#he's like a brother to them i swear

[byanyan]

💭 :)

a thought byan has had about your museㅤㅤ∘ ˚ ( accepting )

ㅤㅤ" was he born this stupid? or did someone drop him on his head as a kid? ...prob'ly more than once. should ask one'a his brothers sometime. "

[mirensiart]

a small silly comic for the pain sharing curse au before I throw the really painful comics at y’all

(I also didn’t feel like coloring this one)

also can confirm, my baby cousin once said I was super cringe and I haven’t recovered since :(

(wind apologizes later though since his grandma raised him right)

[wat-zu]

Dysfunctional family au— showdown aftermath, one week later

[sunflowerandstrawberryspice]

I love a good old fashioned predetermined destiny that can not be stopped. Everyone knows that Garmadon is my favorite character by this point and while Lloyd isn't one of my favorite characters (not cause he's a bad character I just like others more) I still really like his story and arc over the course of the story.

I will never not think it's interesting that both Lloyd and Garmadon had fates that they couldn't change or escape. Lloyd was always going to be the green ninja it was destined before he was even a thought, before he was even born, before he could develop a true sense of self a title was thrust upon him and thusly the expectations of everyone around him. Garmadon on the other hand was doomed from the second he was bit by the Great Devourer maybe even before then. He was his father's Oni half and he was very aware of that fact throughout his entire journey in Spinjitzu Brothers we see him slowly begin to think he is destined to ultimately left evil and alone. He tries to be good time and time again only to be possessed, killed and brought back to life without his good half.

Tattoo translations:

Garmadon: Statera Latin for Balance

Lloyd: Iussum Latin for Order

Anyways I like to think Lloyd and Garmadon look kinda similar in facial features and stuff while also looking really different. I think Garmadon probably has a couple of tattoos (it just makes sense for him) and I think Lloyd has maybe one or two but they're smaller but meaningful. Also I think I've FINALLY settled on a Lloyd design, since before now it's been changing every time.

I just think these Legos are interesting :)

[delusionalbitchinthehouse]

Old men aren’t always wise, Primo is well aware of that ; his own father being the most striking exemple of elder stupidity he can think of. Yet he, Primo Emeritus, humbly thinks he himself has been made wise by life. Raising three younger brothers since their idiot of a father wouldn’t...well, it definitely taught him things, and, most importantly, allowed him to form a strong bond with them.

He knows his brothers like the back of his hand ; severe, cold and bitter Secondo, who shies away from the very love he desperately craves ; flamboyant, charismatic Terzo, hidding a bottomless pit of self-hatred under pretty smiles, witty jokes and flirty comments ; sweet, kind-hearted Copia, who feels like an impostor as he battles with Sister Imperator’s clumsy, sometimes harsh and unfit motherly affection. They aren’t perfect, and neither is Primo or their relationship, but they tried, tried so hard, built trust, love and loyalty between all of them, and in the end, it’s all that matter.

Point is. Primo is wise, and he knows his brothers. Knows Terzo – no, not Terzo. Alessandro. So as he watches the scene unfolding in front of him, he knows instantly. It’s in the way his brother’s eyes linger on the rythm guitarist, not long enough for it to be obvious, but enough for Primo to notice. In the way Terzo is almost always subcounciously turning toward the quintessence ghoul as he talks and offers new ideas. In the way his face lights up when Omega praises said ideas, and add his owns. In the way the singer takes every occasions to brush against his ghoul, to adjust the position of his crooked grucifx, to pat his strong arms. How Terzo’s ears grow pink when they make eye contact for just a fraction too long.

Omega is, admitedly, harder to read, even though Primo worked with the ghoul for a time. He always liked him, sturdy, serious, as amazing a pack leader as a musician. He seems more relaxed with Terzo than he was with Primo, a tad more playful, which the older man doesn’t resent. And despite his difficulties to intrepret the quintessence ghoul’s attitude, there are signs that don’t lie. A way of angling himself so that Terzo is never out of his sight, leaning ever so slightly into Terzo’s fleeting touch, praising him with a special kind of warmth in his voice, the ocasional soft, fond chuckle at one of the singer’s joke, absent-mindedly brushing his tail against Terzo’s leg.

