#he surfer dude coded

[hivepixels]

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[megaxard]

text post compilation #2– xigbar edition. i have so many xigbar ones i just like him so much

[original thread] [#1, riku] [#3, xemnas] [#4, soriku] [#5, leaisa] [#6, roxas] [#7, kh1] [#8, axel/lea] [#9, demyx] [#10, CoM] [#11, DiZ hate] [#12, CoM/coded]

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1. Xion: not once did it cross my mind that xigbar from organization xiii was a surfer dude. i just thought he was fucked up

2. Xigbar: I don’t “slip” you see, every mistake and intention is carefully calculated for the expected effect and I promise (misspelled) you, I did not make a “typo” that wasn’t my own “miss-giving” you forget how high my IQ is, how big my meat, the inner power I hold. I don’t make these “mistakes” I don’t. and I never will. I fucking hate you XOXO

3. Kid grabbing my arm in the store (Roxas): How old are you?

Xigbar: Five hundred and twelve. I watched the Hindenburg burn.

Roxas: Did you see the Titanic sink? 

Xigbar: No, it was in the middle of the ocean.

4. Xigbar: Hmm gay rights but for me only I think? The rest of u are on ur own

5. Braig: Why does the pirate aesthetic go so hard like? I absolutely want to wear two coats and tall boots and a ton of fucking knives and a sword hello? Maybe not lose an eye but we all have to make sacrifices

6. Braig: I have no relevant skills. I am unpleasant to work with. I like to cause problems.

Xehanort: hired

7. Xigbar: I feel so bad when I overtake an old person (Xehanort) on the sidewalk like man I really didn’t mean to flex on you with my youthful stride

8. Xigbar: I’m sick and tired of being called “mortal” like. You don’t know that. Neither do I. I have never died even ONCE. Nothing has been proven yet. Stop making assumptions. It’s rude.

9. Xigbar: I am a luxury few can tolerate

10. Xigbar, talking to Sora: Humpty died on impact, kid. Anyone tellin ya it coulda been different is a glue salesman

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[zinzabee]

omfg I'm a fool. I'm so sorry. I just realized that I never posted the original designs for my Kaiju TMNT AU on tumblr. oTL

I'm still debating if I wanna go more kaiju-looking on them like in my previous post, or if I should stick with these designs, tbh. I like them both? So maybe I'll figure something out.

In this version they are all so close in age that Splinter just treats them like quadruplets. There's not really an older/younger sibling dynamic. For the most part everyone is treated as equal.

Leo becomes the leader naturally because of his extroverted personality and strategic skills. He's outgoing and encouraging of his brothers, and doesn't like to be left by himself for too long. A little sassy at times, and definitely a prankster. I liked the easygoing nature of Rise's Leo, and wanted to mix it with Mutant Mayhem's. (Scorpion Mud Turtle)

Donnie is just a lovable dork. He likes to take things apart and put them back together again, and his big thing is studying coding. He's also the smallest and most agile of the group. I wanted to pull back from the "jack of all trades/techs" type of Donnie and give him a focus. Pulling personality traits more from Bayverse and the 2007 movie, honestly. (Wood Turtle)

For Raph I confess to just dumping my two favorites (2003 & Rise) in a blender, both visually obvious through the species & color scheme, AND the personality. Very protective of the others, but also teases/bullies them constantly. Very aware of his strength and temperament. Brooklyn accent 100%. (Alligator Snapping Turtle)

Mikey I wanted to make the biggest because I felt like the gentle giant vibes fit his personality. That laid back 'surfer dude' attitude mixes well with it. He was the unofficial leader for their childhood just because he was the biggest and it was easy for the others to follow/hide behind him. He did his best, but was glad that Leo stepped up. For him I looked to 2012 and 1987 Michaelangelo in terms of personality. (African Tortoise)

[actuallyastingray]

Hello Supablr. Sorry this took forever, but I've been working on a follow up project once I'm done with these. More on that later, so for now just enjoy the takes

Skarra: Feral, cackling gremlin trying to pretend he's not empty inside. Needs a hug, possibly several hugs, but is too afraid of cooties to ask. He's either going to have a Prince Zuko level redemption or go full Anakin Skywalker

Dingaan: Dammit Dingaan! You can't be both the lovable, clueless himbo and dumb, jock bully at the same time. Pick one!

Automatic: So, if we ever get a Rookie Season 2, are we gonna see him become the third wheel in Skarra and Shakes' rivalry? Cause no joke, this guy lost his job to Shakes and has way more reason to hate him than Skarra does

Max Power: I'm not a shipper, but why are there no pairings between him and Shakes? I mean, technically there's two of him, but still

Dooma: Oh Dooma, Dooma, Dooma. The writers made such a big deal about bringing you back, and then they promptly forgot about you. Guess upstaging Skarra really isn't all that easy.

Uber: Somehow, a 6.5, 300+ lb. German muscle man is giving me more babygirl vibes then a Sailor Moon character. Also, it's hilarious when you realize he outranks his coach.

Ja Nein: The rarely seen lovechild between adorkableness and pure evil. The "first day at the unit" meme was invented for this guy specifically.

Thor: If he grows a beard, we can call him Odin

Von Eye: Why did it take me four seasons to realize his name is a pun? What is wrong with me?

Chuck: Seriously, I want to see this guy succeed. I want him train up his team, pull off a win, and feel good about it just so he can tell Toni to screw off

John Johnson: The most loveable himbo in a team that consists of equally loveable himbos

Miko Chen: The only thing not completely wholesome about him is how little screen time he gets. That's about as shameful as Ura-Giri's strategies.

De los Santos: He really needs his own Boss theme, but does that make him the bad guy? Cause lets face it, he's not the bad guy

Don Aldo: That's not how hair physics works

Ninja: The second most absent arch-rival in my history of watching cartoons. At least they both brought him back and gave him an identity as El Matador's rival. Still wish we got to see more of the tigers

Liquido: Ten years ago, if I told myself I would one day describe someone as a "sociopathic surfer-dude" I would start to question my own sanity

Andre Meda: His name is an astronomy pun, his team uses constellations as a secret formation code, and his coach has them train in outer space. This guy is a huge closet nerd, and you can't change my mind.

Vladmir Savich: They made a few half-baked attempts to make him a villain and the fanbase is having none of it. Good for him.

Riano: WHY IS THERE NOT MORE CONTENT OF HIM AND SHAKES BEING FRIENDS? They were such good friends, and we have like zero content to prove it. Do the writers not realize how much of a foil he could have been to Skarra? Riano and Shakes being best friends, and Skarra is feeling like he's been replaced, thus hating Shakes even more. Sorry for the long rant but c'mon Moonbug, this guy had so much potential

[saltylandland]

Welcome to the club

What if one of the ways David convinced Star to join, was through the boys mate? Who just so happens to be undergoing lessons of intimacy.

Poly tlb x readers

David x reader

Le$bean! Star x reader

It was a normal night on the boardwalk for your boys, until it was not. David was seeking most of your attention, and he got it, making you lose focus around you. But there was a new girl, the boys were hopeful to add another to their group. She had shown up out of the blue, crashing into their lives quite literally. Jumping into fights against the shitty surfer dudes so she could surf herself, and very much standing out with her unwavering resolve to have fun.

Of course the night before your mates made it very apparent that what they seemed with her was a familial bond and nothing more, but honestly you didn’t need to be convinced.

Besides your trust in your mates, you too were interested in this new girl. She was obviously really pretty, and seemed like she could blend very nicely with the boys, as well as stand her own as a possible vampire. That much you had voiced to your boys, with that green light the plan was a go, as the more extroverted ones made the move to hangout, bringing her into your little circle.

But there was one other thing you didn’t want to voice per say, but another reason you knew that she wouldn’t try to hit on your boys was well… she didn’t seem to like boys at all.

Just from the few days observing her, you had a feeling. She was pretty no doubt, but she was also magnetic, attracting all sorts of people towards her although she barely gave them the time of day. You found her gaze somewhat softening when she spoke to pretty girls, being a bit more affectionate until they pull away, seemingly sizing up on whether they’d be open minded.

All of that could just be hearsay, the men on the boardwalk, sans your boys, never really were up to code to you. But when she walked with Paul and Marko towards your little group, you two locked eyes and you felt weak, something you had only ever felt with the boys. Her eyes growing fiery and heated, her voice softer but a bit deeper from what voice you heard her use with the boys.

