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hoperays-song · 1 year
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Sing Mother’s Day Headcanons
Ash gets Rosita a Mother’s day gift, as does Johnny. Rosita cried the first time they did this.
Meena spends all day baking with her grandfather to surprise her mom and grandmother with their favourite desserts.
Buster views Mrs. Crawly as a surrogate mom and will spend the day with her to celebrate, typically gardening and talking.
Ryan and his sisters make giant cards for his moms and he will also spend one on one time with each of his moms doing their favourite activities. 
Eddie celebrates Mother’s day with his grandmother instead of his bio mom. They have tea together and Nana will tell him stories from when she was younger.
Johnny and Marcus always make Johnny’s mum’s favourite meal for dinner and watch old home videos as a way to honor her memory.
Rosita and her family typically go to a museum or build something to celebrate Mother’s day together. 
There is a special mother’s day performance during the Majestic run with additional performances by each teen cast member in honor of their moms (yes it is in the fic).
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sing-you-fools · 7 months
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@neil-gaiman you're a saint
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hallowshumour · 1 month
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You could hate my guts with the bass turned up. 🔥🎤⚡️‼️
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kroovv · 1 year
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Stinky smelly circus man pulls his head right off his spine✨
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felsicveins · 3 months
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I think John Dory should have 7 (evil) exes and you have to defeat all of them in order to date him.
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Choose your fighter 💥💪
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ryssbelle · 27 days
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N2 Floyd in the first movie
Sad little man got himself captured :(
He also gets punched in the face, but that's neither here nor there lmao
Also sorry for not posting for a fat minute I've been busy XD
Bonus: What John and Branch be doing
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RIP in pieces John Dory, you were a brave troll and will be missed
I've got some more doodles of them going through it in the first movie, maybe we will see them soon teehee .
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ijustwannahavefunn · 9 months
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That animation took me way too long to make, although to be fair I had something else I needed to do before but stiLL 👽
https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSLmXxF6R/
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channnel · 2 months
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Alan offers you his slushie. (Ft. Oc)
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mmothmanners · 6 months
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Every Villain worth their salt has a musical number.
Raphael deserves one for the sheer showmanship he embodies.
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hoperays-song · 6 months
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For the ask thing, I would love to hear one about disability! I don't wanna ask any specific character since not everyone had a disability, but yeah!!
Oooooo, thank you so much for the ask!! I hope you enjoy the lists!
- <3 Gooseless
Disabled Characters:
Irene Crawly - Lost an eye to Intraocular melanoma and wears a prosthetic.
Marcus Taylor - ADHD with PTSD.
Johnny Taylor - Autistic with panic disorder and has a weakened heart due to being born premature, as well as PTSD..
Barry Frost - Autistic.
Buster Moon - ADHD autistic with severe asthma and uses an inhaler, as well as dyslexic and PTSD.
Ash Batalla - Autistic with dyscalculia.
Nooshy Peart - Autistic with ADHD and PTSD.
Clay Calloway - Autistic with PTSD.
Ruby Calloway - Type one diabetic who also has had a heart transplant.
Rosita Pèrez-Harrison - Autistic.
Rory Pèrez-Harrison - Has selective mutism.
Ryan Willis - ADHD with PTSD.
Porsha - ADHD dyslexic.
Meena Amari - Social anxiety with PTSD
Stan Phillips - ADHD.
Nana Noodleman - Congestive heart failure.
OCs:
Jia Taylor - Johnny's mother, had Limb Girdle Muscular Dystrophy and used mobility aids.
Bella Willis - Ryan's youngest sister, deaf and wears wearing aids.
Thao Sidu - Johnny's next door neighbor, born with one leg and has a prosthetic.
London Fonua - Member of the dance troupe, ADHD.
Lorrel Yang - Member of the dance troupe, autistic.
Quentin Foudre - Member of the dance troupe, autistic and type one diabetic.
Perry Myeong - Member of the dance troupe, asthma and uses an inhaler.
Hira Tahaan - Member of the dance troupe, epilepsy.
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ghouljams · 5 months
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Friend.
Viking!Ghost with a huge wolf-dog.
Or, even better : shepherd!reader with a huge wolf-dog, or two ; big, ferocious babies who absolutely love the guy, smothering him in kisses and floof every time he visits his darling. Huge balls of fluff who are absolutely delighted when he picks both of them up as if they were still puppies. Reader falling a little bit more in love with him every time she catches him interact with them, gently talking to them as their tails wag and wag and wag. And Ghost who has to suck in a breath when he finds her asleep in the barn after she spent the night helping one of her sheep give birth, the two dogs acting as really big and warm blankets, along with all the other sheep ; just a huge pile of snuggles that won’t let any kind of cold wind through. Just utter cuteness, and the huge, powerful viking is smitten.
My period has been acting up since yesterday, and last night was a nightmare. I’m a little bit better, but I can’t eat otherwise it’s gonna start all over again. I am not hurt, I AM the hurt. I really wish I had a big doggo or one of my cats to snuggle with, or a partner to help with the panic attacks this shoot always comes with (or all of those, I need warmth and cuddles and love).
I wanna write, by I can’t, because brain not braining properly. So I’m imagining fluffy scenarios while listening to the rain outside.
The birds are singing in harmony with the rain. It’s a cozy melody.
Lots of love, Friend.
Mii, out (like a light, soon, probably).
You're getting used to the visits. The giant of a viking that hovers just at the edge of your fence, watching like he's got something to say only to turn away when you ask him to say it. The dogs like him, galloping over to the man every time his shadow crosses your fence. They wiggle and jump like puppies, pushing their big paws against his chest and stretching long with their heads back, the only man that hasn't been bowled over by them yet. You can't blame them for their affections.
