#gosh dang it pink.

[poppyflavour]

YURI STICKS o<-<

happy pride month yuri stiks <33 pardon my rarepair i like them a lot aaaa;;;

i made these with poppy and fett in mind (too scared to tag). and also acid dreams by MAX :)

[py-dreamer]

@dynamicsimp hope ya like it!

EYESHOT AU DITY

I literally did this in one day- help.

So yeah, I tried out the gosh-dang challenge and honestly?

Quite happy with how it came out! It was very interesting and actually very fun working on a piece with a monochrome pink palette!

Gosh, I haven't gotten to use my REAL lineless style (I use it for stickers but I haven't done any stickers in forever) where all the cel shading is real harsh and as it says in the title: no outline.

Lately, I've been more focused on lighting and texture in my digital works and just making everything 'softer' and more 'realistic' but dang, I forgot how much I missed just using my harsh and more cartoony style.

But because it looked good, here's the one with some light:

I am very happy especially since I do believe there is some improvement in the style.

(In that it doesn't look as amateur as when I first started out. But I think that's mostly cause I used monochrome here)

Does anyone else get that struggle? Feeling like you're not advancing then keep pushing yourself to change and improve but also really missing the original style?

Anyways some of y'all might be wondering where I've been for pride month....

I PROMISE IT'S NOT CAUSE I HATE PRIDE MONTH OR LGBTQ+ PLEASE PUT YOUR PITCHFORKS DOWN!!!!!

Mainly it has mostly been art block and just demotivation especially since I'm STILL WORKING ON THAT BIG PROJECT UGHHGHHHGGGHHGG.

(I'm not blaming y'all I'm just feral)

And just general procrastination.

BUT.

I do have another project in the works. So to any of my lovely marshiemallows who have seen my previous posts,

you'd know that I'm very...opinionated about Macaque. More specifically his attitude in canon and how the fandom treats him.

(Keep in mind the thing was planned before s5)

DISCLAIMER: Again, I do enjoy Mac's character. I just think he's a bit of a d!ck and kinda hates how a lot of the fandom (not all) brushes that over and throws the bucket of Wukong's sins down on the king's head.

(I also would not hesitate to wack him with a stop sign on the chopping block if given the chance /hj)

But without further ado I decided to do something other than complain and present you guys this:

Yay! So if you're into Macaca bullying, join the Mac bullying train! CHOO CHOO!

(also big thanks to @furornocturna for beta reading and helping with characterizations and stuff. There will be another post just detailing bout the fic later but yea go check them out, their work's great)

AND HAPPY ANIVERSARY TO DYNAMICSIMP FOR THE AU!

[bubbles-for-all-of-us]

HEAR ME OUT: the ST boys know iv is crushing on reader HARD but he just cannot get his shit up to confess his feelings so they help him out?

Iddy biddy crush

“Come on man”, ii grunts, rubbing his temples. They had been at it for days if not weeks. Trying to make Ivy take the first step in actually approaching you. “No, it’s stupid”, he shook his head, crossing his arms over his chest. “Girls love flowers, order her that dang lunch and go spend the break with her”, iii sighed. Already scrolling through available delivery options. They knew that Ivy was scared. Life and love life especially haven’t been the best since the last ex. He had closed himself off and till you walked in, till then his eyes never truly showed any interest. So when they all caught the glisten in his blue eyes as he watched you, they knew something had to be done.

“It will look stupid”, Ivy scrunched his nose up making the rest of the band let out a sigh. “You look stupid following her like a puppy but not saying a word”, Vessel pointed out. “I…”, Ivy started but his voice quickly died. He had been trying to speak and spend time with you but he always felt as if he looked like an idiot even if all you did was smile at him. “I, I… you like her she likes you make a move or someone else might”, ii grunted, making Ivy raise an eyebrow, “Who would”, “I don’t know your sound tech sure looked interested”, ii shrugged and that was enough to light a fire within ivy, “Fuck off”, he grumbled, “and give me that”, he snatched the phone out of iii’s hands, putting in your favorite order.

“Yn”, he said softly knocking on your sound booth after hyping himself up for the past ten minutes. “Oh my gosh…”, you gasped, pulling the headphones off your head, “what’s all this…” and here it was that smile that had Ivy weak in his knees. “Just thought I would… you’ve been working a lot thought a little lunch break would do you good”, he rambled feeling his cheeks going pink.

“You got me food and flowers?”, you asked in disbelief almost and the look on your face made him worry ever so slightly. “Yeah..?”, ivy trailed off. “You are the sweetest”, you sighed, standing up to wrap your arms around his torso. And now he wished he had set it all down so he could wrap you up in his arms. “Go eat, it will get cold”, he nudged you slightly. “Join me”, you said immediately, pulling back from his chest slightly. “Nah, you have…”, “I insist, plus it looks like you got so much food. Have lunch with me”, you pointed out, taking the bag out of his hands. “If you want to” Ivy ran a hand through his hair. “I would love to”, you smiled, reaching for his hand, “you got my favorite?!”, you did a happy dance as you pulled the boxes out making Ivy let out a light chuckle, “I pay attention”, a smug smile painted his lips as you leaned forward to kiss his cheek both falling into an easy conversation.

[chrrywvea]

poolverine + sensory overload while grocery shopping anyone? taken from personal experience and the mountain of poolverine fics i've consumed already

disclaimer: if any of the aspects i've written for logan being autistic (it isn't mentioned but this was my intention here) are offensive or falsely written tell me immediately! i am undiagnosed but after quite a lot of my friends (both on the spectrum and not) telling me multiple times to get checked and TONS of research i'm pretty sure i'm on the spectrum as well. soooo this is basically what i've gathered from research, other fics and my own experiences with stuff like this. thanks! also minimal use of slightly stronger language (the f word, hurray :-D)

this is so bad i'm sorry

They were in the sweets aisle, trying to pick out various snacks for their movie night later on. It was bustling all around them, the small supermarket full with families and screaming kids and chatty old ladies and noise, so much fucking noise-

Logan flinched when something touched his cheek, belatedly realizing that Wade stood in front of him, their half-filled cart discarded by their side and one of his hands raised to his face.

