#the balloon squad

[cadhla182]

The Clowns

Balloon Free variant up for patrons: https://www.patreon.com/posts/104373354

[balloonboyismyson]

Aren't you tired of being NICE? Don't you just wanna go APESHIT?

[utaitemusic]

The sound of raindrops is annoying, but laugh it off for me!

[draw-the-squad-like-this]

Draw your OTP and third wheel 🎈🎈

[the-archangel-squad]

Out of the archangels Michael is the best just saying

@michaelwiththegoodhair: I know. Thank you, @levinson-mannion

@sandalphonsgoldteeth: *still crying*

@uriel-on-ice: *still sighing*

@saraqael-the-sarcastic: *still rolling eyes*

[banhchao]

I just rewatched Season 5 of WTFOCK and as shitty as Yasmina’s friends are and how poorly handled that plot line was (they literally said “if you fight back against racism you are the villain!” 🤮), Yasmina and Younes are the best Yousana hands down, even better than the OGs. We got to see so much of their relationship play out, the communication and understanding they developed and the blossoming love they had for each other. He was also pretty involved in her life and helped her on numerous occasions (the scene where he comforts her in the early morning is THE BEST scene out of all of the SKAMs). I suddenly believe in love again 🥹

[jaclynhyde]

i kind of want to write something about jayne/sadie and the shade becoming friends after he keeps popping in to visit jack and she forcibly sits him down to get the story straight about will in his journals

this would have an audience of only me and my husband, who is also my beta, but still

[vanosslirious]

Vanoss: Listen, we're playing for us right—for me, which means for us.

Nogla: Okay, yeah, got it. Mhm, mhm, you said all you needed to say, co-worker.

[iced-souls]

The big group gang

a perfect screenshot. the golden moment. look at this is like a fucking draw the squad

[wfodicks]

#682: ACOLYTE UPROAR AND THE BALLOON RELEASE

mike, travis and drunk discuss the following topics…. lawncare…. the acolyte….. america’s new favorite game show: where’s will going with this one? kiki wong’s cola review….. the king of cola’s review of americana cherry cola: 8.1 chiquita’s columbian death squad…. kevin spacy is back (again) don’t release balloons…. potw: hawk tua/tires/the boys well,…

[iced-souls]

No one is normal.

I could not find the original post i found this from for the love of me but here it be:

[jakethefurry]

monkey hugs bloon

[red-balloon12]

Balloon Boy is overhated. I get it, he has an annoying laugh and he takes yo double A batteries. But Bonnie literally disables your door in FNAF 1 and the dude is still a fan favorite. Not to mention BB has a really sweet dynamic with Withered Foxy that I think gets overlooked.

I feel like people hated him just because it was popular to hate on him and it hasn’t gotten better since.

I'm gonna try something.

Give me your fnaf hot takes. I wanna hear them.

Here's one of mine. I think the glitchtrap suit is scarier than the springtrap one. The fabric and expression on the face that can't change stands out against the animatronics. Outside the games, springtrap is scarier, but in the context of being around somewhat emoting robots, and their robot movements, seeing a human ass looking dude dancing around feels so wrong.

[beloveds-embrace]

MORE OF SICK!READER PLSSS

I’ll take anything, even if it’s against filled🙏🙏

(also how old is Sick!Reader? Because I wanna know if this’ll be more like a found family situation or found lovers thing)

I imagined Reader in their mid twenties-late twenties tbh, but i kept it vague enough to where it's really up to each person's interpretation if they want them to be romantic or platonic lol at least i hope i did 🤔 Sick!Reader x 141 for those curious!

Soon enough, with so much time passing, the 141 guys get into a little competition to see who will make you smile or laugh the most. Their strategies include, but are not limited to:

Kyle makes note of the pile of books you keep on your little nightstand and casually mentions that he's really "not that big of a reader' but visits you the next time holding a copy of one of your favorite books. He tells you he'll even read and share his thoughts about it for you like a gentleman, but he butchers the plot and mispronounces every name. But it's clear he only read it to have a conversation topic with you and an excuse to have you laughing.

Johnny tries to befriend the nurses, sneaking you little treats or gifts that are normally off-limits (a small stuffed animal that curses with his voice, an extra snack that you told him you'd like to taste or try). He even smuggles in a small, colorful balloon one day with your name on it, right alongside another balloon that declares coffee is better than tea. He takes a selfie with you and those balloons and may or may not send it to the groupchat.

Ghost is a bit more subtle, awkwardly offering to teach you a card game that the squad usually plays during downtime or when they are stuck on base with nothing better to do. Despite his stoic exterior, you catch him cracking a rare smile when you joke that he might be a sore loser, and if he isn't then you will make him into one. He plays more than one game just so you have a chance to win, and the first time you win you laugh loud and proud, a flush on your cheeks.

