#parttimepuff

[miss-tessbess]

3rd commission done! Once again commissioned by Azure (who again, previously ran @fluff-of-yarn), this time featuring Fluff with @parttimepuff 's Luna!!!

Do you have orb? I will draw orb!

[interdimensional-ship]

Headcanon generator meme

Lor

1. Lor doesn't own a single pair of matching socks.

“>To be fair, I don’t own a single pair of socks period.”

2. Lor is unemployed.

“>I mean… I guess?”

3. Lor has been to prison.

“>If you count the Haldera Volcano as a prison… Not too far off from one in my case I suppose.”

4. Lor can’t sit in a chair properly.

“>I’m starting to think this generator wasn’t designed with someone like me in mind. You try sitting in a chair when you don’t have legs, are too large to fit in most buildings let alone use most furniture, and have a rudder to worry about!”

5. If Lor was presented with an intergalactic portal, they would enter it without question.

“>Ok, this one makes more sense. If it was my own portal or made by someone I trust, sure, but I’m not impulsive enough to just enter random portals if I don’t have any idea where they lead or how stable they are, even if they’re large enough to accommodate someone of my size to begin with. It’s basic warp safety!”

Magolor

1. Magolor hates being alone.

“…”

Though mostly hidden by his clothing, his expression is still mostly readable as the type one makes when they really want to argue but also can’t really deny what’s been said. Being alone sucks. Nobody to play pranks on, nobody to talk to, nobody to help you when you’ve hit a rough patch, nobody to bring you back to reality when you’re stuck in your own head and don’t even realize it, nobody to take the pickles they put on your burger when you specifically asked for no pickles…

2. Magolor enjoys doing taxes.

“Uhh… Yep, sure do! Boy do I just love doing my taxes and being a perfect law abiding citizen and all that. Uh-huh.”

3. Magolor is a cat person.

“I am NOT a catboy.”

Says the catboy, who is in denial.

4. Magolor can’t make the voices go away.

“Uh, yeah I can, all I have to do is just stay awake, duh.”

If he were home right now this certainly would have started yet another conversation with Lor regarding his progress on getting over the whole nightmares stemming from a cursed artifact full of damned souls thing. Speaking of which…

5. Magolor is going to hell.

“I already DID I am NOT going through that again. Why couldn’t I get the fun quip-worthy ones? This generator is BIASED.”

((Tagged by: @bladesfromthedark))

((Tagging: @parttimepuff, anyone who wants to steal))

[panickypeachboy]

April Fools 2021 in a nutshell. (B-side)

[smashingsire]

005. Are they in good health?

//Physically, yes. Even though the King knows he’s overweight, he never lets that get in the way. He’s slow but builds up his speed by training in his ring at certain amounts of times. He’s strong and nimble when boxing and could swing a mallet that only he has the upper body strength to do so.

I headcanon that while he’s got a big jiggly belly, his arms have the right amount of muscle. He lifts from all the times he swung that hammer so don’t expect flabby wings.

As mentally,... not so much during nights. He still gets anxious over the Dark Matter and such when alone.//

[inexplicably-spookified]

📂

sue’s always been a very fidgety person and ever since becoming a mimiga that’s gotten worse, she’s always getting the urge to chew on stuff or scratch at things - herself, sometimes, if she doesn’t have an outlet, though she tries not to

[skewed-logic]

📲- Talk about someone/something you dislike, but only pretend to like

Force my muse to spill their secrets | no longer accepting

“Why do I choose to stay under the employ of King Dedede now that Nightmare is no longer a threat? It is a question I have often asked myself, and the answer is one that... does not come easily.”

“The truth of the matter is even if I wanted to leave, I still have a contract with the King. I fear that Dream Land is as close to home as I will ever get, and until some greater threat surfaces elsewhere, I have no reason nor desire to leave... even though, the King and I often do not see eye to eye when it comes to our values.”

[aplushemporium]

#((Is Gremlin in the competition? No))#((Can he eat this? Absolutely not))#((But he would show up specifically for this and then leave so ergthfyhetgwr))

“Wanya?”

The vendor dee looks around. They thought someone was staring intently at the Nightmare scoop they just served to an audience member.

...Nope, the other audience members in view had their eyes on the game.

They casually went back to work, serving up more scoops of the Nightmare ice cream, in both blueberry acai flavor, and startlingly enough, the test version of ube black sesame. So far it’s just spectators who are ordering food, but participants and non participants are welcome to order too.

“Come and get your refreshments! Homemade treats and drinks, wanya!”

[miracledreamfriends]

"alt!"

“Huh?”

“Where am I and how did I get here!?”

[popopo-of-the-stars]

What you've done with Popopo is and always will be amazing! You took a character with little more than a design and made him into an incredibly likeable and well written little hero. I adore Popopo and I'm glad you're bringing him back!

How am I doing with my character? Tell me in the askbox, and I'll publish it without comment.

[dreamybandee]

// Tumblr Accent Meme: [4/8]

Oooooh! Half! Way! Theeeeeere! Thanks nyall. ;w;

[reflected-ship]

((Starter for @parttimepuff !))

