#thank you Gibby!!!

[sentientstump]

the team performed Configuration collapse!

get folded back into your sarcophagus, idiot

#thank you dedusmuln for uncovering such an ancient gesture related to paper as well #maybe its related to the folding of paper cups... indeed there is so much to discover what have not been seen before! #inspiration for this was seeing the unfolding gibby cutscene again and i was like no fold back you absolute dinner plate #hylics #hylics 2 #pongorma #dedusmuln #somsnosa #wayne hylics #gibby hylics #gibby redivivus #m thats curious i will use both tags then #artstump

[lesbiangiratina]

Does the ps5 have to save clips of all my achievements this just makes me feel bad.

Im sorry The lilah.

#im so fucking back though. ive never played strive at a healthy framerate. its scary. testament shouldnt be moving this fast. #ANY girls want to come over and waych me fight cpus on normal difficulty… #maybe hard. maybe. i kind of dont like the ps5 controller its so fucking sensitive. #im always jumping around when i dont mean to. and i hold p on unholy diver like a fucking Millisecond too long. like 75% of the time. #and i dont liek where the joystick is… and i dont like using dpads like this #urgh…….. #BUT ANYWAY YAYYYYYY……. #some life stuff going on rn but i feel better now. thank you gibby gear. #the kat goes meow #gg

[absentmoon]

🏁 + 🍊 plsssss 👀👀👀

ask game

URGHG yrghgg. oh my god oh no oh my god Ok. these two are ego powerhouses. in the wonderful storyline of My Brain they didn't like ummm super. get along at first BUT they reconciled their differences and are doing better now:)

in my mind . its like really challenging. i think benny thinks gibby is stuck up and gibby thinks benny is too cocky BUT theyre getting along better and have gained a mutual respect. however i think theyd team up against me which is evil.

#THANK YOU glares. #daisy.txt #moot tag #sinaya #🎰.benny #🍊.gibby

[jirving]

I wish you were a painter from the 18th century so I could study and admire your work in school instead of you being a Tumblr blogger who makes fanart for fandoms I'm not in and therefore can't reblog because it would make me feel weird

i hope all of my art makes you feel weird

#this is very kind LOVING the implications that i could be great if only it weren’t for my stupid tumblr blog #i am also. a real life artist <3 #thank you anon i’m glad you liked my gibby painting #asks

[lady-laura-speaks]

What the hell are theses shots on goal???

17 to 33, and the Ducks are winning.

#ducks lb #everyone say thank you to Gibby

[purpleneutrino]

pre-timeskip nami has my heart 🍊🧡

a kofi commission for gibby! @gibbarts thank you so much for the support!!

my kofi

#one piece #nami #cat burglar nami #one piece nami #op nami #nami fanart #one piece fanart #my art

[adorethedistance]

Thought of You - Trevor Zegras x Reader

Hockey Masterlist

Warnings: swearing, PDA

Words: 1386

Requested: hi!! can you please write something with trevor zegras where he is extra clingy after a long roadie? thanks sm!! 💗💗

A/n: This got a little heated at the end and I didn’t intend to do that lol whoops.

“Y/NNNNN!!!” I hear Trevor bellow outside as he bangs on the front door to my apartment.

“Give me a second,” I squeak as I clamber off the couch to answer the door. The cold tile under my feet is a shock that goes forgotten as soon as I see my boyfriend’s face for the first time in two weeks. “It’s almost midnight you’re gonna wake my neighbors.”

“I don’t care! I need everyone to know hOW MUCH I LOVE THIS GIRL, RIGHT HERE!”

“Get inside before you get me evicted,” I scold him, although I’m unable to keep myself from smiling. Once he practically slams the door behind us, Trevor smothers me with the biggest hug, unintentionally lifting me slightly off the ground for a moment.

“Oh my god, Trevor!”

“I missed you so fucking much, baby.”

“I missed you too, I-hmm,” I hum in surprise when he grabs my jaw in his right hand and kisses me with as much as passion as a lifetime could possess. The kiss is sloppy and desperate, it reminds me of the time we had sex the back of his BMW. When he pulls away he looks in my eyes and simply melts. Sweet relief doesn’t even begin to describe the way his gaze drinks me in. If this feeling could be contained and replicated, it would be the most catasrophic epidemic known to mankind.

“How was your trip?” I ask as if we haven’t facetimed everyday since he’s been gone.

