#eggis scribbles

[eggsandghost]

(art for @justapikachu1 !)

THE WORLD WILL REVOLVE AROUND YOU

[jupitercl0uds-art]

i had a vision

[anakinstwinklebunny]

SOB SPEAKING OF HOLIDAY SAM AND VINNIE- EASTER W THOSE TWO. MAYBE THEYRE DYEING EGGS OR STH AND VINNIE HAS FOOD COLORING EVERYWHERE OR IS TRYING TO DRAW ON THE EGGS SOB

- 🐇

PAIRING: sam monroe x vinnie

FLUFF ❦

The table was...something extraordinary. Not even just messy - literally war-torn. Like it had been through three preschool classes and a small explosion. But SAM MONROE sat there anyway, with his arms folded on the edge of the table, watching intensively his twenty-month-old toddler waddle like a crazy madman.

“Vinnie,” Sam said slowly, eyes twitching as he looked at the blue-stained handprints on the wooden table. “What did I say about putting your hands in the dye?”

Vinnie, lips slightly parted in toddler concentration, but he didn’t look up. His tongue was poking out the side of his mouth, a red Sharpie clutched tight in his fist as he attempted to draw a smiley face on the green-dyed egg rolling around the table like it had its own agenda.

"Eggie," he said softly, and then, very seriously: “Hap-face.”

Sam sighed. “Okay, Bob Ross, maybe hold the egg still��”

But Vinnie’s hand slipped. The Sharpie skidded. And the egg did a full dive off the edge of the table, before -

CRACK.

Sam winced. “...RIP, Eggbert.”

Vinnie gasped - the kind that took his whole chest with it. His eyes welled up immediately like he'd just lost a close personal, very close friend. "NOOOO!” he cried. “Eggie noooooo—!”

Sam grabbed him quickly, scooping him up onto his lap before full-on cries could happen. “Hey, hey—it’s okay, dude, we got more eggs. Like, a dozen more. This is why we boil them.” to which vinnie sniffled dramatically, blue and pink food dye streaked across his cheeks like he’d warpainted himself. Sam didn’t even want to know how green his shirt was now—it used to be white. R.I.P.

“But—Eggie…” Vinnie whispered, lower lip wobbling.

“Eggie was a real one,” Sam muttered, brushing Vinnie’s curls back from his forehead. “We’ll give him a proper sendoff in the trash in a sec, yeah?”

Vinnie paused, quiet. Then he pointed at the mess on the table, blinking at the half-dyed eggs, the clumsily scribbled marker doodles and the napkins that were stained tie-dye. “Mow'e?”

Sam stared at him. Then laughed - short, soft, fond.

“Yeah, alright. Let’s destroy another one.”

Just minutes had passed when everything was even more messy than before. Vinnie stared up at Sam. Dead in the eyes. And then - slapped his purple hand onto Sam’s cheek.

Silence corrupted the room.

Sam froze. Clenched his jaw. Contemplated his entire existence while Vinnie just gasped, his little mouth opening in 'o' shape . Then he broke into full giggles. Then slapped another food-colored hand onto Sam’s other cheek. While Sam Monroe just sat there, staring at his toddler, jaw tight, hands gripping the edge of the table.

“I am,” he mutters, “going to sell you.” vinnie just cackled. Like it was the funniest thing in the world.

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[xmads-omensx]

For a soft fathers day thing Can you maybe write something his Davis and his daughter trying to make him a special breakfast for the first time.

Pairing: Dad!Davis Rider x Reader

CW: none

Tags: @tosoundlessdarkistare  @collidewiththesav @follow-me-down-to-wonderland @heyyoplayer   @thatchickwiththecamera  @lilgarbitch @lil-garbitch @death-ofpeace-ofmind  @alwaysfightforwhoyouare @dontwantthemoney  @lacy1986 @oobleoob @astronoids @geminigirlfromfinland

"Eggy!" Wanda said, eyes wide as she held up the plate to her father who was still in bed, groggily waking up.

"Wow, for me?" He asked with a yawn, rubbing his eyes and sitting up.

"Eggy for dada!" Wanda babbled, holding the plate higher as it began to wobble in her hands.

Davis reached over and grabbed it off her, placing a kiss on her head as he did so.

You reached down and picked her up, placing her on the bed causing her to crawl over the covers to snuggle up beside her father as he ate the bacon and eggs she (you) had made for him.

Davis kissed Wanda on the head as she smiled up at him whilst he ate the eggs.

She had cracked them herself (hence why the yolk had broken) and was very proud of that fact.

The toast was burned and the butter didn't quite cover each slice, but none of you cared.