If all that wasn’t enough, the other ghouls’ frequent shared knowing glances would be great giveaways as well. So Primo smiles and keeps listening, keeps watching.

Once they reach the end of the practice session, Terzo saunters toward the armchair his older brother folded himself in, ever the showman, grinning.

« So, what do you think, old man ? »

Primo chuckles softly.

« I see you’ve been working hard. I must say, I’m impressed. You’ve grown, and your music with you. »

For just a moment, Primo gets a small, private smile ; Alessandro’s smile, as his little brother squeezes his bony hand in his gloved one.

« Thank you, » he whispers. Then his smile widens, turns into that cocky grin everyone knows, his voice rising again. « Had any favorite ? Ah, your growling vocals-loving hide must have liked Mummy Dust, right ? But you’re a sentimental one too. Maybe He is ? »

Primo shakes his head with a huff.

« Both are very nice, as is the rest of the album, but I have to confess, Deus In Absentia struck me the most. »

At that, Terzo’s face makes something complicated, and he looks over his shoulder, meeting Omega’s eyes from where the ghoul is packing his guitar. He stares back, tipping his head in acknowledgement. Terzo looks back at Primo with an expression just a tiniest bit more eager than he’d usually let it be.

« Really ? Omega helped me with the lyrics. I admit, it might be one of my favorites as well. »

As always, Terzo is quick to offer his arm to his older brother when Primo gets up, much less gracefully than in his youth.

« Well, it is truly a touching song, in my opinion. Both emotional and majestic. »

He leads the both of them to his rose garden in comfortable silence, and only speaks up once he’s sure they are truly alone.

« So, Omega, eh ? Somehow, I’m not even surprised. »

Terzo splutters, almost tripping over his own feet.

« Wh- what ? I don’t- »

A warm smile pulls at Primo’s lips, lightening his weathered face.

« Alessandro Terzo Emeritus, I have known you for your entire life. I know how being in love looks on you. »

For a few seconds, his little brother stares at him, before letting out a long sigh and running a hand through his hair, ears going pink again.

« He is- he’s special, Prim- Dante. He- I never felt that way before. Not that much. »

Primo huffs, gives Terzo’s arm a light squeeze.

« I am glad. I always thought he was a truly admirable ghoul. I trust he takes good care of you ? »

Terzo hums, hanging his head down, raven black locks brushing his features.

« It might sound stupid, but he makes me feel...special. Me, not Papa Emeritus the third. Like he can see right through every layers of bullshit I wrap myself in. »

Primo stops walking, turning around to face his little brother. His happy-looking, flustered little brother. Softly, gently, he presses his bony hand to Terzo’s chest, right above the heart.

« You deserve it. You deserve someone who sees you. I am so, so very happy for you. »

Terzo lights up.

« I’m thinking...I’d like him to know my name. My real name, I mean. I know he would use it wisely ; hell, he was long hesitant about calling me Terzo in public. »

Though it isn’t a question, he looks up through his lashes at Primo, in search of something. The older man pats his brother head with a raspy chuckle. Gives him the reassurance he needs ; the one their father could never give them ; the one Primo endavored to offer his brothers whenever he could.

« I’m sure he’ll be honored. A lovely ghoul indeed. » Primo takes a step back, considers, then decides that a bit of teasing cannot hurt. «  And he’s big too, isn’t he ? »

Terzo chokes on his inhale, instinctively covering his ears, either to hide the flush that can only be seen there because of the paint, or to fruitlessly try and block words he already heard.

« I- the hell ? »

With a snort, Primo smiles mischieviously.

« What ? He is, you barely reach what, his chest perhaps ? »

He waits for realization to dawn on Terzo before adding :

« But, you know. Huge down there too, I’m sure. »

His little brother splutters, before shaking his head incredulously.

« If you were Secondo, I would have kicked you, old man. »

Primo chuckles.

« I am sure that if Secondo had made such a comment, you two would be fighting like you used to as kids, rolling on the ground and all that. »

Terzo smirks.

