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amphibianaday · 1 year ago
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day 1421
#uh just a heads up if you expand the tags to see all there's. a lot. very long#amphibian#frog#poison dart frog#based on my most popular frog to date (day 651)#inspired by everyone pointing out what they think it looks like#here's a fun secret fact the original guy is actually a phantasmal poison dart frog (Epipedobates tricolor)#(according to the original artists title of the drawing)#not Anthony's poison arrow frog (Epipedobates anthonyi)#i feel too awkward to really point it out though because they look the exact same. i cannot tell if there is a difference#im half convinced the same frog was just discovered and named twice#its very curious btw if you go on the (english) wikipedia page for either species it doesn't mention the other#while hereptiles.info (no idea if this is a trustworthy site) lists both names as common names for the same frog (incorrectly??)#while inaturalist lists them as two different frogs. curiously with tricolor having wayyyyy fewer photos#ok anyway that's my rant i went on a whole journey trying to figure out if these are the same frog or not and i have no answer#i did some more 'research' and i am more confused. some sources seem to imply they are now considered the same species ( e. tricolor)#i think my conclusion is i am willing to agree the drawing looks more like e. anthonyi. it seems like tricolor is generally less vibrant re#and the white is darker and more green?#i feel like thumblr should stop me from typing more in the tags at this point this is a whole essay#at this point i am failry convinced this is specifically the Santa Isabel frog. isthat the real subspecies or morph or whatever#or just the name pet sites are using to sell it??#i even found some sources (frog selling websites) refering to it as “Epipedobates Anthonyi 'Santa Isabel' Phantasmal Poison Dart Frog” lol#Anyways if you read this far hi. species are confusing. i am not a frog scientist#the first few tags are like an hour old now i just kept trying to figure it out and adding more tags
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hattiecursedsigh · 25 days ago
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Howdy! Here is the Google Form to take part in the Dracula Secret Santa 2024! Please fill this in to let me know you will be joining in the fun. You will need an email to send the form through. Thank you everyone who has reblogged and said they are interested! :D
If you haven't read the original post, I recommend you do that before filling in the form. I will be posting a FAQ soon.
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cecibeanz · 11 months ago
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secret santa art for @joonebugg !! the winters…🥲❤️
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joonebugg · 11 months ago
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Secret santa for @drearyymoth !!!
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blabbin · 2 years ago
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"He leaves her offerings on his way in and out, and if he sometimes crouches in the alleyway with a cigarette in one hand and a can of cat food at his feet, well, that's just the way of the world. Boys must sometimes smoke cigarettes out by the dumpster; open cans of cat food must sometimes exist in alleyways."
Fanart for @stonekeyy's adorable fic "Options" <3
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just-a-honey-badger · 11 months ago
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heeeyyyyy kiddooooo howre uuuu
HEY WASSUP HOMIE
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givingmeyourweekends · 11 months ago
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oh that sounds so cozy!! i hope you have a great week :) what kind of posters do you have?
today's QOTD: if you could only listen to one album (taylor or otherwise) for the rest of your life, what album would you pick and why?
