#ship: nicky x sunshine

[seize-the-droid]

SUNSHINE (NICKY EDITION) + SOCIAL MEDIA (x)

GENERAL TAG LIST: @afluffykiwi @arrthurpendragon @luucypevensie @heirsoflilith @wokenhardies @anotherunreadblog (want to be added? send me an ask!)

#oc: sunshine #oc: nicky reynolds #collab: laaab #my edit #story: life after #series: social media #ship: nicky x sunshine #yes there are 2 editions

[darkblueboxs]

What your favourite aftg ship says about you

Inspired by the eldena doubleca5t youtube videos 

neil/andrew: you are a firm believer in the inherent eroticism of deep-seated mistrust. You likely spent your teenage years obsessing over edgy anime boys who have trouble talking about their feelings. 

kevin/andrew: your ideal relationship dynamic is either bodyguard x protectee or hamster x banana

neil/kevin: you spend your saturdays panhandling outside nora’s house for spare kevin character development

neil/andrew/kevin: you just wanted good things for kevin, and really, who wouldn’t?

neil/matt: you are a firm believer in the inherent eroticism of two bros chillin’ in a hot tub

dan/matt: you are a firm believer in men! getting! pegged!

renee/allison: you want a girlfriend that not only can kick your ass, but will do so on request

seth/allison: your ideal relationship dynamic is sitcom wife x sitcom husband

kevin/aaron: your interest in these characters’ established relationships is outweighed by your need to make it gay

seth/kevin:  you are a firm believer in the inherent eroticism of wanting to punch each other in the face

allison/kevin: you may be firm believer in the inherent eroticism of wanting to punch each other in the face, but you mostly just want allison to step on you

seth/aaron: you are a firm believer in the inherent eroticism of homophobia

dan/renee: you probably read the extra content

dan/allison: same joke as renison but you have a complicated relationship with religion

aaron/katelyn: your ideal relationship dynamic is marrying your highschool crush.

erik/nicky: you just wanted good things for nicky, and honestly, who wouldn’t?

laila/alvarez: you are always a slut for minor characters in dire need of more screentime

neil/ichirou: you don’t understand why anyone would waste their time fucking around with jock drama when there’s a sinister mafia boss right there

stuart/ichirou: this is the same joke as neil/ichirou but you also have a crippling addiction to dilfs

nathan/ichirou: this is the same joke as stuart/ichirou but you also a firm believer in the inherent eroticism of murder

neil/jean: you are a firm believer in the inherent eroticism of shared trauma

kevin/jean: your belief in the inherent eroticism of shared trauma is outweighed only by your love for the childhood friends to lovers trope

neil/r*ko: you like andreil in theory, but you just don’t think they spent enough time wanting each other dead

kevin/r*ko: your love for the childhood friends to enemies to lovers trope outweighs your interest in avoiding becoming the subject of a callout post

jeremy/jean: your ideal relationship dynamic is tortured edgy boy with a soft spot for one (1) ray of sunshine

jeremy/kevin: your ideal relationship dynamic is getting your senpai to notice you

abby/wymack: you’re either a sucker for a cutesy team mom x team dad slowburn or you have a crippling addiction to dilfs

kayleigh/wymack: your addiction to dilfs is outweighed only by your addiction to pain

jean/renee: you are a firm believer in mlm/wlw solidarity

kevin/thea: you are nora sakavic 

#aftg #tfc #all for the game #the foxhole court #andreil #pls do not take any of these dumb jokes seriously #there was like forty jokes i could have made for andreil god it was hard to pick #mine

[vrnicky]

Pinned post.

I write about Undertale universe and their different Aus. My own aus, one-shots, I share my ideas and mostly interact with my mutuals if I ain't simping over skeletons.

What will I write?

-Headcanons/reactions: How my boys would react, feel, do to a especific situation that you can ask without a problem.

•My main aus are undertale, underswap, underfell, swapfell red (sometimes swapfell crystal), storyshift and horrortale but sometimes i can add more aus or that. You can specify ones too.

-Poly headcanons: If you send two characters that I think would make a good couple I make some headcanons about them, you can ask for official couples headcanons too.

-Dating headcanons: Similar to the poly headcanons but with only one character, how a relationship with that character would be, their love language, etc.

-Asks: You can ask whatever doubt you have about my aus and my characters. Even you can ask them personally, im down for everything.

-Match-ups (CLOSED ATM): You send information about yourself, what you like, dislike, your hobbies, etc. If you know your soul trait, the better. And if you wanna a match up with a especific au of mine you can say it in your ask.

The rules are below for everything, also I have the aus I write for and their names!

Rules!

NAMES AND AUS!

COLOR CODE UNIVERSES!

OUT-CODES!

Ut x atsv!

Masterlists:

🌸 Masterlist 1.

✨ Masterlist 2.

🌸 Masterlist 3.

✨ Masterlist 4.

🌸 Masterlist 5.

✨ Masterlist 6.

🥀 Non-skeletons characters.

🍷 Gaster names.

About me.

•Call me Nicky, Wolfie or Taco!