She had made him the special father's day breakfast that she had been so desperately wanting to make for the longest time, so it didn't matter that it wasn't perfect.

"Eggy." She whispered as Davis cut into it, making sure to loudly say "mmmmm" as he ate.

You smiled softly at him before handing him his fathers day card and gift that you had purchased and wrapped. You had also written out the card with Wanda signing her name at the bottom in her toddler scrawl alongside a scribble that she claimed was a house.

"Thank you Wanda!" He exclaimed, picking her up and placing her on his lap.

She giggled and squirmed in his hands before settling against his chest, tracing his tattoos with her tiny hand.

"Eggy." She whispered before falling asleep.

"She doesn't even like eggs." Davis whispered.

"I know." You giggled quietly. "I think she just liked the idea of making something for you."

"Yeah." He whispered, kissing her head again with a content smile.

The three of you stayed like that for a while, just cuddling and enjoying the slow start to the day.

[tickle-headcanons]

If you can, is it possible for you to do tickle headcanons of E G G ?/nf

(dandy's world, iykyk)

(ah yes.... E G G)

🥚 Eggson Tickle Headcanons! 🥚

🥄 General Tickle Info! 🥄 🍳 Lee or Ler? – Surprisingly… he’s got a hidden Lee side 👀 He’s usually the wise, calm Ler handing out warm advice and gentle scribbles—but if he ends up getting tickled? Oh boy. He turns into the most flustered and sputtering mess 😭 🍳 Ticklish Spots – Don’t let the cane fool you, he's still sensitive. His ribs? Deadly. The sides of his eggy face? Dangerous. And if anyone gets brave enough to poke around the back of his knees? Game over. His shell might be firm, but the yolk is ✨soft✨ 🍳 Laugh Type – He’s got a chuckly kind of grandpa laugh, but when you hit a really bad spot he just SNORTS. Loudly. Like an old man caught off guard at a bad pun 😂 🍳 Tickle Tolerance – Honestly? Pretty solid at first—until someone goes all in with teasing. Then he starts to crack 😏 (get it… crack… egg—ok I’ll see myself out 🥲)

🥚 Lee Eggson Moments! 🥚 — “Now now, let’s not—hoHOho! S-See here—thahat’s quite enough!” cue the wiggliest old man shimmy as he tries to keep his composure and completely fails 😭 — Gigi once stole his cane and lightly tapped the back of his knee with a feather and he collapsed giggling like a sitcom dad — Goob loves hugging him from behind and accidentally (on purpose) squeezes his ribs. “Goob just wants a cuddle!” “Y-YOUHHU GIGGLING LITTLE RAPSCALLION!!” — He tries to keep a wise front but the moment someone teases him like, “Aw, Eggson, is the yolk too soft?” he dies inside 💀 — If someone tries the ol’ “tickle tickleee~” on him, he just goes “Ohoho… y-you young ones these days… have no restraint—AHAhA!!” and curls up in laughter

🥚 Ler Eggson Energy! 🥚 — He's that warm grandpa Ler who uses tickles like a “gentle reminder to behave” 😌 — “Now Goob, I told you not to stick candy in the toaster.” pokes belly — He doesn’t go all-out tickle monster mode like Connie or Gigi—but ohhh he’s surgical. One wiggly finger in the perfect spot and BOOM. Squeals. — Also gives lectures while tickling. Like, full-on wisdom rants while someone’s trying to breathe.  “You must learn patience, dear Looey—tickle tickle—or you’ll never master—teehee—the art of balloon balance—”

[tchilidogs]

why... why must you be so cruel...

the second hidden little suprise... ough... its definetly like a right after waking up entry. DAMN bro.

anyways i basically got this scribble immediately☹️ (Its "Fly")(OUCH?????)

this journal is without a doubt Miles' journal/notebook, From what ive gathered; Miles works with Eggman(perhaps, if not, he's allies with Eggman) and Eggy seems to have some type of agreement or alliance with GUN .? im pieceing this together with a half awake brain lol😭 (also im really enjoying all this puzzle stuff... its very fun lol-)

Eggman working with GUN is definitely weird, how could that even take place? Hmm…

Other than Eggman, what familiar face would Tails have?