From then on it seemed like it was just you and Star, the boys letting you lead the pack as she seems to warm up to you the most, though most of them still oblivious to what her attention may mean. Although the boys are happy to see their newest potential member like their partner and vice versa, it starts to almost get competitive as she tries to hog your attention to herself.

After bringing up motorcycles, Star admits to having really wanted to ride one ever since she was little, causing you to offer her a ride. Although David pulled you back saying you were still learning, which you gloomily agreed with.

What you didn’t catch was Star shooting a mean glare towards David for making you frown, and in that moment, he instantly thought of a plan.

Offering to let you try out your riding skills under three conditions. One, you use Dwayne’s bike, by far the most safe out of the four’s motorcycles. With yours still at the cave. Two, Star rides with him. And three, you ride slowly and carefully. To which you eagerly agree too.

Bringing you three to the cave now, the others were still out on the boardwalk, most likely searching for prey or just causing havoc as usual. As David did his speech, he settled in his wheelchair-made throne, he pulled you into his lap as Star sits on the couch near you two.

Tapping on your thigh, he gave you the signals he’d taught you that means requests for affection. Although hesitant to do that in front of a newcomer, you still flooded David with affection, kissing him all over, pawing at his jacket. Seemingly to take a break from talking, his gloved hand cradles your jaw as he reciprocates the kisses. Pushed into your own little world, you remember the company you keep when David pulls away, you almost go to chase his lips, but you stop yourself. David notices this and he sighs lightly. He turns back to Star and is faced with that familiar glare, this time he can also feel the jealousy pour off of her in waves.

“This is what it’s like, being one of us. You get what you want, when you want it. All you have to do is ask.”

He sees her eyes glow with recognition at what he was implying, before she could reject the obvious, he goes to carry on talking.

“This one here, is getting all the affection she needs, teaching her how to receive and give out affection to those who are worthy.” To further his point he turns your head towards him as you try to bury your head into his neck from embarrassment, and kisses you firmly on the mouth, despite your whine of embarrassment, your hands find his jacket and pull him closer to you. Breaking away again he turns towards a speechless Star, but she was barely looking at him, fixing her eyes on you as you tried to hide your face against David’s chest.

“Don’t you want to be worthy Star? To have this pretty girls affection?” As he openly fondles your crotch you mewl as you whine out “don’t ask it like that-“

“I do” Star interrupts, her voice unwavering as her eyes lock on your blushing face. Turning to David at a breakneck speed she almost shouts “what do I do?”

David was surprised, thinking to himself ‘well, that was easy’, nodding to the bejewelled bottle most held with reverence-

Star picks up the bottle immediately and takes a swig, looking at you, she asks David “what else?”

Clearing his throat, he speaks slowly to Star, half to agitate her and half to compose himself. “That’s all for now, come on baby, why don’t you go welcome our newest member?”

It takes a moment but you look up at Star, slowly moving towards her. Hesitating for a second, Star’s hands gently pet your hips, contrasting with her intense stare, burning holes into your skin. With verbal encouragement from David, you bunch up your skirt, unintentionally making Star almost salvate as her eyes follow the exposed skin. Settling yourself on her lap, you bring your hand up and cradle her jaw much like David did your own, and you lean in to kiss her.

She kisses back with hesitancy, it feels almost reverently as she settles one hand in your hair and the other on your waist modestly, which David’s quick to call out.

“She’s about to fuck you, is this really the time for modesty?” Pulling away she glared at David while you start to kiss down her neck, arguing back at each other they fight like siblings, you can only look on incredulously.

“Why are you still here then? I never agreed to fuck you nor do I want to”

“Agreed, but she is MY partner, you are only half initiated, so either I stay, or you go”

Before Star could retort back you steal her lips with a kiss, chasing her lips in order to stop the bickering, only breaking away to say to David, “Stop it.” And like that you were back on track.

Kissing down her body, you make sure to shower her with attention, cupping her breasts gently and pawing at her thighs. Stopping on your knees in front of her, you twiddled the maxi skirt she wore, looking up at her for permission. When she gave a breathless “yes” you gently pushed up the skirt, until Star almost ripped the fabric as she tugged it up herself. Her chest heaving with inticaption.

Looking up at her shyly you admit that you’ve never been with a girl, “let me know what feels good ok?” Despite your inexperience with going down on girls, you try to replicate what you received from the boys.

Kissing up her thighs, you mouth at her clothed panties, teasing lightly as you tug it down. Upon remembering that she had yet to shave in a while, she jumps up lightly as she goes to explain, “oh, I’m sorry, I wasn’t expecting to-you know I’ll just- ah! Oh fuck…”

While she rambled you try to remember what the boys would do to you first, settling on finding her clit. Spreading her lips open gently, you find her clit and go to lick at it. Forming an ‘o’ shape with your mouth, you hum as you rock your head back and forth. Star seems to really like this, moaning loudly as her hips buck up.

You keep your focus on her clit for a while until you hear David’s voice in your head, ‘you can use your tongue in other places you know? Don’t be afraid to use your fingers too’

Using your tongue, you map out what seemed to feel the best for Star, tonguing at her entrance before pulling away for a moment to suck on your fingers. Star watched your movements carefully, her expression changing to slight surprise as she noticed what you were doing. Gently pushing your fingers in, you use your mouth to shower her clit with attention, from slurping, to flicking your tongue out, to gently grazing your teeth against it. While your two fingers gently pushes in and out, trying different angles until you got what you wanted.

Her thighs squeeze your head lightly as she begins to plead for more, “oh fuCK right there! Please, fuck go harder ahh” her hips start moving at their own accord, you do your best to keep your mouth on her steady as one hand settles on her stomach to keep her settled.

With a loud cry, she gushes into your mouth, you happily swallow it as you keep going against her pushes as she starts to feel overstimulated.

David takes that as his cue to step in, pulling you away gently as Star heaves on the couch. “Hey hey, it’s time to let up now.”

You look up at him confused, “but my sessions go on for hours”, at which David smiles. “You're right about that sweetheart, but she’s not used to it yet” you crease your brow in confusion, “experience is the best way to get going at this kinda thing” David looks at you surprised, and a little proud. Here you are throwing his line straight back at him.

“Yeah well, the others will be here soon and they don’t know about your new situation, so give me a chance to explain so they don’t walk in and try to maul Star to death out of jealousy okay?” Nodding back you have to agree that was a fair point. Licking your lips you get off your sore knees and lean down to give Star a kiss. She stares at you beaming, David nods at her lightly, “welcome to the club.”

[14dayswithyou]

okay I just finished day 2 and i loved it!!! I just wanted to say thank you for working so hard on it, you did so well! Just had to yell about this for a bit bc it was too funny seeing leon in day two. He's such an Aussie surfer dude to me slhdsjbfekjds

Like the WAY i'm ready to shit on leon (lovingly) as a fellow aussie like,,,,lemme yell at him please im bEGGing to just shit talk him he's probably from the gold coast and eats like 5 wheetbix every morning like its some religion pfftt

like any 2000's aussie kid tho we'd bond over h2o in no time like,,, "oh naurrr, the condenSAtionnn"

✦゜ANSWERED: LMAOOO I'M CRYINGGGG NOT THE GOLD COAST SLANDER T_T He is very Queenslander coded though, so you know what?? I'm not even mad /j /t

But aaaa I'm so happy to hear that you enjoyed Day 2!! Thank you for da support ;v;

[acceleracers-baby]

Acceleracers HCs! What Element Would They Bend?

I just finished the Avatar Live Action and now I have brain rot about these movies AND the original ATLA show.

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Teku

(Nolo Pasaro, Vert Wheeler, Shirako Takamoto, Kurt Wylde, Karma Eiss)

Metal Maniacs

(Taro Kitano, Tork Maddox, Monkey McClurg, Porkchop RIggs, Markie Wylde)

+Bonus Round

(Brian Kadeem & Banjee Castillo)

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Teku

Nolo Pasaro - Okay, when I rewatched the Acelleracers recently, I literally had to look up the voice actor for Nolo because I genuinely thought it was Dante Basco (Zuko) for a second. They sound so similar. Plus Nolo’s firey personality and his pride really make me think he’d be a Firebender. “Tork! I challenge you to an Agni Kai!”