“I mean we won three and lost three so,” he shrugs like it’s no big deal but I know how he mentally beats himself up for bad losses.

Trevor then smiles flirtatiously, reaching down to grab my hand in his and place a kiss on the surface of each joint. He leads us over to the couch and flops down looking around the room with furrowed brows.

“Where’s the big costco throw blanket you got?”

“Right behind you, dork. I thought you ran hot anyways?”

“Well, yeah, I do, but I know you don’t.” My heart soars at his thoughtfulness and I’m overcome with happiness. I blink back into the moment and sit on the couch directly next to Trevor. His arm is draped over the seatback of the small sofa as I lean into him, resting my head on his chest. He unfolds the blanket to cover my bare legs and then takes my left hand in his right once more. He absentmindedly traces shapes and paths over the surface of my skin, occasionally stopping to maintain unconditional contact.

“Did I already tell you about when Mason and I went out after playing Colorado and he asked a girl for her number and she said no?”

“Yes.”

“Oh… Did I tell you about when Gibby dropped his stick during practice?”

“Yes.”

“What about Terry’s fight-”

“Yes.”

“Is there anything I didn’t tell you?”

“Maybe if you didn’t talk so much I could say yes, but for now, probably not.” I lift my head to look up at Trevor and he scrunches his face in annoyance. He falls quiet once again for a short moment before taking a big breath.

“I guess I’m out of- oh no wait there is something I haven’t told you!”

“Enlighten me,” I sit up and face Trevor completely, blinking slowly and attentively.

“Everywhere I went, I thought of you.”

“Well that’s not new information-”

“Let me finish! Everywhere I went, I thought of you because… music!”

“What?”

“When I was away, I went to a ton of different places and all of them had music of some kind. And, I don’t know, just… hearing all these songs about love, I thought of you…” His hand stops tracing patterns on mine. He’s frozen, uncharacteristically silent. I can see the cogs turning in his mind as he’s trying to wrap his head around something unknown. “I thought of you…” he repeats to himself in a whisper.

“Hey,” I say, softly trying to get his attention without breaking the moment entirely. “I love you.”

More silence.

Trevor scans my face for a moment before declaring, “I’m gonna marry you.” The statement is so vulnerable it catches me off guard and all I can do is laugh. Trevor begins laughing with me, realizing how absurd that sounds because I’m missing the context of his internal thought process. “I’m serious, Y/n. I want to marry you some day.” I develop an endeared smile and place a kiss on his cheek bone. He kisses mine as well and then wraps both arms around me to hug me securely. His arms feel so sturdy around me and he smells like cedarwood, like home. I hold him close for a moment before he speaks again.

“What the fuck, dude. Have you never had your heart broken?” The question catches me off guard once more and I burst out laughing before pulling away just enough to see his face.

“Why do you ask?”

“You just hug with so much love. I’m surprised no one’s broken your heart yet.”

“I’ve had my share of heartbreak, but that doesn’t mean you get to add to the collection.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it.” Trevor quickly pecks my forehead before singing a very off key rendition of “Don’t go breaking my heart” to himself. I let him get through the chorus before I decide I’ve had enough, and bring him in for a kiss.

“Not that I don’t love your singing but maybe don’t quit your day job.”

“I’m gonna quit hockey and become a singer full time just to annoy you,” Trevor says as he stops hugging me. He grabs me by my hips and nudges me gently, indicating he wants me on his lap. I comply.

“Oh my god, please don’t.”

“I’m the next Taylor Swift, dude.” Trevor unintentionally laughs at how ridiculous he sounds and I straddle him gently.

“I highly doubt that.” He rests both hands on either side of my hips, slowly inching the right one forward so he can grab my ass. The gesture is subconcious judging by the gleam in his eyes as he takes in my form.

“You don’t know how much musical talent I have!”

“I know how much hockey talent you have and your luck has gotta run out somewhere, so…”

“Follow your dreams until they annoy your girlfriend, that’s the saying, right?”

“Yeah, you nailed that.” When I finish my statement we stare at each other for a moment before breaking into gradual fits of laughter. Any other night and we probably wouldn’t think twice about what we’ve been saying, but seeing him after so long makes the both of us giddy inside. Trevor compulsively leans forward to kiss my cheek then rest on the back of the couch again. I chase after him, leaning in to close the gap between us. My lips are on his once again tonight and the kiss is far more heated this time. His tongue grazes my bottom lip before gently sucking it into his own mouth. I sigh into the kiss. Too many nights alone with a vibe will never do these make out sessions justice.