At home I have Lana Del Rey NFR cover poster, Wallows tour poster, this one of Taylor, and one of a unicorn going to a therapist and the therapist is saying "you need to believe in yourself" lol. In my suite at school I have a cat and a butterfly, and 2 claude monet paintings I got at a poster fair:)
If I could only listen to one album hmm. It would definitely be by Taylor. I think anything 1989> I would get sick of cuz I listened to it when I was a child a lot, and i already don't listen to them too often because of that. Except Fearless my baby! Folklore I would get sick of after a while I know because it's my comfort album and doesn't fit every scenario..Midnights just because it's all the same style and it's just not my favorite album. Lover is close but all that's left is Evermore and the only notable difference is there's better prose in Evermore. And I think I go for more folk styles in my daily listening (even tho I do love pop and rock as well). Evermore has a lot to uncover in the album even these years later. And there's a lot of awe in it that I can go back to over and over. I also think it has variety in songs for different situations..songs to dance to (NBNC), songs to cry to (Champagne Problems), songs to be happy to (Long Story Short). Songs about love, life, and the PROSE on that album. I listen to her voice and the production are both great. I could uncover different themes and character storylines in the album in different ways. The only thing really close to comparison for me is Fearless. Fearless (Taylor's Version) has about double the amount of songs which is nice. Probably everything I said about Evermore I could say about Fearless. Different songs for different situations, the production, themes in the album. I could connect lyrics in that album over and over. I think it's only fault is that it's a bit young for me. Like I'm not in high school, and I'm only getting older. So I'll probably need Evermore later in life more than I will Fearless. Just because Evermore has more adult characters. I dunno. So yeah, Evermore. Skipless album!
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roccinan · 2 years ago
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Prompt: “Holiday meet-cute at a coffee shop”
Happy Christmas, @moneyheist-fam ! I planned to do a drawing for Berlermo Secret Santa this year, and your prompt was perfect for it. I hope the image captures a little of what you wanted! (Background taken from pixabay and touched up to fit the mood~)
I wish I could have had the time to write you something to go along with it, so I definitely still plan to follow up with an actual story for you some day! 
I didn’t have time to craft a proper story to accompany the painting, so I definitely owe you one for your prompt! Pick any scenario you want and I'll make it a goal to follow through ;)
Click through to AO3 for the multi-choice scenarios!
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zelsisi · 11 months ago
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I know I posted that I need to get back to writing my fics. And with that, it leads me here.
I will be re writing my fics. Of Vod and Aru’ese and The Lost Heir. Cause 1. I literally don’t know where I’m going with them anymore, 2. My style is really outdated cause I haven’t written in years, 3. Some things just don’t make sense and I didn’t flush out a reason for any of it
Those are just 3 reasons off the top of my head. So this will take a lot of time BUT I haven’t forgotten. And also I’ll be working on the new fic I mentioned for FFXIV.
I HAVE SO MUCH WRITING TO DO AND SO LITTLE TIME/ENERGY/SLEEP/MOTIVATION
Cause I’m also writing another thing on the side aka a dnd campaign setting book. Annnd also writing something for this years SWTOR Secret Santa
I have no chill lol
I either do everything at once or none at all
As Master Yoda said, “Do or do not. There is no try.”
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trooperst-3v3 · 11 months ago
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Well, the interrogation droids haven't found the Secret Santa blabbermouth yet, but they DID find a few crew members who admitted to leaving the refresher without washing their hands. So THOSE guys will be bypassing re-education and heading straight to the brig to atone for their crimes.
Look. We mostly live on a SHIP in SPACE with RECYCLED AIR and LIMITED MEDICAL SUPPLIES. Let's try to keep the spread of germs low by at least applying the bare minimum of good hygiene, yeah?
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moonstruckmoony · 5 months ago
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A Ravenclaw Lunch 🦅
Drew some of my favorite Ravenclaws on this platform. Although one isn't necessarily a Ravenclaw. (@traceyc-uk I genuinely thought he was a Ravenclaw when I first saw him lol but I saw your comment reply somewhere that your first playthrough was Ravenclaw so I think this counts… a bit? 😂)
This post is basically a peace offering (and a love letter) bcs I want to make more Ravenclaw friends 👀👉🏻👈🏻 definitely not because I'm obsessed with you guys' MCs
I swear it was supposed to be a silly doodle at first but idk how or when down the line but somehow it turned into this mega drawing. Took me weeks to finish it. I’m not happy with a few technical things especially lights and shadows… and some other things as well but I leave it be bcs I’m aware that I’m still learning 🥲 The rest I’m pretty satisfied with, I’m just happy that I got to finally finish this.
