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#amusement park au
rosaacicularis · 9 months
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au where punk grian is forced to take his little siblings to an amusement park and falls in love with the guy working the churro stand… churro guy—scar, grian finds out—finds him a little while later and they fall in love get to know each other while grian babysits <3
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sexynetra · 1 year
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would love to see some previews 👀👀🫶
Here is a preview of the amusement park piece I'm working on!! I'm hoping to have it completed and posted by this weekend, though it is holiday time now so god only knows if the schedule will allow.
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Luxx was chattering on about something, Marcia wasn’t sure what exactly because she had stopped listening, focusing on the way the worker's shirt rode up slightly as she leaned over to check that the restraints were safe and secure, revealing a tantalizing sliver of golden skin, and a few lines of black, hinting at a tattoo underneath her uniform. She didn’t realize she was staring until she felt a hand connect with the back of her head.
“Ow! What the fuck was that for?” Marcia whined, whipping her head around to glare at Luxx as she rubbed the back of her head
“Stop eye fucking the hot worker's ass, I asked you a question” Luxx teased, snorting as she watched Marcia’s face go red as she realized just how obvious she had been about her ogling “I was gonna ask if you were sure you wanted to do this since you looked seconds away from puking. But clearly you’ve found a suitable distraction…” she trailed off, a mischievous glimmer in her eyes that had Marcia’s nerves tumbling back
“Whatever you’re thinking, Luxx, you’d better not do it. I’m serious…” Marcia tried her best to sound threatening, but she was well aware that once Luxx set her mind to something, it was damn near impossible to steer her off course. They were getting closer to the front now, but Marcia was too focused on stopping whatever plan Luxx was forming to notice. “Luxx I swear to god. I’m already scared shitless of roller coasters, if you embarrass me in front of the hottest woman I’ve ever seen in my entire life, I’m gonna throw you off the top of this fucking ride…” she trailed off as she noticed Luxx laughing, furrowing her brows.
 “I’m going to have to ask you to please keep your hands to yourself at all times on the ride for the safety of all the passengers. Especially your friend here” A rich buttery voice spoke from beside Marcia, causing the blonde to whip around and come face-to-face with the worker she’d been ogling. It seemed impossible but she was even more attractive up close, all lithe lines and severe makeup highlighting her deliciously soft features. Even the ugly amusement park uniforms seemed to do nothing to dull her beauty, though Marcia imagined that dressed well, the girl would be blinding. Yet again, she didn’t realize she was staring until Luxx elbowed her in the rib. She shot a quick glare at her best friend before looking back at the woman.
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bobateaboo · 2 years
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Welp. saw this post by @alternativesaga and fixated on it for longer than is good for me, enjoy the fruits of my unwilling labor
It really was never meant to be anything more than a quick thrill.
Look, it may be childish, and oh-so-slightly illegal, but sneaking into somewhere spooky gave a rush of adrenaline nothing in your boring life could match. And probably-fake reports of towering figures in the amusement park at night? You had to.
That was how it ended up spotting you.
It was like the air had condensed around you, breath showing ever so slightly, even on the warm summer night, as your chest heaved from the sprint. Your back pressed against the pile like your life depended on it.
It probably did.
Harsh yellow light streamed from the other side, outlining your hiding place in sharp shadows; even while looking at the ground, you could see everything. The quaint little cotton candy stand, the trash can adorned with the cheery sign, ‘super stars don’t litter!’, a cutout of a cartoonish bear gesturing to how tall you must be to ride this ride.
You could only hope that it couldn’t see you.
“Hello there, friend….”
The blood in your veins froze as a new shadow entered the mural; the outline of a hand, fingers easily as thick around as your leg, a palm big enough to crush you like a soda can right there and then reaching towards you-
You fumbled, grabbing the nearest object and flinging it towards the trash can, knocking it to the floor and spilling its contents with a metallic CLANG! The lights swung away from you, zeroing in on the noise. You didn’t give whatever it was time to realize the trick, you got up and ran, making the mistake to look back over your shoulder at the thing picking through the debris as if looking for a runaway bug, looking for you.
You scrambled up the steps by the ridiculous bear cut out, panting so hard you could taste your own tongue, nearly tripping over your own feet. You threw yourself behind the ride - a roller coaster, as it turns out - clamping a hand over your mouth to quiet the sound of your ragged breath as the harsh lights swept over the area, passing from your right, to directly centered on you, to your left, in a smooth, easy arc.