Vert Wheeler - I feel like I don't need to say it, but I’m gonna… Vert’s a Waterbender! Water is the element of change and Vert is all about adapting to the different tracks. He’s also a surfer- so… yeah I feel like this one is pretty self-explanatory. I swear this dude would become one with the ocean if it was possible. I can’t get the image of him making a surf board out of ice and just using the full moon to make the biggest waves possible for himself.

Shirako Takamoto - Shirako is so chill all the time I can’t help but see him as an Airbender. I also feel like he’d use his bending in the most creative and chaotic ways possible like manipulating the air around his speakers to make them sound louder or clearer. Not to mention that he’d use his bending to mildly annoy the Metal Maniacs. Think blowing their tools just slightly out of reach or speeding by them on an air scooter.

Kurt Wylde - Kurt has such strong Firebending vibes that it literally inspired this post lol. He just seems like such a hothead. He’s got the sass and air of superiority that comes with most Firebenders. It doesn't help that he and Mark have a sibling rivalry that reminds me of Zuko & Azula. Kurt also seems like he’d be able to manipulate lightning, and I’m not just saying that cause he looks like Mako.

Karma Eiss - Karma also gives off Firebending vibes. Her drive for perfection fits the precision a Firebender needs in order to safely manipulate their element. One wrong move and it could mean trouble. Karma would have her element fully mastered. She would have the wisdom to take skills from other bending disciplines and apply them to her own style. She can bend both fire and lightning, and I feel like she’d be skilled enough to turn up the heat for those blue flames!

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Metal Maniacs

Taro Kitano - Oh, look at that. Another Firebender. I mean come on! He’s the leader of the Scorchers in World Race. His car has a classic flame paint job!! The Fire Nation was literally modeled after Imperial Japan!! There are so many connections I could make here, but what really convinces me is his overall attitude. He follows a strict honor code, and just like Karma, he’s got the control a Firebender needs to be successful. I feel like he’d make a great Lavabender too.

Tork Maddox - I’m getting strong Earthbender vibes from Tork. He’s built as sturdy as a rock, and his personality is just as solid. He stands his ground a lot in the Acceleracer movies, and although he’s got some fire behind his eyes, it’s usually only in response to being antagonized by one of the other racers. He’s the very foundation of the Metal Maniacs and like any good Earthbender, he seems to listen before he reacts. I also love the idea of Tork being a Metalbender.

Monkey McClurg - Monkey strikes me as a Nonbender, but if I had to give him an element, he would be an Earthbender. Mainly because I feel like he could make a great Metalbender. That being said, at my core, I really think he would end up not being able to bend, but he would make up for it by being an extremely creative inventor. He just reminds me of Sokka so much with how resourceful he is.

Porkchop Riggs - Porkchop is a full on Earthbender, baby! In fact, If Monkey ended up not being able to bend, he’d be who Monkey goes to for all of his Metalbending needs. He is one with the dirt. Especially since he's terrified of water.

Markie Wylde - Markie is 100% a Firebender as well. Like his older brother, he’s hot-headed and cocky. He gives off those Book One Zuko vibes in most of the Acceleracer movies. I don’t think he’d have the precision to be able to produce blue flames, but I do feel like he could pick up combustion. Could you imagine Markie with combustion tattoos up his arm instead of the stuff he's got now?

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Bonus Round

Brian Kadeem - Okay, I wanted to put Kadeem in the Earthbender category due to Sandbending, but Kadeem’s personality SCREAMS Airbender. He’s got too many pacifistic tendencies and is just so damn loveable I can’t not associate him with Aang. Not only that but due to the scenes in World Race where his mentor comes to him in visions, I feel like he would be able to connect to the Spirit World quite easily.

Banjee Castillo - Surprisingly, I feel like Banjee would be an Airbender too. If not an Airbender, then probably an Earthbender. He’s just so quick-witted and has such a lighthearted view on life that I can't help but stick him with the Airbenders. Also, the way he teases people (like when he waves at Kurt as he passes him in World Race) reminds me of when Aang is being mischievous.

——— Thanks for Reading ———

[jvblood]

first encounter

pairing: argyle x gn!reader

word count: 2k

summary: majority wins in a discourse of where to eat, you were the unlucky one to go get the pizza but it doesnt feel the unlucky when you see him at the register

WARNINGS: none, i think : D here is part 2 : )

a/n: i wrote partners last night and this one literally today. Im going out to eat and you bet your bottom dollar that im cooking up the next fic

The thing about you is that you like control. Not in the freaky way, just the way you like to know every outcome and how to find the one where you were positive that you and whoever you were with would be comfortable. Just like how tonight you and a couple of friends were struggling on what to eat. You wanted some chinese take out while the others wanted to get pizza. The four of you sitting in Janet's living room ‘contemplating’ on where to eat. You knew the answer already.  

“The majority votes on pizza.” Janet said. One thing about Janet you always knew is how she always said majority wins. She’s not wrong but honestly it can be annoying. 

“Fine but I get to choose the toppings!” You declare. 

“That’s fine but you have to get toppings for two pies.” Chandler says. The stomach that this guy has is like an empty pit. Not that there’s anything wrong but you seriously consider if he’s ever going to regret those choices. 

“I know, meathead.” You say playfully rolling your eyes.

“Wait, spin the bottle to see who goes to pick it up!” Danny says as he picks up a random coke bottle off the floor. He spins the bottle and it just so happened to land on you. You exclaim in frustration how this was unfair while the other three lay back in comfort. 

“Hey, don’t hate the player, hate the bottle.” Chandler says as if that makes it better. You flip him off as you grab your bag and keys. Soon the other three put cash in the middle of the table and you grab their change. 

“Anything else before I head out?” You ask out. They all shook their head no as they were already chilling watching the TV. 

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You arrive at Surfer Boy Pizza and walk into the shop. The smell of oven baked pizza overwhelms your senses and the fast paced workers move as if they were bees in a colony. You see people sitting around waiting for their pizzas but fortunately there was no line. You see the cashier chilling talking to a coworker, his back towards you. You take in how his hair is probably a lot longer than it should be and consider if he’s breaking any health code violations. But he’s not making the pizzas so you should be fine. Right? The coworker makes notice of you coming in so he taps the assumed cashier for him to take your order.

“Welcome to Surfer Boy Pizza! My name is Argyle, how can I be of service to you today!” He greets very enthusiastically, looking down at the register before meeting your eyes. All that confidence he had to greet you suddenly flew out the window. 

“Hi, I was wondering if I can get two pizzas?” You shyly answer back. Something about him made your heart skip a beat. Argyle. That’s what he said his name is. You think about it front to back knowing that ‘Argyle’ is probably the cutest guy you’ve ever seen. 

“Yeah, perfect,” He stutters “ what, uh, toppings?” 

“Oh! Yeah, can I get pepperoni on one and pineapple and ham on the other?” 

“You like pineapple and ham on yours too!” He exclaims.

“Yeah, it’s like a delicacy!” “Oh sweet, dude, me too! Honestly, one of my top favorite toppings for my ‘za.” He says, writing down the order and putting the total through the register. You nod, not knowing if you could be the only one that feels this tension between the two of you. 

“Your total will be $13.96.” Argyle says, waiting nicely for you to take out your wallet. Inside your wallet you fish out for the change only to realize you were two dollars short. Panic starts coursings through your veins as you try to hastily look for any change you could possibly have. You sigh out when you finally come to the realization you have. “Uhm, I hate to ask this but do you think I can come back in to grab two more dollars at home? I’m short a bit.” You shyly look away a bit embarrassed at the fact. 

“Don’t sweat it bro, I got you!” He says waving his hand and grabbing his wallet from his back pocket. 

“No, Argyle, you don’t have to do this.” You say hoping he didn’t have to pay for the rest. 

“It’s just two dollars, dude, no worries.” He calmly says as he puts your cash and his two dollars into the register.  

“Are you sure, I mean I could always come back and get it?” You bargain, really hoping that could come back. 

“Dude, it’s fine. I gotchu, consider this a friendly gesture.” He shrugged it off. You smile and thank him for showing such kindness to you. Something in your stomach feels funny. Were you sick? Do you need to use the restroom? No this wasn’t any guttural instances where you need to be rushed to the nearest toilet. It was butterflies. It feels like shit but feels exhilarating. Little did you know Argyle was feeling the same way. As ironic as it sounds he fell a little bit when you walked through the door but when you mentioned your favorite topping he fell a bit harder. 