Front row (left to right):
Violet and Pearl Castellar by @vienguinn Omg HAPPY BELATED BELATED BIRTHDAY TO THESE BABIES! These 2 are some of my favorites and everytime you post I always open my phone real quick, your short comics are my comfort 🩵
Clora Clemons by @choccy-milky I cannot not draw Clora?!!?! I consider you a legend in this fandom tbh 👑 also I want to thank you bcs your fic and illustrations literally helped me go through my stressful period when I was at my lowest bcs of my new demanding job that I started half a year ago. I look forward to your post everytime and your Clora and Seb always heals my soul 😭🩵💚
Sally Salamander by @siboom777 Sally is just so wacky and unapologetically herself and I love her for it 🩵 Does she take commissions for toys tho?
Marvin Jerry by @runicxraven MY LOVELY SILLY ADORABLE LITTLE NERD 💗💗💗💗 I need more Marvin in my life honestly.
@najiang ‘s MC - I’m so so sorry I didn’t draw her full face😭, I tried my best to show her face as much as I can while still looking like she’s taking those sausages haha. But anyway please know that I love your art so so much and I kept going back to the curry one and the one where MC came across Amit with beard as adults (that one is hilarious). Idk if your MC has a name or you left it nameless? I assume it was the latter but if she has one I’d love to know!
Faustine Daemon by @faustinio27 Hey, a fellow INFJ! Winter is the same 🩵 I really love her story and especially her personality character sheet, you drew her expressions really well and I’m a fan!
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Oliver Lennox by @pixie-dustss Handsome boi 🥰 We’re friends already (I hope I’m not the only one who thinks that way 🫢) from TikTok and you made me a video for Secret Santa last year and I just found out recently that you’re on Tumblr too so I want to say thanks by drawing Oliver! 🩵🩵🩵
Aurélie Collins by @morelikeravenbore I loove this look for Aura, she just looks so chic with the hat and scarf 😭🩵 Sassy Ravenclaw bebe 🥰 My Winter has some French heritage (the lore is still rotting in my notebook bcs I haven’t had the chance to draw her family members 🥲) so I do hope they can be friends and Aura would teach her French bcs she can’t speak much of it 👉🏻👈🏻
Alistair Dusk by @speedysart Surprise! You commented on my last speedpaint on Tiktok yesterday and I want to spill this art so bad but I was almost done so I kept my mouth shut haha. I love the pretty boi’s hair and piercings, and the fact that you chose this blazer for him, I just love it he looks so dapper in that 😣🩵
Eleonora Russel by @zordanna I love sweet Eleonora and her fascination with the moon and stars 🩵🌌 Oh and I kept coming back to your “I feel like an orange” Tiktok bcs it’s so fluffy and it heals my stress… also I adore your art it’s super soft and painty and delicate 🥹💗
@traceyc-uk ‘s MC - YOUR MC. I SWEAR TO MERLIN HE’S ON MY MIND 24/7 LATELY. Not sure why, it’s probably bcs I kept re-reading your comics. Also bcs he’s an adorable little golden retriever (but also a fierce cat!😼) You’re super talented in drawing comics and facial expressions, I have a lot to learn especially in terms of layouting… last time I made a comic I hated the layout and the fact that it looks stiff to me, so your comics has been such an inspiration!
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killiansprincss · 2 years ago
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OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD ??!!!! (Also not be going totally at such a talented fanfic author being my Santa)
I have so many things to say!! It’s been so much fun getting to know you the past few weeks I loved getting a super long ask in my inbox and getting excited over answering it!
This fic was INCREDIBLE!!! It had everything I wanted and more!! I am actually obsessed with this, I had to take so many breaks in between as I was smiling so hard!! It was amazing! Thank you so much and Merry Christmas!!!
