#missing sobbe hours

[factual-fantasy]

29 Asks! :DD Thank you! :}}📦

@holly-opal @tallchest13-blog

There was not a single thing I liked about the trailer. Not a single thing.

Not the visuals, not the hinted at Jumanji style story, not the casting, I hated all of it. The thing I hated the most was Jack Black being casted as Steve. 💀

I hated his voice for Bowser, I hate him playing as Steve. Sooooo much hatred and disappointment for this trailer 💀💀💀

AAAAA THANK YOU!! :))))))

I have made my own version of Tarr! :D They are not intended to be cute 💀

Soft? :0

I haven't heard of it <:0 google seems to suggest its a Roblox game..?

@spirited-splashes

AAAA IM GLAD TO HEAR IT!! :DDDD TEAM PLATONIC!!! :))))

@pokefan250

I'm pretty 50/50- I GOT THE 8 WINS IN FALL GUYS JUST HOURS BEFORE THE CHALLANGE ENDED SO THAT MADE ME HAPPYbut then my health came back to bite me and I had a very scary health day :x sooo.....

Other than Barnaby's mom living out on a big farm away from the neighborhood- I don't actually have many ideas! <:D

And I had no plans for the neighbors to have cars.. but now I'm thinking of giving Eddie a cute little mail car :))

Yeah I wouldn't use the word "miss"... miss makes me feel like home cares about Wally in a tender way and wants him to come back because it cares about him.. that's not quite the right vibe..

Home doesn't want Wally to leave, and it wants him to come back when he's gone.. but that's the only way I'd word it. Kind'a cold and with unknown intentions..

Also thank you so much!! :DDD

The timing if this is quite humorous. (I spent the last week making 10+ frog plushies)

@pewpewae

I imagine out of all the neighbors, Poppy and Barnaby would have the most knowledge on basic first aid and home remedies. Considering they both grew up way out in the sticks, you're bound to get hurt or sick and not have anyone nearby to help you. So they learned from their parents how to take care of themselves or others when they're unwell :))

If someone is injured or sick though, I can imagine that it might stress Poppy out to come running to her screaming- so people probably turn to Barnaby for those sorts of things <XD

I thought that Howdy gets up early and comes home late. So out of all the neighbors, Sally gets to spend the most time with him because he's almost always awake and out and about! :)

Howdy is also always on the move- doing things around the shop and working. Usually most neighbors cant follow him around from job to job fast enough- but Sally can! :)) She's been able to get to know him really well and they get along like two peas in a pod!

Howdy is witty and quick with his responses. He rarely stutters, so these two can just chatter away for hours and hours!

When it comes to worrying about him,, it is just the cold thing. But Howdy "not liking the cold" only scratches the surface of it. Howdy practically shuts down in the winter time, ALL the neighbors worry about him..

In the wintertime, Howdy is one lullaby away from collapsing on the floor and falling asleep 💀 the cold completely destroys his energy.. Also he's constantly hungry. He really slows down and starts running into things, forgetting things, sleeping in and being really hard to wake up.. <:/ and he gets sick pretty often in the winter so he's just not having a good time-

Huh, I've never seen anyone take that direction with Ingo! :0

@anewbieartist356

HELOOOO!! :}}}}}}}

AAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! :)) IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE HIM! :}}}}}}

And yeah, his hair probably take a few hours to braid and I bet bedhead is his worst yet more common nightmare 💀

(Referencing this post)

WARHHRGG SOBBS LOUDLLYYY!!! 😭😭💞💞THANOYU SO MUCH!!! 🥹🥹🥹💞💞💞💞

@abaroo

I feel like unless Home deliberately interacted with Barnaby and wanted him to know its alive, he would never suspect Home to be a living entity. Barnaby assumes that Wally has bad anxiety and its amplified when he's alone.. thus inviting him over to his house just to get out of his own home for a bit, or spending the night at Wally's house..

Barnaby has stayed over at Wally's house a lot and Home watches him too.. but in the end Barnaby chalks up the weird feelings he gets to just the worry over Wally..

I've never played the game, but I love it :) the fandom can be a real pain sometimes..

