#sweetface radio

[entriesof-mr-sweetface]

My heart is beating, in a different way

Been gone such a long time, I don’t feel the same

[orangetintedglasses]

Anonymous said: sweetface... they have to let you rest sometime...

"I'm sure they will someday. It'll just be a while, and I'm willing to wait."

[marinerainbow]

Ahhh, your week is over! ^^ I hope you're not too exhausted 😅 Get some rest!! Here are some soft F/O's ^^ 💛💛💛

~

Its been a long-ass week for you and Audrey II knew that, so when you got up on Saturday morning and tried to hop out of bed too early for their tastes- a vine slipped out of the pot and wrapped around your waist; guiding you right back to bed. "Wait- Audrey- " "Uh uh uh, nope, babydoll!~ You're getting some rest now so get back in that bed. Whadaya want from the kitchen? I'll get it for you, hm?"

~

"Shhhh, sweetface~ " Tiffany crooned, laying by your side on the couch, your head on her shoulder and her fingers running soothingly through your hair. The air is quiet, and still, and peaceful. You feel the stress of the week slipping away like pulling a knot loose. "I don't want you thinkin' about nothin, you hear me?? Not those shithead customers, not your poor achy body, none of that. Just focus on restin' up, okay?~ Now, whadaya wanna order in to eat, huh?"

~

"Darlin' come on, we're goin' fer a walk." "A walk??" You ask, eyes round with curiosity as you look to Harper. Your mind is so tired... you don't want to think. "Yeah, I wanna show ya a place. Its my special place- I wanna share it with you. An' I think it might help ya. Its real relaxin, I promise." When he leans over, pushes your hair back from your forehead and gives you a kiss there you can feel the achiness already dissipating. "... c'mon, its quiet and no one else knows about in town. It'll be just us for the day, yeah?"

~

Jerry took a different approach to your end-of-the-week exhaustion. After picking you up from work at the end of the day he gave you some new clothes to change into (Comfy clothes that he knew you loved) and sent you back into the restaurant to change in the bathroom. Then he drove you to a somewhere unfamiliar. Your eyebrows knit together; confused as walks you into a plate-throwing warehouse??... Eyes widening, you turn to see your handsome vampire boyfriend with his coat off and rolling up his sleeves; a confident-almost-cocky grin on his face. "Ha. i thought this might be fun, and besides- its great for getting out frustrations. Come on, I booked us a whole room to ourselves."

👇 Actual footage of these imagines fueling me and making my heart feel so full 👇

Wicked!! You always know how to hit the spot with F/O's and imagines!!! I- I- can I marry these? Is it possible to marry imagines? It will be

Tiffany's is of course my favorite, but Audrey's and Jerry's intrigue me! Audrey- first of all, how are you fitting in my bedroom? XD also, I know I shouldn't be surprised since they worked a telephone but... How will they cook?? What will it taste like? I'm very intrigued XD

And Jerry!! I've never heard of a plate-throwing warehouse actually, but it sounds violently rekaxing! Would it be alright if I blasted some Metallica from my phone while we smash China? (No joke; I was on my way home from work yesterday and I turned on the radio. And Enter Sandman was playing and holy shit I felt so alive. Metallica is therapy, and I bet it would slap so hard with smashing shit)

Thank you so so so much for these! I'm definitely re-reading these for the rest of my weekend ^^

[ammonitetheseaserpent]

Ooooo this looks neat!

Acid Rain - Lorn

Man on the Moon - Zella Day

My Love - Florence + The Machine

Out of the Black - Royal Blood

Nothing Worth Loving Isn’t Askew - Lemon Demon

I’d Rather Sleep - Kero Kero Bonito

Time Machine - Miracle Musical

Ebony Sky - Young Fathers

Trip Switch - Nothing But Thieves

Handful of Nothing - Mind’s Eye

Everything Moves - Bronze Radio Return

Spoon Bending! - Kinneret

Entropy - Awkward Marina

A Lesson in Dramatics - Save Face; Jhariah

Sleepwalk - Forrest Day

Euphoria - Muse

REVIVED - Derivikat

People Are People - Depeche Mode

Escapism - Steven Universe

Neurodivergent - Rabbit Junk

Time Machine - New New Girlfriend

@sweetface-the-dollbaby @yourpersonaltimebomb @random-choco @therummonster @tundra-iguana @strawbes @cowcowwow @bugs-r-neat @cyber-holocandle @melissa-titanium @pinkandpurple360 @trophyxtissues @moonpizzalol @finleyforevermore @xensilverquill @passsionfish @lynxz-wof-designs and anyone else who wants to! :D

Rules: pick a song for each letter of your URL and tag that many people.

Tagged by @sailforvalinor, and thank you this looks like fun!