Barefoot in the wildest winter... a captain swan Christmas AU
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Summary: 
She wasn’t supposed to come back. It had been a stupid plan, thinking she could get in and out of Storybrooke without anyone knowing she was here. Just catch the skip, bring him in and go back to Boston without her brother finding out that she’d lied about not being able to come home for Christmas like she did every year. There’s some kind of cosmic joke being made at her expense. There has to be for this day and this storm to have led her here of all places, on tonight of all nights.The walk to the building feels all too familiar and she struggles to push back the memories of the last time she was here as she works up the nerve to make her way up the stairs, to knock on the door. There’s still time to run. “Swan?” “Hey, Killian.”
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Merry Christmas @killiansprincss​​ ! It’s me, not the problem this time but your Secret Santa 🎅
I’ve SO enjoyed getting to know you over the last few weeks and getting to talk CS, Christmas and Taylor Swift! 🥰 
I hope you like this little story I’ve written you for the @cssecretsanta2020​​ I tried to fit in as many of your favorites as I could: soft Killian, forced proximity/only one bed, fluff/smut/angst (with a happy ending of course), and a little nod to some favorite holiday movies, a splash of favorite side characters and scenes, and (obviously) a little inspiration from the queen of love songs herself  
And a hundred thousand million thank yous to @the-darkdragonfly​ who saved this fic when it went off the rails and made it not terrible <3 It never would have come together without you holding my hand through all of it.
Read on Ao3 were my italics work! 
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It’s not that bad. 
It’s just a little snow.
The Bug is reliable and she’s got winter tires. 
She’ll be fine. 
Shit, she just missed her turn. They need more street lights around here - the snow covering the signs doesn’t help either. She ducks her head, trying to see better, looking for any landmarks she recognizes. Emma thought she knew Storybrooke off by heart, but it seems a decade away has left some of her recollection hazy. 
The snow had come out of nowhere, blanketing the ground in the amount of time it took her to walk in and out of the Sheriff’s station, the flurries massive and wet as they hit her windshield. What little light her headlights manage to shine through the dark is blinded by angry streams of flakes, falling furiously against them in the harsh wind, the consistent rattling noise unnerving.
She used to wish for winters like this, town blanketed in snowfall, schools closed and days spent hiding out with friends. ‘Here.’ A gift pushed awkwardly into her hand, an embarrassed smile, flakes swirling around a little version of the town they both lived in. ‘Now you’ll always have snow.’ Now she just needs to get away. The magic is gone. No more dreams of white Christmases. 
She can see the water - she thinks - to her left. There’s a road along the shore, one that leads out of town in a more round-about way, and so she makes the next left turn she can, weaving through the narrow, empty streets until she finds herself on Misthaven road with a triumphant cheer. Okay. She’s got this. This way leads right out of town and towards he highway and she can - 
Emma slams her foot down on the break, eyes suddenly reflecting bright in her headlights and the car swerves on the slick ground. She doesn’t have time to see what it was, cursing as the bug swings frantically from side to side, fighting with the wheel to get it back under control as it skids towards the ditch piled high with snow. But there’s no stopping it.
The impact is jarring, her whole body rocking forward with the force of the sudden stop. She grips the wheel, heart racing as she puts her head down against it to take a breath. You’re okay. It could have been a lot worse, she rationalizes when she looks up to find her windshield and front windows completely clouded in white. She could have hit the water. 
She manages to get her seatbelt off, falling forward into the dashboard with a grunt. The door won’t budge when she tries it, the snow packed tightly on either side, so she pulls out her phone to call for help. She finds it on the floor instead, screen shattered and ominously black. Of course. 
Climbing through the car, over the back seats to the trunk, she manages to pop it open and heave herself out. Emma looks back at her little bug as she sits on the bumper, uses it to step back onto the road. I’m sorry, I’ll come back for you. She just needs to find a phone. Do payphones still exist? This town has been stuck in the 90s for decades. Or someone has to come by eventually, a snow plow, another person as determined to get out of here as she is…
Her coat isn’t warm enough, arms wrapped around herself as her hair, freezing in icy tendrils, whips across her face as she struggles to keep her eyes open against the onslaught of wet snow. Where are you? No answer comes, her memories of this road too hazy to see through the storm. So she walks, picking a direction rather than standing and losing extremities one by one. 
