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[sol-rust]

playing dress up :)

[kiidart]

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pt.1

i love bratty computers breathe if u agree <3

this is a little long, so continue reading below! :3

[souvenir116]

Reporter asking to the room if anyone has more questions but they don't wait for the answer 😭:

they have places to be 👀

[rika-mortis]

You think Dale remembers Timmy? Also, does Timmy call Dale out for his neglect of Dev? I feel like after living with his parents neglect for so long, he wouldn't tolerate that bs

I like to think that he did! Though when it comes to Timmy calling him out for being a terrible father, I can think of four possible possibilities from worst to best outcome:

1) Dale straight up doesn't care as he sees Dev just as an "asset" to him and absolutely doesn't see anything wrong with that. ( I can see this outcome especially if the Dev clone theory is true ) That or he would always change the subject every time Timmy tries to bring out that problem.

2) Dale would tell Timmy that he didn't actually neglect Dev and did spend his time with him when he's less busy ( which is a lie and Timmy can obviously see that ) He probably would come up with more excuses like he already gives his son devices that give him everything he wants, which should be enough to take care of him for Dale.

Though I also can imagine him asking Timmy if he can take care of Dev while he's doing his own thing, which I guess is better than Dale asking Timmy if he wants Dale to hire a human babysitter for his son instead since the Au Pairs isn't good enough to provide care for Dev apparently.

3) Dale took Timmy's words about him being neglectful to his son and promised Timmy that he would try to fix that and be a better father......as long as Timmy is around them.

This causes Dale's relationship with Dev to be rather shallow than genuine, as clearly he's only doing this because of Timmy. Perhaps it would take a while until Dev realizes that as well and breaks his heart further.

4) Dale took Timmy's words to heart and ACTUALLY becomes a better father to Dev holyshit (delusional)

Either way, I can see Timmy being rightfully frustrated with how Dale treats his own son but can't really do much about it due to some reasons, like maybe it could jeopardize his career or maybe he couldn't see a positive outcome for that. He probably would bring Dev out with him sometimes when he could, and try to give him a childhood he couldn't have with his own dad.

[kusanagihaku]

what if i squish them 🤏 2/2

(ref)

[fandomsandfairytales]

Reblogging this post because I saw it a while ago and went "cool post" and then moved on with my life.

Then I saw this email subject line in my inbox and IMMEDIATELY. and I mean IMMEDIATELY. thought of this post:

Like, my first thought was something along the lines of "Turgon would be happy about that."

So of course I had to open the email to zoom in properly to take the screenshot, and I noticed the rest of the email.

ROLLING FILE CABINETS. Heck yeah, Turgon would love those. Might help to save on building wagons, but I think there would be plenty of things for those wheels to get caught on if you're rolling them across Beleriand. Just saying. I'm with Caranthir on this one, the expanding file folders are way more portable and efficient.

Turgon invented the filing cabinet.

how does it feel to be the most correct person on the internet today

[crsssie]

ring ring - spencer reid x sharpshooter!reader

"DAVE—"

The bullet pierces through her hand before anyone can think, and you waste no time pinning her down and throwing her on the ground, listening to the way something crunches when you make the arrest.

"Jesus Christ. I'm all for evil women but this one just has no redeeming qualities." You pull her to her feet, walking her to the cop car. "Nice try, though."

"You BITCH." She bites.

"Yeah, been called that a few times. It sticks."

"Nice shot." Morgan nods. "How'd you know?"

"She had no signs of torture." You point at her clear skin, chuckling. "At least try some makeup next time before your escape, hm?"

"Like the purple on your neck?"

"Oh, I'll do a better job next time." You stretch your arms, glancing at the rest of the victims. "Are we free?"

"Let's ride back. They'll take care of the rest."

You glance at your ringing phone, answering as you slide into the backseat.

"Hey."

"Hey. All safe?"

"We're all good." You hum. "You wanna get dinner after this? I'm starving."

"Indian?"

"I'm so down." You groan. "A good butter chicken with naan right now sounds like heaven."

"Sounds good." Spencer hums. "Nothing hurt?"

"Nothing. She tried killing Dave, but—"

"She?"

"What? God forbid a woman be evil for once."

You raise a brow when Rossi glances back at you.

"I'll see you in a bit. Rossi's giving me a weird look. I don't want to get re-evaluated."

"Alright. Stay safe. Love you."

"Love you too." You turn off your phone, pursing your lips when Morgan gives you a look.

"So. I love you, huh?"

"Love you too, Derek."

He barks out a laugh.

[bumblebeebats]

Must scifi be "good"? Is it not enough to watch David Tennant and Catherine Tate run about, yelling? and also a nonbinary transwoman is there?

[plusultraetc]

from here

[hanafubukki]

This scene is one that always stuck out to me.

Not only because we see Malleus teach Silver and Sebek magic and them learning it easily from his instructions, but also Malleus’s response to Lilia’s teaching method.

We know from his platinum birthday card that Malleus, even as a child, was a prodigy. He’s strong even back then. Anything his tutors taught him, he already knew or easily learned.

He’s easily frustrated because he thought they were looking down on him. He’s someone who’s stuck in the castle all day. Of course, besides being smart from that age, he would learn and expand his knowledge.

He was scolded by Lilia for scaring away his tutors. (Which personally, makes me wonder, did he scare them away not only because they couldn’t attribute to his studies but also because he wanted to spend more time with Lilia?)

But knowing all this? We see here Malleus stating that Lilia’s teaching hasn’t changed. In fact, he recalls the moments fondly. Malleus, despite having trouble with Lilia’s guidance, he still tried to learn.

He didn’t drive him away. He tried to learn from him. (Not like he could have driven him away even if he tried lol).

He also went out of his way to learn what Lilia could have meant and master the skill.

