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kokomi prods a pocky stick against thoma's lips with a sly smile. "what if i wanted to play with you?"
There's a pause given once the stick finds itself gently applied to his lips. A harmless gesture, one etched with playfulness as the shimmering glance of Kokomi's visage led to a familiar flame pulsing within his heart.
A moment is hardly spared as the decision is burned into action. It was hard to hide the shade of pink adjusting upon his face, nor the certain smile that seals their fates as his fingers balance the center of the stick, angling it so her lips could also find purchase.
"You'd be adding another beloved grace to my day if we're to properly." The first being able to just spend time with her.
"Shall we? I'd like to test our courage on matters like this." A particular possibility leading to a stir of excitement.
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Just came back from the new dnd movie BRO it was so good actually
It was everything that I was hoping for (besides the end credit scene of them being around the table, I'm offended and disappointed that that did not happen)
The druid had So Much Gender. Like. I genuinely. Ooohhh my god, can i BE her pls
The sorc was such a mood fr lmfao ALSO WILD MAGIC?!?!?! MY FAV KIND OF SORC??? THAT WAS SO COOL AND JUST AMAZING TO SEE AAAA i love him, i adore him
Chris Pine is a dad... i can already feel myself getting weak... i cant handle another father figure i cant... Oh but i Can.
Also its chris pine, Man love that dude
THE PALADIN WAS SO FUNNY LMFOAHDJFKD lawful good characters r the best characters, and I see ppl are already shipping him and the bard. Not surprised at all
The movie was just so wonderfully chaotic and charming, and honestly really did feel like a dnd campaign :)))
I'm really happy about it. I enjoyed it immensely and I feel like they really respected the source material !!
It was also really cool actually understanding tiny references n stuff, but yeah!! 10/10 recommend for both normal ppl and dnd nerds alike
OH ALSO FORGOT TO SAY BUT THEY KEPT THE BARB AND BARD PLATONIC AND IM SOOOO HAPPY, PLATONIC PARENTS FTW :(( THEY R SIMPLY BESTIES
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Finn and Jake!
Cover from the og Poster of F&C!
Cosmic Entities!
"Poster" Inspired in a scene from the series!
:))
("pt 1" of this au, u can look a little bit of more characters!)
Uuuff..... I feel like I haven't posted in half year LMAO
Im so sorry! Smthing happened w my inspiration, my head was like- I cant do nothiingg... I rlly didn't have energy to do nothing interesting
BUT! I finally had inspiration! and I did this!! haha! SUPER PROUD NGL! Im super happy w the results!! I cant wait to make more drawings of this Au!! And soon I will be bringing more info about this!
anyways
As u can imagine, I just did this things inspired in the "poster" of F&C, bc- Idk, I got the idea of doing a re-drawing of the poster but w this Au, and I said, well a poster of S!Prismo and S!Scarab could be cool too! :)) And I decided to pick up the scene where Scarab in the Time Cube as inspiration, but to clarify, that one is not a re-drawing, as u can see a lot of things aren't positioned like the og scene, is just inspired in it
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Anyways hope you like it as I do! Im rlly rlly proud!!
See ya!!
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«They'll be fine. They just need time to heal.»
Just hugs while they learn to talk about the terrible, the painful, and the important with their words. They don't always succeed, but... They try their best.
But for now, let them just hug after all the horror that happened to them. They deserved it.
(Also RP-based, but I feel like sharing it here!)
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happy new yuri everybody
this might be the sappiest thing ive ever written but idc the girlies deserve it. cheesy lovestruck joycetoria smoochies snippet to ring in the new year ok bye
The ground rises up to meet Victoria halfway, an embrace that still knocks the wind out of her. Someone somewhere laughs, and she isn‘t sure whether they‘re laughing with or at her, but when she goes to open her mouth to ask, she almost projectile-vomits all over the pavement instead. But only almost.
„Vicky,“ Joyce says, drunk enough, too, that it sounds more like a giggle than a word, and Victoria giggles too, carefree and high pitched like a teenager.
Vicky, she echoes under her breath, Vicky Vicky Vicky, only for her. Only for Joyce and her golden curls sticking in every direction, the lipstick smudged into her beard from the many times she‘s pressed her mouth to Victoria's skin already that evening. Lipstick on her teeth, too, and smeared all over Vicky‘s shoulders, pink like spring flowers. A mixture of cheese and alcohol and all those comforting Joyce smells that Victoria could drink.
Fuck, Vicky thinks, I love you so much, and she‘s drunk enough she doesn‘t notice that she‘s said it out loud until Joyce‘s strong freckled arms are dragging her up, saying I know. And she doesn‘t say it back, the love thing, but she doesn‘t have to—it‘s in the way she‘s holding Vicky and doesn‘t let go even when the risk of falling again has passed, the comforting squeeze of her shoulder, the way she‘s gently guiding her away from the crowd, a throng of people pouring out of Paddy‘s doors.
It seems like the New Year should still be hours away, and yet there’s so much anticipation in the air, it can’t be long now. When Victoria checks her watch, the numbers blur in front of her eyes, but before she can ask for the time, the crowd picks up the count and answers her question. 10 seconds to the new year, coming way too soon all of a sudden but somehow with less dread than she‘s used to.
9 seconds, 8, Joyce burying her face in the crook of Victoria‘s shoulder, where her jacket has almost slipped off. Still not letting go of her, and Victoria is glad for it, legs still wobbling in her highest pair of heels.
7, 6, 5, 4, the scratch of Joyce’s beard against Victoria‘s cheek, the earthy smell of dirt in her hair. This is what happiness feels like; the teeth of someone you love right on your jugular. Torn stockings and a scrape on her elbow and make up that must be melting off her face by now, and Victoria can‘t find it in herself to care.
3, 2, 1.
Victoria giggles as Joyce kisses her, once, square on the lips. Their teeth knock together as high above them the sky lights up in color, sparks shooting through the night. Behind them the crowd cheers, and even if Victoria knows it‘s not them they‘re cheering for, it still feels like it should be.
„Happy New Year,“ Joyce says, lips smudged with red, and Victoria‘s heart seems like it could burst into a million little pieces, explode like the fireworks soaring high over their heads.
„Happy New Year,“ she says, too, giving Joyce‘s small warm hand a squeeze. Barely a second in and she‘s already happier than she‘d ever dreamed she could be.
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