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[polin-erospsyche]

The parallel between these two scenes is heart breaking to me but oh so so loud in their meaning.

In the first one we have Colin fully dressed waiting patiently fuming as Penelope is not dressed yet. She’s vulnerable and he has his shield up. He has the upper hand. He leaves her. She stays behind hurt.

In the second one the roles are reversed. She’s fully dressed, ready for the day. He’s in what looks like his yesterday’s clothes. She is in action while he’s paralysed and not moving. She leaves him this time around.

But really it’s more than that. It’s the fact that by the second scene she is on her way to become her fully actualised self. She’s more self assured, less scared. She is moving ahead, physically and figuratively. He’s still rooted in one place, in his anger, his hurt and his trauma.

These two scenes mirror each other, but they’re also so different in the relationship dynamic. The first one is anger and hurt and Colin sees LW. The second one is a crossroad. Colin either stays rooted in place and looses Pen or he moves and have to come to the acceptance that the person he vowed to destroy is in fact the person he vowed to protect and there is no separation between the two.

[nadiasna7]

If all of a sudden you get into a fight, I'll fight with you

[thaliasthunder]

god imagine being this nepo baby

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

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[pand1on]

I was possessed with the need to draw @starrjoy's wonderful versions of Aleena and Bernadette a few days ago and here we are! Nothing bad ever happens :)

[somegrumpynerd]

Aww 🥺💘 dadmare taking care of his sons overgrown hamsters is just the most adorable thing ever! And your Art is so very lovely too!! 🥰 thank you for such cuteness. 💕

Ahskbdkbgkjdbkj thank you!!! <3

I'm pretty sure this is in reference to this (sorry it took so long to answer) and here's another doodle since you're so sweet and kind

Doesn't know how to be affectionate with a parental figure VS doesn't know how to be affectionate at all FIGHT

[radiance1]

Pariah Dark. Ghost King. Master of War. Tyrant. The Breaker of Worlds.

Currently found himself... perplexed and at a loss.

He had assumed he would never be free once more, the one-time his punishment was cut short he wrote it off as the mistake it was. A pitiful fool who believed he could claim his crown from his prison without consequences.

The second time.

Well.

He would not have thought himself to be so lucky, assuming that no other would be foolish enough to free him once more.

He most likely should have learned not to assume a lot of things, when one is more than acquainted with the Master of Time. There was a lot he would do and did for the other before his eternal rest, and a lot of things he could've wrapped his mind around, found out the reason for, even so long as he had the clues no doubt left by Time.

But this.

This.

He was not exactly sure what his expression was, he could not even decide what exactly he was feeling, even. "Dearly belo-" Pariah Dark hid his mistake by clearing his throat. "Master of Time, what exactly do you intend for me to do with... these."

'These' referred to the small beasts currently amusing themselves on his body. A pitch-black chick with red eyes currently nesting in his hair, a snake trying to loop itself-and failing at looping- itself around his neck, a puppy currently resting on his arm and a cub currenting trying to get said puppy's attention only to be zapped away by the pup's foot.

Yes.

Zapped.

Despite this utterly befuddling situation, he was amused by it nonetheless.

"Your parole," The Master of Time said, all-knowing smile on his face. "Surely you would know what to do with children, would you not?"

Pariah Dark blinked. "What in the infinite is a parole?" Pariah tasted the word on his tongue, as if it was foreign to him. And, well. It was. "And what, exactly, would that have to do with children?"

The Master of Time's smile eased into faint amusement, as if aware of some joke the king himself was not.

Which happened more often than not, actually.

"Take good care of these children, and you shall be released from eternal sleep." He said, as if that explained everything. But Pariah Dark was staring at him in clear and undisguised puzzlement.

He then raised an eyebrow. "You would leave me alone with children? Truly? With no qualms?"

The personification of Time nodded, and Pariah could blink slowly, as if he had trouble wrapping his head around this. "Dearly beloved, surely you would not think that this-" If Clockwork noticed his slip of the tongue, then he didn't point it out as Pariah Dark continued. "Would be the best of ideas, no? Surely, you should be worrying for their safety."

Clockwork's eyes filled with mirth as he inclined his head slightly. "Well, do you currently hold any thoughts of harming these children?"

Pariah Dark's face gave away his faint confusion. "Not particularly, no."

"Then that is that." The ancient ghost nodded, as if everything was already decided and done as Pariah could only stare at him in unsurprised exasperation before shaking his head.

Perhaps, he should have expected this.

"The one currently making a nest of your hair goes by Vlad, the Pheonix King." Clockwork pointed his staff to the chick in question, who squinted open an eye before nestling further into the king's hair. He then pointed to the snake. "The one currently trying to strangle you, is Danny. Our prince as well as what humans would call an eastern dragon."

The way Clockwork pronounced our had Pariah feeling like it held another meaning and not just him being known as the prince.

Was there something he was not aware of...?

