Tubbo doesn't know how to do hair. It wasn't something he was taught, his father a captain with hair cropped eternally close and his sibling never one to be keen to touch. He can't make intricate cornrows, nor is he any good at doing up his daughter's edges. He can't get the volume that Ironmouse with nothing more than a bottle of hairspray and prayers to the underworld. He can't even use a straightener the right way (as a permanent second degree burn scar on his left hand displays). But the one thing Tubbo has always remembered is how to braid hair
He isn't sure of much from before the island. Nothing more than the vague tunes of a song whose notes have been long forgotten, the smell of burgers on the wind when nothing else is near, a ringing in his ears that has him tilting his head for that much more volume. The irrational fear of explosions (because Sunny hasn't ever seen a fireworks show on her time on the island and Tubbo isn't going to be the one to change that). Those types of things.
But he remembers locks of pink hair in his hands as the person sitting in front of him talked briefly about one thing or another. And he remembers curls of blond, short enough that he couldn't braid their whole head, long enough that tiny golden braids could be tucked into the mess of frizz and growth. Straight blond hair as they hid beneath a nation they worked so hard to build, and cropped black strands of a person that he shouldn't have cared for, a person that only cared for themselves, but a person that Tubbo called a brother nonetheless.
White-black hair, a protruding horn with a single golden ring (a wedding band, Tubbo's mind inexplicably whispered), and the pink fuzz of the one Tubbo knew had to be his son.
Tubbo doesn't know how to do hair, but Chayanne is complementing the plaits in Sunny's hair and Philza mentions that Tubbo actually did a good job for once and Leonardo begrudgingly offers her approval and-
Tubbo can still half remember his sibling with a head crowned by braids, adorned by flowers. His own handiwork.
He doesn't know how to do hair, but he remembers how to braid. That's enough for Sunny. And that's enough for him
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i'll do my best @necromycologist
i also included a made-up school called amanita - basically between foxfire and exillium, it's a non noble school for those who are still fit for society. Turns out a lot more of the elvin population is talentless and/or bad match! but you never get to see any of them. and the nobility makes it sound like the worst thing in the world
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wdym "math isn't important for nobility"
#foxfire #foxfire memes
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did. did foxfire blow up
#IDK I'VE JUST HEARD THINGS #was it. sophie foster. again #foxfire #sophie foster
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Dame Alina: *fairly good prinipal, tries to treat students fairly*
Alina: *becomes a councillor*
Councillor Alina: Let's force a child to put an ability restrictor on his best friend :))
#dame alina #councillor alina #from what i've seen she used to favor sophie a little right #welp. #foxfire #memes #nobility memes #foxfire memes
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although amanita has more students than both foxfire and exillium, we always get forgotten? remember that whole thing between those schools and the skill training stuff
#amanita #exilllium #foxfire #meme
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i'm actually going to cry. just my luck. fml
#guess that means 2 less years of foxfire. woo. #foxfire #meme #talentless
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Okay, so. TIL that there is not one, but TWO elvin schools named after a fungus. First Foxfire, and I am just now learning about amanita- you guys do know that's a fungus, too, right??
#my posts #foxfire #amanita #foxfire memes #<- can't believe that's a popular tag. I'll have to check it out lol #fitz don't come after me for saying fungus plsss
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Spice In, Time Out!
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Wanna read a semi-crack fic about Beef Boy hanging out with a bunch of puppets? Maybe even do a little ramen challenge with his little blue fuzzy nerd friend? You're in luck, 'cause I wrote 6500 words of exactly that!
Among those thousands of words are a bunch of cool stuff such as:
Puppet shenanigans! Two of them may have planned to kill their friends (disclaimer: that murder will not be shown in the fic)
Actual history??? Yeah that's right you're gonna get hit with a Puppet History-style question so STUDY UP ON THE HISTORY OF RAMEN (or not) 👹
God being the worst! Again! They may have actually killed someone (disclaimer: that murder WILL be shown in the fic)
God/Professor allegations. Whether those allegations are true or not will be up to you
Overall a (hopefully) funny and wholesome bonding time between everyone at this table. They're all friends! :]
If all of that sounds like a jam to you, you can read the fic via clicking here, clicking the title, or searching up "Spice in, Time Out!" by crispycreambacon on AO3.