Remember and Proclaim (Andrew Peterson)

All I Ask of You (Jackie Evancho)

Innocence (Nathan Wagner)

Níl Sé'n Lá (Celtic Woman)

I Still Need a Savior (Billy Sprague)

No Strings (Ed Sheeran)

Take Me Back Road (Tim & the Glory Boys)

How Great is Our God (Chris Tomlin)

Everything Sad is Coming Untrue (Jason Grey)

El-Shaddai (Amy Grant)

Voice of Truth (Casting Crowns)

Endlessly (Amaranthe)

Not Alone (Red)

I'm an Open Road (Paul Brandt)

Never Leave Your Side (Sam Tinnesz)

Good to Be Alive (Skillet)

Hoo boy, can I think of sixteen people?

@griseldabanks @kraytwriter @kingofattolia @catkin-morgs @clawedandcute @nerdychristianfanboy @steampunk-archer @sergeanttomycaptain @smhalltheurlsaretaken @scribblermerlin @authortobenamedlater @stainedleather @mrtobenamedlater @mrgartist @get-loved-nerd @a-fount-of-blessings (Ignore if this is a repeat tag. Unless you want to do it again. Up to you. :)

[arts-and-drafts]

Reconnaissance (Hermit Tommy AU)

(hooo boy here comes the start of a very long project, in which wrongs try to be righted in more worlds than one. This is a slight continuation of the fic Vulnerable, so maybe check that out of you're confused. Enjoy!)

TW: Death

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Legend has it that the End connects all worlds.

There is countless spawns, countless new worlds created every second, but there is only one End. The End connects all threads of the wide, wide universe, and if you go far enough, you can see the start of other civilizations on pale islands farther out than the fabled badlands. If you go far enough, if you traverse the End more than any have before, you can start to see beginnings.

Xisuma knows this is all talk. But all legends start in truth. The End is where the admin begins his search.

He's surprised to find Tommy's old world very quickly.

There are few worlds that are completely closed off from the End, and of those few only one is still actively inhabited.

The Dream SMP. The name can't be a coincidence.

Xisuma turns to the world's history now, the hardest part of locating the world now over. It's then that Xisuma learns the best news; the world is regularly open to MCC, and that means a way in.

He tells only Tango of his plan, prepares him for the worst. If Xisuma leaves and doesn't return, Hermitcraft won't have an admin, and the world will die. It would be irresponsible to leave with that much responsibility on his shoulders, but Xisuma would not ask any of his hermits to go in his place, and he reminds Tango firmly of this when the mod protests his decision.

Xisuma spends the next month teaching Tango how to take up the mantle of admin while Xisuma is gone, and before the night of MCC he relinquishes the power in its entirety to his closest confidant. The transfer of administrator leaves both Xisuma and Tango out of commission for quite a while, Xisuma's body struggling through the sudden withdrawal of magic and Tango's attempting to adjust to the influx of power that came too quickly for him to process.

Xisuma departs while Tango rests, leaving the unsure promise of return in his wake in a book and quill before he steps through the portal to MCC.

Xisuma knows where to go. The portal to the Dream SMP has been reignited since the scare last time, and the former admin easily slips through the gateway during the hubbub of the event.

xisumavoid joined the game

<FoolishG> o/

<Ranboo> who

<ItsFundy> wait what

<xisumavoid> Hello. Do any of you know a Dream?

<awesamdude> Who are you?

Xisuma stared at his communicator screen. He chose to not disclose his reasoning for his arrival, on edge because of Tommy's state he was in when he found Hermitcraft. These people could be extremely dangerous.

<xisumavoid> I'm Xisuma, I'm not going to stay long. I just need to speak with Dream. This is his world, correct?

Silence.

Xisuma nervously tucked his communicator away. This world had set him on edge enough; his ability of perception was not as heightened as it used to be since his admin abilities were passed over, but he could still feel that the magic of this world was strained and warped.

The magic of Hermitcraft that he was used to felt light, warm, like a summer breeze on a perfect day, with small snaps of explosive energy that came from volatile and powerful players all in one space. It was generally pleasant.

This world felt...dull. Dull and stretched out too far, as if there wasn't enough magic to go around. What little there was felt tainted somehow, wrong in a way that Xisuma could not describe.

It was suffocating. Xisuma wanted to be out of there as quickly as he could.

The former admin looked around, cringing slightly at the awful mess of cobblestone and dirt and wood planks that made up a wall all around spawn. Besides the crude structure, spawn was abandoned and uninhabited.

Odd.

Xisuma chose not to dwell on it too much, and turned to a crack in the wall where he could leave the box.

He ventured out to a forest of spruce, nothing to be seen for 10 chunks in every direction. All that was in Xisuma's render distance was untouched trees.

