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i’ve had them for all of five minutes but if anything happens to them i’m burning this city to the ground

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Rodrigo for the project thingy?

Prompt Thirteen: Pride + Rodrigo | Character Request Rules

“Careful! Your face paint is smudging.”

The cool makeup cloth against his cheek is a relief to Rodrigo as he stands under the sweltering sun. The streets were swarmed, music was blaring, and people were celebrating all around the coastal town’s annual pride festival. Rodrigo was no stranger to pride, he had gone to celebrations in the past in support of his sister. This year, however, was different.

“Thank you, dear,” he says to Adora as she fixes the pink, purple, and blue stripes on his cheeks, then goes to fix her own. It was her first pride festival ever, this kind of celebration was new to her.

“The heat in Melody Coast is no joke.” Adora smiles, fanning herself with the hand fan she had picked up at one of the booths.

“Oh, I’ve learned that by now.” Rodrigo chuckles, looking at his lover. “Are you having a good time, my dear?”

“Of course!” Adora’s eyes light up. “It’s… wow, I never imagined I would be confident enough to come to one of these. And now that I’m here, oh, it’s wonderful! So many people, celebrating who they are and who they love, it’s… it’s quite the sight.”

“Well, I’m glad we both had these moments of self-discovery around the same time, then,” he tells her, gently taking hold of her face and pulling her in for a soft kiss, one filled with and surrounded by love. They look into each other's eyes, and everything is okay.

“Do you want to get some food?” asks Adora.

He smiles. “Sounds perfect.”

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I’m missing the final touches, but I wont be able to take photos when it’s done. This was made in a very hectic 7 days

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oh 100%

multiple times i fear

DAY 94: do u guys think this has happened to her on earth before

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what’s the answer?

(Neo and Kapyy are brothers and now it’s your problem 🫵🏻 lil fluffy drabble w/ the cyberfunk bros)

“Hey! What can I get for ya?” 

It’s uncomfortably cold, but that’s not the cause of Neo’s gooseflesh. He knows he’s meant to say something, but he doesn’t know what. The worker asks him a question, Neo gives them an answer, and the worker moves on. He can see it now-the worker’s features morphing into a slightly incredulous expression. He’s taking too long. 

The worker wants efficiency, and Neo’s not giving it to them. 

Neo’s whole purpose is granting desires, and now his tongue feels frozen in his mouth and his thoughts are coming in strings of numbers instead of letters-they want something-an answer-and he can’t give it to them. The too-sharp, too-bright world begins to take on a fuzzy, sickly green tint. 

01110100 01101000 01101001 01110011 00100000 01110111 01100001 01110011 00100000 01100001 00100000 01101101 01101001 01110011 01110100 01100001 01101011 01100101-

He’s vaguely aware of his little brother’s hand on his back, and twists slightly to tug Kapyy’s sleeve. It’s as if Kapyy’s older, but Neo’s head aches if he contemplates that for too long. He tries not to. Tries.

“What’s up?” 

Kapyy’s smile is genuine, as if there isn’t a line steadily forming behind them. 

“01001001-don’t know the answer.”

The hand on Neo’s back slides around his waist, squeezing just hard enough to keep Neo’s focus on the task at hand. The world is refined again, and the numbers shift back to their familiar letters. 

“So we’ll figure it out!”

Kapyy points to a large container of the fluffy white crystals, clustered around matching containers with different colors. One’s a bubblegum pink, one’s got rich brown swirls, one’s tinted a darker blue-that might be of interest, but he still doesn’t know the answer and it seems Kapyy does.

“The plain white’s vanilla, but it kind of sucks. Chocolate’s marginally better-oh! You might like cookie dough. Or Oreo.” 

Kapyy turns his attention to the worker, who’s watching the scene with a quiet, soft expression. 

“Can we get a cone of the cookie dough, and a cone of the blueberry?” 

“Sure thing, man.” 

They didn’t have to pay-apparently Neo flustering a simple question was oddly touching-so they retreat outside with cargo in tow. The early evening sunshine bakes the streets in an orangey glow that he just has to stop and admire for a moment. Kapyy pats a bench outside the shop, and Neo sits next to him, albeit a bit stiff.

“I eat the container as well?” 

“Mhm!” Kapyy nodded, happily chomping into his cone. With a tentative bite, Neo tried the ice cream. 

It was….fine. 

He enjoyed the texture, but the flavor was a bit too saccharine for his taste. He took another small bite, hoping it was just a starting error. Kapyy had raved about the dessert, and he wanted to enjoy everything Kapyy did. 

“You like it?” 

At least he knew this answer. 

“I do.”

“Wanna try mine?” Kapyy held out a quickly melting blue cylinder.

Neo takes a tentative lick, then another before he can stop himself.

Oh. 

Now he understands.

“Sublime,” he murmurs.

“Let’s switch,” Kapyy grinned, leaning forward to take Neo’s cookie dough cone. 

“I-are you certain? I can-“

“Neo.” Kapyy was firm, but not unkind. “I wouldn’t have offered if I didn’t want to.”

He took out half the top scoop in a single bite-apparently Neo’s little brother was part snake.

