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whack-patty · 1 year
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I think you know what you need to do
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I do what no other man is brave enough to do
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cl1n1callystrang3 · 2 months
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HUUUUUUH⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️
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tuzesdays · 1 year
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18) deciding what takeout to order <333
cherry hiii hi cherry! going for one of the less popular ones because you knew id write it for you anyway, for shame.
hope you enjoy, ur fav is here
WORDCOUNT: 790 | Domestic | No warnings
He leans back on the couch, doing his best frown-equivalent at the ceiling. “Remind us again why we can’t cook?”
“Sunny, the avocado’s not ripe,” you remind him. “It’s solidly in the pre-ripe bitter stages. You can still make the stuff without the avocado.”
Clearly that’s not the answer he’s looking for. Drama queen. “It’s not complete without the avocado slices! We did not go through all those stores looking for sushi-grade tuna to stop just short of the perfect dish! It was going to be so pretty!”
“I could just order sushi.”
“Don’t you dare.” He pouts at you as you chuckle, offended that you’d even joke about undermining his dinner plans when you know he’d rather you have a different meal every day. Poor Sun, he’s been aching to use that tatami roller for nearly two months now; everything else is ready to go, but he couldn’t plan for the most unreliable thing of all: the whims of mother nature. “We could still make something over rice…”
“The only vegetables we have is green onion and cucumber,” you sing smugly at him, doing your worst impression of his voice as you continue, “not a balanced meal! Not at all!”
He makes a flustered, upset sound. “Grocery day is tomorrow!”
“Relax, Sunny.” You send him a smile. “Takeout isn’t that bad. We can even have it delivered, no need to get all dolled up for a drive.”
Sun just mutters at you. “Not that bad. Not that bad!”
You hold yourself back from rolling your eyes. “Poppy. Is this a problem? Are you mad?”
“No,” he says, still pouting. “Upset that something as silly as an unripe avocado would ruin the taste. How long do avocados take to soften? We’ve had it for a week, surely that should have been enough time.”
“I wouldn’t know.”
A sigh. “… Takeout?”
You hum an affirmative. “If I get enough, it could practically be a full meal plan for the next two, three days? I used to be able to make that much food stretch a full week, but—” he narrows his eyes at you. “Yeah, yeah, I know. Three meals a day.”
The assurance sates him. For now. “What are you getting, then?”
“… I don’t know.” When’s the last time you’ve needed to order takeout? When’s the last time you ordered takeout in general? It couldn’t have been recently, Sun’s been managing the meal plan down to the amount of ingredients and this is the first time – oh, that might explain why he’s so upset – the first time he’s fallen short on it.
When’s the last time you’ve so much as visited a fast food chain? Three months? … Four? Do you even know what restaurants offer delivery around here anymore?
You don’t. “I’ll have to look at some menus, it’s been a bit. Want to help?”
“Yes.”
“There might be a Chinese place around. That’s a decent go-to.” You pull out your phone and sit at his side, the two of you instinctually leaning into the shared space to look at the screen.
(Having another cuddle bug room with you has been a highlight of your current housing situation – one of many.)
You hum at the nearest options, the ones you wouldn’t mind driving to. “Fast food’s okay. Cheap.”
“Not balanced.”
“I can eat some cucumber just for you, Poppy.”
He pokes your shoulder for the sass and giggles when you act like he’s mortally wounded you. “Anything else?”
“Ex-nay on the sushi place,” you say, looking around that area on a map, “and I’m guessing you don’t approve of a burger.”
“Nope!”
“Figures.” You guess you did have burgers recently anyway. “Italian? I could go for some pasta.”
“What’s that?”
One metallic finger hovers above a point on the map – you angle the screen to see below it. “Ooh, a Pho place! That’s Vietnamese, like a soup with a bunch of toppings. Haven’t had some of that in forever.”
His rays spin at the enthusiasm for his find. “What kind of toppings?”
“A bunch of sauces, um… some bean sprouts and green onions, cilantro… maybe some lime? Oh, and siracha. Here, why don’t you figure out what I’m ordering?”
And just like that, his bad mood is completely forgotten in favor of this new and exciting kind of food. You let him have at it, doing whatever he does when deciding what types of tastes you like – he’s never really been wrong – while you go to get dressed. By the time you come back to the living room, Sunny’s on his feet in the kitchen and has his little recipe book opened on the counter.
You sigh fondly and hope you don’t get tired of soup anytime soon.
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cookiiemancer · 6 months
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trick or treat! 🎃
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ozdicaff · 7 months
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i absolutely ADORE how you draw sun aughhgh hes so scrungly!!!!!!!!!! sobbing and crying
THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I juggle around like 10 styles i like to draw him in AHAHAHA
The one in my pfp was actually the first time ive ever drawn him!! It was INSANE to see the reaction it got cuz i barely looked at refs and wasnt even planning to post it, i like to see it as 'my way' of drawing him, sometimes i have to ref the drawing jus to keep it consistent
Other times tho i jus like to go wild nd project as many autistic traits onto the blorbo like im microwaving him in my head in the Microwave Of Neurodivergency
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nebuladreamz · 1 year
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lilac and tiger <33
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SHAKING YOU SHAKING YOU SHAKING YOU /pos
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twottie-m8 · 7 months
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Hey I gotta say your comics are so fucking funny you have such a good sense of timing with them and the delivery is SO good and the expressions and AUGH. I love them so much
shtawwwwp you're too sweet 💕
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cacaocheri · 6 months
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damn bitch your yn comes with issues?
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martinsorbit · 6 months
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trick or treat!! 🎃
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Treeeeaaaattt!!!! A nice pumpkin (and sun too)!!!
