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theplottdump · 2 months

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Sunny: And then I washed up on the beach. That's when you found me on the sensors HANSEL. HANSEL: I see- my, this is all is very troubling. Fishboy: So you can just breathe underwater now?? And you're still a land walker? Weird!! -but kinda cool i guess.

Sunny: You tried to drown me!! Fishboy: You tried to take all my stuff! It was just a joke! You could have totally swam out or whatever.

Sunny: Well it wasn't funny! I got 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙 because of you! Fishboy: Well I got grounded because of you! Sunny: Wait really?

Fishboy: Yeah I told my tutor and she was totally uncool about it!

I was all like - "But you guys drown humans all the time!" And she got all puffy and was all like - "NoT HUMan chILDreN!" And then she totally told on me and my mom was all - "wE wiLL taLK abOUT thiS LAtER"

Sunny: Well- GOOD! - But how'd you get un-grounded? Fishboy: Oh, uh well- about that…

Fishboy: You're lucky your mom has time to help you search for frogs- Sunny: You're… you're still grounded- aren't you?

Fishboy: It's not my fault!! My parents are super busy all the time- like we come here every summer and they spend the whole time doing dumb adult stuff! Nobody even cares when I'm not around anyway. HANSEL: I'm sure that's not true. Fishboy: Then why has no one noticed yet?

Fishboy: But I thought maybe if I brought you that map you liked- maybe you could tell me some more pirate stories. Like the ones in your book. Sunny: How did you keep it from getting wet? Fishboy: What? Sunny: The Map- How did you- Fishboy: It's like- um- imagine a big underwater air bubble? Sunny: Cool.

Sunny: … Can I see you do it? Fishboy: Yeah, I've been practicing! Dad says I'm getting pretty good at magic! Well, at least I think so- like sometimes I think he's like smiling but it's usually just a fart-

HANSEL: Miss Sunny- sidebar please.

#baby fishboy #just a couple of babiess #Plott Gen 6 #Main Plott #Gen6Part5 #Sunny Plott #HANSEL #Kāne Kanaloa

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dizzycloudzzz · 4 months

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they became canon? no, no...

THEY HAVE ALWAYS BEEN CANON

just a celebration below lol 💗

I waited a long time for this... so many fanfics and web comics and fanarts... a whole whatsapp group just to talk about how much we ship them... I'm just SO happy right now

I WILL NEVER DOUBT ANY OF MY DREAMS FROM NOW ON, IF I WANNA FLY, I WILL FLY

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH THEY THOUGHT I WAS CRAZY WHAT NOW? NOW THEY'RE SURE!!!!

LOOK AT THIS SILLY BI DISASTER AND GAY CHAOTIC IN LOVE BUT SOOOOOOOO FUCKIIIIIING SHYYYYYYYY

HEY HEY do y'all wanna know my THEORY? 👹

OKAY, OKAY, ISMA'S DRAWINGS SHOW THE FISHBOYS LOOKING OLDER RIGHT? AND IF IT COMES FROM SOMEONE WHO PARTICIPATED IN THE CREATION OF THE FILM I DON'T SEE AS JUST A FANART... I SEE IT AS A PROFESSY OF HOW THEY WILL BE IN THE NEXT MOVIE

I BELIEVE IN CONTINUATIONS... THE ESTIMATE WAS THAT LUCA 2 WOULD COME BETWEEN 2024 AND 2026... THIS IS THE QUEER YEAR, BELIEVE

I love life, if the same Disney (who bought my beautiful little Pixar) that disappoints me so much gives me this happiness I will never complain about anything again

HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY

#luca #fanart #luca paguro #alberto scorfano #luberto #alberca #LUCA 2 COMES #happy couple without trauma #canon?#CANON!!!!!