"Sorry sweetums," Wade smiled sheepishly, "Didn't wanna scare you. You looked a little out of it. Breathing a little heavy and all"

Logan harrumphed, looking at the floor between them. Wade was wearing his bright neon pink converse again, the laces red on one side and yellow on the other, which was admittedly... cute. He remembered how proud Wade had been as he stumbled out of the bedroom with poorly conceiled excitement, shoving his shoes in his face because look peanut, our suits-

Once again he was forced out of his head and back into the disgustingly loud supermarket as Wade took his hand, gently stroking over his knuckles.

Logan managed to rip his gaze back to Wade's face, finding such genuine understanding in those lovely eyes that he felt even more queasy than he already did. Damn you, Wilson.

His head spun from the onslaught of everything, noise and lights and embarrassment forcing a very unwelcome wetness to gather in his eyes. The hand Wade was holding shook lightly. His whole body trembled. Fuck, he wanted to say something, wanted to assure his boyfriend that he was okay, but his throat worked, his mouth opened, yet nothing came out.

"Hey" Wade's voice was so soft. He didn't flinch this time as his hand came to rest on his cheek, the touch featherlight and warm.

An embarrassingly high whimper left him as some shrieking children passed by and his eyes screwed shut, trusting Wade to handle the rest.

And suddenly...

Wait.

Madonna quietly played in his ears?

Confused, he cracked his eyes open and saw Wade watching him, holding his phone up for him to see.

"Don't worry your pretty head Wolvie, you've got noise cancelling headphones on. Courtesy of moi, if you please, buuut you gotta suffer through my shower playlist for the time being. It's the only one I have downloaded."

An opened note read. Wade mouthed a "sorry" at him, but the sheepish grin told him he wasn't. At all. Though Logan knew him well enough, so very well, that if he even mentioned that it was too much Wade would immediately switch it all off.

Logan had to admit, the music dialed the incessant chattering and shouting around him pretty much down to zero.

The wonders of technology, he supposed.

Wade held his hand and waited patiently as Logan just breathed for a bit, trying to calm his racing heartbeat. One jerky motion to the phone and the mercenary handed it over, watching as Logan typed with unsteady hands.

"Can we leave please? S too much"

The note was so timid, so careful in fear of rejection that Wade felt his poor heart squeeze in his chest - gosh dang it if only people knew how gentle and loving the man in front of him was.

"Sure hun we were pretty much finished anyway. You good if we go check out real quick? Al's gonna cook us instead if we don't bring something back home, and while you taste pretty good I can't promise that for myself ;-D... we can use the self check out, it's quicker"

Logan surprised both of them with the huff of amusement that left him as he nodded.

The focus he needed to use to read Wade's rambling in note form kept him safe from getting lost in his head again. His boyfriend’s ability to talk forever beyond might be pretty annoying at times, but Logan had long since found it to be comforting.

Wade carefully guided both of them through the maze of food aisles and too many people, keeping their hands intertwined while he pushed their cart until they found a free self checkout.

Logan zoned out a bit to the mindless music that played over the headphones as Wade went through their groceries, bagging them quickly. He payed before turning around to face him, motioning to the exit with his head.

They stopped just outside the store in a small secluded corner and Wade put the bags down at their feet, stepping closer and smiling again.

Logan smiled back, hoping it could convey the relief and love he felt without having to use words. He leaned closer, a little shyly, and with a quick look around he pressed a kiss to Wade's lips, reveling in the vibrations of a slight whine he could feel from his boyfriend. They parted and Logan took a deep breath in, pushing the air out of his lungs a lot more calmly than he had done mere minutes ago.

The headphones came off next and Logan sighed, shaking off the last bit of the sensory overload he'd just experienced as he scrubbed over his eyes. It was far more quiet outside, and his head felt a little fuzzy at most instead of the stinging buzz from before.

Cars honked in the distance, a light breeze drifted past him and the man he loved stood right in front of him, Logan's supernatural hearing picking up the steady thud of his heartbeat almost immediately.

"Love you bub."

Thank you.

"I love you too peanut! So much. More than Puppins too, but don't tell her that. She's already peed in my shoes once and I can tell you, that golden shower was not pleasant."

Logan snorted and both of them giggled, sharing another soft kiss before they hoisted the grocery bags back up.

The way home was filled with banter, clumsy kisses and bumping shoulders. Maybe one or two spilled milk cartoons as well, but that was a secret between them.

(Oh hello! Wade here! Deadpool, merc with a mouth, your personal wet dream, whatever pleases you perverted little readers - if you even attempt to tell Al about that last bit I'll torture this one with a little more writer's block! /Oh thanks Wade, so nice of you/ Shush you, this is my side note! So many ideas yet so little words... you decide pookies. Bye for now! I've got 400 pounds of sleepy kitty in my bed who likes me as his personal pillow. See ya!)

[clover-the-awesomest]

UUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH DONNIE BUDDY ARE YOU DOING OKAY?????????????? (no he isnt)

Hey guys, y’all did such a great job tying this last poll, I thought I could share a full glimpse of future EW!Donnie!

Most future timeline stuff like this will be on my patreon only for the time being. Eventually, though, most of it will be shared on here, once the main comic catches up. But for now a little treat for y’all ❤️

[redwinterroses]

There’s a cherry tree in the middle of the redwood forest.

False isn’t sure what to make of that. She shifts her grip on the staff in her hand, its pale glow reflecting faintly off the fresh snow. She’s come out here for resources—the vault altar is demanding logs, and these giant trees are an easy source—but the incongruous sight of an enormous, blossoming cherry tree sending pink petals wafting on the frozen wind…

She wonders if this is what fish feel like, when they see a lure.

“Hello?” she calls, her voice echoing off the trees. The world stands in permanent semi-twilight here, and the deeper shadows hide the mobs that will venture out come nightfall. A sneak of creepers is bedded down in a sweetberry bramble just on the other side of the clearing, and False tenses when the lead boar lifts his head, but he apparently doesn’t deem her worth stalking so early in the day. 

There is no other reaction to her call.

False is of half a mind just to head back home and farm her own dang trees. It’s not like the vaultar is picky about the kinds of logs—she could just as easily grow up a bunch of birch and throw those in there. But that will take so much longer… not to mention she’s not sure if there are even enough saplings in her storage.

She unhooks her enchantment-glittered axe from her belt and pauses to mentally poke at her mana reserves. Plenty high. Whatever’s lingering near this tree, it can hardly be worse than what she deals with on the daily in the vaults. Overworld dangers are barely a challenge anymore.