•Im Demisexual/Bi-demiromantic

•Im taken <3

•18 SO stuff can get suggestive so be careful! 16+ only!!

•Extra nicknames i go with: Puppy, Cottoncandy, Takis, Pomf, Bun, Froggie, Sunshine

•All pronouns unless i specify otherwise.

•I take care of a lot of blogs.

•Discord Server!!

Events that happens here:

•Event im doing to get motivation back (not done atm)

•Dtiys event! (Not done atm)

•chit chat single character ask! You ask easy questions about a character and I'll answer them!

•taco art trades! Basically me doing an art trade with someone! They're: OPEN

•taco art requests! I do small doodles of a character I get ask for! They're: CLOSED ATM.

•#preggers hcs! This basically mean how a character would react/act at being pregnant.

•#ask the guys smooches edition is basically where i write a one-shot with a guy giving you a smooch.

•#ship day! Where you say two characters and I'll say if they work together or not.

•#fan-kids day! Is basically where you say: "name of the baby, the parents of the baby and magic color" and i doodle your fan kid with a character!

And my other social media:

◇Twitter◇

♤Instagram♤ (in the make of a new one)

♧Tumblr (You're here!)♧

>Ko-fi<

Commissions: OPEN! 3 SLOTS

Extra information about me or the creator:

•Im married to Asgore and Papyrus.

•Papdyne enthusiastic! Love the ship! <3

•I write for the ships I personally enjoy, no, I do not like papyton, sorry.

•I use the tags #no thoughts head empty for things I don't how to tag, #mutual interaction <3 when im chatting with mutuals, #rp? When im doing kinda a rp with my characters and #taco's videos! When I share links from YouTube.

•I have a bitty name Casper and little Fox named Boots!

•The pokemon of the blog: Litten!

•My ask box is open for everything and everyone

•I create aus every second but I take my time to actually write about them

•My simp list <- OLD (UPDATED HERE) (Non-Ut list)

•stupid spanish class with Taco: pronouns

#just a chillin' taco #ko fi account #artists on tumblr #masterpost #social media #things #writing #pinned post

[randomingoftherandomness]

Secrets I Have Held In My Heart

A/N: Modern!AU, Soulmate!AU, Soul Mark!AU, Angst, OT3.

This is quite honestly one of the longest things I’ve ever done in one sitting. I am exhausted. My prose and tenses are probably everywhere and I am so sorry for it. Enjoy x

(Edit 20/1/2021) It has recently come to my attention that lies and slander have been spread about my character amongst persons in this OT3 community. They are malicious lies made with the intent to cast a shadow over my credibility and my good standing in this community. I only ask that you come talk to me first before you believe the horrible things that have been levelled about me.

Please take care of yourselves x

--

Booker smiles placidly when he catches Joe's eye from across the room and let's the pretenses drop the moment he ducks out into hallway, finding a spot of quiet from all the music and chatter of celebration in the living room. He really should be happy but as it is with heartbreaks, happiness is something you can only fake until it feels real.

He opens the door when the doorbell rings and kisses the cheeks of the latecomers in greeting. They awkwardly avoid his eye with shifty smiles as they shuffle past him. Booker doesn't blame them. It's an awkward fucking situation all around.

Joe's warm and happy laughter carries through the air, and Booker just feels his heart twist in his chest. The sight of his head of curls bobbing along in the joy of whatever joke one of their friends was making while his arm was slung intimately low around Nicky's waist was unbearable. Booker has enough self-respect in him to recognise it as jealousy.

He has been in love with his best friend for almost as long as he has known him. It had been ridiculously easy for them; Joe had no soul marks and neither had Booker, so it was the most natural thing to move in together after they'd both hit 33 and when Booker decided to offer his fine art restorer skills up to go freelance, they make plans to spend the rest of their lives together. It made sense and they were happy. Booker had had no intentions of ever letting Joe know how he had truly felt and that was the mistake.

It isn't that he dislikes Nicky. 

The man was beyond perfect and Booker could have never hoped to compare. From the briefest of familiarities, he knows that Nicky was a former theology student who left the seminary and is now deep in his work with a local NGO, well on his way to maybe working for the UN some day. He volunteers at a local shelter, helps at his church's soup kitchen, is handsome and funny, is a fucking Saint personified and looks great next to Joe when Booker looks like a twice drowned rat on his best day. It isn't that he hates the man. It's just that, well, Nicky isn't him.

Booker knew something had changed then. Joe had never looked at him the way he had when his and Nicky's eyes first met. And he knows Joe like he knows his own mind and there won't be any one as trusting or as kind. If he tells him he loves him, Joe would stay and he'd be Booker's, but that's not how love works and so he waits until the day they're both on the sofa watching a game and Joe turns to him to say, "Nicky's my soulmate."

Just like that. And because he could never hurt Joe, he smiles, nodding. "I figured he was. Congratulations man. That's amazing!"

There had been an indescribable look that crossed Joe's face when he said that but he hadn't lingered on it for too long. Joe's soul mark was on his left forearm set in stark, bold lines; a scimitar and a longsword threaded together with roses and thorns. Pretty cool and Booker made sure to tell him so.

