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shyranno · 2 months
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Here, have more Dad Maul--i hope it helps the dopamine because it for sure helped mine ;u;;
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queen-of-obsessing · 11 months
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once merlin and arthur get married, they slowly implement three rules in their marriage. Three little rules that neither of them refuse to budge on, secret codes that only the other understands.
The first is Arthur’s. “A coin for your thoughts.” He implements it pretty early on when they had a fight over a lie Merlin told, and Arthur admits that he hates when people don’t tell him the truth, and that he can’t stand the idea of Merlin being dishonest with him - as he was all those years when he kept his magic secret. So they make an agreement, every night, when they’re lying in bed, Arthur will ask “a coin for your thoughts?” and his husband will have to tell him some truth. Regardless of its importance, good or ill, it has to be he truth. Sometimes he’ll whisper it, and Merlin would simply say “I love you” or “I have magic” and that would be enough. Sometimes he’ll tell him a joke he heard or an observation he made. But it’s always the truth. 
The second is Merlin’s. “10-year card.” Added a little after the first, when Merlin had gone on a dangerous mission and returned exhausted, only to return to his chambers to find a mess of papers that still hadn’t been cleared up, and his manservant Freddie already gone home. “10 year card?” Merlin had laughed. He said it lightheartedly to Arthur, a reference to all those years he was his servant. But his husband took it seriously, clearing all the papers, and what was meant to be a joke about payback slowly took on a life of its own. Could you do this for me? I need your help. When their daughter is a newborn, Merlin sunk to the floor, more exhausted then he ever felt in his life. “10 year card?’’ he had whispered, and Arthur scooped him in his arms and tucked him into bed, and looked after their daughter all night while he slept. 
And the third? “Merlin’s got his shirt off.” Merlin rarely ever takes his shirt off, unlike all the other knights and Arthur who run around topless all the time. But once, many years ago, before marriage was even an idea for them, Merlin wanted to initiate sex with Arthur, so Gwaine - the love and romance expert that he is - suggested he take his tunic off in front of him, slowly and seductively, of course. And after it worked like a charm, Merlin taking his tunic off slowly became code. He will walk in shirtless into their chambers, and Arthur will ditch his paperwork, rushing to his side. Even the knights are in on it (except Leon, he refuses to partake in this tomfoolery). Gwaine will pass Arthur in the training field and yell “Merlin’s got his shirt off!” if only to laugh at the way Arthur drops everything and runs. 
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aka-lorterian · 1 year
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back from skako minor
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lakesparkles · 6 months
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Posting this right now or I'll forget tomorrow!
More information about the art under the cut:
More of the Happy AU. Since I couldn't decide between both ideas, I'll really have both at once. But right now I'll focus more on Idea 1.
At first, I didn't think I would make any Petrigrof fankid. After all, they already have Marceline! But I kept seeing people in the fandom doing some and they were ADORABLE and creative and it inspired me to change my mind and do my own, especially with how Adventure Time gives a lot of freedom when we're talking about designs.
So in the Happy AU (Idea 1) Betty and Simon have two adopted kids now. I have an idea with how I want the plot of this one to be, but it's way too... vague. So for now I'll only show Sunny! He was inspired by 1) the AT OC I created when I was 11, who was a dogboy called Jesse; and 2) another OC I designed two years ago and I still like the idea, especially the legs. Other than being half dog, Sunny also makes flowers appear on anything close to him (no one knows if it's intentional or not).
I love how many people agree with the idea that Betty and Simon planned to have kids before... everything happened. I like to think that they wanted them after they were married and Simon is forever bitter about what it could've been (I'm trying my best with this AU to give them that because I'm sad).
Last slide is Idea 2. I'm not sure about this human Marcy design but she'll surely keep her vampire fangs because I think they're cute.
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wimpwompz · 26 days
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What a perfectly normal family 😁
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skyguygeneraltano · 16 days
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I just know one day Anakin would be on a rant about the council after a very heated council meeting diagreement in front of little preschool age Leia and say some uh…not so nice things.
And the next day, the council members would be greeting Leia and Leia would just be repeating every thing Anakin said, thinking it was just conversation.
Like imagine the horror…
Mace Windu: Good morning young Leia
Leia: My father thinks that everything you said yesterday was a bunch of poodoo :-)
Mace Windu: *glares at Anakin* Oh is that true Leia?
