#flutterfly

[star-cream]

Flutterfly+a lil lore drop [tfp]

[starscream-plugger]

Breakfast doodle ft Rodimus & Flutterfly

[punnyfunnycom]

Why was the butterfly so popular at the party? Because it could flutterfly with anyone! 🦋💃🏻

[violetsandfluff]

No Control, But Plenty Of Muffins

a/n: i’m very sorry for neglecting this ask since april. i hope you’re still around to enjoy this!! i love how it turned out (:

a/n 2.0: i forgot to schedule this for last week so happy 1d day and no more hslot day!!

contains: fluuuffffffff

wc: roughly 500

Harry’s brow furrowed with displeasure at the blinding stream of sunlight that poured into the bedroom. He could hardly open his eyes, much less stumble to the window to cinch the curtains shut in agony. He pawed around the bed blindly with the hand that wasn’t clasped desperately over his eyes and Y/N was nowhere to be found.

Throwing off the covers, he stumbled to the open door and emerged into a significantly darker hallway, where he stayed for a moment until his eyes adjusted. While he stood there, against the wall covered in a Polaroid collage of his and Y/N’s relationship, he became aware of vague voices and a rhythmic thumping.

What could Y/N possibly be doing at the crack of dawn on the Saturday morning he returned from tour?

Warily, he padded to the top of the stairs, bunching his robe around his waist as he craned an ear to listen. What he heard couldn’t help but bring a foolish smile to his face.

“Waking up beside you, I’m a loaded gun. I can’t contain this anymore. I’m all yours, I’ve got no control, no control.”

He crept contentedly down the stairs as he was met by the sweet scent wafting out of the kitchen, which Y/N was bustling around like a happy bee. She was so engrossed in her music and baking that she failed to register her half-asleep boyfriend’s footsteps making their way around the island to greet her.

Tin of freshly-baked muffins in hand, she jumped slightly as his arms enveloped her waist, cradling her against his chest as he buried a kiss in her hair.

“What’re you doin’ up so early?” he poked in a low, slightly raspy morning voice. “I didn’t even get a ‘good morning’?”

“Shoo, Harry!” she huffed, setting the muffin tin on the counter with a metallic clang. “Of course this is the one morning you wake up early.”

“Y’ made muffins,” he observed bluntly, yawning as he shuffled his feet closer to the steaming pastries.

“Thanks, captain obvious,” she sighed in amusement as she watched him reach out to grab a muffin and retract his hand when it burned the tips of his fingers.

“Patience, rockstar,” she chided with a twinkle in her eye.

Letting go of his robe, Harry scooped her up in his strong but tired arms and carried her to the couch, sitting down carefully with her in his lap.

“Oh, I’ve missed you,” he murmured against your collarbone between delicate kisses to your neck. “You wouldn’t even believe how much.”

“While you were out, annihilating venue after venue, night after night, I was watching from the virtual sidelines, cheering you on all the way.”

“I couldn’t do it without you, y/n. Seriously.”

“Awww, Harry’s being soft,” you cooed endearingly against his chest.

“You give me motivation and inspiration and determination and all of the other -ations in the English language. I love you for that.” Feeling stupidly sappy, he changed the subject. “‘S the coffee done?”

“It’s good enough,” she replied, gesturing broadly to the coffee maker on the counter, feeling color rush to your cheeks. “I already set out your favorite mug out.”

“Thank you s’much, love.” He smiled down at the countertop, genuinely touched, the sun lighting up his side profile and filling his dimple. “I’ve missed our mornings together.”

“So have I,” she admitted more than readily, filling the silence as the next song began playing. “I enjoy the half-asleep Harry who lets me baby him.”

Her boyfriend reached out his arm and pulled her into a warm embrace complete with his signature robe. With his face buried in her hair, he managed, “There’s just something about mornings. They’re almost more intimate.”

“More intimate than nights?”

A smile spread subconsciously over his face before he could prevent it. He placed his hands delicately on his cheeks to hide the blush spreading across them.

“There’s just something more intimate,” he repeated with a chuckle.

“Get out, get out, get out of my head and fall into my arms instead,” y/n’s phone played, and she couldn’t help but sing along. “I don’t, I don’t, don’t know what it is, but I need that one thing.”

Harry joined. “And you’ve got that one thing.”

~~

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[lezzlesdrawsponies]

I have 5 sets of these bundles available; containing 14 stickers and a shaker charm for $10 USD + shipping! On eBay here!

https://www.ebay.com/itm/156283453617

[muppet-facts]

Muppet Fact #1130

Jamdolin, the fraggle who is the frontman of the Troubadours, plays the mandolin.

Source:

Fraggle Rock: Back to the Rock. Episode 107, "Flight of the Flutterflies." January 21, 2022.

