#stacking blocks

[little-puppy-place]

I am a Pro, okay

[lukemonaghan]

Porch - Backyard Huge minimalist concrete paver back porch idea with a fire pit

[phighter-kisser]

GUESTTTT 1337 🙏🙏🙏 I'm telling you my military man is SO FOINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!;

romantic cuddle hcs w... an insomniac reader... haha...........!!!!

YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND!!!

sorry if this isnt the best or is a bit short !! i got hit with tummy hurt </3

guest to say the least is.. concerned for you.

which makes him a hypocrite thinking/saying that since he also has trouble sleeping on occasion - but not to your degree of not being able to sleep.

the first time you really ever cuddled was after a rough round and you looked like you were about to pass out right as you made it back to the cabins.

your legs felt like they were about to give out at any moment.

which is how you ended up on the tarnished couch with guest, head on his chest and his arms around you, some old blanket on top of you both as he practically sang praises in your ear on how great you did and how you both will get out of this place soon.

after that it became somewhat of a common occurrence whenever you couldnt sleep.

you'd knock on his door loud enough for him to hear/wake up too and join him in his bed when he inevitably agrees.

his hand most of the time will find your way up to your neck or hair while you sleep against him. pressing a little kiss on your cheek or forehead as his other hand rubs your back.

he tries to be accommodating, like, very accommodating. it's sweet!!

guest tries to find stuff that you may need to help with sleep - a weighted or heated blanket, a plushie, medication.. he won't judge! not when he's been in similar spots before.

after cuddling for the first time guest is sure to make sure things are quiet enough. be it shushing chance for being too loud or just trying to make sure a floorboard or two stops creaking whenever someone walks on it. (HANDY MAN GUEST DHIJFDH GRRRR)

he plays it safe, both out of instinct and also wanting you to have the best sleep possible ^^

[starapture]

[unnamed-atlas]

Joe Hills the man that you are

[bigmoon-is-bigwife]

What really endears me to TR!Sneeg is that he's arguably the most powerful person on the server but all he really wants to do is share that power with the people he cares about. He happily shares his machines and knowledge with others because he wants them to be strong too. Sneeg doesn't want to stand on this pillar of godhood alone and he wants his loved ones beside him. He wants them beside him because if they're as strong as him, then they're as safe as him. However, he also understands that few people are willing and able to grind as much as him so he shares his own power with them and asserts himself as their protector.

Sneeg takes his role of protector very seriously. He placed himself in the role initially for Ros but he has fully extended that to the rest of Yellow. Now that he has reached Nirvana I think he feels obligated to make up for being away for so long. He has started hanging around closer to the castle and watching over conversations Green Faction has with any Yellow faction member and is always ready to step in if needed. He doesn't insert himself in the conversation unless he feels it's necessary but he likes to just watch with his crossbow loaded, just in case. Sometimes he makes himself known and sometimes he doesn't but he is gradually establishing that he could be around at any time and that Green Faction should always be wary with messing with Yellow faction members.

Sneeg really leans into his reputation of being this cold and distant figure the rest of the server sees him as when he's around Green Faction. He does not like or trust them and he reminds them that he is very capable of killing them if he chooses. He does not shy away from pointing his gun at them and promising retaliation if they try anything. I've used the term "Scary Dog Privilege" before with Sneeg and it has somehow managed to become even more accurate. He allows himself to be painted as this mythic terrifying legend because he knows it'll make people hesitate to mess with him and his people. No one is ever ballsy enough to pick a fight if they know Sneeg is around.

When Pili died what really upset Sneeg was the precedent it set. Even if Pangi says it had nothing to do with factions, Sneeg does not like the idea of anyone getting comfortable with killing any Yellow faction members. He has considered killing all of Green just so they aren't a threat anymore. And Green Faction knows that Sneeg is what protects Yellow. Pangi and Lukey agree that if they can kill Sneeg then the rest of Yellow will fall easily but as long as Sneeg is around, Yellow is very protected and everyone knows it. I think Sneeg would be very proud of this.

I think it's also notable how Sneeg has never trusted Pangi at all but he knows Ros does so he tends to be a little nicer towards him compared to how he is with other Green members, even offering him advice. That is until Pangi killed Pili. After that, when Sneeg saw Pangi was looking for Ros he immediately went on the defensive and was ready to kill Pangi at any sign of threatening behavior. I think any bit of good faith Sneeg had extended towards him for Ros's sake may be out the window now but he did make an effort to try. Despite the front he puts up with potential enemies, Sneeg is incredibly soft towards the ones he protects. He's the most powerful person on the server but he will drop everything to be silly and use his god-like powers and fly people like Ros and Aimsey around. He showers his kingdom in gifts and loves to be useful in any way possible. At his core he is a protector and what is a protector if there is nothing to protect?