Price brings in an old radio the taskforce had lying around and tunes into a station playing classical music or jazz, sitting by your bed and saying how his grandmother used to listen to the same kind of music. He doesn’t speak much, just enjoying the quiet companionship, but his presence is comforting. He brings a lot of interesting items for you, but on one occasion he brought you a simple bobblehead. The silly thing sits on top of your books now.

What is your best gift, though? It's how when it's time to leave, they'll always tell you they'll come back- bring something else or new for the next time. Maybe they could take you out to experience something different. Next time, which means you- you will not be left behind or forgotten even if you understand why. They say it so offhandedly, too, like it never once crossed their minds to not include you.

It means everything to you.

[seat-safety-switch]

Have you been to a teppanyaki restaurant lately? It's a fancy Japanese word that means, essentially, "fried on a metal plate." You go in there, you pay your money, and some dude does a bunch of corny jokes while frying your food right in front of you. Whole thing is a lot of fun, and you leave smelling like a barbecue just happened in your lap.

This sort of interaction between worker and customer is missing from many of our Western businesses. Things are just not fun. Nobody at McDonalds will flip a shrimp into her hat while cracking a joke about the stock market. When you get your car fixed, the team of mechanics doesn't build a flaming PB Blaster volcano to loosen the busted lower ball joint for your entertainment. And when you get someone to do your taxes, the lady they have working there takes one look at your box full of greasy parts-store receipts and just cries a whole lot, over and over, until the manager comes out and asks you to leave.

I figured it was time to change things up. Rather than ask already-overworked and heavily-underpaid workers to add an additional piece of unnecessary and annoying customer interaction to their plate, I wisely decided it would be best to ease everyone into it. Luckily for me, my general geographic area contains a very popular clown college. Thanks to recent maybe-errors in immigration policy, this school has over three thousand students at the moment, all learning the ins and outs of clownery and begging for a job, any job. And – unlike actual comedians – they don't get all froggy if you throw two dozen of them into a car and go driving around town, dropping them off at every business who won't pay our very reasonable "dismissal fee."

Friends, I'll be the first to admit that I fucked this one up, big time. I had absolutely no idea that clown makeup was flammable, or that their extensive bozo education did not include knowledge on safe food prep. That's just what happened at the A&W, which would have been bad enough if not for all the other stuff that happened. You've heard the rest of the defence from my team of attorneys, but I wanted you to hear it from me personally. If anyone has learned his lesson about employing clowns to blow up and then pop a balloon animal for laughs while standing next to the police bomb squad, it's me.

[lvnleah]

Rory’s 5th birthday.

“Roo, slow down!” Beth laughed as you ran in front of her, eager to head into the training ground, “Wait for me and Mamma please.” She said as her and Viv grabbed their bags from the car. 

“But Mummy it’s my birthday and I need everyone to know!” You huffed, stopping in your tracks. “I’m five and I wan’ show them all my new teddies!”

It was your fifth birthday and since the moment you had woken up, you hadn’t stopped. Beth and Viv had stayed up till late last night and had decorated the living room with balloons and banners. All of your teddies even had their own little party hats on, two spare ones sat beside them for you and Twix. 

Viv laughed softly, ruffling your hair as Beth adjusted the strap of her bag. “Don’t worry, Roo. Everyone will love meeting Twix’s new friends.”

You grinned up at her, “They better! Twix new friends are excited!”

As you all made your way into the training centre, the familiar hum of voices and clinking dishes filled the air as you made your way to the canteen. The smell of coffee and bacon made your tummy rumble, but you were too focused on finding Buddy and Monkey to notice.

The moment you spotted them, Buddy sitting at a table colouring with crayons and Monkey scrolling through her phone opposite her, you let out an excited squeal.

“Buddy! Monks!” you yelled, sprinting across the room.

Leah, who was seated beside Buddy, looked up with a grin. “Uh-oh, here comes trouble. Happy Birthday, Roo!”

“Roo!” Buddy squealed, dropping the crayon and practically falling off her chair as she scrambled to get to you.

You collided in a giggly hug, your backpack bumping awkwardly between you. “It’s my birthday!” you announced proudly.

Buddy gasped, her eyes wide. “B’fday? ‘Ou five now?”

You nodded, already unzipping your bag. “Yeah, and I brought my teddies to show you. Look!”

Buddy clapped her hands excitedly, bouncing on the spot as you carefully pulled out Twix and his new friends. “This is Twix, and this is Myle 2 and Sprinkles. They’re new!”

Buddy reached out with chubby hands, grabbing for Sprinkles before you had even finished your sentence. “Me ‘ove Sprinkles! He so soft!” she exclaimed, squishing him to her face.

