Sweetest In the Galaxy

The name's Pixel-Bird, I'm here to draw Legos & make memes, and those two things are not mutually exclusive. 💙 Check my carrd for links 💙

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｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ Finally Launching My Patreon, check it out!!!  ｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ And if even if you aren’t able to support me, reblogging this would help a lot!

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THE SUN - Benny!

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ehhh i like this one!!!

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posting it here as well but !! this was for a lil fun competition but — Rex dangervest in Sugar Rush!!

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My casen!! my senny!! My spaceman oc!!!!!!!

‘but it’s a lil human reference of him for the fun and the joy

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HIIIIII HIIIIIIIIIIIIIII HI HIII

HIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Do you use ai in your fics? I was worried by the boring corporate sentence structure and random adjectives/similies in lieu of actual story, so I checked with some sites and they said 76% and 89%. If you’re gonna use ai just don’t lie about it atleast. If not just ignore this and keep up your writing.

lmao bot

and if you are a real person who actually did this: fuck you anyway for FEEDING MY WORK TO AN AI

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Hey this is never a cool thing to say to someone.

Especially Tern, you can go and check their ao3 and see they’ve been writing for years before generative ai was a thing and their writing style is unique and stays the same across the fics over the years, obviously showing it’s not made with ai.

Just accusing someone of using ai when they create free fandom content is really hurtful and sucks! You can make people feel like they don't want to share their work anymore, so please don't just accuse people.

Also those "detect ai" websites feed into other ai's, so you're helping create more stolen content which is harmful! And trying to detect if a work published to AO3 is made with ai is futile, because fics from AO3 have already been scrapped and put into most ai's databases!! So they're going to more likely than not show up as ai cause the ai was trained off the fics!!!!

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little warm up doodle!! goodness i have NOT drawn lego in like — 2 months!! but yay!! green… rex?

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unikitty caine...

here you go

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emmet pomni

ok

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Benlen doodle… 👀

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my benny design lolz!

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eveyrjing is awesome 😊😊😊

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The LEGO Movie cast wishes you a happy Easter!

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I lowkey forgot I made this but I made this 3d model a few months ago when I was trying to do a limited-tri challenge.

I managed to give him a lil piece of resistance and everything it was a fun lil thing to do

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Coffee Shop AU

Sweet knew, from the moment she started primary school, that she wanted to join the Queen’s Intergalactic Peace Corps when she grew up. It all sounded like such a grand adventure, visiting other planets, learning about other peoples and cultures! So she studied hard, working steadily toward her goal.

And then a scouting team discovered a place called Earth- a single, large planet rather than a system of moons like Systar. It was mind-boggling to learn that one single planet could have so many different climates and terrains, that one single species could have so many different cultures and languages. When she finished her studies and her training and it came time for her to choose a planet to do her first-hand cultural studies on, she didn’t even have to think about it- Earth was the clear choice for her.

Systar had a tenuous alliance with the planet for roughly a decade now, and while the Systarians had learned much, there was still so much to be learned as well. Sweet picked a little town called Bricksburg to settle down in; English was astonishingly close to Systarian Universal, so she would have less chance of mangling her words. Perhaps once she’d settled in more comfortably she could learn another language from one of its native speakers, and move on elsewhere. For now, though, America suited her. The Embassy helped her find a cozy little apartment and a job as a barista at a cute little café-slash-bakery shop owned by a quirky lady that called herself Kitty.

It was… a little awkward, at first. Her lessons about Earth and its inhabitants had shown that humans and Aurorans looked very similar, but what her teachers had neglected to inform her was how short humans were. Sweet towered head and shoulders above most of them, and was nearly always bumping her head on door frames and the low-hanging pendant lamps in the cafe.

She learned quick, though, and soon made friends with her new boss and the young man that worked mornings with her. His name was Benny, and he was a student at the university in the nearby city, studying to someday be an astronaut. After the early morning rush, they would often hold lengthy conversations about space, about Aurora, about Earth. And as she had suspected, working at a coffee shop led her to meeting all kinds of interesting people.

There was a pair of young cops that came in around mid-morning most days- partners, and identical twin brothers on top of that. Benny seemed to have quite the crush on one of them, and Sweet soon learned to let him take the brothers’ orders (though she too memorized their favorites pretty quickly- Alastar almost always got a cappuccino and a donut, flavors varying depending on his mood for the day, and Cary always got a black coffee and a breakfast sandwich).

There was the town’s mayor, a man named Business. Not the most personable human she’d met, the man came across as haughty and controlling the first few times she’d spoken to him, and he’d eyed her warily in turn. But she had quickly come to learn that under the arrogant surface was someone who was really just lonely and looking for attention wherever he could get it. Most people didn’t seem to like him on a personal level, she realized after overhearing so many customers complain about him, but they’d voted him in as mayor because they couldn’t deny he was doing an excellent job of cleaning the town up.

There was a surly old fisherman who would come in every once in a while. His name was Jonas. He was very craggy and gruff at first glance, but was quick to greet Benny with a smile and ask who the new employee was. “He has one of those old-fashioned wood sailboats, and when they have the pirate festivals during the summer he likes to dress up like one and give people rides on his ‘pirate ship’, and tells them all kinds of stories about pirates and the Age of Sail,” Benny had told her. “And he’s got all kinds of antique maps and navigational tools, and even a couple authentic cutlasses- and he knows how to use them, too. The kids love it.”

And then there was the most unlikely pair of friends Sweet had ever met, such polar opposites it was a wonder they had ever even met in the first place. They were just a year younger than Benny. Emmet had gone into construction almost immediately out of high school, though he had plans to study architectural engineering when he could afford to. Lucy had managed to get into a trade school, and now built and repaired motorcycles, a job she clearly loved.

