#og funny business

[derwent]

smuggling copies of otherside picnic into the zone in the hopes of cracking people's eggs

"hey. isn't this kinda like us? wouldn't it be wild if we were looking for artifacts but we were girls......haha"

[kingdomvel]

right before parenthood

(couldn't quite decide if the no shadows version was better)

saw this pic of ewan and had to draw him, also the glasses from trainspotting bc they are iconic

[snaxle]

someone sent me an ask accusing me of lying about being asexual and being sex repulsed because i like sex jokes. sowry i am not catholic and think penis blast is funny. do you hate me

[dyke-a-saur]

Housekeeping 2023-24!

Name: Dan/Danny (Jugbe only if you're also West African)

Age (Zodiac): 18 (Scorpio)

Prounouns: He/Him and They/Them (She under duress and in public)

Sexuality: Lesbian

Gender: Transmasc Butch/Stud

DNI:

Under 16 Queerphobic, Xenophobic, Islamophobic, Antisemitic Misogyn(oir)istic, Whorephobic, Racist, Ableist, Fatphobic, Zionist Lolisho/Pedo/Incest enjoyers Supports, participates, tolerates, or justifies any of the above.

Blogs:

Art Blog: @dgtor-official Writing Blog: @dyke-a-saur-writes Culture/Language Blog: @between-the-kola-and-the-sea NSFW Blog: @dannyafterdark

Links and Resources To Support Palestine, Congo, Sudan, and West Papua:

Free Palestine Donate to Gaza Appeal Books By Palestinian Authors or About Palestine Doctors Without Borders MAUSA Palestine Emergency Boycott, Divestments, and Sanctions List DRC is Bleeding (And The West Is Twisting The Knife) HEAL Africa King Leopold's Ghost, A Story of Greed, Terror, and Heroism in Colonial Africa by Adam Hochschild PANZI Foundation Keep Eyes on Sudan Medicines sans Frontiers Refugees need water Darfur Women Action Group Thread by Sudanese Author Yasmin Abdel-Magied on Sudan Sudan Next Gen Free West Papua Free West Papua 101 Further References and Resources Voice of Papua Tapol (Bahasa Indonesia)

[kiwikiswia]

happy zefirengel visibility saturday can they die next update

[cerealmonster15]

jesus christ like i only finished the sumeru story like a few months ago but i already forgot your literal first intro to kaveh is a scene of several minutes of him and alhaitham fully bitching at each other

[serenanymph]

Hello, happy STS! If you had to transform your story into a different genre, which one would you pick and what would it look like?

Happy STS! Oh boy you have no idea what you've just set off. Brace yourself avalanche incoming

Okay SO I actually have a looooot of aus for beast because who doesn't like to daydream and write au snippets for their wip to run from their responsibilities. Most of these are specific fandom aus but I have thought about a sci fi au of beast, so, sci fi it is.

This would honestly change a lot of the tone and turn it into kind of a different story, but I do have a lot of fun thinking about how it would work!! In the sci fi au Beasts are a new line of android soldiers Kosei are experimenting with to keep the peace, with a bunch of fancy abilities such as flying!! Or shooting fireballs from their hands!!! It's all smooth sailing until news breaks that some of the androids' codes have malfunctioned, and they've broken out from their facilities. Naturally the government comes out and apologizes, promises they'll get this solved soon, places bounties and creates a special task force to catch them, etc etc.

Anyway, Crys is just a normal mechanic, about as far removed from this situation as any other citizen, up to the point where a boy with metal wings crash lands in his dumpster. He's about to call the hotline and send up an alert to any bounty hunters and authorities nearby - until he notices one teeny tiny problem, which is: the boy is bleeding. Like, real, red, human blood. So oops. Looks like Kosei has been messing around with human experimentation.