That had been three months ago. Three months of waiting for the other shoe to drop, the inevitable moment when Joe says he's gonna move out and into Nicky's unit. For the second it hits his best friend that there really wasn't a place for someone like him in this equation. Two months of sitting around until he wraps up his current contract with the museum in the city and the curator takes him aside to ask him if he would be interested in working for a private collector in Turkey. Two years to work on a team of freelancers. Two years on the other side of the continent. Booker said yes with no hesitation.

"Hey, you good?"

Booker knocks his bottle of beer to Copley's. He is one of the newer persons to join their friend group but it feels like they've know each other for a very long time. His warm smile anchors Booker to the here and now and he is stupidly grateful for his presence. The man was steadfast and calm, and it made sense to Booker that he'd be the only one he told about his leaving. "Yeah. I'm ready to go whenever you are."

He'd snuck a duffle bag of his things out to Copley's house the day before and then two suitcases when Joe was over at Nicky's last night. Right before the party to celebrate Joe's birthday, he had brought his carry on out to Copley's car. His name was still on the lease and he has left instructions to help pay for his part of the rent until the end of the year if Joe would like to continue staying here. Copley will help ship the rest of his things after a month. All that's left to do is leave.

Joe had been looking forward to introducing Nicky to his family and friends, and this party was perfect for it. Booker feels bereft at the thought that this could be the last time he sees him in a long while and he cranes his neck to spy him in the center of the room, accepting a kiss from Nicky as the birthday cake is brought out from the kitchen. He holds that image of Joe, smiling from ear to ear and hopes he won't hate him too much for leaving without saying goodbye.

"Let's go."

--

His Turkish is passable at best but he gets by well enough. The rest of the restoration team were up and coming names mixed with pioneers in the field and despite the lingering heart ache, Booker finds himself pleasantly settled and happy with the work he gets to do. Everyone seems to be equally as excited as he is to be working on their employer's personal collection of paintings and sculptures, in addition to the rare books that Booker has never seen outside of museums and archives.

It's good work and it keeps him busy. It stops him from thinking about Joe too much.

Booker had found thirteen missed calls and twenty texts and ten voicemails when he lands. He hesitates only for a moment before deleting everything that wasn't from Copley or his work.

As if sensing he was being summoned by thought, his phone rings as he basks in the afternoon sunshine whilst reading a book on his off day, Copley's name flashes on his screen.

"You still alive, then?"

"Alive and kicking," Copley says over the line with a laugh. "I swear, Joe is going to eviscerate me one of these days."

Booker shakes his head, marking his page and setting his book aside. The sunlight feels good on his skin and he takes a deep lungful of air. "He won't. He's way too nice."

"You didn't see him glare when I packed the last of your things into the boxes. They're shipped, by the way. Should reach you in a week tops."

"Thanks. I owe you big time."

"Oh, you owe me more than big time. When I come over to visit, I want you pulling out all the stops for me. I want the five star experience, Mr Booker. No expense spared," Copley chuckles.

"Alright, alright," Booker laughs. "I'm sure I can rustle something up. Just let me know when, alright?"

Copley hums and they fall into a comfortable pause. "How are you? Really. Don't lie."

He tightens his grip on his phone, swallowing tightly. "I miss him every day but that's not new. I think I'll keep missing him for a while yet."

"That's normal. I'm not surprised. I think he misses you too, you know?"

"He has Nicky now. He doesn't need me. I'm... I'm just his best friend with a stupid crush that had made plans to spend the rest of my life with him. I don't fit in it any more and he deserves more than I could ever give him," He swallow tightly, licking his lips. "Copley, he'll be okay."

"But will you?"

Booker doesn't have an answer to that. When his things arrive a week and a half later, he accepts it and begins to unpack his books. He's grateful to have his familiar favourites and is eager to fill his shelves when he spots the edges of an envelope peeking out of a battered copy of Neruda. It was a letter and it was addressed to him, though the handwriting is unfamiliar to him.

Dear Sebastien, it starts and this clues him in that this person isn't someone who knows him well. No one outside of his employers and colleagues call him Sebastien.

I hope you don't mind. I'll be slipping this along with the books. I really do hope it finds you well. I don't have your number and judging by the way Joe seems to not receive a reply from you, you might have changed it. I would ask it from Copley but I do not know him well enough and you deserve someone you can speak to without any awkwardness. I write this letter because I want to know you better. It occurred to me that we have never exchanged more than a handful of words whenever we meet and it was always about Joe. I found myself curious about you even if it feels like I know you from all that Joe talks about you. He still talks about you. Even if it is in confusion as to why you left us. I don't write to judge you. I just want to be your friend. If you are amenable, please send your reply to me care of the address on the back of this paper. I hope that you do. I won't tell Joe if you don't want me to.

Sincerely, Nicky.

Booker flips the paper and sees that it's for the church he'd half-remembered being the one that Joe had mentioned off-handedly once. He rereads the words, thrown by the whole thing. He tucks it into his pocket, pushing it to the back of his mind as he focuses on unpacking his life. But the shape of it digs against his skin and he cannot help unfolding it every few minutes to read it all over again.

