Secret Friend Day!

[skieswcrld]

hi @sportacringe ehe I'm your secret friend and sorry in advance for delaying your present wayy latter than I should (work stuff) I planned to write u a hurt/comfort fanfic of that one ep of The First Day of Summer where if robbie DID fall down the hole and how Sportacus would react to it (it's still a wip :() so I whipped up Sportacus and Robbie wearing their very stageplay outfit! (Sportacus wearing Íþróttaálfurinn outfits in Afram Latibær and Robbie wearing Glanni Glæpur catsuit lol) hope you liked it :) 

[virfujiwara]

Happy Halloween 🎃

[groovy-bear]

Secret Friend Day

@snowstuckytrail 🖤here's yours from me, hope you like it 👉👈

HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE!!! 🎃🦇👻

[fangirl530]

(ID: Fanart of Stephanie Meanswell from Lazytown, dressed as a ghostbuster. The outfit consists of a tan outfit, a black name tag with her last name on it in red, and a gray backpack with the straps red on the outside. End ID).

Hi @skieswcrld! I’m your secret friend ^^ I made something halloween-ish, and I also found that post from you about Robbie x Sportacus but with Epic’s version of toxic- so I made that too! 

(tell me if you’d rather I post it separately, so you can watch it without having to click the link)

[chekovscurlyhair]

Trick or Treat!

Happy Halloween (and secret friend day) @lazycraze1991 ! I felt like making something colorful and cute, so here’s Stephanie going trick or treating dressed as Princess Lolly from Candyland 🍭 Hope you like it! :)

[mitzimittenz]

@lasats-are-lovely Hello! I am your secret friend! I hope I drew your prompt okay! I hope you like it!

[kanans-husband]

Happy super late secret friend day!

First of all, i'm so sorry to be this late. Totally my fault u_u

But yeah, happy technically still halloween to @chekovscurlyhair I hope you enjoy the game, it was such a battle to make but i managed to finish :)

It has some bugs when you click on play again but yeah. I hope you enjoy and post which ending you got

Robbie dresses up to scare the kids

[fnafcraze1991]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

@bugmeeku I was your secret friend and here’s what I got. Hope you haven’t read it already since I posted it there so early.

[afoxysunny]

Finally came home and got to take photos

Sorry you had to wait @cutecutejames but i wish you a happy but late secret friend day anyways

Ofc i had to crochet the lazytown logo but make it Lazy Teens! I made it intentionally wonky, i hope you like that. My plan was for it to look maybe a little bit like someone graffiti-ed the logo? Idk how well that came out tbh. It also got A Lot bigger than planned but anyway

Here's a ruler (in cm) next to it and the back side which i wanted to be pretty enough to be viewable on its own and ofc sportarobbie coloured

The plan was to make this a key chain but boi is it too big for that so I'll just hand it to you my friend and ask what kind of hanger you want me to put on it? (also the lettering is sewn onto the back with one long string so if you wanna seperate them you'll have it easy)

And as these things imply, yes, I'd love to send this to you if you'd be down for that (i totally understand not wanting to share info like that online)

[ghostarwarriors]

I was given the honor of having @ladypsychoghost as my secret friend! So happy Halloween and I couldn’t decide much on what to draw so honestly I said why not all so hopefully you enjoy it!

[spookysecretfriendday]

@jivesjunkfood

I thought of Robbie dragging Sport into costuming although Sport has never ever read or seen Series of Unfortunate Events Rob also wanted a reason to get Sport to dress in drag

Happy Halloween!

-CatastrophiClockwork/electricityisinmysoul

[spookysecretfriendday]

for @groovy-bear by Emery

“This is stupid.”

“No no no, trust me, it’ll be PERFECT!”

Glanni let out a frustrated sigh, the pokes from his needle still showing through his skin. He placed down a couple more sequins, trying (and subsequently failing) to patch them down in their proper places. “I was the one who taught you how to sew, you have no right to be better at it than me..!” Robbie twiddled his fingers, secretly holding the sequins in place so his cousin could sew them in. “Batman is not nearly as glitzy as you think he is, though…you sure he’ll like it?” “Shut up it’s perf.” “Fair, fair….I suppose it’s all about the personal touches, anyway. It’s going to look cool no matter what.” Triumphant, he held up the batsuit, modified a bit to match Ithro’s physique. It glistened in the light, a few extra fabric details added, and some sparkly bits for show because he just Had to. Still, even with the pride of his handiwork filling him, a soft little doubt crawled over his chest. “What if he already has plans and I’m doing this for no reason?” “He is so ridiculously public about EVERYTHING he does. I doubt he has anything going on.” Robbie held up the glossy plastic mask to his face, looking at himself in the mirror. He took the cape up in his arm to give it a big swoop. It was a little simple- after all, the Phantom didn’t have very many details in his outfit- so he added a few extra touches of red-and-gold trim in intricate embroidered patterns. His classic signature of “R.R.” was hidden among the swirls. “Do I look fit for an OPERA?” he said dramatically, a dark and suave tone to his voice. Glanni nodded excitedly. “MAN, this is gonna be so cool.”

