#shout out to silly people fr

[im-an-insane-man-lover]

The Until Dawn remake will revive the fandom and become popular again and it won't be the same group of silly people...

[napping-sapphic]

Feeling so at peace and in love with the world today who wants to go on a first date and daydream our entire future together just for fun

[misswynters]

Tag you’re it!

— short drabble

featuring. ekko x reader

Ekkos super lucky to have a cool and awesome partner like you in his life. He gives you his jacket <3 and i absolutely need him fr fr.

Zaun’s night was alive, a symphony of life and danger. Neon lights buzzed erratically, painting the streets in streaks of vibrant pinks and greens. The air was thick with humidity and the acrid stench of fumes rising from the ever-churning pipes of the undercity. You stood alone on one of the higher walkways, gazing down at the labyrinth of narrow streets below. It wasn’t safe to linger in one spot too long, especially not for someone with your reputation.

You adjusted the sleeves of the pink and black leather jacket you wore, Ekko’s jacket. It hung loose around your shoulders, the fabric worn and patched in places but still carrying the faintest scent of him. The shorts and cropped tank top you paired with it left your legs free to move. And an essential choice given your weapon of choice: rollerblades strapped snugly to your feet. It was fast, so fast that it left pink marks on its wake.

Below you, Zaun moved like clockwork. People shuffled between stalls, exchanging goods, whispers, and the occasional stolen glance over their shoulders. Somewhere in the distance, a fight broke out, the sound of shouts and the shattering of glass punctuating the night. You exhaled deeply, brushing a strand of hair from your face.

Your girls weren’t with you tonight. The Indigo club, a group you’d built from nothing, had made a name for itself in Zaun. You helped the downtrodden, fought back against the gangs and chem-barons in your own chaotic way, and had fun doing it. For tonight though, you’d sent them home. Sometimes, the quiet helped. But it wasn’t working. The memories pressed against the edges of your mind, unrelenting.

The Enforcers had come without warning. You were only seven, sitting at the dinner table with your parents and siblings, laughing over some silly story your brother had told. Then came the shouts, the crash of boots against the door, and the sharp, metallic ring of gunfire.

Your family’s blood had stained the floorboards, and you’d been left alive, frozen in shock, staring into the lifeless eyes of your mother. That was when Silco had found you, a trembling, hollow child, and taken you under his wing. He’d molded you into something sharp and unbreakable, but even he hadn’t been able to keep you tethered. You’d escaped his world, too, carving out your own existence in Zaun’s shadows.

A sharp sound brought you back to the present.

“Gotta say, you wear that jacket way better than I ever did.”

You turned, a smirk tugging at your lips. Ekko stood a few feet away, his Z-Drive glowing faintly at his side. He looked at you the way he always did, like you were a storm he was more than willing to stand in the path of.

“Yeah?” you teased, placing a hand on your hip. “Could’ve fooled me. It’s a little big.”

He grinned, his gaze sweeping over you. “It’s not the jacket, it’s you. You make anything look good.”

“Smooth,” you replied, rolling your eyes. But you felt the warmth creeping up your neck.

Ekko stepped closer, his expression softening. “You okay? You’ve been out here alone for a while.”

“I’m fine,” you said, your voice steady. “Just needed some air. It’s been quite a day.”

“More like a life,” he muttered, his tone bitter. He reached out, brushing his fingers against your arm.

You looked away, the weight of his words pressing down on you. “Atleast i’m not alone. I have my girls, and I have you.”

“And yet, here you are, by yourself,” he said pointedly.

“Maybe I wanted some company.” You shot him a sideways glance, a challenge in your eyes. “What are you doing here, anyway?”

“I heard someone was lurking on the rooftops in my jacket,” he replied, smirking. “Thought I’d check it out.”

“Well, now that you’re here,” you said, stepping back and adjusting your rollerblades, “how about a game?”

He raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “What kind of game?”

“Tag,” you said simply, your smirk widening. “You and me. I’ve got my wheels, and you’ve got your fancy time-travel thing. Let’s see who’s faster.”

Ekko crossed his arms, a playful light in his eyes. “You’re seriously challenging me? You know I can rewind time and i have a hoverboard, right?”

“Yeah, yeah,” you said, waving him off. “We’ll see how much that helps you when you’re eating my dust.”

He chuckled, shaking his head. “Alright, you’re on. But don’t cry when I win.”

“Keep dreaming, Z-man.”

The game was chaos, pure and simple. You darted through Zaun’s twisting streets, the wheels of your rollerblades clattering against the uneven ground. Ekko chased you with his hoverboard, his Z-Drive whirring faintly every time he rewound a moment to close the distance.

You weaved between stalls, leaping over crates and sliding under low-hanging pipes with practiced ease. Ekko wasn’t far behind, his agility and quick reflexes keeping him on your tail.

“You’re not bad for a guy who can rewind time!” you called over your shoulder, laughing breathlessly.

“Ha! You’re not bad for someone I’m about to catch!” he shot back, his voice filled with exhilaration.

Just as he was about to grab your arm, you executed a sharp turn, ducking into an alley and out of his reach. His frustrated groan echoed behind you, and you couldn’t help but grin. The chase continued until you reached an open courtyard, the neon lights reflecting off the slick pavement. You skidded to a stop, panting but grinning triumphantly.

“Give up yet?” you teased, leaning on your knees.

Ekko appeared seconds later, breathing just as hard but with a smug look on his face. “You wish.”

Before you could respond, he lunged, wrapping an arm around your waist and spinning you around. You laughed, the sound echoing through the courtyard, as he set you down and held you close.

“I fucking adore you” he said, his forehead resting against yours.

“I know you do,” you replied, your breath mingling with his. For a moment, the world seemed to slow. His eyes searched yours, and you felt the weight of his gaze, the unspoken connection between you.

“You’re it,” he whispered, tagging your side lightly.

“Cheater,” you murmured, but there was no heat in your words.

“That’s me,” he said with a grin, his hand slipping down to intertwine with yours. He knew he can never be on your bad side, i mean with the way he always looked at you. With those cute puppy brown eyes. Absolutely cute. Absolutely handsome indeed he was. You were lucky to have him in your life, treating you with the outmost respect and kindness you didn’t think you deserved.

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[everythingne]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ➛ miss diaz (fa14)

with fernando's new appreciation of tik tok, fans begin to wonder where he's getting the ideas from, until he ends up racing alongside his previously unknown daughter... who is already a driver, and in her twenties.

warnings/notes: fernando my dad fr, this is the silliest little fic i loved making it?? I have never written this man and i regret it hes so silly, quite short and sweet, i might make this a verse? idk. i have too many series' rn, but if people like it ...

faceclaim: none :D!

"Ay, papá, ¡no! [You're gonna get yourself hurt!]"

The Alonso house was never quiet. This was something your mother had come to realize long ago. But now she was concerned. What the hell could you and Fernando be doing that would lead to him getting hurt? Despite your insistence of being well mannered and quiet, your mother knew you could tend to get up to the same level of quirkiness as your father.

It didn't help you were smashing records in Formula 1 Academy, racing alongside women like Lia Block and the Al Qubaisi sisters, all while hiding your identity.

Someone had bashed it into you at twelve you'd only be known as Little Alonso if you continued racing under your fathers name, hence why you had insisted you dropped Alonso and continued with Diaz.

Which you did... after six months of convincing your father.

Who is currently shouting, "I'll be fine, ¡bebita!"

"You have old bones!" Is your remark as your mother gets up from where she's tending to the online store she runs for her business. Sort of like a branch out of her Etsy store. She made really nice custom embroidery on top of her working for a media company that outsourced and trained employees for PR teams.