[eggyrocks]

eggy im so obsessed with your yn rooms posts rn !!! I’ve just read static and wanted to ask you if you could show us how you picture the studio where they hold their radio station ??? also yn outfit aesthetic is LIT in this one omg

YES

the radio station is dingy and disgusting and kiyoko does her best to keep it clean but it’s a futile effort and noya has absolutely scribbled on these walls while he was bored waiting for yn

[my-dark-lord]

This is really self indulgent on my end... I would love to hear your thoughts about the time(s) in the show that Sir Pentious may have had sex

First of all: remember at the sex club when he was like, "because I'm having sex with everyone here!"and then a few people kinda drag him away? Do you think Sir Pentious ended up actually having sex with them? I just wanna know if the snake man got railed.

Another thing is when they are all having their celebration right before the extermination, I sooo thought he and Cherri were gonna hook up. I know canonically they didn't, but do you have any thoughts about last night alive sex between the two of them?

On a non-sexual note, how do you think he created his egg bois? or did he find them somewhere? I love how affectionate he is to them.

Thanks for reading this!

Hazbin Hotel Headcanon Requests - Accepting!

Oh, Nonny, I love self-indulgent things. So much. Let's see here!

I would like to preface this by saying I don't think that Pentious was a virgin in Hell. I think that his few forrays in the bedroom when he was alive were inexperienced and overall not good. He didn't have a lot of interest in sex in Hell because he was used to thinking that sex just wasn't that fantastic. He didn't understand the hype for meaningless sex and instead viewed it as something you do to prove your love and loyalty to someone.

During the scene at Consent, I do think that he had sex with those demons specifically! It started with him being cornered and unable to really deny them because he'd already promised. His pocketbook was lighter, and he was about to have his first orgy. It ended up being an eye-opening experience for him and further fueled his desire to have sex with Cherri. He got home way later than everyone else that night.

Not only did it open his eyes to sex being enjoyable, but it also made him realize that maybe there was a little bit of bisexuality kicking around in there. He was still very focused on Cherri Bomb, but he did have a scrap of paper in his room with hastily scribbled phone numbers on it that he considered calling before the big day.

Oooh, I do!

So, I think that Cherri was mostly interested because of his twin-dick situation, at first. She had it in her head that he was going to be bad at it, and she would have been right if it hadn't been for that night at Consent.

While it started with him wanting to have something soft and passionate, she encouraged him to let loose and get wild on his potential last night alive. They had a lot of sex that Cherri didn't anticipate enjoying as much as she did. The pair of them had a long night, and in the morning Sir Pentious woke up first. He watched her sleep for a while, knowing that this was worth it if this would be the last thing he'd remember.

As for the Egg Bois, I also love how affectionate he is with them! I really like a headcanon that I saw where Pentious was intersex and he birthed the Egg Bois, and that is why they are so important to him. Those are his babies! This is the one I usually stick to when I write him personally.

Aside from this, I think Pentious is capable of very intricate magic if he puts his mind to it, and his sorcery created the eggies we know and love. He still poured his heart and soul into them and they are very important to him as minions, friends, and family.

[dagger-n-ravvi]

Chapter Four: Volatile Mixtures

Azul needs a simple favour from Jade. Surely he won’t mess this up, right…?

Chapter contains no warnings. Kalim is adorable and Jade is actually pretty good at flirting XD

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A03 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46007587?view_full_work=true

Later that night

“What’chu doing?”

Jade starts slightly as Floyd comes into the room and pulls his shirt back down over his belly. “Nothing…”

“Liar. You were using the scanny thingie to look at your eggs, I saw. Lemme see!”

“Floyd…” Jade sighs as Floyd jumps onto the bed next to him, snatches up the scanner, and turns it over in his hands. “Please be gentle. That isn’t a toy.”

“HA! Buttons go brrrrrrrrr…” he immediately starts pressing every single button on the device and mashing through the options that pop on the screen. “Wow this thing sure can do a lot of stuff!”

Jade winces as Floyd coaxes a truly alarming variety of noises out of the little device. He hopes that the designer made the operating software strong enough to withstand his attention…

“Say cheese little eggies!” Floyd cheerfully tugs Jade’s shirt up and tries to press the scanner to his tummy.

“Floyd!” Jade grumpily scoots away and covers himself.

“ Floooooyd ,” Floyd mocks, knocking Jade’s hands away. “So it’s ok for you to peek at me but not for me to peek at you? Hold still.”

“...Ugh…” Jade grumpily crosses his arms across his chest and stares at the wall with a defeated sigh. Fine. Fair is fair.

“Oh wow! You have so many,” Floyd gets a little more serious as he runs the scanner over Jade’s tummy. “Are we going to have to find a midwife when we go home?”

“I sincerely hope not,” Jade lightly drops his forehead onto Floyd’s shoulder and closes his eyes. “With any luck we won’t have to tell anyone at all.”