Anakin, trying not to hide: Haha, you know kids with all these words 😅
Leia: What are you talking about daddy? You also called Master Kenobi a know it all nerfherder
Obi-Wan Kenobi, grabbing his tea: Interesting, tell more Leia
Anakin: Actually we need to get going…Luke and Padmé need us at um dinner
Leia, sitting down at the table, as Obi-Wan poured her some tea: Mommy and Luke are on Naboo right now, remember. Daddy also thinks that Ki Adi Mundi is a piece of-
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bluegreysilkie · 4 months
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A comic on why Runaan doesn’t visit
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gryffindor-jedi · 10 months
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Jedi June - Tragedy Averted
I firmly believe that if Padmé had told Obi-Wan about Anakin's dreams, then everything would have ended well, since the Jedi Council already knows about Anidala, and have exploited this throughout the Clone Wars
Thank you so much @jedijune for hosting this amazing event!
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television-overload · 25 days
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I like to think that (in a happy canon divergence au where Mulder moves in and STAYS and they live happily ever after) Mulder keeps bringing home random frou frou items like ruffly decorative pillows or tiny scented soaps and all sorts of stuff because he loves having a home that FEELS like a home and can't resist when he's at the store and Scully has to be like ENOUGH we do NOT need any more candles!! I can't believe I have to say that!
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shyranno · 2 months
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I've been sad lately so I've been trying to boost my serotonin by drawing Jedi AU youngling trainer Maul (who I affectionately call Dad Maul)... it works :))
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queen-of-obsessing · 11 months
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“What if I want to fold the laundry?” 
Merlin had incredulously asked Arthur one warm afternoon, when they were lounging in Arthur’s chambers, catching him up on the details of a new peace treaty, and Merlin had absentmindedly started to fold up the laundry as they spoke. 
They had only been married for a little over a year, and Merlin court sorcerer for even longer than that. His memories of his servanthood are nothing but a faint memory he looks back on with mirth, and a twinge of longsuffering. 
But not for Arthur. Those days are rife with embarrassment. Every time a memory casually floats past his mind - of dumping buckets on Merlin’s head or throwing something at him - a shudder of shame courses through him, and he pauses what he’s doing to bury his face in his hands, muffling a groan. All those years of treating his beautiful, angelic, powerful lover as nothing more than a servant. It’s more than he can stomach. Sure, he didn’t know the truth about him, but that doesn’t change the fact that he wishes he did. 
It’s why he never thinks about it, and why when Merlin starts to fold up the laundry, panic surges through Arthur, and he leaps from the desk, rushing to snatch the laundry from his husband’s hands. “You don’t need to do that-!” he splutters, handing it off to a passing George. 
Merlin is caught off guard, his now empty hands lingering in the air. “What if I want to fold the laundry?” he protested. 
“It’s not your job.” 
“But-” He wants to. Merlin doesn’t look back on those days with shame and embarrassment. Arthur may have been a clotpole at the time, but he knew it was only because he didn’t know. It was a part of his life, and doesn’t regret a thing. And he never minded the work. It took his mind off things, gave him something to do when destiny was getting too heavy. More than that, he liked taking care of Arthur, making sure he was safe and dressed. He had done it for so long that it just seemed natural; like a love language. An “I love you” woven into every tying of shirt laces. So he can’t understand why Arthur won’t let him do it now. “Surely even a court sorcerer can do some chores every now and then?” he protested lightly. 
“No.”
Merlin’s brows furrowed, but he dropped the subject. No use arguing over it. He made a mental note to ask him about it one of these days, but not today. 
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aka-lorterian · 1 year
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batchedzine · 6 months
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CONTRIBUTOR APPS ARE OPEN!
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wormstacheangel · 1 year
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"I'll be right back with your order."
Castiel smiled politely before looking outside the window. The rain continued to pour and the diner filled up with strangers stopping by for a comforting meal.
He watched as puddles started to form on the broken concrete street and listened to people running into the restaurant commenting on the weather. Shaking the excess rain off them as the waitress tells them to take any open table.
He found this mundane human experience so wonderful. Maybe it's just another day for them but Castiel will remember each word. He will remember the burnt coffee smell that mixed in with the rowdy laughter. He will remember the Beach Boys playing in the background and a father begging their teenagers to put the phone down to eat.
