front of her.

sat on the side of her was her boyfriend matt, who had been admiring the beautiful brown skinned girl beside him. in his mind, the starstruck look on her face was easily more beautiful than the view of the stars splayed in front of them.

being that the two were already surrounded by family most of the time, they didn't always get a chance to have alone time with one another. this surprise date idea was initiated by matt, and she was quick to oblige as she had been incredibly happy.

"did we run out of the white cheddar cheez itz that fast?" she whispers to him, turning to see that he already had his eyes on her.

"y/n, you finished them during the car ride here," matt laughs at her softly, but his eyes go wide and he snaps his fingers at her, "but wait, i bought more snacks cause i know how you are."

she playfully shoves his arm, as he gets up and walks back over to his minivan. she puts her arms under her head and lays her head back, looking back up at the scenery with a soft smile on her features.

when he comes back over to see her, he's so mesmerized by the starstruck expression she has on her face that he doesn't even bother to announce that the snacks are back.

instead, he goes and lays down next to her, gently placing his head next to hers as his arm reaches over and pulls her waist closer to him. he traces small patterns on her stomach, creating a tingling sensation throughout her body as she leaned into his touch.

and the two stayed that way for a while, lost in the feeling of each other — the soft hum of the owls in the distance mixed with the small buzz of the city life below the hill they were on created a peaceful moment that they were sure to take in.

"which star is yours?" matt asks her, his gaze now on her as she bites her lip in contemplation.

"do you see the constellation orion right there?" she says softly. she points to the alignment of three stars which portray orion's belt.

she grabs his hand into hers and lifts his middle finger up, tracing out the pattern of orion the hunter above them — then she slowly moves his finger to the bright eye which belongs to taurus the bull. "taurus."

"your sign," he smiles, and hums in agreement, turning to smile at him.

"unfortunately though, you can't see leo very well at the moment," she explains to him, "taurus is northwest of orion, also surrounded by gemini with aries on the right side of it."

"do you know where leo is usually located?" he asks, causing her to beam as she nods furiously.

"leo is like between cancer and virgo, and its other constellation neighbors are hydra, leo minor, ursa major, and sextans which are the only ones i can remember right now."

"sextans, huh?" matt grins suggestively, to which she smacks her teeth with a playful eyeroll.

"grow up, matthew," she giggles, and gosh he loves the way his full name rolls off her tongue. "can you try and not make this sexual right now?"

"depends," matt shrugs with a grin, slowly placing himself on top of her, tucking a french braid away from her face as he presses a kiss to her nose, "how long can you go without resisting me?"

she giggles at him and presses their lips together slowly, until suddenly a small flash of light moves across the sky in hues of blue, causing her to grin into the kiss — a shooting star.

her wish was to stay in moments like these forever.