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ryuichirou · 7 months

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Sorry if you talked about this before and I missed it but if you have any hcs for Floyd/Vil? I just find it so interesting how Vil not only gets two honorifics but Floyd also listens to him even when he doesn't feel like it or grumbles the whole time (Vil's Halloween story), fishboy is more obedient to Vil than Azul xD

Anonymous asked:

How do you feel about Floyd/Vil? The sexual tension they had with each other during beanfes was nuts. (Though let’s be real that was peak flirty Vil)

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We love love love FloVil! We haven’t posted any hcs about them yet (this is about to change lol), but just like you two said: there is tension and there is chemistry. It really is adorable that Vil is respectable enough for Floyd to be called a senpai (he doesn’t even address every senpai this way), but also cute/likeable enough to be called a “chan”. This is special lol And I really like that he knows better and acts more obedient with him, but is still being very annoying and unpredictable. It makes them such a fun ship, because honestly Vil + some chaos that he has no control over is also a great combination.

And yes, just like Anon said, their interactions during beanfest were something else. I really love it when Vil is having fun and flirty, and I really love it when Floyd is impressed and excited around someone.

Alright, here are some headcanons~ Not really spicy this time, but this probably (hopefully) isn’t our last FloVil post.

Both of them realise that there is some tension between them, and if they interacted more often, they would probably have sex at some point. Both are open to the idea, at least in a “both had fantasized about it once” way, but things never got this far with them. Yet.

Which is kind of weird because neither of them are each other’s type. But Floyd is very drawn to the way Vil presents himself, his fashion sense and, more importantly, his strength. And Floyd is way too unpredictable and childish for Vil, but he kind of got charmed by him. The guy is insufferable, but very charismatic and even kind of cute when he is on your side. Vil also finds him way more open-minded than he anticipated.

They stumbled upon each other in some fancy shop once and had this weird realization that they actually have a lot in common, even though their dressing style and preferences are very different. They ended up spending much more time and money that day than they anticipated.

Floyd had actually seen little Vil before, when him and Jade were at some event with their dad. He doesn’t remember much though, just the fact that his dad lamented about being too busy to talk to the amazing Eric Venue himself, and that a stupidly pretty looking brat looked at him and rolled his eyes for some reason.

Floyd would realise that it’s actually hilarious that his dad has a crush on Vil’s dad at the weirdest moment, probably while having sex with Vil. And he would actually stop to share this amazing information with Vil. Is this really the best time to say such a thing? Yeah, I guess.

#replies #headcanons #flovil

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scribble-dribble-writes · 1 year

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Why do you think Shuri said "Then keep me instead" when Namor refused to send Riri back to Wakanda? What was she intending? Purely political (or slightly romantical)?

I interpret it as a mix of both. She's been this intelligent kid her whole life and with such brilliance comes it's own issues. You see through people easily. I guess that's why they feel comfortable with eachother, their both equally mesmerized. Most only want you around to use utilize your mind. She says she buried the person who was the last to truly know her heart, in her mother's funeral. So it correlates with how she could only be herself around very few people. The tone with which they were speaking in the cave is casual. People think he's abducted her or torturing her but for a moment she's away from all that. They're conversing about history, grief, the love for their people, art and beauty. To an intellectual, that's haven. To talk about anything.

So I guess when she's saying that, she's bargaining. (Maybe because of that when the queen bargains, he's not interested?? Cause he's already got a better bargain hahaha) She's willing to take Riri's place for the sake of peace but from her mannerisms she's enchanted by him too. You can see her expression by the river, she sees he's covered in vibranium, she doesn't know much about him. So instinctively, she's curious. She's having a nice time, royal clothes, food, underwater caves, a hidden empire. While on the other hand Riri is panicking.

It's fodder for friendship, she's telling him she likes it here and calling the empire he built, beautiful. She wants to hear him out and reason with him.

But what I did notice was how fishboy was too stunned to speak when she said that, I'm pretty sure he was thrilled and internally hyperventilating (omg she likes it here, omg she likes my home, omg she like the things in my room)

He's a Lego kid showing off his collection 🤣🤣🤣

(pls I love him so much 😩)

#shuri x namor #tenoch huerta namor #namor #mcu namor #namor x shuri #queen shuri #shuri black panther #shuri

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sailor-aviator · 21 days

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CONGRATS ON 1K LIZ!!! I AM SO HAPPY AND PROUD OF YOU!