He would especially remember this day because he makes it a habit to remember every day he spends with Dean.
"Did you order yet?" Dean sunk into the seat across from him and smiled. It shined so bright that Castiel can feel his heart race at the sight. He was only away for less than five minutes but Cas missed him so much.
"Yes. I got you your favorite heart attack special with a waffle instead of pancakes."
"Oh! Good call, dude. I've been craving waffles since-"
"You saw the billboard. I know. You won't stop talking about it." Cas teased and it made Dean chuckle.
The waitress came over and filled their mugs with coffee and dropped the flavored creamer in front of them. "Extra caramel for the gentlemen. Your food will be out in a sec."
"Thanks." "Thank you."
The waitress leaves them again and Dean lets his legs tangled up with Cas'. "What did you get yourself?"
"Pancakes."
"Chocolate or blueberry?" Dean started to open creamers and mix them into Cas' coffee. Stirring in sugar right after because he knows he likes it sweet.
"Blueberry." Cas watches Dean's hands as they stir and then lifts the spoon to his mouth before he mixes his own coffee.
"Course. Remember to turn down the mojo before you eat this time."
Cas nodded once, humming an agreement, as he reached to take a sip of his coffee. The sweet sugar coated his tongue and he smiled. "Perfect once again."
"Yeah? Taste like a bowl of sugar?"
"And caramel."
"That's just burnt sugar, sweetheart." Dean took a sip of his coffee—he only adds two creamers—and let out a loud sigh."Now that's some good coffee."
"I'm sure."
Castiel felt his shoulders relax as he enjoyed the view in front of him. Watched as the waitress sets their breakfast down and Dean raised his finger to "pretty please" himself some hot sauce. He let Dean cut his pancakes before he pushed the plate back towards Cas. Loving how wide Dean's eyes got when Dean was surprised by the extra slices of bacon Castiel ordered.
But he especially loved when Dean asked, "Can my husband get a glass of OJ? Thank you."
He will never get used to that.
"I don't want orange juice." Castiel tells his husband as he takes another bite of bacon.
"It's for me but I already got coffee and chocolate milk so I don't want to push it. And stop eating all the bacon."
When breakfast is over they pay and Dean hides under Cas's coat as they run through the rain. Dean’s arms wrap around Cas’s waist and he ducks his head into Cas’s chest. Every second felt like a wonderful eternity.
"Cas! You got the keys, man!"
"Oh." Castiel took the keys from his trench coat pocket and opens the passenger side for his husband.
"Such a gentleman." Dean teases but before Castiel can roll his eyes and walk away, Dean pulls him in for a kiss. Soft and lingering as the rainwater pours over them. "Been wanting to do that all morning."
Dean winks at him before sliding into the car and closing the door behind him. It takes less than a second for Cas to restart himself and jog over to the driver's side.
"You okay, Cas?"
The rain was now a sprinkle and rainbows appeared over greased stained puddles. The world never looked so beautiful.
"Never better."
He took his husband's hand and drove them off to their next adventure.
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clanwarrior-tumbly · 1 year
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I FEEL SO BIG BRAINED FOR THIS. Ok uHm Steven x reader where Miki doesn’t die! Steven and Miki are somewhere but she flies away! Reader is around the area with their own charizard whose a male! Miki and readers charizard choose each others as mates! Awkwardness ensues between Steven and reader.
Would also be neat if those two laid an egg. So reader and Steven gift egg to Mike to prevent the fiasco. Happy au….
"Miki? Miki!! Hey! Come back! Where are you going?!”
Despite her master’s shouts, Miki simply flapped her wings and took off into the sky without warning, leaving behind a cloud of dust that made Steven cough rather harshly. 
He was forced to stop in his tracks, but by the time he caught a breath of fresh air..she was gone.
His beloved Charizard, for whatever reason, flew away, leaving him alone in the middle of the Pokémon-filled forest. He couldn’t make sense of why she did that all of the sudden.
Did something call to her on a frequency he couldn’t hear? Or did she scent something far away that she simply couldn’t ignore? Surely, something had to lure her away from him so abruptly.
This was incredibly unusual behavior for her, given her obedience.