Neo watches him with a raised eyebrow as Kapyy chews for a few minutes.

“Cookie dough’s actually my favorite!” 

Neo files it away under facts about his little brother, determined not to forget a single one. He doesn’t know every answer for Kapyy yet, but it gives him a reason to keep asking. 

They eat in a quiet peace for a few moments, their pants splashed with a kaleidoscope of droplets. Kapyy clears his throat, something between a cough and a sigh.

“I’m so glad you’re here, Neo.”

Chocolate stains Kapyy’s nose, and Neo tucks the mental image away. It’s one of those things that makes him smile.

Looking at his little brother, Neo’s mouth simply moves.

“Me too, Kap.” 

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thinkin abt the importance of the name you choose and how precious it becomes, how telling people at first feels like putting the essence of who you are into their hands and praying they won’t crush you

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thinkin abt the importance of the name you choose and how precious it becomes, how telling people at first feels like putting the essence of who you are into their hands and praying they won’t crush you

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I love terrorizing my friends with angst

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hello i am here to help with your star scheme and send you a coach ✨

annie ‼️

Prompt Ten: Skating + Annie | Character Request Rules

“Don’t let go of me, Charlie. Hold still-”

“I’m trying! Stop yanking on my arm, and I might!”

“I ain’t yankin’ on ya!”

“I think you are, Annie- AH!”

Charlie’s legs nearly slide into a split as he grabs onto the railing for dear life. Annie almost goes down with him, gripping onto Charlie’s wrist as she wobbles from side to side, her feet slipping every which way before she manages to regain her balance. Both of them stay in place, recovering from the fear.

“I thought you’d be much better at this,” Charlie says. When the waitress sighs, the rancher quickly corrects himself. “No, no, no! I didn’t mean it like that!”

“What’d you mean it like, then?” she asks.

“I mean it like- well, um…” he blushes. “I dunno, you’re good at… everything.”

Annie just has to smile at that, but she shakes her head. “Well, clearly, I’m not good at everything,” she tells him.

“You’re still- AH!” Charlie nearly slips again, now hugging the railing like it’s his favorite stuffed animal from childhood. “You’re still much better at skatin’ than me, though…”

She watches as others skate by them, flawlessly rolling along the wooden floor. She may be built for many things, but not this, she realizes. “Do you reckon we should call it a day, then?”

Charlie holds onto the railing with one hand, and curls his fingers around Annie’s palm with the other while softly smiling. “I’d say that’s a good idea.”

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Prompt Eight: Postcard + Cobalt | Character Request Rules

Dear Aureolin and Carmine,

I hope this postcard finds you well. Fresh Town is such a nice place to stay, so I wanted to give you both a taste of what I’ve been experiencing here as an educator. Fun fact, the statue on this postcard is the oldest installment in this town, it was built decades ago.

I know I was skeptical about doing this and leaving you behind, but truthfully, now that I’m here, I’m glad you both convinced me to take this leap and pursue further education. Working with the children of Sun Horizon has really been a joy, and has helped me set my sights on why I’m doing this. However, I won’t lie, this experience has taught me that I am not built for Sun Horizon’s weather. Thank Selios, my guest house has air conditioning.

Regardless, I can’t wait to tell you all about this experience when I get home. I can’t deny that things haven’t been the same without having you around with me. Take care of yourselves.

Your brother,

Cobalt

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I got 3 options:

1. Shadow Rider

2. Radioactive coaches (Cobalt, Carmine and Aurelion)

3. Poker Face coaches

Okay, that’s technically 7 coaches

Prompt Nine: Festival + Regina Hearts | Character Request Rules

Heat wasn’t Regina’s thing. She was much more accustomed to the cooler temperatures of her home kingdom, but Floworld was home to locations of varying temperature. That being said, should she have worn something more suitable for the Destiny Isle Music Festival? Yes. Did she take the risk of dressing for comfort and looking less fashionable than she should have? Absolutely not.

She was practically trapped in a vinyl coffin, the hot red material wrapping around her from head to toe. She had a fan in her hand, flapping at her face to make sure her makeup didn’t melt off due to the heat. Her bodyguards were by her side, also in vinyl. She was doing her best to keep a poker face and not let the heat bother her.

“Regina, you’re on in three,” says a nearby stage manager.

She puts the fan on the table next to her, reaching for her crystal helmet and placing it over her head. The crowd outside is roaring. It’s time to perform. For now, the heat is the least of her concerns.

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lofi chill beats to overthrow the empire to

(its just contemplate from no straight roads)

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tell your baby that I'm your baby...

making this edit reruined my life unfortunately Save me gemmark

[ on tiktok here as well if u want 😁 ]

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how it started

vs. how it’s going

one year ago today i made the first chart which eventually kicked off the idea for alstroemeria so i decided it was time to do some updating ‼️

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what are some characters you would like to write more of?

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popcorn time 🫵🏻

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58048369/chapters/171383938

3 of my jd ships ft. the ‘wearing each other’s clothes’ trope cause i eat that up!

april/cherry, gray/haze, and june/charlie

i hope you like it :)

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finally finished ch 3 and oh im SICK