Currently I'm only really drawing/thinking of the base Unovan pokédex, not the pokédex from black 2 and white 2. (There are some select exceptions to this)

Mostly because the second dex is HUGE. And because Pokémon white was the game I grew up playing- so that's the one I wanna pull the Pokémon from. Ngl though, I might not be able to resist incorporating Metagross from the second dex.. 👀👀

Also my violet team wont make any canon cameos, but I did draw a doodle of Grim and V as slimes! :}}

@holly-opal

AAAA THANK YOU!! :DDDD

Meow meow! :))

(Thank you! I wish the same for you! :} )

@minnesotamedic186 (Referencing this post)

AAAA THANKYIU!! :))) I have a couple ideas for them but I'm having a hard time writing them out 😔

@msdamneighty

AAA I LUB YOU TOO! :))))))

@neo-metalscottic

Hello! I've unfortunately not been doing well health wise.. this week has been a rough patch.. but I'm hangin in there as best I can! <:) The fam says hi! XDDD

As for your questions, the fam has been blessed with never being too cold or too hot. So they probably like the winter time because that's when I'm at my happiest :)) I've never given them snow- but I'm sure they'd love to play in it! And yes, Gerald absolutely desires to A-pose out on the garden XDDDD

I typically play as Pit or Metakight. As for the others, I wonder..

Maybe Bibi would play as Luigi, Cici as Bowser, Jangles as Peach and Gerald as Wario XD

Also thank you for the ask! :DD I look forward to your next one but no pressure! :)))))

@littlelightfish

Its very rare that anyone from the crew hides their illness.. If someone hid an illness that's a big no no because they can infect other members of the crew. Plus it's really easy to tell if they're sick-

Also thankfully, (aside from Octo that one time-) no one really hides injuries. If the wound is in an embarrassing spot and need help, they'll probably just get the crewmate they are most comfortable with to help them..

I think Tuna only has that gnarly hook hand, he doesn't have anything else to put on in its place 💀

I can imagine when he first got his prosthetic arm he probably hurt himself on it once or twice <:( eventually he got used to it though and didn't hurt himself anymore-

Who made his prosthetic arm.. hmm.. I kind'a imagined he put it together himself.. Hence why it looks impractical and dangerous 💀

I didn't have plans for him to miss anyone... perhaps his mother but she's gone.. at least he doesn't miss anyone from his old crew.

After a battle/conflict on the ship, the very first thing Tuna does is go looking for Ellie..🥺

I imagine rolls are Tunas favorite food because he's kind of a picky eater. So some beautifully made plain bread rolls are hard to beat! :))

I didn't intend for Red to have any siblings,, his family was mostly his rotten mom and dad. :(

I think Coco and Cuttlefish get along better than you might think! :)) They're both rather sassy and have a lot of the same opinions. Other than Tuna, there isn't anyone that Coco butts-heads with :))

Due to the varying body types, the crew typically doesn't steal each others clothes 😅 but I can see Red stealing Coco's coats and boots from time to time 🥺

I haven't thought much about Ellies family.. perhaps she lived with her cruddy uncle before running off with Octo and Seafoam? :0

Thankfully like you said- other than Octo, nobody's gotten hurt so badly they thought they'd lose them. <:)

I'm afraid I don't Understand that question about Red.. D:> But Blue Beauty's favorite food is probably krill! :0

And lastly, WAAHGRGGT THANOUU SO MUCH FOR THE ASKS SND INTEREST IN MY OCSSS!!!😭😭💞💞💞

@loud-kid2

While I have no plans to add E. Gadd to my AU, I have made my own version of King Boo! :))

Aww! I still need to work on Julies sisters, but I can see this being the direction I lean towards! :))

Wally would probably stay home and try to just recover.. but if Home his illness starts making his anxiety/paranoia way worse- I can see Barnaby staying over for a few nights to take care of him. Perhaps even bringing Wally to his house if he thinks it might help- :0

[creativewritersposts]

a damn poet - Connor Bedard

requested; @chericherilvr 💓

summary; Connor Bedard x reader

Connor is so busy trying to have his best season that he forgets about things that really matter. He needs to learn how to be a poet to save your relationship.

warning(s); angst! fluff, argument, maybe grammar errors

author's note; it took me hours to finish this one. It was an honor for me to write this request. ♡

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Deep in your heart you know how Connor feels for you. He wouldn't invite you over another continent, joining his world championship, if he wouldn't love you. But something inside you breaks. Seeing all these hockey couples with cute pictures, sending their girlfriend flowers and the players screaming from the rooftop how much they love their girlfriends.

Connor is not like this. He loves you, he cooks your favorite food and watches all movies you want to watch. He's so focused to play the best rookie year he could do and lost the focus on his private life. He doesn't want to post your relationship official, because of his fan base.