"I'm not that old!" Fernando's shout makes her laugh into her hand as she steps into the kitchen to see you've got a whole plethora of items out and around you.

"What are you two doing..?" She hums, leaning on the doorframe and watching as both you and Fernando turn to her like deer in headlights.

And then you smile, "Papá wants to make a Tik Tok."

Verónica laughs, watching as her husband attempts to tape his phone to the ceiling fan and she puts her hands up and walks out of the room with a quick sentence over her shoulder, "[I'm not explaining this to Aston Martin!]"

fernandoalonso

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fernandoalonso: race weekend monaco edition 💚

user1: whos teenage daughter ghost wrote this caption?? how old is ur social media admin nando.

veronicadiaz: mi vida <3

⤷ fernandoalonso: mi corazón <3

⤷ user2: PARENNNTSSS

user3: i love my grid dad fr

missdiaz: youngest rookie on the grid!!

⤷ fernandoalonso: rookie of the year!

⤷ user4: yn and nando interaction. my heart is FULL!!

missdiaz

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missdiaz: monaco pit stop <3

astonmartinf1: thats our favorite academy driver!!

⤷ missdiaz: love u am xx

user1: mother is mothering fr

fernandoalonso: rookie of the year!!

⤷ missdiaz: youngest rookie on the grid!!

⤷ user2: nando become her grid dad pls i beg

user3: shut up shes in monaco.

user4: SO PRETTYYY

You read the headline for a third time, 'F1 Academy driver Y/N Diaz to replace ill Lance Stroll for the Monaco GP.'

There's a happy buzz in the Aston Martin garage, even with Lance being terribly ill this weekend. He'd still shown up in full support of his team, but was too woozy to actually get in the car. Too much of a risk. So, Aston Martin had called on you, and you were genuinely excited to race. So your father escorts you into the garage with a tiny proud smile, and all of Aston Martin knows who you actually are.

But media does not. Neither do some of the other drivers.

Hence how you end up talking with Lando during a press event, and when he gives you a soft smile and edges around asking your age, you have to poke your father's thigh to keep him from commenting on it. Lando has no idea he's blatantly flirting with you in front of your dad, but across from him Lewis is trying not to burst into laughter.

"I feel like I'm missing something." Lando says when the reporter comments on the eyes you, Lewis, and Fernando are giving each other. You look at Fernando and he nods,

"Yeah go for it, hermosa." Fernando taps your knee and you smirk, leaning on your fathers shoulder as you say,

"So my full name is Y/N Diaz Alonso, but I go by Diaz because y'know, my dad's got a pretty good legacy--"

"You're his daughter?!" Lando shouts and the audience starts screaming. Lewis is in practical tears with how hard he's laughing and Fernando's laughing as well. Lando curses, "Shit, man!"

"No hard feelings, man." Fernando reaches over to pats Lando's shoulder, who looks like he'd rather sink into the floor and die than be seen right now. Lewis is literally in tears.

"The fact Nando managed to keep this a secret for so long is unsurprising to me," Lewis says, "I mean, I knew because she was young when I first got to F1 and a lot of the older drivers know--plus Max, I think, because of the Piquets."

"Funnily enough," You giggle into the back of your hand, "Mark Webber's my godfather."

"Really?!" The reporters eyes widen and you nod.

"He's a bad influence, truly. Him and Jenson, oh and Seb, they were teaching me curse words at like four years old." You grin and Fernando laughs, now happily laying his arm across your shoulder to tug you to his side.

"And honestly, she's just like me at her age, so the boys on the track might wanna watch out." Fernando sends a pointed glance to Lando that has you whacking your fathers chest with a giggle.

"I'm more like him in the sense of goofy Renault celebrations Fernando, not like "I knew he'd brake because he has a wife and kids at home" Fernando." You clarify, but a knowing glance from Lewis has you shrugging while your father sits in smug confidence that his daughter will be fine.

And you would be. You were closer to the comments than the celebrations in actuality. Though, you'd never admit that.

[agendabymooner]

formula equals endurance ! toto w. x ofc (filo!racer!ofc)

summary: five times world endurance champion tomi roxas of toyota gazoo racing had retired from wec to compete in formula one. it seemed as if she caught everyone's attention, but her eyes laid on one man - or so people think.

content warning: use of explicit language, rumours + gossip, age gap, mentions of being scrutinized as a female driver, sexual allusions, mentions of rally driver!toto, silly season, a smidge of filo humour, story arc establishment, wec background (did enough research for it hehe)

note: been thinking about her ngl. shout out to @avaleineandafryingpan she a real one fr. enjoy xx

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mercedesamgf1 L for us tbh

user1 LMFAO MERC ADMIN???

charles_leclerc 🙌🙌 pardner liked by scuderiaferrari

sebastien_buemi welcome back to formula racing, beloved ❤️

user2 when he and the rest of tgr call her beloved 😩

user3 she is the baby of the group fr

user4 why's she using #26???

user5 i heard its daniil kvyat's number and they're like close asf

tomiraces grazie ferrari! i'm ready to bring a WDC your way 🙌🐎 liked by scuderiaferrari

user6 yall know that if she says that shell actually deliver right??? 😳

user7 praying for y'all's strategists 😭 she's relentless

user8 i'm tired of the red bull dominance yall i want to see her obliterate the entire grid and prevent any red bull from winning

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[divinit3a]

For the ask game 💕

💕 Time for a shout-out! What are some of your fav AUs from other creators in the fandom? ⭑ dca au ask game

^-^ ....OK! I shall set down all the cakes on the table for a full buffet! Get your forks & knives out! 🍽️🍽️🍽️

please don't hesitate to let me know if you'd prefer not to be @'d in the future, or to be removed from this post u_u <3 I totally respect folk's preferences!

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@muzzlemouths Dead Mall Dare / DfTR AU(s) Dead Mall Dare was one of the first AUs I read (like, literally. 1-2 months ago!) & I went woooaaah they are fun removed from original context. Isn't that so neat ?? This isn't a rabbithole to fall in, tho. u_u No wayyy guys c'mon ... /j Likewise, DfTR is a treat to watch unfold & see people squirm ^-^

@r0b0-wannabe Botanical Garden AU (or just any of your stories, but I'm.. sticking to the law...s... ) Hi, I stayed up to 2-3am drawing ur boys bc Im normal about this AU & how endearing it is... obviously... (💚) I love your writing style & characterizations. Maybe this is silly, but, I also enjoy learning about plantcare, too :3

@sinister-sincerely 2nd Choice AU Oh, you are so evil. The username matches. (A COMPLIMENT!! Hehe.) Oh, you write drama, angst/no comfort, hurting/damaged characters making awful choices so well. It was wild doing a double-take to realize YOU! are the WRITER for 2nd choice!! Some day, I will get u. For now, run 💜🔪

@wyervan Human!Slasher AU :D Yay! Both the OG/Main storyline are wonderful. I find the community version very endearing as an AU-within-an-AU. (love that!) As someone who used to run RP groups (on god!) it fills my heart with joy to see people filling out a world with so much life. Your art style is delightfully grungy ^-^/

@pluck-heartstrings - Pluck My Heartstrings AU Ohhh. I am weak to fairytale/renfaire vibes, as well as the more classic harlequin jester aesthetic u_u<3 Plus, the Vocalist/Princess is just so dang compelling, too. Your design sense is impeccable.