Each word was carefully pressed and written with intent. He finds his thumb brushing over the looping Joe, but it is the careful He still talks about you that decides things for him.

Scratching his chest absently, he tears out an empty page from his notebook as writes, If we're going to be friends, you'd better call me Booker.

--

The seasons change and his correspondence with Nicky grows from a weekly letter to every few days, to Booker posting a letter only to receive a reply for the one he sent two days ago when he arrives back in his flat. Booker takes to sending a box of baklava over an overnight service and Nicky sends him a handwritten recipe for his Nonna's tomato soup when Booker off-handedly mentions a sniffle.

Eventually it gets easier to talk about Joe and Booker tells Nicky on what he likes and what he doesn't, how to best care for him; he's allergic to a certain brand of detergent, he always forgets his scarf in the depths of winter so always stuff one in his coat pocket, he loves it when you caress his hair, he doesn't support any team in football but he loves watching a game and he always chooses the team that starts on the right side of the pitch, ask his mother for her recipe for lamb stew and make that for him when he's having a busy week.

Nicky never seems to be bothered by him telling him all these things and in turn, Booker learns that Nicky cannot function before his first cup of coffee, that he misses the quiet of his life in the seminary but he is glad he can do more as he is, that he has a few kids that he works with that he is hoping will get into gifted programmes that can help them excel in academia, that if he hadn't done the almost priest route, he would have been a doctor or a medic.

It was ridiculously effortless to be friends with Nicky and he finds himself actually looking forward to his letters and random bits and bobs in the mail. Sometimes Nicky sends Booker Joe’s sketches and he keeps them up on his bedside, keeping them in sight as he falls asleep at night. Other times there’s a picture or two, taken by Nicky, of Joe. Joe on the corner of the sofa, curled up and dozing, Joe eyes crinkling as he laughs at something. Joe with those ridiculous sunglasses they bought on a whim over a very wet Welsh afternoon.

As the first chill of the season sets in, Booker asks about Joe.

He's fine. Missing you. We're heading to his family's beach house. He said you both used to go together?

Booker finds that he can smile a little easier when the memories come or when it is brought up that Joe misses him. It still tastes a little bittersweet but he can be happy about how he had the chance to experience these things with Joe. Even if he hadn't been the one to keep having them. 

Yes. He writes, But you both can do this together now. Make sure you pack extra blankets for yourself. I'm sure you know that he hogs them.

Nicky replies with a box of Marks and Spencer Welsh Cakes which Booker thanks with an assortment of Turkish Delights. 

Their correspondence slows as the weather cools further. Copley, when he tells him about what’s happening over Skype, merely asks him if it i a good idea to be even putting himself in the same sphere as Joe and Nicky when he had moved across the continent just to get away from the heartbreak. 

“I don’t see how it couldn’t be,” Booker says over the sizzling of the butter as he makes the cheese toasties that Joe used to love for breakfasts. He scratches at his chest, eyes watching the way the cheese oozes off its side.

“Mate, I don’t think you’re far removed enough to actually know how catastrophic this could be.”

“O ye, of little faith,” Booker huffs, flipping the toastie. “At some point I would like to be able to exist in the same city as him without melting into a puddle of heartbreak. If being friends with his soulmate helps get me there, I’m all for it.”

“You are a masochist, Mr Booker.”

Booker laughs even as he burns his finger on the pan.

He works harder than ever, learning and improving his own techniques under the tutelage of his colleagues and can appreciate the opportunity. There's already talks of him going to New York after the New Year's to accompany some of the artifacts that are being lent out for display. Booker is climbing the stairs up to his building, head down, free hand rubbing at his chest and reading through the latest methods of restoration on his phone when he bumps into a person rushing down. 

“Oh, sorry--”

“Booker.”

Joe’s eyes are big and wide when their gazes meet. Booker blinks, breathes in deep before looking behind him to see Nicky watching them from his landing, exhaling shakily as he whispers, deep and with feeling, “What the fuck are you guys doing here?”

--

Nicky nurses his cup of tea from his lean against the window and deftly avoids the inquiring glare Booker keeps sending his way from the safety of the kitchen. Joe, on the other hand, is carefully prowling the space of his studio flat he has made home, obviously cataloguing the way his books sit on the shelf and the way he has kept the space marginally clean-ish, how there are pictures and sketches tacked to the wall behind the dining table, the clear signs of a life he has built here.

“Let me get this straight, you picked up Nicky’s mail from the church, saw my handwriting, and decided to come all the way to Turkey. Just to see me,” Booker says, gesturing at their backpacks leaning against his door. “Again, let me ask, why?”

“Why?” Joe laughs, throat clicking when the sound comes out rough and raw. “You ask me why I would fly out to Turkey in the middle of the holiday season just to see my best friend who left me without telling me he got a job in Turkey and was going to leave without even so much as a goodbye, and you are asking me why I would come all the way out here just to chase you down? Are you perhaps short of a marble!”

