#abandonne

[vedast]

[demodraws0606]

Me when Mizurui are no longer afraid of being accepted within their own unit but are actually afraid of anything changing the status quo.

[jokeanddaggerdept]

[losttranslator]

perceval est un enfant trouvé et arthur est un enfant abandonné

[snapeaddict]

Snapetober Day 6 - Mushroom

He deserved better AU - post-war

"I want a knife like you."

"No, Severus, knives are for grown-ups. You get the scissors, they will work just as good. Trust me."

The boy looked disappointed, but he did not protest – he never protested. But Albus felt proud, for after all these months, Severus had finally started to voice his opinion on certain matters. Him saying “no” to anything was a big step forward, and when the headmaster had denied his request, the boy had simply moved on, not expecting his demand to be met with any sort of violent outburst.

It had happened so many times before. A movement too sudden, a tone a little colder, or lower, or drier than usual… so little could put the child in a state of alert. 

But he was happier, now. Truly, finally happier. 

"How do you know we can eat them?" Severus asked, pointing at the patches of brown mushrooms in front of them. 

There were many of them, dozens at least, perhaps a hundred: more than enough to make a tasty meal. Albus handed him a small basket. 

"I could tell you that I have studied herbology and know my way around fungi and plants, my boy... but truthfully I trust Pomona here. And we do not have the right to have toxic mushrooms on school grounds, so by law, everything here is safe. And delicious."

He watched as Severus darted off towards the patch, using his childproof scissors to cut the bottom of the mycelium, as he had been taught. He marveled at the child's precise, gentle movement as he cut the mushrooms and deposited them in his basket - the elegant and skillful manners would stick with him in adulthood. 

With some difficulty, Albus knelt next to Severus, watching him work for a few more minutes before starting his own harvest. He was a terrible cook, of course; that was well-known. But he would entrust their booty to Minerva who knew her way around the kitchen, though she, too, was not as gifted as Severus had been. The boy had many talents, but his culinary prowesses certainly stood amongst his best-hidden skills. That and candle-making, but that was another story entirely.

"So, Severus", he said, picking up one of the mushrooms from his basket, "this is the mushroom's cap, this is its gills, and this is the ring. They are very complex things, you know. Not animals, and not plants either."

"But more like plants, or animals?"

"Animals. But they aren't either."

As Albus spoke, a cool breeze blew over his hand, lifting Severus' raven air and the branches of the trees all around them. A ray of autumnal sunlight, low and almost orange, illuminated half of the child's face. With his rosy cheeks and sparking eyes, he looked radiant.

So these were the moments one wishes to have frozen in time, Albus thought: those moments so vivid and beautiful that they immediately recall to the watcher the passing of time, and how they would quickly pass by them by.

But they had so much time in front of them now. Not stolen time, not borrowed time: just time, time for Severus to be a child and for Albus to do better.

He tucked some loose dark hair behind the boy's ear with a tenderness that almost made his hand tremble. 

Behind his back, a baritone voice rose in the midst of the forest's chatter.

"Albus Dumbledore."

Severus was startled, and he took a step back. The headmaster took his small hand in his, pressing it reassuringly. He got up with some difficulty, his other hand leaning on the nearest tree for support.

"Firenze, my friend", he exclaimed warmly, turning back as the centaur approached. "I am very glad to see you here."

He felt Severus retreat behind him, and tilting his head, he added in a softer voice: "I am not alone, as you see. This is... but you know who this is, of course."

Firenze nodded, his blond braid hanging so low that it almost touched the ground when his head moved.

"Severus Snape", he told to the half-hidden child, bowing respectfully. "It is an honour to meet you again."

Severus looked at the centaur, then at Albus, seeking reassurance - the headmaster pulled him up, hugging him tightly. Though Dumbledore was tall, a centaur still remained highly impressive for a child so small, even in his arms. Albus stroked his hair affectionately. 

"Do not worry, my boy. This is Firenze, a very good friend of mine. He teaches Divination to the older students at Hogwarts. He is a centaur - I suppose you have never seen one before."

"No", Severus whispered, his eyes resting on Firenze's waist, where the body of the man and that of the horse met. He looked up again, smiling timidly at the creature's very human face. "Hello."

The centaur bowed his head again. He peered at the child for a few seconds, a solemn expression on his face.

Then, his gaze reverted to the headmaster, and he simply said:

"It was written in the stars that Severus Snape would get to rest, but none of us had predicted this fate, for the sky too was elusive. We are glad, very glad indeed to watch his beautiful soul finally bloom: he is the man who puzzled the stars."

Behind them, the sun was setting, and the whole forest was flooded with shimmering light, each of its leaves projecting nuances of orange, crimson and gold.

Slowly, Albus put Severus down on the ground, and the little boy picked up his basket. Firenze extended a hand to him. After a moment of hesitation, the boy took it: the centaur pressed it warmly in his huge palm. 