I got a question for my fav fishboi and Skipper…how are you guys handling the long distance while Skipper finishes up school? Jake do you ever visit her?

THANK YOU SO MUCH MY BELOVED NAT!!! 💛💛💛

Jake: It's awful. I hate it. I hate it so much. I never get to see her.

Skipper: We literally, LITERALLY see each other every weekend, what are you talking about?

Jake: And what about the days in between, hm?

Skipper: You're ridiculous, you know that? What is that saying? Absence makes the heart grow fonder?"

Jake: Whoever came up with that was a damn liar and I won't hear anymore on it.

Skipper:

Jake:

Skipper:

Jake: When are you staying in North Island permanently?

Skipper: Oh my GOD. You're such a dork.

Jake: But, I'm your dork.

Skipper: Add cheesy to the list too, I guess.

Join in on my 1k Celly!

#answered #beloved mutuals #liz's 1k celly #they're so cute #mmats #meet me at the sea

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journeyintofiction · 1 year

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The Fight

Hey everyone! I know everyone wants to read something where W’Kabi faces off with Attuma in some way, shape, or form. SO you asked, I answered

Word count: 1.0k

As always Happy reading :)

Okoye was sitting in the nursery trying to decide what color she wanted to paint the walls. They just found out they’re having a girl and Attuma was ecstatic, she had to make him promise not to spoil her rotten. She shook her head and focused back on the task at hand which is not as easy as she thought.

“Attuma, can you come here for a moment?” She called out.

Rather than respond she heard him walking over to the room then she saw him standing in the doorway, “Yes my love?”

Okoye pouted and said, “I can’t decide which color to use for the walls, can you help me pick one?”

He walked over and sat behind her then pulled her into his lap before looking at the color palettes, “Why not just pick the softer green and purple?”

“Do you think it would look good together? I want the colors to be complementary and not clash.”

Attuma shrugged his shoulders, “I think they would be good together because of the softer tones, but choose whichever color you prefer.”

Before either of them could continue the conversation they heard a loud knock at the door and looked at each other.

Okoye raised a brow at him suspiciously, “are you expecting someone because I’m not.”

Attuma shook his head no and looked confused, “I am not, if I was I would have mentioned it earlier to make sure you were ok with it.”

Attuma helped his wife stand up because she was 6 months pregnant and at this stage, getting up by herself was harder. They walked to the living room together and Attuma gestured for her to wait there just in case it was an unwelcome visitor. Normally she would roll her eyes but he seemed on edge and she trusted her husband's judgment through and through so she stayed put.

Upon opening the door Attuma immediately scowled at their “visitor” who so rudely interrupted their planning for the nursery, the unwelcome visitor was her ex-husband W’Kabi. He has been attempting to contact her after she served him the divorce papers well over a year ago. The only thing that stopped Attuma from tracking the man down before was his wife pleading with him to not engage with the man because he can be malicious. The last thing Okoye needed or wanted was her husband fighting with her traitorous ex-husband.

However, now Attuma had a child to protect and would not hesitate to kill this man should he stress out his wife. Pregnancy was hard enough as it is and he won’t take kindly to this man inserting himself into their lives.

Attuma crossed his arms and blocked the entrance to their home before saying, “Why are you here?”

W’Kabi looked at him with disgust, “what are YOU doing here fishboy?”

Attuma took a deep breath, “leave before my patience runs out.”

“No, I am here to see Okoye or is she too afraid to speak with me face to face like a real woman.”

Attuma without turning around reached for his axe by the door and looked at W’Kabi with an unsettling smile. “I asked you to leave once and I will not ask again.”

W’Kabi looked put off but called out to Okoye, “I know you are there, I just want to talk so come out here before I have to fight your plaything.”

Okoye moved from where she was sitting, came up behind Attuma and patted him softly on the back, letting him know he could move so she could deal with him. He hesitantly moved to reveal Okoye but kept one hand on his axe and the other on her back as silent support.

W’kabi, upon seeing her, reared back like he had been struck before yelling, “you let him get you pregnant? You denied me children but were quick to have a half-breed with him?”