The hermit tried his communicator again.

<xisumavoid> Where is everyone? There are no structures close to spawn. Can someone offer coordinates?

"Why are you here." Came a voice in response. Xisuma jumped out of his skin, whipping around so fast he nearly fell off the wall.

A creeper hybrid stood a few blocks from him, clad in ornate golden armor that Xisuma could tell was imbued with enchanted netherite. The look on his face was as cold and intimidating as his netherite sword clutched firmly in one of his paws.

"Uh--hello! I'm here to see Dream." Xisuma replied warily. "What's your name?"

"Sam." The hybrid offered bluntly. "And I can't let you see him."

A flicker of confusion disrupted the growing unease in Xisuma's mind. "I'm unarmed, I promise-"

"It's not for him." Sam cut him off, and Xisuma swallowed his words.

"...I don't understand." Xisuma said, getting the feeling that his wariness of the new server was not nearly enough as it should be. It was then that the hermit noticed Sam deflate, only barely, but enough for Xisuma to see that the hybrid was crushed with guilt.

"...He killed the last person that tried to talk to him." Sam explained lowly. Xisuma blinked. "For your safety and the server's, I can't let you see him. I don't know you, and I don't know if you're here to break him out."

"I'm not worried about dying, I--why is it a big deal?" Xisuma asked carefully. Sam's head snapped up to stare at him with hollow eyes, sending a shiver down the hermit's spine despite how close he was with Doc.

"...It was his last life." Sam said, slowly and deliberately, speaking as if it was terrible taboo to utter the words.

"You can't respawn here?" Xisuma asked, his unease pitching. There was respawn magic here, he could feel it, this wasn't a hardcore world.

"We can." Sam explained curtly. "But if we die and it's important, it's...that's it. We only get three lives."

Sam then looked down, and Xisuma noticed how tired the hybrid suddenly seemed. His paw clenched the hilt of his sword so tight that it shook in his grip.

"Tubbo only had one left." Sam muttered thickly, his voice full of regret and bitterness. Xisuma's stomach dropped.

"...Tubbo is dead?" The hermit realized, slowly. Sam looked up, his eyes now very suspicious as he looked Xisuma over again.

"Who are you? Why are you talking like you know Tubbo and Dream?" Sam interrogated, lifting his blade. Xisuma didn't even blink, his mind fuzzy with the static of shock and disbelief. Tubbo...was dead.

"I...came here for Tommy." Xisuma answered distantly. "He...I wanted to bring Tubbo back to him."

The color drained from Sam's face, but in Xisuma's state he really didn't have the energy to process the look of shock.

"Tommy's alive?"

_

"Tango, look into my eyes, only my eyes."

"No, nope." Tango jerked away from Keralis's hypnotizing stare. "Nice try."

"Tango," Keralis said again, his voice a disappointed purr. He really was laying it on thick. "I just want to know where Shishwammy is."

"He's doing important admin stuff, I told you!" Tango said, his bark having no real bite. Xisuma instructed him exactly; no one was to know where he went. X didn't want any of his hermits to follow him into that world of destruction.

Tango kept it locked, just as he promised, but Keralis was making it so difficult.

"Look, Keralis, I'm really tired. Can I please go back to resting." Tango tried. Keralis's huge eyes stared through him for a couple seconds, but then the hermit visibly backed off. Tango breathed a sigh of relief.

"...Get well soon, sweetface." Keralis hummed reluctantly, turning and shooting out the opening to Toon Towers. Tango watched his silhouette get smaller and smaller on the horizon before turning back to his bed.

What he told Keralis wasn't a lie. His bones felt like they'd been individually hit by a ravager from all the magic that now flowed through him. The humming of every life force in Hermitcraft had been giving him a nonstop headache.

He'd definitely gained more respect for Xisuma's role in their world after experiencing what that truly meant, but he always worryingly came back to the reason the power was given to him in the first place.

It'd been radio silence from Xisuma's end since he left for the SMP, but Tango could still feel his life force pulling at his mind, distantly. It was a very odd sensation, but knowing his friend was still alive and connected to Hermitcraft gave him comfort.

Still. Tango was out of his element, and he hoped Xisuma would return as soon as possible.

Splashing sounds of water gradually became louder and louder to Tango, making him throw an arm over his face in annoyance. He just wanted to sleep, void's sake.

"Tango, my friend! How are you, big man!" A punch to the arm startled Tango into nearly falling out of bed, Tommy's signature loud 'pah-HAH' following his scrambling attempt to get upright.

"Oh, shut up!" Tango said, a traitorous smile growing on his face while Tommy giggled.

