#parents 🖤

[glassclownz]

A little silly comic I made with @howtoeatart

[kiaerinnn]

It's a little long, but it's my favorite parts of ep3, edited and captioned by yours truly✨️ They're so cute I'm dying😭🖤❤️

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Don’t know if you’ve seen it already but I saw this video earlier of the vincent price art gallery with interview footage of the man himself and a later interview with victoria. It’s super sweet and I thought you might enjoy it

https://youtu.be/3YpPjN2yXO8?si=QANcUdYP2iJQHCSe

How wonderful!! Thanks for the video! Love how even though they had tons of art in their home, they never pursuaded their daughter, Victoria NOT to touch it. They encouraged it and they taught her art that way!

PS. Case in point; this photo of Vincent and Mary Price, showing their baby Victoria a piece of art in 1963. I love this photo so much. One of my favorites.

[juniperhillpatient]

also I think it’s funny that when the demon vision happens of Andrew & Ashley together he FREAKS out but when Julia mentions that there are rumors about Andrew & Ashley in the flashback to high school he has no reaction. He doesn’t flip out denying it he’s just like “yep. I’ve heard the rumors.” this confirms that it’s not about societal expectations for Andrew or what anyone thinks - I already knew that but I think this really confirms it. his freak out over the demon vision & absolute refusal to acknowledge that there’s anything between him & Ashley is purely about his own perception of himself & his sister. I think Andrew still has this idea that he’s not a bad guy - that he’s just been put in bad situations. He doesn’t care what some high school cool kids or anyone else thinks, he cares what HE thinks of himself. To me we really see this when the siblings find their parents & he almost starts to play house for moment - living in the fantasy that everything in their family isn’t rotten to the core until it all goes sideways - & of course he can blame Ashley for that too. Anyway I lost the thread of where this is going but I think the gist was that Andrew Graves is so fucking repressed & in denial about every aspect of himself 🖤

[afterthedreamer]

to be loved

is to be changed

[paintedpeeta]

in one of my other fandoms there’s a joke that two characters will throw tantrums if they’re not sitting next to each other and I can see a low key version of that for Katniss and Peeta. Especially since Victory Tour got them used to being planted next to each other. They’re not mean but Haymitch will always laugh at how grumpy both of them get if he takes a seat next to the other.

looove this and i like to imagine the different ways they react to being forced to sit apart. katniss gets all sullen and just sulks until whoever sat down beside peeta awkwardly shuffles over. peeta is a menace who doesn’t give a single FAWK and so he will find a way to sit beside his katniss, including but not exclusive to attempting to fit in the narrowest of places until the other person gives in and moves.

plot twist though their biggest adversary in this problem is… buttercup. katniss and the cat get into hissing matches over who gets to sit beside peeta. peeta hates to spoil the rare occasions buttercup and katniss are peacefully coexisting, but when he wants to sit beside katniss he’s like “buttercup you have 3 seconds before i sit on you.”

[verfound]

FIC: "Maman, It's Ok" (MLB; Lukanette; House Band)

Rating: Teen & Up

Characters/Pairings: Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Melody Couffaine, Huey Couffaine, Louis Couffaine, Dewey Couffaine; Luka Couffaine/Marinette Dupain-Cheng

Summary: Marinette’s having a rough day.  Huey gets it.

Author’s Notes/Warnings: @chrwrites threw a rabid plunny at me, and I needed some HB silliness.  (I was finding with those last prompts in For Better or Worse it was Harmony, but not a Harmony I knew, and I’m still not sure how much I like her.  So.  Thanks for giving a chance for therapy, Chi.  😂🖤)

The boys don’t get enough love.  😂

“Maman, It’s Ok��

It had been an awful day.  That probably wasn’t entirely fair to say, but…damn it, it had been.  Luka was back on the road.  Harmony was in Denmark with her Aunt Juleka, accompanying her on her latest shoot because she was starting to take an interest in photography and Juleka thought they could use a girls’ trip.  Mellie was trying, bless her, but she was still young and as bad as the Twins most days – and God, the Twins…they had been so good while their papa was home, but the second the door had closed behind Luka…

She loved her kids.

She did.

…but there were days.  Like today.  Days where she was pretty sure Dewey, her precious little toddler, was the only one she actually liked anymore.

[flickys-courage-club]

[First cuts to Nathan and Teresa getting ready for their night out. Their son Barry(who is aged three at this timeline) is playing with his toys. It is said that two special relatives of his father are coming to babysit him]

Barry: Where are you going dad, mom?