“Shoo,” Floyd annoyedly pushes him off, and rapidly scribbles a fingertip over the screen several times. “HA!” Grinning mischievously, he turns the scanner around. It’s showing a still picture of Jade’s eggs with perky, pink smiley faces drawn cartoonishly on each of them. “Look Jade! They’re all happy to see you.”

He doubles over cackling, and Jade cracks a smile. “How did you take a photo? I didn’t think it could do anything other than live images…” He takes the scanner back and looks curiously at the screen. Floyd reaches over and double-taps the upper, left hand corner of the screen with two fingers. It pulls up a menu that wasn’t in the manual, and one of the options is ‘ take screenshot .’

“Works if you use your whole hand and just kinda whack it too,” he snickers, then flops down on the bed with a groan. “Oh my god, I’m still SO hungry. And horny. I was worried for a bit. Didn’t know WHAT was going on…” he grumpily looks up at Jade with one eye. ”Glad it’s because I’m full of stupid eggs, and not because I’m going crazy. Not knowing was…scary.”

“It was,” Jade shivers, putting the scanner away.

The weekend is upon them much too quickly. Azul is able to find replacements to take their shifts at the Mostro Lounge and keep them from interacting with paying customers, and not a moment too soon. The twins spent their time eating bizarre combinations of foods that make Azul queasy to think about, and having sex. It’s the third time that he walks in on them fucking each other, and the second time they try to drag him into the middle of if that he stops checking on them and starts relying entirely on texts to communicate.

Which makes it difficult, but aggravatingly necessary when he finds a few lingering tasks that he needs someone reliable to do…

‘Jade, I know that you’re indisposed but I need someone to take a set of study guides over to Scarabia. Someone who won’t be tempted to steal and resell them. Just a delivery. Please?’

He winces when the curt, and likely annoyed answer comes back: Very well.

He rested all day on Saturday, but Jade barely feels functional enough for a mission. Even so, he can’t refuse. It's bad enough that they've had to cancel nearly all of their finals-related contracts without damaging some of their legitimate business as well. Kalim and Jamil had bargained for a set of study guides to hand around to their dorm in exchange for a significant sum of madol. Azul already compiled and printed them a week ago. All Jade has to do is drop them off. It’s simple, and feels like the least he can do. Azul has enough pressure on him as it is.

He kisses the back of Floyd’s head, then dresses and heads out with the guides tucked under one arm. Even the blue, flickering light refracting through the ocean over the glass entryway corridor can’t seem to cool his sweating, overly warm body off. He sighs and braces himself for misery. Scarabia will no doubt feel even worse. Best to finish this quickly.

"Is Kalim available?" He asks the first Scarabia student he sees.

“Uh… he should be. We’re planning a giant party-slash-study session, so he’s been all over… Ooh, there he is! Kalim!” He calls out to the bouncing Scarabia Dorm Leader as he runs by carrying a stack of richly embroidered pillows.

“Oh Jade! How nice to see you!!! Are you here for the party?!” He beams and hands the pillows off to a helper who begins arranging them around the big table in the lounge.

“Hello Kalim, do you have a moment…to speak in private?” That last part he adds spontaneously, shivering lightly as the aroma of warm spices rolls over his tongue. Kalim…he’s always been fond of Kalim. He is pure and guileless to a fault, yes, but also deeply loyal. It’s admirable, and at the moment, almost mesmerizing.

“Yeah! No problem!” Kalim agrees easily. “Everyone! I’m stepping out for a moment, but keep setting up and listen to Jamil! If you have questions he’s in the kitchen!”

Kalim turns back around to Jade. “We can go into my room! Come on…”

They reach Kalim’s room and he shuts the door behind them. “Now what did you want to talk about?”

Jade suddenly feels woefully underprepared. He has the perfect opportunity, but Kalim isn’t easily swayed by compliments and small favours. But still… he feels the need to convince him…

“I brought you the study guides that Azul prepared,” he smiles. “If you’d like, I can go over them with you. You’re about to have a study party, right?”

“Oh yes! Thank you Jade! I don’t know why that had to be private but we can go over them one-on-one! Ooooh!” Kalim taps his forehead with his palm as if to get the gears rolling. “Like a practice study session! I get it now.” 

“Yes. A one-on-one session will give you a better understanding of the material. That will make it easier to assist your dormmates as their housewarden,” Jade purrs. Perfect…

“Ok! Ooh-I can get us snacks for the discussion! And tea!”