The logic of that doesn’t change the uneasy feeling that buzzes over her skin though. 

Venturing further into the clearing. False’s gaze traces up the trunk of the cherry tree, following its branches to where they terminate in lush bursts of pink and white blooms. A sweet smell drifts on the wind. She wrinkles her nose, reminded of compost piles and fermented spiders’ eyes. 

The tree’s branches stretch long and low—a canopy of their own, heavy with flowers and dark, glossy leaves. The space underneath is filled with falling flowers and a fog of pollen, the air moisture-thick like a lush cave.

Lifting one hand, False catches a falling petal on her fingertip.

It sizzles as it touches her skin, stinging and buzzing like live redstone.

She hisses through her teeth, shaking her hand and letting the petal fall to the forest floor. “What the heck?”

Another petal tumbles past her face, and she watches it with narrowed eyes—right until it fizzles out of existence a few pixels above the forest floor.

“Glitch,” she mutters. “That’s… not good.”

Iskall needs to know about this—it could be a bug from one of the new updates, or it could be something deeper in the code, but either way: this glitched tree is a problem. She’s probably lucky it just stung her.

She reaches for her communicator, raising it to take a pic of the cherry tree.

“Oh, hi there, False!”

False yelps, spinning around with her axe ready to swing.

Gem is standing behind her, a wreath of cherry blossoms tangled in her hair and antlers, leaning casually on a tall staff of blooming cherry wood. Her smile is wide, and sap flows over her fingers, pale golden, dripping down her arms to leave dark spots on the faded denim of her overalls.

“Gem!” False lowers her axe. “Oh my gosh, you scared me. I didn’t know you were doing Vault Hunters.”

“Hm?” Gem raises one eyebrow, and for a moment her eyes flicker to red and then purple before settling back on green. “Oh—I’m not doing Vault Hunters, False.” Her voice is amused, almost chiding.

“Oh.” False feels unexpectedly small—which is impressive, considering she’s nearly half a block taller than Gem. 

More of the glitched petals fall, resting on Gem’s hair and slowly melting into it like snowflakes. The brief moment of relief when False had seen Gem’s familiar grin is fading into something like the sensation of freefall. 

“What’cha up to?” Gem asks, and her face blinks from one expression to the next like a bad video message. Her clothes are blue—no, green—no, bloodstained and grey—no, blue. They’ve always been blue.

False takes a step back.

“Uh, not much…” she glances up at the redwoods. “Just doing some… resource gathering. You know.”

“Cool!” Gem giggles, and stands up straight. False tenses, but Gem only spins around her staff and waves a hand at the glitched tree. “I didn’t realize this was an occupied server—are there many people here?”

There’s a buzzing in False’s skull, and she blinks rapidly. A muscle twitches under her eye. 

“Um…”

“I guess it doesn’t really matter.” Gem lifts one hand and grabs one of the lowest branches of the cherry tree. She really should not have been able to reach that.

Swinging herself up with the lithe, effortless strength of a cat, she perches on the limb and stares down at False. The grin is gone from her face now, and she looks down at False with bright eyes.

“Etho’s not here, is he?”

False opens her mouth to answer, the words yes, of course he is, I can take you to him heavy on her lips… And with effort, she swallows them back. 

They taste of sweet rot.

“Why... why doesn’t what matter?” she asks instead.

Gem stares at her for a long moment, expressionless. The flowers woven through her antlers are growing of their own accord, twining up to caress their brethren in the branches overhead. 

Then she smiles broadly, flashing teeth that nearly glow white in the dappled shadows. “Oh!” she exclaims. “No reason! I’m only passing through, is all.”

“You’re not… you’re not sticking around?” False tries—and mostly fails—to sound disappointed.

“Naaaaah…” Gem stands and walks along the branch, as secure and balanced as if it were a stone floor. The flowers in her hair flow along behind her, sliding from the branches and falling like a cape down her back. “Worldhopping is easy. Staying in one spot is way harder.” 

False watches the flowers move and swirl, their smooth, strange motion ensnaring her attention. The buzzing is back, too. Like bees, drunk on honey and sleepy in their hive.

“World hopping…?” she manages. “With admin commands?”

Gem’s laugh is as brilliant as a knife and as sharp as a spark. “False!” she crows. “You say the funniest things.”

False laughs. It seems appropriate. She isn’t sure why.

“Anyway,” Gem continues, fading into one patch of blossoms and reappearing on the other side of it. Her eyes are sprays of cherry flowers now. Her antlers are branches. “Anyway, cherry trees are all the same. They make it easy to get around.”

“That…” doesn’t make sense, False wants to say. But her lips are heavy, and coated in sticky sap. Maybe it doesn’t really matter.

“Oops! Behind you, False!” 

Gem’s chirped warning is flaked in glee, and False turns around, as slow as if her feet are buried in soul sand.

The creepers she had seen—the entire sneak—are standing behind her, pink flowers blooming from their eyes. 

“Oh no.”

The boar’s blinded head snaps toward her voice, hissing. He starts to aggro, bioluminescent streaks flashing from his snout to flanks in increasingly-swift pulses of light.

“See ya in season ten, False!” Gem cries out cheerfully.

The axe drops from False’s nerveless fingers, trailing strings of sap. She smells the inescapable stench of burning gunpowder, overlaid with rot.

“...Dangit.”

[FalseSymmetry was blown up by a creeper]

~*~

Jerking upright in her own bed, False swipes wildly at her face, trying to smear away tree sap that isn’t there. 

“What the heck, Gem?” she exclaims at her empty base. Her voice falls flat, swallowed up by the sky that surrounds her builds. The clock above her head ticks impatiently, and she huffs in frustration, pushing up out of her bed. All her tools, gone—her levels, gone... and after all that she still needs those logs for the vault. 

Grumbling, she starts pulling backup gear from various chests, trying to cobble together something that can get her back to the redwood grove before her items despawn—assuming they hadn’t all been obliterated by a second or third creeper explosion. She glances at the vaulter, and freezes.

It’s been completed. The crystal floats gently atop the stone pedestal, gleaming with an inner light. 

And, tumbled at the base of the vaulter—abandoned, more than was needed to fill the crystal’s requirements:

Half a stack of cherry logs.