@moon-buggg Haunted House & Mad Scientist AUs They are both so neat & I can't wait to learn more!! The Haunted House AU designs live in my head rent free along with the comics :3

@zenkaiankoku Broken but Better AU Lovely, torn-up designs! Yay, mechanical horror! Yay, angst!! And a delightful remix of their personalities, too <3

@authormeat Alienware AU ^-^ I am instantly delighted by the weird guy freak energy & that the yn IS an alien/monster. Thats all I want & more. I also love ur designs for other AUs

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And...And... Not.. AU specific, but 🏏💥BAM , BAM 💥🏏 LOVELY FOLKS!!!!!!

🍲 <{ @soupdweller THERE IS NO ESCAPE ok but fr.. I appreciate ya, homie :3 you are a joy to chat with!! beautiful art!! evil mind!! delicious soups. i cant wait for whatever u cook up ^-^ 🐤 <{ @luckyyyduckyyy I WILL READ UR AU STORIES!! RUN & HIDE!!! you are the goofiest goober in the wild west, by goodness. i love ur energy and the gorgeous designs u create!! 🐛 <{ @chickenchirps27 ACK I COULD STARE AT UR ART FOREVER! I'll have to start volleying over illustrators I think ya might enjoy... u are so sweet & funny!! 🐐 <{ @lurking-loaf YOU ARE SO KIND! Seriously, I appreciate the fun craft projects you recommended -& your words of support :') 🔮 <{ @anis-sketches :D HI! Happy to throw recs your way. Also, your art is adorable!! 🌿 <{ @craykaycee HI TO U TOO!! the tags u leave always make me smile, and i appreciate u stopping by to say hi... :3 & MANYMANY MORE BUT I NEED TO CUT MYSELF OFF OR ELSE

Per usual, I lost sight of the original goal. But! Consider:

🏏💥WHAM , BAM 💥🏏 GOTCHU >:)

[bloomeng]

Shout out to the person who noticed Steph was the only one in heels and said Dick would totally wear heels. You didn’t know it but you were ahead of your time (it was always my plan to put discowing in heels).

Steph originally wasn’t going to get heels but then I got the idea to add the wings and I fell in love but I think the in universe reason is she wanted them for the drama and she was extrapolating design elements from Batgirl’s og outfit and Batwoman. I was going for like a gothic princess sort of vibe which turned out a bit more Fischl from gi than I intended, but I think that actually suits the vibe pretty well.

Another shoe detail: Jason’s shoes are meant to be slight platforms to match his desire to be tall and imposing.

This is a side tangent but I want to talk about it. For this au I’ve been trying to strike a balance between feminine and “would this character actually wear this?” Now the answer is mostly no. The outfits by nature are impractical as hell bc that’s how magical girl media is, so the question I’ve been asking is more “would this character feel comfortable in this outfit?” I want each look to be equally feminine which means I’m hyper conscious of not making the women more feminine than the men. Magical girl designs are hyper fem by default so my goal is to basically make everyone relatively the same amount of fem.

However, I’m also trying to take into account personality. This is where I might lose some people but hell it’s my au. So why are Jason and Cass the only ones so far with real skirts? This is totally my headcanon but I think they’re the only ones who would benefit from skirts:

Dick would be fine with wearing a skirt but I think he’s ultimately neutral about it. He would totally do it though if someone asked and would be fully aware of how nice he looked.

I don’t know if I’d say Tim would like wearing skirts so much as he doesn’t care. He’s more concerned with practicality.

Steph doesn’t have any issues with skirts but I think as a part of her uniform she would feel stifled. As as I said previously I think part of her look is based on Bats she would’ve looked up to but also partly it was secret wish fulfillment for that little girl who would’ve loved to look like a kickass mary sue demon princess from a y/a novel.

Duke in my opinion wouldn’t see the appeal. I think he’d be similar to Dick but just a little more shy about wearing one. I gave him a little ruffle though bc I thought it was cute.

Babs is fine with skirts but tends to prefer pants.

Cass is a bit different because I think wearing something frivolous is so novel to her. I wanted her outfit to be a blend of her canon design and her appreciation for dance. I tried to contrast her more practical elements (like her pants and armor) with the soft things I think she would enjoy (like a flowy skirt.) I still have ambition to go back and design a Black Bat outfit for her but I haven’t quite figured out the direction I want to take with it.

Jason on the other hand— this also very much in hc territory— I think didn’t know how much he would enjoy a skirt until he got to wear one. Stepping away from the universe for a sec; Jason is the most masculine design fundamentally which means that in order to match the vibe I would have to make him the furthest from his canon design. I’m really not trying to make a statement or subvert things by putting men in skirts bc it’s supposed to a silly au with aesthetically pleasing designs. I like feminine things and it shows in my work however I don’t see clothing as naturally gendered. That’s my little context psa back to my point. I think Jason is the most likely to wear a skirt and actually feel empowered by it. At first I think he was embarrassed by it but the outfits choose you so he just went with it out of necessity. And through that he found he really thrived in the juxtaposition between his intentional imposing figure and this unashamed femininity. He’s a drama kid at heart and fr what’s more dramatic than an ill-advised fit that serves. The skirt to him feels like a costume that helps give him the confidence to be Red Hood or ig… Red Bow. (Which is sorta how I think of the red helmet in canon but I also do believe that Jason and Cass would have the most fun wearing a skirt.)

I haven’t decided if Bruce will get a skirt or not but if he does just know that my reasoning is that his artifact was humbling him. Like you take yourself too seriously calm down with the brooding. He would use the skirt as a way to conceal more weapons.

(I think Kon would love wearing skirts but in this au because he built his own outfit I think he was trying to seem impressive and edgy and distinguish himself from Clark. I also think, despite enjoying skirts, he would have to work up the courage to wear them in public and never as Superboy because he would be too conscious of his image.)

Anyway I don’t claim to always succeed with my intentions coming through in my work but this is what is running through my head.

[ratking-mo]

My king, My jester

Synopsis: You are the king’s Jester, one of the most valuable members of his court. You are the only thing that’s able to pick him up from his dreary, stressed out mood. Though this time around, he seemed to be in a worse mood than usual. And you know just how to get him to bring him back to his old self.

Tags: Dom!Switch reader, Sub!Switch character, nipple play, slight dumbification, reader is silly, rim stimulation

Word count: 3.1k

Authors note: the people that know how to write moaning/begging are real ones fr; might end up writing a part two in the future

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“FOOL!”

A low, booming voice shouted out throughout the castle halls.

Your head lifts slightly, the bells decorating your ivory and black felted hat jingling lightly as you move. A wide grin spread itself across your lips as you let out a soft, giddy laugh. It seemed like your king requested your presence.

And who are you to deny him the need?

You skip gleefully down the cinder-colored palace, a labyrinth you've grown to become quite familiar with. The walls, holding canvases decorated with oil paint, were strewn about. Some paintings depicted a different descendant of the royal family, while others depicted different environmental scenes. Useless decor to show off, really. Your pointed shoes lightly thumped against the hard red carpet as you turned the corner, walking through the quiet corridor as your smile began to grow into an open-mouth grin.

Your bells came to a halt as you finally entered the throne room, taking a knee in front of your King.

There sat King Istemi, plastered broadly against the dark wooden throne and soft blue cushions. Around him sat two, quartz pillars. The farther they went into the air, the closer they leaned into one another, soon conjoining and creating a slightly damaged alter of sorts. The throne room itself was a large, circular room. Two other large entryways sat on the right and left of you, two knights on either side as large flames sat beside them to dimly illuminate the room.

Istemi slowly lifted his head when the jingle of your being ceased, amber-hued eyes boring into your gaze. Yet your stature was unrelenting.

