#marching orders

[periware]

POV: The RH residents are done with the demons

@alejandreador

He’s getting jumped

[jadendoes-stuff]

The marcher! The silly! I love them :3

[palorvita]

Bueno un vídeo bien random pues a mi me gusta mucho el juego "rhythm heaven" y me acordé de el nivel "marching orders" y pues me dije: está cosa quedaría bien con los ninjalinos. Entonces lo animé

[maskedteatime]

back to the routinely rhythmposting

(i'll draw some more earthbound in the future though)

anyways. old man card games

[16-beats-rh]

Day 54: Remix 1 (Tempo Up!)

say goodbye to rhythm tengoku!

[stupid-chingling]

Rhythm Heaven emoji combo idea ! (No need to credit me !)

Air rally: 🏸🛩️

Tap trial: 👠🐒

Lockstep: 🎧🤍

Mr. Upbeat: 🟢💡

Night walk: 🎈⭐

Hole in one: ⛳⚾

Monkey Watch: 🐒⌚

Karate Man: 🥋👊

Rhythm Rally: 👥🏓

Frog Hop: 🐸👯‍♂️

Spaceball: 🌌 🍙

Space soccer: 💜⚽

Marching Orders: 🪖🥁

Crop Stomp: 👨‍🌾🧅

LumBEARjack: 🐻‍❄️🪵

Kitties: 🐱🐟

Catch of the day: 🎣🐟

DJ School: 💿🏫

Love Lab: 💕🥽

Munchy Monk: 🍬👄

Clappy Trio: 👏🤡

Catchy tune: 🍊🍍

Fillbots: 🍓🤖

Screwbots Factory: 🔩💗

Fruit basket: 🍎🏀

Chorus kids: 🎶🎙️

Fanclub: 🎤💗

Ringside: 🎥💪

Airboader: 💨🧮

Toss boys: 🏐💛

Shrimp Shuffle: 🦞⛱️

Rockers: 🎸🩷

Rapmen: 🎤💥

Rapwomen: 🎤❤️

Pajama party: 🛏️👗

Munchy Monk (endless game): 🥚🤍

Drummer Duel: 🥁2️⃣

Freeze frame: 📸🚙

PFF...IT WAS SO LONG TO PUT IT A LOT. (Sadly, i can't put more hashtags...)

[sorbriquette-writes]

WIP Wednesday - 11 June

I was originally gonna post part of a new fic, but should probably use this as kick in the ass to finish the last chapter of an ongoing 5+1. In my defense, this chapter is shaping up to be more than half the current total word count. If you like this, you can find the rest here (Sorry to that person who voted for me not to do this on the poll - there was only one of you but I'll tag it 'wip wednesday' so you can block it)

Hubert was not well pleased to be put on sky watch. Not at all.

Apparently after their trip into the mountains, the Professor had decided he needed a little exposure therapy.

Hubert had thought he conducted himself better than that. That perhaps Ferdinand noticing his plight was a product of something reciprocal between them. Of Ferdinand paying as much attention to him as he had been to Ferdinand.

But apparently Ferdinand was as oblivious as ever, and Hubert far more obvious than he should allow himself to be.

As if summoned by the disappointment in Hubert’s head, he heard the clink of armour that heralded a certain ginger cavalier. His familiarity with that at was passable, at least. He could typically tell who was approaching by the sound of their clothes, or gait, or even the time of day. Petra and Shamir being the exceptions, of course.

Hubert did not look Ferdinand’s way, instead he continued to stare down Bernadetta’s pegasus like he could will it into approaching.

As he was willing Ferdinand to stop on his way.

A tug resonated through his chest when he could tell Ferdinand was, in fact, heading towards him. Another when he called, “Afternoon, Hubert.”

“Ferdinand,” Hubert greeted coolly, finally turning to face him. “What are you doing here?”

He looked a vision as ever. A dream. Perhaps more so than usual as he was carrying tack for his wyvern.

“I convinced Bernadetta to swap with me,” Ferdinand said, already marching over to rub at the wvyern’s flank and start to saddle it.

“I cannot imagine that was hard,” Hubert said with a half smirk.

Ferdinand paused where he was poised to start fastening straps to smile at Hubert. “It was harder than you would think. She is fond of you.”

Hubert had a hard time imagining anyone was overly fond of him, let alone Bernadetta.

He had been under the impression that the Professor had allocated the pair of them together in the hopes that Bernadetta’s fears would force him to allay his own. An attempt to leverage the protective streak that Hubert was failing to confine to Edelgard these days.

“Be that as it may,” Hubert pressed, “you have not answered my question.”

“You are afraid of heights,” Ferdinand said, as if that explained anything at all.

“You did not swap with me.”

“You also wished to become a pegasus knight.”

“If it is too much we can stop,” Ferdinand assured him. “But I already know you are afraid, and I will be prepared to catch you if you fall — which you will not.”

“As a child,” Hubert argued, unsure if he should be offended or touched that Ferdinand was trying to indulge his ridiculous flights of fancy.

“I am not sure I believe that.”

“Would you like to practice then?” Ferdinand held out his arms, cruelly inviting Hubert into them.

“I meant that I did not believe I wouldn't fall,” Hubert corrected.

“Then believe I will catch you,” Ferdinand affirmed. “I think you will agree I have a better chance than Bernadetta.”

That, at least, was probably true.

[anti-socialexperiment]

I was inspired