Made a Cometcare AU Fankid for Carroomi! (is that the ship name for all three?)
Carrie Uni and Doom together is such a cute ship I love it so much. Omg. So I decided to come up with a kid for all three of them together and I love how he turned out sm.
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Name: Joey “JJ” Kester Mood
Allotpun: Jokester Mood
Gender: Non-binary boy
Pronouns: he/they
Sexuality: Gay, Demiromantic Asexual
Age: 18 years old
Species: Pega-squeakittydog (pega-caradog?) (pega-cat-rat-dog)
Parents: Carrie, Doom, Uni
Likes: Clowns, circuses, jokes, making others smile and laugh, balloon ferries, primary colors
Dislikes: Seeing others sad or hurt, evil clowns, horror movies about clowns (basically whenever clowns are painted in negative light), silence, conflict, not being able to cheer others up
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After what happened in today’s Limited Life session, I wanted to write some Flower Ranchers.
o7 our canary
This AU is one of my older ones. Soon after Double Life everyone (who didn’t win) got their memories back, immediately followed by every soulbond being reconnected. Soon after that, everyone gained a hybrid trait from their soulmate. Due to the chaos/issues that could cause, Grian creates a peaceful server for every life series member to meet on and help their soulmate deal with their new hybrid traits. Jimmy, Scott, and Tango regularly use that server as a way to meet up together often, considering that they don’t all live on the same server.
Finally writing fluff between all of my angst drabbles, to which I’ll return to shortly.
They tease each other because they love each other.
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“Hey Tango!” Jimmy calls as he enters the third version of their ranch house.
The blazeborn startles, wings flaring our as he turns to face them. Scott snickers as one of his wings knocks over the lamp on a nearby table. He flushes, “like you haven’t knocked over something!” Scott fully bursts into laughter then. Tango looks over to Jimmy, almost looking like he’s begging for help.
“Well,” Jimmy starts slowly, and suddenly Scott sobers up.
“Don’t.”
“When I went to check on him after Pearl texted me, his house was quite a mess.”
“Jimmy!” Scott hisses.
Jimmy grins, “it’s really quite easy, I don’t understand how you’re having issues.”
Tango, after briefly looking relieved at the support, becomes affronted again, “hey!”
“At least I didn’t set anything on fire,” Scott counters.
Now it’s Jimmy’s turn to splutter, “hey! I- it’s not my fault! B-Besides, it definitely created less of a mess than what you caused.”
“At least I didn’t need to replace anything.”
Tango’s laughter breaks them out of their back and forth teasing, there’s humor glinting in his eyes. He opens his arms, “come here, I missed you both.”
With only one last glance at each other, Jimmy and Scott rushed Tango with a hug.
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"Remember that little cafe we went to on our first date?" Rebecca asked Keeley, looking up from her phone. Keeley did the same. They were curled up at either end of the sofa, unwinding before bed.
"Of course I do, babe. You thought it would be 'good luck' because of how pink it is," Keeley said, overemphasizing the air quotes. "Like I wasn't already half in love with you by then."
Keeley's teasing smile was irresistible. Rebecca leaned over and kissed her gently. The best part of living together was getting to kiss her girlfriend any time she wanted. They kissed, unhurried and luxurious, until Keeley's curiosity got the best of her.
"What about the cafe, babe?"
"Oh, yes. It's for sale," Rebecca said. "Do you think I should buy it?"
Keeley stared at her partner in disbelief. Rebecca had a way of treating grand -- expensive -- gestures as though she was picking up a gallon of milk at the shop. Rebecca raised a perfect eyebrow.
"What would we do with a cafe?" Keeley asked. "You gonna put on a little apron and take orders at the register? Make people their lattes?" She giggled, warming to the vision. She sat up straighter, settling her shoulders back and chin up in an emphasized impression of Rebecca's most badass work persona.
"Welcome to Rebecca's," Keeley began. She lowered her voice and adopted a posh accent. "Our special today is a champagne pastry. What can I get started- eiee!" Keeley screeched when Rebecca reached over and tickled her.
To escape the tickling, Keeley wormed her way into Rebecca's lap. From within the circle of her arms, she would be safer. She kissed the soft skin of Rebecca's neck, further distraction.
"I do not intend to work at the cafe, darling," Rebecca said. "Nor change it substantially. Clearly it needs to become a bit more... solvent. Mainly, I thought it would be a shame for it to close entirely."
Keeley made a soft noise of assent, but didn't interrupt.
"Actually, it could be a lovely little spot for a new queer hangout, don't you think? Both as an alternative to the whole club scene, and a place for more feminine people to be seen and embraced. Especially women, because you don't have to be butch to be queer." She paused, thinking. "We could have themed events, trivia nights, drag brunch perhaps."
Keeley was already typing notes into her phone, adding her own ideas as she went. They leapt into brainstorming. Idea after idea poured out, was met with additions and suggestions.
"Babe, this is a fucking fantastic idea," Keeley said when they had finally run out of new ideas. She stood from the sofa and met Rebecca in the middle of the living room. "I love it. I love you."
Rebecca's gaze was adoring. Soft around the edges. Keeley rested her hand along Rebecca's neck, fingertips gently wrapping around to her nape. Scratching her nails lightly against Rebecca's scalp, Keeley drew her down into a kiss.
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I am having IDEAS for Wisteria!Sombra. I need to reread his comics and maybe watch the two S9 eps he's in but how do you guys feel about queer platonic Sombrahope?
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