#little pasha...

[iwantofall]

have not posted this yet

[risingsunfish]

been thinking about Roy's story a lot this past week...

(no crossposts this time but here's my new Bluesky account for whenever I do end up posting there!)

[nadia-el-mansours]

Obsessed with that one Roscomos guy that says доброе утро Miss Madison and she nicknames him back. 5mins after being allowed the keys to the castle she's already replying with "ok. -sent from my iPhone"

[redrumrose]

i just need everyone to look at the little mice brothers haha

[auteurdefeu]

Crackship polycule/open relationship where Dan & Hunch are in a happy relationship but Hunch is also with the Married Nerds (Pasha & Fix).

Someday, someone out there will hear me out. It was a joke until it wasn’t.

[thelibranvixen]

Pasha De Matas/Bleasdell, Nelly Hot in Herre (2002)

[little-creature-of-the-day]

little creature of the day: Yellow Pasha

is this the hollow knight?

image source

[pteechart]

horsin' around

Inbox is open btw👉👈

[suppenzeit]

lets make things 100% clear i think in a normal human au mili would still be so fucking tall. this man cant stop looming over everyone no matter the universe

[chaos-of-the-abyss]

while i cannot lie and say that i have ever not wanted to punch ibrahim in the face, i think maybe the only time i did feel something about his romantic relationships was when he was talking with his brother about just running away from it all and mentioned "you, me, the woman i love..." with that soft little expression. his actor delivered it wonderfully, i forgot how much i wanted to see his downfall for a second there

[blackered]

Arcana characters x My fashion folder on Pinterest - Bonus Round!

All of the main 6 together!

(with a few revisions)

Start from Part 1 here

[britcision]

On today’s episode of “Ryoko Kui should totally come play dnd with me she’d fit right in at our table” lemme tell you about the bard

Our bard’s a tiefling, with a little fey heritage from his mom’s side and a little aasimar heritage on his mama’s side

All this mechanically means for him is that he’s resistant to radiant rather than fire damage and his Primal Savagery does radiant damage rather than acid damage

Storywise, it’s a little more of a problem because it physically makes him shiny… and per consultation with the rest of the party after 4 years of playing, he now has a mild compulsion effect from the fey side

Cuz when people see him, they want him

How they want him depends on the person, but the party pretty much unanimously looked at this sweet little sunshine child with a DEX modifier of -4 and decided they’d die for him within a couple sessions, which was funny enough it became the effect

(Not only were our edgelords who decided they were gonna be standoffish lone wolves who didn’t bond with anyone not immune, he fucking got them both first before moving on to the others)

He has no control over this effect nor any say on how it affects people, because that wouldn’t be as much fun

It also led to him being kidnapped and kept as a pet for 11 years by Evil Art Forger Tony Stark, because wanting to keep someone does not mean you see them as a person in any way shape or form

(Coincidentally, he was 11 at time of kidnapping)

(No One was pleased to learn that the sweet happy bard also actually does have a tragic backstory)

(They were less pleased to discover that he himself does not believe he has a tragic backstory, he still likes Evil Art Forger Tony Stark and thinks he’s great)

(Wait until they find out it even includes more annihilated towns than theirs we’re at 5/7 party members - almost better numbers than the Dad Box)

So our bard is a bit of a dichotomy; on the one hand, he has Party Mode, which is when Evil Art Forger Tony Stark wanted to show off his pretty shiny little tiefling pet to his evil crime friends

The bard was also promptly adopted by the escort’s guild in-game, so unbeknownst to him until about a week ago he had official membership and status in the most prominent entertainer’s union in the land; this will be functionally useless for everything except border checks and Lying To Authority

(He’s a bard his persuasion was already there)

He’s a well known little escort, all perfect grace and poise and refined manners

On the other hand, he has All Of The Rest Of The Time, when he’s a feral little bastard gremlin who WILL bite anyone he can get his teeth into and will jump off a moving horse with a -4 DEX penalty if he thinks he saw a snake

(His passive perception is 26 and he’s planning to bump it because he doesn’t think I deserve nice things like surprising the party)

Oh, and he doesn’t believe yuan-ti are real snake people because his tiny autistic ass is 10000% hyper-fixated on snakes for not having legs, and there’s a yuan-ti pureblood in the escort union who only pulls the tail out for stabbing purposes

(She’s aware he believes this and has been deliberately not showing him because she thinks it’s funny. She’s right)

All of this brought to you by tonight’s revelation that he’d get along like a fucking house on fire with the Canaries