Okoye gasped at his crude remark before saying, “ Look at how you act! And you wonder why I divorced you, all you do is act like a petulant child when someone denies you!”

W’Kabi snapped and yelled “And you are quick to open your legs for a man who was your enemy a short time ago.”

The yelling attracted the attention of neighbors, two of whom were Aneka and Ayo as they lived on the same path as Okoye and Attuma. Aneka and Ayo were at their home and speaking to Shuri and K’uk’ulkan when they heard the raised voices and went to investigate. Shuri and K’uk’ulkan were hot on their heels as support in case something was happening.

Attuma had enough of W’Kabi and stepped outside with his axe, “You do not get to speak to my wife in such a manner and walk away unscathed.”

“And what will you do to me?”

Everyone in the accumulated crowd collectively seemed to roll their eyes but didn’t step in to help him escape. Attuma looked to Shuri and K’uk’ulkan for a seal of approval and received a slight nod of affirmation from both. He turned to W’Kabi who rushed at him in pure anger and was promptly hit square in the face with the butt of Attumas axe.

Okoye stepped onto their porch to interfere but Attuma gestured to her to stop and looked down at the man who was a nuisance.

“Let him get up if he wishes to continue fighting so I can finally get rid of him.”

All W’Kabi did was moan on the ground and Attuma promptly turned around and went to stand beside Okoye on their porch. The crowd began to disperse, Shuri came over and asked, “are you gonna at least move him from your front yard?”

Attuma shook his head with a slight smile, “he has taken enough time away from Okoye and I planning our nursery and I have no intentions to further delay in planning the nursery.”

Shuri laughed and turned around to walk back with Aneka, Ayo, and K’uk’ulkan and shouted over her shoulder, “alright, have a good evening both of you, and feel free to throw him around a bit if he chooses to bother you again.”

Okoye and Attuma chuckled at that and returned inside their home.

#attuma x okoye #okoye x attuma #okoye x attuma fanfiction #attoye

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charleslee-valentine · 1 month

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A little Otis Driftwood theory

A teenager/young man with albinism in the 40s such as himself easily could’ve been in a freakshow. Albinism was commonly paired with talents, one popular example being a woman who swallowed swords in the 1950s. The decline in popularity of freakshows wasn’t until around that time.

Otis throws knives, has a sense of showmanship (Fishboy! and talking directly to cameras,) knows how to prepare manufactured oddities of all kinds, and hates clowns. Having some kind of past in the sideshow business doesn’t seem too far out of the realm of possibility. Especially since he apparently traveled all over. A drifter doesn’t equate to unemployment- a drifter can drift with a touring showbusiness company.

He supposedly didn’t join the Firefly family until he was in his 30s and Cutter found him. Maybe he’s still working for some sort of run down freak show, or maybe not. But there’s gotta be something to draw Cutter to taking him in with his family, and it’s certainly not their barely tolerating each other. An insider knowledge in the very oddities Cutter bases his station theme around maybe?

Besides, he’d been independent since he was still a child. He’d have to have supported at least himself in the 20 some odd years since, doubly so if he already had his brother with him. Even traveling freak shows had some kind of housing, and the pay wasn’t all that bad, that’s why so many disabled folks tolerated the abuse. It would’ve been better than nothing. Its not like a teenager and an 8 year old (going off of Rich Brake’s age when 3fh was filmed) are gonna get away with any kind of crime spree for money/food/shelter while already on the run for Otis killing their parents.

Otis himself could’ve done knife throwing which is why he knows it, or been something of a ringleader I imagine.

#hotc #house of 1000 corpses #otis driftwood #otis b driftwood

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redstonedust · 1 year

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okay but i will say in funny sims news. xb keeps rolling wants about talking to mumbo but never the other way around so its created this funny one sided admiration energy that i cant get over. poor fishboy.

#hermitsims #also at one point he rolled a want to ask mumbo to be his boyfriend and i was like GIRL you havent even FLIRTED?

