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skyloftian-nutcase · 3 days
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for writing requests, the chain givin wars a big ol group hug and letting him cry cus let’s be honest bro is not holding up well
Sunsets were always Sky’s favorite.
It was strange, how much a moment in time could change something like that, though. A few evenings ago, the sunset was stained blood read, dripping with anguish and fear, held together by a firm hand and guidance. It hadn’t come from their leader, however - the Hero of Time had been completely consumed by worry over Twilight’s condition, and Sky hadn’t blamed him for it, particularly after finding out they had a blood connection.
But after that initial horrifying sunset, Sky found that the dusk brought only exhaustion and melancholy, a worry that there would be another sunset that would stain the sky with blood.
Sighing, the young knight glanced out his window and saw the person he’d been looking for. While Time had been by Twilight’s side that entire evening, there had been another Hero who everyone had heavily relied on. Sky had tried to mediate and help as best he could as well, but he paled in comparison, certainly in terms of leadership capabilities.
But everything had a toll. Sky could see it well enough.
Exiting the inn, Sky heard the gentle serenade of crickets filling the air as the sun disappeared beyond the horizon. The town was not as peaceful and quiet as camping out in the woods, but it held a warm sense of safety that they usually didn’t have the luxury to enjoy. Any town gave Sky a small degree of anxiety, as they were all foreign to him, but settlements like this put the captain at ease far more than anyone else.
At least Sky knew Warriors could get some peace somewhere. It was obvious the man was trying to seek it.
Warriors heard Sky’s approach, turning his head slightly. His sharp eyes were analyzing him in an instant.
“Hey,” Sky greeted softly, trying to settle the man’s worries; he’d been on high alert ever since Twilight’s injury, and he’d yet to calm down. It had been three days since then. “I just wanted to check on you.”
Warriors blinked, baffled a moment, not expecting such a remark, and then he huffed out a small laugh. “Me? I’m alright. Are you?”
Him? Sky was fine. Sky was always fine. He honestly didn’t feel much of anything anymore, except that sunsets made him anxious. He hoped that would settle eventually, as he did love them. “I’m okay. But I just… you’ve been on edge, you know. Since everything. Do you… our Ordonian is going to be okay now. They said so. You know that, right?”
“Of course I know that,” Warriors replied, his smile fading, voice growing slightly snappish.
“It’s just… you’re not acting like you know that,” Sky continued carefully. “You’re… anything sets you off. Everything has to be in perfect order, everyone has to be on their best behavior. You know? I just… wanted to make sure you were okay.”
Warriors watched him for a long time, face blank. His eyes steadily moved downward until they were staring at nothing, boring a hole in the cobblestone beneath Sky’s feet. The Skyloftian waited patiently, knowing when to be silent and let someone else process. Eventually, the captain sighed heavily.
“You were a great help that night,” Warriors said softly. “I wanted to thank you.”
“It was nothing,” Sky brushed off. “That’s not answering my question.”
Warriors huffed ruefully in response. “You’re not usually this persistent.”
“No,” Sky admitted. “But I’m not usually this worried, either.”
The captain’s eyes finally snapped back up to meet Sky’s. His stony expression softened, and he smiled gently. “I said I’m alright.”
“You can be, yeah,” Sky commented. “Like… you don’t have to wrangle everyone in now, you know. I’m here. Our leader’s getting back into, well… leading. It’s okay to step back.”
Something in the captain’s expression wasn’t quite readable, a kind of strange gentle amusement and haunting sadness. Sky wasn’t sure what to do about it. So he just walked over to him and put a hand on his shoulder. Warriors seemed both inquisitive and slightly apprehensive at the touch, so Sky asked to be sure, “Can I hug you?”
The captain looked as if he didn’t even know what to say with such a request. He blinked once, twice, before a breathy laugh escaped his lips, eyes holding a tenderness to them that Sky wasn’t sure he’d ever seen in them. “Yeah. Yeah, you can.”