Nathan: Well, me and mommy are gonna go somewhere for tonight

Barry: But I'm gonna be all alone in the house

Teresa: Oh you won't dear

Nathan: In the meantime, I'll have my two special relatives of mine to babysit you while we're gone

Barry: What's "babysit" mean

Teresa: It's a task giving by an adult to look after children when their parents are out

Barry: Oh, right

Nathan: [hears the doorbell] Looks like they have arrived [Barry gets up, and walks to his dad as he gets to the door]

[Nathan opens the door and sees a darker grey female cat wearing a hazel brown dress and a darker grey male cat wearing a jade green suit with lighter stripes]

???: Ah, Nathan! My mira nepos(wonderful grandson)

Nathan: Hey grandma

Nathan: Hey grandpa

???: Buonasera(Good evening), Nathan [pats his grandson's head]

???: Teresa, my carus(dear)

Teresa: Cinnamon!

Cinnamon: Oh how it is wonderful to see you

Teresa: Piperita, wonderful to see you too

Piperita: Grateful as always Teresa

[Nathan and Teresa speak with Cinnamon and Piperita for a while. As for Barry, he was playing “Sherlock Paws” with his plushies]

Teresa: Barry?

Barry: Yeah mom?

Teresa: We're gonna go now Barry [she kissed her son's cheek]

Nathan: [lifts Barry up] We will back till your bedtime, okay [kissed his son's cheek] [Teresa leaves the room, his grandparents came in]

Cinnamon: Hello my little darling

Nathan: Barry, this is your great grandmother Cinnamon

Barry: …Hello

Cinnamon: Ah Barry, my great grandson. I have heard so much about you dear Barry

Barry: [points at Piperita] Who's that… behind you?

Cinnamon: This is my husband; Piperita

Piperita: Hello, Barry

Barry: Hi

Nathan: See you later Barry

Barry: Bye dad. Bye mom

[Nathan and Teresa left the house. While Barry, Cinnamon and Piperita watch them at the window]

[It cuts to them in the kitchen. Barry was sitting at the table. He was looking at Piperita rolling the dough, then he tossed it into the air until it became a flat circle. He spreads a spoonful of red tomato sauce all over the circle. Cinnamon came around with one bowl full of grated cheese and one bowl full of sliced up fish and salmon. Barry was fuzzled of what are his great grandparents are making by the counter]

[15 minutes later. Piperita opens the oven door and he is now taking the dish which is a fish and salmon pizza out of the oven]

Piperita: Finito–(Finished–) [he places it on the table]

Barry: [looks in awe, his eyes sparkling] Whoa–

Piperita: Italians like myself called this capolavoro(masterpiece)... Pizza! [he pulls out a circular pizza cutter, which he cuts a slice out of it] Puoi mangiare, ragazzo(You may eat, boy)

[Barry takes the pizza slice and eats it. His eyes are sparkling by the consuming delight of this wonderful dish. He immediately eats it all up]

[2 hours came, it was now Barry's bedtime. Despite that, the three are watching a film in the living room]

Piperita: Well, Nathan and Teresa are gonna be back till bedtime, Barry [latter nods in response]

[While they are almost at the end of the film, Barry's eyes begin to feel drowsy, meaning that he is starting to get tired. He lays his head on the side of Piperita's body. Piperita and Cinnamon see him falling asleep on him]

Cinnamon: ¡Ay, qué linda!(Oh, how pretty!)

[Piperita lets out a chuckle, he looks at Cinnamon and she looks at him]

Piperita: Ti amo, fascino mio(I love you, my charm)

Cinnamon: Te quoque amo, mi smaragdus(I love you too, my emerald)

[Then it cuts to Barry's bedroom. Piperita lays him gently in his bed, and he places the blanket over him and his plush to the right side of him]

Cinnamon: [whispers] Te quoque amo, mi smaragdus(Good night, my dear) [she then gently kisses him on the forehead]

Piperita: Dormi bene, pronipote(Sleep well, great grandson) [rubs his head gently, which the lil cat smiles while sleeping]

[An hour later. Nathan and Teresa came back from their night out. They didn't notice that Cinnamon and Piperita have left already and they even already put their son to bed]

[theartofascending]

sometimes i literally forget that i’m built like a goth milf

[copiawife]

decided to redraw this picture of nihil and imperator with me and copia because i thought it would be a cute parallel,,,i haven't actually drawn us together before beyond a small doodle so it was very nerve-wracking but i'm really happy with the end result!!