Mithrun may well be the only person not blood-related to him that’d be immune to his compulsion effect, but far more importantly, Mithrun and Fleki both deserve to just haul off and bite people more and he’d encourage them wholeheartedly

But far more importantly, their interactions would probably go something like this:

Everyone else: oh man I bet that shiny little guy’s not gonna get along with the captain, he’s all bright and cheery and the captain’s gonna ignore him cuz he doesn’t care about anything but dungeons

Virtue and Mithrun in the corner:

Virtue: hey wanna sit for six hours and I can tell you about snakes

Mithrun: sure. I fucked a snake once

Virtue: ………. Okay I lied you’re going first but if they had legs it doesn’t count

Mithrun: nah there were no legs my lover in my dungeon was snake from the waist down. Probably a naga

*detailed monsterfucking explanation likely follows*

[mothbug]

they pay me to spend all day pondering a chubby little kitty cat dandy (butch lesbian) and the evil wizard sending countless psychic attacks her direction (also a butch lesbian) they pay me in acorns and leaves

[mc-critical]

Hatice and Ibrahim have never been more divided from each other up to that point than in E43-E44. While Hatice always sensed when Ibrahim was actually in danger or she's lost him in any way (i.e. E35 when she felt something in Edirne while Ibrahim was with Nigar), nothing came up when he was shot; he didn't even tell her what happened to him until she found out herself; they were seperated while he was recovering; the wait for Ibrahim to come back felt like an eternity to Hatice and she went through several breakdowns at once (and his carriage was right in front of her but she couldn't see him, her only thought until the very end was that he was dead, isn't that what her dream with the "crying" statues meant?); when he came back she wasn't allowed to spend at least some time alone with him as SS wanted to talk to him; even their sleep was interrupted. The only thing that Ibrahim asked Hatice to do was to play him his mother's song on the violin (I like to think that Hatice started learning the violin in order to become closer to him, to who he is, to his past again after what they went through with little Mehmet).... but he no longer associates even that with Hatice anymore.

[ditchin]

The Unravelling by elena_yikes

In which The Fix does think of a fact.

Or, an alternate version of that diner scene in the finale.

[wri0thesley]

actually there is an incredibly pertinent section in the Little OC Fic i write when my brain wont let me write reader-insert for that exact moment.

cw: physical violence, not sfw words and talking, pantalone n praskovya's 'relationship' is incredibly fucked up at this point, pantalone calls them a 'whore' </3

[. . .] and Praskovya stands there, still as ice, as Pantalone regards them with a blistering anger that masquerades as coolness.

“You ran away.” He says it like they’re a little child, petulant at being told ‘no’, packing up their things and marching off out of the house in a show of dramatics. “I gave you everything, and you threw it away like an ungrateful little whore.”

Praskovya cannot help how they flinch at the word; crude and ugly in his office. Pantalone does not stop looking at them, his usually generous mouth twisted in a grimace.

“I looked after your family. I gave you Mora and pretty clothes and fine things; dragged you up from the streets, Praskovya. You’d have been nothing without me. You’d be opening your mouth and probably your legs in backwater taverns, letting drunks grope you in the hopes they’d slip something extra down your corset . . . and how did you repay me?” He stands, now. “By making me look like a fool. I’ve lied for you and covered for you; I’ve broken my back trying to fix all of your stupid little mistakes.” He’s stepping towards them now. Praskovya feels rooted to the spot. “I could have you executed. Have your neck cut, have you hanged, have you frozen to death in the city square to make an example of you. I should do that, shouldn’t I?”

He’s talking mostly to himself. Praskovya’s knees are trembling.

“And what’s this I hear, too, about your little adventures in Mondstadt?” He says the city like it’s a dirty word, his voice a snarl that knots about Praskovya’s insides. “About letting the Dawn Winery tycoon paw at you? Did you let him touch you? Got on your knees to suck his cock? Sung for him like a pretty little canary? Did you let him fuck you, Panya? ”

This is enough to have hot tears of anger rising to Praskovya’s eyes. Their voice shaking, they say;

“I love him--”

And Pantalone slaps them, right across the face.

His rings catch the bruise under their eye; the crack echoes in the office like thunder. Incensed, Pantalone spits out;

“You think a man like that would have even looked at you if I hadn’t made you what you are now? Do you think someone like Master Diluc Ragnvindr would have seen you, tattered and filthy, and felt anything other than pity? Take off your dress.”