Trevor grips my hips harder as he deepens the kiss, running his large hands down the sides of my thighs. The action ignites a wave of chills over the surface of my skin and I shiver a tiny bit as an outlet. I reach up to hold my hands behind his head, gripping the tufts of hair on the back of his neck. Trevor hums into my mouth a groan of desire and lust. The pads of his thumbs are rough against my bare legs, and the sensation is replaced when I notice he’s run his hands higher on my legs to disappear under the hem of my sleep shorts. I bite down on his lower lip and Trevor takes it as a sign that he can get rougher with the kiss. The feeling of his lips against mine consumes my every thought as I get lost in his touch, his scent, his kiss.

“Do you want to take this to the bedroom?” Trevor asks, his voice low and gravelly in my ear. I look at him and nod yes seriously but enthusiastically.

“I missed you…”

“I need you.”

***

A/n: hope you enjoyed reading and my requests are still open if anyone has something they’d like to submit!

#thought of you #Trevor Zegras #Trevor Zegras fanfiction #Trevor Zegras fanfic #Trevor Zegras fic #Trevor Zegras imagine #Trevor Zegras writing #Trevor Zegras blurb #Trevor Zegras oneshot #Trevor Zegras one shot #Trevor Zegras x reader #Trevor Zegras x y/n #Trevor Zegras reader insert #Trevor Zegras fluff #Trevor Zegras smut #Trevor Zegras angst #TZ 11 #TZ 46 #nhl #NHL imagine #NHL fanfiction #NHL fic #baby duck

[tainted-red]

Best friends.

TWS: N0n c0n, Best friend kink, Gr0ping, Sleepy reader, Drunk reader.

Summary: Rafe is the reader best friend, Rafe swears to keep the reader safe. Little does she know…

Y/n and Rafe cameron were a package deal.

Rafe protects Y/n from random boys and Y/n protects Rafe from doing stupid stuff.

Yet Rafe encourages Y/n To do stupid shit, that's exactly what he is doing right now.

“C’mon Y/n. Just a couple more rounds. I promise I'll protect you” Rafe begs Y/n.

“Fine but say it with a smile” Y/n teased.

Rafe smiles at her “Pretty please. With a cherry on top” Rafe mocks.

Y/n lightly pushes his head. He dramatically stumbled back.

He chuckles and wraps his arm around y/n’s shoulder. Guiding her to get more drinks from the stupid party ‘bar’.

“Four shots” Rafe clicks “Alright” Topper sighs.

The alcohol really starting to kick into y/n’s system.

“Alright, pretty lady” Rafe bites his lip, getting y/n drunker and drunker.

She picks up the shot and shoots it down her throat, “Wow, didn't even wait for me” Rafe jokes.

He then takes the shot “Last one” Rafe seethed.

They both grab your shot but wrap your arm around each others.

Letting the burning liquid go down there stomachs. Leaving a warm feeling wherever it ends up.

“Aright, let's dance” Y/n slurred to Rafe.

(Rafe point of view, now)

I smirked at the drunk sight of my innocent friend.

We go over to the dance floor, and y/n starts to sway her hips without a care in the world.

Suddenly a random pogue starts to flirt with her, I wait until it gets ugly. She starts to yell at him.

He grabs onto her wrist, I step closer to the two “Get. The. Fuck. Away. From. Her” I clench my jaw.

“What are you gonna do ‘bout it, get daddy to get a hitman” The pogue jokes.

“No. I'll cut your hands off and shove it up your ass. Keep your hands off her” I spit, pushing him back.

“You're not worth it” The pogue rolls his eyes and walks away.

I run up and wrap my arms around y/n “He's gone” I whisper in her ear. Calming her.

“Can we leave Rafe, I don't feel good” Y/n begs, falling into my arms.

“Of course. We're going to my place though” I inform her while picking her up bridal style.

“Rafe, I'm gonna pass out” Y/n slurs.

“Don't worry I got you y/n” I calm her.

I place her in the back of my car.

Once I'm in I drive to my house. There wasn't much traffic considering it was 2 am.

“Rafeeeee, I'm tired. Crash the car I don't feel a thing” Y/n slurs once again.

“You can sleep in my bed,” I tell her.

“Like always” She giggles.