“What is it that you desired of me, my liege?” You spoke, voice lightly bouncing off the walls as you lifted your head up

Istemi lifted his left hand slowly, waving it back and forth dismissively. And with that, the four knights took their silent leave, leaving the two of you alone. Your king let out a harsh, disgruntled sigh, slumping within his chair. “Ive grown overstretched, my dearest jester..” he spoke, his tone growing into a more softer one. “My duties as your king have begun to push me to my limits, and I fear the day that my mind wanders into distances I cannot come back from..”

Istemi lifted once more, motioning for you to rise. And you do not skip a beat. You hop up onto your feet. “Poor thing..” You cooed out, skipping off towards the throne. Once you reach it, your hands gently graze against the crest rail. You dangle your head over slightly, your hat nearly tipping off as the bells jangled. “Your pity towards our kingdom is appreciated in ten full. Though, if I may comment,” you move your hand up, gently playing with the tips of his crown. “If you keep this up, you’ll end up going mental by the morrow!” you giggled out in a teasing manner.

Istemi’s eyes opened up more before he quickly moved to face you, a lock of his chestnut-colored hair falling in front of his eyes. He seemed rather frantic, worried that he may lose himself so soon in his rain. He has only been king for six years, how embarrassing would that be to his bloodline? “W-what are you saying??” He demanded an elaboration, his hands moving to grab onto the arm of the chair. “Keep what up? I am only doing what is demanded of me!” He lifted his hands gazing down at the palms of his hands as he struggled to figure out any possible meaning to what you said.

“And that is your problem,” You pointed out before leaning backward. The spine of your back bent inwards as you pressed firmly against the ground, soon kicking your legs upwards and causing the bells on your shoes to jingle lightly. You stand tall. If you could even call a handstand standing, that is. “You push yourself to follow your duties every single day, despite your psyche.” You then tilt yourself to the side, your left foot colliding against the ground as you flip yourself into a proper standing position. “It is quite pathetic, once you think about it..” You laugh lightly, placing the tips of your fingers over your mouth as you look to the side.

“Fool, your words are not making any sense,” Istemi mumbled, his index finger and thumb lightly rubbing at his eyelids as a shaky sigh emitted from his throat. “You have not a clue what I go through every day… From the moment I rise, to the moment I must leave to my chambers, it is nonstop motion.” He explained, eyes slowly lifting upwards to make mutual eye contact with you.

While he was looking at you, it was as if he was off somewhere else, somewhere distant. He wanted oh so desperately to be back on the same plane of freedom as you, but something was stopping him. He ached to stop this senseless carousel of thought for at least a brief hour.

Istemi lowered his head slightly, placing his hands within his hair as he sighed out. His gold-laced crown shuffled slightly on his head due to the constant movement, so you took the rare liberty of removing it. You held it delicately in the air, pretending to analyze the accessory in scrutinizing detail. “Ugly thing, this is..” You commented offhandedly.

“Now don’t say that, fool..” Istemi muttered, lightly nudging at you with his foot before he went back to focus on his anguish. “I just wish for a break… A break where I am not demanded, not pushed into the constant stream to fix others' problems, or to do my duties.. Just once, I wish to be free from thought itself.” He mused, shutting his eyes for a moment.

Your eyes shifted to look at him for a moment, your arms lowering the crown as your head slowly tilted to the side. How rare it was to see your King in such a weakened state. And even rarer it was to have someone such as him, confide in someone like you.

Perhaps even, someone like you could help him, if he so wishes.

You take a minute to weigh your options and gather your thoughts, before deciding it was best to act. You move a step closer, placing the crown on one of the arms of the chair. “My liege,” you start, reaching your hand out. “It hurts me to see you in such a state… I would give nothing more than to aid you in any way I can.” You pledge, gently resting the palm of your hands on his stubble-ridden cheek.

Istemi seemingly stiffened at the sudden touch, his eyes popping open once more in an instant. He slowly moved his hand, about to place it over yours.

“My knowledge may be limited, unlike yours,” You acknowledged, soothingly beginning to rub the thumb of your finger back and forth. “But I certainly know a few… Options we could test. One is bound to put you in a better mood.”

“…” Istemi’s mouth opened slightly as he gave a shaky, hesitant inhale. He closed his eyes as his eyebrows knitted together, cheeks beginning to heat up. He was not used to such gentle care (or any care, at that.) He began to push his head further into your hand, sighing.”… I trust you, my jester.” He confided quietly.

You hum at that lightly, leaning forward and gently pressing your forehead against Istemi’s. The bells gave a quiet jingle due to this. “You won't need to have a single thought until I'm done with you, my King.”

!!

You remove yourself away from him for a brief moment, breaking the warm contact shared between the two of you. Istemi gave a small frown, opening up his mouth to protest the separation but was nearly immediately interrupted.

You gently pressed your lips against your king’s, bringing him into a warm, sweet kiss. For you, it was a decent enough opening to lead him into the rest of your little excursion. Not that you were hating, this, however. Itsemi’s lips were slightly chapped, and the lower one was cold to the touch. It was as if he had been biting on it for quite a while. For Istemi, the kiss was rather unexpected, to say the least. He didn’t know what to expect, however, but it certainly wasn’t this. But that didn’t stop his trust in you. It seemed to only heighten it. His eyes slowly began to flutter shut as he leaned into the kiss, his lips following behind the rhythm that was set by yours.

Your hand began to travel downwards as the two of you focused on the other’s lips, your right hand giving a firm squeeze at the corresponding pec. This caused Itsemi to gasp out, the blush on his increasing. You took the chance to slip your tongue into his mouth, the muscle lightly swiping against your king’s as he tried to keep up with your pace. He tasted like salt, mostly, with the faint flavor of fermented grape. Istemi shivered slightly in your hold as your gloved hand groped his clothed chest. What a sensation, both of them. The feeling to be ravaged and tasted in such a way, the feeling to be grabbed like you have never felt anything like it. The dual sensations were causing his mind to grow flooded, despite how minuscule they were. He was struggling to focus on them, his overwhelming grip slowly slipping to a thankful lucidity.

Istemi arched his back slightly, further pushing his chest in your hand as it wandered. You then pulled your lips away with a soft gasp, a trail of saliva faintly following your tongue stemming from your King’s mouth. Istemi let out a small whine, eyes squinting to gaze at you. “Wha..why’d you stop..?” he whispered out groggily.

“Because sharing a kiss won't fix your problems that easily, my liege.” You responded harmonically, a soft dust of blush coating your cheeks as you gazed at Itsemi. You then moved to place your left hand against his chest, firmly holding it before glancing up at Istemi. “My Liege, may I remove of your fabrics?”

Istemi gazed down at you with half-lidded eyes, face flushing at the thought. He seemed a bit hesitant to fully reveal himself to you, those thoughts of his demands, duties, and status still holding him back, You take notice of this. You soothingly began rubbing at his sides, thinking of some way to encourage him. Hm, how to take this in a different approach. You then had an idea. You lean forward, mouth close to your King’s ear as you whisper out. “Come now,” you breathe. “I love your mantle so much, but you won't be needing it anymore… Be good for me,” you spoke, planting a gentle kiss on the lobe of his ear. “Will you?’

Istemi let out a quiet whine at the feeling of your warm breath against his ear, once again arching his back in an involuntary response. He opened his mouth, taking a moment to form any coherent words before quickly sputtering out. “Y-yes, please..” he whispered out, eyes drifting over to look at you. “I-I’ll be good, just.. Please.” He pleaded out, shedding off any inhibitions that once held him captive.

