#my throughts

[dreammastergopherwood]

I will stand for the freedom to worship the Order. Penacony should not be a place of religious discrimination.

Sincerely,

The Dreammaster

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

i redesigned the transformers one cast in the style of transformers animated!

[474lyse]

The dream 1/2

What if Lil Petey, as a Petey's clone, can connect with Petey's feelings that Petey once could have felt. I thought it would be an interesting concept.

[ruinix]

can you do one where reader goes to one of his games and shows up on the big screen then it switches to quinn and him smiling looking up 🙇‍♀️ i fear this would kill me

( i love all ur writes they fuel me throughout the day esp w the cannuck season over )

Hello, lovely. This is such a cute prompt for a lil fluffy thought.🥺Thank you for reading, lovely, sweetie. I am sending you lots of forehead kisses, mwamwa. Apologies for only getting to your ask. Hope you're still there! (Game photo from Pinterest.)

18+. Fluff thoughts. No warnings except it might not be realistic. (Optional) Bonus content on your POV included!⬇️⬇️⬇️

Quinn would always want you to attend his games. He knew you would sometimes prefer sitting with the crowd, sometimes the family box. Depending on your decision, he would try to get you the seats you wanted, always eager to ask whether you would be going or not, especially for home games. Except for tonight, you told him that you had plans.

He was dejected. Of course, he was. He only wanted you to see the brief intermission featuring Fin—you've always loved Fin—and perhaps even get the chance to interact with Fin when the mascot roamed the crowd during the game. He would even make that happen, perhaps drop hints to the mascot wearer where you would be, but you would not be attending tonight.

However, instead of telling you that to entice you to cancel your plans, he didn't, fearing you would cancel your plans. He didn't like interfering with your plans no matter how much he craved your very presence in the arena. You were his good luck charm, but that included your presence wherever you were. As long as he had you.

Currently, Quinn was fucking thankful you weren't in the crowd. He was playing like shit. The Canucks were down a goal in a 2-1 game with no change in the score since the first. It was more than halfway through the last period. He tried to make plays but the puck was getting swiped away. It didn't help that he could feel his fatigue, his heart pumping hard, his nearly cramping.

Yet he pushed himself. He knew you would be watching, even by checking the NHL app for the score or play-by-plays. He had to do you right, especially when you gave him actual good luck kisses before he went out. He just—

A whistle was blown for a stoppage. Quinn swerved behind the other team's goal line, taking deep and regulated breaths, taking full control of himself, skating towards the bench when the coach called for timeout. He sighed, taking sips of water, listening to the strategy while he rested himself.

At that point, he was starting to get overwhelmed. From countless plays to be done, to the slight cramped spaces next to his teammates. Until he heard the crowd cheer, he dared to look up the jumbotron, seeing Fin holding a messily done sign.

In broad black markers, in fucking glitters, it said, "GO CANUCKS. GO QUINNY, MY LOVE!"

He nearly frowned until he saw you, jumping and cheering despite the frustrating score, wearing the signed home jersey and red-black-yellow outfit. He could read your lips, shouting "Go, Quinn! I love you!" before you spun to show off his number on your back.

Quinn laughed, earning looks from his teammates and the coaching staff, but he didn't fucking care, because you spun again, grabbing your sign from Fin and waved it in full avid fan energy. Nothing could ever bring him down, not even at the sight of his game-exhausted yet grinning face being blasted on the Jumbotron for at least a second before it flipped over to you cheering harder. So, this was your plan. Fuck, he loved this. So much.

"Huggy, do you hear me?" The couch called. "You either get back to the bench or—"

"I'm rested. I'll play," he said just as the whistle was blown, signaling the end of their timeout. He nodded at his teammates on the ice. Feeling renewed, feeling the burn of your kisses earlier, wishing that you were still on the jumbotron, he adjusted his helmet one last time. "Let's do this."

˚｡⋆ ❀ ˖ Bonus: Your POV ˖ ❀ ⋆｡˚

They won. The Canucks actually won 4-2 with Quinn having the game-winning goal. Three goals on the last 5 minutes.

With glitter under your nails, on your jersey that you purchased in arena store, on your seat, on the floor, you screamed with the crowd, waving your crumpled sign. Even more when Quinn got the first star.

You were shaking all over the place from the adrenaline, zooming onto Quinn when he went back on the ice to give out his Canucks hockey stick. You felt so proud of him. He played so amazingly, so breathtaking, especially after their timeout.

Your heart did backflips when you noticed him turning to your general direction before he skated away for an interview. Then there he was again on the jumbotron, his voice raspy, his hand running through his hair to keep it away from his face, yet a few wet strands fell on his temples. It should be a crime to be that handsome, no?

After Quinn disappeared, everything felt like a blur. You walked with the crowd, determined to go to a specific place in Rogers Arena to wait for him.

Your phone pinged with a message, "Don't leave. Wait on our spot."

Our spot, he said. You let out a giggle, ignoring the concerned looks you received. You called him and he instantly answered.

"My Love...hi." He sounded like he was breathless.

