#good as goldie

[tragedyinblue]

BBU Community Days, #15!

@bbu-on-the-side

{Day 15} Collaboration - Create any piece of BBU content together with another community member! Could be a crossover scene with both your characters, a collaboratively developed concept, an illustration to their story, an RP, … Anything goes, as long as you worked together within the BBU!

I had a blast working with @angst-after-dark on this collab. May I present their boxie from Good as Goldie… Marigold!

She’s a sweetheart and was so fun to draw. Looking forward to future collaborations for our boxies and spunky old Caretakers. 😊

[duplicarto]

(golbaby au) naming time

[jesncin]

John Constantine, the Chimera Twin storyline. A fancomic about grief, and our reimagining of the Golden Boy arc from Hellblazer.

[cubbihue]

Does Chloe still exist in ur au?

She does! I've kept core parts of her personality, but retconned massive chunks of her history with Timmy.

Chloe never got fairies, and never shared them with Timmy. But she was his neighbor! They used to play a lot as children, but one day, Chloe wasn't allowed back at the Turner's house.

As a grownup, Chloe's a social worker! She's usually the Go-To person selected by the state to handle difficult public cases involving children. As in: cases involving celebrities, important figures, or the such where the child's identity is at risk to the public. She's an expert at keeping their life secret and away from social media.

Bitties Series: [Start] > [Previous] > [Next]

[popfizzles]

thank you again for the hot cocoa mister elder kettle!

[h0llyw0lly]

What ho! Behold, our hero appears! ‘Tis He of golden hue and heart, the indomitable Goldie of whom it has been said: “Prithee, stay golden Pony Boy!” I feel like if you captured summer sunshine, bottled it and sprinkled it on a golden retriever, then taught that golden retriever to speak in old English, you’d get Goldie lmao.

(For those of ya who were outvoted, dw—The Queen is getting her chance to shine next Monday lol)

[intothehandsoffate]

I would have voted for mcgucket 2016….

Ford would insist on Fiddleford taking breaks all the time(they go on walks because they are old men. Also because the secret service literally had to beg them to not make another robot and take it for a joyride)

(Reference to this tweet)

[tragedyinblue]

I love this interaction! ❤️

CW: BBU/BBU-ADJACENT SETTING, CONDITIONED WHUMPEE, CHRONIC PAIN, MENTIONS OF PAST WHUMP

@whumpawoman whump girl summer prompt "physical therapy"

Good as Goldie Taglist: @justplainwhump @winedark-whump @gottawhump @flowersarefreetherapy @tragedyinblue @shapeshiftersandfire @maracujatangerine

The rain pounded on the windows and thunder seemed to shake the house. It was as if God herself wanted to tear the world apart.

Katherine had half a mind to let her. It was between the politicians, the corporations, and the deities. She hoped the deities won.

Marigold’s shoulders always bothered her on days like today. Katherine noticed because it took the girl a few extra minutes to lift her out of the bed and into her wheelchair. She never lifted more than she could easily carry if it wasn't necessary, and (when she thought Katherine wasn't looking), she rubbed her left shoulder as if trying to ease the tension out of it.

The girl’s aches rivaled Katherine’s own. It was probably from being in that damn box for all those hours. She’d like to have words with the young man who’d thought of that ingenious method of dehumanization. She’d give them quite the tongue lashing.

Katherine had taken up knitting after her medical discharge from the army, when she’d been bored and cooped up in bed, waiting for a million different specialists to all say the same thing. Everything had ached back then, less so than now, and her body had been less inclined to fall apart but she’d still needed to occupy her hands and get her shoulders back to a reasonable strength.

The nurse - the nurse not the doctor. The doctors didn't know diddly-squat. They were nothing without the nurses anyway - attending to her had suggested knitting. They sometimes suggested knitting for physical therapy and the repetitive motion was soothing.

Supposedly.

Katherine, of course, had scoffed but boredom had won out.

Days like this, with nowhere to go and no one to see, boredom always won out. It was an easy motion, one that allowed her mind to wander into the fog and void while her body stayed in the chair the way everyone said it was supposed to. Like Marigold said she was supposed to.

Goldie was very curious and Katherine caught her passing by the door every so often to watch what she was doing before scurrying away. After the fifth pass by her room, Katherine had had enough. Goldie’s head peeked through the door, big brown eyes filled with curiosity she couldn't suppress even if she tried.

“Come here,” Katherine ordered before she could disappear again. She came, stepping lightly, face full of the pleasant eagerness that Katherine had come to expect from every Platonic Designation. Somehow, it looked wrong on her. Her girl was sweet but not as empty-headed as that smile would have you believe. Katherine had a feeling they would’ve had amazing conversations.

Marigold watched as she worked the needle back and forth quickly and precisely through her slender, pale fingers. Katherine didn't look up.

“Go to the basket, Marigold, and get yourself some needles. Not the big ones. Ones like mine. Get yourself some yarn as well and come sit by me.”

The girl obeyed. Katherine finally looked up once she was settled at the foot of her chair.

“Okay, make a slipknot and put it on the needle!” She demonstrated first; Marigold furrowed her brow but she did it, making a loop out of the yarn and pulling the long strand through it. She slipped it onto the needle and looked over with a shy smile.

She was a quick study.