You take this and act quickly, disrobing him cloth after cloth in a steady succession. Istemi’s head lazily drifted to the side, eyes following your hands after each movement. His typically stiffened form was like putty in your hands, warmth radiating with every delicate touch. After finally pushing off the last barrier of clothing, it falling to the sides and joining the others in a small pile on the throne, you were greeted with his undershirt. “Such a sight this is,” You commented, gently placing your cheek against the palm of your right hand while the left hand pushed up the bottom of his shirt. A bit of his stomach and pelvis came into view, you pulling a lazy grin. “To see my King in such a weakened state..” you added, slowly trailing upwards. The shirt began to ride upwards against the wrist of your hand, Itsemi beginning to shutter at the feeling of your felt-covered hand sending shockwaves through his body.

“What a waste, this body is, on such a wandought man like you!” You teased in a laughing tone. Itsemi whined a bit at that as he evaded eye contact, his face complementing a soft red hue.

It was hard to tell if that was from arousal or embarrassment, however. Perhaps both?

“Do not tease me with such words, fool..” He croaked out, tilting his head back slightly. “Oh, my King,” Your hand finally reached its destination, cupping it for a brief moment. The hairs decorated across his body pricked through your gloves ever so slightly, due to the weak material. Though, you were undeterred. You lifted your thumb, beginning to circle his nipple in a rhythmic motion. “Is it really I who is the fool at this moment?” You question.

“You-”Istemi stopped mid-sentence, letting out a shaky moan at the sensation. “O-oh.. Heavens..~” he whispered out, pushing himself further into you as he partially covered up his mouth. You chuckle lightly at that, finding it rather cute. You free your right hand from the grasp of your cheek, pulling Itsemi’s shirt further upwards. “Be a dear and hold this for me?” You requested before shutting his hands. “With whatever you can, kindly.” Istemi took a moment to even register your words before giving a small nod, lowering his hand. He knew that he’d most likely get tired of holding his shirt up for however long with his hands, so he chose the next best option. He leaned forward slightly, opening up his mouth in a small ‘O’ shape before biting down, holding up his shirt with his mouth. You give your trademark smile, closing your eyes. “Good boy.” You praised him, causing Itsemi to visibly stiffen slightly as his body somehow got redder. You laugh sweetly at his reaction. “What a reaction!” You teased, placing both hands against your cheeks. “I wonder just how red you can get till you resemble a tomato.” he jeered, causing Itsemi to whine at you in embarrassment. You hum, waving your hands back and forth dismissively. “I kid, I kid..” You clarify, leaning downwards till you are in the eyeline with the bud. “Now, let us get back to it..” You whisper out before opening up your mouth slightly, taking in his left nipple before gently rubbing and pinching at the right. Your lips locked around the hardened nipple, your tongue teasingly rubbing around it while giving light nips now and then. You could feel each steadily getting warmer the more you showed attention to the two.

Istemi’s body shook slightly at the new sensation, feeling an overwhelming amount of warmth fill his senses. “F-fuck–” He cursed his head tilting back slightly as he felt your teeth graze over his bud. He lifted his hands, his fingers nestling themselves underneath your belled hat as he gripped onto your hair. “Ke- Uhn– K-keep going, please-.” He pleaded, squeezing his eyes tightly. You move your freehand slowly, trailing it down towards the tent slowly forming within Itsemi’s pants. The palm of your hand pressed down against his clothed tip, grinding it down in a firm motion. You could feel Istemi’s body tense up underneath you, him letting out a low moan in a content response. You decide to push forward, tucking your hand into the crotch of his pants. His undergarment was rather thin, to the touch it felt like the thinnest of lenins.

It didn't leave much to mystery.

Your fingers traversed past his ever-aching erection, going to farther nether regions. Soon the distance and space you were given began to close in, your fingers beginning to grow encased between your King’s two firm, chiseled cheeks. It was warm, cramped, and ever so slightly hairy. It's a sense and texture that only you will ever get to know. Lucky you! Then; the pads of your fingers touched his puckered hole. Itsemi tensed up for a moment at the sudden touch.

“Ho–” he breathed out, grip tightening within the locks of your hair. “My g- haah–” his voice struggled to croak out, struggling to search for words. Nothing for him was connecting, not a word on the tip of his tongue. All that was able to formulate for him, was thoughts of pleasure and you. “I-”

“Hm?” You look upwards, eyes meeting Istemi’s finally. You slowly pull your lips away from his nipple, saliva now coating it in a faint glaze. “I- Uhnn..” He faintly whimpered out, closing his eyes firmly as he ground his rear further down against your fingers. “Use your words, my King.” You encouraged, your freehand lightly nudging at Istemi’s side.

“In,” Istemi finally gasped out, eyes fluttering open as the bottom of his shirt fell from his teeth. “In, please, in.” He pleaded, letting out a choked-out moan. “Yes, dearest.” You respond in a gentle tone. “But I do feel it is best to tell you that if I go in dry, I-”

Istemi reached up, his hand roughly grasping the ruff of your ensemble. He yanked you up towards his face, the two of you making close contact once more. “IN,” he demanded, voice going low once more. “This is an order from your king, fool.” he spoke to you slowly as his chest rose and fell, a soft color of red remaining on his form. You stare up at him for a good moment, eyes wide before giving a simper across your face. “Well!” you let out a giddy laugh, hands clasping together eagerly as you held them up. “You certainly know what you want now, don’t you?” you prompted the King before letting go.

“Bet that didn’t take much thought now, did it?” You wink at him playfully before pushing both of your hands underneath his legs. “What are y-” Before Istemi could finish his question, you lifted his legs with ease, causing him to slump in his chair with a startled yelp. His hands moved to grab onto the sides of the chair loosely, making sheepish eye contact with you. You let out a soft giggle, placing his legs on both of your shoulders gently. “Now,” a joyful glint filled your eyes. “To carry out my king’s order.”

[bearieio]

hi spencer lets talk about keegan! 🥰

ummmmm !!! i don’t really think i have much to say about keegan !!!!!!! hmm……. (＾＾＃)

except for the unfortunate fact that i think of him as being a total heartbreaker :(

I DONT KNOW WHY DONT ASK!-

another thing is when the two of you first started going out, and he tried to act like the nonchalant, quiet, and mysterious guy, but failed on like the third date because you mentioned your love for video games. 

now that the two of you are moved in together, he WILL torture you with that voice and those eyes of his.

he’ll sneak up on you and startle you with his deep-toned and booming voice, making sure to get his lips as close to your ear as he physically can. 

he’ll also just stare at you until you notice that he’s staring at you. genuinely scaring you, and giving no context as to why he was staring at you. AND LIKE IT’S INTENTIONAL SO-

toxic loser gamer bf. idk. probably plays overwatch and league/valorant and gets mad and screams into that poor mic of his..

“where’s our GODDAMN lucio?!- w-WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING REIN-“

definitely makes random dad noises…

speaking of dad noises, he has one of those la-z-y boy recliners that has a built in cup holder, back massager, and led lights or some shit

i think he gives off a sort of “older brothers best friend” typa vibe… which ALSO means that he’s definitely a bully and teases the absolute hell out of you.

one day he’ll go to town on some show you seem to enjoy. “isn’t this show for kids?”, “ babe why the fuck does the main character look like that?”, “you’ve seriously watched 3 seasons of this bullshit?-“

and then like the very next day he’ll be like “baby, why aren’t you watching that show you like so much?