— “B-b-b!!!! But it’s so silly…!” Totally indifferent to his brother’s stresses, Ithro shrugged. “Nah, you can wear a dress if you want. I personally wouldn’t, but I think it’d look good on you. Plus, people crossdress on Halloween all the time.” “Mm, I suppose so,,,,” “Isn’t that more blue than Christine normally has, though? Not like I watch it often.” Sportacus smiled with something that would have been indignance if he weren’t so sweet. “I like blue! Besides, the stripes and swoops make it look nicer.” He twirled a bit, just for the fun. It was quite a bit shorter than the dress normally would be, falling to about knee-length, so he could still adequately move in his… flamboyant fashion. “Shit, I don’t have any lipstick. Do you think he’ll have some?” Sportacus looked at him and held back from guffawing. “This is GLANNI GLAEPUR we’re talking about, and you’re worried about him having LIPSTICK?” A nervous laugh escaped him, accompanied by blush. He gathered everything together, laying it out. The electric green wig, the royal purple suit, and the wacky eccentricity of the green-and-orange to match it. It was a little haphazard, some parts having been put together by his meaty and unrefined hands, but he made it work. “Are you planning anything for yourself, brother?” Sportacus asked curiously. “Nah, I’m probably just gonna go as the same thing I did last year, honestly.” The blue elf smoothed out his skirt, fluffing up his hair as much as he could to bring out the curls and putting a small silver barrette in it. “Too much?” piped up his sheepish voice. Ithro shook his head. “Don’t worry, you look great.” “Then come on, let’s go give your gift to him!” “All dressed up like this, though? Is it too early to reveal the costumes though?” Sportacus had already done a double-backflip out the door, so he had no choice but to follow with his plain wrapped box.

— It was a short trek down the hall to Glanni’s apartment. They couldn’t hear the voices on the inside of the door. “Come on, let’s go give it to them!” Robbie said excitedly, bouncing on his heels with devilish glee. He LOVED surprises, even if they weren’t for him. All Glanni had was a purple and yellow box, which he tried to make more rugged and “manly” with a burlap ribbon- he hoped more than anything that Ithro would appreciate it. Just at that moment, that hand nervously gripped the doorknob- he was so close, this should be so EASY, goddammit- and with a LURCH he was sent tumbling in when Robbie threw open the door from the inside. “GAAack-“ he yelped on his way in, narrowly missing Glanni and crashing to the floor. “Holy shit Ithro??! I!! Didn’t know you were there!” Robbie helped pull him off the ground, but Glanni clutched the box tighter to him, flushing a bit- god, he wasn’t expecting the confrontation so soon. Sportacus piped up from behind them. “WAIT?! Robbie, you’re- we match??” He looked up, confused, to see a wide-eyed blond Christine that was more gorgeous to him than any lady. His mouth fell open. “Oh wow, you guys both did Phantom of the Opera? That’s incredible!” Glanni chuckled. “Was that coordinated at all…?” (to which they both shook their heads brightly.) It was then that Ithro noticed the box. “Oh, who’s that for? Me?” he joked. Taken aback, Glanni didn’t answer at first, and then just. Thrust it towards him! But gently. “Yea. Just…here.” “Ironically…” Ithro trailed off, switching off the packages, both of them blushing quite a bit. “Holy shit you-“ “-The Batman…” “THAT’S.” They both burst out laughing, holding the matching costumes they had made for each other- Joker and The Batman. A glance at each other, a little nervous, a little silly, a little incredulous at it all. Robbie and Sportacus looked on too, giggling with it all.

Unintentional, but wonderful- a matching double date.

It was going to be an awesome Halloween spent together.

[jivesjunkfood]

happy secret friend day to my secret friend emerystellar!

i’ve never really drawn angst before, but i tried my best! :)

@spookysecretfriendday​

+ bonus fluffy version:

[bugmeeku]

Secret friends gift for @chibitabathasloves !!!! You said u liked fantasy stuff n also mentioned u like these characters so I hope u enjoy this!!!

[sportacringe]

Iterations - a Lazytown Fic

My submission for @spookysecretfriendday as a gift to my secret friend @electricityisinmysoul

Summary: Sportacus begins to remember things that he should not. There used to be more people in Lazytown, and they had different names.

(to be cross-posted onto AO3)

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It started with a sense of deja-vu.

Flashes of something as Sportacus went about his day, helping the townspeople and playing with the children. In a moment someone’s face would seem to change, or he would feel the wrong name at the tip of his tongue. Sportacus ignored it. He had a whole town and its children to keep him busy.