[sonnewolfie009]

Haven’t watched mlp since I was a child, so I tried drawing Flutterfly 🌸

[pathologicalrunaway]

dile of auwn

prailight dailie

fidden horest

tralley of viumph

wolden gasteland

knowt of vaulage

eyed of eeen

obrit

vaviary illage

cophecy prave

telder's emple

reasure treef

anctuary silands

flutterfly bields

clerevated ering

the hreetouse

yonebard

borest frook

[palettepainter]

In honour of Fraggle Rock: Back to the Rock season 2 dropping later this month (I believe its dropping on the 26th or the 29th??) it's time to reveal my Fraggle Rock OC!!

Boober is my favourite from the main five, so of course I decided to make them related! Phoebe is...well, she's everything that Boober isn't! She's bright, chipper, social and optimistic! She's an exceptionally good rock climber (and worrying Boober in the process) and loves insects of all sorts, flutterflies being her favourite! With how different her and Boober are they can but heads and argue a lot, but they do have their similarities: both love cooking, though Phoebe is still learning, and just like her brother Phoebe has a particular distaste for certain odours

Still being a kid Phoebe is restricted to exploring Fraggle Rock, she's never seen the Gorgs garden before, but is fascinated by 'outer space'. Though still being a kid, and Boober's worrying, she's often left out on the adventures the main five have, much to her annoyance.

One day she does venture out from Fraggle Rock and becomes friends with Lottie, whom she then later travels the world with to help Lottie with her self discovery journey. I like to imagine when Phoebe is older, she becomes a professional rock climber in Fraggle Rock, helping give lessons to younger Fraggles and even helping the doozers with their construction work from time to time!

(I imagine Phoebe to be around 6-10, that was the age range I had in mind when drawing her)

[ihaveforgortoomany]

Alright time to speculate 2.3!

CN spoilers for the 2.0 story! So spoilers for 2.0,2.1,2.2!

Alright so I guessed right that the character on the poster was Willow, and she is both characters here.

Seems this time we will have allusions to the Paralympics with Willow! Love how BP can take a trope and put an interesting twist on it, Willow being a witch-ballet dancer hybrid with a prosthetic leg (is it a brace or a new leg Im not sure) is so interesting!

It seems that London has been reversed to 1950s after the Storm of 1966, as far as I can see with how patches have been happening linearly (as Linear R1999 can get). I would assume this is a sequel to 1.5, as the Uluru Games had been cancelled until the influence of Ulu and Spathodea; note they say Uluru Qualifiers, so the Games might not necessarily be in London but qualifiers is or was happening there.

Edit: as we know event patches will tie into the story, so I wonder if the smog in London could be the result of the Order of Enlightenment or Manus, so far we dont know what Forget Me Not and Ms Grace have been doing since 2.0.

They mention the year 1952 with the mention of the Great Smog of London, a severe air pollution that lasted 4 days. Note that Oliver Fog's dad, Arthur Fog died in this year. Now comes the question as we know Mr Fog will be making an appearance here, if TF is coming could Arthur Fog be saved?

(Also does Madam Z sound much softer in the PV? I know Sophia in 2.2 sounded slightly more sombre as well, maybe new voice direction?)

I think I am also onto something about Swan Lake, again Willow being a ballet dancer and we do see a swan in the PV. The woman in white who addresses Willow as Charlotte O'Hagan could be an allusion to Odetta the swan princess, (is she the figure in Willow's Ultimate? The hair looks the same) therefore in contrast with her witchy aesthetic Willow is an allusion to Rothbart the evil sorcerer. Either that or she alludes to Elphaba from Wicked, same ish vibes.

Can't say much on Slouch Hat (Brimely) and Flutterfly. Although Flutterfly is very adorable, and its fun to have a character like Brimley as a 5 star.

[star-cream]

Scribbles

[starscream-plugger]

Small interaction

[fictionkinfessions]

CANON PETS!!!

Gummy was a crocodile made of actual candy who was brought to life by chaos magic! They were a gift of friendship from Discord, actually.

Sweetest angel, couldn't (and wouldn't) hurt a flutterfly!

-Pinkie Pie!!!!!!!