We arrive at my house, and I pick her up in my arms “Careful” I groan as she tugs on the back of my shirt, choking me.

“Sorry Rafey” She mocks my name while laughing adorably.

“It's alright y/n/n” I grin down at her.

Tossing her on my bed.

“Come cuddle me” Y/n cries.

“Okay but you need to sleep this off. Better not throw up on me” I joke.

I sit on the bed and she puts her head on my lap. Her dress rides up the thighs. I stroke her hair.

“Can you put on a show?” She asks quietly and shyly.

“Of course” I sigh.

Grabbing my remote and putting on icarly “Yes. I love you thank you” She smiles, focusing on the show.

I slowly slide her dress all the way up. She's clearly out of it.

She starts to laugh at the show, something about Gibby asking for cash when he would get zero dollars for whatever he was selling.

I pull her graze my hand over her clit, her thighs tensing up.

She slowly drifts off into a somewhat sleeping state.

I make it worth my while by pushing her off me softly. And taking her dress off.

She wasn't wearing a bra so I got a perfect view of her beautiful body.

The only thing covering her body was a black thong.

I take it off and pull down my shorts and boxers.

Lining myself over her slit.

Massaging her boobs slowly.

I push myself into her. I felt her body tense up.

I throw my head back In pleasure.

Slamming into her at a steady but quick pace.

Praying she wouldn't wake up.

I felt my stomach tighten, I groan and let my liquid fill her up.

I pull up my shorts and get a rag and a shirt of mine.

When I got back she was awake, “what's going on,” She asks while looking down at her naked body.

“You kinda threw up all over yourself” I grin.

I wipe her vagina and then threw the rag. So lucky she couldn't feel a thing.

“Cmon sit up” I bite my lip trying to put her shirt on her.

“I don't feel good-” her mouth fills with barf. I bring her to the washroom and hold her hair back.

I rub her back as she left lets it all out.

Once she's down I wipe her mouth with a clindex.

“Thank you, Rafe. Gosh, what would I do without you” She giggles.

“Probably be covered in vomit” I joke (ish).

She fake laughs, I kiss her head and laugh.

“Time to sleep” I decided.

I throw her over my shoulder. Making her laugh even harder.

I gently place her down on the bed.

We both lay down and I throw my arm over her waist.

#rafe outer banks #obx smut #outer banks #rafe cameron fanfiction #outerbanks rafe #rafe cameron x you #rafe x reader #rafe smut #billy loomis #drew starkey #jj maybank #rafe angst #scream 2022 #smut visuals #topper thorton smut #rafe obx #rafe x you #rafe cameron #rafe imagine

[swampycreatures]

When it’s the last day and you haven’t met quota :)

Photo referenced under the cut!

❤️A Special Thank You to Gibby from ICarly❤️

#my art #swampy art tag #digital art #fan art #lethal company #lethal company meme #lethal company fanart #icarly gibby #gibby with the stop sign #Gibby with the stop sign is said like the steel chair line #silly art #lethal company is such a good game #feel like I heavily referenced this photo #do it for the company

[thebaileybugle]

Medicine

Pairing: L. Jethro Gibbs x gn!reader

Warning(s): Language, mention of a drug/night quill? (i think it is anyway) and being drugged

A/N: I have absolutely no ideas for writing, if you have requests or ideas my ask box is open, or here is a form

“Y/N!” The silver-headed man yelled after you as he ran down the stairs toward the basement.

“No!” You yelled back while giggling loudly.

“Get your pretty little ass over here!”

“Pretty?”

“Pre- yes pretty, you are very pretty now can you come here so I can tell you more about just how pretty you are.”

“Nu uh, you’re gonna give me medicine!” You spat out the last word with small bit of venom.

Jethro knew this would happen. The second the dentist called him to pick you up, he knew the mission of taking care of you after would be like no other.

“I have to give you medicine because the doctor said to baby!”

“Don’t baby me, Leroy.” The gasp that slipped past Jethro's lips had you giggling as you rounded the couch to separate you and your ex-marine boyfriend.

“Thought you wanted me to baby you, isnt that what you said in the car?"

“That was until you betrayed me.”

“It’s just night quill so you can sleep off the anesthetic stuff.”

“No I wanna feel loopy.”

…

It was completely silent after you responded and in your state, that scared you way more than it should’ve. You looked back only to find an empty spot where your boyfriend was chasing you.

“Jetty… Gibby?”