“You are preparing for a study party of your own! I would never impose on you in such a way,” Jade frowns. He isn’t opposed to the idea of tea and snacks, but he very much does not want Kalim to leave…just yet… “I thought to ease the burden on Jamil just a touch. He works so hard already…” 

Kalim stops in his tracks, with one hand literally outstretched toward the dorknob. "Oh… You're right. Jamil works so hard. TOO hard. He needs more breaks. I wish I could give him more fun, but it backfires and piles even more work on him every time. He always wants to prepare EVERYTHING." Kalim’s smile dims for a moment, then brightens again when Jade pulls out a box of chocolate truffles and makes a show of removing the seal and plastic wrap.

“These were bought, and remained unopened until now,” he picks one that he found too sugary for his own tastes, and holds it out in offering. Kalim is easily lured back by the treat, walking back from the door and sitting happily across from him.

"Thank you Jade! This looks so good!" Kalim pops the chocolate in his mouth, and hums in delight. He appreciates that Jade showed that the box was sealed until now. Otherwise he would have had to decline. "Hazelnut and... is that coffee!? Wow! Jade you should try the next one! They're so rich!"

Jade watches transfixed as Kalim finishes the truffle. "Oh, I've tried all of the flavors already. Perhaps you can pick one for me? Then it will be a surprise."

"Oh! Okay that sounds fun! How about... Hmmm..." Kalim puts a finger to his lip in thought. "I want to give you something REALLY good. How about this one! The white one with the red squiggles on top." He offers it to Jade, holding it in his fingers. It's another extremely sweet one, and if Jade's sense of taste hadn't been altered by his condition, he might not have been able to eat it at all. But despite that, the act of it being offered is so tempting he can't help himself. Opening his mouth just a little wider than absolutely necessary, he takes it gently from Kalim's fingers with his teeth. Kalim's scarlet eyes go wide. He blushes a rosy hue and shivers as Jade’s lips brush lightly over his fingers, unable to keep himself from staring. 

"Wow...uh. How does it taste?"

Jade chews it thoughtfully. As expected, it is disgustingly sweet. "Chocolate and raspberry. A lovely choice."

"Y-yeah! Uh... do you want another one?"

"I don't want to eat them all! You should have the next one," Jade selects another with caramel and date pieces and holds it out in offering. A part of him understands that Kalim is so sheltered that he likely has no idea that he’s flirting. A much happier and warmer part of him wants to feed Kalim until he's full and sleepy, to show him that he can provide for them both and keep him plump and nourished...

"Oh! Right..." Kalim isn’t sure how to approach this. Should he... should he eat it directly from Jade's hand? He isn’t sure… That seems a little embarrassing! Embarrassing for Kalim to do it, not for Jade to do it, of course!  If that’s how Jade normally eats chocolates, then Kalim won’t make it awkward by commenting on his customs! He’s just being friendly and…oh gosh he’s probably just overthinking this!

"Ah... it looks really good!" Kalim reaches for the chocolate with his hands. Jade lets him take it, not insisting on feeding him even though he very much wants to.

"Should I run over the study guide with you now?

“Mmm-Hm!” Kalim pops the chocolate in his mouth, licking his lips.

Jade opens the guide and flips through it, diligently pointing out which parts of it need the most attention, and giving Kalim some memorization tips for the trickier sections.

"All chemical reactions seek balance..." Jade lifts Kalim's left hand to eye level. "When you make a volatile potion, you intentionally disturb that balance in hopes of capturing something useful, but it's difficult to keep it that way." He places a chocolate in Kalim's hand. "That cost is a delicate shelf life. Contain the potion too strictly, or in your case, hold the chocolate too tightly, and it will melt and be ruined. Not tightly enough..." Jade teasingly snatches it away. "It will escape the container and evaporate. That is the theory - you must balance containment against protection. Too much of one disturbs the other."

He holds out the chocolate to Kalim on his palm. "Does that make sense?" 

"Oh!" Kalim giggles. He hadn’t been expecting Jade to take it back so quickly. "Yes! Yes it does! So that's why Crewel says that some potions can't be stored in certain conditions... Like too hot, direct sunlight..." Kalim takes the chocolate back. 

“Only volatile potions. Stable potions are much less sensitive…” Jade points out a hard-boiled egg still in the shell. “You could carry this around in your pocket and still eat it at the end of the day. It won’t spoil, and short of being completely smashed, it will remain happily in its little shell.”

“So… hold the chocolate too tightly it will melt… I think I get it! That’s why you eat them with your mouth instead of your hands, right? You don’t want them melting!” Kalim holds the truffle between two fingers, offering it back to Jade. He wants to see him eat it again~

“In a way, yes…” he leans forward and teasingly takes the truffle with his teeth again. “Volatile things require special care.” 