You're self-evident for him.

"Hey love", you smile with big eyebags, touching his shoulder as he walks in the hotel room. It's your first time after three days having a real conversation with him.

"Hi", his mouth is straight, kissing your temple and waking in the bathroom. You're exhausted from love-bombing him. You're so tired of being so upset.

"How was your day?", you ask him, hearing the shower. "I can do better", his voice echos back. "You're already enough, my love", you shout back and throw your body into the bed. You spread your arms apart, your legs are on the ground.

Connor comes out after a few minutes ago in a towel, his hair is still wet and he's looking fine.

"What is that?", he grabs a paper from the desk.

"So I hold onto your shirt, as I stain it with blood

Will I finally find my own peace?

Clear my mind out of my thoughts, then state that I'm in love

Tempted with the idea of dying in these sheets"

"I'm writing songs ", your voice shakes. Connor never noticed this because he's always busy and you're asleep when he comes home. You're working full-time in a job you don't like and at night you're writing songs. Hopefully to live from that one day.

Connor looks up from these lines, "since when?", he breathes in. Hid eyes get red. Red like crying. "over a year", you sit up on the bed, your arms are supporting your back.

"Why didn't you tell me, babe?", he sniffles.

Babe. How long didn't you hear this nickname?

"You were busy", you tell him the truth. Maybe he'll break up with you. Connor sobbs, "are you really feeling this way? Finally finding your own peace?", his blue eyes searching yours, you can see how much it burdens him.

"your lyrics are professional, they're so good", he cries and tries to hide it. Whipping his tears with his wrist, face to his bag with all clothes.

He's putting a shirt on, turning around. "I just need time to realize this, babe", he kisses your lips, you taste the salt from his tears.

"You have an important game tomorrow, I'm ok with that ", you response. He nods and lays down. Without a kiss, hug or this comfortable feeling.

He lays down and let you alone with all these thoughts in your head. He doesn't seem to care much about you. Maybe it's time to leave.

Next day Connor feels like shit, even in his hockey clothes, nice fans around his team. He slept surprisingly well, but feels like the night after silvester.

It burns in his chest, you don't feel happy. But why? Since when you're writing songs? as a good boyfriend he should know. What is he missing in this relationship.

He's not shitty boyfriend, he didn't know it's hurting you. He thought its okay that he's having a strict time schedule.

"Concentration, Bedsy!", his teammate hits his shoulder to wake him up from daydreaming. Like a robot Connor played his best game but the celebration feels like a crime.

"Yo Connor are you going out with us?", some boys asking him in the cabin to celebrate their win. "No", he wants to see you. He forgot how stunning you are. How hard working you are. You're a poet and he had no clue!

He walks in your hotel room, lights are out. Just some papers all over the bed. He grabs one paper, reading the lines.

'He grabs me by my neck

Puts a dagger to my heart

Tells me I'm a mess

That I'll never be enough'

Gosh, it hits him. You are more than enough. You're his safe place. He reads every paper, focused about what you feel. It's time to hear out what you need.

He grabs his phone, calling you.

"Hello?", your voice sounds happy. "Where are you, babe?", he asks interested. "I'm at the whirlpool inside the hotel, I'll come over in 5 minutes, okay?", you're scared he's mad when you're late. You thought he's celebrating with his team and won't come to bed until midnight.

You pack the stuff and walk back to your shared room.

The opened door shows you the sort out papers with your lyrics on your bed shelf.

Connor lays in bed, smiling softly. It's typical Connor, he's a clean guy.

He smiles. He smiles at you without talking about hockey. "Congratulations for winning, I'm proud of you", you stutter.

This view feels so surreal, having a relationship after months. Having a boyfriend waiting for you.

"You look beautiful", he grins angelic.

You stopped the last step, "what did you say?". Maybe you have issues with your ears.

"You look beautiful and I love you", he talks loud.

"Love you too?", your honest reaction. The last time he said it, he broke is jaw and was out of his mind because painkillers. Months ago.

"Uhm can we talk, please?", he pets your hand, when you lay down with him. It feels like home. Smelling his perfume, hearing his breath and touching you.

"Sure", you get insecure what's coming next.

"Ok it's not easy for me", one tear runs down his cheek. You're frightened, just able to nod.

"Why do you write songs with me as enemy?", his voice is distanced and cold.