Sky smiled in return, leaning in and letting the captain wrap his arms around him. Sky gave what he received, not squeezing too tightly when Warriors’ embrace was hesitantly gentle. As they stood there, though, it seemed like the older knight settled into his predicament a bit more, letting himself relax as Sky held him tighter. Being a little shorter, Sky settled his ear against Warriors’ shoulder, and the gesture made the captain shift a little, resting his own head against Sky’s. His breath was shaky a moment, and Sky heard him swallow thickly.
It only lasted a few moments, but it was enough. Sky ached for the contact, honestly, and wished he could hug him more, but he knew better than to push the matter. Slowly, the two pulled apart. If Warriors’ face was a little more flushed than before, neither of them commented on it.
“Thanks, Sky,” the captain said quietly.
Sky’s smile was brighter than the sunset. “Anytime.”
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javelinbk · 1 day
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Paul McCartney and John Lennon talking about the cover of Rubber Soul, The Beatles Anthology (1995)
Paul: And the cover story... you know that... the cover where we looked stretched, the photo's stretched... that was the kinda thing would happen then, which... we were all very into that kind of random, little exciting thing that would happen. The photographer was Bob Freeman and he'd taken some pictures round at John's house in Weybridge and we just had our new gear on, the polo necks, and we were doing straight mugshots, the four of us all posing. And he came... back in London he was, it was in someone's flat, and he was showing us, he had a little carousel of slides and he had a piece of cardboard stuck up on a little chair that was album cover sized, and he was projecting the photographs exactly on to it, cause you could imagine exactly how it would look then as an album cover... it was a kind of good way to do it. But just as he... we'd just chosen the photo, we said, well that one looks good... and we all liked, we all liked ourselves in one particular shot, and he was just winding up when the card it was on just fell backwards a little bit, and it elongated the photo and it stretched, and we went 'Oh!' we went, 'Can we have that! Can you do it like that?' and he said 'Well yeah, I can print it like that' and we said 'Yeah, that's it! Rubber soul! Hey-hey!' John: You see there's no great mysterious meanings behind all of this, it was just four boys, you know, working out what to call their new album
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naturecalls111 · 5 months
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Gotta let your future kids know, cook! Gimme a sharpie!
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thebitchesterbrothers · 2 months
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I thought a lot about Hob meeting Death for the first time and of course they’re hitting it off straight away … but what if instead of Dream it’s Hob who accompanies Death while she’s working? Just because he’s a curious brother-in-law and none of the Endless can say no to his pleading cow eyes.
He witnesses how calm and peaceful it can be to leave the living world behind with someone as gentle as Dreams sister to guide someone’s soul.
It scares Dream; what if Hob decides he wants to end his life after all?
But in reality it heals a part of Hob that he never was able to piece back together before.
Eleanor. Robyn. The baby that never got the chance to take its first breath. His memories are still painful, still make him tear up.
But seeing Death do her job makes him feel … grateful. Knowing that she was with them at the end of their days, smiling at them, taking their hands, holding them in her arms.
It also makes him appreciate life even more and he promises to enjoy every single day as much as humanly possible.
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hagenwo43 · 5 months
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deancaskiss · 8 months
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cartooncreature · 5 months
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There are no signs whatsoever that cars exist in the bugbo universe and despite this I’m making car related / driving headcannons cause fuck you. >:D
Bugbo
He is always driving exactly. the speed limit.
Not a digit over or under.
And he never accelerates or breaks, the car just. is. in the state he wants it to be.
Everyone in the car has to be buckled up, sitting straight forward, feet on the floor, or the car isn’t moving.
(Fights have broken out because of this, usually between him and Hoppo)
He says it’s for safety
(knowing him it’s prolly a power trip thing)
There is no music. Dead silence. Even the wind outside seems quieter
And in the off chance there is music, there’s no lyrics and it’s probably some shit like
“Kahoot Question Music 1 Hour Loop”
And it’s so quiet you can’t even recognize what it is.
If you try to talk to him he’ll respond in short, almost snippy responses
If you keep trying he’ll eventually just point blank say “You know, it’s not very safe or polite to distract the driver.”