When you tried to tip toe backwards and turn forward again, said man jumped in front of you and wrapped his arms round you.

“Ha!”

“Ahh!”

“Gotcha baby.” He laughed and glanced down to see your face. “Oh come on don’t pout.”

"M' not poutin'."

“Sure you aren't sweetheart, but you’ll thank me when you wake up.”

“That’s what you think.”

“Yes, it is, and if I'm wrong ill just kiss ya and cuddle ya all morning till ya love me again.”

#gibbs x reader #leroy jethro gibbs x reader #ncis #ncis reader insert #ncis x reader

[sneakysquirrelf5]

I wanted to send an update letting people know I’m going to be indefinitely done with these blogs. I had fun with it but because of the way my brain is, I’m not as fixated on UTY anymore. Maybe I’ll come back if I get a new spark or inspiration but consider the blog inactive. This includes any of my other character blogs as well (the two big ones being Dina and Gibby). I will keep the Mooch, Dina, and Gibby blogs up but delete any other ones (they were smaller so it’s not a big deal honestly)

Thank you for following me so far. If you want stuff from me go follow @maxie-pallet

TLDR: I’m going on indefinite hiatus

#ask mooch #underblog💛

[draisaitleons]

gibby/wyatt AND GIBBY/CONNOR MY LOVES!! tell us why you chose gibby to write about when he’s not a very common rpf character!

ahhhh thank you because you KNOW i love them so much, gibby has a special place in my heart !

okay, so gibby has just really interested me since... i wanna say the little collision he had with connor really put him on the map but i didn't start writing him until his fight with mrazek. i had the desire to start a thing based on him catching connor because... we all know i have a Thing for forwards and goalies from other teams i guess ! so it was a background thought for a long time and then he had that fight and all of a sudden, in one night i had written 2k of him being a nasty mean dom to mrazek AND THEN ! i got insane muse to write him with connor (of which i will pop a snippet below) and then you 🫵 decided to make me endeared to the stars (which i already slightly was because of wyatt/roope fics and that one mush/benny fic) and put gibby and wyatt in my mind and they.... make me sort of insane.

so, below the cut, i have two snippets !

gibby x connor

He does feel a little out of his depth as he forces himself to walk over to McDavid, effectively closing the space between them. He knows how some of the other guys might react to this, initially spellbound just by being in the presence of one of Canada’s golden boys. John feels it a little, he can’t deny that. Stronger men than him have fallen prey to this. It’s like McDavid’s got a gravitational pull and John is swept up in it so easily, orbiting him like he was made for it. That doesn’t mean he’s going to be a starstruck little fanboy, though. 

“Are you lost?”

McDavid blinks and John just watches him. 

“No,” he says after what feels like an eternity, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. 

John stays silent, waiting for McDavid to offer up anything else. When he doesn’t, John shrugs and turns away to head down the corridor. It’s not that he isn’t intrigued by all of this, the unknown of it all, it’s just that he doesn’t really know what to do with it. And if McDavid won’t talk to him, he’s not going to stand there and beg for his attention. 

~~

“Kneel.”

There’s a brief moment where John doesn’t think he’ll do it. That he’ll back out and they’ll pretend this didn’t happen. John will watch his retreating frame and wonder what exactly made him want to stop. It’s fleeting, because as soon as John has thought it, McDavid is dropping down to one knee and then the other, gazing up at John like he holds the answers to the entire world. 

John watches with interest, reaching down to cup McDavid’s cheek. His fingers stroke out over his skin slowly, guiding his head back so he can look at him properly. There’s clear arousal in McDavid’s gaze and he looks like he’s itching to reach out and touch him but John hasn’t given him permission yet. It’s a heady realisation that McDavid is waiting for something, waiting for John to tell him he can do something. 

“You’re such a good boy, aren’t you, sweetheart? You’d do anything for me.”

McDavid’s eyelashes are long and black against his cheeks when his eyes close and John wonders if they always look like that or if it’s the lighting, the angle. An angle most people will never see him in, meaning John is one of the luckiest men alive to get to indulge in this. 

gibby x wyatt

“What makes you think I’d let you push me around?”

John grins despite himself, reaching up to brush his thumb over the side of Wyatt’s neck softly. He has at least thirty pounds on Wyatt, he can do whatever he wants to him. They both know that. But Wyatt is trusting him not to, not without Wyatt wanting it. John isn’t a bad guy, he doesn’t do things without making sure the other guy wants it just as much, but the thought that he could has always intrigued him a little bit. 