She wasn’t supposed to be here. She was never supposed to come back here at all. She should have ignored the call, let someone else take the bounty on the skip that had decided to go hide out in her hometown, a place she’s managed to avoid for over a decade now. She’d gotten out, run as far and fast as she could, hurt one too many times by this cursed little town where all her happy endings were taken from her. 
Christmas morning, the day after her first and only boyfriend had dumped her - the last in a long line to leave her behind in Storybrooke - because he ‘wanted to see what was out there’, she’d taken a train to Boston and never looked back. She wasn’t supposed to come back. 
It had been a stupid plan, thinking she could get in and out of Storybrooke without anyone knowing she was here. Just catch the skip, bring him in and go back to Boston without her brother ever finding that she’d lied about not being able to come home for Christmas like she did every year. And yet here she is, wandering the streets of Storybrooke on Christmas Eve, lost and alone. 
She’s not sure how far she’s gone when she sees the water, a clearing in the trees, a straight shot to the beach. The waves bring memories with them as they crash against the shore, the sea always refusing to be frozen by the harshest of colds. There’s a metaphor in there somewhere. Arms wrapped solidly around her, a hand taking hers, ‘come with me,’ sitting in the cold sand throwing rocks at the waves with his hands on her ears, ‘they’re going to fall off, Killian,’ and her heart on her sleeve. 
Emma looks up at the building across the street. If she squints she thinks can see a light on. There’s some kind of cosmic joke being made at her expense. There has to be for this day and this storm to have led her here of all places, on tonight of all nights. She still has a snowglobe on her mantle, a gift given to her by a boy she’d spent most of high school infatuated with, and the years after navigating an ineffable friendship. 
How long has it been since she’s seen him? Not since that morning she left, the one where everything had almost changed. It did, she supposes, but not the way she’d been so suddenly terrified it could in those few breaths between a question and a goodbye. He may not even live there anymore. She knows he’s still in town from what David’s told her and the occasional social media stalking, but that’s about all she knows about him now. 
It’s your best bet. At least whoever’s there might have a phone she can use, know a tow that she can call to get her bug back on the road and her on her way back to Boston. The walk to the building feels all too familiar and she struggles to push back the memories of the last time she was here as she works up the nerve to make her way up the stairs. Still, her heart pounds in her chest and her stomach tightens reflexively when she knocks on the door. There’s still time to run.
“Swan?”
“Hey, Killian.” 
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lowkeyrobin · 3 months ago
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still so disappointed that mr pennycrumb [fives dog in the comics] didnt rlly appear much in the show </3
ok ok so its the academy's birthday and the reader is insanely good at gift giving and never forgets to give presents if theres smth special happening. they hand out the gifts to everyone except they avoid five and disappear w/o them knowing where they went, only to come back at dusk w/ a larger box. obviously five went insane and rambles on how worried he was before the reader finally shuts him up by plopping the box on him, and boom. theres a puppy.
[loved the last viktor fic btw. literally bawled my eyes out]
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OMG YES the only appearance we saw was in s3 when Luther went on a jog before he got napped :( ; and thank you!! I got bored and I couldn't extend it any further so it's kinda dumb but it's alr haha ; thanks for requesting, hope you enjoy! ; also sorry this is so short and dumb idk writers block is so picky
FIVE HARGREEVES ; mr pennycrumb
summary ; when the umbrella academys birthdays roll around, you get five a whole ass dog
warnings ; language
disclaimers ; some of the gifts are related to hobbies/interests that are more of hcs than actual canon
word count ; 738
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When you walked into Allison's with multiple boxes and bags for the Hargreeves, they all knew you were at it again with your insane yet accurate gift giving. They started with cake, then moved over to presents.