“Ollie Ollie Oxen Free….”
You could hear the things giant footsteps as you trembled, steeling all of your will in you not to wimper as it shook the ground, the metal of the tracks wobbling against itself from the sheer force of it.
The clang of the metal, the uncertain shake of the supports, the thundering footsteps, all faded as the thing moved on, scouring the ground for any trace of you. You forced your breathing to slow, desperately wishing you had water with how ragged you were wearing your throat.
You blinked bleary eyes, looking out across the fairgrounds. It was ominous at night, shrouded in deep blues and silhouettes of black in the night. A few hours ago, this had been exactly what you wanted.
But now, if you could see everything in this direction, everything in this direction could see you.
The cart only hid you from one side- what if whatever it was circled around and found you? Listening with baited breath for the footsteps a few moments before going, you stumbled to your feet, intent on hiding under one of the seats of the coaster and staying there until sunrise.
And then you tripped.
You bit back a curse as hard metal hit your shin, sending you sprawling into the cart, hissing as you curled around the leg.
And then it started to move.
Your eyes widened, trying to pull up back to your feet but the movement sent you falling backwards into the seats, in the very front row as it rolled forward.
Shit. you may be bordering on an adrenaline junkie, but riding a roller coaster, in the pitch dark where you couldn’t get the belt on, with no operator, and no one to call the ambulance if something went wrong? You were in over your head.
You covered your eyes like it would somehow save you as you approached the top of the curve, fingers laced into your hair to clutch on, waiting for you to fall and keep falling. But it… never came.
Hesitantly, you lifted your hands away from your face to be greeted with the creaking bars of the track, the wind blowing cold on your face, stationary, and staring down a drop you didn’t want to think about. You… weren’t falling.
Idiot. This coaster was made for 30 to 50 passengers at once. Your weight alone wasn’t enough to pull you over. You let out a half sigh, half sob of relief as it hit you, clutching the bars. Fuck, fuck fuck… if you survive this, you swear you’re going clean on every bad habit for the rest of your life. No trespassing, no living off of junk food, no “one more episode” of a show before bed.
The tracks shook
And your heart froze
One giant, pale yellow hand wrapped around the edge of one of the attractions, a giant water slide, those harsh beams of light shining out from behind, casting across the walkway as it pulled itself into place. You were in the bottom of the cart before it could round the corner, back pressed against the wall, biting your tongue to keep in a whimper.
Overhead, the lights cut through the air like butter, painting the night above you in harsh yellow streaks. You could tell it was turning its head to look around, passing by your hiding spot once, twice, before settling over you.
And then it was quiet.
There was no shake of footsteps, no voice that rolled over the ground like thunder. It was all sickly, eerily still, as the lights remained. The night clawed at you. You didn’t know what was going on, had it turned off somehow? Frozen in the middle of the pathway, towering over the attractions?
That was when you made your second mistake of the night.
You turned around, held the wall, and peeked over the edge of the cart.
You were met with eyes, as big as you were tall, casting light so bright it hurt and less than 5 feet away from you. Giant hands arched around your hiding place, fingers curled like they were trapping you in an invisible game of cat's cradle, each joint of his fingers marked with round bearings easily as big as your head.
This was the first time you’d seen its face; it was round and flat, bearing a wide grin full of flat teeth that could crush you like a grape (if his mouth could open, of course), framed by sharp rays, taunting you in the dark night with the shape of a sun. in the center of his eyes were marked with a slightly darker indent, in a crossing shape, like a button. 
You opened your mouth to say something, you don’t know what, maybe just to scream, but it died in your throat, a choked sound escaping into the night air.
“Wow, friend! You sure are way up high!”
You shrieked as a giant forefinger and thumb came from the air, plucking you up by the hood of your jacket and lifting you clean off the ground, over the edge of the track, held up idly to the side as it used its free hand to gently nudge the coaster over the edge of the hill, sending it carreening down the track as intended.
You reached up, trying to claw at giant fingers, as if escape would lead to anything but your death right now. Another scream escaped your throat as you were moved again, swinging uncertainly as it brought you in front of it, your feet touching down on a giant palm. You were saved from losing your balance on the moving surface only by the other hand, still pinched around your hood, holding you up as it brought you in front of its face, twin beams of light shining down on you. You staggered a step back, af if the light was pushing you. It felt like it was.