MOTHERFUCKER YOU-

also correct me if i’m wrong but isn’t keegan’s love language acts of service? whether it’s big or small, he’ll always want to do something for you!

tying your shoes

opening doors/pulling out chairs

helping you out with the laundry

putting gas in your car

making you a cup of coffee/tea/anything in the morning

helping you out with dinner

taking the time to ask you how you are, if there’s anything you wanna talk about. 

how he loves watching your eyes light up and widen and how your lips will contort into that “stupid little smile of yours” (his words, not mine!), and how you get all excited and your muscles don’t look so tense anymore.

he’s mean but he cares :(

keegan is that person we all know whose literally an endless pit. eating anything and everything in sight (he’s just like me fr).

he will eat tomates whole

and more than likely brags about his “human vacuum” ability to everyone he meets. 

is most likely the person who asks if you’re gonna finish something on your plate you haven’t even touched yet.

speaking of eating everything in sight, when he’s the one making dinner, he’ll serve you 2-3x the amount you usually eat. but he just wants to make sure that you’re okay and eating! (eat your food, people!)

keegan’s just a really crazy silly wacky guy!

he sends you and the guys memes that only he understands.

and he MAKES the memes that only he understands.

the one time you guys can even look his memes without trying to decipher the four color theorem first, they usually look something like this: 

circling back to when i mentioned that he bullies and teases you every chance he gets- he teases you ALL the time, in private AND in public!!!

“babe- it was literally just like that time when you shot milk outta your nose and then you tripped and fell over-” he shouts, in front of the rest of the ghosts

“guys this one time my girl and i were walking somewhere downtown- and- and we saw a lizard scurrying along the ground- and she LITERALLY almost crapped herself-“ 

this guy will almost always automatically bust into a full song & dance routine whenever he hears taylor swift on the radio. 

does he necessarily like taylor? fuucckk no! but IS going to be bussin it down to ‘love song?" fuccckkkk yea!

‘party in the USA?’ you’re curled up on the bed, reading a book, when you’re suddenly transported into a stadium with 50,000 people screaming and the voice of miley cyrus is engulfing your ear canals. minus the fact that you’re not in a stadium, and 50,000 aren’t screaming and jumping around you. it’s keegan and his portable speaker blaring the obnoxiously loud music, while doing backflips n shit on your guys’ shared bed, messing up the sheets and prompting the dogs to come running in right after him.

he’s insane. i love him.

[wooziswonderfulworld]

But what if Bro Zone had successfully hit the perfect family harmony all those years ago?

Here’s my take on it:

Bro Zone: A band of 5 brothers ranging from the ages 18 to 5 years old, They where already the biggest music act in their village only having been together for about 2 years

At a time when the trolls biggest threat was Troll eating creatures called Bergens, which made them live in constant fear, Bro Zone brought a sense of relief and happiness, with their music and dynamic. In a way, Bro Zone was what kept most of their village from going grey

“When you’re people main source of happiness, there’s no room for mistakes” Their manager said to John Dory as the discussed future plans

“No room for mistakes” He would quietly mutter to himself throughout the days

“We would all be grey without you guys!”

“Listening to your music distracts me from thinking about Trollstice!”

“You guys are perfect!”

While the other brothers just took the comments as light compliments, John Dory took them more seriously

“Spruce! 100 more sit ups”

“Clay! Tell us a joke!”

“Floyd! Why do you look mad? You’re not the “mad one”

If he pushed them hard enough, then they would be Perfect.

Trollstice was only a couple months away, the brothers may have been “celebrities” but that didn’t mean the Bergens would spare them, in fact they might’ve been more eager to capture them, and eating the pop trolls most loved members, aside from their royalty

Which is why John Dory had an…idea

“TOUR?” Spruce asked baffled “Now??”

John Dory nodded “it couldn’t hurt, I mean, spreading our music further out in the world! Exploring new places like Um-mount rageous!” He said pointing to the map he had

“John-Performing at mount rageous would be IMPOSSIBLE” Soruce stressed “they’re like, giants that would easily crush us!”

“It was just a suggestion! If anything we’ll just go to other pop villages”

“Oh like, Timbre?” Floyd asked looking up fr his spot “my friend lives over there”

John Dory nodded “why is this one marked?” Branch asked pointing to the village named “Fugue”

The brothers glanced at each other, how does one explain to their 5 year old brother that the village no longer exists as the trolls that once lived there had either completely left or all been eaten “it a Um…”

“Old village! Yeah John’s map is a little out dated, silly John Dory!” Clay jumped in with a grin, Branch seemed to except that answer

“Why all of a sudden? You’ve always been content with performing in our village” Clay asked as Branch went to play “Well, with Trollstice coming”

Floyd covered his ears, he hated talking about Trollstice, they all did, but Floyd could never bare the hear that dreaded word

“I couldn’t help but think, what if one of us is next”

“JOHN!” Spruce snapped as Floyd looked like he would cry “IM SORRY! But it’s true okay?? and if it’s-god forbid-any one of us, then I at least want our names to be known by more trolls outside of our own village! This might be the only chance we get to go on a tour!”

His brothers where silent for a moment thinking

“Okay.”

The past couple of days leading up to the tour had been hectic, the brothers where already stressed, John had been pushing them even harder

Then he made a promise

He promised they would do something no one could ever achieve

The perfect family harmony

Right there, in their home village, the very first show they would achieve the impossible

“ARE YOU CRAZY!?” Spruce shouted “The perfect family harmony?? That’s impossible!”

“It’s not and we can prove it!” John Dory argued back “we just need to practice!”

“And how will anyone know we even hit it? We could use special effects” Clay asked, John Dory pulled something from his hair

A Diamond

“King Peppy gave it to me” John Dory said, Clay rolled his eyes “that’s fake” He concluded, grabbing it and smashing it on the ground

Or attempted too

Because it didn’t shatter, or crack, or anything

Clay picked it up and chucked it at the wall, nothing, accept a dent in their wall

“Huh-I guess it is real”

John Dory rolled his eyes snatching it back with a mutter of “give me that” before tucking it back in his hair.

The days after John Dory made that promise to their fans, he’d become more and more strict when it came to their practices, everything had to be PERFECT

Unfortunately that just made the others (save for Branch) less eager to try

“John Dory, honey” Grandma Rosie Puff said motioning for him to sit with her at the table

“I know you’re eager to want to hit the perfect family harmony, but you’ll never succeed if you keep pushing your brothers away”

John Dory frowned, pushing his brothers away? He wasn’t pushing them away??

He looked at his grandma “what do you mean?”

Rosie Puff smiled “you keep pushing them and criticizing them ever since you made that promise but the more you push the further they’ll go, and soon you all won’t be in harmony”

John Dory sat silently thinking about his grandma’s words.

After that conversation, John Dory was better, his brothers began enjoying practicing, they had fun together.

The day of the concert came, the trolls had all been talking about the perfect family harmony, some even doubted they could do it, actually most doubted they could do it

Bro Zone where on stage, this was it

“ And it’s so perfect perfect perfect “

Colors surrounded the brothers as they sang and dance together, it was working! They couldn’t mess this up

“You’ll never ever wanna let it go”

The brothers harmonized together, in front of them, the Diamond placed in the stage had began to crack more and more

“Perfect Perfect Perfect”

The Diamond shattered, sending a wave throughout the crowd

They’d done it

They actually did it

The crowd cheered and went crazy

The news spread quickly and Bro Zone went from being a local band to be known world wide

Everyone knew about the brother band that successfully shattered Diamond

The brothers held concerts for crowds bigger then they ever dreamed, they where world famous

They where also heavily protected, by order of the king, they could risk their biggest source of happiness being eaten, so they where moved from their pod somewhere safer

Body guards accompanied them everywhere

During Trollstice they where conveniently sent away

Everytime they came back after Trollstice, they noticed more empty pods. Some trolls didn’t understand why they got extra protection, but when the brothers returned, the trolls seemed happier.

This was the common routine, Make trolls happy and stop them from going grey.