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hellboundhimbo · 23 days

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kicking and screaming like a toddler WHY CANT I POST MY FIC NEOWWWWWWW

#fishboy talks

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eyelessfog · 1 year

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“Have you ever kissed someone before?” Shelby asks, tapping her fingers against her cheek. She’s trying to build a tower of cards with magic.

“Yeah,” Joey replies, just as the tower comes crashing down.

“Not Katherine, I mean,” Shelby clarifies.

“Yeah,” Joey agrees.

Shelby squints at him. “Or Jimmy,” she adds.

Joey makes a face from where he’s taking apart his spare gun for the fourth time. “… You can’t keep adding people,” he tells her.

“That’s a no,” Shelby recognizes. “That’s fine. I’ve never kissed anyone.”

Joey’s head snaps up to look at her. “For real?

“Yeah. Not a lot of people to kiss when you get bullied a lot. And then if I wasn’t sucking at school, I was trying really hard to not suck at school. Busy life for a hot witch like me.” She huffed, then waved her wand again, piling cards up, bit by bit.

“I mean, Shelby, not to imply anything-“

“Isn’t that all you’re good for?”

“-but, you objectively are really hot.”

“I get to call myself hot,” Shelby tells him. “You gotta find some other words, fishboy.”

“You’re pretty. You’re strong. Golden eyes are pretty fuckin’ cool, girl. And you’re telling me no one ever wanted to kiss you?”

The card tower falls again and Shelby falls back onto her bed. “Yeah, Joe! That’s what I’m saying! Can I make fun of you now?”

“I’m not making fun, Shelby, I’m just… Do you want your first kiss?”

Shelby sits up to glare at him. A card rises from its spot on the floor and smacks him flat in the face. “Not with you, that’s for sure.”

“Cheers to that!” Joey agrees raising his lukewarm fruit punch. “I don’t want to kiss you either. I was more talking about getting Katherine? She kisses me for funzies all the time, I bet she’d be willing to give you a smooch.”

Shelby’s face turns bright red. “Oh, I don’t know if I can do that… I still have a crush on her, you know.”

“I do know! Actually!” Joey tells her. “We talk about it all the time!”

Another card in his face.

“Stop that. Anyway, doesn’t having a crush on her make it even better? Like! Your first kiss is with a girl you like! That’s great!”

Shelby presses her hands to her cheeks. “But what if I like it too much! She’s never gonna like me back…”

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

“I don’t know why we’re bringing the whole ‘she won’t like you back,’ into it. I know she won’t. You know she won’t. Apparently you can’t just stop having feelings for her - that still sounds fake, by the way-“ Joey rolls his eyes, as if he thinks she’s been lying to him about it for the past month, “-So why not just go about life as normal?”

“And normal life includes asking her to kiss me?”

“When you’re me, it does!”

Shelby scrunches up her face. “You’re weird.”

“You’re weird!” Joey shoots back.

“Weaaakk,” Shelby sings, and then starts cackling when Joey leaps onto the bed to wrestle with her.

Five minutes later, they’re giggling and only a little bit bruised. Joey does that big sigh that means he’s done laughing and wants to say something, so Shelby quiets to listen.

“Tomorrow morning we’re gonna go ask Katherine to kiss you,” he says.

Shelby smacks him lightly. “I really wanna throw you in the pond. Can I throw you in the pond?”

“Is that a yes?”

“I’m gonna throw you in the pond.”

Shelby rolls over and stands, then throws him over her shoulders and starts down the ladder. It’s a game they’ve perfected over many sleepovers, and in less than a minute, he’s splashing around the amethyst pond, fins fluttering in excitement. Shelby dusts off her hands, and pretends to get spooked when he grabs at her ankle.

“Fish boy!” she yells as she dips a toe into the water and kicks.

“Witch!” Joey calls as he rears back to make as big a splash he can.

(They head back inside, soaking wet and amused. The next morning, they’ll go over to Katherine’s and Joey will tell Katherine that Shelby wants her first kiss to be from someone she trusts. And someone who isn’t Joey.

Katherine will oblige, a humoured smile on her lips, and Shelby will blink rapidly for a couple seconds after. “Thanks,” will be the stupid first word to come out of her mouth afterwards.