Anyway I went a bit insane over this au so have a tiny snippet :D

All in all, Crys’s day goes pretty normally up to the point where the boy with metal wings crash lands into his dumpster. Well, not his dumpster, per se – just the one of the dumpsters behind his apartment, in a narrow alleyway off from the main street. It’s barely wide enough to fit a hoverbike in sideways, and the red-bricked walls are dirtied with soot and grit. The sky overhead is a watery strip of blue, empty of hovercrafts. The few rows of windows looking down on him, all darkened with grime, are closed as usual – trash collection is only once a week, and the fumes are awful. At any rate, he’s lugging a sack of broken parts behind him, holding his breath, when the boy falls out of the sky. It’s fast, and it happens quite literally – there’s a shadow, overhead, the sound of something tearing through the wind, and then a speeding blur slams straight into one of the bins with a thunderous crash. It’s the one for organic waste, which is why there isn’t a sickening crunch of bone against metal, but it still sounds like it hurts. There’s the glint of sunlight against metal, the silent hum of machinery, of gears whirring and clicking. Crys tenses. All he has is a pocketknife. And then – a groan, and a curse. The figure heaves themself over the lip of the dumpster, and Crys thinks, oh. It’s a boy around his age, or at least, he looks like a boy, because there are metal wings on his back. They’re beautiful – sleek and streamlined and gigantic – but also crooked and missing chunks of plating and spitting sparks. Some of the black paint has been scratched off, showing the silver underneath. Crys knows what they’re supposed to look like because he’s been seeing it all over the city, on wanted posters plastered on every street corner and every shop window, in the pamphlets sent out to every citizen in Kosei. Crows are one of the easiest to spot. The boy in front of him is a Beast. Which means he is not a boy at all, but an android. He is also covered in wounds leaking bright red blood. Crys feels the world slip out from under him. “Ah,” the boy says, meeting Crys’s gaze. His hair is a bird’s nest, dark and wild and sticking up every which way. His eyes are the color of obsidian. There’s a weak, wobbling grin on his face, his face pale with blood loss, which shouldn’t be possible. But you don’t have to be a mechanic to know that androids don’t bleed. Which means that, though the boy in front of him is a Beast, he is not an android at all. “Any chance,” the boy manages, “you can pretend you didn’t see me?” There’s a moment’s pause. The world holds its breath. Crys hesitates, hand halfway to his hologlass. The boy topples over the edge of the dumpster and passes out.

beast taglist: @sapphos-scientist @allianaavelinjackson @arctic-oceans @space-writes @reneesbooks

[gorbo-longstocking]

sorry to keep posting about my job but [farnsworth voice] great news everyone! im working significantly less hours next week (or according to the schedule i looked at five seconds ago its not up in the app yet) so ill be back on the writing grindset. my preferred grindset.

[astrxealis]

i will ignore ffvii until i play rebirth myself bcs just looking at art makes me want to cry (good) already

[okiee--dokieee]

me when my team loses to a penalty or OG : that doesn’t count you couldn’t even get in a real goal next time try to win by actually playing

me when my team wins on a penalty or OG : a goal is a goal 🤷🏽‍♂️

[biueprint]

"It's not my fault, not even slightly"

— Fuuta, right before being voted unforgiven

(backdraft spoilers in the tags)

[derwent]

worlds worst attempt to make the monolith patch trans colours

[minqies]

i just LOVE when i’m talking with my sibling and i mention an anime and they try to potentially mansplain to me the damn anime… as if i never watched or heard abt it before

[sundial-bee-scribbles]

WOOO YEAH WE'VE GOT CANNIBALISM LET'S GO- I like gore lmao -🌟

YEAHHHHH!!!!! 😩💅 YEAH!

[matchaverse]

Logan with secret Kpop idol wife and then their comes out and everyone is like why is she with him and that she deserves better and she shuts them up with a instagram post defending her husband and announcing that they’ve got twins. I love your smau’s so much it’s not even funny ❤️🥰

Idol Life | LS2

pairing: logan sargeant x fem!kpop!reader

summary: from the ask

faceclaim: lisa (from black pink) and other pictures from pinterest

type: smau

[instagram] yourusername

liked by logansargeant, blackpink, and 729,693 others

yourusername | had a wonderful time in New York!! you guys are amazing 🤍

username: you’re so pretty!!

username: that show was literally one of the best you all have done!

logansargeant: woah! 😍

username: logan???

username: now why is an f1 driver in the comments of miss y/n

username: logan is a k-pop stan!?

three years later

[instagram] logansargeant

liked by yourusername, oscarpiastri, and 648,638 others

tagged | @/yourusername

logansargeant | my wife is so pretty 😍🙌

yourusername: aww baby!! you’re so sweet 🥺🤍

username: married????

username: when. was. this????

username: how is our queen dating a w-white man 🤮

username: u think they’re cute!!

two years later

[instagram] yourusername

liked by logansargeant, yourbff, and 638,936 others

tagged | @/logansargeant

yourusername | hm didn’t know my personal life was anyone’s business to judge? 🤔 but anyways! here’s life recently, spending so much time off from your with my loving husband and our two beautiful twins 🤍 couldn’t ask for anything better

logansargeant: i love you so much

logansargeant: our children are so lucky to have you as their mother

yourusername: baby 😭

username: stop! they twins???

username: yall have children???!

username: we missed so many chapters

username: y/n has always been private and honestly good for her!!

username: THE LITTLE GIRL IS A COPY OG Y/N!!

username: AND BOY LOOKS LIKE LOGAN😭

oscarpiastri: i love those kids but please i cannot babysit again!! they are just like you two!

yourusername: you’re godfather for a reason

logansargeant: deal with it buddy

a/n: pretty short!! 🫣 i’m sorry but i wanted to get something easy out for now, working on the other asks don’t worry!! just getting my ass kicked from school and work. thank you for the patience 🤍🤍