“And what was I supposed to do! Linger around you when I was dying every single time I looked at you and knew I wasn’t your soulmate? We were going to spend our lives together, Joe! I loved you!”

Booker slaps his hand over his mouth and turns away, focusing on his breathing. “You love me?” Joe says softly in the stillness of the flat.

“I did. I do and I’m sorry,” He sighs, feeling his chest shake with his trembling breath. He presses the heel of his hand to his sternum. “I do. And it’s okay, Joe. I know you don’t love me in that way. It’s okay. I just need some time away to figure out how to love you like you need me to.”

“And what do you know about what I need from you?”

Booker feels Joe come close and allows himself to be turned around to be face to face with him. “Do you know I love you too?”

“Yeah,” He chuckles wetly, rubbing his nose with the back a hand. “I’m your best friend.”

Nicky choose this moment to speak. “Booker, look at him and listen. It’s what I’ve been trying to tell you in our letters. “

There’s an insistence in Nicky’s gaze that galvanises Booker to turn to Joe and meet his eyes head on. “I love you, Book. I always did. I still do. Even after the bullshit you’ve put me through.”

“But Nicky--” “Nicky’s my soulmate and I love him too.” Joe smiles, eyes gone liquor soft when Nicky returns his fond look. “But I’ve loved you for the longest time, Book. I still want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

The itch on his chest starts to burn.

“And you’re alright with this?” Booker breathlessly asks Nicky, taking a step back. “This- This whole Love, Actually thing is a situation you’re okay with?”

“Yes,” Nicky says, standing to cross the distance between them. Joe reaches for him then, tenderly touching him by the elbow while Nicky slides a hand to his cheeks and Booker feels immediately overwhelmed. He parts his mouth to speak when he doubles over dropping to his knees when the fire spreading over the skin on his chest sends him to his knees gasping for air. 

Joe keeps a hold on him while Nicky looks him over with clear worry. “Fuck!” Booker groans, trying to arch away. Clawing at his shirt, he tears at it until the buttons plink on the floor as they fall. For a moment, he does not register the dark lines that spread over his sternum. Running shaking fingers over his raw skin, Booker barely holds back the awed gasp at the scimitar and longsword twined together with thorns and roses. 

“Well,” Nicky laughs softly, cupping him by the side of the head, sweeping him into a gentle kiss. In that second that their lips touch, Booker feels his heartbeat skip a notch. “I guess this answers things, doesn’t it?”

-- Epilogue --

“That’s the last of the boxes.”

Joe kicks the door shut behind him, dropping the bags in his hands to the floor, ignoring the evil eye sent his way by Nicky who had warned them against scuffing up the hardwood floors. Booker throws himself onto the sofa with a sigh and Joe, grinning like a maniac, does a running start before launching himself onto Booker. 

“Oof!” And then after a beat and a wiggle. “Joe, you’re suffocating me and I can feel your dick against my ass.”

They’ve finally moved into their first home together. It had taken a bit more effort after Turkey to keep their fledgling relationship going but all’s well, ends well and Booker is back with them after finishing up his contract with glowing recommendations and growing his contact list. Joe was ridiculously proud and he knows Nicky feels the same too. 

They’ll need to work hard over the next two days to spruce the place up in time for their housewarming. Their friends and families will be here and Joe cannot wait to show off his loves. Wrapping his arms around Nicky and pulling him along back to the sofa where Booker is, he basks in the happy warmth of feeling whole with his heart in one piece.

#joe x booker x nicky #booker x joe x nicky #joe x nicky x booker #the old guard fic #gab writes stuff #please dear god give me wisdom to never do this again #this was too long and i am FUCKING EXHAUSTED #I am going to bed

[insignem]

@Rules: tag nine people you want to get to know better or catch up with, then answer these questions:

Thank you for the tag @igotnothingclever!

Three ships: Uhhhh should they be top three? That’s difficult, but, currently Joe x Nicky of course. Charles/Erik from X-Men. And Achilles/Patroclus. Might as well keep going... Steve/Bucky. Jyn/Cassian, Han/Leia, Finn/Poe. Malex from RNM. Sterek was fun back in the day. Dean/Cas was too. LUKE/REID. Definitely others that I enjoy in media but I don’t know if I can really call it shipping if there isn’t really a fandom for them/I haven’t read or thought about writing fanfic for them? Thinking back to the ships I LOVED in the books I read growing up... Sabriel/Touchstone! Daine/Numair, Alanna/George! Definitely others from mythology. I’m suuuure there are more.

Last song: It was probably the Killers but not sure exactly which song!

Last movie: The Fall (with Lee Pace; it’s absolutely stunning and I enjoyed the story quite a lot!)

Currently craving: Fewer roommates. Significantly more hours in the day to do all the things I want to do!! Warmth and sunshine. (this sounds darker than intended; I just started my day coaching in sub-freezing temps). The ability to write the stories I want to write more quickly.

Currently reading: Other than fanfiction?? I finished The Water Dancer recently, and am listening to The Bear and the Nightingale on audiobook. I spent the last four days mainlining every ancient source on classical Greek naval warfare that I could find for a project, so there’s that.

