#Must protect the baby

[caramelcactus]

Do you any headcanon for your version of Evan Afton in any of your aus'?

Yeah once again just like with previous one I store them in my head so I may not get them all out but here are a few

• Evan couldn’t cope with divorce and his mother disappearing ( aka developed separation anxiety/fear of abandonment of some sort ). He constantly needs someone around, mostly it’s Mike and Lizzie. He can’t be left alone for too long, same goes with sleeping alone. He comes to sleep with Mike or Mike stays with him

• When he’s nervous or anxious he fiddles with his sleeves. Elizabeth and Michael are actually aware of this habit and can tell when Evan’s stressed

• He’s scared of animatronics because they’re just big scary robots. Nothing complicated. Just a childish fear. Well and maybe he heard someone joke about them coming alive and stealing kids so it amplified his fear lol

• He’s good at drawing just like Mike is

• Evan is a walking free antidepressant

[blizzardsong96]

I recently finished the show about an alien family and their whacky sci-fi shenanigans.

Love is stored in the Pupa.

We shall see how long the brainrot lasts.

[sparkles-rule-4eva]

Since it's Knuckles Wachowski's week, I rewatched both movies, the first a couple nights ago and the second tonight.

And may I just say

No fictional characters have ever awakened my maternal instincts as strongly as the Wachowski children have.

I MEAN?!?!

I AM VERY WELL AWARE OF WHAT THEY'RE ALL CAPABLE OF, BUT???

I look at them and I think "SMOL. SMOL SOFT CHILDREN. SMOL SOFT BEBIES WHO HAVE HURT AND I MUST HELP AND PROTECC AND LOVE AND NURTURE THEM."

HELP

[angelcake10023]

Little MK Reference Sheet for the Curious MK AU 🐒

Again this is for after the events of the main story. Tang is about 25-26 and MK is about 5-6. I love him so much he’s just a baby….

Also I’m planning to make older versions of both of them to match their ages in the show (so about 15 years later). Because of that we’ve decided to also call it the “Expedition Au”

Pigsy is next!

[technically-human]

Okay now I wanna see the regular male comic Edwin and Charles in your style! Is that okay? Sorry if it’s a lot 🥹

The original dead bois

[animatronic-assistant]

Goodness, you sound just like Sun.

She may be stepping between Nightmare and Lunar

You’re not weak, Lunar.

Nightmare: Showing emotions is weak, being vulnerable is weak, being a crybaby is weak, not being able to stab a man is weak, getting ur feelings hurt is weak. Right Lunar Eclipse Killermare?

Lunar: .....

Nightmare: ANSWER YOUR FATHER YOU DISRESPECTFUL BRAT!

Lunar: Yes....father....those things are weak....

Solar: Do you see the daddy issues @gremlininthedark ?

[chio-chan2artbox]

Sanji will always be his little eggplant ☺️

[end0r4]

« Your task is not to control, but to see. »

PATTI LUPONE as Lilia Calderu in Agatha All Along: Death's Hand in Mine (2024)

[multifandombullshitbabes]

have we ever thought abt the fact that zuko is literally azula's older brother. like she's his little sister. that's his little sister. throughout a big, big part of atla plot, he was actively running away, scared of his little sister killing him because he KNEW she would/could. can you imagine that? your little sibling, wanting more your father's approval than your companionship to the point of death? every time they fought, zuko was fighting his baby sister. azula was fighting her big brother. this is making me so sick. they were 16 and 14 years old.

[syndrossi]

I've been reading lots of platonic family and accidental adoption/acquisition stuff lately, so I really have to know, what WOULD Daemon do if Jon and/or Rhaegar brought home a random stray? Be it a stray cat, dog, direwolf, or human? (Or for additional hilarity, an extra baby dragon that is not bonded to either of them but randomly hatched in front of them anyway. Rhaegar obviously couldn't leave it to fend for itself. It's a tiny baby. Even smaller than Qelebrys was when she hatched!)

Daemon lives under the specter of Allard Royce's miserly authoritative figure in the boys' lives, so he's very bad at not giving them their every heart's desire. In the case of a direwolf, however, he would try his best to hold strong (before ultimately failing).

x~x~x

Oh no.

Daemon was no stranger to dread when it came to his sons. Some of it, the unbearable kind, was rooted in the fear of losing them. Other times, it was his children being far too clever by half and knowing that he would pay for it somehow.