I hope y'all will enjoy this fic! I'm pretty proud of how it turned out especially since I was honestly not feeling it at the start and even contemplated not publishing it at all. Even if you don't read it, I hope you enjoy the art (bonus doodles down below btw!) and I hope you'll have a schmaculous day!
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my absolute fave thing to read in punkflower fics is lovesick puppy hobie brown
cool-as-a-cucumber hobie overthinking miles' every move, leaving lingering touches on him, longing glances thrown his way
certified BAMF hobie hanging by a doorway or window just a second too long before leaving miles
"skinny-hot" hobie refusing to believe someone as ✨️cool✨️ as miles would be into someone like him
badass punk hobie just yearning and pining and practically draping himself all over miles in desperate attempts but then pulling back all scared when anyone even hints that they should get together
god, i need pining lovesick loser hobie like AIR rn 😭
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The Arrest of Peter Nureyev
Peter Nureyev in Prison
The Escape of Peter Nureyev
Peter Nureyev Versus Herlock Sholmes Stuno Jeel
How Peter Nureyev Stole Christmas
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I like to think that after all the dust settles and there’s been a lot of time put between the events the present day the Foxes love reciting Neil’s “you know, I get it” roast.
Because it truly is top tier and after the initial fear and shock wears off the foxes would find it fucking hilarious. Not only the wording of the little monologue itself but the absolute gaul Neil had to say that and the fact that he just riffed it off the top of his head.
I think the “you know, I get it,” specifically becomes a staple phrase in all of their vocabularies at some point. One of them says it and At Least one other Fox in the vicinity immediately goes “being raised as a superstar must be really, really difficult for you” no matter the context of the conversation.
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there is a very specific fic i really want to read and that is a confident Will Byers making it his mission to make Mike Wheeler his boyfriend. i want a fic where the UD shit is done and byler are at that point in their relationship where they already accepted their feelings for the other and have an idea that the other could feel the same but haven't crossed the line between friendship and romantic relationship yet and i want Will to be like yeah fuck it i'm going to make this boy mine. i just want to see not only their dynamic a little reversed where it's Will going after Mike but i just really want to see a confident Will. i want him to own it to be so confident and comfortable in his love for Mike and just god this boy has been through so much and they literally survived the end of the world together...i just...i just want Will to notice the way Mike is obviously in love with him and i want him to let himself hope to let himself believe that Mike could love him back and i want him to go apeshit with it. i want him to shamelessly flirt with Mike i want him to calculate every move to make Mike a complete flustered mess. i want him to look at that one thing he's wanted for so long has been ashamed for wanting has thought he could never have and i want him to go yeah fuck it after everything i've been through i fucking deserve this and i will get it i will make this idiot my boyfriend.
you see what i'm saying? please if a fic like this exists please please please tell me i am desperate
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a gentle reminder to myself: slow down when you're met with someone else's creation. just because it's not in a museum, doesn't mean it's not worth your time. you can skim through your life all you want, you can jump over the annoying cracks and never look back, but when someone presents you (in the most literal meaning of this word – as a gift) with their art you should sit down and pay back with attention. people need creativity that is shared and appreciated, and it needs your focus and care to bloom properly. briefness kills both the idea and the community around it. so, slow down.
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back 2 writing fallout 4 fic as though it’s 2017 again. im bursting at the seams so here are the ones I’ve finished so far if anyone is inch rested:
the bloody gallery - the Sole Survivor is stuck in the Pickman gallery fighting for her life against some intruding raiders, while also fighting to find Danse again
state house of affairs - Sole and Danse reluctantly go to Hancock for some mission help and end up spending the night in the State House. bow chicka wow wow
and I got some more on the way 🙇♀️
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