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blinkpen · 7 months
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it's just one of those kinds of titles, yknow
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transfemmbeatrice · 3 months
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Greg Davies singing and dancing to Santa Baby in The Cleaner s2
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vexversion · 5 months
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[MA: Cross and Reactor Christmas]
Here's my final event art for the MyriadAnthology comic group
This is part one of a diptych christmas story alongside @\ASP_Ian, the creator of Reactor and Wicky! Cross and Wicky have set up a round-the-world present hunt, and it looks like Reactor is very fond of this gift!
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cricketnationrise · 2 years
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HI! Love your writing! Ollie/Wicks, Saturday April 15, 2017 (Post the NCAA Championship win!), the Haus. Thanks for doing all you do!
Thank you so much! 💜💜💜 this prompt made me grin so much when I read it, and writing it was a joy. Hope you love it as much as I do!
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The Haus, Apr. 15, 2017
Not even two hours after the final horn signaled Samwell’s win against Brown, the team was back at the Haus, kegster in full swing. Three different kegs are flowing, Shitty had showed up with premade tub juice to augment his and Wicky’s own brew, and Louis managed to fend off Ransom and Holster trying to take over DJ-ing by playing strategically timed line dances. Lardo already has a crowd around her, spectators and hopeful (naive) challengers alike. Ollie’s voice is already basically gone from the amount of shouting he’s done today.
He still can’t believe they actually won. Four years of hard work, of tears, of overworked muscles, and they finally did the damn thing. Bitty might have been shocked at getting voted captain, but there was no tougher fucker on their team. Bitty’s ten pounds of crazy in a five pound bag. (Maybe a three pound bag.) Ollie never doubted that he would get them to the final.
He and Wicky have been joined at the hip since the bus dropped them at Faber – unwilling to drop their hands as they quickly stowed gear and hustled over to the Haus. They’ve been in constant contact while dancing, drinking, during fruitless rounds of pong against Lardo for old times sake, and as they steal bites of Bitty’s post-win-drunk-as-a-skunk cookie dough on their way to get refills.
Wicky stole his hat hours ago, but Ollie doesn’t mind. He’s never minded, not when it's Pace. Seeing Wicks wear his clothes has always made his whole soul sing, warm with pleasure and pride. (Watching the increasingly drunk team try to figure out which of them they're talking to is an entertaining bonus tonight.)
They’re not so much dancing right now as hugging tightly and swaying drunkenly in the middle of the makeshift dance floor, not paying any attention to the beat as they move. Every now and then, one of them will just start giggling again – still high on their win and basking in the atmosphere. It’s like the team is at the end of a movie. They vanquished their foes and now, in the denouement, they get to be giddy and romantic and fucking happy as hell. It feels like any minute now, their world will fade to black and play a pop song, or freeze frame on a group shot of everyone grinning, orchestra swelling. 
Suddenly the thumping base cuts off, and Ollie pulls away from where he was fully octopused on Wicks to look over at Louis’ set up. 
Oh shit.
“HEY Y’ALL!”
Bitty has a megaphone. Luckily people are feeling indulgent tonight so they just cheer louder instead of booing their captain for interrupting the music.
“WE ARE THE FROZEN FOUR CHAMPIONS, Y’ALL!”
“Yo, Jack, do we need to start Bitty Patrol?”
“You hush your face, Mr. Nurse, I will not be disrespected in my own Haus,” Bitty chirps back. He takes a breath and then frowns, looks at Jack. “Where was I, sweet pea?”
Ollie joins in the team-wide yell of FIIINNNNEEEE without even thinking about it. He doesn’t even need to look at Wicky to bump his fist in their own private version of nice one, dude.
“RIGHT. As I was saying. WE WON THE FROZEN FOUR and y’all, it has been an honor, and a  privilege to captain this team this year. I love all y’all so much! We’ve been through it, and we fucking earned this! So go forth and celebrate y’all—”
Whatever else Bitty was going to say is drowned out by cheering. He beams out over the crowd and hops down off the chair he was standing on, making a beeline to Jack as We Are The Champions kicks on. Wicks tugs on his arm and jerks his head toward the backyard, and Ollie lets himself be led outside without complaint.
Without a word, Wicky nabs a water bottle from the cooler Ollie had hidden back here at the start of the night and hands it to Ollie.
“Thanks babe, I’m fuckin’ parched.”
“I could tell,” Pacer says with a soft smile as Ollie gulps down the water. He drains half of it and passes it back to his boyfriend to finish off. There’s some fireflies out tonight and Ollie finds himself drifting further into the yard to watch them, letting the peace of the moment wash over him. The sounds of tub juice-soaked Queen lyrics being shouted through the walls of the Haus are somehow perfect for this moment.
“Ollie?”
“Hmm?” he asks without turning around. 
“I wanted to ask you something.”
“Fire away, babe.”
“Could, shit, okay, could you turn around, at least?” A little reluctantly, he turns around and his breath catches in his throat. 
Pacer is on one fucking knee.
HOLY SHIT.
Pace grins at him nervously before he takes a deep breath.
“Oliver Oscar O’Meara.” Ollie can’t help but interrupt, giggling slightly hysterically. “How the fuck do you know my middle name?”
“I called your mom, now shut up and let me get this out, okay?”
Ollie just nods, not trusting his voice anymore as he tears up.
“Ollie. You’re my partner, my best friend, the person I want to wake up next to and fall asleep beside every day for the rest of my life. I love you so much, and I was going to wait till graduation and I don’t even have a ring yet, but after today I couldn’t wait one more second to ask you: Will you marry me?”
Ollie is outright crying now, but he’s also smiling so wide his cheeks hurt. He tackles Wicky to the ground, laughing in delight.
“Is that a yes?” Wicky asks between messy kisses.
“Yes! As if there was ever going to be a different answer, you fucker! Yes!” he yells before leaning in again. Now Wicky will be really surprised when Ollie proposes at graduation.
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e-paleolith · 10 months
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i found an elderly ladybug in my room and im going to try to baby it until it dies! ive named it Wicky cause it was the first thing that came to mind. Shes in a glass tupperware situation for the moment because i could not find any cardboard or plastic for the life of me :(. I gave her a wet paper towel and some honey and shes resting on the paper right now. i dont have a good camera so forgive the quality of these pictures please
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this is her spot for now, tips and help would be GREATLY appreciated, i want the poor thing to be happy.
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salorade · 1 year
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woobify john wick
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i-amn-snail · 2 years
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//shh, they're kissing//
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lovelyladylikes · 3 months
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humans-are-tasty · 8 months
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blinkpen · 1 year
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Which of these characters of yours would be these two people I want to fan draw it if you allow me to
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omg go right ahead but this is tough to answer concisely bc i have a lot of characters who regularly consume weed and among them are plenty of characters who are overconfident or aren't very smart about how they consume it. also characters who are goobers that are just inexperienced so them overshooting is funny. also characters who could end up on either end of the equation, really.
can you tell i'm autistic yet.
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like i could do this for hours but hopefully that's enough to get started ashjfd oh yeah the one context lamarr and jaren could be swapped
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mrphuntyme69 · 3 months
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Slippery When Wet
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jinkitsuragi · 1 year
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e-paleolith · 10 months
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Wicky found the honey i gave her :) so glad shes eating. Shes been napping till now
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neutron669 · 4 months
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Angel Wicky
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i-amn-snail · 2 years
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//ah... A bed of chia greens, some warm light and some crunchy eggshells. What more could a snail like me want?//
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nevertoolatemum · 4 months
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