You sit and wait for your pizzas considering it won’t be that long. You look around the shop and take it in, before you realize your pizza is already finished. You walk up to the counter and take the pizza from Argyle. You gave him a nod and thank you as you were about to head out. He has this boyish smile that makes you have goosebumps. Trying to play it off as casually as possible you balance the two pizzas into one hand to open your car door and slap the back of your neck for acting so awkward. You’re silently cursing at yourself for thinking you look like a fool back there and Argyle watched the whole thing happen. He couldn’t help himself; he was really enthralled with you. Yet, he had work to do and take the next customer's order. 

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It’s been a couple days since you went to the pizza shop and once again your friends are figuring out somewhere to eat. The four of you are in Chandler’s car trying to come up with a plan on wear to pig out for the evening. “How about pizza?” You ask hoping someone will say yes. “Oh, hell yeah.” Chandler says as he puts the car in drive heading to the place you dreamed of. “Just make sure we have enough money, yeah? Argyle was lucky enough to spend his own money to pay off the rest.” You say as you begin looking through your own wallet to see what you have from this week's allowance. 

“Argyle?” Janet asks.

“Yeah, he’s the cashier that was working when I was there.” You mindlessly say as you grab your end of change. 

“Oh! You mean the guy that you’ve been stalking?” Danny says, turning around in the front seat to look at you. 

“Stalking? Stalking! I’m not stalking anyone!” You shout, emphasizing on the ‘anyone’. 

“You’re being defensive–they’re being defensive, aren’t they?” Janet asks the other two as well and they agree and say ‘yup’, ‘duh’.  She pushes you playfully and says, “You need to calm down, it’s okay to have a crush.” 

“I’m not confirming nor denying that statement, so keep your thoughts to yourself.” You huff, crossing your arms and looking out the window. The three all look at you smirking, knowing that they’re right. 

Soon enough, you arrived at the shop. All four of you exited the car and Danny opened the shops door for all of you to head inside. Janet whistles to grab your attention and point to the cashier. It was him. You felt your shoulders relax as you saw him. He was a bit messy with flour on him. Danny and Chandler look at you as if you just asked what two plus two is. The four of you made it to the counter waiting for him to come take your orders. Argyle comes up, breathless, wiping the flour off as much as possible. 

“Hey, dude! Nice to see you again.” He says, failing to get the flour off and just spreading it all over him even more. You giggle at how it just spreads even more and look him in the eyes. After failing to get it off, he gives up and just looks at you, noticing you look at him. His shoulders slumps and he smiles. The other three are just watching in discomfort watching you two interact. The romantic tension is actually causing harm to them. “Yeah, we’d like two pizzas please.” Janet says breaking the tension. Argyle looks at her and nods as he writes it down. 

“Pepperoni and pineapple and ham, again?” Argyle asks as he looks up at you. 

“Uhh–” you shake yourself from your thoughts, “is that alright with you guys?” You ask the others to make sure that was alright. They all agree, taking a mental note on how he remembered the pizza order from the other night. You tell him that’ll be great for the toppings. 

“Anything else?” He asks, looking at you, not intentionally ignoring the others. He just wanted to hear you speak again. 

“Yeah, we’ll get a couple of drinks, thanks.” Chandler says as he pulls out his portion of cash. The other two take out what they have and finally you did as well. “That’ll be $16.46.” He says as he opens the register. You take the rest of the group's cash and see that you have well over enough. You hand the money to Argyle, he grazes his fingers over yours while taking the money. He hands you the change and the receipt as the others find a seat. You thank him and go sit next to your friends. 

“Him? Really?” Danny says, throwing his thumb over his shoulder to point at Argyle.

“Shut up.” “I’m just being real right now, bud.” Danny says, throwing his hands up in defense. 

“Dan’s not wrong,” Chandler says, sneaking a glance at Argyle “ you ended a relationship with that one guy because he was too ‘laid back’ and him! He’s just as laid back– or even more laid back!” 

“Yeah, dude, the two of you just don’t look.” Janet says, trailing on her words as she couldn’t find the right words to say. 

“What? Don’t look like what?” You argue back. 

“All I’m saying is if I saw you and him together, I’d think you’d be his babysitter.” Danny says, taking a sip of his drink. 

“Wow.” You huff out, crossing your arms. “Hey, you said you weren’t confirming or denying if you had a crush on him!” Danny exclaims trying to prove you have no reason to be upset.

“Shut up, Danny. You’re pissing me off.” You scowl as you reach for a pen from your bag. You pull the cap off and write your name and number on the receipt. 

Soon enough, your order is ready and you shoot out of your seat to grab the pizzas. You have two dollars in hand and the receipt with your digits on it, content to give both to Argyle. 

“Here you go.” Argyle breaths out, exhaling the breath he didn’t notice that was stuck in his throat. “And here you go,” You say holding out the note and two dollars “consider this a friendly gesture.” With that you walked back to your friends with pizzas in hand. Argyle looks down at the receipt and two dollars and smiles. He quickly glances up to see you looking back at him and a gesture of a phone, signaling for him to call you.

“Thought you said it wasn’t a crush.” Chandler teases you as he takes the pizza from you, opening a box and stealing a slice. You flick his forehead grabbing a slice from the pineapple and ham box.

[thisdorkyblogthing]

Hi! I adore your blog and was wondering if you had some headcanons for Thor or Loki you would like to share or any AUs? :3

😊

Thank you!! And I definitely have some AU ideas:

(listed in no particular order)

Kidnapping AU 1:

Loki's a troubled popstar and Thor's his long time stalker/#1 fan/kidnapper

Loki started rising to fame from youtube as a teen and got scooped up out of his shitty home life by a Big Name Producer (Ihe Grandmaster) and they totally started their loooong on again/off again relationship as soon as Loki turned 18 and not a moment sooner

Loki also started to develop problems with drugs an alcohol, which I'm sure has nothing to do with the last point

Around the same time Loki's becoming popular on youtube, a troubled, teenaged Thor comes across one of his videos and an obsession is born

Thor, having decided that he needs to be Loki's protector, joins the military and does surprisingly well for like ~10 years

as long as no one EVER makes any jabs about his taste in music, lighthearted or otherwise

Thor's discharged when a higher up makes a joke about some of Thor's Loki paraphernalia and Violence Happens)

hey! at least Thor has a lot more free time to REALLY get in to stalking Loki!

which is really great timing bc he senses that Loki's gonna relapse again - with The Grandmaster's help.... and thinks he might have more planned... (and maybe he's right)

so he takes matters into his own stong, beefy hands

Oh No, My Roommate's Little Brother Is Hot:

Thor and Helblindi are friends that have been living together since the start of their junior year in college, and are getting ready for their senior year

Loki's just graduated highschool and is getting ready to start at the same school in the fall and wants to stay with them over the summer so he can have a head start on getting settled in

Helblindi has been de-hyping Loki to Thor HARD, so he expects some ugly gawky little dork to show up

except OOPS HE'S ACTUALLY HE'S BEAUTIFUL, and a bit of a gawky dork, but in a very cute way

which is a problem because he's never actually mentioned that he's bisexual to Helblindi and Bro Code probably dictates to not lust over your bro's lil bro

even when the lil bro in question starts flirting with you

(Loki thought he was having a witty banter with a chill straight guy until he realized Thor was, in fact, not straight at all, and he was actually just flirting with a hot guy oops)

Helblindi finds himself a girlfriend and keeps bringing her over for ~sleepovers~ and she's uh, a bit loud about it so Thor and Loki end up going on cute little late night adventures that aren't romantic at all and don't result in any kisses under the moonlight

more moonlight kisses may or may not happen, resulting in a secret 'I think we're boyfriends?' scenario until Helblindi catches them and is NOT pleased with Thor's blatant disregard of the Bro Code

Kidnapping AU 2:

Loki's the black sheep of his of his very wealthy and powerful family. He's gotten into trouble a few times in the past and went to art school instead of getting into law or business or something more useful to them

so like, he gets that he's not the favorite but they still love him, right? (....... RIGHT??)

and then a couple nights before one of his brothers is set to get married, while out on the town for the bachelor party, Loki steps out of the club they're in for some air and to get a break from being either getting relentlessly shit on and iced out by everyone in turns when he's suddenly snatched up and manhandled away by some big surfer looking dude.

said surfer dude is Thor- an environmental activist whose name is featured on many top 10 lists for his favorite hobby of 'destroying shit to save nature' and he was good enough at it that the government definitely thought he was working in a group for a while there. He's a winner and his mom is very proud (maybe, they probably haven't talked in a while, he's busy.)