The staff then pointed to the pup dozing off in his arms. "That one," Clockwork said with faint amusement. "Goes by Dan, a fusion between the phoenix and dragon resulted in his creation and he soon became his own entity after becoming secluded from his timeline after its erasure." He said this casually, as if it weren't something that would cause questions. "He is also a Raiju."

How a bird and snake gave way to dog, Pariah does not know.

The staff then pointed to the last child in his arms, trying to bother Dan and being kicked away and zapped for its efforts. "That is Dani, formally Danielle. She is a Mishipeshu who is the only successful clone of the phoenix and dragon, making her our technical princess."

Again, the emphasis of our left Pariah feeling like there was something he should know. A missing piece to a puzzle he didn't even know he had started.

"You said this one was a king, correct?" Pariah asked, shifting around his arms to better support the pup and cub. "Would the phoenix's not take offense to me of all people being the one to raise their ruler?" As soon as the words left his tongue did he remember who exactly he was talking to.

He was met with a vicious smile, one that he did not see until the days of yore. His non-existent heart skipped a beat.

"Well, if they would like to voice their... displeasure." The Master of Time practically purred that sentence out, and Pariah felt something odd shift inside him. "Then they are surely allowed to do so."

Pariah grunted, silent for a few moments. Clockwork moved towards him in that time, and Pariah stood still, only tracking the ghost with his eyes. "I am quite certain you would make a wonderful father, dear-"

Excuse him, dear..?

"-So why not prove me right as you always have, hm?" Pariah Dark blinked, opening his mouth to speak before his mind screeched to a halt as he felt a pair of lips upon his own before they moved away in the next moment.

A ghost of a kiss.

"Now, run along now why don't you." Clockwork had a mischievous glint in his eyes, before Pariah found himself surrounded by a wide pasture, spanning as far as his eyes could see (and he could see very far) and at the end a forest with a house behind him.

But he could not react, even as he felt pecks upon his head, a bite at his ear and most surely the scratching of claws against his form.

His hair burst into green flames as he stood stalk still.

[the-dormant-ocean]

Astarion: Me? Into Gale??? Are you out of your mind??? I can barely stand him!

Also Astarion, every time he's looking at Gale:

[ash-and-starlight]

“im glad that at least one of us has maternal instincts” zhu when i fucking get you >:(((

[aprilblossomgirl]

Dangerous Romance (2023) Episode 9

Hey! Didn’t you say you’d be with Jay? I’m a grown-up. I can be anywhere. What about you? Where are you heading? I’m not telling you. Why should I? Cut the crap.

[doehoney]

Nothing in television bothers me more than how the criminal minds writers handled Reid’s opioid addiction in the sense that they just didn’t handle it at all

[keeps-ache]

i'll survive, i'll survive

[brainrotcharacters]

"they're not gay!" let me hold your hands when I say this

[padfootastic]

James and Harry for the drabble thing? Please and thank you <3

i. i never realised how less 100 words was???? pls no one count this it was my first attempt. i promise i’ll do better w the next 😭

“Dad, I’ve been flying since I was a year old,” Harry deadpans, hands balled on his hips. “Literally.”

“Yes, well, I didn’t sign up for that, now, did I,” James Potter grumbles. His hair, an unruly mop on a good day, now resembles an electrified raccoon. He doesn’t seem to care as his hands reach up to pull at it again. “I still haven’t forgiven Sirius for it, you know.”

“Dad.”

“Baby, you’re only twelve,” his father pleads, hazel eyes beseeching. “It’s not safe for you to be so high up. Trust me, I’d know.”

“Yes, because you were on the team in your second year,” Harry hisses in return. His ears feel warm, and there’s a telltale stinging in his eyes. “It’s not fair.”

With that declaration, he stomps away to his room, realising he was being childish but not being able to help it.

James stares at his son’s retreating back helplessly, hands fluttering in a futile attempt to do something.

“You deserved that, you know.” An amused voice pops up behind him and he shoots a dark glare at his wife leaning against the wall. “Acting all holier-than-thou when all of us know about the stunts you’ve pulled on a broom.”

“Yes, well. Harry’s just a child,” he harrumphs; it’s a familiar refrain. Lily just hums in response.

“And I’d like you to remember what you were doing as a child, at his age,” she says casually before walking off.

James’ face drains of all color at her words. They’d discovered Remus’ secret in second year and after that—

Oh fuck.

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[anachronistic-falsehood]

HEYYYY um. post canon qsmp fitpac fix-it fic anyone???? this is chapter 1, upd8s may be sporadic but i've been writing it pretty quickly so idk we'll see how quick upd8s come out <3

Short summary: Fit returns to 2b2t thinking his family is dead. All he can do is push himself back into work and try to survive. Unfortunately, that gets a little more difficult when rumours of dragons start circulating around the server, and a bounty is eventually placed on his head by an anonymous source, wanted alive, and unharmed.

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