Umm I never know how to tag these things! Is it bad etiquette to tag people who don’t follow me? Obviously please ignore if you would rather not! @nielrian @sabrinachill @viridianpanther @youareiron-andyouarestrong @prettyasadiagram @outphan @fuckyeahisawthat @ninswhimsy @nemonihilominus //anyone who wants to do this!

#tumblr #tagged #about me

[tcn1205]

Do you have any other ships that you dont draw as much as you wish you could

Yeah, I have my favorite ships in other fandoms beside MLP.

Mari X Kanan (Love Live Sunshine)

Nicky X Lorna (OITNB)

etc

[aftgbingo]

AFTG Bingo 2018: Round-up

Hello everyone! I promised a round-up post, and here it is! <3 The event ended as soon as 2018 did, but it took me a while to compile all of this great, great work by the AFTG fandom. Requests have been sent in for another Bingo event, so... let’s see what happens, shall we? ;) Expect an update by next week!

This is a round-up of all the posts I’ve reblogged for the event, with links directing to the creator’s post (if the creator moved blogs or deleted and the original post can’t be found, the link is to the reblog or to the AO3 link). If it’s not on the blog, it’s because it was posted on Tumblr past the deadline (December 31, 2018). Please, please message me if anything is wrong/missing!

A/N: I know, I know, this is months late, I am so sorry :( But better late than never, right? - Dom, @exyjunkies

Bingo Card: Andreil

Fanfiction

why don’t we just run away? by paleromantic & tylerscreamingintothevoid

Prompt/s: Old flame

Taking the Bait by thegirlwiththeprettybrowneyes

Prompt/s: One of them is a celebrity

It’s the Thought that Counts by @gluupor

Prompt/s: Gift-giving, Couple [blank]

It’s Been Three Weeks by tylerscreamingintothevoid

Prompt/s: Glad-to-be-alive sex

The Amazing Adventures of Bitch Boy by thegirlwiththeprettybrowneyes

Prompt/s: “Do it. I dare you.”

Like I Would Give Something Like This Away? by paleromantic & tylerscreamingintothevoid

Prompt/s: Hug and comment

Better Late than Never by @gluupor

Prompt/s: Cooperation in prison, Glad-to-be-alive sex

Yee-(Maybe We Could Try This Again)-Haw! by thegirlwiththeprettybrowneyes

Prompt/s: Old flame

[Untitled] by @nakasomethingkun

Prompt/s: On the commute home

None But You by @gluupor

Prompt/s: Old flame, Slow burn, Self-proclaimed love interest

[Untitled] by @wesawbears

Prompt/s: Soulmate AU

Sir Fat Cat McCatterson v.s. the World by @mokuuton

Prompt/s: Gift-giving

Don’t Break the Seal by @gluupor

Prompt/s: Non-human AU, Bloodshed, “What the fuck?”

Everything is Fine! by @gluupor

Prompt/s: Soulmate AU

Tale as Old as Time by @gluupor​

Prompt/s: A weapon of choice, “Do it. I dare you.”, Kiss of life

I’ll Take You Down Now, Make You Watch Me by tylerscreamingintothevoid

Prompt/s: “Do it. I dare you.”

Andrew Versus the Truth, chapter 2 by @gluupor

Prompt/s: “It’s not a date!”, Hug and comment

misunderstanding by @mokuuton

Prompt/s: “It’s not a date!”

Fake It ‘Til You Make It by @gluupor

Prompt/s: One of them’s a celebrity, Money, On the commute home

a place to call home by @mokuuton

Prompt/s: Card’s free space

Where You Lead by @gluupor

Prompt/s: Taking their kids to daycare, Both of them do a TV interview

The Life of a Star by @gluupor

Prompt/s: Card’s free space

prologue by @mokuuton

Prompt/s: Non-human AU

Fanart

fanart by @fornavngoesexy | Prompt/s: Kiss of life

fanart by @ahkielos | Prompt/s: “What the fuck?”

fanart by @fornavngoesexy | Prompt/s: Couple [blank]

fanart by @fornavngoesexy | Prompt/s: “Do it. I dare you.”

fanart by @fornavngoesexy | Prompt/s: Taking their kids to daycare

fanart by @fornavngoesexy​ | Prompt/s: Non-human AU

fanart by @fornavngoesexy | Prompt/s: “It’s not a date!”

fanart by @fornavngoesexy | Prompt/s: Old flame

fanart by @fornavngoesexy | Prompt/s: Gift-giving

fanart by: @fornavngoesexy | Prompt/s: Card’s free space

fanart by: @ahkielos | Prompt/s: A weapon of choice, Cooperation in prison

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Bingo card: Jerejean

Fanfiction

[Untitled] by @only-ainsley

Prompt/s: *unmentioned*

Deja Vu by @storyalchemist

Prompt/s: Folding paper cranes

A New Guardian Angel by tylerscreamingintothevoid

Prompt/s: Jealousy

Breath of Fresh Air by @storyalchemist

Prompt/s: One of them is an artist

[Untitled] by @only-ainsley

Prompt/s: Battle Royale AU

[Untitled] by @only-ainsley

Prompt/s: Card’s free space

Melting Frost by @storyalchemist

Prompt/s: A corny joke

The Only Thing I Want to Hear from Your Mouth Is My Name (You Have Such Nice Hands) by tylerscreamingintothevoid