“You said you wanted me to teach you, didn’t you?”

“Yes.”

The lack of hesitation in Wyatt’s response gives John reason to pause. He shouldn’t do this. He’s been toying with the idea of it this entire time but there’s no way he can do it. It would be awful of him to take Wyatt up on this. He’d do terrible, awful things to him. God, John wants to.

His hand fits easily over the column of Wyatt’s throat, like it was made for this. His palm is soft and warm against Wyatt’s throat, fingertips pressing into the side of his neck. Wyatt swallows and John feels it. 

“You like this?”

Wyatt’s eyes are wide and John is half expecting him to say no, back out and finally leave like he should have done instead of coming to find John. But instead, Wyatt nods. It’s not much, John’s hand is large against his delicate throat, but it’s enough. John can feel the telltale stirring of arousal in the pit of his stomach. It’s different to see Wyatt like this, rendered speechless by something that takes barely any effort from John. When only minutes ago, Wyatt had been yapping away about every little thought in his brain. 

~~

“Please, Gibby. Let me suck your cock.”

Wyatt stares up at him, eyes big and wide and wet. John has no fucking idea how he’s supposed to say no to that. He has no idea how Wyatt manages to look so sweet and innocent even though he’s begging to suck his cock right now. 

“Just — Jesus, kid.”

Colour licks at Wyatt’s cheeks, hand stroking along the length of his cock through his sweats, forearm pressing into his thigh. John reaches down to hold onto his wrist so he can’t do anything. 

“Come on, I can feel how much you want it.”

And — yeah, okay, he does.

#wip ask game #asks #hischiersdraisaitl #AHAHAHAH i put a lot under the cut but ! #i was feeling incensed to do so and wanted to share !

[dontlookforme00]

You know that meme from Icarly where Gibby is about to hit Spencer over the head with a stop sign? Can you do that as Harumi hitting Lloyd with a shovel?

No I did not know that meme but there's a first time for everything. Hereee you are!!

And here's the more fun, though admittedly not very-sense-making one:

Eh oh well. The poses and line art and colouring was very fun!! Thanks for the ask!! :]

#ninjago #lego ninjago #my art #lloyd garmadon #shitpost #ninjago fanart #ninjago shitpost #ninjago meme #harumi ninjago #harumi #harumi jade #harumi garmadon #lloyd ninjago #ninjago lloyd #art requests #platonic llorumi

[khiptid]

What's with Sizz and Smul.... im so curious

Thanks for the question!!! YAAAYYY

It's not too complicated really so I'll explain this to the best of my ability. Oh god I can sense many paragraphs coming

(a little far back before events of Hylics2) Sizzle was originally just a normal Wayne from Waynehouse at this point. They were a little more wacky and spontaneous than the others were, evident by the fact that they decided to sneak out one night. They'd heard tales of Old Wayne's previous adventures and wanted to recreate that same experience for themself.

Nearest by, it was only natural that they stopped by New Muldul first. Most dismissed them for the reason of already knowing their kind, from the house just over yonder. All had this same response except for one resident.

"What a remarkable visitor," Smuldunde remarks, seeing the wayne enter. "I've not seen you, yet I've heard tales from Dedusmuln before their departure. Welcome! You are free to stay as long as you like."

This particularly struck a chord deep inside Sizzle, and not in a bad way at all. Normally when referring to a wayne, most would say "all of you/us", or "one like you/us". Though, being referred to by just "you" felt really good for Sizzle. It felt comfortable. (maybe Wayne Prime can relate to this as well? Who knows)

By this alone, Sizzle was swayed toward wanting to befriend Smuldunde, deciding to stay in New Muldul for a little while longer. They talk together and stroll around town here and there, exploring a bit while getting to know one another.

After about a week of this routine passes, Sizzle says goodbye for now & ventures off on their own for a while. This is around the time that they meet the Sage of Time, the Sage of Life & the Sage of Skulls(bitches I made up) to be mentored in the ways of gestures and magics.

When Sizzle comes back to New Muldul one day, Smuldunde immediately recognized them despite their new attributes. New colors graced their head in coral-like protuberances, making for a unique flair. Sizzle didn't even notice the changes until it was pointed out. Perhaps becoming more attuned with their abilities sprouted these changes? Almost like a second metamorphosis.