Gift giving in the family was like secret Santa in a way. Everyone would essentially get gifts for all the others, and they'd pass around gifts one by one, usually by number order. Luther was always first, Viktor always last. Lila usually snuck in around Diego, because duh. Viktor had gotten used to being last, the forgotten one. But around his family now, he knew it wasn't like that anymore. He'd rather go last so everyone else could have their special time on their special day.
So, the group sets the gifts tagged for Luther on the table in front of him. The kids halfway watch from afar, paying attention to the TV and their toys more than their celebrating parents, aunts, and uncles.
You were among the minority in the house that didn't share a birthday with them, thank God. You would've gone insane over big birthdays like this.
Five, meanwhile, was going insane over you basically ignoring him all day.
You'd gotten Luther some workout gear, knowing he'd taken up going to the gym within the past couple of years. Among other gifts were little trinkets and other things he wanted. He was a little hard to shop for, never really wanting anything, enjoying the quality time over any gift giving.
Next was Diego, and inside the gift you got for him, was a knife sharpening kit. He'd lost his old one just in time. Lila came up next, receiving a few nice outfits you found for her and a gift card to Cosmoprof, as she'd been thinking about re-dyeing her hair to white again.
Next up was Allison, grateful for the numerous acting job business cards you'd given her on top of a bunch of books that were on her Amazon wishlist. She was a serious reader who wanted to get back into acting, now.
Klaus was after her, ecstatic about a carry-around cleaning kit. You were going to go with a joint maker to make his life easier before he got sober. Now he wouldn't need a full bag of cleaning supplies, he'd have your perfect gift.
Five decided to go last, wanting to watch his family be happy more than open presents himself.
Ben was next, receiving some letters from modeling agencies. As he should.
Viktor was second to last, very appreciative for the new drink recipes you'd made and found for him atop the pile of clothes you'd gotten him.
You disappeared around dusk, leaving Five to open his presents without presence. He was physically eighteen, mentally sixty-two today.
As he looks up, seeing the lack of you around, he hides a soft frown. He noticed how you weren't standing near him all night, how you barely even spoke around him.
"Did you do something to Y/n?" Klaus asks out of the blue. "They just kinda... dissappeared"
Five shrugs. "I don't think I did. Even if I did do something, they'd talk it out with me"
Allison shrugs. "I think that's them" she comments, looking out the screen door to see you pull up in your car again. "Diego, could you get the door?"
Diego turns around, unlocking the door for you, holding it open as he sees you holding a big box.
"Why is that box bigger than you?"
"Also, why is it moving?"
You set the box on the table in front of Five, a wide smile on your face. "Open it"
He slowly sets aside the large box of coffee pods he received from Diego to the side, slowly reaching for the box flaps. As he pulls them to the side, out jumps a little dog.
"Oh my God?"
Five smiles, pulling the puppy into his lap. He looks up at you, a glimmer in his eyes. "Why did you get me a dog?"
You shrug, moving the box off the table. "You're a lonely old man, you need some company"
He chuckles, petting the pug's head.
"What're you gonna name it?" Ben asks, arms crossed.
"Him" You correct
"Mr. Pennycrumb" Five answers.
"Why?" Luther asks.
The physically younger boy shrugs. "Why not?"
"Interesting choice" Klaus mutters with a shrug.
Five smiles up at you, giddy like a little kid. "Thank you"
"I try"
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angsthology · 1 year ago
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THE KANGAROO(KIE) VS. THE WORLD
the misadventures of being the only female f1 driver through the eyes of the grid’s renowned snoopy-loving kangaroo
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mostly thank u to @sebscore and @disneyprincemuke for the idea of fem!driver on the grid (i love both of them by them please check it out)
anyway! these are mostly from random spurts of thought i have along with memories of my toddler self who wanted to be race car driver! (did not in fact become one btw. im somehow becoming a law student instead). i also try to not use any y/n (which so far i have succeeded in, hopefully, hehe) and psa, she is often implied as a non-european. (well more on how i write her cause i write what i know)
also, apologies in advance, this is going to have a LOT of projecting <3
talk to meee!!1! (or maybe request just whatever)
tag << everything rvstw (asks, brainrots, & more!!)