He thinks kidnapping Loki is going to be a great way to get his demands heard, unfortunately, he didn't seem to realize that Loki was the spare son and that the family is in no rush to get him back and seems more than a little annoyed about the fact that Loki had to go and be so damned kidnappable

"Wow, that's so fucked up dude." -Thor probably.

Loki's so heartbroken and enraged that he's ready to firebomb that gaudy-ass wedding himself

There's more but I'll stop there bc I'm Tired and this is getting long as hell.

[theman-and-themachine]

ALSO FOR HERE I AM REQUESTING SOME LORES ON REMNANT MAYHAPS. And if not maybe then I wanna know who is your fnaf 3 protag is and I want some fnaf 3 hcs :3

*sets Schrodinger's frightguard on the counter*

I do fucking love the idea of both mike and henry being the fnaf 3 guard. There is SO MUCH ideas for both of them.

The awful angst of seeing your partner again, dead and alive and warped awfully into their little fantasy.

And the awful angst of sering your dad again, maybe the only person who had left(even after he lead you to your death), and now he's dead and almost not-there at all.

FNAF 3 HEADCANONS UHUHUH obviously most are about springtrap lol. But phantom puppet is so important to me

And the general idea of fnaf 1 location being left to rot. Fnaf 1 being this massive awful depression. Henry doesn't care anymore..his business is failing. Etcera. He has enough effort to move the fucking puppet corpse thing of his kid into the new location, hope. And then he gives up and everything gives up and Charlie is left to rot. Which leads into phantom puppet. So so interesting to me.

( i know mangle and bb are there but they dont spark my interest in the same way)

ANYWAYS SPRINGTRAP MY BABY THE FANDOMS BABY THE FAVORITE. Well deserved i think.

The terror of these two games' story and then the "finale" and here is THE big bad.

I think springtrap has only become a more interesting character as william afton was developed and further itierations of afton were made.

Anyways i think springtrap wakes up very unaware. He's spiraling in his cloudy mind, slow slow firings of whatever electric-remnant-agony-whatever currents are running through him.

There's some weire "battery" sapping stuff where i think William being in there also gives springbonnie's programming enough energy to run. Therefore Williams sitting in this rabbit suit and having familiar code run directly into his brain. Identity being warped. His very mind is this machine. And it's only more human because of that.

General horror aspects of springtrap, i think its like those horror movie villians that learn VERY fast. Like the first day its basically barely sentient. It hurts to move. It hurts to be, it can't even think about it.

And then it gets used to its body and mind. And gets more active. And more aware. Starts staring at the guard, then groaning, then saying their name, then talking full, monolouging paragraphs.

If fazbear frights was not burned down I think springtrap couldve ruled the world (terrorized and slaughtered the local population. Whos to say it didnt between fnaf 3 and pizza sim.)

But he's still very fucking OUT OF IT the entire time because, i think any dead guy brought back to.life woule be.

Also really rwally fun to imagine was awake like. The entire 30 years. But it was still shut down until finally moved to fazbears and had some repairs and sufh. Idk. Really goos. Go nuts in isolation, bunny manthing.

I ALSO i also have probablg developed fnaf 3 phone dude the most out of any non-emily/afton human character . He's a shitty <1000k subscriber youtuber. He collects fazbear merch and history and stores most of it in a rented extra-storage place because he lives in a small rv. He defiently has beef with Mr. Henry Emily, because the guy's like irl cec and has policies for keeping ALL animatronics within fazbear (not for destruction but for future plans of releasing all the souls.... still annoying for collectors and preserving the history of robotics). He's a(salt lake) lake surfer. He's a looser and my babygirl. His names kelly idk if i said that yet. Anyways his collecting is like 100% geniune interest and NOT shock-value true-crime stuff. He'll make iceberg videos about the incidents at.freddy's but prpbably geniunely doesn't believe in ghost.

[mossy-aro]

Top five monster high characters

OH BOY OH MY THANKS SO MUCH FOR THIS ASK!! i love them ALL so much so this is a hard decision but i do have a pretty thought out list:

1) Ghoulia Yelps

this might be surprising since my pfp is quite literally frankie stein but ghoulia is actually my #1 bbygirl beloved. which is interesting, because she was actually my least favourite as a kid and i was actively terrified of her (i had a serious fear of zombies). ghoulia is also extremely aromantic and no i will not be taking notes but if prompted (or even without. because i am nothing if not annoying) i can and will explain at length exactly why ghoulia is the #1 aro coded monster high character. also she’s just cool (ZOMBIE SCENE QUEEN AUGHHHH)

2) Robecca Steam

SHE IS A VICTORIAN STEAMPUNK ROBOT. need i say more. i don’t, but i will just bc i love her and want to share. if you don’t know her doll comes with spinnable cogs on her legs! and she travels around in canon with steam powered rocket boots. sick right, yes. her design is so over the top and cool in every way. i love her dorky polite personality and her inability to use any piece of technology invented after the year 1900. hashtag alive in the wrong era, but literal. bc she actually is, someone help this girl

3) Draculaura

who doesn’t love drac!!! she’s literally the sweetest girl alive. she was my absolute fave as a kid. draculaura on top (���(•̀ᵥᵥ•́)ノ)

4) Abbey Bominable

ABBEY!!!!! i love her. literal ice queen and actual menace (complimentary). she is literally everyone’s favourite mean friend except she’s not really mean at all she’s just too real for some people. forever iconic, abbey ilysm

5) Scarah Screams

I was really debating giving this spot to Operetta (Operetta apologist for life btw) but the thing that broke the tie for me was down to character design. i love them both but omg. scarah is on another level she is literally freaky weirdgirl personified i think she is so cool y’all

…6) G3 Frankie Stein

OK I KNOW THIS IS A TOP 5 LIST… but this is a g1 list so far so it doesn’t count technically. g3 frankie is honestly the best thing about the reboot to me so far; i like some of the other reboot designs but personality wise, g3 frankie is absolutely my fave of the new cast. i genuinely adore them so so immensely everytime they’re on screen they make me smile :)

now it’s time for the RUNNERS UP (ie. i love them a lot but not quite top 5s):

Operetta:

people who hate on Operetta need to rewatch like all the movies and webisodes bc um. she has never done anything wrong actually yall just forgot what happened. leave my girl alone 🗣️

Spectra:

NOIR DETECTIVE JOURNALIST GHOST GIRL!!!! literally no notes. go watch (or rewatch) this right now and be happy.

Deuce:

he’s just a surfer dude himbo whose voice may randomly turn into 2000s pop autotune at any given moment (he might need to get that checked out). is it possible to not love him

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i truly do love every single MH character though (except manny.) they are all so cool and special so this is just a personal list of my fave designs, concepts and characters :))

[hermannsthumb]

The tanning+ beach!!

I imagine Newt looking very attractive with a light tan uwu🌟

Meanwhile, poor Hermann can't get a tan because his skin is too fair :p

7. Beach + 22. Tanning

from summer prompts meme here

AHH i've been wanting to write a beach fic for these boys for SO LONG, thjank u... entirely sfw but newt wishes it wasnt. also i will in fact plug my favorite beach trip fic i've read for the boys if you want a proper not-ficlet beach fic (the rush of the sea by rednights)

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When they reach the top of the dune, Hermann pauses, shifting his tote bag in his hand and eyeing the ocean apprehensively. It’s a beautiful day, particularly for a beach trip, clear and breezy out—though looking at Hermann, you'd think otherwise. It’s hot as shit but it sure as hell beats sweating their asses off back in their little rental cottage. Newt should’ve known that anything being advertised as having a vintage chic aesthetic was actually code for no A/C but we’ll provide you with a single window fan that hasn’t worked right in twenty years, but it was cheap, and it was within the budget the PPDC set for them, and Newt already can’t believe they agreed to fund an actual vacation for the two of them, so he’ll take it over a cramped hotel room. Probably an apology present for making them stay in medical for observation for like, three weeks. You drift with a hivemind twice and people start acting like you might snap at any moment. Ridiculous.