In this way, Lilia didn’t only challenge Malleus but he also was able to spend time with him as Malleus would have wanted.

This allowed Malleus to grow and learn different teaching methods and styles as well which he used later to teach Silver and Sebek. We have also seen his knowledge first hand in main story and events.

All in all, Malleus might have had tutors and nannies, but none of them challenged or prioritized him and his needs.

But we know Lilia did, even in a roundabout way, Lilia was able to see what Malleus needed as he grew.

But this also brings up the fact, when you’re a genius, when everyone has this view of you of being so grand, you tend to believe it too, don’t you??

You expect more of yourself. You expect to know and be better.

But when you can’t? That’s what hurts the most. That’s when you see yourself as a failure.

Not only have you failed your own expectations, but that of others.

It is surprising then? That we see Malleus out in the snow?

Feeling down, because he doesn’t know how to stop Lilia from leaving. This feeling exacerbated when Silver cries to him.

What can he do then, really? When he can’t solve such a simple problem?

Not as a Draconian, as his grandmother stated, who protects their people.

And not as Malleus Draconia, who wanted Lilia to stay and Silver to not cry.

He has failed to help them as both their prince and someone who loves them.

[ao-xingyume1987]

Intimacy

( x )

[lovesickeros]

☆ glimpse of divinity

{☆} characters lyney, neuvillette [ separate ] {☆} notes cult au, drabble, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings none {☆} word count 0.8k

× neuvillette

The first time he sees you strolling the streets of Fontaine with a glint of wonder in your eyes, he thinks he must have finally lost it. He has to rub his eyes and check a few dozen times before he's certain that you are, in fact, real and not some figment of his imagination conjured by a lack of sleep and overdose on caffeine.

..Though now that he gets a better look, it's not quite the same. Like a smudged painting, he thinks. Still, the uncanny resemblance to the visage of the Divine One has him lingering around the area just to stare a little longer, a deep, devoted sense of affection bristling beneath his skin.

And then you turn sharply on your heel, staring directly back at him, and he feels a sudden wave of embarrassment and something akin to shame.

Archons, he'd just made a fool of himself, hadn't he?

He quickly turns away, clearing his throat and hiding his embarrassment behind his hand. Though it does not seem to deter you, the soft tap of your shoes growing closer until you were peering up at him with wide eyes.

"..Hello." He offers awkwardly, a little too stiff and a little too formal, but you don't seem to mind in the slightest. He knows that your appearance, your vague similarities to the Divine One are mere coincidence, but it does not stop his heart from skipping a beat when you smile up at him. "I– apologize for being so uncouth and staring, it's just.."

His voice trails off into a breathy exhale, his hand twitching on his cane as if he wanted to reach out and touch you..but he restrains himself in time. He could not make a bigger fool of himself – he would never hear the end of it from lady Furina.

"You remind me of someone."

He decides, readjusting his hands on his cane as he bows his head for a moment is a show of genuineness, though it must look awkward with how stiff his body feels.

Yet he cannot help but want to get closer anyway, to hear the silky lilt of your voice grace his pointed ears. This is as close as he will ever get to the Divine..he is a weak man, he finds, as he offers a hand to you.

"I understand if this is a bit..forward, but would you mind joining me for tea?"

× lyney

He is a master magician – his entire work is built on keen misdirection and sleight of hand, but even he stumbles for a minute thinking he'd seen an illusion in your warm smile and striking features. Almost an exact copy of the Divine One, yet not quite..

Still, it's enough to pique his interest – enough, too, to give him the confidence to slip into your conversation with ease, all smiles and the slip of a card between his fingers.

"Hello, stranger – I don't think I've seen you in Fontaine before," He laughs, his hand reaching around to rest gently on your opposite shoulder, his voice a ghost of a whisper in your ear. "Say, could I interest you in a bit of magic?"

He perks up at the way you seem to light up like fireworks at his offer, a spark almost like recognition in your eyes he brushes aside – he's quite well known, after all.

"Good! Now, if I may just borrow your attention for a minute.." He grins, stepping around you and turning sharply to face you, his hand outstretched with a deck of cards in his hands, face down. "Let's start simple, shall we? I shan't overwhelm my audience – pick a card."

He holds the cards out again, his features twisted in something like awe, though he hides it well.

His heart flutters at the briefest of glances of your hand against his as you pluck a card from his hand, and he quickly retracts it, reshuffling the deck with a broad grin and a wink.

"Do your best to remember it! If you could return it to the deck.." The card is placed back in it's place amongst the rest, and the magic begins!

"Now then, let's see..hm," He hums for a long moment, the silence filled by the constant shuffle of cards until he suddenly plucks one from the deck, flipping it around for you to see. "Is this your card?"

He frowns when you shake your head, almost pouting, before he lights up again and steps forward.

"Ah! How foolish of me, I missed it..it's riiight here, see." He winks, reaching behind your ear..and pulls free a card from seemingly thin air. He flips it around for you to see again, and when you tell him it is, in fact, your card, he flips it around again.

And before you can see it, he's holding a rainbow rose between his fingers, his hand outstretched as he bows.

His eyes glint with a sort of wonder as he looks at your features, his smile widening a fraction.

"Well, dear stranger? Did you enjoy the show?"

[briscolae]

*closes laptop* wow what a great game my favourite bit was how it fundamentally changed me as a person forever

[the-worms-in-your-bones]

shout out to all my mutuals that i've either never talked to or only talked to in discord servers, you're all super cool and i do really enjoy getting to talk to you in servers and such, i just become horribly awkward in one on one conversations

[hadesknockedupintheunderworld]

So, I broke down and made a meme version of this post.

(Alt/cleaner ver under the cut)

[ingravinoveritas]

"She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes..."

- Lord Byron