"Be happy, Severus Snape", he said cordially.

Then, nodding in Albus' direction, he turned on his heel and disappeared behind a tall pine tree, as silently as he had arrived.

[mndvx]

Et bien moi je propose qu'on se remette à un peu culpabiliser les membres et les admins !

Tu dis pas bienvenue aux nouveaux arrivants, même pas un petit message bateau qui vaut pas grand chose mais qui au moins donne la sensation de ne pas être ignoré par les gens ? Et après tu t'étonnes que les gens ne restent pas ? Tu devrais avoir honte.

Tu ne parles qu'avec tes potes dans ton coin et tu ignores les gens qui essaient de converser avec toi ? Tu devrais avoir honte, t'es sur un forum, tu fais partie d'une communauté.

Tu imposes une règle d'activité et de présence à tes membres mais t'es pas foutu de la respecter toi-même ? Tu devrais avoir honte. Tu demandes des conditions pour l'obtention d'un double-compte mais toi tu es admin et tu peux passer au-dessus ? Tu devrais avoir honte.

Tu t'inscris en connaissance de cause sur un forum qui te demande d'être actif au moins une fois par mois, mais tu t'absentes pile au moment où tu es censé être déclaré membre inactif, pour être sauvé de justesse ? Tu devrais avoir honte.

Tu demandes à tes membres d'être fair play et raisonnables, en leur expliquant qu'ils ne peuvent pas tout avoir et ne peuvent pas connaître tout ce qui est établit HRP mais tu fermes les yeux quand c'est tes favoris ? Tu devrais avoir honte.

[beclight]

Haii SparkleCare fandom. i got some free time and wanna fill pepper's wiki entry a bit, so if any of you got some crunchy information, or some art of them that's hard to find feel free to reply to this post, or shoot me a dm !!

[paynnincorporated]

Dragon Booster: Episode - Return of Drakkus ft. Abandonn and Tyrannis Pax

[this-is-a-name-dont-worry]

alors là mes agneaux, j'ai trouvé de l'or

[downfalldestiny]

L'anxiété fait partie de ces monstres qui nous donnent envie de

partir et tout abandonner 🍁 !.

[vedast]

[demodraws0606]

Just want to say that even if the Eggs actually are all alive (which I think at this point is a 50/50 but the lack of eggstatistics do make me sus), q!BBH is still never gonna be the same from that like.

This man is gonna be so paranoid and fucked up from it all it's not even funny.

We're literally gonna get a repeat of Post-Eggpire c!BBH being paranoid about c!Skeppy except probably more fucked up

In fact even if the Egg survived and it was all sunshine and rainbows he still wouldn't've been the same, but god this is just adding salt to the wound.

[ficuscircus]

"Parce qu'entre nous c'est lentement" : le ✨ rota ✨

J'associe tellement de chansons à cette fic que je voulais en garder une trace ! En voici un aperçu : elles correspondent parfois à des ambiances, parfois à des passages précis... Et elles me ramènent toujours aux blorbos. Bonne lecture et bonne écoute 🤗

💕 Fic par l'incontournable @bourbon-ontherocks 🎼 Modèle par Freepik

[em-dashes]

i opened a doc and just typed out some rambling thoughts about how to fix aphelion. while i was eating an apple with cheese (highly recommend) it came to me that i could do something Very drastic to the story and maaaayyybe change it for the better?

i wrote out a bunch of justifications for this change like an argument with myself and also wrote out some story issues i would have to change (i wrote out the solution to those as much as i could, just to see if i could convince myself this could work)

i’m going to try typing out a new revised outline (yes i’m aware i’m like 40k words into the draft and starting over now seems like a huge overhaul. it is. but i’m still going to try it.) and if it all works out......i’ll let yall know

[au-rythme-de-mes-pensees]

Être en équilibre

Être en équilibre,

Où tout simplement se laisser vivre,

Lâcher prise,

Et pouvoir se déconnecter de cette ancienne prise,

Qui n'était pas si électrisante que ça...

Savoir tenir un certain équilibre,

Où savoir se sentir libre d'être ivre,

Pas dans l'alcool, non, mais plutôt dans un simple plaisir...

Le plaisir d'être en déséquilibre,

Et de se dire qu'on pourra tomber mais pour mieux se relever...

[mndvx]

svp arrêtez d'être superhero fatiguède et sortez moi un BON forum marvel SANS multiverse dès le départ, let's take it back a notch and start at the start of everything, vraiment, genre c'est le début de l'histoire et tout. Et pitié pas un superhéros en mode city, ça suffit là hein c'est quoi ça on est où, pourquoi tous les thèmes deviennent des excuses pour faire des cities, j'aime bien les cities mais franchement faut se calmer un peu, genre j'ai pas envie de voir scarlet witch se prendre la tête à faire une tarte aux pommes, j'veux d'la violence et du sang et du meurtre