[nevertoomanyspiders]

it's a Wheeler!

for literally no goddamn reason, have an assortment of Wheelers from various adaptations and depictions ...that aren't John R. Neill's art or Return to Oz stuff, everyone already knows those, haha.

...well ok except this one from the endpaper of Ozma of Oz because it's new to me, at least, and the gutenberg.org copy doesn't have it.

what a dang dork, bless. glad he and Tik-Tok set aside their differences to watch the race.

Illustration

from 1976 Polish edition of Ozma of Oz with art by Zbigniew Rychlicki, via Reddit:

these lads are so stylish and their oversized heads are pretty freaky, dang.

a very 17th century Wheeler from 1970 Japanese edition of Ozma of Oz, art by Sonoko Arai, via Hungry Tiger Talk:

a dang goofy Wheeler by Vlada Stolikovich, 1976. also via Hungry Tiger Talk:

anyway, fuck, um, everything else is under a cut because this post ended up a bit too long oops.

something I have a hard time finding information on beyond that what I assume to be a Korean translation (?) of an Indonesian edition (???) of Ozma of Oz with 3D CGI illustrations. would be fun to see if there's more images within. not a damn clue who made these illustrations, either.

gosh those Wheelers. dunno what the artist was going for but there's a bit of a renaissance vibe. what if this was an animated thing? on that note...

Animated adaptations

the 1987 direct-to-video short Dorothy Meets Ozma of Oz has uh. these fuckers. seemingly there's only two. probably because of low animation budget, lol.

well, I say there's two, but it's just one design with a palette swap one has blonde hair and pink coat, the other has black hair and orange coat or something. also it's not evident from the screenshots but these dorks have long, pretty eyelashes and GAWD the voice acting is. well. hear for yourselves.

one of my favourite moments is Ozma turning up, saying "Enough." and bonking a Wheeler on the head with her scepter. here's the time stamp.

oh yeah I'm sure a bunch of folks have seen the Wheelers as seen in Oz Kids courtesy of this post. they appear in the episode Who Stole Santa. (and no it wasn't the Wheelers, obviously, they're just here to be annoying and trying to prevent the characters from taking a specific path.)

the guy in purple, who I'm calling Squeky Wheel, looks a lot like the Wheeler in this Ozma of Oz chapter art by John R. Neill. poor guy got walloped pretty hard.

anyway only Squeaky talks while his two buddies remain silent. these guys are such pushovers and the kids aren't scared of them at all.

Dorothy and the Wizard of Oz (2017-2020) has these little bobble-headed goobers.

can't say I'm crazy about how they look but their characterization as reckless speedsters is a fun one. in one episode they even make friends with Tin Man after he replaces a busted wheel.

Ozu no Mahotsukai (オズの魔法使い, 1986-1987) has a... very strange interpretation of the Wheelers, but then, the series does play fast and loose with the source material as it is, which I don't mind! an adaptation doing something fun with the source material adds an element of unpredictability which I like... so, I'm not terribly surprised by how much they deviate from the book descriptions.

they wouldn't look too out of place in the B.C. comic strip.

and this segues perfectly to...

Comics

the Marvel comic adaptation of Ozma of Oz by Eric Shanower (writer) and Skottie Young (artist) probably has some of my fav depictions of the Wheelers, and I really like this variant cover (I believe it's by Eric Shanower?)

these guys are utterly freaky but also dang silly. watching these fucked up abominations bumble around defuses the terror.

there he go

so, there's the ones I've seen so far. if there's more that you know of, SEND THEM TO ME I NEED THEM SO BAD HELP

edit: OK there were some earlier Wheeler things I forgot about!

this Japanese edition has these kinda menacing looking Wheelers. I like the Osamu Tezuka influence here.

another Japanese version also covered by Hungry Tiger Talk with more robotic looking, super evil looking Wheelers, lol.

also as far as illustration, there's this old Italian edition of Ozma of Oz.

not exactly the most menacing looking Wheeler but he does have a fancy embroidered jacket.

and Billina has an adorable bonnet!

anyway that's all for now, at least.

[bokettochild]

Okay but what if after Legend dies Hylia makes him a god and he watches over the Hero’s sprit and occasionally helps the other Links out of tough spots and pretty much stalks Hyrule cuz he is the biggest bunny softie

Firstly, the idea of Hylia elevating to godhood the guy who she's put through the most crap over the course of his life is....an interesting concept. Is she prolonging his suffering by giving him even more responsibility to handle even after death, or is she rewarding him for a job well done and allowing him to keep doing as he's always done, but now with the power to do so much more?

Add to that, what would he be the god of? I know I commonly portray Legend as being the embodiment of Life, so it could be that, but he might end up a patron deity of adventurers and magic wielders as well.

Regardless, if granted godhood, legend would 100% do his best to be on the lookout to help the heroes that come after him, regardless of the timeline because of course gods aren't hampered by silly things like that!

The gods aren't allowed to directly alter some things, as their creations do need to be allowed to live a little without having someone hold their hand and fix all their problems for them, but he pushes the boundary as much as he can, blessing items, creating random helpful things and of course occasionally ensuring that the worst case scenarios don't happen.

I think he'd create the blupees to be his eyes and ears in Hyrule to help him keep an eye on the world and the people in it. Grated, he knows they'll get shot at by Wild at least, but if they can't feel pain from that sort of thing and receive no injuries? He can help in another way and protect his little rabbits too!

Come Hyrule's era this guy is out here manipulating so much crap, you have no idea. A ten (twelve?) year old kid out alone in a strange country? Yeah, he's got his eye on this one. He doesn't KNOW that it's Hyrule at first, but there's something about him and he makes it a point to conveniently distract the monsters that still roam in areas that are at least somewhat out of this kid's path. He sends a little priest to make sure the boy is armed because good golly why are you out here without a weapon? And it's dangerous to go alone so wtheck?

By Wild's era he said screw it, I'm going down there. Cue Satori. Legend's over here watching the champion and enjoying it so much. Now he understands why Twilight looked so peeved so much. Gosh dang, Wolfie, he put you through the ringer!

Twilight, once he figures out why the rabbit-owl-horse knows his name, is not amused. He is glad to see his little brother again, although why do you look like this? Where's the pink fur and crap?