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ABOUT THE DRIVER
☆ introduction
a little intro into our driver and the likes of her (hcs)
☆ re-intro
idk car stuff and some designs
☆ more
just random stuff about her
☆ behind the driver
behind every little gremlin is a group of tired adults
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ROOKIE ERA (2022)
☆ the origin story
the journey of when what and whys of our driver
☆ the kangaroo!
the story of how she got the nickname “roo”
☆ the gig
she’s... in a band?
☆ the presence
roo has been acting a little too quiet and when the drivers take notice of it they had to ask
☆ the figure
it started as an accident, ended with family
☆ the dye
who told him this was a good idea?
☆ the m problem
so... we need to talk about roo?
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OH, WELL, THE MORE YOU KNOW! (2023)
☆ the rise
lets get the year started, yeah?
☆ the button (–2024)
it went from that to this
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NEW YEAR, NEW ME (2024)
☆ the shoot
welcome to 2024! who is this person...
☆ the streak
she is posessed by the demon (her real self)
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HOLIDAY HURRAHS (from summer break to winter breaks)
☆ secret santa
the process of how the 2023 secret santa went
☆ beach day
spending the day at the beach with a large group of f1 drivers may seem like a good idea until you remember some of them are literal children
☆ beach day the sequel
the consequences of your actions and some more actions
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PADDOCK ENCOUNTERS (misc & shorts)
☆ chilli-pepper
☆ sold
☆ teenagers and baseball gears
☆ roo vs. the cameraman
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BEST OF ROO (the compilations)
☆ radio
☆ incorrect
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SOCIAL MEDIA POSTS
☆ after the gig
☆ what’s your roman empire?
☆ there’s another side that you don’t know
☆ new year, new name, and a vacation dump
☆ into outer space
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disneyprincemuke · 11 months ago
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santa baby * ls2
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it's never fun feeling like an outsider, so you'd sworn that nobody would ever feel the way you did all those years ago
pairings: logan sargeant x platonic!femdriver
notes: hi i know i took forever to write this but uh what r u gonna do? ik u love me B)
| "wanna hang out?" | driver's parade | american burgers | american football | the thanksgiving incident | another williams adoptee | beating the heat | you’re embarrassing me | santa baby | the favourite driver | the situationship | it's nice to have a friend |
you hum, whirling around at the camera crew settling right by the front of the mercedes racing home. “ah, it’s that time of years again, isn’t it?”
“yes! are you excited?”
you nod with a smile as you see a box being pulled out of the cart they’ve been lugging around in the paddocks for the video. “have you seen the present? got any hints for me?”
“aw, we can’t do that,” she giggles. “where’s the fun in that?”
secret santa is the yearly affair that you find yourself looking forward to as the year progresses. it’s always the santa hat and the fun of guessing who’s gotten you what this year. what used to be a silly game of gag gifts when you first started out, is now an endearing event filled with thoughtful gifts that you keep on your shelf for years to come.
last year, max had gotten your name. he is very thoughtful with his presents. his present sits at the top of your shelf: a paper mache trophy he admitted that he made with penelope (you’ve met her and she loves you) deeming you his toughest competitor in 2022.
you’re curious to see who drew your name this year.
“oh! do i get to keep this one?” you giggle as she hands you a santa hat. you pull it over your head snuggly and clap your hands. “where is it?”
“here.”
a box is handed to you, wrapped neatly in a mercedes green paper. you squeal as you take it into your hands and carefully unwrap it. there is something about wrapping paper that is so incredibly delicate and worth keeping.
you carefully tear at the tape holding the seams and edges of the box.