[beomcoups]

here's to forever (the athlete)

summary: today is the day you finally marry your best friend

genre: fluff, suggestive, 18+ warnings: mentions of sex (hoshi wants to pump some babies into you), mentions of pregnancy words: 0.9k AN: Thank you, @horanghater, for looking over this for me. Every year on the anniversary of the OG fic, I always end up writing another part about their lives since they met. I'm becoming a real yearner. Anyhoo, I decided to go ahead and make a series master list because I am sure more will come, lol. -series masterlist

“I love you.” You rub Soonyoung’s hand with your thumb as he holds back tears, standing before the officiant, his football coach. You just married the love of your life and best friend in front of your family and friends on a large farm in the country. You exchanged heartfelt vows in front of one hundred people on the estate, with the birds singing in the sky and the geese swimming happily in the lake. So far, this day has been nothing short of magical, with those six little words sealing the deal. “You may now kiss the bride.”

Soonyoung pulls the veil over your face and kisses you with a fervent need that sets your nerves on fire. Everyone and everything disappears for a second, but it doesn’t matter; you got your dream guy. Your fingers intertwine with his as you finally break apart, met by the thunderous applause of your guests who watched you become one with your now husband, their approval and joy palpable in the atmosphere. Soonyoung waves your hands triumphantly in the air as you walk down the aisle, flashing your wedding rings with pride for everyone to see. You haven’t seen him this proud since he won his first Super Bowl. Two and a half years later, with two more championship rings added to his collection, his eyes have never shined brighter. Soonyoung leads you away from your guests, taking you down a short path to the lake's edge. When you looked at venues, you found this place while looking through Pinterest, falling in love with the green pastures of the farm and the shining crystal-like waters. Soonyoung didn’t care where you married as long as you were his wife by the end of it. But when you took a trip out here and looked at the place in person, you both knew this was where it was meant to be. With the sun shining through the ivory clouds, it was almost as if your dads were looking down and giving their blessing.  

“We did it, babe,” you revel at the scene. “It’s you and me officially.” 

“Darlin’, you and I were official from the day we met. You just didn’t know it yet.” 

You chuckle and lean into him because, honestly, he is right. You were interested in him the first time you met; you were in denial then. You always swore you wouldn’t be one of those journalists who mixes business with pleasure, yet here you are, marrying the said pleasure. Life works out funny that way. 

“You look so pretty, baby,” he murmurs as he pulls you close. “I can’t wait to get out of here and pump some babies into you.”

“Same here, baby,” you kiss his lips. “We might be a little late on the baby part, though.”

Soonyoung looks at you curiously as you reach into the secret pocket of your wedding dress. You had it sown in secret when it was tailored initially to keep your lipstick in if you needed to freshen up or had anything else in mind. But a couple of weeks ago, when you went for your routine check-up, you found out you were ten weeks pregnant. You and Soonyoung talked about kids, and you both want them; this will be earlier than you both planned. It explained why you felt lethargic lately and the smell of anything nauseated you. You weren’t sure how to tell him, so you carried it around just in case the opportunity arose. Now is the time. 

Holding up the ultrasound, you hand him the black-and-white photo of the baby growing inside of you. He studies the picture, then looks at you and your stomach, the dots connecting in his brain. You nod, confirming what he is thinking: you will be having his first child. 

“Aww baby,” he whispers. “You’re pregnant.” 

“Mmhmm,” you nod as you wipe his tears away. 

He kisses you again, this time sweeter, more tenderer, and full of emotion that he can’t convey in words. You naturally melt into him, feeling safe and secure that the future you two have will be bright. Soonyoung has always said he loved you more than anything, but that’s not true. You love him more. He made you believe in love again, protected you when you needed it, and showed up when you needed him the most. You never felt scared to share your thoughts with him, and even if he didn’t understand, he listened and tried anyway. He never tried to take your spotlight. He respected you and made sure others did, too. Soonyoung brings an array of colors to your mundane world that you hope never goes away. God, you love him so much that it hurts.  

“Well, it makes sense why you weren’t drinking the champagne last night,” he muses. “You love champagne.”

“Y-yeah,” you sniffle. 

A comfortable silence falls between you two, taking in the moment as you watch two geese embrace one another. If someone had told you over three years ago that you would be marrying thee Kwon Soonyoung and having his child, you would have laughed in their face. But clearly, the universe has a sense of humor. 

“I want to keep this between us,” you say suddenly. “It’s our first child, and I want to hold on to this a little bit longer before family, friends, and the media get a hold of it. You already know how it goes.”

“Of course, baby,” he readily agrees. “Whatever you want.”

He kisses your forehead, leading you back to the photographers so you can start taking pictures. Your makeup artist brushes up your makeup, and unbeknownst to you, Soonyoung gazes at you from afar, watching you with so much pride and love in his heart. The sun shines brighter as if it’s reflecting the future you will have with each other. 

Here is to forever.