Legend's just glad he can sit back for most of the latter half of the kids journey and laugh at Twilight's suffering for once. He does help where he can, just little things the other deities can't chew him out for, and a multitude of blessed objects to make life easier.

Combine this idea with my God of War Warriors theory and he and the captain are just chilling in wherever the gods hang out, watching Twilight's suffering in 4K like the gremlins they are, with a running commentary. They only help when they can get away with it (they're still baby gods in comparison to the others) but they're keeping a watchful eye out.

[velvetcake96]

I did it!!! It’s still wet and I’m not comfortable with showing my face but here’s the pink!!

Folks, now that we have secured the paycheck, and can confidently say we have the job. It’s time to pull a 2015 (2016?) Josh Dun and a SaI Tyler Joseph because it’s almost October, ITS PINK TIME!!! Tomorrow… after work… and Homework… it’s like a reward.

[satorsra]

Bro is a Cutie Patootie

wc: 665

notes: this was inspired by the jjk x sanrio collab, literally the cutest i cant. Gojo and Cinnamoroll makes sm sense to me sobsob im gonna explode.

🩵.ೃ࿐

Satoru is cute. We all know it. He knows it. You often call him your “cutie patootie” or “pretty princess” for fun, looking forward to the grimace his face contorts into as he pretends he isn’t eating it up.

Right now, you two are out shopping, hands interlocked and swinging forwards and back when you come across a store with a wide array of Sanrio goods. “Gahh! Oh my gosh! Look ‘Toru!!” You let go of his hand to point and do little excited tiptoe hops.

He finds your excitement for the little characters so endearing. Satoru smiles at your innocently excited form and grabs your hand again before walking into the store. He thinks you’re cuter than any of those toys.

Like a wind up toy, you’re darting all over the place, picking up almost everything and gushing at how cute it is. Satoru just follows with a smile and listens to you nerd out about Sanrio lore while he eats his crepe.

“And that’s why I like this one the best.” You say, holding up a plushie of your favourite character and hugging it. “Just so adorable ugh.”

“Which one do you like most?” You ask, turning to him smiling the cutest smile he’s ever seen.

“Uhh,” He takes the last bite of his crepe and places a finger on his chin as he ponders the question and taps the finger on his chin. You know dang well he’s not thinking that hard about the question. “They’re all pretty cute,” He finally swallows the bite of that crepe. “I guess that bunny would have to be my favourite.”

Bunny… hmm. You reach over for a plushie and show it to him. “You mean My Melody?” His face tilts to the side a little in confusion.

“Nah not that one.” He looks around for a second before reaching over for a different plushie. “This one.”

He’s puzzled at the sight of your face shifting into a smile before you start laughing. “What? It’s cute?” The character in question was none other than Cinnamoroll.

“Cinnamoroll is a puppy! I thought I told you this Satoru come on, were you not listening to me earlier?” Laughter subsiding, you take the plush from his hands and smile at it.

“Oh come on! That literally looks like a bunny!” He exclaims as he grabs its floppy ears. “Even the tail!” Pink ever so slightly dusting over his cheeks at being wrong. He wasn’t gonna admit that he was listening to you earlier, he just got distracted by your cuteness and ended up tuning you out a bit.

“Well, he’s not a bunny.”

“He?? That’s a girl, you’re just messing with me now. ‘Ts too cute to be a boy.”

You chuckle at his disbelief. “I could say the same thing about you.” You counter with a wink.

He dramatically scoffs as he takes the plush and puts it back on the shelf. “I’m going to assume you meant that as a compliment.”

You snicker as you take the toy back from the shelf. “‘Course it was! My pretty princess~” you giggle as you look for the little scrunch of his nose.

And he does just that, scrunches his nose and face contorts into a silly grimace. “You’re so corny.” You shrug off the insult and stick your tongue out, both of you know who’s cheesier at home, so you let it slide.

“You know, you liking Cinnamoroll the best is actually quite fitting.” He raises an eyebrow as you start.

“Blue eyes, white hair, pink cheeks. You two are identical.” He laughs as he takes the plush and holds it next to his face.

“Well unlike him, I am also quite handsome aside from being cute. And hot.” He says smugly as he wiggles his eyebrows at you. You roll your eyes with a smile.

“He also loves eating, just like you.” You add.

“Does he like sweets?”

“He loves sweets.”

Satoru gasps. “He’s coming home with me.”

✎ i too was in denial when i first found out cinnamoroll was a dog.

[thatguywiththefaceog]

Horntober 2024-Threesome

The Ghost and Molly McGee Molly/Libby/Andrea

A game of truth and dare escalates into a threesome between Molly, Libby, and Andrea

Warning the following story contains minors in sexual situations. If this makes you uncomfortable or are under 18 please do not read. This story is rated E for explicit and is for adults only. This story is a complete work of fiction.

nsfw under the cut

Molly was super excited for tonight. It was the night of her big sleepover tonight! Both Andrea and Libby were coming over. It would be ladies only tonight as Scratch had business in the Ghost World.

Libby was the first to arrive with Andrea coming a few minutes later. After changing into their pj's, the girls settled down in Molly's attic for party games.

“All right ladies,” said the 13-year-old girl. “How about we start things off with a little truth or dare?”

“Truth or Dare? Isn’t that a little strong for McGee? You don't wanna play like Monopoly or something?”

Molly puffed up her cheeks, indignantly. “I'm a multifaceted girl Andrea. I can wanna do Truth or Dare too.”

“Aw, you're so cute when you pout,” Andrea said.

“Guys…” Libby said meekly.

“That’s it!” Molly stood up and dramatically pointed to Andrea. “Andrea, Truth or dare?”

“Dare. Duh.”

“Well, I dare you too… take your shirt off!” Hey Scratch wasn't here, might as well make the most of it.

“Fine,” Andrea said coolly. With a swift pull she removed her shirt revealing her chest to her friends. Since she was in her sleep wear her training bra was off and with her day clothes. Her nipples were bright pink, and her chest was covered in cute freckles. Her breasts had already started developing. And while she wouldn't be confused for a high schooler anytime soon, her chest was still more noticeable than either Molly's or Libby's. Andrea waltzed over to the window and tossed her shirt out.

“Aw Andrea, I just said you had to take it off, not keep it. Or throw it out the window.”

