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[elleniemae]

Finally gave in. Watched the gay pirate show.

I freaking love it to DEATH holy SMOKES why didn’t you people tell me to watch this??? I binged it in like 2 DAYS???

Anyway, I wanted to draw the gays, but unfortunately I cannot draw middle-aged men for the life of me. I’ll figure it out one day.

HOWEVER I can draw children! So, I drew the children meeting, because they both need a hug. Really bad.

Enjoy!

[ellies-enrichment]

i got the script guys dw

[the1trueanon]

hehehehe finally got these done!! Reboot is so fun to draw; I swear drawing him just bursting into laughter immediately made me feel so much better about literally everything 🥰 He has such a pretty smile, especially when it's genuine. I love him being silly and giggly 🥰 I want him to just be able to laugh and be happy .....buuuut at the same time I also want to put him through so many of The Horrors(TM), so maybe my wants shouldn't be trusted XD

As always, Welcome Home belongs to Clown (partycoffin), and Reboot!Wally/the Reboot AU belongs to @bloodrediscream!💖💖

[donotfollowabandonedblog]

I was thinking about them while making coffee. Theyre such idiots <3

[shaniacsboogara]

And that's why you should stick with Sticky's

[clownsuu]

I headcanon that Lovelie has a large vocal range so if she wanted to speak more feminine/masculine, he can just pitch or deepen it whenever she wanted

They do actually! However Lovelie doesn’t quite like it when people call out that her voice sounds different than the last time they met, and if pestered about it he will get really cranky 😔🥄🥄

[valvarads]

Cut it out with the Hanty. It’s Hanto! We aren’t even friends! It should be Karakida-san, more like.

[fangirltothefullest]

Halloween AU - Part 7

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[derww]

houston we have a problem

[frenchfry99]

Look who's back from yet another flight! 🌈✉️

Also him and his wifey as humans lol

(plus Daria being silly :3)

Being more of a background character, Sean would mostly be shown in some educational pieces of the show (mostly geographical themed) and a sort of "arts and crafts" lessons with Eddie, telling about all the lands, cultures and puppets Sean had a chance to see (and various fun stories from his flights too!).

Sean may come off as rather shy, but he's as energetic and talkative as his wife, who oftenly would join him on his part of episodes.

His job as a pilot is to fly puppet travelers on his plane from the neighborhood and/to all other places of colorful puppet world and/or delivering mail, which could include anything from various personal requests of neighbors, to new goods for bodega and to letters as well (maybe that's why he gets along so well with the neighborhood's mailman and bugdega owner?). So he's quite the busy bird I'd say!

Sean always has a joke or pun up his sleeve - this guy sure likes to have a good laugh!

He's transmasc, bi & poly

I'm super burned out and dry on ideas lately so I'll infodump more abt him later 💔💔 local himbo pilot my beloved-

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[izzystizzys]

Die Alone: The Coruscant Guard Christmas Special

All‘s calm and quiet on Coruscant, for once - the Senate‘s either gone home to celebrate the universally beloved Xeshmas with their closest, or is attending the annual festive bash at the Spakatomi Splaza buildings, sponsored by Chandrila. At 79’s, a horde of merry Commanders get together to bask in the Xeshmas spirit (red, green and white shots) and celebrate another year survived. But wait, Bacara groans into someone’s boots only thirty minute into their jolly bash, where the kriff is Fox? Ignored the invite again?

A strange feeling comes over Cody. He spent the entire day brooding, telling everyone who would listen that he has the strangest sensation of having forgotten something important and being told it can’t be that important if he’s forgotten it (Wooley) or to quit being such a partypooper (Rex). Now, it dawns on him.

He never sent that comm to Fox.

To be entirely fair, Fox probably couldn’t have attended either way - stuck as he is as the singular vod on babysitting shift at the empty Senate building. Still, it would’ve been nice to at least hear from some of the others, considering he saw them all loiter towards the clubbing district on security cams anyways. Now, here he sits and gathers dust - as a glorified secretary while his brothers are off partying or on security detail at Spakatomi Splaza.

Fox heaves a deep sigh and traces expletives in the thin film of dust on the reception desk. One positive of this whole thing - for once, he’s safe from being accosted and having slurs thrown at him by uppity senate staff, or, Force forbid, being called on a special mission by the Chancellor. He’s safely in his Nubian mansion by now, thank the Galaxy.

Thire and Ballsy are heading the party security, which, most ridiculous kriffing thing he’s had to assign troopers to in a long time. He would’ve doomed himself to it, but the Chancellor specially requested he man the desks and empty Senate. Fox is, after all, the best of the best.

Kriffing Xeshmas parties. Mothma, who’s usually capable of critical thought, specially requested they be in softshell for this assignment - to make their guests feel more comfortable and off the clock, she told Fox with a completely straight face.

Imagine that. Off the clock. Hah.

Fox is so busy watching the imaginary off-time he’s only heard of in dreams that he doesn’t even register the sudden plunge into darkness, until he starts to blink and his brain slowly comes back online.

Well, kriff.

With a heavy, internalized eyeroll, he flicks at his vambrace. Nothing. Taps for the light-controls. Nothing. Pokes at the screens of various pads.

Nothing.

…double-kriff.

With a much more external sigh, Fox heaves himself to his feet and attempts to manually flick on his helmet lights, only to grunt out a string of curses when he realizes they shorted out along with everything else. He gropes at his belt and -

Yup, magpack on the blaster too. Great.