"Oh I'm sorry I don't write lies!", you defense yourself.

"I'm a good boyfriend!", he argues, "you treat me like I'm self-evident!", you yell your frustration out of your lungs. So much pain inside your chest wants to come out of your mouth. So much unsayed words.

"No-", he argues back, more tears are coming out his blue eyes.

"Yes Connor! Yes, it's true! I love writing songs and I hate my job so much! I am crying every night because my boyfriend doesn't care about me and I'm all alone and you're hiding me from fans because you could have a ruined career, I get it!", you sob under choking your salty tears. You're outraged.

You take your pillow and lay down on the floor, Connor looks down, "come over".

"No", "god damn come over!", he huffs.

"You have practice tomorrow, good night!".

That's the last time you saw him for the next two days. He's busy. Semifinals are tonight and Connor posted something on Instagram, you're too upset to check.

One WAG comes to you at the game, giggles and tells you, "never thought Bedsy is a poet!". The game is already on fire but your fingers are like a magnet, they want to switch what he posted - even if he's an idiot.

He posted a picture of you reading a book in the garden, laughing at you without pressure, without hockey and in his caption;

"You can feel, when someone traces your skin

You can kneel, run, jump and also can spin

And when I close my eyes I wish I was just like you"

[disastercyborgecho]

SOBB Week #6/7 [All Prompts Lord help me]

Main Prompt: Battle Scars

Alt. Prompt: “Get out of my room!”

Main Prompt: “Don’t avoid the question.”

Alt. Prompt: Getting a Haircut

@summer-of-bad-batch

This one covers Crosshair as he struggles with basic tasks after losing his hand, and his feelings of inadequacy in the shadow of his brothers. Echo understands this deeply, however, and they find solace in their shared experience.

Favorite Bit:

"But here, in the gentle waning light of a room he called his own, the sun turning everything gold on its way below the water, Crosshair couldn’t find anything in himself but pure exhaustion."

Note: I highly recommend listening to 'It's Called: Freefall' by Paris Paloma while reading this, as that is what the title is pulled from, and what I had on repeat as I wrote it <3

Other Note: This piece contains (very) brief mention of past/present s*icide ideation, and past thoughts of s*icide.

I hope you enjoy! This one is very dear to my heart

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Too Busy Saving Everybody Else To Save Yourself (And you don't want no help)

[alt. titled: Ain't Shit Free But Fallin' Out]

“Kriff.”

The razor slipped again, and Crosshair found himself sporting another knick among countless others across his skull, fingers, and cheeks. With only one hand (and a barely functional one at that) keeping his hair as short as he liked it was turning out to be an issue. And he was Not going to ask his brothers for his help. Or Omega. Absolutely Not. 

He tried to ignore the pit in his stomach that said he was useless now, and that he didn’t want his family to see him struggle with another benign aspect of their lives. No, it was just that he didn’t need any help, so there was no point bothering them for no reason. That was why. 

His hand slipped again and he cursed louder, the sharp side of the razor slicing into the meat of his thumb. Wincing he turned to bandage it over the sink, and his heart dropped.

Echo was standing in the doorway of his room. 

The reg had been away with Rex for a while, and they knew he was returning, but they hadn’t been sure when he was going to make it back. It seemed that moment was now. Echo’s face was soft, but tired, and he stared at Cross where he had shut the door behind him to the sniper’s room. Crosshair stared back, and couldn’t help but catalog how casual Echo managed to look in his movements despite missing an entire arm, managing his day to day tasks with ease one-handed. The pit in Crosshair’s stomach grew.

“I got back an hour or so ago but no one had seen you. Thought I’d come check on you myself.” Echo said. 

His voice was quiet and rough. Understanding. Crosshair wanted to punch him. 

“Get out of my room,” He hissed instead. 

Echo sighed and crossed his arms. “What were you trying to do where you managed to cut yourself so bad?” He nodded with his head to Crosshair’s thumb, which was still dripping blood slowly down his arm. 

“Blast,” Cross turned to finish washing off his hand but he glanced over his shoulder to see that Echo was still standing at the entrance of his room. “Get out.” He said again.

Echo watched as he struggled to slide the faucet on with his elbow, trying to avoid getting blood anywhere. 

“Don’t avoid the question.” The older clone said. “Do you need help with something? You know I’m happy to –” 

Crosshair cut him off again before he could finish, Shutting the sink off with more force than necessary. 