“Now just how exactly did you get in here…?”
You didn’t answer. You tried to, honest. You opened your mouth, but instead of words, a sob fell out. And then another. And then your face was streaked with tears.
The thing's eyes dimmed, ever so slightly, in something akin to sympathy, the corners of the robotic grin dropping just by a fraction. It lowered itself down to sit criss-cross between the attractions, cupping you to its chest as you wailed. One giant finger lowered itself towards you - making you brace to be squashed like a bug - but instead stoked your head, petting you.
You choked on your breath, sobs hitching as you looked up (and up, and up) at its face. Its expression was almost sorry. Could giant, killer security robots feel sorry…? Its casing was warm, heated by the whirring of its mechanisms, when had you started leaning your cheek against it? When had your eyes started to droop closed?
It was weird, but as you slipped into unconsciousness, you could almost swear… that you heard it purring….
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lotuslate · 7 months
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@wlwangxianweek
Day 5: Domestic Bliss / est. relationship; they went on an amusement park date 🥰
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ryuusea · 1 year
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sherliam modern au 🎢🎠 date doodles (part 1)
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ccircusclwn · 2 months
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PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEEEE DRAW KITTY AS MK'S AUNT OR JUST KITTY PLEASE
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(takes place in the alenoah gay dads au bcs yeah,,,)
mks fave memory w her aunt kit is when she and owen tagged along to a trip to an amusement park!! ^_^
she had so much fun w her -- and still does! yippee!
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foursaints · 4 months
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first lines in 2024
thank you for the tag my beautiful dil @carniferous
share the first thing you have written in the new year once you get there (however long it takes & however brief!)
Summer begins like one of those rambling mid-August rain showers that somersault down the coastline, sudden and smothering and sparkling with electricity. By June, Lily Evans is already soaked clean to the bone. Her first weeks back home are nothing if not predictable— they slip by in an unrelenting haze of cheap tequila headaches and unflattering tanlines and the cloying, chemical-sweet smell of her Neutrogena sunscreen where it seems permanently embedded in the fabric of her denim cut-offs. There are late night bonfires, and early morning 7/11 runs, and all four boys piling into the cramped front seat of Remus’s truck to jockey for the air conditioning while Sirius sings along to the cassette player. There are those breathless evenings spent pretending to sleep in her childhood bedroom and just waiting, praying, aching to hear the sound of their car puttering into her cul-de-sac. There is the familiar slick of her watermelon lipgloss melting tacky against James Potter’s neck. Really, it's not as though she doesn’t know what to expect.
no pressure tags (idk who’s been tagged already): @messerflower @theapocryphaofantares @static-radio-ao3 @sanguineerose and PSPSP @betaot4 ik ur not in the fandom but ur my literal favorite and i neeeed you to post
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peters-lab-partner · 11 months
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For whatever reason I like to imagine Gwayne being the fun uncle to the green kids. He teaches them how to ride horses, tells them jokes that they can use to annoy Alicent with later, and gives them little gifts (like a box for Helaena to put her bugs in). The kids love it and Alicent and Otto love getting to spend time with him too.
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littlemarianah · 1 month
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Modern AU
My headcannon is obviously that Katniss is scared to death of roller coasters but don't know until she go to one.
So she and Peeta go to an amusement park after school. It's Katniss's first time in one. They're not even dating yet.
They walk around, without the courage to hold hands yet. Share a hotdog.
And then they go on the ferris wheel and share a shy kiss. The two are a little embarrassed about it.
To break the ice, Peeta suggests going on a roller coaster and Katniss accepts.
At first she even thinks it's fun, but then it gets too fast, and come the loops, and hard drops. She starts to feel terrified and grabs Peeta's arm and puts her head on his shoulder as he laughs.
She gets angry thinking he was making fun of her. And hides behind the carousel where no one is around. Peeta goes after her and apologizes.
They are alone and so close. Katniss's lips tremble, she still mad but Peeta looks so adorable. She pulls him and he kisses her against the wall. Hearts racing and intense kisses.
They stop after a while. Peeta wipes his mouth and Katniss fixes her hair.
"You know Katniss... we could go in the bumper cars"
She accepts.