“Special care…” The butterflies in Kalim’s stomach flutter around happily as Jade’s lips brush his fingertips. Kalim REALLY enjoys that feeling. He watches Jade intently as he chews and swallows, reminded suddenly of Jamil. Jade works so hard, just like Jamil. Does he get enough breaks? He hardly ever complains, even though he looks a little tired and his skin is slightly damp with sweat. 

“So…If YOU were a volatile potion, how would you like to be taken care of?” he asks, trying to think of a way to ask without being awkward.

“I’m not volatile…” Jade leans forward, gaze calm and intent. “I can take a little rough handling.”

He presses a kiss to Kalim’s lips, lingering just long enough to leave a hint of chocolate behind. Kalim feels like he just got shocked. The tingling brush spreads warmly across his mouth, and lingers on his lips. It happened so fast, and his face is getting REALLY warm.

‘Oooooh… Jade wants… oh boy.’ Kalim licks his lips with a silent, nervous giggle. He remembers now…watching a concubine playfully feed grapes to his father when they thought he couldn’t see. Had they been flirting? Is this flirting? Is that what people do when they want…?

“Is that so? Well… I can too! B-be handled roughly. But everyone treats me like I’m volatile anyway...” Praying that it isn’t too forward, he places a chocolate between his teeth, and stares up at Jade. He wants to chase this feeling. So exciting… so intimate! And fun! He’s never been allowed to flirt with anyone without a chaperone present and he never realized before what a thrill it could be…

“Such a shame. You should be treated how you want to be…” Jade leans forward and takes half of the chocolate from him, grazing his lips ever-so gently with his teeth.

The sound of footsteps rapidly approaching the door only just gives Jade enough time to lean back before the door flies open. Jamil looks between the two of them with barely-disguised panic, eyes fixing on the empty box of chocolates in horror.

"Oh! Jamil!?" Kalim feels strangely like he has been caught red handed committing a crime. He quickly wipes away his mouth. "Jade's been teaching me about potions! And that's it,” he lies. Why is he lying?! Oh Seven, he actually just lied…

“Hello Jamil. I was just going over Azul’s study guide with Kalim…”

“I will go over it with him later. Kalim, I need help with a dish in the kitchen. Quickly, or it might burn.” 

"A dish? Help? O-oh yes! I will go and help!" Kalim stands immediately. That's a surprise. Jamil usually wants him to stay OUT of the kitchen! This must be very serious! He begins to walk out of the room, then impulsively turns back to Jade. "You should stay to eat! My treat for all your help, and throwing in a one-on-one session! Sorry it had to be... uh... cut short…”

“Perhaps another time when we are all less busy.” Jade looks at Jamil with glittering eyes. Jamil glares straight back at him for just a second before bustling Kalim out of the room. The moment they’re alone, Jamil grabs him by the chin and stares intently into each of his eyes, checking for unusual pupil dilation.

“How many of those chocolates did you eat? You know that Jade has a history of poisoning people, don’t you?” He hisses under his breath. 

"Wha…?! It was a closed box Jamil! Sealed and everything! And he was eating them too-" Kalim protests looking guiltily to one side as Jamil presses a palm to his forehead. 

“That proves NOTHING! You have to be more careful,” Jamil groans. “You feel too warm. Here…” he pulls out a vial filled with opaque, black liquid. Its main ingredient is activated charcoal, and Kalim knows from experience that it tastes like licking the inside of a cold fireplace. “Drink this just in case. It should counteract most of the poisons he would have access to.”

"Jade wouldn't poison me! He likes me!" Kalim frowns at the vial. He knows that Jamil will stay on his case until he drinks it, but he can’t help feeling offended. He TRUSTS Jade. After all that, when it’s so clear now that he likes him…why would he want to poison him?

“Kalim…” Jamil growls.

Kalim grabs the vial and tips it into his mouth, JUST to make Jamil stop bugging him. He swallows, then rolls his tongue around with a grimace, faintly disappointed that the ugly taste has completely overwhelmed the last, sweet notes of chocolate. It’s eased slightly when Jamil sighs in relief, then tugs him toward the kitchen. 

“C’mon, you can help me test the soup to see if it’s spicy enough…get that taste out of your mouth.”

“Ok…” Kalim follows him with a faint sigh.

Disappointed and pensive, Jade eats the last truffle. It leaves a bitter taste in his mouth despite being so sweet. Now that Kalim isn’t here, he feels…strange. That was reckless. Did he really just…? Jamil likely believes he tried to poison his charge, and he is barely civil toward Azul as it is. What a mess…

Kalim’s feather-light kiss lingers on his lips, and irrationally he wishes he’d gone further.