Andrea looked out the window. “Oops.” She spun around and went back to her sleeping bag. “Well played Mcgee. But it's my turn. So…Libby! Truth or dare?”

“Wait! Why me?”

“Cause if this just devoles into me and Molly trading dares you'll be left out. Duh.”

“Oh okay. Truth.”

“Have you ever rubbed one out before?”

Libby's face grew red. “Yes,” She mumbled.

Molly giggled. “Oo, who too?”

“I already answered the question. Andrea, truth or dare?”

“I did a dare already… so truth.”

“Do you have a crush on a boy?”

Andrea laughed at the innocence of the question. “No, not on a boy.” Andrea and her bare chest were uncomfortably close to Libby when she answered that. “Okay so, my turn again. Hmm McGee, I dare you to… go buy a candy bar from the mini mart disguised as a boy.”

“Pfff, that’s the best you got Davenport?”

“Without a shirt.”

“Wha?”

The store clerk was reading a magazine. He hated the graveyard shift, you're either too bored or not bored enough. The bell ring told him that someone had entered. He looked up and saw a scrawny little asian boy. He had a red baseball cap and baggy shorts. He looked about 13ish, couldn't be so sure. The kid wasn't wearing a shirt, but that was true of most customers here. He wasn't sure was the kid was on but he looked nervous as fuck.

Alright, play it cool,.play it cool Molly thought to herself. She could feel the cool autumn wind against her bare chest. Fudge her…nipples were so hard right now. She was using her turnip ball hat and a pair of baggy shorts discreetly borrowed from Darryl. And she was so gosh danged flat she did pass as a boy!

Across the street Andrea and Libby watched from some bushes. “Holy fuck, she's actually doing it!” A blushing Libby could only watch.

“Hello good sir, one candy bar please.” Molly said, slapping the candy bar onto the counter. She talked in a gruff voice, doing her best to imitate a boy’s.

The clerk had seen weirder. “1.80.”

“1:80 for one candy bar?! Sweet baby corn.” Molly muttered under her breath as she dug out her money. She took the candy and ran off. The three girls made their way back to Molly's.

Molly stood in front of her two friends, still topless. “Alright Libby, truth or dare?”

Libby was still embarrassed by the last truth she did. Plus this was Molly, surely she would go easy on her friend dare wise. “Dare.”

“I dare you to go bottomless for the rest of the night.”

She covered her crotch. “Why!?”

“Cause me and Andrea are already half naked.”

Libby sighed. She slipped down her pants and panties. The others gasped. Libby has more pubic hair than either of them. “Don't stare,” Libby said miserably.

“Well it's your turn,” Andrea reminded her.

“Molly…make out with Andrea! With tongue.”

“You’re supposed to ask truth or dare first.”

“Just do it!” Libby roared.

The two girls came together and kissed. Their bare chests touched each other as they kissed. Their tongues met and their nipples rubbed together. Heat burned in their pussies. Spit connected their lips as they broke apart. “Oh, baby corn. It's my turn, right? Andrea I dare you to…” Molly pulled off her shorts. “To take off your pants.” Andrea slipped off her pajama bottoms while Molliy got out of the shorts she was wearing. The two fell to the floor as they went at it. Libby couldn't herself. She started fingering herself with reckless abandon.

Molly’s hand went towards Andrea's crotch. While not as much as Libby's, Andrea had grown a bit of peach fuzz. Molly meanwhile was completely smooth down there. Andrea's warmth engulfed her fingers as she massaged her walls. They kissed again. When Andrea came, she sounded like a puppy sneezing.

Libby came from her own finger work, drawing the attention of the other two.

“Libby…”

Libby was pulled into the madness. She fell onto the floor and Molly crawled on top of her. After a few kisses on the mouth, Molly shifted her body. Libby found herself faced with Molly's cute little sex. Molly started licking Libby's hair mound, hair running over her tongue. Libby gasped. She looked up and kissed Molly's special box. Her own tongue pushing past the folds. Andrea was not one to just be an observer and sucked on her fingers until they were slick with her spit. She walked over to Molly’s wiggling ass and stuck her fingers up there. Molly shouted but Libby pulled her head down with her legs and Molly resumed eating her out. The three's rhythm was in sync. Andrea took great pleasure in watching Molly and Libby cum. Molly rolled off of Libby. crouched down as Libby sat up. She kissed her.

“Whoo, that was a hell of a sleepover game,” Molly said, her face one large blush. Her face and thighs were a mess of slick and she was just covered in sweat. “Ah, anyone up for a shower?

She was quickly flanked by her girlfriends. “Only if it's together.”

[karebear923]

Vice Versa rewatch ep 12

Another long post that’s soaked in my tears!! 😭

Ep 12 is Crystal Clear! Because there’s no more problems, miscommunications, obstacles or anything like that for them! Now they can be in love together forever!! 🥰❤️

Ok yeah I knew it was a fake out too 🤭 even the first time around. Sorry Puen, I’m sure you’re a great actor! Lol

Let me just take a moment to appreciate these physiques 👀 I promise I am looking respectfully…….. Ok thank you 🙏🏽

OHHH DOMESTIC PUENTALAY!!! MY HEART!!! 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️

Also not to be *that* bxtch cause I love We Are as much as the next guy, but they did it here first!!! They said “thank you for being born so that I could love you” here first!!!

Their drive to Talay’s job where they’re being happy and flirty and just two people in love with no more worries is wonderful to see 🥹🥰

Meeting their world’s society for travelers was pretty cool and it’s funny to know Talay’s boss is actually a kid 🤭

Their private date!!! I was about to say “dang his memory’s too good!” but Talay beat me to it lol

AND THEN HE ANSWERS WITH THIS!?!?!? OHHH MY HEART 😭😭❤️❤️ Talay’s stronger than me cause I would’ve swooned so hard I fell off the chair!

LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK!!!! 🗣️

Gyo’s the realest for saying that!!! 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽 Honestly eff the paparazzi and eff the interviewers who surprise celebs with intrusive questions and eff fans who think they have any say in a celeb’s personal life!!!