This was a new dread entirely, one that seized him by the chest as he stared into their pleading, hopeful faces. You will have to break their hearts.

“That is—” he broke off, studying the furry pup that was so large his sons both had to hold it up—Jon’s arms beneath its chest, and Rhaegar’s beneath its belly, just before the hindquarters. That is no wolf.

“He is a direwolf,” Jon said, his smile turning tearful as the pup licked at his cheek. “And he has lost his pack. He needs a new one.”

How did it even reach Runestone? It was a journey of well over a thousand miles on foot to reach the castle from the North, and from what Daemon had heard, direwolf sightings were already rare, even at the heart of the North, in Winterfell.

Moreover, it was an unusual pup, with pale fur and red eyes that gazed at Daemon with a strange intelligence.

“How will you care for him when we are at King’s Landing?” Daemon asked, only to realize by the sudden brightening of his sons’ faces that he had already lost.

“We can make a sling for Caraxes’s saddlebags and strap him to it,” Rhaegar said with a confidence that told him his son had already thought of it. “He can ride below or alongside, depending on which is more comfortable.”

“The king will never allow a direwolf in the holdfast,” Daemon said weakly, but although that would have been true of his grandfather, Viserys was another story entirely.

Jon dismissed his bluff with a shake of his head. “We shall convince him.”

“What do you intend with a direwolf?” he demanded. “Such beasts are not meant to be mere pets, no more than a dragon is.”

“He would not be a pet,” Jon said, looking almost offended. “He would be—a protector. One who can follow us where a Princesguard wouldn’t. Like our dragons did, when they were little.”

His sons’ hatchlings still believed themselves to be little, of course, and had been heartbroken when they had finally been barred from following their riders into the holdfast. The last time Qelebrys had tried to sit on Daemon’s shoulder, she had ended up sitting on him, heavy as a grown man.

Perhaps his sons merely missed those early days, when they had been able to enjoy that closeness with their dragons. Perhaps he should have considered the possibility and tried to find them a kitten to fill that longing.

This is certainly no kitten.

But as the silence dragged out, Jon’s face grew more despondent. “Please?” his son begged, the vulnerability in his voice nearly rending Daemon asunder.

His sons so rarely asked him for anything, usually content with whatever they were provided—a lingering reminder of their time in the Vale, where they had been taught to treasure what scraps of affection they had been thrown. Daemon could too easily imagine Allard Royce staring coldly in the face of their pleas, denying them again and again.

As he gazed into his son’s eyes, he could see a glimmer of that younger child, hopeful but guarded, daring to believe that Daemon might grant his dearest wish.

It is a direwolf, Daemon thought despairingly. A wild thing. As like to harm them as help.

“What if we were not alone with him?” Rhaegar asked. “He sleeps in a common area at night, and during the day, we are with you—or Ser Willam. Or a Princesguard, when we are back home. Until you trust him.”

He met the wolf’s eyes again, unnerved by its calm. He could not help but feel as though it was an act for his benefit, even though that was absurd.

“I make no promises,” Daemon said, trying hard to maintain his stern demeanor in the face of their shared elation. “Should the beast harm anyone who is not directly threatening you, it will be taken back out into the wilds.”

“He won’t,” Jon breathlessly assured him, and the pup nosed him in the ear, drawing a wide smile. “Thank you.”

“And when you are outside with it, you will have your dragons present.” He caught a ripple of something in Rhaegar’s expression and he narrowed his eyes. “What is it?”

“It is nothing,” Rhaegar said, holding out for several seconds before admitting, “Qelebrys tried to attack him.”

Daemon resolved to find a nice plump pig for his son’s drake later. “And Shadow?”

Rhaegar smiled wryly. “Shadow will try to play with anything.”

[bird-inacage]

Ossan's Love EP11 | FK Cameo as Alone x Kaitong (Hugs)

And so they said, we must not break with tradition and thus came forth another entry to the 'First in a hospital bed' cinematic universe.

[jeusus]

Spring.

[dearveras]

william smith hockey i love you sm pls never change

[violentdelightshavevioletends]

Chapter 36 (of Onyx Storm) SPOILERS

REBECCA?!?

HOW. DARE. YOU.

EVEN MAKE ME THINK —

FOR EVEN A SECOND —

THAT RIDOC — MY RIDOC — OUR RIDOC —

WAS STABBED?!?

Clearly you have overestimated my emotional capacity!!!

[otomeorangejuice]

[tapakah0]

A little bit of baby and his big family