He leaves the study guides in a neat pile on Kalim’s desk, then he stands and heads back to Octavinelle. He’ll go see if Floyd is available for a snuggle, he’s feeling rather down now… 

[hitmenscribbles]

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A calm day? Not in THIS house! 😅

✨ Highlights from Chapter 6: ✔️ Papi lays eggs (Miia freaks out. Again.) 🥚💥 ✔️ A pervy cameraman invades their home 🤢📸 ✔️ Harry names Papi’s eggs – meet Egbert, Eggington, Eggy, and George! 😂 ✔️ A dangerous Arachne plots her escape… and she’s coming for Kimihito’s house! 🕷️

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[vespcrtines]

Lord in heaven, it all happens so fast.

One second she’s hunched over that poor excuse for a love note, scribbling the same sentence six different ways—no, that’s too bitchy, no, not bitchy enough—and the next thing she knows, she’s airborne. Arms flailing. Legs kicking. A startled squeak slips out before she’s giggling uncontrollably, helpless as her hennin tilts sideways and her marigold flaps in the breeze, barely clinging to life between her fingers.

She doesn’t even think. Her hands just smack to Finch’s cheeks on instinct, as if holding on to him might keep her from flying straight into orbit. “Eggie!” she yelps, breathless and scandalized, even if it’s more squeal than scold. “You goober! My hat’s gonna take off without me!”

By the time her bare feet hit the ground again, she’s a little dazed from the landing, swaying in place with her palms pushed up against his shoulders. One hand flutters to her chest—Lord, her poor heart never catches a break—and the other starts fussing at her crinkled skirts to fluff her way back into dignity.

No such luck. She looks up.

Lord help her, his flower crown has slipped right down over one eye like a particularly leafy eyebrow, and that’s it. She’s done for. Doubled over, hiccupping and wheezing, wiping at the tears stinging her lashes as laughter spills out of her in bright, breathless bursts. “Eggie, you’re a mess!” she gasps between giggles, trying to steady herself with a halfhearted swat to his chest. She stretches up on tiptoe, fingers fluttering to fix the flop of flowers—Oh. Right. Finch is huge, and she is not.

She rocks back on her balls of her feet with a dramatic sigh and flaps a hand at him, a queen admonishing her knight. “Bend down, O Gentle Giant. How’m I supposed to maintain order in my kingdom if my royal guard is startin’ to wilt?”

When he obliges, she fixes the crown with all the focus she could muster, pink tongue stuck out as petals are curled away from his face, leaves tucked up and out of his eyes. It’s only when the crown’s back in place that his question sinks in. And with it, a horrible, cheek-reddening realization.

The paper. Still clutched in her hand, damning as sin. Shit. How could she have forgotten?

Her cheeks flame hot and immediate, and she fumbles to shove it behind her back, curling her fingers tight around it like sunlight might make it burst into flames. “I was just… um. You know. Makin’ an offering to, uh—” she flaps a hand vaguely skyward, grasping for divine intervention.

Wait. The divine! That’ll do.

“Our… mighty Lord,” she finishes, with the too-brilliant grin of a girl who absolutely just panicked. “For blessin’s. And good crops. And…” she throws in a curtsy. Why? No clue, maybe it'll distract him. “...strong calves?”

Oh, man. Terrible save. Terrible.

location: rain of petals parade status: closed (@vespcrtines) Stealth isn't Finch's strong suit. It's hard to sneak up on anybody when you're not only the size of an ox, but also prone to snickering and giving yourself away. So the music and the busy crowd at the Parade festivities provide a rare and happy bit of camouflage. Finch -- decked out in flower crown and Hawaiian shirt -- is just leaving Q, who's busy taking Miss Cherry for a twirl. He's hunting for Patty, and licking the crumbs of an apple fritter off his fingers, when he spots her. Josie Sutton --decked out in pale yellow fairytale princess gear, pointy hat and all, standing near the bulletin board. She's all grown up now, of course. But to Finch, who's known her since she was a baby -- she'll always be little Josie Posey, the bright-eyed little muffin chasing barn cats around the yard with Patty. She's gazing into space, thoughtful, a marigold in hand. It's too good an opportunity to waste. Finch hunkers down -- to whatever degree a near-six-and-a-half-footer can reasonably hunker down -- and creeps up from an angle, scooping her up off the ground and spinning her around with a whoop, skirts flying. And nearly causing her to lose the marigold and the pen. "Who's the lucky guy?" he asks, grinning, then stops. "Or girl. Uh - the lucky person," he corrects himself primly, setting her down again. You know what happens when you assume, he reminds himself, hearing the words in Meemaw's voice. Actually he doesn't recall what exactly it is that happens -- just that you're not supposed to do it.

