#he is a precious bean

[emotionaldisaster909]

contemplating how much Hua Cheng actually loves ghost citizens

and how much they love him back

[leaderpinhead]

Cheka - Costume Catastrophe

Prompt: Partner Costumes

Cheka hated his costume. 

Mama had said he looked handsome, and daddy had agreed when Cheka showed him. Baba gave him a bundle of extra leaves to attach to the hood of the costume. Kifaji had just started arguing with mama again about him going to daycare, so Cheka had taken mama’s phone and called Unca Leona to show him too. 

Unca Leona laughed. 

He laughed so hard, he dropped his phone so Cheka could see the flowery tree he was underneath. Ms. Yuu picked up the phone and cooed when Cheka sniffled. “Don’t listen to him, Cheka! I love the colorful mane you made. You’ll be the most handsome tree in the play!” 

Cheka heard Unca Leona laughing even harder. 

Cheka glared at his teacher now when she hovered over him. He actually liked her despite the fact she wouldn’t let him, Timmy, and Pupa climb the large rock on the playground. How were they supposed to know who was king of the rock if they weren’t allowed to climb it? 

“Cheka, please.” Cheka’s eyes narrowed, and his ears twitched at the whine in her voice. Unca Leona had told him only the weak whined. A Kingscholar didn’t bow to the weak. “The play will start in ten minutes. Can you please put your costume on?” 

Cheka huffed and stomped his foot. “No! I don’t wanna be a tree!” 

“But you were excited when I gave you the part earlier this week.” 

That was before Unca Leona laughed at him! If Unca Leona laughed, then it wasn’t cool! “I don’t wanna!” 

His teacher sighed, but another teacher called her name. Cheka puffed his cheeks when she left him standing in the corner alone. Timmy and Pupa were already in their costumes and running around with the other kids. Cheka didn’t think it was fair. How come they got to be bugs, and he was a tree? How was a tree supposed to be so important for the savanna? 

“Are you gonna pout the whole time or put your costume on?” 

Cheka huffed at the little girl when she stepped into his corner. Cheka didn’t know who she was, so she must have been in one of the other daycare classes. She wore a brown sheet with a corded belt around her waist, and two sticks with tiny green leaves poked out from beneath the sheet. Her dark blond hair was tightly braided around her twitching ears, and her darker skin drew Cheka’s attention to her light blue eyes. 

Cheka stared at her eyes. He had never seen eyes so blue. They looked like the two shiny shells he found on the beach when he’d gone to visit Unca Leona at school. 

Her eyes narrowed but didn’t look any less bright. “Are you listening? Put your costume on.” 

Cheka shook his head. His cheeks expanded. “I don’t wanna, and you can’t make me!” 

The little girl looked as angry as mama did when she caught two lionesses fighting over a hunted wildebeest. She flung her sticks to the ground and snatched Cheka’s costume from the chair next to him. She bunched it up in her hands. “My nana came all this way to see me, and I'm not gonna let a spoiled brat ruin it!” 

Cheka’s eyes widened when a few of the leaves Baba gave him crinkled to dust beneath her fingers. He lunged forward to save his costume. “Stop it! You’re breaking Baba’s leaves!” 

The little girl’s eyes widened. Cheka yanked his costume out of her hands. A lot of the orange leaves he had glued to the hood of the brown sweater were broken. More pieces fell off when he shook the hood. It made his hood look less like a big lion’s mane and more like a wild dog with patches of mange. 

His eyes stung, and he sniffled. The little girl took a step back. Cheka ignored her and laid the sweater flat on the chair. He gathered as many of the leaves from the floor and tried to stick them back to his hood. Cheka tucked his tail around his ankles when the leaves just crumbled more. 

“I’m sorry...” 

Cheka angrily rubbed his forearm across his eyes. He tried to give the girl the same kind of growl Unca Leona gave people when they said bad things about him and daddy, but it didn’t sound as mean. “Go ‘way! You’re a big meanie!” 

The girl’s ears flattened against her braids, and her pretty blue eyes shimmered. Cheka didn’t care. He turned back to his costume and tried to stick the leaves to the hood again. How was he supposed to look like the handsome tree mama and Ms. Yuu said he was now? 

“Move!” 

Cheka yelped when he was shoved to the side. He angrily growled at the little girl. She ignored him and gripped a small tube between her hands. The top came off the tube with an audible pop! She wielded the purple glue stick like it was one of the spears the Lioness's Guard used. She stabbed it onto his hood with the same fierceness of one of those lionesses. 

Cheka yelped and tried to grab her elbow. “What’re you doing? You’re gonna mess it up more!” 