“Shut up.” He ground out. Then he scowled. He was trying to be better. Trying to be kinder, with this second chance at a life. 

“I don’t need anything, I was just trying to cut my hair and this blasted hand keeps…” He sighed and ran his now clean hand down his face, trying to ignore the hole sitting in his throat that made him want to push his brother away. “It’s fine, Echo. Okay? Just. It’s Fine.” 

He turned away again, searching for where he had dropped the razor to finish what he had started way too long ago, but was stopped short when he saw Echo leaning over to pick it up. With deft fingers the man flipped it over his fingers with the practice of someone who handled weapons for years, unafraid of the damage they could do. Crosshair hated that he still struggled to do the dishes and clean himself properly. Echo had lost three times as much as he had, and yet he was whining over a stupid haircut. He looked away in shame, scratching at his neck where stubble itched across his skin in a way he couldn’t stand. 

Echo pulled out the chair by his window and gestured to it. 

“Sit down vod’ika,” he said. 

So Crosshair sat. He told himself it was because he just wanted to get rid of the  annoying hairs on his neck, but he knew when Echo told any of his brothers to do something in that tone, they did it. Even after all those years apart, that hadn’t changed. Crosshair tried not to find comfort in that. 

For the next several minutes, both clones were silent. The birds chirped outside the window, a soft breeze blowing through it, and the sun was just beginning to set over the ocean on the horizon. The soft snick snick of the razor was the only noise in the room, as Echo gently scraped away the hair growing on Crosshair’s neck and head. Crosshair let out slow breath, shuddering as he calmed himself down. This wasn’t so bad. The hole in his stomach was still there, but he could breathe again, and anger didn’t churn in his throat. 

“How long–” He stopped himself. Took another breath. “How long did it take you to be able to do that with one hand?” It came out quiet. He tried to pretend it didn’t come out weak.

Echo chuckled a bit, the gentle cutting motions staying uninterrupted. 

“A long time, vod’ika. I still have trouble with basic tasks sometimes, you know. Chronic pain, too. All that shab.” 

He paused for a moment, and Crosshair wondered why he had stopped. Wanted him to keep going. Craved the warmth of the hands on his skin, reminding him that he was present and breathing. That he was alive.

“Oh.” He answered. He didn’t know what else to say.

Echo’s thumb gently brushed over the textured scarring on the side of Crosshair’s head, avoiding the area carefully with the razor. Crosshair stiffened at the reminder of the injury and all that came after, and he leaned his head away a bit. Echo’s hand slowly pulled away, and as they both breathed carefully together in the silence, he continued, careful not to touch the scar again.

“Aye,” Echo continued. “For a long time, I thought it would have been better if I had died in the explosion, or had killed myself on Skako Minor. I thought that I was useless, when I came back missing three limbs and a lot of the rest of me.”

His voice lowered a bit, and Crosshair could hear the lethargy in his tone. The years spent fighting a fake war, losing his brothers to meaningless violence over and over again. 

“Still do, sometimes.” He added. 

He looked down at Cross, and his eyes once again found the burns bubbling over the side of the sniper’s skull. He closed his eyes and took a breath, and then went back to shaving his brother’s hair. 

“I regret every day that we left you behind, you know.” Echo said. 

Crosshair didn’t move. Didn’t look up at his brother. Instead he looked out the window, trying to ignore the memories playing behind his eyelids. Echo continued.

“It wasn’t fair to you, what happened. It wasn’t fair to any of us. I just– Force I just wish that you never had to experience any of that at all, much less alone.” 

When Hunter tried to talk to Crosshair about the past years, he mostly found himself still angry with the other man. It was muted, and more nuanced now, but the betrayal of his Sergeant would always sit heavy in his heart. But here, in the gentle waning light of a room he called his own, the sun turning everything gold on its way below the water, Crosshair couldn’t find anything in himself but pure exhaustion.

As much as he had liked to tease Echo of his status as a reg, he knew what the other man had seen in his life. The endless years of war, the endless years of death that came with it. The betrayal of his own mind and body, and relearning everything he knew about himself stuck on a ship with strangers after his own brothers could not open their hearts back up to him. He knew intimately what it was like to hate your body and your mind, the things that both had done to hurt your brothers.

Crosshair watched as a butterfly landed on the windowsill for just a moment, fragile wings buffeted in the hands of a careful wind. He was so tired, but he knew that he could rest. Knew that there was time to take it slow. That recovery could take as long as it needed.