Your guest scoops up one of them and cradles the overgrown mutt against his chest. Your dog, for all its ferocity, licks at his mask like the tamest pup in a litter. You get your flock settled before making your way over. It's a fair assumption the viking won't walk away with your dog, so you're guessing he's worked up the nerve for a conversation. You manage to get all the way to the fence, though he takes a step back when you lean against it. You switch your attention to the dog still on the ground and scratch under her chin. Her big eyes stare sadly up at you, as if you could pick her up like the viking.
"Ghost," he says, and you're struck by how rich his voice is, deep and smokey as a dwarves cavern, "you can call me Ghost," he explains, apparently having realized his attempted start at a conversation wasn't going to go anywhere.
"There another viking hidin' his face like you?" You ask him, the introduction is lovely (if a little awkward) but everyone in the village knows Ghost. Or, they know of him. Nobody really knows him. You figure that's what the mask is for.
"Suppose not," he replies, and there's a touch of humor in his voice you hadn't expected. It makes you think he's smiling. Somehow that makes your cheeks feel hot. Strange.
"What do you need Ghost?" You ask, leaning against the fence. He leans to put your dog down, and the other one goes to nose his hand. He scratches her head lightly before straightening up.
"Just came to pet the dogs," he tells you. You smile. "No show this time?" He asks.
"No wolves," you nod towards the pasture, your flock safe and sound as they graze. Your eyes land on the wolf fang sewn to his leather. It's familiar enough to make your heart squeeze. You wish he'd come for you.
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You're not out in the pasture, or answering the door when he knocks. It's early but Ghost didn't think you'd be that sound a sleeper. Fucking hell it's early, he shouldn't even be here but he wanted to see you before he left and- and he couldn't stop himself. He was delaying leave for his own selfish desired, but he couldn't stop himself from coming out to your little pasture. He had no excuse for it, nothing he could tell you, but he didn't want to talk to you he wanted to see you.
These are two different things.
He wanders around the fence you've put up, sturdy, well maintained. He wonders if you fix it up yourself or ask someone else to do it. You could ask him, he'd fix it for you. He'd fix anything for you. As long as it was you asking, he could do anything.
He stops outside a little covered barn, the hay leading into it is fresh, the doors slightly ajar. It's a good bet if he's ever seen one. The hinges don't stick when he inches the door open to look inside.
One of your dogs lifts its head from your lap, and stares at him, it's fluffy tail wagging softly against the hay. You're asleep, of course you're asleep. Sprawled over the hay, your dogs cuddled around you, the rest of the sheep settled to huddle close to their shepherd as well. You're surrounded by thick wool and wirey dogs, hardly bothered by the animals and straw as you sleep through the wee hours of the morning. You don't even look cold.
Ghost unhooks his cloak, the black leather and wolf's fur feeling ominous in such a pastoral scene, and drapes it over you like a blanket. Your dogs sniff it inquisitively, nosing it until he pushes their heads away with gentle pats. He tucks the fur against your neck and strokes his knuckles against your cheek. You're so beautiful, soft and vulnerable even under your fangs. He would have taken you to bed last night if you'd let him. Stayed up to watch the ewe and her new lamb while you curled up under the pelt blankets to sleep. How safe must you feel? How safe would he feel?
His thumb strokes against the fur and he stands. You'll still be here when he gets back, maybe not in the barn but here. In the village, in your pasture, right where he knows he can find you.
And hopefully, you'll be wearing his cloak when he does.
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ghosttb0y · 2 months
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Prinxiety as ponies <3
They’re so sun and moon coded I needed to draw these two 😭😭 their names are Thunder Meadow and Royal Note! I might do the other sides later but I’m not sure yet…we’ll see! Feel free to draw these two designs as well if you want!
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noisyghost · 5 months
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a little ref sheet for my tav, Wander (they/them) :)
theyre the scariest looking guy youve ever met but are actually just a pacifist minding their own business (their business is talking to birds)
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rottengurlz · 3 months
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pretty boy i missed u
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felsicveins · 3 months
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Animus
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hana-no-seiiki · 10 months
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FLIRTY! READER: *through text* Wanna be my boyfriend?
YANDERE/TSUNDERE! PRETTY BOY: *does a little happy dance*
YANDERE/TSUNDERE! PRETTY BOY: *twerks in front of his shrine of you*
YANDERE/TSUNDERE! PRETTY BOY: *removes all of his angsty taylor swift/olivia rodrigo songs from his playlist to add lovey dovey ones*
YANDERE/TSUNDERE! PRETTY BOY: *changes your names on all his social medias/phones to “my one and only”*
YANDERE/TSUNDERE! PRETTY BOY: *informs his parents for their blessings in case of a wedding while planning out how to get some from yours*
YANDERE/TSUNDERE! PRETTY BOY: *plans a wedding*
YANDERE/TSUNDERE! PRETTY BOY: *and the names of your future children and/or pets*
YANDERE/TSUNDERE! PRETTY BOY: *plans out your shared bedroom space and basically every interior design of every room*
YANDERE/TSUNDERE! PRETTY BOY: *is yelling out every single sappy love song out there as he answers your text*
ALSO YANDERE/TSUNDERE! PRETTY BOY(FRIEND): k.
FLIRTY! READER: cool.
FLIRTY! READER: so can i breed you now or…?
YANDERE/TSUNDERE! PRETTY BOY(FRIEND): I will murder you.
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