This was their purpose, no matter how far the ventured, them being a band kept their village alive and happy

This would be their lives, they couldn’t disband, not now.

Not with all the trolls that relied on them

Not with the king implementing special protection amongst them

Not with their promise to never leave forever.

Shattering that Diamond was only the beginning,

But it led them becoming so much more then just some boy band

They where Bro Zone, and no matter how tired they become of the boy band look, they couldn’t walk away.

Sometimes, just sometimes, They wished that perfect family harmony hadn’t worked all those years ago

[choliosus]

Qsmp but in Olympic opening ceremony outfits

I just picked who to draw based on what I felt like drawing.

Man it was surprisingly hard to find references for some of these; half the time the only good picture of the fit was from some guy on TikTok halfway through a series of them rating the outfits. Shout out to those people fr

And for the 2 flags I didn’t include, 1. I ran out of space and 2. I can’t find the outfits. Like if you google Argentina and uniform in any combination it just gives you the soccer uniform it’s so annoying

Anyways, I love these silly guys!

[beanghostprincess]

zolu or frobin for the ship thing!!

YAY I THOUGHT NOBODY WOULD ASK ME ANYTHING NGL AUIBFJKASFDFBFASBFJK

zolu: they make me mentally, physically, and spiritually ill. they're one of my favorite ships if not my favorite ship of all one piece. actually heavily surprised they aren't more popular, but i'm glad opla is kind of changing that. anyway- i've been shipping them since day 1. zoro's devotion to luffy is something i will never get tired of. the fact that he does not believe in any god canonically but the way he follows luffy is so easy to compare to religious imagery makes me weak in the knees and wanting to curl up and cry. zoro is luffy's anchor and the one that guides him when he's lost, and luffy is the one that saved zoro from a life of loneliness and gave him the chance to follow a dream he would have never fulfilled if he had continued on his own. luffy is, kind of literally, his sun. and i'm not even talking about moon/sun dynamics. i don't even consider them to be that specific trope. luffy is literally his sun and god and best friend and boyfriend and captain and everything. if you ask zoro what is luffy for him? his everything. that silly rubber guy? his captain. his sun. his moon. his stars. his dream. also!!! people never talk about luffy's pov when it comes to zolu, and it makes me so so so mad!!!! because his perception of zoro is so beautiful. luffy trusts him with his whole soul and would leave the crew on his bare hands if he needed to. zoro's his first mate. that's a captain's heart, man. luffy might be the captain but he's emotional and irrational, and he listens to what zoro has to say. their silent communication makes me want to bang my head against the concrete floor. luffy relies on him and zoro lets his guard down when it comes to luffy. they're so in love, whether you see it romantically or platonically... i love that they're so clingy and silly and so so so powerful together. if something happened to the other their worlds would literally be completely ruined. their love literally goes beyond romantic and platonic. they're the perfect definition of queer platonic. honestly, i'm not fond of luffy in sexual situations but when it comes to zolu it's just so easy to picture them being so so intimate... i'm gonna cry writing this they're so dear to me.

frobin: i want them to adopt me so damn much. my parents. mom and dad. i usually hate it when people use family labels when it comes to found family, because the point of found family is that they're not a conventional family but they love each other even more deeply than a blood related one does. however, this is my exception because i really really really think they give married vibes and i want them as my parents. their dynamic is so good!! perhaps it's just the fact that their arcs are basically the same one and they're the main characters of water 7/enies lobby (along with our dear god usopp. shout out to my boyfriend out there!!) but their backstories and dynamic are sooooo satisfactory and angsty and domestic to watch (yes, all at the same time). robin's personality is gentle and sweet but also kind of dark and satiric, with a lot of pain behind from her past. franky, on the other hand, is a big, funny, eccentric and extremely adorable guy with an emotional touch and a lot of energy. at first it's just "big funny guy x sweet gentle girl" but in reality is "big funny guy that always takes care of everyone with a smile on his face and is extremely protective of the one he loves x sweet gentle girl that is learning how to enjoy life and will protect her new family at all costs". it's not just the angst and hurt/comfort of it all, though! i love the fact that she's satiric and dark and he's just- he's just fucking scared of her sometimes. and tbh if you're not scared of your hot, goth, intelligent wife, what's the point? you know that meme of will smith showing off his wife? that's literally them. robin does anything and he's there supporting her. franky does anything and she's there saying "that idiot right there is my husband *tiny giggle*". anyway, basically they're very gentle and domestic and i wish my parents loved me the way they would please please franky and robin kiss get married and then adopt me plea-

TL;TR: i love both ships a lot! 10/10 <3

[just1gnome]

shout out to the person who ate my last rock au post like a snake i made four more

aheemheem lore under the cut

ranboo as a snowflake obsidian is obvious, we never had a choice fr. i like to imagine that snowflake obsidians are very rare(having incredible terrakinesis abilities in a society of rock people is not something that should come in large numbers) so when he just randomly appeared on the rebel planet it was quite a shock. he literally came out of nowhere and doesnt even remember his own origins and not even the most historically inclined of them can figure out what those red and green insignias are.

for some reason i was REARING to add sam as SOON as possible so hes a mossy agate. he was assigned to a newer colony close to the lmanburg planet(name still pending) and was in charge of overseeing the construction of important structures; he grew very fond of the building and aided his workers a little more than he was probably allowed but nobody really stopped him. he worked alongside bad(black opal), antfrost(tigers eye), and ponk(clinohumite) and we will get to them. eventually. because of his proximity to the rebels, he'd grown pretty attached to that silly little rutile and offered him protection if ever he needed it. he never fully removes himself from homeworld, he doesnt really have a reason to, but he does offer help from behind the scenes on occasion. he still builds for them, particularly the prison which is sort of like the human zoo in canon in that it is a station floating around up there as opposed to being on a planet. also sam nook is his pearl that he asks to go check on tommy and hang out with him when he cant be there in person

i am going to be so incredibly honest i dont think ive written down any quackity lore i just really wanted to draw him. i think he was just pretty chill doing stuff for homeworld but then he heard about these rebels and was like. uhm bye i wanna know whats going on over there. i feel like his lore is so well understood and hes an established canon gem type so i dont have to do a lot of work for him hes already the perfect boy

as stated before, tubbo is a nephrite who had a lot of time to hang out with tommy before they all ran off to lmanplanet. he worked one station above tommy, but he wasnt a captain. i dont have much written for tubbo either, but it is safe to say that snowchester is on the moon and the fur is completely cosmetic.

These little character bits are mostly backstory unfortunately Tubbo and Quackity's lore happens on screen so I don't have much for them

I would love to explore their arcs in this au tho but y'all gotta wait

[itskrejsaitsparty]

!!! Gig Report Leipzig !!!

- Queue was very chill. We arrived at 4pm-ish and were 18 & 19 EA, so all good. While we were waiting for the doors to open Jan walked by, staring at his phone in confusion and vanishing behind a building. We were all a little worried if he was gonna find back to the venue ngl

- Met so many amazing people!!!! Everyone was so so so sweet and respectful oh my god I love you guys so much

- EA was so cute. Bojan explained the sound system to us. Kris walked out like a member of the royalty holding a tiny cup. The played ASTP & uhhhhh Omameljeno telo I think (?) blacked out a little there

EDIT: It was ASTP & Proti toku! thanks @mogoce-nocoj <3333

- Kris and Jure vanished immediately after, Jan, Nace & Bojan came down and took a few photos and gave a few autographs!!

- Sector5 & JC Stewart were really fun!!!

- I think from second one everybody in the room knew it was gonna be an amazing concert. The energy from the crowd (although NOT sold out, half of the room was empty basically) was INSANE and I think they really caught onto that.