Anyway, he understands how Hermann feels, at least. Oceans have been kind of a no-go for the last decade, between the giant aliens and the pollution from the giant aliens. He’s definitely still going to be annoying about it. “What, are you worried another Breach opened up in the Atlantic or something?” he says.

Hermann rolls his eyes, and Newt's heart soars a little. It feels good, like things are still exactly as they should be, to still be able to get a rise out of Hermann with bare minimum effort. “Hardly,” Hermann says. “I was merely taking in the—er—the pleasant scenery.”

Newt looks back at the ocean. Waves, a few seagulls, some long-haired hippie-looking dudes tackling the current with brightly colored surfboards. “You’re checking out the surfers, aren’t you?” he says. “I guess they’re pretttttty hot. Do you go for that thing? Do you want me to grow my hair out even more?” He runs his fingers through his own hair, left untrimmed in the months it’s been since the world didn’t end and slowly on its way to resembling the incredibly unstylish mullet he had when his band was still together. Part of him wants to let it reach that stage just to see what Hermann would do. Cut it off in his sleep? Drag him by the collar of his shirt to a barber shop? Then again, it’s not like Hermann is Dr. Expert Grooming Choices either. He might actually like it.

“Oh, don’t even joke,” Hermann says, though his eyes do trail after the tanned, toned abs of one of the surfers in particular. Newt relieves Hermann of his tote bag, tucking it over his shoulder with his own and their umbrella bag, and takes his hand with a grin.

“I’ll sign up for lessons,” he says. “C’mon, I wanna set up the umbrella before it gets any hotter.”

He helps Hermann navigate down the uneven dune, and then, once he spreads one of their beach blankets out in a nice secluded spot a little bit further down from the surfers, helps Hermann down onto that. Very very secluded. Not because he’s afraid of eye-candy competition or anything like that (he knows he’d demolish anyone who posed a challenge, obviously), but because he doesn’t want to get conked over the head and drown or whatever if one of the surfers loses control of their board. (Plus, Hermann gets shy about PDA, and Newt saw him brush his teeth before they left, which means he might get lucky and score some makeouts.) Then comes the arduous task of putting up the umbrella. First he’s got to dig the hole—then he’s got to twist and twist the sand grabber until he can’t go any deeper—then he’s got to put in the second half of the pole— Hermann watches him with an amused, smug-adjacent smile while Newt sweats and grunts and curses, practically posing on the beach blanket in the shade of his outrageous sunhat.

Hermann's picked a truly bizarre outfit to wear today, one that screams wine mom on a cruise, a complete incongruence with everything else Newt knows about the man. The sunhat compliments a pair of flowy linen pants, a matching linen shirt-blouse-thing, and a pair of transition lenses, on a chain, almost identical to his regular glasses. He’s swapped his Oxfords (thank God for that) with a pair of orthopedic sandals. Not a swimsuit in sight. When Newt asked him about why the hell he owned the ensemble in the first place back when they were getting ready in the rental, he just shook his head at Newt, and said, slowly and solemnly, “Skin cancer is no laughing matter, Newton.”

It's really kind of tragic. Newt would never admit this to anyone, of course, but one of the reasons he picked the beach as their vacation destination was so he could catch a glimpse of a little luminously pale Gottliebian skin. See what Hermann’s hiding under all those layers. Hermann’s reluctance to satiate his curiosity is doing nothing to dispel Newt’s suspicions that the guy might secretly be a vampire, though at least his shyness extends beyond broad sunlight—he’s only let Newt see him without an undershirt twice when they've fooled around together. Those memories sustain Newt now like water for a man dying of thirst. “Almost done,” he grunts, patting sand in a small mound over the base of the umbrella. Hermann makes a face at him when he leaps to his feet.

“Ugh. Newton, you’re getting it everywhere,” he says, and brushes off what must be no more than two grains of sand from the corner of his blanket. “What a mess.” Newt suppresses the urge to level a kick at the sand and really give Hermann a mess to complain about—no beach make-outs for assholes, he reminds himself. He really wants some beach make-outs. Even if Hermann is being a little bit of a princess over everything.

“Sorry, babe,” he says instead, and, after he gets the umbrella lifted up, falls down to his knees to brush off the rest of the pretend grains from the blanket. Though still mourning the lost opportunity of ogling Hermann’s sexy skin, he contents himself with grazing a hand up Hermann’s linen-clad calf and enjoying the little shudder it produces in him. He flutters his eyelashes. “Is that better?”

Hermann smiles and pats his head. Newt flushes, just a little. Hermann's payback for the calf-stroke. “Well done, thank you, Newton. Now,” he digs around in his tote bag and pulls out a comically large bottle of sunblock, the SPF the type you would use on a toddler. (Yet another point for Hermann=vampire.) “Would you like me to put sunscreen on you?” He opens the bottle and squirts a little out into his hand. The noise is unbearably unsexy, like the dregs of a half-empty ketchup bottle, but Hermann’s eyelids are at half-mast as he looks at Newt and rubs the lotion slowly between his palms, and it makes Newt feel kinda warm and shivery. Well. Warmer. He's already pretty sweaty.

“Um. I brought spray-on stuff,” Newt says.

“I’ll be much more thorough than that,” Hermann says. Newt shucks off his loose floral button-down quickly.

Unfortunately, it turns out Hermann isn’t speaking euphemistically. Rather than the slow, sexy back massage Newt had been expecting, maybe with a few kisses or two (if Hermann was feeling it), he gets a shit-ton of cold sunblock slapped haphazardly across his skin by Hermann’s equally cold hands, while Hermann himself gets increasingly grumpy at him for ‘moving too much’. “Keep still,” he snaps. “You’re worse than a bloody toddler. Look, you made me get some on my shirt, you horrid creature."

“I want to swiiiiiim,” Newt whines, wriggling in Hermann’s cold, lotiony grasp. “Are you almost done?”

He shuts up when Hermann reaches a hand around his front and rubs at his abdomen. For a second, at least: it becomes clear (when Hermann squeezes the life out of the lotion bottle again) that he’s not doing it for sexy reasons, but to make sure Newt’s stomach is SPF ten millioned up too. “There,” Hermann finally declares, and wipes his hands off on his linen pants. He does squeeze Newt's waist in parting, though, which feels nice. “You ought to wait fifteen minutes before you go swimming. It needs to set."

“Fifteen minutes,” Newt says. He hums, mock-thoughtful, and glances back at Hermann with a little smile. “What can we do for fifteen minutes?”

“You can put some on me,” Hermann says brightly.

A dutiful fifteen minutes later, Newt trudges into the ocean. It's pretty freezing, actually, a little too much so to be wholly refreshing, and Newt finds himself fighting the current before he’s even made it in up to his knees. Shivering, he calls back to Hermann, “You’re missing out, dude!”

“I’m perfectly content here,” Hermann responds. He looks like some sort of diva-movie star spread out on his little beach blanket, floppy sunhat and linen clothing flapping in the breeze. He flips a page of a book. Light reading, he told Newt earlier while hiding the cover with his hand, which either means it’s something wildly boring (some sort of astrophysics textbook, probably something out of date, because Hermann gets a weird kick out of correcting errors in stuff like that with red pen) or wildly filthy (like the stack of romance novels with shredded shirtless dudes embracing on the cover Newt saw piled up on his nightstand when he busted into Hermann’s bunk to borrow toothpaste one time). The thought of Hermann doing light reading, of relaxing for once, is actually kind of cute. If it’s something dirty, Newt kind of wants to ask him to read some aloud to him later. 

“Enjoying the view?” Newt calls again to be annoying. He flexes one bicep, then poses with both flexed, like some sort of big bodybuilder dude. “I know I’m irr—”

He gets knocked over by a wave. He reacts in time to snatch up his glasses before they get washed away entirely, at least, but it’s little consolation to put them back on when he re-emerges through the sea foam (soaked, dripping, and with sand in various uncomfortable places) and realizes Hermann’s doing a shitty job of hiding a massive grin behind his book. (Which Newt thinks is a romance novel after all.) What a total bitch. 

The sun is hot and high overhead, and Newt jumps waves for a little bit before the skin on his face goes from pleasantly warm to unpleasantly tingly. He doesn’t burn very easily—not as much as Hermann—but he can feel Hermann’s concern that he hasn’t left the water to reapply sunblock yet prickling at the back of his brain. (Drift leftovers, man, why can't they get any of the good stuff.) He’s overdue to annoy Hermann again, anyway, and so he takes great pleasure in dragging himself out of the water and plopping down directly in front of Hermann on the blanket.

