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[ask-the-oz]

I've decided per headcanon that the name of the OZ naval command ship is the UESS Ariadne. She got that nasty gundam bite in ep 8 but don't worry she's better now!

[plantsandpotionz]

This version of Stolas is extremely flexible verse and fandom wise. I'd be more then happy to talk over how and when our muses can meet and where his shop is set up, as well as how long he's been there.

You're in the Steven Universe Fandom? He can set up shop in Beach City. Gravity Falls? He can have just moved into town. Lilo & Stitch? Well, he does love a good ocean view. The possibilities are endless, and I'd love to think of situations for him and his humble little shop!

[shayneysides]

hobie: kill yourself

pavitr: WHAT THE HELL BRO WHAT DID I DO

original format from @ha-youwish in this post!

[killrisma]

Hobie right before the chase scene:

[aesthetic-uni]

Miles “Who’s Morales” vs Gwen “Gwwwwanda” vs Pavtir “You seem like a nice young woman I do not know” FIGHT

[technically-human]

Part two of the reverse verse is here! The reverse boys meet the original boys. They're not really getting along as well as I had hoped...

Again, this was a commission for @i-am-as-normal-as-you-are and they asked for angst/funny vibes... I think it's mostly just angst though. Oh, well...

Part one

[livwritesstuff]

Eddie and Steve and their three daughters are sitting around the kitchen table one evening when four-year-old Hazel asks –

“Now that I’m here, are you gonna get married soon?

Steve blinks.

The question isn’t entirely out of left field – not for Hazel, anyway, whose preschool teacher got married a few weeks ago and came back with all kinds of pictures and stories. Apparently, Hazel’s been eating it all up, and she’s their most romantical kid, so to speak, so that’s not really a shock.

Thing is, Eddie and Steve are already married – have been for six years this past May, so…

“Uh, we are married, Hazy-Jay,” Eddie answers before Steve has a chance to say anything.

Hazel’s face falls, her mouth parting.

“Huh?”

Steve inwardly cringes.

“You got married before?” Hazel asks, her chin quivering like she’s only a few moments away from tears (and she’s their most emotional kid too, so she probably is).

“People get married before they have kids, Hazel,” seven-year-old Robbie points out all matter-of-fact.

“Well,” Steve pauses, because, yeah, Robbie is mostly not wrong, but those pesky gay marriage laws had kept him and Eddie from getting married until Massachusetts finally legalized it in ‘04 (when Moe was three and Robbie six-ish months old and Hazel still two years away). He’s pretty sure that level of nuance might be lost on their four-year-old though.

“Not Dad and Papa,” Moe cuts in, “Me and you were there, Robbie.”

“Moe,” Eddie mutters, “Not helping.”

“What?” Moe shrugs, “It’s true!”

Hazel looks positively devastated by this information.

“Why didn’t you wait for me?”

“Well, hon, we didn’t know you were coming,” Steve tries, “We didn’t know any of you were coming!”

“That’s not true,” Moe points out, “You knew about Robbie.”

“Moe,” Eddie hisses.

Steve reaches behind him to snag a framed photo of him and Eddie and Steve and Moe and Robbie all smiling at the camera on the steps of Boston City Hall off the shelf it perches on.

“You know this picture?” he asks as Hazel climbs into his lap. She nods, “This is from the day Dad and I got married.”

“It doesn’t look like a wedding,” Hazel says skeptically, her nose all scrunched up. 

“‘Cause it wasn’t really a wedding,” Steve tells her, “We got married at a courthouse in Boston – same courthouse where we adopted you and where we adopted Moe and where we adopted Robbie.”

“Why did you adopted us?”

“Well, you know how sometimes we take emergency foster placements every once in a while and we’ll have a new friend for a few days?”

Hazel nods.

“Dad and I used to do that all the time,” he continues, “and that’s how we met Moe, and so for two years it was just me and Daddy and Moe, and then we found out that you guy’s mom was gonna have another baby, and then we met Robbie.”

“And then me?”

“And then you,” Steve nods, “It was me and Dad and Moe and Robbie for three years, and then one day we found out that your mom had another baby, and that was you.”

Hazel wordlessly mulls this over for a bit, and then she lets out a pensive little sigh.

“If you would’a known about me before, would you wait?”

“To get married? Of course we would’ve waited.”

“And then maybe you would’a had a real wedding?”

“Maybe,” Steve affirms, even though…probably not, because that shit is expensive and, seriously, nothing out there could have prepared Steve for the reality of their college savings goal doubling overnight.

“Where is our mom now?” Hazel then asks.

Moe, helpful as always, cuts in with, “She’s dead now.”

“Moe,” Eddie exclaims for the third time, “Jee-eez, read the room please!”

[willthespy]

“Wherever [he] is, is where I’ll go...” (Hadestown)

A redraw of this particular image.

(Just a doodle bc i convinced myself my art sucks ass and somehow not giving as much of a damn helps) (i don’t do artblock i just lose my sanity for a good week instead.) (You know… the usual)

[eyesteeth]

i like to imagine that, after enough years of using the birdwatching excuse, carpenter got good at it. she could excuse it easily - it helps with survival, knowing if birds feel safe nesting in a patch of forest, or if the winter birds predict a colder season with how quickly they reemerge. and anything repeated enough times out of necessity is bound to stick. but there's a spot of genuine comfort in hearing a familiar cry and puzzling it out as she walks in the woods, looking for the river. a little joie de vivre with the practicality. she deserves it.

[whosectype]

I watched the new Spider-Man across the spiderverse

[theribbonmarkedroom]

Kinda sad that they replaced sunflower with another song in this scene BUT I’m delusional so this is what happened it’s true I was there

[koiyoiki]

why tf is that your go-to response Near

Also yeah more Noelverse stuff in honor of it's 10 year anniversary hell yeah

[lipgall4gher]

La consecuencia de amar a alguien profundamente es no volver a amar a nadie más

[eggo-tistical]

aita for boiling my boyfrenemy alive like a lobster

[pastelribbonsxx]

am i my brother’s keeper?

[lovebeatriceplz]

I just know he holds the pen with like his entire hand