On the way to Eversea, Shelby will tell Joey that it didn’t actually feel like all that big of a deal. Joey will laugh, and tell her that it’s because it wasn’t that big of a deal. The only difference now is that she’s kissed someone. “Not that big of a difference overall, is it?” Joey will say.

Shelby will touch her fingers to her lips thoughtfully. “No. I guess not!”)

#[written in stone]#UHHHHH HI. this has no real point i just wanted to think about them #shelby shubble #joey graceffa #empires smp #empires smp 2 #everduo

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moonlightsmasquerade · 10 months

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Hi, I'm Brazilian and would like to see what would happen if Evelin and Adam found each other in this AU you created (I'm using the translator because I don't know English)

Hello! Since I'm not sure which au you mean, I'll do both! I hope thats okay :D

One is MiM (Monsters in Mandela) and the other is Submandelaphobia (Submandela can be used for short!)

MiM au: I do plan to have the two see eachother again, and both are very awkward for a bit, neither are aware that the other isn't human until Adam sees Evelin look more like a gremlin (she was trying to hide it) and he's surprised to see her like that. Of course he'll end up sharing his non human status later (some of this is a bit up in the air because its in a later part of the story i haven't finished.

Submandela au: Adam avoids Evelin like the plague already, avoiding any and all attempts at closure. When he stops talking to Sarah, Evelins kinda mad he's ignoring another friend and goes to his house to talk, only to find out Adam's left and something else is in his home. If she did see him as a fishboy she'd probably flip out, not even thinking it's the same Adam, just another fish monster copying him.

#tmc mim au #tmc submandelaphobia au

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heorist · 1 year

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Otis driftwood romantic hcs WOOP DEE DOOP

- really creative with petnames but sometimes theyre foul sounding mainly just to fuck with you LMAO he also most def calls you mama(s) aswell

- he likes to put his arms around your waist

- ou he is so protective cannot be told otherwise

- TOUCHY. AS HELL. This man will always want to be touching you in some type of way

- doesnt care about pda would probably make out with you in public if you let him tbh

- would drag you into his 'artistic' stuff such as fishboy . You WILL be creating weird shit with him

- he loves cannibal corpse. Ik it. I also bet he would be a fan of skinny puppy as well. Listen to those with him ,.

- extremely flirtatious and compliments you ALOT.

- similar to the pda hc, he likes showing you off to others and is so proud of his relationship with you. But god forbid anyone apart from him flirts with you

- you guys for sure own pet spiders. Goliath bird eaters to be specific.

- baby has PROBABLY teased you guys in a lighthearted way before about your relationship but she really is happy for you guys

- would commit crimes for you. Like. If he saw something he thinks you would look good in but its extremely pricey he would steal it 0 hesitation.

- He likes having shit talk sessions with you

- yes. You do end up getting a matching "Burn This Flag" tank top.

A/N: I HOPE U LIKE THIS AND IM SORRY IF ITS NOT ALL THAT GREAT I TRIED REAL HARD BRO.

Tags: @daggersangel

#otis driftwood #slasher #slasher x reader #house of 1000 corpses

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silverstarfics · 10 months

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I’m convinced I wrote this in my sleep because I don’t remember writing most of it and I am ridiculously tired right now. But hey, the prompt was ‘let’s celebrate’ so I wanted to write something light-hearted without thinking too much so I guess I’ve achieved that goal

@thunder-pride

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Thunderbird One had a very large, very conspicuous pride flag painted along her hull.

Given their current surroundings, this did not stand out as much as one might expect, but it was certainly a marked change from that morning. Somehow, in the five hours since Alan had last seen the Thunderbird in the hangar to now, at Sydney Pride, the transformation had taken place without any prior warning or even the smallest of hints.

It wasn’t as if their support of the community wasn’t public knowledge – along with the fact that several of them were part of the aforementioned community. Gordon had somehow talked Brains into creating him a second baldric in pink, yellow and blue and promptly switched out his usual yellow for the pansexual-themed sash every pride month. Virgil had a tiny flag painted onto the Jaws of Life. Alan himself had slapped as many stickers as possible onto his astroboards.