Sweet had barely been able to take their orders the first time they’d met, unable to stop staring at the young woman with the bright pink and blue bangs. Lucy hadn’t even seemed to notice. Emmet had, though, and had given Sweet a strange little smile. Benny was grinning at her from ear to ear, as she stared after the pair when they left. “...What?”

“You like her.”

“I- Benny, I don’t even know her.”

“Oh, you’ll get to,” he assured. “They come in here pretty regularly.”

“You seem to know them pretty well.”

Benny shrugged. “I’ve worked here several years now, Kitty’s great for working around my crazy school schedule. I think it’s Emmet’s most favorite place in town.”

“How does a pair like that get to be friends?”

“School,” Benny laughed. “I guess they were in the same class in first grade. You’ll see for yourself soon enough, but Emmet both loves to make friends… and isn’t the greatest at doing so, at the same time. He’s one of the sweetest guys you’ll ever meet, but also kind of awkward at the same time? Like he tries so hard he winds up driving people away instead, most of the time. But somehow he and Lucy managed to hit it off anyway and have been practically joined at the hip since.”

“Oh… Are they together?”

Benny smirked. “Nah. I think Emmet does like her that way, but… she’s not really into him the same way, so he hasn’t said anything to her about it.”

“So that’s what that look was about…”

“Look?”

Sweet blushed. “He caught me staring.”

Benny threw his head back and cackled.

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Just as Benny said, the two friends stopped by fairly frequently in the mornings to have a quiet breakfast together before they split up to head to their respective jobs. Sweet couldn’t help but listen in on their conversations. Emmet was… Well, Emmet was nothing to write home about. The young man was mundane, almost severely so, talking about how work went the day before, what his crew were building, some silly television show he’d watched the previous night. All kinds of boring stuff. Lucy, on the other hand, almost always had some wild story to share. Sweet never would have guessed there could be such excitement in such a sleepy little town.

One morning, Emmet came in by himself. “No Lucy today?” Sweet asked, trying not to sound as disappointed as she felt at the thought of not seeing the fascinating young woman that day.

“Oh, no, she’s coming, she’s just running late,” Emmet assured. “So if you don’t mind, the usual for both of us?”

“Absolutely,” Sweet said, ringing him up.

“She’s amazing, isn’t she?”

Sweet blinked, glancing back up at him. “What?”

Emmet gave her a knowing smile. “You like her.” Sweet’s cheeks turned a deep pink color. “I don’t blame you. She’s such an awesome person, who wouldn’t like her?”

“Me,” Benny chimed in, grinning when Emmet laughed and Sweet swatted playfully at him.

“Anyway, you should try to talk to her,” Emmet continued once he got his giggles under control. “I think she likes you too. She talks about you a lot.”

Sweet was certain her face was about to catch fire, it felt so hot. “She does?”

“Mhmm.” The door jingled at that moment. Emmet smiled brightly. “There you are! I paid for breakfast already.”

“Emmet, you didn’t have to do that-”

“You’re already running late, I figured I’d save you some time.”

Sweet worried her lip between her teeth, watching as the two friends made their way toward their usual table and sat down. “Whatcha thinkin’?” Benny nudged her. Sweet hesitated. “They won’t hear us, they’re in their own little world over there.”

“How I’m going to talk to her,” Sweet murmured. “And whether she’d actually go out with me. And what’s going to happen after I’m done with my three annuals here.”

“Years,” Benny gently corrected.

“And once I’m in the Corps… I don’t know where I’ll be assigned, I might not ever come back here. What if- what if it does work, and it gets serious, and then I never see her again?”

“Geez, Sweet, breathe,” Benny told her with some alarm. “Hey. If it’s meant to be, it’ll work out, you know? And you never know, you could get assigned here!”

“But-”

“Yeah we’ve already got something of an alliance going, but we’re still super new to each other and humans have a whole history of fucking up a perfectly good thing.”

“Benny,” Sweet huffed with a laugh. “We’re still on the clock, you dope. Watch your mouth.” His only answer was an unrepentant grin. “But alright, you’ve got a point. I’ll talk to her. But.” She smirked back at him. “You have to talk to Cary, too. No more of this silly dancing around each other, Kitty says you two have been at it for years.”

Benny whined. “Ohh, fine…” Sweet nodded in satisfaction and drew in a deep breath to calm herself. It wasn’t much longer before the pair started to make their way out. Benny gave her a nudge when she couldn’t find her voice, jolting her into action.

“Hey Lucy?” she called before she could catch herself, and willed her fluttering heart to calm back down when Lucy looked at her.

“Yeah?”

“Could I…” Behind Lucy, Emmet gave Sweet a ‘go on!’ gesture. “Could I ask you out for dinner? Tonight?”

Lucy’s jaw dropped slightly in surprise, cheeks tinting. “Ahh, well… I kind of already promised Vitruvius I’d visit tonight,” she hedged.

“Oh…”

“But I’m free tomorrow?”

Sweet perked back up. “Great! Tomorrow then!”

Lucy smiled at her. “Tomorrow.”

“Yes!” Benny cheered once Emmet and Lucy were outside. “Way to go Sweet!”

Sweet grinned, and then whined and hid her face in her hands. “Oh my gosh Benny I don’t know what to do I’ve never been on a date before!”

“Really? Sweet, gorgeous young lady like you?”

“Bennyyyyyy…”

He laughed. “You eat food and you talk. That’s basically it.”

“...Really?”

“Sure! You can ask her how her job’s going, what her hobbies are, you can tell her about what brought you here, the sort of stuff you like to study, things like that! First dates are for getting to know each other!”

“That doesn’t sound so bad…”

Benny smiled at her. “You’re gonna rock this, Sweet. I believe in you.”

“Thanks, Benny. You’re a great friend.”

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She's so cool...