As summer drew to a close and the leaves of Lazytown’s lush trees began to change, the children returned to school, and so were eager to run and burn off all of their excess energy in the evenings–teaching the other children what they had learned in their physical education classes, and asking Sportacus for clarification of any rules they might have forgotten. It was the kind of studying that Sportacus found that he could get behind.

 Still the days became somewhat lonely with only the danger-prone adults for company.

 Sportacus had more free time to think.

Sometimes as he jogged down the empty streets Sportacus could have sworn that they had once been filled by a whole ensemble of townsfolks of all ages. In the back of his mind he could hear their voices, see their faces, and then he’d blink and they’d be gone again. He felt as though he were dreaming even as he was awake.

Solitude was not new to Sportacus, he knew that he had been alone many times in his life. His memory was as clear as a script, as sharp as thorns. 

But the feeling was eerie.

On some days the only person he spotted before three o’clock was Robbie. It seemed that the villain had decided to take advantage of the quiet the school year provided by napping more conspicuously above ground. He sprawled out in benches, in patches of sunlight, and sometimes even in soft colorful piles of fallen leaves–Sportacus made a point not to step on him, no matter where he lay.

 When the bells signaling the end of the school day sounded the villain would either pick up his pillow and slouch off, or roll over and snooze on until one of the children tripped over him.

Despite himself, Sportacus found his adversary’s presence comforting. In a world that was quickly becoming full of echoes the antagonist’s presence felt comforting. Solid. Like he was supposed to be there.

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[snowstuckytrail]

For this Years Secret Friend Day, my Friend was @fangirl530!! I hope this little Video brings you joy! It was a lot of fun to make!!

[chibitabathasloves]

Trick or Treating with Trouble

Happy secret friend day to my secret friend @ghostarwarriors I hope you like this little Halloween themed fic. We got Sportarobbie, we got the kids trick or treating, we got wholesome feelings. You can find it on AO3 if Tumblr eats the formatting (again). Please enjoy! and Happy Halloween!

Robbie shoved his hand under his pillow, adjusting his long legs to curl onto the bench better. A sigh slipped from his lips and he could taste the edge of sleep. “Hi Robbie!” The pink menace seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, Robbie opening his eyes into slits to see her standing there with her hands behind her back. “Go away,” he huffed, tossing his body to roll over on the cramped outdoor furniture. “I will. After I ask you something very important. Please?”  Her voice wasn’t loud or grating, just a gentle plea to be heard. And it was just the one kid. What could it hurt? He craned his head to look over his shoulder. “What do you want?” “Can you take us out trick-or-treating?” She batted brown eyes at him, a small hopeful smile on her face. “No.” He flopped his head down hard enough to smack against the rail of the bench and he hissed and rubbed at the spot. “But Robbie! There’s no one else who can take us.” She shifted to stand behind the bench, trying to make eye contact with him. “What about the Blue Kangaroo?” He flopped over again, avoiding her gaze. She ran back around and he covered his face with his pillow. “Sportacus goes to bed so early, so we’re going to do pumpkin carving and stuff with him earlier in the day. But there is no one to take us all out. Our guardians want to stay home to give us candy, thinking someone else will take us.” He could hear the sadness creeping into her tone, but he didn’t have to see her face crumpling, so he told himself he didn’t care. “Plus, no one disguises themselves better than you. We could be going out with a real master of disguise.” He lifts the pillow to look over her again. She certainly knew how to get what she wanted. Certainly appreciated her spunk. “Fine. But I won’t be doing anything else.” “Thank you so much Robbie!” She smiled so hard she rocked on her feet. “Enjoy your nap!” He scowled as he watched her run off, nap ruined since he now had to plan the perfect disguise to take the town terrors out in.

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Robbie wasn’t expecting Sportacus to be dressed in anything other than his hero outfit. But there he was, standing there in a blood stained lab coat, holding a plate with something absolutely drowning in whipped cream. “Thank you so much Robbie.” Robbie frowned, even as the plate was offered out to him. “I would have had to listen to them complain if I didn’t help them. What’s this?” “Pumpkin pie, with extra whipped cream. I couldn’t eat any, but I did convince the kids to try some roasted pumpkin seeds.” The smile aimed at him when he took the plate was practically blinding. Expecting the pie to not be appetizing, even drowning in sugar, he took a small bite using the provided fork. His eyebrows climbed, the pie was sweet. “You can’t eat this can you?” Sport chuckles, scratching at the back of his head, where the hat he normally wears shifts slightly. “No, but the kids really wanted pie, and Bessie was willing to help them. She also has candied pumpkin seeds if you want to try them out.” Robbie scoffs before leaning in to press a quick kiss to Sport’s cheek. “No way in hell, Sportacutie.” He smiles even as Sport’s face pinks and his hand covers the spot that he kissed. “I’ll take care of the kids. You just get your beauty rest. I’ll get you out of town before you know it.” He said the last part loud enough that the head of pink hair jumped, before moving away from the low wall. “The kids are spying on you again.” “I think you mean they’re spying on you. And you know I am always willing to play with you Robbie.” Again that megawatt smile is beamed at him, eyes at risk for permanent damage. “Yeah, sure. Whatever you say. I’ll see you later.” It’s his turn for his cheeks to heat.

