#limpblotter

[midnigtartist]

El Dorado au where Caleb and Molly have to pretend to be gods and Beau just wants out so she can kiss more gorls discuss.

[ashilrak]

PSA: Little Lion Man by Mumford & Sons is the Most Alexander Hamilton song

supported by @limpblotter and @lol-phan-af

[andpierres]

Reminder that you're amazing and wonderful AND you have bangin' handwriting

BEANS UR SO SWEET??? wtf i love you

[solvatochrome]

On top of that, I like to imagine Lup and Barry don't eat much while in their human forms because neither of them can really cook. Barry tries to follow recipes but once Lup starts messing with it he goes along for the ride. They make something completely inedible and crash at Taako's place looking for leftovers. Taako is never going to be along again >:3

this happens often enough that taako keeps leftovers in his fridge at all times, always make a bit extra, in case lup and barry have a Kitchen Oopsie again and come around looking for nourishment that they only barely need. he doesnt even need to be around for them, they just waltz in & taako leaves reheating directions on the containers. please, dear god, just listen to these ones. please dont burn my house down i live here.

[sonofhistory]

Have a fantastic birthday!!

Thank you so much!! Again thanks for reblogging my fics, haha. 

Your James Monroe fact: The highest rank he received was Colonel which he received in 1780 as head of the Virginia militia. 

[annabelle--cane]

Zoe asks Evan to hang out at her place while her folks are gone. They plan on watching a movie, turns out to be a scary movie and the scariest part is. Connor is still home, watching them. Brooding.

(HOLY FUCK I’M SO SORRY ABOUT HOW LATE THIS IS IT’S BEEN 7000 YEARS I FORGOT THIS WAS IN MY INBOX BUT BETTER LATE THAN NEVER?)

(idk set in some all-purpose Connor Is Alive au where Zoe and Evan met under better circumstances)

Evan walked cautiously through the front door. Despite having been given a key to the Murphy house a good three months ago, he still felt like he was doing something wrong whenever he came in without knocking. Shutting it behind him quietly, he saw Zoe peek her smiling face out through the door to the kitchen.

“Hey! I’ll be with you in just a sec, I’m adding peanut butter to the popcorn,” she called out before ducking her head back into the kitchen.

“ ‘Kay!” he responded. He took a deep breath, enjoying the oily smell wafting through the house. Looking down, he noticed the pile of shoes by the door and slipped off his own. He was startled by a snicker from the direction of the staircase, looked up quickly, and saw Connor lurking on the top step.

“Dude, Mom isn’t home, you don’t have to do that.”

Evan felt his heartbeat slow down again. “Connor, don’t do that!” He put his hands on his knees, comically exaggerating needing to catch his breath. “Cynthia Murphy is a very powerful woman, and I wouldn’t be surprised if she knows everything happening in her house even when she’s not around.”

Connor facial shrugged. “Suit yourself.”

Zoe walked out of the kitchen with two big plastic bowls of peanut butter popcorn. “Connor, stop being mean to my boyfriend, he’s delicate,” she said casually.

Simultaneously, Connor and Evan said “I’m not being mean!” and “I’m not that delicate!”

Zoe chuckled, passing Evan one of the bowls. “Do you have any movie ideas?”

He shrugged. “Nah.”

“Shoot, neither do I.” She looked up at her brother, still chilling on the staircase. “Do you have any recs?”

Connor smiled, which, looking back on it, should have clued Evan in that he was about to say something he thought to be evil. “Have you ever heard of Signs?”

“No,” she replied.

“Sci-fi, aliens, all that shit. I think we have a DVD.”

Zoe looked at Evan, and he nodded. “Okay, thanks bro.”

The couple descended to the basement to watch in privacy. Connor remained on the stairs for another moment before retreating to his room. He’d never been happier that the vents in the house meant he could hear every word spoken in the house.

Evan huddled into Zoe’s side, and she rested her head on top of his. This was a creepy movie. The protagonist guy was attacked by an alien hand in a cupboard, and Evan nearly jumped out of his skin. Quietly, Zoe whispered “You wanna switch to something else?”