Pleased, Katherine nodded. “Very good, Dear, now put the strands between your thumb and your pointer like this -” once again, she demonstrated and Goldie tried to follow along. She twisted the yarn between her fingers once, twice, and then a third time.

Katherine chuckled.

“Not like that.” The correction was gentle but she didn't miss the flicker of fear on the girl’s face. Nor did she miss the way her smile shifted from shy and determined to pleasantly eager and open.

“I’m sorry, Miss,” she whispered.

She stifled a sigh and cursed WRU. Poor dear. She wouldn’t make it on her own if she couldn't handle a bit of correction. Her mother always said…Well, she couldn't quite remember what her mother always said right now. She bit back her frustration, draping the yarn outside of the girl’s thumb and between her first and second finger. She pulled the needle out and down before handing it back.

“Just once, Dear.” Goldie nodded, brow furrowed once more, expression serious. Katherin found herself smiling a little bit. The girl’s face was back to being determined. “Now, you’re going into this loop down here,” she put her needle through the bottom part of the yarn with her thumb, “and go up into this loop here!”

Katherine continued through the top part of the yarn by her pointer finger. Marigold copied her.

“Very good,” she praised. Marigold answered with another shy grin. “Pull it tight and you’ve cast on a stitch!”

She demonstrated pulling it tighter.

“Cast on as many as you’d like!”

Marigold continued casting on while Katherine watched, making approving or disapproving sounds with each new stitch.

“Okay, now you’re ready to start knitting. You can never go back once you learn how to knit,” She chuckled. She remembered making scarves and hats for the entire hospital, “Let’s get started, Dear. Put the needle into the front of the loop. Yes, like that. Wrap the yarn around it, like this, then pull it through.”

The girl copied her and held up the stitch for inspection.

“Yes, Marigold. Excellent.”

The room grew quiet once more, even the thunder outside had ceased it’s noise. It’s cries were replaced by the nervous clicking of needles and Marigold’s curious, determined gaze as she mimicked the movement of Katherine’s fingers. She tried her best not to breathe too loudly or drop any stitches.

Inwardly, Katherine smiled, noting the loosening of the girl’s shoulders.

“I want you to do this everyday,” she instructed, “It’s part of your duties in caring for me. I’ll get you some patterns. Remind me.”

She nodded. “Yes Miss Katherine.”

“You’re doing wonderful, Dear.”

This time, Katherine forgot it was raining. Marigold’s smile provided the sunshine.

[xxgoldie]

Ooouaaghhh imagine surprising lighter for his birthday with like, lacy white lingerie or smth. I can’t decide if he’d jump his partner’s bones or take his time being all romantic and sappy lol

MDNI!!!

completely forgot abt this ask but like. ughhhhhh I love him. had this vibe in the birthday fic I wrote for him but kinda derailed it even tho it's such a yummy idea. I think he'd definitely be extra loving on his birthday; it's a tough day for him, he's a bit emotionally raw and you taking the time to make him feel loved and cared for has him feeling extra appreciative of you. but at the same time, he gets a bit feral when he sees you in lingerie. lighter fucking Loves it when you dress up for him, and presenting yourself as a gift for him? every single horny alarm in his head is blaring at full volume.

he ends up being so loving but so insatiable, just can't get enough of you (even more so than usual). feeling you up and kissing every inch of skin he can get to, he's less brutal in his pace than unusual, but his thrusts are still sharp and precise, taking his time watching your reactions at every one, taking in how pretty you look in that pretty white lace. he makes you cum so so many times, even as you're overstimulated and crying that it's too much, he's telling you that come on, surely you can give him one more, its his birthday.

[cosmicwhoreo]

for valentines day, PB lures Gold with that same coin he used before to his office. Displaying himself in a silk gold robe with min chocolates and a golden rose petals. [time didnt allow me to draw this idea i had in my head]

*Cracks knuckles* Then I shall-

I may have spent too long rendering that last one that it's technically not valentines anymore BUT SHUSH

[blueteller]

People: *complaining over Cale's commander uniform being white on a new book cover*

Me:

Like yeah sure, the white commander uniform is annoying. But I don't wanna loose my mind over ALL the inaccurate stuff from the manhwa adaptation and book covers, ya know? Just gimme Eru already pls

[toastabi]

twas funnier in my head

[blaithnne]

Oh so I’m supposed to choose one outfit for The Goldie O’Gilt? Get a fucking grip

Meet the Cast!

╰┈➤ Canon ☄. *. ⋆

→ Scrooge McDuff → Matilda McDuff → Hortense McDuff → Qalhata Duiker → Jack Duckworth → Bentina Beakley → LÙ Huifen (pre-caseflies) → LÙ Huifen (post-casefiles) → Ludwig Von Druska → Bradford Butcher

╰┈➤ OCs ☄. *. ⋆

→ Lucrais NicRiada

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[jesncin]

Astra Logue and the Other Constantine

Sketch dump where I'm trying out different stuff.

[irregulartheclockworker]

Tiny remake, could be better, but I don´t want to keep going.

Will I ever stop recommending this fic?

Nah

As N approaches infinity by Corisanna. ( Check it out on ff.net or Ao3)

[aaandbackstabbed]

Goldie: now remember what I taught you?

Della: the quickest way to a man’s heart is between the fourth and fifth ribs!

Scrooge, visibly distressed: you are never allowed to be alone with them again