“It’s in the past now,” he said. “Can’t change it. Just have to move on.”

Echo finished cutting his hair, and then knelt down in front of the younger clone. Carefully he pressed their foreheads together, his hand warm on Crosshair’s neck. Cross’s own hand found its place on Echo’s shoulder, familiar and yet so different then the last time they had called each other brother.

“I am always here for you, you know that.” Echo said.

“I know.” Crosshair answered.

And for once, he was certain of it.

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[Guys I joined this site this year because I loved this show so much and in the past few months I have met so many amazingly creative and kind people on here, getting involved with projects, and with others who enjoy the same stuff, and it has been so nice. I am so glad to know that the one thing I know I can always find solace in has reached other people who also enjoy it, and every time someone tells me that I have to walk in a circle around my room. Anyway, thanks y'all :') ]

AO3

[prettylonelys]

If you don’t mind share the takes! I have all the time in the world

okay well uh we talked about it for hours so there’s no way i’ll remember it all 😭

but generally ->

we both think sobbe is the best evak and we think a lot of that comes down two factors

1. most of the evaks despite being teen relationships are taken quite seriously, which is totally fine and a great take and obviously we’re dealing with quite serious subject matter like internalised homophobia and mental health so that makes sense. however we both feel that’s what’s missing from a lot of the evaks that sense of like teenage first love giddiness especially for characters like the isaks who (cris excepted) are experiencing their first relationship that actually aligns with their sexuality. i think all the evaks definitely have moments of like sweet teenage romance but i think sobbe are the only pairing that really emphasise that and get it right consistently

- a lot of the credit for this goes to willem h who perfectly and consistently portrays a sense of like giddy happy wonder about sander from the very first moment they meet he seems so believably shy and awed and just GIDDY im gonna use that word 800 times because it’s true! you see it in the supermarket scene, at the pool, when he apologised to sander at the bike racks and ESPECIALLY during the cuddle clip and any scene where sander texts him it’s so clear how young and happy and in love he is that he can barely keep it inside which i really think is what a first love first crush should feel like.

- additionally i think they perfectly capture it in scenes together, first with the cuddle clip where they genuinely just feel like teenagers who are young and in love who can’t get enough of each other, and then again in the 21:21 scene which in most remakes is quite intense and it is with them too but idk something about the “stomme schoenen” and them being dumb and happy and falling off the bed feels so much more real and authentic than any more carefully shot love scene ever could. i also think the fact that they’re extremely touchy and down bad for each other once again feels extremely realistic for a teenage relationship. if i had to explain it i’d say sobbe get to be so immature (in the best way) and mature in equal measure and that balance is very unique to them (though not saying the other evaks don’t have that or aren’t these things just not to the degree that robbe and sander are)

and

2. the second reason we think they work so effectively is because they already feel like boyfriends. with a lot of the evaks even though they’re technically together during their seasons they don’t feel like a settled couple until the final episode of their season and then in s4 but with sobbe they feel like a solid couple from the second they get together and maybe it’s because we got so many scenes of them just hanging out at robbes, going to meet each other, texting each other etc etc

we both also really love robbe and despite the lack of religious trauma plot, we find him to be one of the most nuanced and interesting isaks

we both really love the way he’s played like he is arguably the least or one of the least “bitchy” isak characters (once again i love my bitchy isaks that is not an insult theyre icons) but robbe is played so different hes so interesting because he generally seems to care a lot about others feelings and is very very sweet when he’s being himself. moments that showcase this:

- him (as i interpret it) almost coming out to jana at the end of season one and having him apparently tell jens that jana kissed someone else in a moment of drunk regret that he feels openly bad about rather than as a calculated move like isak did and not blaming it on him being in love with jana

- him sitting down at the cafe with the girls in season 2

- him complimenting noor in the bathroom instead of insulting her like some of the other isaks do

- him not leaving the weed behind at the house for other people to deal with (i know this is more because plotwise yasmina wasn’t at the party but i think it adds to his character)

- him texting amber that they were going to the supermarket even though sander told him not to worry about it