Fox trudges through the empty, darkened corridors with all the enthusiasm of the world’s saddest glorified customer service worker, mentally cursing all the great forces at work to create this extraordinarly shit day for him.

Mothma for throwing stupid kriffing Xeshmas parties and requesting an unreasonable amount of softshell (!) Guard for it.

Palpatine for ordering him to babysit the Galaxy’s center of operations alone.

Cody and all the rest of them for not even kriffing pretending to invite him to anything anymore.

This stupid kriffing generator for deciding to kick it at the worst possible moment, and whoever was stupid enough to make the whole Senate power grid and comm access dependent on one single kriffing -

Fox freezes, all at once.

Voices. Plural. Outside.

Slowly, Fox creeps towards the slide doors leading outside. He pries them open gently, careful not to allow for a single creak or slip that could give him away. It’s more likely to be nothing than anything, but -

“ - enter from the trash chute, while Bossk takes the staff entrance on the other side and cover more ground that way. Bane, you will screw off the vent covers through the third floor exit and -“

“I know what I’m doing”, a deep, gravelly voice interrupts that sends shivers down Fox’ spine. He’d hoped he’d never have to encounter it outside a criminal court recording again - triple kriff. “I don’t need your lectures, Sing.”

“Touchy today, are we?”, Aurra Sing says, snidely, and it begins to dawn on Fox exactly how kriffed he really is. “Relax, Bane. We know what we’re doing. The Chancellor’s treasury doesn’t stand a chance in Sith-hell.”

A low, vibrating hiss answers her, trembling with laughter. Fox has to force himself to hold his breath to keep in the expletives that want to slip free, hands cold and clammy in his gloves.

“Alright, everyone on position. We wait an hour for the commotion to really get started over at Spakatomi, and then -“

Deciding he’s heard enough, Fox carefully shifts the sliding doors back closed and inches back through the hallways with his heart hammering in his chest. Kriff, kriff and double-kriff this stupid kriffing holiday - first thing he’s doing when he gets out of this alive is outlaw the very idea of Xeshmas for all acting GAR personnel, and then he’s going to shove a Nabooian fir-tree up the ass of Jango Fett’s kriffing ghost, because somehow, this too is his fault. Fox just knows it.

First, though, he’ll have to keep three of the Galaxy’s most infamous and deadly bounty hunters from stealing Republic secrets and treasures on his own.

(Somewhere, among the debris-littered ring of planetary satellites, a string of increasingly desperate comms waits to go through:

CC-4477: FOX

CC-4477: FOX HELP

CC-4477: FOOOOOOOX

CC-4477: THERE ARE SEPPIE TERRORISTS IN THE LOBBY THEY ARE BEATING UP ORGANA

CC-4477: I AMN HIDNG I TOLET

CC-4477: Sorry for that, Commander. The situation is back under control - I have acquired a bomb. I‘m sure you‘re right outside with the others setting up a perimeter - I‘ll keep the hostages safe, ori‘vod! :) -Thire)

[the-muffin-master]

"Since the Netherbrain fell, you and Astarion have seen more of Faerûn than you ever thought possible. One night, he tells you that these last six months of happy memories are the counterweight to two hundred years of misery."

idk what's up with my obsession with drawing astarion being happy and cared for but I'm sure it's not gonna come up in therapy. AFFECTION BEAM!!!!

[doueverwonder]

u cannot tell me the rest of the Northeast doesn't make fun of Mass and Conn for all the dumb Puritan rules they used to have.

[kevin--of-desert-bluffs]

Welcome to Night Vale RPG coming out this year everyone!!!!!!

[shittykinaesthetics]

Shitty Brown Stone Spire aesthetic: peruse this aesthetic and feel a sense of devotion to THE BROWN STONE SPIRE build in your heart. when was the last time you went to go visit THE BROWN STONE SPIRE? you should really go see THE BROWN STONE SPIRE again soon. it misses you. this aesthetic, as was THE BROWN STONE SPIRE, was brought to you by Wendy's

[musubiki]

how would coco react if she realizes she's fallen for taffy?? :0 (also i love your ocs and art!!! both are so fun and unique, im super invested in the world you've built 💖)

ooooo honestly i havent even thought about this that much!!! in my head i always see her being soft for him, especially post-timeskip, so i never spent a lot of time meditating on like....The Moment she knows....

i imagine her realizing would be very very slow, not all at once...starting with small things like thinking his fruit obsessed was kind of cute, the desire to wear his old jacket even though she has plenty of her old clothes, teasing him a lot with little pokes and touches, getting jealous about the fucking fruit stand girl or something, that slight tinge of disappointment when mochi asks taffy and lime to handle something instead of taffy and her...

AND KEEP IN MIND THIS IS ALL AFTER SHE KNOWS HE LOVES HER!!!!! hes told her before and as mention in some older posts, taffy doesnt have a filter when it comes to saying romantic shit he just. says it. in front of everyone and thinks its normal.

so maybe at one point shes chilling with mochi and mochi asks if coco actually has any feeling for him too or hes just a friend to her and she honestly cant even answer because she hasnt spent any time thinking about or acknowledging any of those feelings

but shes definately the type to be like "Do I like him like that? I don't know, maybe I can test it to find out" and then goes up to taffy like "Hey I need your help with testing something. Can you like, hold me gently?" in the most deadpan, casual tone ever, and taffy thinks he heard her wrong