« Well, I wouldn’t be able to pull his hair anymore. »

With a tut, Primo swats his younger brother on the back of his head.

« Low blow. But, in all seriousness. I am so very glad you are happy. »

« ...Thanks, Dante. »

[loonylooly]

watching Feysands talk about "I'll never forgive Tamlin for killing Rhys's mom and sister and hanging their wings!"... did we read the same books?? Tamlin's father and older brothers (personally I believe coerced but let's not get too opinionated) got Tamlin to tell them where they'd be, killed them, and THEY hung up the wings. And also everyone seems to conveniently forget that Rhys and his dad then massacred the entire spring court high family (is that what they're called?) INCLUDING Tamlin's completely innocent mother. If we're gonna pin Rhys's mother and sister's deaths on Tamlin (who did not do it), lets pin Tamlin's mother's death on Rhys and his dad

[girlthativealwaysbeen]

so many thoughts but i CANNOT stop laughing that all that time we thought louis had some elaborate mind control type reason for staying with armand and it was really just.. HIM TRYING TO MAKE HIS EX JEALOUS SLSKSKKSKSKS

[zennyzach]

here's something I put exactly half a thought into

also a lil guy

[royaltea000]

do you think pruk have tea and gossip while little alfred and ludwig are in the next room stink eyeing eachother. do you think they exchange evil mom tips

Bold of you to assume that pruk are not ALSO stinkeyeing each other! While they’re in the tearoom arguing about territories, treaties, and politics (their version of foreplay) there is a smaller scale battle going on in the playroom where Al and Lud have managed to rip the sword decorations off the walls and are now playing a pvp game of knights vs pirates, subsequently giving their caretakers heart attacks

[the-meme-monarch]

biggest complaint about you is your not a big enough hater about kralsei. Get rageful with it. Make a whole rant about how gross it is in canon. Let the rage take over

oh it takes everything i have to not say swears about it like every day trust me. i am kra/lsei number 1 biggest hater

[hiphopcherrrypop]

normal🧐??????

[i-ran-into-a-lampost]

Funniest shit ever is how both irl and in the verse the general reaction to someone not liking mebius is

[pickled-flowers]

Also just because you get annoyed by something someone is doing doesn't mean they are evil you can leave us alone

[pkmoth]

having swap au thoughts. *slaps roof of claus* there's so much mental illness in this guy. im gonna blow up everyone in the room and then myself

[skyloftian-nutcase]

Hi Lofty!

We really didn’t want to give the boys back, but…..

Return

Shadow looked at the girls with wide, fearful eyes. “Do we really have to go back to the Westwing? Why can’t we just stay with you instead?” Power stood next to him with a carefully blank face, only his slightly trembling hands betraying his emotions.

Mel opened her mouth, about to say something when she got distracted by a loud banging noise coming from the door. The girls exchanged a look. “Who could that be at this time of the day?” Whispered Nancy. Mel shrugged and went to open the door, but froze when she saw who stood in front of her. A tall figure in a blue tunic and cap, covered in plate armor, with glowing white eyes looking at the two heroes still standing inside.

“You said seven days. It has been seven days by your reckoning. I’m going to bring them back now.” The Fierce Deity stepped around the girl still standing in the doorway and towards the boys, picking both of them up with ease and throwing them over his shoulders as if they weighed nothing.

“You can come with me and say goodbye or stay here. It’s your choice.” He said with his deep, rumbling voice as he walked towards the door. “Wait, we want to come with you!” Nancy blurted, being the first of the girls to shake off their surprise.

The two followed the tall being to the west wing, having to take five steps for each of his singular long strides. They eventually arrived at the west wing, where Fierce finally set the two disgruntled heroes down. He turned to the two girls, only now catching up enough to come through the doorway.

“...”

“ wow! you’re fast, well faster than i expected for a walk.” said Mel

“You have done well, these two small ones look much better after a week in your care.” Nancy saw the ghost of a smile on Fierce’s lips for a moment, before his usual wooden expression returned.

“Thanks? More importantly, I hope you guys take care of yourselves! and I hope that this was nice, you deserve nice things.” Nancy spoke the last part as though quoting something, though none of the heroes had any idea what.