- him sitting down and properly breaking up with noor

- all of this culminating with the reason him and sander staying apart after his manic episode having more to do with him wanting to do the right thing for sander and not wanting to hurt him (as everyone was telling robbe the best thing for sander was for sander to stay with britt and for robbe to stay away) rather than just because he was scared and unsure. which really makes sense with the way they had robbe and his mother have this really beautiful close relationship which you can feel the warmth of even though she’s never on screen which again thinks adds to his characterisation and what makes him such a good partner for sander because he’s really at his core gentle and patient and good (as we see in the ohn scene which in my opinion is one of the best remakes of that scene specifically because they go for something different)

also i think they did a really good job setting up his internalised homophobia like s1 and s2 make it so clear why robbes mindset is the way it is at the start of season three with having the boysquad be much harsher and more awful to robbe through out s1 and the girl squad laughing and gossiping about his potential queerness in s2 culminating with milan trying to out him in front of all his friends it’s so clear why robbe acts the way he does in season three though it doesn’t justify it. but having and isak deal with such an openly homophobic environment that extends even to his closest friends was a really different and in some ways more realistic choice

[gatoseestheinternet]

Balan wonderworld's megapizzaplex tales. Pt 1 (?)

This au is basically balan wonderworld and five nights at freddys security breach combined. Not only does it include the main characters from balan wonderworld but as well as some costumes, other sega characters, the antagonist lance. As they will replace and keep some of its originally from the game.

☆A start to a new adventure☆

So basically a school was having a field trip at balan wonderworlds mega pizzaplex. A magical place full of music, fun, and most importantly pizza! But a very curious girl, Emma, took the wrong turn out of her curiosity and ended up being split apart from the group she needed to be in. After hours of looking for her group, she gave up and headed to the entrance where she will wait until they appear to head back to the school. On her way back she made a friend. Leo, a boy who was all alone. He also seemed lost but Emma never asked a thing. They both get distracted and play games and head to rooms they weren't supposed to enter. They played for hours and even snuck into a performance lead by balan! with the rest of the gang, ulala, pudding, and beat! Emma soon starts to forget about her worries. But soon things turned south, as her school left hours ago. In fact the whole pizza plex has closed. Emma sobbs thinking that she may never see her family and friends. She thinks she will end up like the missing kids happening around her neighborhood. She knew one of the missing kids. Cass, her best friend, they would hang out after school and talk about all sorts of things. Cass would often bring her cat to Emma's place so she could play with her as well. But Leo reassured her that she is ok and he knew there are other exits as this place was known for "accidents". Emma didn't question him as to why he said accidents but all she cared about is her safety and her friend. But just as they were heading to the loading docks a tall man with a wide smile and a top hat appeared behind them. It was Balan himself! He questions the two kids why they were still here after hours and then guarantees them his safety. Like what leo addressed earlier, he knows several exists. Emma wasnt sure if this is safe but since she only knows these people, she grabs balans hand and Leo walks next to them as they enter the backstage. Where the rest of the crew rests. And as she keeps close attention to things around her, she wonders what lies beyond the pizzaplex that may come used to her.

Let me know if you have any questions!

[if-music-be-the-food-of-love]

I posted 5,827 times in 2022

That's 1,799 more posts than 2021!

427 posts created (7%)

5,400 posts reblogged (93%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 5,557 of my posts in 2022

Only 5% of my posts had no tags

#setting up a sobbe queue bc my dash needs more sobbe - 615 posts

#buddie - 606 posts

#adorable and wholesome heartstopper - 315 posts

#bwahahaha - 300 posts

#kinnporsche - 249 posts

#eddie diaz <333 - 204 posts

#missing them so i’m reblogging some of my favorite sets - 174 posts

#aftg - 132 posts

#911 spoilers - 123 posts

#sobbe - 122 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#the whole episode is leaning towards family screaming family and we’re all sitting here after years of fics dumbfounded that they are coming

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

The symbolism of Eddie holding both Christopher and Buck’s heart is phenomenal: Eddie picking them up together; their hearts, essentially Buck and Chris, coming as a pair, as a package deal because they already are (a father and his son); Buck’s heart being more romantic and playful, as would be the case with a friend and lover; Chris’s being anatomical bc he literally got it from Eddie; the hearts just lying there, waiting for Eddie to find them and hold them. It’s the idea that he can have both. That he already has them. They are his. There. Waiting. Ready. Already loving him and supporting him and holding him up.

We started season 5 with Eddie saving a literal heart from a helicopter, and now he’s saving his own, embarking on a healing journey that will allow him to fully enjoy the love of the two hearts that have already been entrusted to him.