International Rescue wasn’t even supposed to be making an appearance. These sorts of things usually had to be organised in advance with the help of their hardworking PR team.

Today, they were here as themselves. There wasn’t a flash of blue uniform to seen, although admittedly their outfits still stood out in the crowd; Virgil’s because of the intricate details of the design he’d painted onto his shirt, Alan’s because he couldn’t decide on a single colour scheme and so had opted for all of them, and Gordon’s because he resembled a walking disco ball. If Alan had considered his brother’s Hawaiian shirt bright then this was blinding and that was before he’d gotten hold of the glitter spray.

The glitter spray was currently in Kayo’s possession as Gordon demanded she reapplied it. His offended squawks were almost loud enough to be heard above the crowd.

“You nearly got it in my eyes!”

Kayo’s eyeroll was practically audible. “Stop whining. You’re fine.”

“I’m blinded, Kay.”

“You’re not, but we might be. How many sequins are you wearing?”

“Not enough.”

Neither of them had yet noticed the Thunderbird descending towards the top of a nearby apartment block in full view of the crowd. In their defence, the event was loud and so the rumble of VTOLs was mostly lost in the mix of music and merriment. But the clamour of voices and delighted shouts was fairly hard to miss.

Alan stared at One for a long minute, rubbing his knuckles against his eyes to check if his vision was playing tricks on him. It took a moment to remember that he’d probably just smeared glitter across his face. Dangit.

“Holy shit,” Gordon exclaimed gleefully, finally glimpsing One. “He actually did it.”

Kayo tossed the glitter spray into Gordon’s bag. “I thought Scott was busy today?”

Gordon waved a hand vaguely. Kayo hooked her fingers through the mesh of his shirt and yanked him off the curb. He twisted to face her with an offended yelp and Alan reached back to steady him before he could slip on the mess of confetti coating the street.

“Start talking, fishboy,” Kayo demanded. It was genuinely impressive how she managed to maintain an intimidating aura whilst wearing rhinestones. “What do you know?”

Gordon attempted to back up a pace. “To be fair, he didn’t lie to you. He has been busy today. Just… you know. Arranging certain things. Like, uh, surprises.”

“Gordon, I swear.” Kayo jabbed a finger at him until he went cross-eyed. “You know I hate surprises.”

“You’ll like this one!”

Alan was still caught up in the pride flag on Thunderbird One. It wasn’t just a small painting but a large-scale expanse of colour over her silver hull, sparkling in the sunshine. Cameras flashed and phones buzzed. #ThunderPride was probably already trending across social media. He spun around to Gordon with a breathless grin to match the giddy joy which had been fizzing under his skin ever since they’d touched down on Australian soil that morning.

“Did you know?”

Gordon gave a nonchalant shrug.

“Possibly. I might have mentioned the fact that this is the first pride you’ve been to since you came out. Or, you know, ever. I mean, I just intended for him to turn up but apparently he took ‘showing support’ to the next level. Which is awesome.” He fished his phone out of his pocket. “Oh, hey. We’re trending.”

“Scott’s trending,” Kayo corrected.

Gordon elbowed her. “Actually, Thunderbird One is trending if you want to be technical and boring.” He rose onto his toes to glimpse something over her shoulder. “If you turn around now, you’ll see your surprise.”

The streets were packed with so many people that it was near impossible to pick anyone out from the rest. Confetti drifted in the air, constantly churned into glittering clouds. Music sought out any hint of sadness and banished it to leave joy and acceptance in its wake.

Alan had never seen so much colour in one place. He couldn’t stop smiling. Even Kayo seemed at ease, with her flag wrapped around her shoulders and the flower crown that Virgil had talked her into wearing. Then she let out a shout and flung herself at the person who had arrived with Scott.

“Hello, darling,” Penelope greeted her, unable to repress laughter as Kayo pulled her into a hug. She had little beads woven into her blonde hair and had embellished a pastel pink dress with pins. The flag painted onto her upper arm was not her own, however. “I’m wearing it in John’s honour since he won’t attend such a crowded event,” she explained, sensing Alan’s confusion.