"It's our spot now, huh, Mr. Game Winner?"

There was a pause on the other line. "What else is it then?" You could hear the smile on his voice, could see the blush blooming on his face. Quinn has always been so simple. Shy but so eager to brag in his own way.

"Our spot," you echoed, giggling so much that you heard him chuckle. "Don't take long."

"See you in fifteen."

"Make sure to shower!" You whisper-yelled.

That made him laugh. The loud and cute laugh of his. The exact laugh you wish you had heard when he was on the ice after your quick five-second-jumbotron fame. You felt so soft all over, like you were swimming on the clouds with Quinn's laugh on repeat in your head.

"Longer then? Thirty?"

"Thirty. I'll wait for you, Quinny. I love you."

"I love you more."

You both spent a whole minute just listening to each other's silence before you ended the call with a soft kissing noise which made him laugh again, leaving you so happy as if you won the world when it was Quinn who won the game.

I tried my best. This was written with me who doesn't attend hockey games face-to-face (or any sports) as an avid TV watcher (i fear the crowds).

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[bxnnie-bxwl]

10 years of BONNIE !

Happy super belated FNAF 10th anniversary!!!

[nicoriice]

JARTHUR DESIGNS REDRAW!!!

hopping on the designs redraw train cuz i wanted to do it since a hot while and since it's now a thing i had to get the chance

i had so much fun with this, these guys look amazing

@bonesmt @colebirb @capesch-arts @potato-lord-but-not @kraythurr on instagram

[bryverros]

i love absolute wally hes literally my son now

yeah!!!! birdflash!!!!!!!!!

[atelierlili]

NEVER FORGET WHAT THE MOVIES TOOK FROM US 🗣️🗣️🗣️

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[xiewho]

quick gorgug from today's ep because jesus christ zac oyama

[mintflavoredcookie]

[ID: a digital drawing of Sugarfly Cookie from Cookie Run Kingdom. She is in a dark, purple-ish space and is standing in water, with a giant pink eye iluminating the scene. She looks tiredly at nothing as pink hands reaching towards her fromthe water below. There are two other hands reaching out from above and holding her face. End ID.]

poor unfortunate soul

[nonomives]

*Materializes*

I wanna show a little something

I usually like to stick close to the canon for stuff and fill in the blanks with my ocs but I only realized until later that theres already on Opal character in hsr. I didnt wanna change her name cuz i liked the themes for the gem lol

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So anyhow, originally, Opal was meant to be someone that fell off from her high position and is trying to get it back, despite clearly struggling. It ties to how opal, as the gem, doesnt really quite work well with diamond since they're on different sides of the Moh Scale (diamond 10 and opal 5.5-ish). For now she's still on a pretty high ranking but I do plan to have some sort of fall from glory for her. Something to do with how opal (the gem) transitioned from having positive meanings in the past, to now being associated with bad luck.

Personality wise, I wanted to lean into Opal being a queen bee of sorts (something to do with opal being the queen of gems). Elegant and poised, pretty meticulous of even the minute details; she takes care of her image above all else so even the smallest slight against her isnt tolerated. Pretty tempermental too (like her gem). While she can look gentle, appearances can be decieving. One wrong step and Opal can easily snap out of a good mood. She can and will make even the smallest of things into a big deal if you irk her enough, which can be pretty often. She can also be pretty obsessed with perfection, making sure everything goes according to plan and up to par with her position because, while she may flaunt her high standing which is one thats hard to achieve, she knows she is still replacable. She may revel in the hight of success, but there's always the chance of falling.

At some point, when the time comes she fails big time and gets demoted, she kinda goess off her knockers, punching walls crazy. If she just gets demoted shes gonna try anything and everything to get back to where she was, even if she resorts to getting her hands dirty or even begging. If she gets fired then shes throwing any and all dignity, probs will lash out the moment she realizes shes been fired and such. I honestly dont know yet how she'll get to this point but I'll figure it out.

[kawoid]

fordtramarine

[0xeyedaisy]

One of my cats had to get his leg amputated today, he is doing fine now, everything went well,,, for some reason he decided to rest in his litter box

[biancadavri]

sorry to say this on the women and gays website but a m!aeducan who romances morrigan is so hysterical to me. i'm obsessed with him, what do you mean you go from being the golden child of Orzammar to all but beg a woman who's not afraid to call you a pathetic bitch to your face to tell you you're good in bed. what do you mean you conceive a child for all the wrong reasons with her and you still end up a better parent than YOUR father. guy of the century i'm afraid. that kid speaks in tongues where the fuck is the bar at.

[spicyvampire]

Poor Tonkla, man. Not only is the hot dude flirting with him probably just trying to manipulate him, but he got dragged as a third wheel to a trip and his adopted brother/best friend was asking to get railed 3 feet from him while he was just minding his business and trying to sleep.

Petition for Tonkla to get at least some hot and nasty vampire gay sex out of this

[verblauen]

Artblock is making life hard but we can't have Rose enjoying Paldeas summer without Oleana, can we?