“Hi, babe,” he says.

Hermann lowers his book with a smile. “Look at you,” he says. “Scarcely an hour, and you’re already tan as anything." He reaches out and brushes a slender finger across Newt's nose, and Newt wrinkles it at the touch. "Your freckles are quite adorable.”

“Aw, thanks,” Newt says. “You look really hot, you know.”

“Oh?” Hermann says. His smile widens, and he preens a little, straightening his hat and lowering his transition lenses so that Newt can see the crinkling corners of his eyes. “Thank you.”

“Suuuuuper hot,” Newt says. “Too hot, actually. Let me help with that.”

“Oh?” Hermann says. “Oh. No, Newton, don’t! Don’t you dare—” He bats at Newt with his novel, but grinning and undeterred, Newt worms two wet and freezing hands under Hermann’s billowy shirt and leans in to give him a big kiss, soaking his clothing with seawater immediately. “Newton,” Hermann scolds against his mouth, but he returns the kiss and lets Newt push him down onto his back happily and without complaint. The novel drops to the blanket, where Newt promptly drips all over it too. He plucks Hermann’s glasses off entirely and tosses them aside.  

“Much better,” Newt says. Drip, drip. Hermann's hair is wet with seawater.

“You’re a wretched little man,” Hermann says, but he presses a hand to the small of Newt’s back.

[ponds-of-ink]

Short FNAF 3 AU One-Shot: “Trying to Negotiate”

Got inspired by this reply to one of my posts so much, that I had to write something.

And, to be clear, the name I am using for one of the characters is a code name. It’s not the actual name of said character.

Staticky rambles pierced one of Patty’s eardrums. If she wasn’t driving, then she would have fussed at this surfer man to calm down. Just because she was older than a lot of the staff in this horror attraction did not mean that he could yell so loudly. Not only was it hurting her hearing, but it was also clearly going to ensure him losing his voice for a week. A shame that this had to bother one of the most laidback people she’s ever met.

Thankfully, the sight of her car pulling into the parking lot seemed to calm him down. She waved at the disheveled man before pulling into one of the main empty spaces. Once settled in, she hung up her phone and exited the vehicle. “Nothing’s caught fire, which is a good start,” she noted as she walked up to him. “I guess the only concern now is this whole animatronic business.”

The man nodded rapidly, then pointed to the front of the building. “They’re in the first room to your right,” he explained with a tremor not befitting his casual tone. “I guess you’ll talk to that bot while I get something for Mike?”

“That sounds like a good start,” Patty agreed calmly. “I was a great negotiator, as far as my husband was concerned. I got us out of many... risky situations. I’m sure this is no different. Goodbye for now, Mr. ‘Dude’.”

Confident in her abilities, she strolled to the door and shoved it open. The mustiness of the air made her cough into her sleeve, but no one took advantage of the sound. In fact, whatever noise was there before she arrived plummeted into silence. When she opened her eyes, there was a dark, narrow hall with a wide-open door lighting her way. Her heart thumped. This was just like one of those newer horror movies from the 80s. Which meant, as she got closer to the “danger room”, her internal monologue shifted from rehearsing her ‘let the boy go’ speech to excitedly wondering about what terrifying monster could be lurking behind that opening. The obvious answer was a haunted animatronic, yes, but what kind was it? A custom-made one fit for this attraction? A retrofitted one covered in mold and grime from all the years of entertaining folks both young and old? Or, miracles of miracles, was it a suit she helped tailor for?

The sound of something scraping the linoleum tiles jolted her out of her speculation. Half-thankful for the reminder, she peered into the office. She let out a gasp straight away, alerting the attention of the man crouching on the desk. “Mrs. Thomas, what are you doing here!?” he cried out. “You could get hurt!”

“I appreciate your politeness, Mike, but you can just call me ‘Patty’,” Patty scoffed as she properly entered into the room. “Same goes for your ‘friend’, if he ever decides to join us. Now, how’s about I get you down before you hurt yourself?”

Reluctantly, Mike gave her his arm and gingerly jumps off the table. On instinct, Patty grabbed him tight and spun him back down to earth. Both looked at each other with wide eyes. “Sorry,” Patty apologized simply. “That was a move I learned in my younger years. A bit of choreography from the silver screen.”

Mike opened his mouth to ask something, then stops. He looked past her shoulder. The scraping started again, making his blood run cold. “How’s about we trade stories outside?” he asked her with a wide, shaky grin. “I talk about my night of peril while you regale me with your years of stardom. What could be better than that?”

Patty crossed her arms and turned away. “A chance to talk with this ‘monster’ you’ve been fighting, for one thing,” she huffed. “I drove all this way to see what everyone’s been afraid of, and I’m not going until I do.” She opened one eye, then looked back at Mike. “Not that you don’t matter, of course,” she added sheepishly. “I just mean that, now that I know you’re as safe as you can be—“

Three light taps on the desk alerted both Mike and Patty. Mike put a hand to his face and walked a few steps away while Patty gawked at the source of the noise. A towering, rabbit-like monster of mucky faux-fur and gnarled reddish bits sat in a buckling office chair. Its glowing white eyes met hers, then glanced back at the current state of the chair. Though doing its best to remain intimidating, the nervous posture it took after getting out of that seat was definitely noticeable. Thankfully, it did little to change the fact that this was a marred and “zombified” version of a rabbit she once knew. A very dangerous one when cornered, most likely.

Needless to say, Patty’s heart was thumping. “So, you’re the one who’s been messing with Mike?” she asked, brushing back a strand of loose hair as she stepped forward.

The rabbit tilted its head one way, then the other. Then, its good ear raised along with its eyelids. It nodded rapidly, as if her voice had now fully interested him.

“And you’ve also got a reputation of wrecking cameras and causing havoc, correct?”

The rabbit drew himself up proudly. That was him, all right.

Patty’s face flushed. “W-Well, as much as I’d like to congratulate you for being a very nice addition to the scare factor of this place,” she stammered out, using the other side of the desk for support, “I’m afraid I can’t let you keep toying with this poor boy.”

A roll of the eyes from the rabbit. Oh, please. What could she possibly say to convince him? He was Springtrap! The immortal fusion of man, “rabbit”, and machine! Sure, it hurt to move anything other than his eyes most of the time, but what did that matter? He was free to haunt this place whenever he could! He could even reach over and smack the back of her head to prove himself, if he wanted to! Why, he could—

“..Which is why I’m going to take his place, if the manager will let me.”

Why, he could practically let his soul fly out of this robotic body just to simulate the absolutely overwhelming sensation she just gave him.

Fortunately for him, Mike took the words right out of his mouth. “I’m sorry!?” he exclaimed, thrusting his hands from his head to the ground. “Did you seriously just volunteer to work my shift!?”

Patty shot a stern glare at Mike. “I said exactly what I meant,” she replied solemnly. “Let me put it this way: you get to recover from all the madcap things this rabbit’s done to you, I finally get to experience what it’s like to be in a proper horror movie, and Mr. Bonnie here will get to have a new playmate.”

“His name’s ‘Springtrap’, but that’s besides the point,” Mike grumbled, fighting the urge to ram his head into the nearby wall. “Patty, you have no idea who you’re up against. He can climb through vents that go straight to this office, he can outsmart any trick you try with that audio system, or he could even skip all that and try some new tactic I’m not even aware of!”

“Mr. Schmidt, are you warning me or convincing me even more?” Patty asked in a straightforward tone. “Because it honestly sounds like you’re doing the latter.”

Springtrap, meanwhile, had given up looking intimidating and settled for burying his head in his hands. She did not just imply that she wanted to be plagued by his stupid antics for six hours straight. All while sitting in a chair due to some dumb protocol and repairing the faulty systems, no less. There was no way a woman of her age (along with her gracefully-aged figure and beauty, which he definitely wasn’t afraid of tarnishing) could withstand that for a five nights, let alone full week. It would be downright disgraceful for everyone involved.

However, as his throat dared not let him articulate any of these thoughts, Springtrap just lowered his hands and firmly shook his head.

Patty sighed and lowered her head. “Is there any way I can prove to you that I’m capable?” she asked the rabbit dismally. “Because I’m not going to accept your terms until I know that I’m not cut out for this.”