Unless he likes you, somehow, then he might have a short conversation with you.
He does the same when he’s a passenger, but to a lesser degree
He’s usually the one who dictates who drives, and, for some reason, he picks Joe a lot.
(Joe doesn’t mind, he likes driving :>)
Hoppo has accused him of being scared of driving before, which he did not take kindly to.
Gerbo
He tends not to drive since cars don’t fit his… build.
He’s all legs, cars aren’t made that way
But in the case that he does, he’d probably drive really slow, mostly out of caution
He most definitely is scared of driving (but Hoppo isn’t gonna say anything to him)
Which isn’t much of an issue considering they probably have the only car on globe
Like that one Yo Gabba Gabba episode
Music wise, I’m not sure
Everyone infantilizes him so much, it drives me crazy
Y’all aren’t listening to Baby Shark 10hr loop
Maybe once for the hype
BUT THATS IT
He probably would listen to more upbeat music,
I have a very limited taste in music and I don’t think he’d like any of my music (It’s all about drugs and wanting to eat the rich or it’s Jack Stauber)
Actually he’d maybe like some Jack Stauber music! Like maybe Buttercup and songs along those lines! His more happy sounding music?
Idk other people with different/better music taste tell me what you think
He doesn’t mind conversation while he’s driving. In fact, I think he likes it!
He likes the casual small talk type conversations, and if they lead into deeper conversations that’s even better!
He offers to drive anytime, but it’s usually either Bugbo or Joe driving, not that he minds. (Please don’t make him drive)
(He does prefer it when Joe drives, but he’d never say it, especially not to bugbo)
Gradient Joe
He’d probably drive the most
He’s the one most… built? for a car?
He tries to drive the speed limit but he might get distracted and speed up or slow down a little
So like, typical driving? I guess?
His music would likely also be more instrumental, mostly because it is a bit easier to focus
And he’s probably driving everyone around, so he’s gonna need some help focusing
But also when it does have lyrics, y’all can fight me on this but I bet he’d like love songs
Like, this isn’t a “omg he’s a romantic he wants to kiss everyone and marry everyone omgggg” thing, more of a like,
Everything is so- rough? All the time?
I mean, he got shoved face fucking first down a mystery hole that was who knows how deep, then guilted into running for mayor with no prep, and then whitenesses a murder, all in around 48 hours
Everything is so fast paced and bright and so much all the time
And love songs are usually much softer, calmer, sweeter
It’s a little moment of peace, you know? Even if it’s just a little distraction before Bugbo ropes him into another wildly overwhelming adventure
Anyway woah car headcannons hi this is what we’re here for jfc
He kinda prefers it to be a little quieter too
(And I think bugbo might, in one of his brief moments of kindness, remind the others to be quieter so he can focus)
If it’s just him and one other person, he might substitute music for listening to them talk
Even if he can’t respond, he likes to nod along and give other people a little break too. Just let them get things off their chest, yk?
I bet he also likes to drive because it is a little tiny bit of control within this chaos ridden mess of a universe.
Why is this one so long? Where did all the gradient joe angst come from? What the hell?
Hoppo
She doesn’t drive often either
Not because she’s built more bug like and so it’s a little awkward for her, she makes that work.
She doesn’t drive because the others won’t let her.
She is driving at least 15 over the speed limit on a “safe” day
Hits curbs like they spat at her grandma
Probably has at least one leg propped up in the seat at all times
only one hand on the wheel
Music. Is. BLASTING.