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sleepykas · 6 months
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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!! treat or treat? 🎃
Trick!!!
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You've been turned into a frog!!
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You can have a treat too though
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whack-patty · 1 year
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Compilation of cursed snuster morp content @cacaocheri made but refuses to be the one to post
c o w a r d
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moenmomentsthemoe-en · 8 months
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IM FREE FROM HELL IM BACK TONIGHTT RUAGHG
im going back to shitposting and being a nuisance on tumblr omg okay have some self indulgent doodles
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tuzesdays · 1 year
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hello!!! i just started reading your "moved to dayshift" fic and i must say it is absolutely WONDERFUL!!!! your characterization is great, i LOVE the banter between sun and the yn, and you're probably one of the first people who can accurately portray kids as kids. it is such a great fic, probably my favorite
im 🥺🥺🥺 ty!!!!! dayshift is my BABY its still so weird to think it could be someones favorite even with the attention recently ;^; ty for the kind words <3
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ozdicaff · 7 months
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Solo Nova [no y/n] drabble because I keep thinking about him, he plagues my every thought and ill keep thinking about this scene until it wrangles itself out of my brain, KIIIND of written with Nova being the narrator!
As always, Ghost in the machine belongs to @venomous-qwille !!! PLEASE GO READ IT THEIR WRITING IS SO GOOD!!
Word count: 785
Being agile was something Nova loved to show off, his modded legs allowed him to make laps around his opponent to humiliate them right before landing the killing blow: jumping high and using the accumulating momentum to crush whoever dared to face him while scorching them with his flamethrower.
The thunderous applause that emits from the crowd, blended with loud music right after could make a man deaf.
A part of him reminisces, and another part slaps himself across the face so he can focus on running from the cops.
The blaring noises of two cop cars tailing him are piercing in this witching hour, closing in after another brawl bot club got busted. Right in the middle of another fight, too, for fuckin’ shame. Brawling is his favorite activity when it’s raining. And when it's sunny. And when it's cloudy-
As he maneuvers around obstacles with heavy, stomping screeches, he’s grateful to the mods that allow him to leap far enough that the cops can’t quite keep up. Claw-like toes allowing him to clutch the ground far better than his former feet would. Sirens continue to boom behind him, red and blue lights alternating and backlighting Nova, highlighting his serrated rays.
Running into the outskirts of town, he takes a glance at the drivers and drinks in the frustration on their faces. He taunts and blows a raspberry. Despite his situation, he can’t seem to take anything seriously, but that goes for any kind of authority. Why should he listen to a damn thing someone says if they can’t take ‘em in the ring?
Speakin’ of... here comes his favorite part of any chase: The dead end and whatever random bullshit he’ll pull off to escape. Always his best stories to brag about!
When the long, winding dirt road stops, he seems to be in a deserted small village. Raindrops fall upon stone, coating the long-abandoned bricks after years of being covered in dust, creating a unique smell. Seems like a good spot.
He skids to a sudden stop. His mechanisms scream from the abrupt change in speed and make a horrid shriek. “ALRIGHT, Alright! Give it a rest already! I give up!”
The tires of the vehicles follow suit in the grinding halt, drifting lightly. A rather young-looking officer has a look of disbelief, while the other, older one, eyes Nova up with suspicion. Maybe his façade would’ve been more convincing if he was at a legitimate dead end, but his impatience got the better of him, like it usually does. Oops!
The young policeman withdraws from his car excitedly—although he’s trying not to make it obvious—with cuffs in hand. "We're confiscating you for participating in unlawful robot battling.". The cranky one yells something with his gun drawn that Nova doesn’t hear, nor does he care to. Like that gun can do anything. Chasing him in the rain was a dumb move, their tasers are useless in this storm. He’s already got the rabbit in his trap.
Nova puts his wrists together as much as he can with his flamethrower arm and lets the fumbling man cuff him. As they begin to walk back to the car, Nova’s grin widens. A gun’s barrel follows him. Nova’s eyes narrow at him with a sinister smile. Stupid, stupid…
When he’s near enough to the car’s front, he pounces.
Turning up his spinning ‘rays’ to full tilt, his head resembling a saw blade more than a sun with all of his mods. He couldn’t help but start snickering. The surrounding men barely have a moment to think and realize what he’s doing. The younger of the two tries to tase him fruitlessly, Nova grasps the offending limb and tosses him aside into the dirt.
With one unnecessary jump, Nova lands directly onto the car's hood and begins to saw the steel. Sparks fly as metal tears into metal. Nova can hardly hear the bullets that reflect off of his body. He grips the slash he’s just made and rips it open, breaking the windshield in the process. He's gone from snickering to raucous, delirious laughter as he readies his flamethrower and fires it straight at the exposed engine.
Getting away from the flaming car before it explodes is risky, but he’s never been one to play it safe. Nova glances at the senior whose finger is squeezing the trigger.
This will make ignition all the easier!
In one motion, a quiet ‘pop!’ sound is heard, and the car's hood is engulfed in flames as Nova backflips away, dodging a bullet. A bullet that hits the car.
The officer's head hits the ground as the car explodes into flames, his mouth agape.
As Nova walks away from the explosion, leaving the two suckers, one unconscious and one in shock, he feels... badass.
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karoochui · 4 months
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Future scenes for binary resurgence + a screenshot meme remake + dca moulin rouge au that @cacaocheri brought up to me last night and i said i would draw it today therefore i fully indulge and deliver bc moulin rouge is the movie ever
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darkxsoulzyx · 1 month
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Had an awful idea hAHAHAHA—
Charlie belongs to @cacaocheri
Remy belongs to @garbagechocolate
Staff belongs to @bunmuffin
Daff belongs to @nebuladreamz
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