Side note: bangs really do change a person cause I had to look her up to make sure this is the same actress who played Bah-Mee 😅

Puen’s celebrity status is unfortunately another obstacle for them, even though it shouldn’t be! 😞😓 but he said eff that noise!! He is LOUD and PROUD about his love for Talay and nothing will stand in his way!!! Haters to the left!!! 👏🏽

Gyo screaming in fangirl when she sees her fave celeb in her best friend's living room is so funny but like same if that were me!! 😅 And Talay’s mom being like yes Puen you can have my son! 😂 LOL

Now they’ve truly overcome all their obstacles and they will stay together no matter what comes their way! Officially boyfriends!

Talay’s ending monologue gets me every time!!! 😭 I believe everything he dreams about is really happening in the other universe! He and Tess still have a connection and they see each other's lives and share the info with Puen and Tun. I’m happy for all the other characters in the other world, and P’Dol for switching back!

“AND HE PAINTS MY LIFE PINK FOREVER”

is the most beautiful romantic line ever and it is tattooed on my soul!!! I’m crying real tears as I type this!! 😭🩷

That's the face of a man who’s drunk off a passionate kiss!! Gosh this show just ended so perfectly!! Puen carrying Talay into the van, showing the note where he wrote "let's go head over heels for each other", the pan up into the sky, the theme song playing one last time! I remember I had to sit there and soak in the moment the first time around.

And finally one last Lays ad as I wipe off my tears 🥲

Perfect use of wordplay! 👏🏽 That’s how you do product placement! I love it!

They got engaged with the Lays tho 😭 lol I don’t even care cause it was a cute moment and I remember Talay saying “yes” in English made me extra emotional when I first heard it!

GAY MARRIAGE IS NOW LEGAL IN THAILAND AND I KNOW PUEN WILL PUT HIS ALL INTO PLANNING THE BEST PINK WEDDING FOR TALAY WITH LITTLE THINGS FROM THE OTHER UNIVERSE AND THEY’LL DANCE TO HAVE I FOUND AND LAYS POTATO CHIPS WILL BE SERVED WITH THE APPETIZERS AND THEY’LL BOTH CRY AT EACH OTHER’S AMAZING SPEECHES!!!

Final Thoughts:

This show means so much to me!! I love the story so much!! I love PuenTalay so much!! I love Jimmy and Sea so much!! It’s just a wonderful story about love and it’s just the intensity of how much these two love each other and how hard they worked to be together that gets to me!! Jimmy and Sea played these characters beautifully and you can see the love on their faces!! I loved watching them every week!!

This rewatch almost took me all year to do and I only got it done because of the rerun giving me 'real' deadlines 😅 I’m so sorry I couldn’t get to it earlier but I’m so happy I did it! I almost never rewatch whole shows, I just go back to certain scenes I liked. But this show is top tier to me and I’m so glad I got to relive all these emotions again!!

A HUGE thank you to our nomnom queen @stormyoceans for coming up with this rewatch!! I’m glad to share this tumblr space with you and everyone else in this fandom!! 🥰💜🩵

[discoursedamaged]

the wackiest thing about "women and femmes" being the currently trending vegan alternative to "females" is the way people will instinctively reach for a counterpart term and land on "men and mascs" as the corresponding oppressor class. without even stopping to think if it makes any sense to imply that masculine non-men are in a privileged position. those dang butches and masc genderqueers better watch their gosh darn privilege. it's like that time we all decided the lynchpin of misogyny was not liking pink.

[sergeantsarga]

Me and my friend ( @aziormin ) recently started talking about Aki and Sarge having a heart to heart moment on Discord, I said that I would write my idea on here and this is what this post is about! I hope you enjoy!

[Blue is Aki, red is Sarge, pink is Mini, and black + (( can be their actions]

(Sergeant Night is bailed out of jail by Dr Thomas Light, he is forced to babysit Aki Light.

“So, uhhh….how are you?”

(Night doesn’t respond.)

“Night? Breakerrrrrrr?? Breakie?”

(Night clenches his fits and teeth at Aki by calling him “Breakie”.)

“You good? Cat got you’re tongue?”

“Shut up.”

(Night said through gridded teeth, Light chuckles and smiles.)

“Why are you so rude? Cheer up, bud!”

“Ugh….I don’t wanna….”

“Why not? It’s fun to be nice and happy! Or are you a bit too old for happiness?”

(Night gets upset by that comment.)

“Shut up! I’m not even as old as you probably think, I’m only 29!”

(Light seems a bit surprised by that.)

“You are? Dang, I would have thought that you were in you’re 30s or 40s!”

(Light chuckles again.)

“You aren’t funny, robot.”

“Pfft! You’re right, I’m HILARIOUS!”

(Light laughs a little.)

“AUGH!!! Just shut up! Stop being so annoyin’!”

(Light stops laughing.)

“Sorry, sorry!….how was you’re day today, Breaker?”

“��.Not sure why you wanna know that but it’s been okay, I guess.”

“Geez…he’s such a party pooper! Why did you’re dad even let him out?”

(Mini is whispering.)

“Shut up!”

“Excuse me?!”

“W-Wait!! I didn’t mean you, I was….just…..uhhh….I have a rat in my hair that can speak!”

“….What?”

“….uhhh…I don’t know how to explain it.”

“And I couldn’t care less about it.”

“….Why are you always so angry and rude?”

“That’s none of you’re business!”

“You can tell little ol’ me about it! I promise I won’t tell ANYONE!”

“My answer is still NO.”

“No it isn’t! You said “that’s none of you’re business!”, you just said it!”

(Light painfully (and sort of accidentally) mocks Night’s southern accent, this makes Night even more upset.)

“Oh my gosh….just be quiet!!”

“Pleeeeeeeeeeaaaasseeeeee!!! I won’t tell anyone in a MILLION years! It’ll be a secret between us both, forever and ever and ever and EVER!!!”

“Stop it, Aki!”

“Hey, you called me Aki! This is the first time you’ve called me Aki! Good job!”

(Night looks over at Light as he pats Night on the back, Night flinches when Light does this and Light notices it, he stops smiling.)

“You….you good, buddy?”

“Y-Yeah…and don’t do that without warnin’ me!”

(Night’s voice cracks.)

“Oh! Yeah, heh….sorry, dude!”

“….hm.”

(Night pouted and looked away, he didn’t like being randomly touched.)

“Are you really ok or are you just-“

“Stop tryin’ to get into my business. That’s nothin’ YOU wanna know and somethin’ you shouldn’t know.”

“….I’m just curious about you. You’re always so rude to everyone and you’re always yelling and complaining about robots and humans. Why are you like this? Did something happen to you that made you this way?”