Having already warped into the area she's sure is near the equivalent location to the abandoned Moonlight Mansion, the Umbramaker flies a short distance to the northeast. The forest she's made a habit of warping above, while providing cover from below should anyone be looking upwards, leaves little room for an entire ship.

Since it's much easier for Roa to think on the ground, and it's important that she figure out more specifics to her plan, she starts searching for somewhere that she could safely land for a little bit.

‘Green Greens’, or one of the almost identical areas around it, seems like her best bet for that. Plus, something tells her that such a peaceful area is what her counterpart would look for in a living space. Something about an almost eternally green patch of plains seems like it'd get their attention. Strangeness attracts strangeness.

At her speed, it doesn't take long to find at least a similarly green ocean of grass. She pays little mind to the few homes and paths dotting the landscape, opting to make her descent closer to the forest. Tree cover on at least one side offers a small amount of comfort in this situation. Like having your bed against a wall, except you're both the person and the bed.

Though considering where to start looking first, the ship is, as usual, keeping tabs on the world around her. After all, if something were to happen, it's best to be aware. Like, if a friendly looking yellow orb spotted her, or something like that, she's gotta know about it. But that probably wouldn't happen.

[scourge-of-stars-archive]

✏ ((Could you try Reverie?))

((Hope you don’t mind the fact that it’s a sketch, didn’t want to wear myself out in case I get more requests! Anyways here he is! Image came out funky because the light in my room is also funky))

[rudyknight]

dirt 🍂 - do you take care of any plants?

I used to grow lavender and onions but I stopped doing that for some reason

[the-officiant-of-nothing-archive]

send 💼 for a work headcanon

from the icon headcannon meme

“after all i did...i don’t think ill be able to get a job, not here nor anywhere...it doesn’t help I am tecninally a senior so that complicates things...”

“...but if hobbies counts as work, growing plants can be a nice future...having a garden farm sounds nice...make that into a job? is that a good idea?”

[nightfallen-system]

kidcore - favorite childhood memory

My favorite childhood memory would have to be that time I was jumping on my trampoline minding my own before my rottweiler, Lady, jumped up on there with me and played around with me on the trampoline. It was a fun and good time. I miss her so much, one of the best dogs I ever had.

[interdimensional-ship]

🎁 A package arrives not far from Lor's front door. A note attached to it reads 'Merry Christmas, Lor and Magolor!! From Luna and Gremlin'. Judging by how different the name Gremlin looks, it can be assumed he signed it himself. Inside the box is a warm scarf hat combo for Mags and a USB of some sort filled with pictures of Luna's siblings. Underneath the clothes are what can be assumed to be Gremlin's gifts: wood carved to look like a swan and another like a caracal. Seems he made them.

Magolor was the one to eventually notice the box outside and bring it in while getting ready to remove Lor’s Christmas lights. Oh well, he could do that later; it seems Luna and Gremlin have given the pair gifts of their own!

The Halcandran wasted no time bringing the box inside and telling Lor who it was from. It wasn’t exactly small, but not huge either, though a little bit heavier than expected. He didn’t bother to shake it to see if the contents were loose, as there could be something fragile inside.

“>Well, go on, open it!”

The AI didn’t have to repeat herself to get Magolor opening up the package.

He took out the USB first, setting it aside so that he could take out the warm clothes that had been packed for him. The egg is delighted.

“This is perfect, now I can actually go outside in comfort! Well, my upper half will be warm, at least.”

He takes out the clothes and sets them next to the USB, before deciding to put the USB on top so that he doesn’t lose it. Lor could find it again via scanner, of course, but he’d feel kinda dumb afterwards.

“>There’s something else in the box.”

“I know, I can see, gimme a second.”

Not bothered by Lor’s excitement– she’s got a right to be happy, considering most years they don’t get Christmas gifts at all– he carefully lifts the carved wooden animals out of the box, taking a moment to look over each one. The details are very good, especially since they appear to be hand-carved.

He guesses these are Gremlin’s gifts; not to bash Luna, but nub hands probably wouldn’t be the best when it comes to carving things. The pair of animals are placed on Lor’s dashboard, next to the two salt lamps already there.

“>A cat and a swan… I wonder if those are supposed to be us?”

“Heh, maybe. They’re really neat, either way.”

“>Oh! I wanna see what’s on that USB. Could you plug it in?”

“Sure, let me just…”

He picks up the little thing and plugs it into Lor, who promptly gives a little gasp.

“What is it? Something wrong?”

“>Ohhh my goodness you have to see these pictures!”

As she speaks, she begins displaying the aforementioned pictures on her big screen, slideshow style. As soon as Magolor sees the first young child he understands exactly why Lor got so excited. Though he’s not much of a kid person, he does watch along with her for a little bit. They’re cute, but he feels like looking at someone else’s family pictures is kinda strange without them there.

Nonetheless, the boat and egg have had a nice time, and will let their friends know the gifts are appreciated.