Springtrap slumped. His ears drooped. Well, she did come this far. And she has stayed in this room for more than a few minutes now. His eyes scanned the room for anything that could be of good use. Out of habit, he scratched the back of his padded head. His eyelids raised. Wait a minute. Of.. course...?

Timidly, he waved his hand in front of Patty’s face. Then, when he had got her attention, he pointed to the side of his head.

“Do you want me to lift that mask up for you?” Patty asked, more curious than anything.

Springtrap nodded hesitantly. This was either going to end with her dying of fright or him actually running away in fear for once. He could feel it. However, as this was the only way to prove her courage, he tried to brush away his fear as he leaned towards her.

Patty returned his anxious movements with a gentle smile. “I’m sure what’s underneath is nothing as bad as some of the effects in that one The Immortal and The Restless special,” she joked as she lightly undid the clasps around the seam of his jaw. “Honestly, what were they—?”

Stunned silence cut her question off. Instead of a metal plate with glass eyes and uneven teeth that was typically under the robot heads, her eyes were met with a more appalling sight. A muddy reddish skull (or was it a death’s head?) with two pale eyes shared the same gaping expression of terror. The eyes darted from her to the surrounding area, as if trying to distract itself from the sheer vulnerability it just put itself in. The hollow yet frantic breathing confirmed this idea, causing Patty to flick the mask back into place. Wordlessly, she redid the clasps and retreated a step.

Springtrap also backed away from the desk. His mind reeled as he turned away from her. How... How was she not dead? Better yet, how was she not running out the door while screaming for dear life? Yes, she clearly had a thrill for anything horrific like vampires or the more traditional ghosts. But he was nothing like that. He was much, much worse.

And yet, there she was. Tiptoeing towards him as if she was the one who scared him and not the other way around. “I should probably leave you here to recover,” he could hear her say gently. “Sorry about being so intrusive, by the by. I had no idea–“

Springtrap put a finger to her lips, then tilted his head towards Mike. Never mind the apologies. It was all his fault anyway.

[97keanu]

About aestethics, what do you think Keanu's characters would be into?

Ooo this is such a good one!!!

Okay I'm going to start with Kevin BC he's my pookie and I think about him a lot:

His would be dark, fancy/professional art nouveau/art deco I think. Think lots of deep reds, brown, black, gold. I think he likes to be professional even outside of the job, and has a sleek look. I think Catholic/Christian imagery play a part but I also head cannon that since he's half demon religious iconography makes him feel strange.

For Neo I imagine a lot based on the music/aesthetics of the first 30~mins of matrix one. So I think he would be into nu/industrial metal. I think he imagines himself wearing that sorta industrial leather jacket mall goth vibe. But there's a few shots in the beginning where he wears kinda dark/nerdy clothes like a zipper hoodie and jeans. I think this is because before the matrix is revealed he's kinda a big Y2K computer nerd.

Constantine is like Kevin where there's a religious theme once again, but I feel like he is actively apathetic towards it. I think his aesthetic is a little bit trashcore, I feel like he's kinda messy, grungy sorta dude, despite wearing suits. He gives a big coffee and cigarettes dark coquette vibe honestly. Kinda Lana del rey coded if you ask me.

Ted Logan is like surfer 90s bro, he is def semi like the typical stoner aesthetic. I feel like he's not a nerdy or popular guy but more on an indie alternative side.

[minusgangtime]

Now-ima explain the sharp kitty crews backgrounds-

Nala and casper: they come from the same game,kinda an arcade mine craft where the player can either be a warrior and slay monsters,or play casual and craft items. The warrior character being Nala and the casual being Casper,people typically die a lot as Casper cause no one knows how to feed the poor dude-which is why every night,Nala treats him to a buffet every night.

Midnight: comes from a RPG,she’s a cleric,a class that heals,however,she’s designed around luck,you could either get healed or a good status effect,or you could get a bad status effect. This means no one wants her on a party. To this day,she lives in denial and optimism that someone will love her for the way she is.

Pinkie: is part of a demon shooting game,her main weapon is a hammer with her special being her canon,she absolutely loves her role as she has a lot of fun with it,despite the blood all over her and her reputation l. She’s the same fun loving and polite pinkie we all know,just slightly unhinged

Temp: was once part of a fighting game,however it was unplugged and upon saving everyone else,he was left behind as he was sucked into the void,miraculously,he survived,but now as a half character half virus,now,he is constantly changing cords,not wanting to die from bounty hunters like the gang

Sunny: is the main character of a street fighter like fighting game.

Simba: is part of a monster based fighting game,being a werewolf and in his backstory,the scar on his eye was caused by the beast who cursed him,outside his game though,he’s pretty chill.

Herb: was part of a zombie survivor shooter game,however,compared to the rest of the cast no one really liked her design,either by accident or on purpose,they’d let her die,after during and being misled by zombies every day,she eventually left her own game and never returned,allowing her character to be replaced. Now,she’s rather flinchy and often cries to herself,thinking that everyone who looks at her is willing to tear her apart..

Seasalt: is the main character of her own game,a surfer game,where the goal is to get as many points as possible,outside her game,she is basically like a supportive mom friend,giving helpful mental and physical based advice.

Lavender: is part of a dark fantasy RPG game as the shopkeeper. Outside her game,she runs the bar that serves drinks,caffeinated drinks/water and food to characters who want some,looking at characters,she can immediately see what they e been through,and so,if they wanna talk,she’d be happy to be that therapist bartender.

Blaze: is part of a mortal combat like fighting game. Where she has the power to use fire,out of her game though,she has a fiery temper,and can have trouble controlling her power.

Snow: is part of a snowboarding game,his goggles are in removable,as they serve as cool glasses for him,his eyes reflecting how they look in the moment.

Nightfall: is the secret boss in a bullethell like game,currently no one has beaten him yet. He is basically a god of space and stars.

Galaxy: used to be in a shooter game like hero’s journey,as the years passed as she fulfilled her role,it started to wear her down,however,one day,a glitch occurred in her code where her damage didn’t regenerate,leading to her scars,not wanting to die,she left her game,she has slowly been recovering from her trauma by dying her hair,putting on eyeshadow and sleeping-

-mod Shelby

(Apart from the angst and stuff, I really love these backgrounds ^^)

[bombingsoda]

I’m proud to present

THE AMAZING DIGITAL CIRCUS: ALT. SERVER

The alt. server is just that, a digital circus like the main show, put with different characters, and will have 8 characters instead of 6. The alt. Circus looks exactly like the main circus, and has its own Caine also,b ut enough beating around the bush, let’s talk about the unlucky 8

Tailni: A jester like time monkey with a half 2D face like prismo from adventure time, He’s kind, he’s wacky, and he’s full of anxiety, so he might abstract

Marbles: She’s a collection of jacks, ABC blocks, Lincoln logs, and marbles. She make look odd, but has a heart of gold and will cheer up anyone’s day

Syntax: He’s a mess of errors and broken code, his avatar isn’t suppose to look like, but he doesn’t mind, he’s a little timid and super oblivious to things around him, but he’s a nice guy, so he’s swell

Gerntie: A short stupid clown, we all hate her, She pranks everyone and is the definition of mischievous and mischief, she looks annoying tailni specifically to see if he abstracts or not, we all hate her.

Rocky: He’s a big rock ‘em sock ‘em like robot with boxing shorts, he look big and mean, but he’s a gentle giant, he might be the nicest of the group actually

Radost: He has the appearance of a sun man with cool shades with a dark blue suit, he looks like he means business, but it’s quite the opposite, he has a chill surfer dude like voice and just chills and goes with the flows of the insane circus

Yarkiy: She takes on the appearance of a walking talking lightbulb, with a graduate hat on, and wire for arms and legs, She’s a know it all and always has ideas, she also always seems to know what’s going on, She does get shattered all the time by Gertie though, but Caine fixes her up.

Finally but not least:

Strannyy: she’s a mixture of multiple different plush animals, part rabbit, part bear, part dog, and part bird. She’s cynical, she’s sarcastic, she talks smack about everyone, she acts like a emo girl.

Some other info about this Alt. Sever is that it isn’t restricted to the Alt. Characters, they can cross over to the main sever to see the others. There will also be update posts, like bios of the characters, and art of them, so hang tight.