“No!” he said quickly, “No, I’m fine. This is cool, I’m just jittery.” He paused, and then added, much softer. “Thanks for asking though.”

Instead of responding verbally, Zoe booped Evan’s nose.

“Ugh you SAPS!” said a voice from somewhere in the room. Faster than lightning, Zoe paused the movie, turned on the lights, identified Connor’s location in the room, and threw a pillow directly at his face. Evan blinked and he nearly missed all of it.

“What the fuck, Connor?” shrieked Zoe.

“I second that,” said Evan, sitting up properly.

Connor was folded up in a wooden chair at the back of the room. “I’ve been here for the past hour. I needed you guys to notice me before you got too sappy.”

“No, why are you down here at all?” Zoe clarified, seething.

“I was going to wait for the tensest moment and then scream, but you both seemed to be handling this really coolly and I was not running the risk of being in the room while you guys kissed.”

Evan could only imagine what his expression looked like, because Connor took one look at him and dissolved into laughter. Zoe threw another pillow.

“Hey, that was uncalled for!”

“You’re uncalled for! Now get out.”

Connor got up from his seat and mosied around the room but made no move toward the staircase.

“Connor, please,” added Evan. The other boy merely inspected his nail polish like he didn’t hear a word.

“Well what if I just,” Zoe put her hand on Evan’s cheek and turned his face her her direction, keeping her eyes on Connor. He moved a few feet towards the exit. “No, no, don’t you dare Zoe.”

She turned her gaze back to her boyfriend and inched her head forward slowly and heard Connor scuttle up the stairs and the door slam shut.

“That worked,” Evan breathed, about an inch-and-a-half from Zoe’s face.

“It did,” she responded, closing the small gap. The kiss broke apart after a few seconds, and Evan leaned his forehead against hers for a moment, their noses touching.

“Now, what were those aliens doing?” he asked.

“Let’s find out,” she said, pulling back and pressing play.

[cactuazul]

This au was just too cute for me to pass doodling it!! Credit to @limpblotter for the idea!!

[fight-me-boi]

@limpblotter

Johan sat with his son on his lap. His head on his hand as his son watched Atlantis: The Lost Empire. He glanced up as Usnavi opened the door,”Hey, how was Moana?”

His son looked up and signed,”We didn't stay. Me and daddy got kicked out.”

Usnavi looked at Johan quickly,”What?”

Johan sighed, tugging on some hair,”We kinda left.”

Usnavi sat down on the couch as Johan looked slightly sad and angry,”Wait you said you left but he’s saying you got kicked out.”

“White people.” Johan said slightly irritated.

“What happened?” Johan was silent and did that little prideful chin jut before letting out a slightly huffy noise,”Babe?”

“So we were at the singalong right? And Claudio couldn't see the words so I stood in the back and had him sit on my shoulders. And this….. this woman, said that it was rude and distracting, so I very calmly said that she didn't have to sit by us. And so she leaves and so I don't think it's a big deal but she comes back with one of the theater employees and they ask either I take him off my shoulders or we leave and he can't see without the height elevation so we had to leave.”

Usnavi put his hand on Johan’s knee as Claudio looked up at his dad, Usnavi held his arms out as Claudio crawled into his lap, Usnavi's brow was furrowed,”And?”

Johan looked at Usnavi with wide eyes, his voice irritated,”Don't even get me started on what happened when I signed to Claudio what was going on. The woman had the nerve to start apologizing, oh I didn't know, I'm so sorry. Lady, it's not any of your business. And the employee lowers the flashlight out of like pity or something.”

Claudio made a face,”What's wrong?”

Johan smiled weakly and signed back,”Nothing, I'm just tired.”

Claudio pouted for a second, before an idea dawned on him,”Nap.”

“Maybe I should.” Johan signed pinching the bridge of his nose,”I know I'm making something out of nothing but still.”

“It's not nothing.” Usnavi said pushing a curl out of Claudio’s face,”You handled everything rather dignified.”

“Thanks.” Johan said as Usnavi laced his legs with his. Johan pulled off his glasses and set them on the back table, tossing in arm over his eyes and drifting off.