[cutiepieautistic]

Playing in kindergarten stimboard

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[agirlking]

I think you should go out of Sinners viewing every character as complex and likeable in their own ways... minus the KKK members.

[bottomless-brainrot]

Sinners Mickey 17

🫱🏿‍🫲🏻

having men play one goofy fun version and one fiery aggressive version of themselves for my enjoyment and writer mind

[little-puppy-place]

It's all coming together

[darkcrowprincess]

There's this part of me that's kind of happy that Stack and Mary got to be together in the end, and didn't have to worry about anyone hurting them anymore. I'm a sucker for forbidden romance. But I hate the cost of that. No one should have had to die because of stupid vampires.

[lurkerreader]

I think I blocked all of the Remmick lovers in the tag jfc

[18crowsinatrenchcoat]

Fanart for the only video game ever

[cuti3-p13]

Songbird

SHORT DRABBLE with sammie and remmick.

Long fields of cotton seemed to stretch out endlessly under the cool moon of the Delta. The chatter from folks crossin’ round from town to town, sellin’ crops and whatever else they had picked in a long day's work had died down as the shadow of dusk swept around. Even the cicadas were quiet, nothin’ but chirps here and there.

Something else awoke in the dark, though. Something ancient. Remmick emerged from where he hid from the hot Mississippi sun, wiping dirt off his arms and running a had through his hair.

He could feel something calling him. An ache in the night. A pull from his chest.

Down the dirt roads a few miles away there was a boy strummin’ on his guitar like his soul depended on it. Sweat beaded at his brow as he sang, and boy did he sing. He sang like he was runnin’, like he was flyin’ far far away. He sang like if he didn’t his heart would stop.

And Remmick could feel it. He could feel it like he’d never felt anything before. It ached like a memory he didn’t even know he still had.

Remmick stumbled on uneven feet towards the sound, growing louder and sweeter every step he took towards the boy. From the shadows, Remmick could see the boy, his face as sweet as the notes he sang.

Sammie sat near the wheat fields, propped up against a great oak tree strumming the guitar in his lap. His eyes were closed, and his face was tilted up to the heavens, like he was singing to God himself.

Like a songbird, he mused.

Remmick bit the tip of his finger. He brushed some dirt from his hair.

“Hey there.” Remmick gripped his suspenders and stepped from the shadows, plastering a friendly smile on his face. “I couldn’t help but notice your playin’. You’ve got some talent, sugar.”

Sammie looked stricken. His back went ridged and his fingers twitched on his guitar. Somethin’ was off about this man, and it wasn’t just that he was white. He cleared his throat and avoided Remmicks hungry eyes. “Thank you, sir.”

“I- I ain’t here to start trouble, I just wanted to hear ya play…” Remmick trailed off, waiting for a name.

Sammie cleared his throat and clenched his jaw, standing up slowly from where he sat. “Sammie.” He said shortly. “Sir.”

Remmick licked his lips and chuckled, shaking his head slightly. “Ah, ain’t no need for the ‘sirs’, we all friends here.” Sammie narrowed his eyes and slowly stepped back.

“I was about to head home, my pa’s expectin’ me so…” Sammie trailed off and slung his guitar over his shoulder and began to walk slowly backwards, eyeing the strange man warily.

Remmick frowned. His songbird wanted to leave already? “We ain’t even got to play together yet.” He said, his voice carrying a slight whine.

Sammie gave him a tight smile, and his eyes flickered around. “Maybe another time.” He said, and Remmick ate his voice up like honey, clinging to every word.

“I’m countin’ on it, Songbird.” Remmick whispered, biting his lip as he watched Sammie walk back to his wooden house. Remmick wondered what he was going to taste like.

[lonestarflight]

Apollo boilerplate BP-13 is mated to Saturn 6 vehicle at Complex 37.

Date: 1964

NASA ID: 64-SA6-17, 64-SA6-19

[partylikemajima]

So Annie made Smoke the mojo bag years ago, revitalised it, and that ended up protecting him from being bitten, as we saw with Stack not being able to bite him, or struggling to do so. But why didn't she wear one? Is it something about not being able to wear your own? I'm not saying why didn't she make one for everyone cause they had limited supplies at the juke-joint and she didn't have all of her roots and herbs with her to do so. And also not coming across vampires before she wouldn't know if it had worked before. But I don't think I know enough to understand why she didn't wear one too? Is it someone else who'd have to make one for her? Or was it about Stack himself being able to only bite her? Or did she wear one and it was removed somehow and I missed it? 👀