And as we know, Eddie’s already given Buck his heart, trusted him with his whole ass heart, bc he gave him Chris. First after the tsunami and then again with the will. “You saved him. Now let us save you.” Eddie and Chris helped heal Buck’s heart then, and now, in Eddie’s hour of need, Buck has seamlessly stepped in as a supportive partner, as a second parent, ready to help heal Eddie’s heart. Why was it so easy? Bc he was already doing it before. He’d already been putting in the work. He’d already been “making it.” Now it’s just more obvious bc Eddie needs help. They are so intricately entwined and bound together they don’t know where one of them begins and the other ends.

“You can have my back any day” has turned into “you can have my heart, my family, and my life. I am yours.” And all Buck wants is to be loved and wanted, and here we are—an epic love story in the making.

127 notes - Posted April 19, 2022

#4

I think it’s a very interesting choice that Buck is initially the only one in the frame when they arrive at the DIY house. It’s like they wanted Eddie’s presence and their partnership to be a reveal, like “oh isn’t Buck sweet to want to help out,” but then it’s not Buck it’s BuckandEddie. Because they are partners. Because they thought of this together. Because they like to fix things. And they brought friends. Suddenly it’s just a wholesome, sweet moment of husbands helping someone out. It can’t be misconstrued as anything else.

But anyway, the point is that they could have shown Eddie from the beginning, but they didn’t. He comes into the frame well after Buck, and it felt like it meant something, like we needed to see how they support each other, how they’re a matched set.

How Eddie would follow Buck anywhere.

That’s it for me. That right there. Eddie knows how he feels while Buck is still searching, still figuring it out, so Eddie is willing to wait and follow and be there for him until he does. Sure this is a cute moment of hotness, but I think it’s also indicative of where their relationship stands atm.

158 notes - Posted October 20, 2022

#3

Omg, rereading aftg and Andrew stopped Neil from running away that first day. He became the reason Neil stayed, but here in the first few pages he physically stops him from running. Talk about carrying a theme throughout. It was right here at the beginning.

188 notes - Posted January 28, 2022

#2

I have to keep pinching myself to remember that the last two episodes are canon and not fanfic.

They really happened. We aren’t all having a collective fever dream. Eddie’s finally in therapy, finally facing his thoughts and fears. Chris called Buck. Buck broke down the door. Buck was in the room. Buck gave Eddie his heart. Buck “misunderstood the assignment.” They’re at last broaching the topic of the shooting. Buck’s out there husbanding and parenting his heart out, and Eddie’s letting him. Eddie’s letting him in. Eddie’s letting him take care of them, and I’m—

Eddie’s letting him bc they are a family, and this is not a fic.

370 notes - Posted April 21, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Character who can’t control his heart eyes.

Me: That’s the one. I’m going to spiral over that one. That one is now my best friend. That’s my new blorbo. I want that one. I’m gonna watch him be embarrassingly in love and enjoy every second of it.

422 notes - Posted July 30, 2022

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[reyos]

[noacfbb]

So I was watching wtfock season 3 clips on YouTube and I saw this....... they predicted covid y’all 🫢

[pamouche]

You really need to stop making me even more emo than I already am with your beautiful Sobbe posts. Already I miss them so much, we all miss them and you keep showing them to me with beautiful drawings, edits, fics... I think it will be my end sooner or later.

Thank you for your understanding ahahahahaha (🤡😂)

[fandomtrash2405]

The way I want to give sander driesen a hug

[know-ill-keep-moving]

hello i miss them

[birthdaysentiment]

robbe and sander in maandag 11.03

i'm never not thinking about how robbe whispered, almost inaudible “i missed you so much” to sander when he has holding him in his arms again

[undcrthesun]

does your heart ever just go 🥰💓😍💖✨Sander✨💖😍💓🥰 or is it just me

[formerprincewille]

There are few things in my life I love as much as wtfock s3. There are few memories I hold as dear as watching it live and going through those collective emotions with Robbe, Sander, and everyone here. The joy, the excitement, the anxiety, the pain. It was an experience unlike any other. I barely slept for ten weeks, I was an emotional mess, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything, nor the people I’ve met because of it. And then wtfockdown was a month of self care for everyone isolated and afraid during the pandemic. It gave us something to look forward to and be happy about every single day. There have been some rough times since then, but for me, the good will forever outweigh the bad, and this will always be my comfort show, Robbe and Sander my comfort characters, and sobbe my comfort ship.  I take solace in knowing that it will live on in our hearts (and on ao3). 

[dearjiminah]

missing him...

[caseycasden]

op pakjesavond?