Regardless, Steven did his best to follow her tracks, worried that she might be getting herself into trouble nearby.
When he reached a clearing in the woods, he stopped as he spotted a trainer with their own Charizard, along with Miki, who had both feet on the ground now. The two were seemingly having a staring contest.
The trainer, you, looked awfully nervous..especially when none other than the Kanto Champion himself was present as well. Miki just showed up out of nowhere, apparently looking for a fight, and you remained poised to give a command to your Charizard just in case.
Though you knew very well you’re gonna lose, and your poor, poor starter was for sure gonna spend a week in a Pokémon Center.
Of course. How could you ever hope to beat him?
Little did you know, Steven was just as lost..since Miki never sought out battles with her own species unless approached by a challenger. ‘Why would she seek one out?’ He pondered.
But then the Charizards sniffed each other, craning their necks and getting awfully close. And they did some sort of weird dance that involved them intertwining their flaming tails.
Finally, they were both...smiling and nuzzling noses?
You blinked owlishly. Now it was clicking in your brain.
They didn’t come here to fight, but to-
“So they’ve..chosen each other as mates.”
Jumping, you noticed Steven and couldn’t help but be embarrassed as he approached you. ‘Of all the times to meet the champion..it had to be because of this???’ You groaned internally, though you just forced a smile.
“Yeah, I guess...haha..” Rubbing the back of your neck, you sighed and put a hand out to him. “I’m [y/n]. It’s nice to meet you, Champion-”
“Please, just call me Steven. No need to treat me like a celebrity.” With a coy smile, he shook your hand. “Sorry if Miki scared you. She flew off without warning and I didn’t know why.”
“It’s okay. We were both just walking together, and then he suddenly stopped and got all huffy. I thought he was having an attitude until Miki flew in..I guess she scented him.”
“Yeah....”
There was a long and awkward pause between you two, though the crooning of your Charizard made you glance over, seeing that he was snuggling with Miki. It made you smile, knowing that of all the Charizards in the world...he got lucky enough to be with her.
“I don’t think they’re in the mood for a battle, so...you wanna grab something at the café?” You suggested, feeling a little bashful. It was getting harder to contain your giddiness over meeting your idol. “My treat for the cha--I mean..uh-”
“It’s alright.” He chuckled. “Sure. That’s nice of you to offer. I’ll invite Mike, too. I’m sure you’d love to meet him.”
“..oh! Yeah, absolutely!!”
......
Ever since that awkward meeting, you and Steven have formed a good friendship. You treated him as less of an idol and more of an equal, as both of you were trainers who so-happened to have very powerful Charizards.
And as for them, well, they were happily in love--like two peas in a Metapod.
They spent a few days at the Pokémon Daycare, eventually conceiving an egg with bright orange spots on its surface. The owner assured you it would guarantee a baby Charmander, so you began tracking your steps up until it hatched.
Steven was surprised, but happy that he was gonna be the “uncle” of sorts. And it also warmed his heart to know his sweet Miki had found the love of her life.
Though as you were both talking about the egg, that’s when Mike suddenly approached you, waving a Pokedex. “Steven! [Y/n]!! You guys remember how I said I needed a Charizard for the dex? Well what if I traded with one of you??”
You looked at him, adamant about doing a trade with your precious Pokémon. 
But you glanced at the egg, and then back to Steven with a knowing smile. He seemed to understand, too, and nodded in approval. 
Then you turned and presented the egg to Mike, much to his confusion. “Or you can raise your own Charizard. This one’s a Charmander egg.”
“..a-are you serious? I can have it?” He was flabbergasted, mouth agape, though he carefully took the egg into his arms. His expression morphed into one of joy. “Awesome! I promise I’ll take good care of it. Do they..trust me?”
“Of course.” Steven nodded. “You can think of this as my way of saying “sorry I took your title”.”
“Oh yeah! I forgive you a hundred percent!!” With a grin, Mike placed the egg gently inside his bag, eager to hatch it. “This is great. Soon all three of us will have killer Charizards!!”
You just smiled and laughed in agreement. 
Who knew you’d become best friends with the two most famous people in Kanto like this?
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unstabull · 1 year
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NEEDED SOME WHOLESOME AU 
MAKA TO THE RESCUE SHE WONT LET YOU BE ALONE CRONA 
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