“I’m gonna save it!” Cheka blinked. The little girl swung her arm in a tight circle to get the glue everywhere. Her fierce blue eyes snapped to him. “Don’t just stand there. Give me all the leaves!” 

Cheka gasped but did as she said. Daddy never hesitated to do what mama told him when she had the same tone. Even Unca Leona listened to Ms. Yuu when she ordered him around. He gathered the leaves that were the most whole and stuck them to the hood when she commanded him to. 

The hood still looked really patchy when they finished. Cheka sniffled again. The little girl popped the top back onto the glue stick and ran to the other side of the classroom where the arts and crafts bins were. She returned quickly with scissors and thick orange construction paper. She shoved one pair of scissors into his hands along with half the paper. “Here! Cut them to look like leaves. Like this.” 

Cheka followed the girl’s lead and slapped the crooked ovals onto the hood. She found a marker and added little lines on the paper to make them look more like leaves. It didn’t look as good as it had before with all the real leaves, but it didn’t look like a mangy wild dog either. 

When they finished, Cheka took the sweater and pulled it over his head. The hood fit snug around his head. He turned to the girl and waited. She hummed. “Hold on.” 

She ran across the room to dig through the arts and crafts bins again. She came back with a long length of twine, which she tied around his waist into a crooked bow. She smiled when she stepped back again. “There! Now we match.” 

Cheka looked down at the twine. One of the paper leaves flopped onto his forehead. “Do trees wear rope?” 

“Some do,” the girl said with confidence. She picked up the sticks she had abandoned on the floor and shook them at him. He realized the tiny green leaves were paper too. “The tree by my house has a rope. We made a swing with it and a tire!” 

Cheka’s ears wiggled beneath his hood. “Really? That’s cool! I’m gonna ask daddy to make me a tire swing too!” 

Cheka’s teacher appeared again before the girl could say anything. She put a hand on her chest. “Oh, thank the Seven! You’ve got your costume on now. Did Zahara help you? I’ve heard from your teacher you’re quite the helper. Now, come along children! All of your parents are eagerly waiting for your performance in the auditorium.” 

Cheka perked. Daddy and mama said they would both be here to see him in the play. Unca Leona was even gonna watch through a video call! Knowing everyone was watching him made him sing extra loud and shake his leafy mane harder from his spot on the stage next to Zahara. 

Later, he excitedly told his mama and Ms. Yuu, who had put Unca Leona in “timeout” for laughing too much, all about Zahara fixing his costume and her pretty blue eyes. 

[penelopetheconartist]

Pun: I have no words.

[cupofangst]

Every idea for a FNAF fic I come up with always involves Monty being a sad boi and Freddy being there to comfort him and tell him him he matters.

[whiskiii]

Einstein

[the-geeky-designer]

For all the people complaining about Vash redesign being too “pretty boy/hot”. …. Yes, yes he is. The original was too, btw.

[thepassionthatunitesusall]

Anyone booing George has never seen his commercial for his jersey giveaway

[jbarneswilson]

gonna need some of you mutuals to start watching “shrinking” so we can talk about it

[rainbowskykitten]

Wally’s cup of tea ☕️

Inspired by @pyrohypactivity !!

They pointed out that in one of the bug audios, {the one with Poppy and Sally; Wally taps on the table inwhich in morse code (- / . / -.) translates to Tea!

[mittch22]

Miles is hoping against hope that if he looks cute enough, the jury will let him off the hook.

[car-toons]

This pure cinnamon roll deserves to be loved!

[cometblaster2070]

IF SOMETHING’S HAPPENED TO FREDDY IN THE NEW SECURITY BREACH DLC I DON’T KNOW WHAT I’LL DO

[loveydoveylino]

Chan has the cutest stank face 😂

[chaosandstardust]

I WILL DEFEND TAO XU UNTIL THE DAY I DIE I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

[yourangle-yuordevil]

That time in ancient Greece when Aziraphale needed a speedy horse and accidentally invented the pegasus

VS.

Whatever Crowley had going on in medieval times

[agreysexualromantic]

Ok I know we have all analyzed this scene to death but can we just pause and giggle at this particular moment here?

Wylan literally chuckling and hiding under the table and popping his head up to say "sure" to Jesper's (date) suggestion?

Like, the power of Jesper flirting with him is sending him directly under the fucking table.

Wylan needing a minute to figure out how to respond because sometimes he just gets overwhelmed by Jesper's Jesperness.

Wylan proceeding to be the one to just lay it all out there because he's actually brave and honest and willing to be the one who goes there first.

These two.

I can't.