#sunshine ship

[10gallon]

[mel-kusanagi]

jaskier and oberyn

i once had a phase on twitter when i was very heavily into the witcher netflix series all because of the wonderful presence of joey batey as jaskier which i HEAVILY shipped jaskier with pedro pascal's oberyn martell from game of thrones thanks to some of my old witcher mutuals on twitter which later named as the "sunshine ship" which a few others joined in the crackship with some silly headcanons here and there. i for myself did some several fanart of them.

this later engulfed and infested in my mind of how the chemistry wouldve been if joey and pedro are casted together in a show/movie lmao. (which is also why my mando oc is facecasted(?) as joey)

its been a long time since i draw the ship and when i saw the teaser trailer for the third season, i may be probably back on the track. anywho, a wip:

would like to post some old art of them here along with my mando oc but let me know if you'd love to see them here in my tumblr jbhvhfvh

(ps i havent watched game of thrones yet sadly im sorry but ik oberyn is like only in one season which he brutally dies so vjdvjdfj)

[disorentedfae]

I love them so much!!!

[capitaineathos]

Dumb fic is dumb

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[miciangels]

Wen Ning: Are you ok? You're tearing up a lot.

Lan Xichen, crying out of Wen Ning's pureness: Oh, I'm just allergic to angels.

Wen Ning: How are you alive if you're allergic to yourself?

Lan Xichen: *wheezes*

[rosesisupposes]

Hmm... 21 and/or 23 with Royality? - C.C. (also: just finished chap 7 and let me just say... AAAAAAAAAAAA!)

23. “Do you really need all that candy?”

This was fun to write :D :D 

I love the sunshine boys

word count: 832 

Prompt List [Requests Closed]

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Logan was sitting in his favorite armchair (by the window and under the lamp, optimum placement for having enough light to read by) re-reading Agatha Christie mysteries when he heard a clatter from upstairs. He paused a moment, but it didn’t continue, so he dove back into Poirot’s inspection.

The clatter sounded again. Had someone summoned marbles in the mindscape? What an odd sound. But if there was a mess or something he needed to deal with, he was sure they’d ask. He returned to his book once more.

Just as Poirot was about to reveal the culprit, the clatter sounded, and continued, and next thing Logan knew, Roman was tumbling down the stairs, bourne down by a wave of mess.

“Roman, are you quite alright?”

“I’m fine, dear nerd! Just in the middle of another spot of brilliance!”

Logan raised an eyebrow. “Brilliance? It looks like you’ve just fallen out of the dumpsters at Disneyworld. Or perhaps a five-year-old’s birthday party.”

“Oh, you poor sad soul. Unable to recognize fun when you see it,” Roman said, standing with a dignified huff. He summoned baskets and gathered the items around him into them.

Logan peered in with a frown. “Do you really need all that candy? It will give you a stomachache.”

“If you must know, it’s not for me,” Roman replied. “I shall be in the kitchen if you have need of my wonderful presence!”

Virgil slouched down the stairs just as Roman turned through the door. “Hey, L, what was that noise?”

“Roman.”

Virgil nodded sleepily and disappeared upstairs once more. 

Roman re-emerged in a cloud of sprinkles and flour an hour and half later. Logan would have happily continued reading, but the dramatic side was also singing at the top of his lungs.

“There is something sweeter everybody neeeds…”

“Roman, must you-”

“I’ve been dreaming of a true love’s kiss!” he sang, twirling into the living room with a basket under one arm. He sprinkled a trail of candy behind him as he went: Laffy Taffys, Hershey’s Kisses, SweetTarts, and conversation hearts. He spun up the stairs as he continued to sing.

Logan wanted to roll his eyes and ignore it all, but knew he was far too inquisitive to not spend the afternoon wondering. With a resigned sigh, he placed a bookmark in his mysteries and followed the trail of sweets.

Roman twirled down the hallway to Patton’s room and knocked. “Dear heart! Your presence is requested!”

A sleep-tousled head poked out, glasses still askew. “‘Morning Roro, where’m I going?”

Roman gestured dramatically to the line of candy behind him. “Follow the path of sweetness! It should be easy for you, as you’re the sweetest person I know!”Patton giggled. “But that’s gotta be you, sugar!” 

“No, you, honey!”

“Sweetie-pie!”

“Gingersnap!”

“Cupcake!”

“Please,” Logan interjected faintly. “Please go along with the scheme and stop naming desserts, I’m getting heartburn just listening.”

Roman sniffed. “Some people have no sweet tooth whatsoever.” He kissed Patton on the cheek and danced back along the corridor. “Once you’re ready, I’ll be waiting for you at the end!”

Patton disappeared into his room and re-emerged less than a minute later, looking only slightly less haphazard and twice as giggly. He wore his cat hoodie and used the pouch to collect the candies sprinkled across their home.

Virgil reemerged looking slightly more awake and followed Logan, who followed Patton, all with a sense of morbid fascination.

The trail led down the hallway, down the stairs, through the living room, and into the kitchen. Roman stood there with an enormous cookie cake decorated in mini M&M’s. He’d picked out only the reds and blue to spell out “Roman ❤️’s Patton”

Patton blushed and squealed in delight. “Roberry!! This is so sweet! What’s the occasion?”

Roman came around the table to catch Patton in a hug. “I noticed you were feeling a little down yesterday, my dearest. I wanted to cheer you up.”

“How could I ever feel down when someone as wonderful as you loves me?”

Roman caressed Patton’s face softly. “It’s okay if you do, Pattycake. You’re a wonderful, deep person who feels many complicated things, and I don’t expect my love alone to fix your very real feelings. I just want you to know that I’ll always be here, for the good and bad alike.”

Logan watched the two right-brain sides continue to hug, and turned to see Virgil hiding his face behind his hoodie sleeves

“What is it, Vee?”

“Nothing,” he mumbled.

“Sorry, what was that?” Logan asked, pulling down a hand. It revealed Virgil’s face devoid of its usual foundation gone bright red. He raised an eyebrow in a silent question.

“Shut up,” Virgil growled. “It’s… fuck, they’re just cute, okay? That was a really sweet thing of Ro to do unprompted.”

Logan softened. “I won’t tell anyone if you don’t.”

Virgile pulled his hood up, face still pink. “Good, I’ve got a reputation to maintain.”

[gominosekai]

Hohoemi month is start today so I wanna shared my sunshine pair fanarts from my twitter

[figurative-falsehood]