“Twix says you have to be gentle ‘cus they new!” You told Buddy. 

Buddy nodded, still holding Sprinkles by one paw. “Okay, I’ be gentle,” she promised, before suddenly turning to Leah, who was seated next to her. “Mummy! Look, Roo’s bear!”

Leah chuckled, reaching over to ruffle Buddy’s hair. “I see, Bubba. Sprinkles looks very important.”

“Very ‘portant,” Buddy agreed, holding the bear out to Leah for inspection.

Monkey, sitting on the other side of the table, leaned over to watch the scene unfold. “This is serious birthday business,” she teased. “Twix recruiting a squad?”

You nodded firmly, “Twix is the boss. He said they can come watch the match today!”

Buddy gasped again, looking up at Leah. “Dey’ watch football?! Mummy, dey’ watch football!”

Leah grinned, pulling Buddy onto her lap. “Yep, looks like it. And I bet they’ll cheer really loud too, huh, Roo?”

“They’re the loudest,” you said proudly. “but not as loud as me and Buddy!”

Beth and Viv finally caught up, both smiling as they saw Buddy and you deep in conversation about the teddies. “She’s been planning this all morning,” Beth said, setting her bag down.

“You’re very excited about your birthday, huh Roo?” Leah asked you, “Did you get nice presents?”

You nodded enthusiastically, “I got lots of presents! And Mummy and Mamma put party hats on all my teddies. Twix says he’s the boss of the party.”

Before Leah could respond, the canteen doors opened and Steph came in, a grin already on her face. “Alright, where’s the birthday girl?” she called, looking around dramatically.

You practically leapt out of your seat, waving your arms. “I’m here! I’m here!”

“Well, there she is!” Steph said, walking over and crouching down to your level. “Happy birthday, Roo! Five years old, huh? Does that mean you’re a big girl now?”

You nodded, “I’m really big now. And I got new teddies!”

Steph pretended to gasp, glancing at the line of stuffed animals on the table. “Which one’s the boss?”

“Twix!” you said immediately, holding him up. “He’s the oldest, so he’s the boss.”

Steph nodded. “Looks like he’s doing a great job keeping everyone in line. You bringing them to the match later?”

“Yeah, they’re gonna cheer really loud!” you said, your excitement bubbling over.

After a bit more chatting, the rest of the team came in for breakfast, each wishing you a happy birthday. You ended up sitting on Beth’s lap, feeling cosy as she helped you cut your pancakes into bite-sized pieces.

Just as you were finishing the last bite, Katie stood up and got everyone’s attention. “Alright, everyone, we have one last thing to do before we head out for the match,” she said, glancing over at you. 

A moment later, one of the kitchen staff walked in, carrying a cake covered in pink frosting and topped with five candles. Your eyes widened as the entire team broke into a loud, cheerful rendition of “Happy Birthday.”

You tucked your face into Beth’s shoulder, suddenly overwhelmed by all the attention. “Mummy,” you whispered, your voice muffled, “it’s so loud.”

Beth rubbed your back gently, smiling. “It’s okay, Roo. Everyone’s just really happy for you.”

As the song ended, the room filled with cheers and clapping. Viv leaned down to whisper in your ear. “Ready to blow out the candles?”

You peeked out from Beth’s shoulder and nodded shyly. Beth helped you stand on her lap so you could reach the cake, your hands gripping her arms tightly for balance.

“Alright, big breath, Roo,” Beth encouraged, her smile wide as everyone leaned in to watch. You took a deep breath and blew, your cheeks puffing out with the effort, but only two of the five candles flickered out.

The team burst out laughing as you frowned in frustration. “They won’t go!” you huffed, trying again with another puff of air, but the stubborn candles stayed lit.

“I’ help ‘ou!” Buddy announced, trying to slide off Leah’s lap. 

“Buddy!” Leah laughed, quickly scooping her up. “Let’s let Roo have another go.”

“Okay, Roo,” Viv said, her hands resting lightly on your waist. “Biggest breath you can manage. Ready?”

You nodded, your cheeks turning pink as you gave it your all, but only one more candle went out. You frowned again before giving it another go, this time all of them blowing out. 

“You did it, Roo!” Beth said, kissing your cheek as you grinned shyly.

“Twix helped,” you whispered, holding your teddy close.

“Well, Twix is very clever,” Viv said with a chuckle, brushing a stray hair away from your face. 

“Good job, Roo!” Leah called, and Buddy clapped her hands, shouting, “Go, Roo!”

“Did you make a wish?” Beth asked as she hugged you tight.

You nodded, hugging Twix. “Mhm, Twix made it with me!” you said softly, and Beth smiled, kissing your cheek.