“Goodbye until we can steal you away from Lofty again!” Mel called out with a wink

Shadow perked up, “Ducks?” he asked before the door was closed and locked by the Fierce deity, a moment after the lock clicked the sounds of Lofty’s car returning were heard and the girls scrambled for the window, hoping it was still open.

WELL OK FINE I DIDNT NEED MY HEART ANYWAY 😭😭😭 My poor babies I feel like a villain sosjsbfofcjbsqljwber LOL

DONT WORRY BOYS I LOVE YOU I SWEAR—

HA Fierce being the one to retrieve them, seems appropriate he’s just like “ok time’s up” 😂

@nancyheart11, Mel, thank you two SO MUCH I cannot adequately express how cute and sweet this was, I literally would get so happy every time I saw an ask and looked forward to seeing what adventures they had ❤️❤️❤️ this was adorable

Love you both ❤️❤️❤️

[beanghostprincess]

GOD NOW YOUVE GOT BE THINKING ABOUT THE KID SILLIES (asl + sanji)

ace and sabo constantly trying to one up each other in winning sanjis affection ("no he likes ME more-" / "NUH UH, I GOT HIM FLOWERS")

sanji getting injured and the three brothers SCRAMBLING to help ("im fine, you three-" / "GET MISS MAKINO-" / "sanji let me carry you down-" / "IS HE GONNA BE OKAY :'[" / "guys it just hurts a bit-" / "IT HURTS???")

maybe sabo tucking sanjis bangs back while hes talking about the all blue? sanji pausing (freezing) and sabo panics but sticks with it, tells sanji to keep talking (sabo almost tells him hes found the all blue, right there in sanjis eyes)

(maybe he does it again when they reunite, many, many years later, but no less gently. no less tender.)

You almost made me have a heart attack with those last lines,,, God,,, Sabosan save me. Sabosan. Save me Sabosan.

The kids won't stop fighting for Sanji's attention. Luffy because he likes the food and he has decided he's going to be his cook (and he's stubborn so he won't give up). And Ace and Sabo because... Well... Pretty boy who knows how to cook and he's also the sweetest. They're going FERAL fighting over him and they're still young and stupid, so it's even funnier.

Because they will argue for dumb things like who gets to sleep closer to him at night or who should save him first if he's ever in danger. The only times they don't argue is when Sanji actively gets hurt and they work together to take care of him, but it doesn't even last long because they start fighting about who's the one carrying Sanji to Makino and in the end, it always ends up being Luffy.

Anyway-- SABOSAN MOMENT I CAN'T WAIT I AM SORRY:

Please. I am sobbing. Sanji is so insecure when it comes to his eyebrows and when Sabo tucks his bangs back while he's speaking, he suddenly stops. He's terrified Sabo will laugh at him. It's the first time he has a friend and the first time he has ever felt something like this for somebody (because wow, turns out his friendship with Sabo isn't the same as his friendship with Ace and Luffy!! Why would that be happening??!! /s). So he panics. His heart stops. He freezes. But Sabo tells him to keep going and smiles so, so sweetly at him that Sanji keeps speaking. And Sabo doesn't seem disgusted or,,, Or weirded out. He looks at Sanji so fondly the cook thinks he's going to have a heart attack at such a young age.

When they find each other again after so many years, Sabo does the same. Still softly and gently, something Sabo's worst enemies would never expect from him. And this time he is the one asking Sanji to please explain to him what the All Blue is all over again. He tucks his bangs back and says "I've always loved your eyebrows" / "Pfft. You have worse taste than I thought" / "They're beautiful, you're... You're beautiful" / "I don't- I'm not-" / "Tell me about the All Blue" / "Again?" / "Indulge me?" / "... Idiot" / "I like it, c'mon! You are cute when you smile. You should do it more and you only seem to do so when you talk about the All Blue" / "So... You're only asking to see me smile?" / "Among other things".

And Sanji talks and talks and he forgets exactly why he started talking but he gets lost in his own words about his dream, while Sabo smiles back at him. Thinking about Sabo kissing Sanji's eyebrow suddenly and impulsively and making him blush and stutter while he speaks...