@sunny374940 please tell the birthday boy to have a good one for me!!! I hope it's full of glitter and sex snacks (IYKYK).
The beautiful drawing of Rook & Ayla is by the lovely @lycheecatee! 💕
Tagging pals below to share the silly & to help celebrate! For all of y'all and everyone readin', please tell us: are you pro-glitter, or are you wrong? Kindly let us know in the comments!! 🤣
Ty @zennihilation for the tag. This was fun. (I'm going with Yellow Bike AU again, of course.)
Taliesin Lavellan
Clothing item they would wear: A yellow hoodie always. Comfy, practical, and his fave color. What's not to like?
Texture in their signature color: Yellow silk, apparently. He seems to like beautiful things.
Animal that suits their personality: An angry cat. I'm sure everyone can see the resemblance. But show him some love and he melts.
Environment that captures their story: A crowded bar. That's where the story starts and many of the major events happen.
An object in their bag: A yellow thermos for his coffee. He likes yellow, alright? He's a simple man.
An interest of theirs: Motorbikes. He loves riding.
An abstraction that captures their vibe: A sky with constellations. He might have some tattooed on his back.
Food or beverage they enjoy: Coffee. That man is a caffeine addict.
Rook Slunecko
Clothing item they would wear: A mesh top. He's partial to that one, cause it glitters. (thanks @mushrooms-x-moss and @lycheecatee for finding that one)
Texture in their signature color: White clouds. White's his favorite non-color (I loved that line in-game so much). Are clouds a texture? Who cares. "It's the vibe," Rook says.
Animal that suits their personality: A white kitten. Yes, I am aware that I keep making cat-coded characters. No way around it, I fear.
Environment that captures their story: Concert stage. That's where he meets the loves of his life.
An object in their bag: A rainbow butterfly knife. He does tricks with it and it's useful for scaring off the occasional asshole.
An interest of theirs: Pole dancing. He likes to keep in shape and twirling around a pole is fun.
An abstraction that captures their vibe: Rainbow glitter. #GlitterKing
Food or beverage they enjoy: Blue churros all the way (ty @davrinsleftpectoral for making me aware of their existence). Rook is a horrible gremlin who absolutely needs sugar for his brain to work.
(look I'm bad at editing stuff so I didn't use the template, but someone might)
Official Archive of Playa History, 1895
The Glitter King’s Coronation Doctrine
Ratified under the Supreme Seal of Pimpology and the Feathered Order
"Let it be known," proclaimed Big Daddy Supreme, the newly crowned Glitter King, "that the worth of a hoe shall never exceed the weight of my cane or the shine of my crown. Question my authority, and bitch, you're gonna find out firsthand how this stick do."
Article I: The Rule of the Cane
It was declared, under unanimous playa consent, that the cane is not just an accessory but a tool of discipline, justice, and hoe regulation. The doctrine clearly states:
Section 1.1: Any hoe attempting to speak unprompted or suggest her opinion holds value shall be met with "immediate disciplinary glitter-slap."
Section 1.2: If the hoe persists, a second strike is authorized under the clause, "Am I gonna have to slap a hoe twice? Let’s not test my patience, bitch."
Article II: The Hierarchy of Glitter
The glitter on a playa’s crown and cane officially outranks any sparkle displayed by a hoe.
"Your shine ain’t shit unless I grant you the right to sparkle, bitch. Bow down and reflect my light, or get dimmed permanently."
Article III: The Enforcement of Playa Supremacy
The Feather King’s coronation also established the legal framework for swift disciplinary action:
Clause 3.1:
All hoes present at the coronation who refused to bow or pay tribute to the Feathered Crown were subjected to "public hoe humiliation and monetary extraction." This included the historic "slap-a-hoe demonstration," where dissenters were lined up and cane-slapped into compliance, with the Glitter King uttering the now-immortal phrase:
"Am I gonna have to teach every bitch in here why this crown sits on me? Step wrong, and the cane speaks for itself."
The First Seal of Drip:
Stamped with the Feathered Seal and ratified by the International Playa Council, this doctrine became the cornerstone of hoe management worldwide. Witnesses reported hoes glittering with tears as the Feather King ascended his throne, saying, "This ain’t just my game, bitch, it’s my f*ing universe. And every hoe in it answers to me."**
This doctrine remains enshrined in the Playa Archives, a symbol of eternal hoe regulation and supreme cane justice. "Glitter is earned, not given, hoe."
Although Humble is not particularly confident with his penmanship, with a little guidance from a more literate friend, he has been practicing his words. Beginning with the amazing Bram Dreamshade of @miqomischief. Who will be the next subject of his poetical practice? Wait and see...
Behold!! Prince Lotor, in all his beauty as a stripper with a thing for glitter! (I am so proud and disappointed in myself for this but TIS MY CONTRIBUTION TO THE FANDOM OF VOLTRON)