[ok to reblog! my self-insert blair (in the dress) uses they/it! it is not a girl do not misgender it. don't interact if you ship romantically with papa emeritus iv]

[batboybisexualism]

I've been dog-sitting for a month and a half straight sleeping like absolute garbage and am finally home and ready to just chill and sleep in my own bed omfg 😭

[moonpetrichors-blog]

Gilded Lily

Tags: Lo’ak & Jake Sully, Lo’ak & Neteyam, Oneshot, Angst (Like Heavy), Father Son Feels, Parental Issues, First Person, Written in Lo’ak’s Perspective

Warnings: Major Avatar 2 Spoilers

Always the fool with the slowest heart.

This was a bit rushed so sorry if it’s a bit ehhh 😭 Anyways, I’ve been writing way too much fluff for y’all. Experience some angst.

* ˚ ✦ 529 Words • Read below the cut

╭┈─────── ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-╰┈➤ ❝ [31/12/22] ❞  

Neteyam coughed laboriously, attempting to stop the bleeding. I assisted Dad in rolling him across the dirt, propping his head up against a rock.

“It’s okay bro, we got you!”

Dad's gaze flitted over his quivering figure before grasping my hands harshly. “Put pressure on him!”

We crowded around Neteyam's frail body, blood spilling from his chest. He couldn't stop heaving from the agony, and it was apparent he was struggling to breathe. I applied pressure to the bullet wound with my hands, but it wasn't enough. Dad cradled his head, frightened by his son's shuddering form.

“Dad, I...”

Mom spotted what was occurring from the sky and hurriedly swooped her Ikran over, landing nearby while chanting. She broke into a sprint to kneel by Neteyam.

Tears welled up in his eyes as he put his weak hand over mine. “I want to go home...”

I couldn't stop trembling. I strained to contain the tears that were welling up like a torrent. I had to concentrate, why was I always so slow?

Dad promised him we would take him home. We all knew that was a lie.

He continued to quiver beneath my hands, and I couldn't help but stare into his terrified eyes. Neteyam tried to speak, but his voice wouldn't carry. One moment his eyes had life in them, and the next there wasn’t.

Why couldn’t I have done more? Why did it have to be him?

Mom sat there, stunned. “Neteyam...”

In denial, I shook my head. Mom's screams echoed throughout the fire, and all I could do was kneel there and watch. In that moment, I felt completely useless. Dad tried to console her, and I couldn't stop crying. The guilt was too much to bear; everything was my fault. I looked down at the crimson blood smeared over my palms.

His blood was on my hands.

Nothing seemed real anymore. Dad became furious as Mum continued to wail into Neteyam's desolate body, and he flashed me a stern look. I couldn't tear my gaze away.

“Where are your sisters?”

I remained silent. I continued to create problems till the very end. I shot up from my spot when Spider assured him he'd take Dad to find Kiri and Tuk, and Mom took flight in a rage after connecting to her Ikran. Dad ordered me to remain with Neteyam.

I chased after him, desperately trying to get his attention. It was always like that. “Dad, I want to go with you!”

His expression was one of complete and utter disappointment. It was always like that too. “You’ve done enough.”

My heart shattered. I didn't fight him about it because I knew it was my fault Neteyam was killed. I only wanted to save Spider.

I sobbed, but Dad did not return my gaze, and turned away from me. I knew I'd never be as good a son as Neteyam. I knew it should have been me who was shot; I'm the screw up. Why was it that I had to live instead? The one who repeatedly let Dad down?

As he walked away, I kept my eyes fixed on his back.

Haven’t I given enough?

[ian-anthonyupdates]

Anthony's Instagram story 09/02/24

[martyrbat]

deathstroke annual #4

[ID: fourteen year old Rose Wilson fighting a grown man after he and his friends jumped her. She's already knocked out the others, prompting him to ask, “Are you some kind of superhero or something?” Rose responds by punching him in the nose and informs him, “Superhero? No, I'm no superhero. But thanks to my mother and her friends, I do know how to take care of myself.” Rose proceeds to briefly fight him until she knocks him unconscious too. END ID]

[kash-heals]

10 random facts about me just because ~

💙🩶🖤

• i’m a twin (im older by 6 mins)

• i have two dads

• i have two best friends and one stays in AZ (i hate it)

• i have two younger twin siblings (yes there’s two sets of twins in our house and we’re 10 years apart)

• i go to a career academy instead of normal high school

• i’m amazing at hair and make up (im the prop manager in theater lol)

• me and my boyfriend hit 3 years last month

• i’m going into healthcare once i finish school

• i am obsessed with the color blue

• my hair almost touches my waist