"What do you want, Tommy." Tango sighed exaggeratedly. Tommy shuffled in place, a poorly hidden look of mischief in his eyes.

"...You have any TNT?" Tommy reached, and Tango pinched the bridge of his nose. Of course. "What for."

"I wanna scare Zedaph when he goes to bed with an explosion noise!" Tommy grinned, all coyness instantly abandoned. Tango locked eyes with the excited kid.

"Tommy, get your shulker boxes." Tango ordered, and Tommy gave a cheer, bolting for the ender chest in the corner. "All right! Gonna do fucked up shit, we're wrongens!"

"Hey, no swearing in front of the kids." Tango chastised goodnaturedly, prepared to say "you" when Tommy asked what children were around.

The question never came. Tango turned away from digging through his chests of gunpowder to check if Tommy had heard him, all humor fading away when he noticed the kid frozen in place looking down at the contents of his ender chest.

"Tom?" Tango asked, approaching with enough speed to not startle the boy. He peered over Tommy's head when there was no response, and found what looked to be a lodestone compass gripped in Tommy's scarred hand.

"...Tommy?" Tango tried again, hesitantly laying a hand on the kid's shoulder. "What's up?"

"It's." Tommy choked, and Tango tensed in alarm when he noticed tears threatening the boy's eyes. "It's not moving-"

"What?" Tango asked, and a stake was driven right through his chest when Tommy looked up with the most crushing expression of despair Tango has ever seen in his life.

"Tubbo's--" Tommy's face screwed up, the tears finally falling. He turned back to the still compass, caving in on himself to press it to his chest. A pitiful, grueling wail grew in the boy's throat, and Tango's eyes widened as he put the pieces together all at once.

That was a soul compass, and it was still. Whoever was on the other end was still as well.

Tommy's best friend was dead.

[thighhighs-and-knives]

Cute Couple Asks: 4, 39, 45, 81, 91, and 137 for heroine x cairo please?

4. How did you first meet?Cairo: We uh.. First met when I started workin’ at the cafe... God those days were embarrassin’ ehehe. Heroine: I thought he was a girl.. but a very cute girl. Cairo: I’ll neveh forget thelook on ya face when I told you I was a boy, that was great. 39. Do you have cute pet names for each other?Cairo: Dawl (doll), angel, sweetface, lil’ love. Heroine: Honey, sweetheart/sweetie. 45. How do you both like to kiss?Cairo: Usually just little light kisses on the lips.. 81. How do you relax together?Cairo; Usually just come home after work and cuddle in bed with each other for a bit, especially afteh a rough day at the cafe... Heroine: Or we’ll sit on the couch with each other for a bit and listen to the radio, sometimes we’ll watch a movie. 91. Are you both introverted/extroverted or opposites?Cairo: Kinda depends on the day.. Heroine: Sometimes he just wants to stay home and avoid as much human contact as possible while I would like to go out and be around others, and sometimes it’s the other way around. 137. Do you have kids/want to have kids? What would they be like?Cairo: Oh jeez.. Well I mean, we got Lucy... Heroine: But.. I think we’d be willing to have more kids. Cairo: Y-yeah! As for what they’d be like well.. Ehehe we’ll just have to wait and see. 

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[heartytxgruta]

"A fuel injector? I might have one of those things lyin' around here."

What a quick lil' lady she was, already on the other side of the room and rummaging through a larger room; it wasn't a closet, per se, but more of an extra room for scraps she didn't bother using.

"Fuel injector, fuel injector," she mumbled, "oh, by the Maker, there's gotta be somethin' in this pile o' junk!"

Aside from the clitter-clatter of supplies being rummaged through, only soft radio music filled the room. The station was brightly lit during this time of night with a warm hue, instead of something that made the station feel cold and lifeless. It seemed to be decorated, too. Fairy lights at the register, string lights across the metal walls, and...

some dark red splattering; maybe that could be questioned later.

However, the one thing that took up some space in that station was the truck parked neatly off the side: bright pink with a scraped-up grille guard, with wheels larger than its framing covered top to bottom in dirt and grime. It needed cleaning, she was aware, but maybe with some extra time, she just might. "What happened to that ship, sweetface," the engineer asked, "it's not like you clones come by much anymore."

Making conversation was never really her strong suit since Order 66; with her guard at an all-time high almost daily, it was hard to be what she claimed to be on her sign out front: a sweetheart.

Things might be a bit different around here, Sala thought, maybe he'll wanna talk, especially while she rummaged through for just a moment longer.

plan099 just entered the station

"Huh. Well, ain't you a sight to behold. Quite... charmin'. Y'need somethin', sweetface?"

[entriesof-mr-sweetface]

We used to be closer than this

We used to be closer than this

We used to get closer than this

Is it something you miss?