@vespcrtines

[eggsandghost]

guy who is just not having fun at any time

[jupitercl0uds-art]

some doodles for an au im going to try to be secretive about (it already has a name but i wont tag it because it reveals the whole thing). if youre my mum uhhh this is actually what circle theorems look like i was revising circle theorems i promise

if you want you can try to guess what it is loll! if you get it right im going to say youre wrong anyway so yeah

[themetalvirus]

btw the eggies each have their own rooms. they're only big enough to fit two twin beds inside and, of course, they only get one shitty twin bed. they can decorate it however they like, but their rooms are generally sparse. they have a small closet filled with cartoon character Same Outfits and a small personal bathroom. that's it. and by small i mean toilet and sink, not even a shower

[perilousforest]

My usual digital art equipment is busted so I gotta get reacquainted with drawing using a mouse ^^;

[misterah13]

Yellow List

Spinni (Kirby)

Zan Partizanne (Kirby)

Yellow Guy (Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared)

Saxophone (Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared)

Roy (Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared)

Chica The Chicken (Five Nights At Freddy’s)

Golden Freddy Fazbear (Five Nights At Freddy’s)

Toy Chica The Chicken (Five Nights At Freddy’s)

Withered Chica The Chicken (Five Nights At Freddy’s)

Withered Golden Freddy Fazbear (Five Nights At Freddy’s)

Nightmare Chica The Chicken (Five Nights At Freddy’s)

Nightmare Fredbear (Five Nights At Freddy’s)

Rockstar Chica The Chicken (Five Nights At Freddy’s)

Fredbear (Five Nights At Freddy’s)

Spring Bonnie The Bunny (Five Nights At Freddy’s)

Flowey The Flower (Undertale)

Neighbor (Hello Neighbor)

Yellow Talking Tattletail (Tattletail)

Six (Little Nightmares)

Raincoat Girl (Little Nightmares)

Ms. Chalice (Cuphead)

Pluto (Disney)

Chuck (Angry Birds)

Poppy (Angry Birds)

Tarayzan (Rayman)

Clark (Rayman)

Lums (Rayman)

Amazonia (Rayman)

Spongebob Squarepants (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Classic Ray The Flying Squirrel (Sonic The Hedgehog)

Pacman (Pacman)

Yellow Pikmin (Pikmin)

Oatchi (Pikmin)

Cat-Bee (Poppy Playtime)

Bunzo Bunny (Poppy Playtime)

Yellow Mini Huggie (Poppy Playtime)

Daisy (Poppy Playtime)

Baby Long Legs (Poppy Playtime)

KickinChicken (Poppy Playtime)

Icky Licky (Poppy Playtime)

Yellow Crewmate (Among Us)

Banana Crewmate (Among Us)

Saturated Yellow Crewmate (Among Us)

Priya Mangal (Turning Red)

Yellow Hemka (Hanazuki Full Of Treasures)

Patricia Martin (Lucky Star)

Nanako Kuroi (Lucky Star)

Ko Yasake (Lucky Star)

Madoka Ohara (Lucky Star)

Sergeant Major Kururu Soucho (Keroro Gunso)

Spongy (Battle For Dream Island)

Yellow Face (Battle For Dream Island)

Lightning (Battle For Dream Island)

Loser (Battle For Dream Island)

Eggy (Battle For Dream Island)

9-Ball (Battle For Dream Island)

Rubber Spatula (Battle For Dream Island)

Scissors (Battle For Dream Island)

X (Battle For Dream Island)

Peep The Chicken (Peep And The Big Wide World)

Sha The Sheep (The Walten Files)

Jaune (Spooky Month)

Thomas Bentley Artwright (Needlem0use)

Cuddles (Happy Tree Friends)

Penny Fitzgerald (The Amazing World Of Gumball)

Edd Walten (The Walten Files)

Rosemary Walten (The Walten Files)

Scribble Netty (Five Nights At Candy’s)

Babette (Raggedy Ann And Raggedy Andy A Musical Adventure)

Basil (Omori)

Joy (Inside Out)

Serial Designation N (Murder Drones)

Serial Designation V (Murder Drones)

Yellow Inkling Girl (Splatoon)

Yellow Inkling Boy (Splatoon)

Yellow Octoling Girl (Splatoon)

Yellow Octoling Boy (Splatoon)

Frye Onaga (Splatoon)