Prompt/s: Hands

through the storm by @bi-gansey

Prompt/s: Safety

sunshine riptide by @neiljortsens

Prompt/s: The color yellow, One of them is an artist

look around (look around) at how lucky we are to be alive right now by @only-ainsley

Prompt/s: By the fire, “That’s ridiculous!”

new hope by @bi-gansey

Prompt/s: Folding paper cranes

Feed the monster by @andreil-minyasten

Prompt/s: Jealousy

safe by @namaaz

Prompt/s: Safety

Clashing Heads by @storyalchemist

Prompt/s: Will they, or won’t they?

light the way by@storyalchemist​

Prompt/s: Card’s free space

[Untitled] by @only-ainsley

Prompt/s: Hands

Fanart

fanart by @bi-gansey | Prompt/s: The color yellow

fanart by @bi-gansey | Prompt/s: Baking cookies

Headcanons

headcanon by @bi-gansey | Prompt/s: One of them has long hair

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Bingo Card: Renison

Fanfiction

i can think of something better by @allisoinreynolds

Prompt/s: Friends to Lovers, “Oops. We forgot.”, Mismatching socks

Fanart

fanart by @allisoinreynolds | Prompt/s: Both are Youtubers

fanart by @allisoinreynolds | Prompt/s: The night shift

fanart by @allisoinreynolds | Prompt/s: Hitchhiker AU

fanart by @allisoinreynolds | Prompt/s: One gets a chance to be an astronaut

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Bingo Card: Dan x Matt

Fanfiction

tell me something by @zombiesolace

Prompt/s: Chick magnet

bare with me by @zombiesolace

Prompt/s: “You’re not going anywhere.”

i have no complaints by @zombiesolace​

Prompt/s: *unmentioned*

for this is refuge by @zombiesolace

Prompt/s: [blank] is on the way!

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Bingo Card: Nicky x Erik

Fanfiction

domestic + unexpected by @mokuuton

Prompt/s: “I don’t even like Exy that much.”, Wedding in Vegas, Both propose at the same time

inevitable by @mokuuton

Prompt/s: “Is this seat taken?”

‘til death - by @mokuuton

Prompt/s: One wakes up in the past

funeral by @mokuuton

Prompt/s: Funeral

squish by @mokuuton

Prompt/s: “Not with that attitude!”

love, like you by @mokuuton

Prompt/s: Box of crayons, Spoons and forks

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Bingo Card: Brosten

Fanfiction

meeting challenges (and failing them) by corsage

Prompt/s: A large display of Lego blocks

The Brosten Card by @exactly13percent

Prompt/s: Happiness, Afraid of death, Never Have I Ever, “It’s not over, is it?”

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Bingo Card: Aaron x Katelyn

Fanfiction

got me acting like I’ve never done this before. by paleromantic

Prompt/s: Speed dating

my missing puzzle piece. by paleromantic & tylerscreamingintothevoid

Prompt/s: Their first political protest

don’t say we’re not meant to be. by paleromantic

Prompt/s: Familial conflict

when you smile (the whole world stops and stares) by paleromantic

Prompt/s: One decides to go bald

all that you are, is all that I’ll ever need. by paleromantic & tylerscreamingintothevoid

Prompt/s: Card’s free space

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Bingo Card: Twinyards

Fanfiction

A Birthday Wish by @yeollie-bells

Prompt/s: Card’s free space, “Who did this to you?”, A big red lollipop

Scavenger Hunt by @yeollie-bells​

Prompt/s: Scavenger hunt, Ordering at Subway, Cookie jars, Different hair colors, Songs on a jukebox, A rocket ship

An Old Notebook... by @yeollie-bells​

Prompt/s: A notebook full of [blank], Dysfunctional family, One pretends to be the other

The Twinyard Card by @exactly13percent

Prompt/s: Songs on a jukebox, One pretends to be the other, “If not now, then when?”, A notebook full of [blank], Card’s free space

Things come in Three’s. (Good or Bad) by @yeollie-bells

Prompt/s: “If not now, then when?”, Both get stranded

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Combination Works

Fanfiction

A Battle by @yeollie-bells 

Ships: Andreil, Jerejean, Brosten, Renison

Main Prompt: Battle Royale AU

#aftgbingo #aftg #all for the game #the foxhole court #tfc #2018 #entry: 2018 #admin post

[crterbennett]

My son Nicky Hemmick

THANK YOU MIKA !!!!

overall: who? / i hate them / i dislike them / kinda wanna fight them / they’re alright / i like them / i love them / *accidentally drops thousands of pictures of them*opinion: again, who??? / the purest bean / cinnamon roll / who knows really / sinnamon roll / the problematic favotp(s): him and erik, obviouslyother ship(s): nicky x questionable decisions#noromo ship(s): nicky and the twinyards!!!! will never not make me emo!!! he gave up so much for them and we Stan his sacrifices in this householdcrack ship(s): idk if it’s really cracky, but can you imagine nicky and jeremy... too much sunshine. no shades would be dark enoughfav headcanon(s): HIM BEING THE SOCIAL MEDIA ICON OF THE FOXES. him on snapchat All the TIME, always posting about the other foxes and sharing his favorite moments with erik through stories and videos. him commenting on everyone’s instagrams like its his Job. he has so many twitter followers. he gets curiouscats from people asking him abt erik and telling him to eat well, like he’s That kind of social-media-loved. he’s just so supportive and cares about everyone so much and i feel like that would be really evident from his social media accounts

send me a character!