Marina, Scene Queen, Mother Mother, Sir Chloe, Girl in Red, Penelope Scott, Hemlock Springs, Mitski, Chrissy Chlapecka, Kiki Rockwell, and the occasional Lemon Demon
She has a playlist called “songs to piss bugbo off”
And she’s just casually chatting with whoever is in the front seat while the car shakes from the bass in these songs
Bugbo doesn’t let her drive because he knows she’s doing her best to piss him off
Joe doesn’t let her drive out of pure fear
Gerbo, ironically, is usually in the front seat because he minds her driving the least
If it was just her and Gerbo or Joe she’d prolly tone it down some, maybe at least turn the music down
But if Bugbo is within five miles, you best believe Pink Rover is gonna be shaking the ground he stands on like an earthquake
She’s pretty much the same as a passenger. If Bugbo is driving she’s being obnoxious and goofy, if it’s anyone else she will tone it down some
If Bugbo’s not around she’ll tone it down a lot, maybe just chatting and laughing
(Let me make it clear, she doesn’t dislike bugbo, in fact quite the opposite. But that’s another headcannon for another day)
Thomas Flyswatter
He has the only other car on globe
(I can’t decide if it’s the helicopter he used and it just doubles as a car or if this bitch just has like a Honda civic parked behind his lair)
Driving wise, he’s similar to Joe
Generally pretty typical, though depending on his mood he might speed quite a bit
He rarely, rarely has anyone else in his car
If you even see his car he trusts you a lot
If he drives you around you might as well be besties
Or he pities you (which if this man is pitying you you’ve gotta get your life in check bestie cause holy shit-)
The music he plays depends on his mood and who he’s with
If hes in a villainy “I’m gonna go do evil things mwah ha ha >:D” he’s listening to Toby Fox (and y’all cannot convince me otherwise)
If he’s in a more relaxed mood he, too, may listen to Jack Stauber (probably different than the songs Gerbo would listen to though, some similarities tho) and Definitely some Will Wood
If you are his absolute bestie, like he trusts you with his life, he may, if you’re lucky, break out the broadway music, but only if you’re very lucky
He may be a little quiet at first, but if whoever he’s driving around starts a conversation with him he’ll talk
And also if he’s not talking he’s subconsciously lip syncing because I’m projecting stfu
He also hits curbs a lot
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dailyhogz · 13 days
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i’ve pranked you all this blog is actually an excuse for me to draw silver the hedgehog an inhumane amount. no other hedgehogs this is becoming silver STRICTLY!
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moths-in-the-mix · 3 months
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No you don’t understand the anthem anatheme is a vicious paracausal hunting tool yes but it is also so much more than that. To lay out someone’s being in a single title and then you sit at the crossroads of laying claim to them. Sure you can say O darling mine and have it be ambiguous as to whether that act of laying claim is meant to be loving or an act of voracity. There’s plenty of romance in paracausal domination as we know.
But what of Taranis? What of those who choose not to say that the subject is “mine”? Those who name but do not lay claim? Who de-claw themselves, dull the edge of the very knife that feeds them, so that their love is named and powerful but not robbed of agency.
What of those who are content to say the sweet words “O treasure…” “O darling…” “O beauty…” and let themselves starve without claim because to them that sweetness is worth starving for?
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cinnamo6 · 5 months
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I have this fear that after the shit show that was Blue Ridge, they will not return. and that was probably my only way to see them
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flowersforfrancis · 11 months
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I find it frustrating how books are marketed these days. marketing is based around tropes and not the story itself or the characters. I understand that might be a harder sell than “enemies to lovers romance/fantasy” but as someone who will read (almost) every trope if the story is good and I like the characters…I just find it unsettling. Especially as a writer.
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muttsandmustelidae · 2 months
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i wish more x-men character names had dog name potential
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nunyverse-scribe · 2 months
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I think once we, as a (western, could be different for other) society, move past the idea of lip-kissing being restricted for ONLY romantic relationships, and allow it to be something friends can do, we will be able to move forward.
And, by extension, once we as a (western) society recognize that being romantically affiliated doesn’t mean you can just expect your partner to want to do lip-kissing (or other forms of physical contact) just bc you’re romantically attracted to one another, we will be able to move forward.
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deancaskiss · 1 year
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had a casual lil interview today and got to dress up a lil pretty in a dress and cowboy boots (which the doctor said he loved my texan cowboy boots vibes) instead of my daily scrubs and it made me very happy 🩵
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clowndarling · 3 months
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can’t decide , if i wanna keep the black and white hair or embrace my natural color again 🤔
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