Additionally, with this newfound transformation, they figure to have a more independant name, becoming Waynesizzle in reference to an experience they had lying in the sand under the blazing sun, hearing the sound of the warmth hitting their skin, as well as the sand shifting around. (it's also the sound they make when they use their magic)

In a way, they kind of really have Smuldunde to thank, they're the reason they truly wanted to become their own person. and the two become even closer because of that fact.

However, when the point comes when they start to look more like their true self, Sizzle meets someone new. One named Odozeir, of course. I'll cut to the chase, they were far too naïve to think everyone would be as kind as their friend Smuldunde. Taken advantage of, sapped of their abilities to aid in reviving Gibby, tossed into a vault, all of the above was the reason they were deemed missing for potentially more than a decade.

Spending that long in a dark place is terrible enough for anyone, could cause some memories to slip away, cause you to change for the worse. Yet… Smuldunde's kindness stuck with them throughout the years, being in their dreams and daydreams, which always seemed to blur together while being stuck in the vault.

All of the events that take place in Hylics 2 come and go, and by this point, it's now the era of Absent Moon/Hylics 3. The sages that Sizzle trained with have all passed, though their spirits remain. They visit Sizzle in a dream, reminding them of who they are before lending the final bits of their remaining energy to Sizzle in order to break from the prison, and that they do.

They venture out into the world again, saddened to see the state that the world is in now. Mutant visages of their own kind, senselessly attacking civilians and sometimes even each other. It was enough to make them more depressed than they already were.

Sizzle was always on the defense as they explored and searched. Searched for absolutely anyone who wouldn't attack.

A smile hadn't been shed from them for such a long time. That is, until...

Their mutual happiness was left unsaid, instead choosing to grasp each other tightly as if there was nothing else left to hold onto, tears falling onto each other like rain.

A confused Dedusmuln watches from the background, less baffled about this friendship unknown to them, and more about the fact that Sizzle was a normal wayne...for the most part. More normal than the mutants scattered across the land.

It didn't matter for now. Gaining back a valued ally, Sizzle & Smuldunde alone head to the now-fortified New Muldul as Dedusmuln ventures to regroup with Pongorma.

Lots of questions are exchanged once the two are back home. Any answer was satisfying, because the only thing that mattered was that they're reunited, and now more powerful together.

#hylics #hylics 2 #hylics oc #waynesona #Smuldunde #hylics smuldunde #smuldunde hylics #Absent Moon #hylics 3 #honk honk art tag #why did this literally take me 4 hours to type #I'm so ill #but yay thanks for the chance to be so normal!!! #anyone can ask more questions about this as well as ask me to reword some things if needed #can you guys see i'm so normal about smuldunde #and my fuckass waynesona #Waynesizzle

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FITFWT23: COPENHAGEN RECAP

Concert number: 42

Date: 31 Aug 2023

Place: Royal Arena

Capacity: 16K

Venue: [jdelf] [oli crump] [oli crump] [michael blackwell] [avid.livesound]

Livestream [x]

Louis Instagram

LTHQ Twitter and Instagram, Joshua, Joshua b&w, Joshua b&w

Concert Group Picture [Louis 😘]

Fashion: Casablanca t-shirt

Lithograph

Setlist

Photos: [HQ] [HQ] [HQ] [HQ] [HQ] [HQ] [HQ] [HQ] [HQ b&w] [HQ sitting] [HQ] [HQ] [x] [x] [x] [HQ barricade] [x] [x] [Joshua HQ] [barricade] [barricade] [gifs] [x] [HQ] [HQ] [HQ] [HQ] [barricade] [x] [x] [x] [gifs] [paradise lyrics] [location specific merch] [x] [oli, birthday boy] [x] [x] [HQ] [HQ b&w] [beautiful stage]

Videos: [x]

Speeches: Massive thank you [x], It’s fucking loud in Europe! [x]

Outro: Under Pressure, by Queen and David Bowie

Press:

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Misc: 28clothing posts about collection 1, Louis visits Gibby Anderson’s livestream, lthq posts about Bigger Than Me 1-year anniversary on IG and Twitter, Headline fan edit

#fitfwt23: copenhagen #louis tomlinson #31.8.2023 #fitfwt23: recaps

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also you make the hottest gibbys

THANK YOUUUUUUUU i loooove how i draw him too

#so nice. YOu see him twice.(to take up less space) #asks #hes very catered to my own tastes.