#bless u.... i love u #answered #blurredmxnds

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🎲🎵 + 16!

This was challenging yet a lot of fun!

You Are My Sunshine (with Chris Stapleton) - Morgane Stapleton [ Nicky Reynolds x Sunshine ]

Someone You Loved - Lewis Capaldi [ Sydney Delmonica ]

All I Ask of You (with Kelly Clarkson) - Josh Groban [ Jay x Helen (@afluffykiwi aka you. LOL) ]

I Can’t Make You Love Me - Boyz II Men [ Jay Daniels x Sunshine ]

Crawling (Mike Shinoda Reanimation) - Linkin Park, Aaron Lewis [ Felicity Taylor ]

Pierre - Ryn Weaver [ Parker Donovan ]

Take A Chance on Me - Julie Walters [ Bridget Moriarty ]

No Good Deed - Idina Menzel [ Alex Fletcher ]

Stand By Me - Bootstraps [ Keira Briggs… Too easy ]

Numb - Linkin Park [ Jesse Goodwin ]

I’m a Mess - Bebe Rexha [ Billie Warren ]

Supermassive Black Hole - MUSE [ Parker Donovan ]

If I Give My Heart to You - Doris Day [ Lew Jamison x Maggie O’Connell ]

Somewhere Only We Know - [ Edmund Pevensie x Eleanor Crawford ]

Can’t Take My Eyes Off You - Lady A [ Unnamed Outer Range OC x Rhett Abbott ]

That Don’t Impress Me Much - Shania Twain [ Toni Marshall ]

#ask: answered #ship: nicky x sunshine #oc: sydney delmonica #ship: jay x helen #ship: jay x sunshine #oc: felicity taylor #oc: parker donovan #oc: alex fletcher #oc: keira briggs #oc: jesse goodwin #oc: billie warren #ship: maggie x lew #ship: edmund x eleanor #oc: toni marshall #oc: bridget moriarty

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SUNSHINE (ELI EDITION) + SOCIAL MEDIA (x)

GENERAL TAG LIST: @afluffykiwi @arrthurpendragon​ @luucypevensie​ @heirsoflilith @wokenhardies @anotherunreadblog (want to be added? send me an ask!)

#yes there are two versions because I can't decide if I like Eli or Nicky better #oc: sunshine #oc: eli montgomery #series: social media #collab: laaab #ship: eli x sunshine

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The Songboard Meme ☆ Sunshine & Nicky + My Best Friend

↳ asked by @afluffykiwi

[ Send me a 🎵+ an oc or pairing ]

#ocappreciation #my edit #story: life after #collab: laaab #ship: nicky x sunshine #oc: nicky reynolds #oc: sunshine #series: the songboard meme

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nicky n sunshine ? am i remembering that potential relationship right?

Oh there is so much potential. I LOVE them together.

[ Nicky x Sunshine ]

Name: Cassandra ‘Cassie’ Helen Reynolds

Gender: Female

General Appearance: Dark wavy hair and dark eyes. She is also short like her mama. Nicky loves it because he is a TALL BOY. So both of his girls are tiny compared to him.

Personality: She is one of the most bubbly people you would ever meet. The girl radiates happiness and optimism just like her dad. She’s constantly smiling and laughing. She’s a super social person and would give the coat off her back to a total stranger. She’s literally the light of Nicky and Sunshine’s lives.

Special Talents: She can forage anyone’s signature and mimic anyone’s handwriting… Which has gotten her in trouble multiple times in school. Her friends would often ask her to sign permission slips and doctor’s notes for them. She doesn’t do anything too risky with this talent. Her dad is a cop and there is absolutely no way she’s gonna do anything illegal.

Who they like better: She honestly likes them both equally. She doesn’t pick favorites… But Nicky sure does. Nicky spoils the CRAP out of his little girl. Even though he would never admit it to her siblings, she’s totally his favorite.

Who they take after more: Nicky for sure. She’s waaaaaay too happy and optimistic.

Personal Headcanon: She loves to sing and dance. She chalks it up to the fact that her parents often sang and danced around the kitchen together when she was little (who am I kidding, they never stopped). They would usually grab her and dance around with her too.

Face Claim: Zoey Deutch

#misc: answered #misc: asks #misc: my ocs #story: life after #life after: the next gen #oc: cassie reynolds #ship: sunshine x nicky