“any guesses who it could be right off the bat?”
“it could be anyone at this point,” you sigh, shaking your head. “could it be max again? hopefully it’s not charles — who knows what he will give me.” you look up to the camera. “in secret santa terms, of course. he is actually a good gift giver.”
you tear off the wrapping paper, folding it up neatly before pinning it between your body and elbow. “okay. truth time.”
you pull the cover off the box and tilt your head at the array of presents sitting comfortably in mercedes’ coloured confetti.
“what did you get?”
“a ‘best mum’ mug?” you say, coming out in a slight question as you lift up the pastel green mug to the camera. “am i pregnant and somehow it’s passed me?”
you hear a chorus of laughter as you venture further, each of the presents somehow getting weirder by the second. “and a christmas card? seriously?”
you graze your fingers over the 3d design on the card with a small smile, reading ‘merry christmas!’ with a cute doodle of a christmas tree in the centre. “we’ve been instructed to tell you to read that after you get all the presents and guess him correctly.”
your eyes trail to the gold plate in the shape of a star.
“another trophy!” you shriek. you squint your eyes to read the inscription on the plate. you sigh and press your lips together into a thin line. you hold it up. “best grid mum. the spelling alone gives it away!”
you step forward and let the camera zoom into it, the inscription reading “best grid mom”. “logan’s my secret santa?”
“ah, rookie mistake with the spelling there, wasn’t it?” she laughs. “there’s one more gift. he told us to give it to you when you figure it out.”
somebody else reaches out with a frame in their hands. you take it into your hands and smile, a picture of you and logan sitting right outside the mercedes home together for lunch sits tightly behind the glass.
“this is so sweet!” you coo, one hand covering your red cheeks. “do you want me to read the card?” she nods. you open the folded card and read as you speak. “thanks for welcoming me this year to the grid. you’re the best ever. hope i get to race with you longer than just this season. love, your secret santa.”
you look up as tears well in your eyes, looking into the camera. “aw, you’re the sweetest, logan. don’t worry, i’ve already got a present for him this christmas.”
you point to the lens of the camera. “can i grab this thing real quick for dramatic effect?” he nods. you grab the frame of the lens and take a step forward. “james vowles, if you do not re-sign logan hunter sargeant, i know where to find you.”
@cashtons-wife
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yurionice-secretsanta · 29 days ago
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Welcome to the Yuri!!! on Ice Secret Santa 2024 edition! This upcoming Holiday season you can join the YOI Secret Santa gift exchange, to make Christmas a little extra special for all your following YOI fans! It will of course results in a lot of wonderful new YOI stories, art and other creations that’ll will enrich the fandom even more ;)
SIGN UPS ARE NOW OPEN!
How it works:
You MUST have a Tumblr or AO3
Sign up with what you want to make ( e.g. fic or fanvideo)
Also list what you’d like to receive (e.g. gifsets, drawings)
Add which characters and pairings you like to receive (e.g. Victuuri, Otayuri)
List some of your likes (e.g. Soulmate AU, Fantasy AU)
List which dislikes and you don’t want to receive or make (e.g. Daddy kink, Angst)
Sign ups are done via a google form
SIGN UP DEADLINE: Friday NOVEMBER 8TH After that assignments will be send out to everyone by email on November 9th/10th, and then you’ll have around three weeks to make gifts for the person assigned to you ^_^
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GIFT SUBMISSION DEADLINE: SUNDAY DECEMBER 1TH (no specific time, just submit on that Sunday or any day prior to that!)
On Christmas Eve/Day (24th/25th) all the gifts will be posted for everyone! Then on the 28th and after you’re are of course free to post the gifts you made to your own Tumblr or any other site ^_^
If you still have questions, don’t hesitate to send an ask!
So what are you waiting for? Sign up now!
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