(Night fake chuckled and sighed, he stopped pouting.)

“You’re a needy one, Aki. Stop tryin’ to get into my business and you should probably get whatever homework you got done!”

(Night faked another chuckle as Light let out a real one.)

“I’ve already done it! Now, cmon, tell me something about yourself! You have to talk to someone about you’re life!”

“Do you think anyone in Silicon City would listen to a person like me? I bet even you’re dad would laugh in my face and call it all bluff if I told him!”

(Light nudges Night with his elbow.)

“Not funny! My dad isn’t mean! And…wait, why would he call you’re life bluff?”

“Uhhh….forget it! It doesn’t matter anymore.”

“Breaker, are you good???”

“Yes….just…..actually, no. I have to be honest now….uhhhh…..sorry, I guess.”

(Night looks away.)

“Hm. Hey, watch out!”

“Huh?!-“

(Light suddenly hugs Night, he pats his back a bit, Night was about to complain but he didn’t, he liked the hug and it made him a bit happy….he then teared up, he wasn’t used to being hugged. He slowly started to cry, he couldn’t help himself now.)

“I-I’m sorry for cryin’! I didn’t mean to do this!”

“It’s okay….it’s okay….it’s okay, Breaker.”

“Holy shit…”

(Mini whispered again.)

“Just let it all out, Breaker, it’s okay.”

(Night hesitated for a second but then, he started to sob, Light rubbed and panted his back.)

“I hate everythin’ that happened to me! I want it to go away and never come back! Why couldn’t I have a good dad when you get to have one?! I-I’m not tellin’ you anythin’, you wouldn’t understand!!!”

“I know, but I never said that you had to tell me.”

[ratsoh-writes]

*Kyra knows it's tradition to wear white flower crowns when soul-bonded or in a relationship.... but gosh, the idea is still just so dang romantic, she can't help but pull him down for a quick gentle kiss to the forehead. (Sap)*

Not sure you could find a better one. But I suppose we need one for each of us. Any others catch your eye?

Coffee leans into the kiss eagerly. He loves any sort of affection from kyra being the touch starved sweetie he is.

Coffee: I-i like the mixed flower ones….

He always did love his pops of color, and many white crowns have other flowers mixed in as well. Mostly yellows oranges and reds so they aren’t confused with the color schemes of the other echo flower colors

Coffee: h-how about these ones..?

The next white echo crown pair has white daisies, pink clovers and a few fern leaves mixed in as well. They’re much chunkier than the first set, but more detailed

[lostusagis]

@yukikorogashi asked:

GOSH DARNIT! This was why living in a village so dang far away from Edo City made things a smidge more tricky when it came to being on time-- ESPECIALLY WHEN IT CAME TO HER FRIEND'S BIRTHDAY!

If Kagura would look on over to the Northern Street, she will see a cloud of dust beginning to pick up in size. And soon enough, a pair of familiar silvery pigtails flailing in the wind itself, along with a couple of other things!

As fast as her legs could carry her, Itsuki was rushing on towards Snack House Otose. With balloons, a big ol' package of her friend's favorite snacks, as well as a lil' something handmade from her! And she could only hope that they aren't mashed to a pulp, by the time she reaches her poor friend-in-waiting.

"K-Ka... Kagura... sis!" Itsuki's head hung low as she loudly tried to catch her breath. As she stands right in front of the redhead, she gives herself a moment first-- before lifting her sweaty, smiling face up to her. Handing the gifts over to her friend, as she lets out a whooping (But still pretty breathless): "HAPPI BIRTHDAY, SIS!!!"

She would pull you into a big ol' hug too if she could, but it might be best to save that for later, once she wasn't so dang gross and sweaty!

"... Uhm sorry fer bein' so late! Ah wanted ta make sure ah had this done fer ya!" Gesturing towards one of the packaged gifts in question, inside was a vibrant red Ainu robe that Itsuki had made entirely by hand! With accents of white, yellow, blue and some pink on there as well, which Itsuki had of course picked based on Kagura's usual wardrobe. "Ah hope ya like it! It's great fer the cold weather-- but it's also made ta protect ya against EVIL SPIRITS! ... Uhm sorry ta say it can't protect ya against BUTTHEADS like dat one bro, but... ahhhhh know ya don't need it~" She then dissolves into a fit of giggles upon saying that, "... c'mon! Try it on, sis!"

She had just came back from visiting Princess Soyo. A nice little fun day after her birthday, where she had showed her friend the prizes her brother won her during their trip to the amusement park. Kagura hadn't been expecting to see a cloud of smoke though, much less see Itsuki appear within it. The sight took the Yato by surprise, blue eyes blinking curiously. More importantly, Kagura was really happy to just see her again!

Although, the young Yato worries just a smidge when seeing how out of breath her friend was. ''Are you alright?'' She'd immediately ask in concern, but saw all the things Itsuki was carrying and realized why the girl had been in such a hurry.

''Hehe, thanks Itsuki!'' She was given a beaming smile, appreciative and not really caring about her friend being a day late. It would've been nice if Itsuki had been at her party, although she would've seen the mess that turned into. It still would've been nice to have her there regardless. ''Don't worry about that, it's okay! I would love to have you at my party next year though! If you don't mind a couple others being there....'' Kagura looked at the stuff her friend had brought, the Ainu robe was what made her mouth open agape, looking in awe.

''This is so pretty!!!!! It looks handmade, did you make this?!'' Hearing it could protect her from evil spirits but not buttheads made her laugh. Although, it sounded like Itsuki bumped into the Shinsengumi bastard Kagura had hinted about. Very unfortunate. ''Be careful sis, you have to watch out for yourself you know?'' When she was told to try on the robe, Kagura didn't have to be told twice. She excitedly went ahead and slipped it on, looking over herself and really liking the way it looked on her.

''I love this so much! I'm definitely wearing it, especially since it's getting windy already.'' Even if Itsuki wouldn't had wanted to, Kagura ends up hugging her anyway.

''Thank you!!!! I can't wait until your birthday so I can get you something too. Maybe one day you can come over, and play video games with me and my brother. Although he's, as you say... a butthead. But one I don't mind USUALLY-''

That would be fun, plus she just wanted an opportunity to hang out with Itsuki more!