- The mesh shirt was back

- Jure Eyeliner???? + THE sweater??

- Nace played a bass solo……the man is insanely talented…fr I was fucking changed

- Someone from the crowd shouted „Can you play *this song*?“ (didn’t catch what they said) and Bojan was like. „No. (Pause) Can you play rugby????…….just wanted to know.“ He is so silly istg. And really knows how to deal with comments lol

- Vse Kar Vem changed my life watered my crops etc. as always

- Bojan took a BIG walk around the audience during UM and let a lot of people sing. Jumped back out onto the stage right next to us. Ahhhhh. What the fuck

- During Metulji, Bojan propped up a painting of himself on Jan's piano to get Jan „in the mood“. Jan gave it a little kiss. During the first verse (?) the painting fell down with like. Perfect comedic timing. Bojan put it back up again and acted super heartbroken but then he could NOT stop giggling and neither could the crowd. It was so fucking funny

- Afterwards we got some pictures with the boys and talked. Jan Nace & Jure took their time, Bojan is getting sick again I think (no one is surprised) and really wanted to sleep and Kris went straight into the bus

- Oh yeah and Damon Baker was also there and spilled some tea hahahahah. An icon. Bless him

[tame-a-messenger]

Ok I know this is a Damangela blog but I just gotta spread some love to another underrated Angela dynamic. And that’s Angela and Spencer. I first noticed and liked their dynamic like months ago (I think it was in that don’t win Mario party where Angela didn’t know how to play and Spencer was helping her) like probably before I discovered Damangela actually and I just think we need to talk about them more. These past two videos (the gentleman’s don’t win and Reddit stories) have been so good for Spengela (do they have a name? Idk lmk in the notes lol) dynamic enjoyers. I don’t think there’s enough people who like them to say there’s a Spencer/Angela nation but I’m willing to create one. There’s silly little guys and I just think they’re neat. It seems clear we aren’t gonna get much Damangela for a while (unfortunately) but I’m so here for more Spangela/Angcer/someone-help-me-figure-out-the-name moments and attention. Just thought I’d shout out another one of my fav under appreciated Angela duos

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Spencer and Angela is a duo that wasn't even on my radar until that Gentleman's Don’t Win! 

They really are silly little guys fr

FORTUNATELY because this ask is so old I’m like mostly sure Damien and Angela were in last weeks shoot week, so we SHOULD be getting at least a little of them both next month! (idk about this month, we’ll have to see!)

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hey! i hope you don’t mind me asking, but do u have any fics you recommend reading? (specifically sonic fandom ones)

im so sorry anon but im probably the worst when it comes to fic recs. I just started using the bookmark function on ao3 like last month. There's probably tons of fics that i've read and absolutely loved, but never saved and are just collecting dust in my history ToT

i'm going to shout out a few of my favorite authors whose works i absolutely adore and some fics under the cut!

There's definitely more authors and fics i missed, but this is what i was able to come up with!! in general, the sonic community is full of so much talent and i'm just really happy to be here :)

@cozyqueerchaos - I love every single piece they put out honestly and these fics are the reason i dipped my toes more into the sonic fandom years ago. they're THAT good. love them all.

@phantomruby - another wonderful fic writer that everyone should check out. "Slipping Away" makes me cry fr, although i haven't caught up on the latest updates. everything just makes my heart go oshfdsfhd

@chaoxfix - sonic fics are wonderful sonic takes are top notch i dig everything. the understanding of the characters and archie is just phenomenal.

@teamxdark - fell in love with the Tales of Avalon series and fell harder in love with the team dark Boomtober fics and dynamics and aaaaaa, wonderful writing and style.

@rubyiiiusions - every fic is a joy to read and every story really just gets your attention and keeps it till the end. i've bookmarked a few of them since last week :)

I went digging through my history and here are some of my personal favorite Sonic fics!

radio silence under a yellow sky by chaox Summary: Sonic finds out Tails is missing. And more importantly, that no one's been looking for him.

A gen fic about Sonic finding out Tails was MIA during Forces it's so so good i think about it a lot

falling by sonosuke Summary: Shadow likes a boy

sonadow during SA2 I'll cry. so angsty but it makes me :')

Birds of a Feather by SonicaSpeed123 Summary: Sonic has been trapped in Camelot for three years, but he's started to make a place for himself that he can finally be comfortable in with his beloved Lancelot Something has been bothering him, though: If all the people of this world look like the people back home, where is Sonic's lookalike?

Lansoni. Part of a series of SatBK mini fics that i really love, but this one especially because it answers the question of 'what about the Sonic doppleganger?'

you can hardly swallow your fears and pain by chaox and sketchjii Summary: Shadow is usually better at putting up that cold, unfeeling front, isn't he? Or maybe that's him. (or: sonic doesn't need to be in touch with his feelings if he pretends they don't exist in the first place)

One of my all time faves i love it so much i dont think i have the right words. shadow tries to give sonic mental health advice. it does not go well. takes place some time after Forces.

the time has come again for stars by rubyillusions Summary: (five times someone notices sonic and shadow are in love and one time they do something about it)

sonadow, Teen. obsessed with how the characters are written here and the way all of their friends interpret their relationship it's just so cute and sweet and shit and i love it a lot.

against every odd by eggskie Summary: "We're friends?" Nine asks, small and timid, and oh, doesn't that break Sonic's heart. "Of course we are. We always have been. Or we always should have been." Or: Nine isn't used to being cared about

wanna see how hard i can cry? Gen, Sonic Prime fic about sonic and tails and what they should have been.

Dreams Don't Come True by Skyblaze Summary: Short, mildly humorous fic with sonadow flavouring. It also takes the mickey extensively out of the Sonic the Hedgehog 2006 Next Gen game. Warning: not to be taken seriously.

This fic is just really silly i like it a lot :)

A largely platonic cave by mousewritings Summary: "You know I uh, love hanging out with you and all, but do you think we could go somewhere that's not a cave for once?" Shadow stares at him. "What do you mean, go somewhere that's not a cave? Think you're too good for caves?"

Sonic Boom Sonic and Shadow (pre-slash sonadow) my beloveds <3<3 this fic is so funny they're so insufferable

Also, uh. I know you said only Sonic fics but i'm going to add a few more fics that i really really love from different fandoms because i reread them a lot, i hope you don't mind! ^^

Our way by shpeeper Summary: Overall, the mission was pretty simple. Sniper was instructed to track the spy for a week, figure out his daily patterns, then put a bullet in his brain when no one is around. No one told him there would be a kid. An AU in which Spy raises Scout alone, and Sniper is hired to kill Spy.

Oh my fucking god i could go on about this fic. Sniperspy, Teen, TF2. filled with action and danger. Every time a new character would get introduced, i would have fun piecing together who they were in my mind. the first chapter already had me emotional, it's been in my brain for YEARS. And don't even get me STARTED with the twist at the end. holy shit.

Desmodontinae by Romiress Summary: Kirk wakes up in a Gotham that is not his own. A what-if, where Gods and Monsters Batman winds up in the DCU. Originally intended as a short oneshot, and expanded out into a small story, exploring the differences, struggles, and conclusions. Focuses primarily on Kirk Langstrom (G&M Batman), with a side or Hernan Guerra (G&M Superman), Damian Wayne, and Bruce Wayne. Guest appearances by various other Robins, Clark and Jon Kent, and several others.

The Gods and Monsters DC team means so much to me and oh my god this fic was made with so much love and care for the characters. It's been a while since i read it, but i remember this fic had me staying up literally all night, eagerly going through all the chapters, one at a time. i was in bed kicking my sheets quietly irl lmao.