Kayo looped an arm around Penelope’s shoulders. “You told me you had a conference today.”

“I did, but not anymore. We thought it would be a nice surprise.”

“We?” Scott questioned, arms spread to let Gordon cover him in glitter spray.

Penelope gave an exasperated sigh. “It was mostly Scott’s idea.”

“Mostly,” Scott echoed. “It was entirely my idea, but whatever makes you happy, Pen.” He batted away Gordon’s hands. “Okay, squid. That’s enough glitter.”

“You can never have enough glitter,” Gordon declared.

Kayo stole the glitter spray. “I’m confiscating this.”

Scott scanned the crowd. “Where’s Virgil?”

“Oh, we sent him to get food like an hour ago.” Gordon didn’t seem particularly concerned by their brother’s disappearance. “Queues are crazy. He’ll probably be back soon. He won’t miss the parade anyway and that starts in ten minutes.”

“By we sent Virgil to get food,” Kayo interjected, “Gordon means that he bugged Virgil into agreeing to get some by being annoying as fu-”

Penelope clamped a hand over Kayo’s mouth – the only person who could get away with that without immediately being murdered. “There are children around.”

“-fudge,” Kayo finished. “Annoying as fudge.”

“It’s not my fault that I have a fast metabolism,” Gordon protested. “I get hungry quickly, you know that. I’m a growing guy!”

“You haven’t grown in years,” Scott pointed out.

“Shut up, Scotty. Not everyone can have your freaky height.”

“John does.”

“John’s weird.”

Kayo cut in with a mischievous smirk. “Just accept the fact that you’re short, Gords.”

“I am not short!”

“Uh huh,” Scott deadpanned, propping his elbow on Gordon’s head. “Sure. Whatever you say.”

Gordon shoved him away. “I can’t believe you’re bullying me at Pride. Isn’t that a hate crime? Rude. Get outta here, Scooter.”

“I painted a flag on One,” Scott defended himself. “Isn’t that enough for you?”

“You painted a flag on One for Alan.”

“I painted it to show support for everyone.”

“But mostly for Alan.”

“Wait, really?” Alan tore his gaze away from the crowd to stare at his eldest brother. He couldn’t quite keep his voice steady as emotion spread outwards in his chest. “You did that for me?”

Scott wrapped an arm around his shoulders and tugged him close. “It’s your first Pride, Allie. That can be pretty overwhelming. I just wanted to make you feel as supported as possible.”

“Because you’re a softie,” Gordon stage whispered.

“Whatever, shortass,” Scott retorted, ignoring Gordon’s outraged gasp. “Yeah, Al, it’s mostly for you, but it’s also important for people to know IR supports them.”

Virgil finally reappeared with armfuls of various goodies which Gordon and Kayo dived on like a pair of ravenous gulls. His gaze travelled from Scott to TB1 and then to Penelope.

“Scott,” he sighed fondly, “When I said don’t go overboard, this is what I meant. You were supposed to show up with a pride flag.”

“And I did,” Scott agreed cheerfully. “I just happened to paint it on my Thunderbird, that’s all. John suggested using a hologram but that felt like cheating. Go big or go home, right?”

Penelope seized Kayo’s hand. “The parade is about to start!”

Gordon barrelled ahead, a livewire of pure energy. “Hurry up! I want a good view!”

The entire day had been a whirlwind so far. There was an undercurrent of pure joy which wove through every soul present; the elation at having the precious freedom to celebrate themselves and the people they loved. Smiles were exchanged freely. Everyone seemed welcoming and kind. Compliments were treated like currency. Alan was struck by a wave of pure fondness for everyone around him, so much so that it left him momentarily frozen.

“Hey.” Virgil’s hand landed on his shoulder. “You okay, Allie?”

“Yeah.” Alan jolted himself out of the trance. “Yeah, I’m great.” He grabbed Virgil’s hand. “C’mon! Let’s celebrate!”

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