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arrow-gt-ace · 10 months
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he bought a balloon
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lucassinclaer · 9 months
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HENDERHOP WEEK 2023: DAY 2 ➻ HOLIDAY
snapshots of a well-deserved vacation
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tambermizukiart · 10 months
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꧁༺ 𝓗𝓪𝓹𝓹𝔂 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 ༻꧂
I took the chance to make this piece using it for my AU, and I'm quite proud of it and of my starry dorkies 💜 Perspective is my weak point so it's surely busted but I tried hard 😔 Had some fun with this piece tho 🤲
Digital and traditional artworks 🖥️✏️⠀
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riverc1an · 7 months
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crowfeather would get into a fight with a seagull over stolen fries in the tnp roadtrip au lmao
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fanartsofliliput · 4 months
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My art in the new year so far :3
I finally redesigned my Eclipse design into something I can use outside of dca (still vibe with it, just that particular au doesnt bring joy anymore)! Now he is a bug boy
There also some chibi practice with my oc's! The lion is from my failed nuzlocke run of y, and the spider is from a story that is still developing
I also taken some requests to make a comission sheet! If only my style was staying the same for longer than a few hours -_- (all five were made in two days. I suffer)
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innytoes · 9 months
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3 sentence prompt: Reggie pairing of your choice + Dog Walker
Reggie always insisted he didn't have favourite clients. Which was half true. He didn't have favourite dogs, he loved all of them. Even the difficult ones, or the yappy ones, or the ones who would fake out being done pooping until he tied the baggy only to go: NOPE WAIT.
The human clients, though... well, there he could be honest and say some were better than others. The little old lady with the shih tzu who always slipped him an extra quarter so he could 'get himself a little treat'. The fabulously wealthy gay magician with the fabulously groomed borzoi who understood that you were never too old to have money pulled out from your ear (especially not when it came with a generous tip whenever Cerberus managed to drag Reggie behind him through the mud in an attempt to murder a squirrel.)
And of course the cute gay couple who had hired him temporarily. One of them, Willie, was the one to usually walk their rather energetic Pudelpointer in the afternoons while his boyfriend was at work. But given that both his leg and his arm were in a cast at the moment after 'a jump I totally could have made, it was just bad luck', they'd hired Reggie to take over for a while.
Pigeon was a dream of a dog, smart, well-trained, and always up for adventure. He got along well with the other dogs, but he was Reggie's only Thursday client, so they got some quality ball-throwing and jogging in as well.
Listen, he was just providing excellent dog enrichment, after he learned Pigeon often went running with Alex on the weekends. It had nothing to do with the way Willie's eyes raked over his body in his short shorts and tank top on Thursday afternoons. Or the way he'd invite Reggie in for some lemonade 'provided you get the glass yourself because I can't reach that high right now'.
He was pretty sure Willie's other, non-broken arm could reach the glasses just fine, but he wasn't complaining, especially not when his shirt rode up a little and he heard a strangled noise behind him (Alex, who had started coming home for lunch on Thursdays, just coincidentally around the time Reggie came home with Pigeon after their runs).
Pretty soon, one glass of lemonade became two, became 'why don't you stay for lunch, we made too much anyway', became long talks at the dinner table, Pigeon's head in his lap staring adoringly at him while Reggie stared adoringly at the dog's owners.
They never actually said anything, though, so Reggie figured it was just some harmless flirting. He sighed about it to Pigeon sometimes, though, about how lucky he was to be able to sleep in between those two gorgeous dudes, to cuddle with them on the couch.
When Willie finally got his casts off and was cleared by his physical therapist, Reggie had to admit he took his time getting back. He wanted to savor the time with this sweet pooch, say goodbye to him properly. They went to the dog park and he threw the ball for as long as Pigeon wanted, giving him all the treats and scratches and cuddles he could, before steeling himself for a professional goodbye.
Except when he rang the doorbell to hand over the dog (half an hour later than usual, whoops), rehearsing a polite 'no' to one last glass of lemonade (no need to drag this out), Willie and Alex instead asked him something he couldn't say no to.
Their first date was dinner at a dog-friendly restaurant, and thankfully, Pigeon didn't mind sharing the space on the bed between Alex and Willie.
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ryuusea · 11 months
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sherliam modern au 🎢🎠 date doodles (part 2)
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