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“Well, what a crowd we have here tonight!” Mayor Milford chortled as he grabbed for the bowl with a handful of gift bags for the kids. “Go on Pinkie, it’s your house.” Robbie nudged her towards the door, their final stop of the night. “Come with me?” She held her hand out to him. With a put-upon sigh, he took her hand as they approached the light spilling into her yard. “We have a robot. A ghost.” Milford handed bags to Pixel and Ziggy. “A… archer?” “A Highwayman!” Robbie had to give it to Trixie, she was basically dressed in all brown with a bandanna. “A what?” The mayor blinked at her owlishly. “A type of robber. Mostly done on horseback.” Pixel’s ‘robot’ costume was blinking and whirring softly as he fiddled with his wrist computer to pull up the appropriate information. “Uh. I see.” Milford dropped the treats into Trixie’s bag. His eyes then shifted to Stingy, who was trying to reach for the bowl. “And you are?” “A magpie.” Stingy huffed, and if he had real feathers he was sure they'd be ruffled. “They like shiny objects and like to bring them back home to their nests.” Stephanie brought Robbie into the circle of light. Milford laughed as Stingy practically snatched the candy out of his hand and hummed about it being his. “What do you say, Sticky?” Stingy huffed again. “Thank you for giving me what’s mine.” Robbie sighed through his nose, but let it go. He was tired of the grubby handed child after house two. The other three children also piped up with their thanks. “We also have a fine looking hero in our midst.” Milford held a hand out to his niece, and she slipped from Robbie's grip and gave her uncle a big hug. Her pink hero outfit makes the light seem to shift colors, he wonders if Sport’s would as well. “Thank you Uncle Milford.” She popped up onto her toes to press a kiss to his cheek. He chuckled, squeezing his charge before his eyes shifted to Robbie, lurking just on the outside of the light. “And what a handsome vampire.” Milford smiled, holding out a bag for Robbie. Robbie blinked several times, before pointing to himself. Stephanie and Trixie rushed over to grab his hands and pull him into the group. “You are the only v-vampire!” Ziggy smiled and placed a hand on his cape, making it flap slightly. “Thank you. You didn’t have to.” He held the small bag and looked at the spiderweb and ghost print. “Think of it as my thanks for bringing the kids out.” Milford patted his wrist before turning towards the kids. “Who’s ready for movies?” The kids all scramble past the two adults, mumbling thanks as they rush past Robbie. He even feels the youngest give him a hug against his leg, he lets his fingers brush over the white sheet covered head. Then it’s just him and Stephanie. “I can’t convince you to come in, huh?” “No. You kids have fun. I am tired and would rather sleep. Like you all should be.” Robbie crosses his arms over his chest before freeing one hand to try and shoo her away. Stephanie just smiles. “We have a special bag here for Sportacus. We made it up in case anyone got into trouble. Can you hang onto it for me?” Robbie turned up his nose at the bag probably filled with sports candy or something else. That trail mix that didn’t even have the candies he could pick out. Blech. “Why would I?” “We’re all going to be here until tomorrow, you still have to go home, what if you trip and get hurt? You could give it to him then! If not, I'll come and pick it up tomorrow.” Robbie sniffed, before taking the bag. “Fine. But not before four. I want to sleep.” Stephanie nodded, a knowing glint in her eyes as she closed the door on a bewildered Robbie.

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Sport curled into him when he slipped into the large fluffy bed. “Did you all have a fun time?” “I’m sure the kids had a great time. I don’t know how you wrangle them all day.” Robbie sighed as he tugged Sport to his chest. “It’s easy to do when it’s something you love. Did you not enjoy helping them dress up?” Sport pressed a sleepy kiss to his nose. “I did. They also made you up a bag for Halloween, in case we ran into trouble.” Sportacus pressed his sleepy chuckle into Robbie’s chest. “They couldn’t run into trouble, he went with them.” Robbie squawked, trying to squirm out of Sport’s strong grip. “How dare-!” “It’s okay. Because I love trouble.” Sport pressed another kiss to Robbie’s neck. Robbie was certainly pouting now. “I love you too. Blue Menace.” He pressed his own kiss to Sport’s forehead. “Good night Robbie. Sweet dreams.” “Sleep well, Sportacus.”