#hehe !

[dinoserious]

couple of emote comms for @krookiecookie! variations on the same prompt :>

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@stone-stars' sol raised in the crick / callie growing up in tsunare / calder stolen by mothership au

[passwordispassword]

GBHHER;S SO GVUTEEEEEEE

[the-bell-lord]

bbirfday today ... yaey

[rcsplendent]

𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫.

it's the middle of the night when it happens — somebody breaks in and ransacks the whole damn castle, but what credence is most concerned about is what HE'S lost in this whole debacle: his favorite bow and arrows all snapped in half, a sword he inherited from his father is entirely missing ... not to mention all of his clothes are strewn about, some ripped to shreds. he's pissed, so when the french gather everyone and find an ominous message written on the walls, he slips out during the ensuing chaos and goes for one of his midnight walks. he does this a lot at home; here, though, it's more FUN, because he's less familiar with the castle and he's not sure where its TWISTS and TURNS will take him. he turns a corner, and this hallway is darker than the last — no lanterns — but he forges on anyways. that is, until he walks straight into a MASSIVE cobweb, and he lets out a humiliatingly shrill shriek as he stumbles backwards, frantically wiping his shoulders, arms, chest, trying to get the sticky, nasty web off of him, hoping to god there's no spider in it, until — " AH! " he walks backwards straight into another body, whirling around to face them with wide eyes. for a moment, he thinks he's run into one of the thieves, and he raises a fist ready to throw a PUNCH before seeing its just another guest. the alarm on his face is obvious, but he tries to compose himself quickly, scowling through his embarrassment; and maybe it's that embarrassed feeling, maybe it's the cobwebs he can't seem to get off him, maybe it's the fact that his favorite things have been all but destroyed, but he snaps at them. " what are YOU doing out here? " he quips, hypocritical as ever, still looking himself over for any remnants of cobweb ( it's mostly in his hair, which he can't see ). " the whole place has been RANSACKED and you're out for a stroll — for what then? "

[crimson-roots]

im requesting eswap shelby because i dont think you covered her yet? and well. women :)

eswap shelby . sketch <3 because i. i struggled . with the nose for this guy. fun whwhkgfds

[rutherfordbz]

episode 10 coda i guess?

Eddie doesn’t know what he’s supposed to tell Chris.

Chris, his sweet little boy, who’s become concerned with crushes and being cool and who rarely lets him or Buck cuddle him these days. Chris, who had lost his mom without a chance to say goodbye, not once, but twice.

Eddie remembers flashes of the ambulance, his frantic words to Shannon on a stretcher. He remembers Chim and Hen, frantic around him. He remembers telling Christopher.

He doesn’t remember driving to the hospital tonight. He doesn’t remember the pain as he fell. But everytime he closes his eyes, he remembers seeing Buck fall, climbing the ladder faster than he ever has. He remembers lowering Buck to Bobby - to his dad.

What is he supposed to tell Chris? How is he supposed to tell his- their son that Buck might not take him to the new Space exhibit, to the park, to school, to the station, to their house that is just as much Buck as it is Eddie?

Eddie thinks of the truth of fucking electricity that hums under their friendship. It has, for years, but Eddie’s never let himself cross the line and... openly consider it, not since, “i think it would have been better for him if i was the one who got shot.”

Eddie doesn’t know what he’s supposed to tell Chris, or what to do with the things he needs to tell Buck. You are what I want for my son.