✉

[violetsandfluff]

🥣🌭🍵 please :)

Translation: sick day fluff with boyfriendrry

anon knows this is right up my alley heheh 🙊

~~~

“Are you going to cave in and take your medicine yet?” Harry questioned after you sneezed for what seemed like the hundredth time that morning.

“No,” you croaked, voice hoarse and nasal. “I don’t need it.”

“Suit yourself,” he replied, “but at least humor me and blow your nose. I don’t want to listen to you sniffling all day.”

Begrudgingly, you held a wad of tissues up to your nose and blew half-heartedly, pulling the covers up to your chin and snuggling into Harry when you finished.

“I’m bored,” you complained, scrubbing at your nose with your wrist in an attempt to ward off more sniffles. “I want to do something.”

“What do you want to do?” Harry asked, throwing one arm around your shoulders and massaging the back of your head and nape of your neck. “We could read, watch a movie, or bake something. Whatever you’re up for.”

“I don’t know what I’m up for,” you whined. “I wish I felt better already so we could do something, do something.”

“Maybe some medicine would help,” he suggested, giving the back of your neck a soft peck as he held your hair away from it. Fanning your back softly, he asked, “Would you try blowing your nose one more time? For you and for me.”

“Harry,” you groaned in exasperation. “You just made me blow my nose.”

“I know, but-“

“It hurts!”

“Poor baby.” He sounded empathetic, but still insisted on withdrawing a few tissues from the box nestled beneath the covers with you. “Just once.”

You held the tissues to your face and blew a few times until he gave you a nod of contentment. “Finally.”

“Thank you, baby. Good girl,” he praised you. “Breathing better will hopefully help you feel less… grumpy?”

He received a stony stare.

“Let’s watch a movie. You’re choice.”

Once the room was filled with the sounds favorite movie, Harry disappeared into the kitchen to make a bowl of microwave popcorn and two mugs of steaming herbal tea to help you feel better.

Cuddling up next to him under the covers, there was nowhere you’d rather be.

~~

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[mxmorbidmidnight]

🕸️🕸️🕸️Goth dancing (without standing) for my fellow friends with mobility issues. 🕸️🕸️🕸️

🦇 tis in the hands and the face that thou art to make most of thy movements. The formula to goth dancing I find is this:

Flowery hand movements + dejected slumping + brooding to the beat of the music = goth

• using thy face is key, turning thy head away then turning back and widening thine eyes suddenly. I would also work on thy spoOooOoKy broOoOooOding face. No goth should ever leave the house without it! My what if thou art in need of a sultry brooding session but thou hath forgotten thy brooding face at home! Woe!

• hand movements often are to do with mimicking certain actions, then flowing into other dance steps while complimenting the movement using other movements and facial expression. Some examples include;

🕷️the tea Tis mine!! All mine!!:

imagine thou art offering tea to another, stretch it out towards them then suddenly pull it back towards thee because they are not worthy of thy tea

🕷️Tis a cat

Imagine thou art holding and stroking a cat or any other animal of thy choosing. Do so to the beat of the music and making much flourishing with thy hands and be sure to glare at everything around thee.

🕷️bone chilling hands

Shake thy hands beside thee like thou art trying to dry them, gradually moving them up towards the top of thy body

🕷️the swoon and bow

Making perhaps a swooning gesture or bowing, throwing thy body or head forward if thou art able does add quite the Victorian melodrama if it art thine tune.

🕷️picking devil fruit

Imagine thou art picking fruit. Do so with a wondered facial expression. Tis vital for this step to use thy face. Stare at the fruits above thee with fascination and slowly pluck the fruits.

🕷️shimmy shimmy shimmy shimmy shimmy x16

Disorderly, careless and chaotic movement such as throwing thy hands about and doing a spooky little shimmy can go a long way I tell thee!!

🕷️I am the goth I speak for the trees

Moving and swaying thine body like a tree and waving about thy arms. OOoOooOh I art spoOooOky Lorax and I speak for the spOooOoKy treees.

🕷️flutterflies

Making a bird shape with thy hands or other fluttering motions with an expression of wonderment

🕷️shoo the bats

Imagine thou art shooing bats away from thee. This can be done as aggressively as thou does wish.

🕷️oOoOh I art spooky and summoning

Raise thy hands in a summoning motion look towards the sky and move side to side. Channel thy inner witch in ye olde painting running around shirtless and summoning the devil.

Tips:

• if thou can, I recomend thee to throw about thy hair a lot, perhaps make thy hands into a claw shape as you move about or wear some dramatic sleeves or other article of clothing to flair about

• goth dancing is all about expression in its most natural form, whatever thy body art capable of is enough. However it is thou chooses to dance to goth music is so perfectly good in mine opinion.

• my most adored bands to dance to are Lebanon hangover, clan of xymox, the cramps, selofan, this cold night and Cocteau twins.

• tweak these suggestions to thine own body, adjust depending on thy needs. Remember to be safe and to treat thy body kindly.

Happy gothy gothing.

Perhaps I might film demonstrations of certain steps if I ever do draw up the courage.

[dialalagirl]

Subaru definitely watches My Little Pony when he thinks no one else is around, his favourite character is 100% Fluttershy too

subaru- what the fuc- I DO NOT!!!! ARE YOU TRYING TO GET BIT, HAH????

ayato- the flutterfly shrine in your closest says otherwise, bro

subaru- ...! t-that's rich coming from an tellytubbies stan!

ayato- ...way to go below the belt, man.