#we r married now

[prettyymafia]

Hey girl I just wanted to say I love you and ur creative so fuvking goood

[grailknightmonty]

misc arts from the past few days, ft. mumbo's forest, courtroom ethubs (cant wait for etho to start flirtin with the judge) sausage shenanigans and a wholesome moment from Mianite RPG this past weekend C:

[boarloved-art]

i like the car movies a lot.......

[autistic-katara]

icl i would be at least a little happy with almost any ending for stranger things but one thing that would ruin all of it would be an epilogue (of a decade or more later)

[shalomniscient]

sevchino req!!! wanna see protective arle to the children please,,,,,,father in action raahhhh

you and me BOTH anon 🥺🥺🥺 ......................

protective || sevchino

cw. none (?)

notes. yeah i like bullying pantalone (and not in a fun way like a bully rahu). sue me. also super self indulgent with no consistent pov dshjjdfhk

"My, my. What's a little girl like you doing in a place like this, hm?"

Estelle hugs the little bear closer to her chest. Her father had told her to stay in the office, but she was taking so long, and it was starting to get lonely...

She lifts her eyes up from the ground to look at the man crouched before her. He has long, dark hair that reminds her of her father's with how soft it looks. He has a polite smile on his face, but it doesn't reach his eyes. And his eyes—something about them made her nervous.

"I'm here with my father," she answers quietly, squeezing her toy. "I was supposed to stay in the office, but..."

The man clicks his tongue. "Tsk. Poor little thing, did your father leave you behind?"

Estelle bites her lip. Should she answer him? Father always told her not to speak with strangers, but it's been so long, and she wants to go home. She knows she'd begged her father to let her tag along, but now, all she wants to do is go home to her mother and Noé.

So she nods, looking back down at the ground. The man sighs, and rises back to his full height. He's tall, towering over her, and the way the lights backlight his form makes Estelle reflexively take a step back. He looks down at her down the bridge of his nose, the silver rim of his glasses glinting.

"Then how about I help you find her, hm?" he asks. "I think I know exactly who your father is."

Despite her apprehension, Estelle brightens. "Really?"

"Really," he nods. His white cloak parts, and he extends a gloved hand to her. But before he can take her smaller hand in his own, an arc of pure, blistering flame snakes around the girls feet, creating a protective, blazing wall. But around the girl, the fires cool, warm and comforting instead of threatening.

Footsteps echo like thunder down the hall, and the man tucks his hand back into his cloak, those dangerous eyes turning sharp, and a venomous grin creeping onto his face.

"We meet again, Knave," he sneers. Estelle turns, and standing behind her, expression twisted into a level of fury she's never seen before, is her father. A blood-red wing pulses over her left shoulder, flickering and shifting in the light. In her father's hand is a mean-looking red scythe, radiating a furious, hungry aura.

"Stay away from my daughter, Regrator," Arlecchino snarls, practically vibrating with rage. She keeps her eyes trained on the other Harbinger as she kneels down, and Estelle runs into her waiting arm. Pantalone watches it all with a deceptively placid smile.

"You know," he hums, "she has her eyes."

Arlecchino glares at him with enough fury to kill a normal man. But as much as she loathes the waste of breath before her, he is still a Harbinger, and Harbingers have always been far from normal.

"Do not speak of my wife," she says lowly, dangerously, cradling Estelle against her chest. Estelle tucks her head beneath her father's chin, one small hand winding tight in her father's jacket and the other clutching her bear plushie. The little thing's fur is slightly singed. Then, her father's gaze shifts from the man and to her, and her eyes soften. "Are you alright, starshine?"

Estelle nods, snuggling closer against her father's warmth. Arlecchino presses a soft kiss to her forehead, then turns back to Pantalone. She dispels her scythe, but it does not make her any less deadly. She considers, briefly, ripping the man before her to shreds; but Estelle takes priority, and she'd hate for her daughter to have to witness such violence, so she turns on her heel and walks away instead.

She will ensure the Regrator understands that her family is off limits in other ways.

[dhmis-autism]

made a terrible awful fluffybird playlist full of songs that are fine on their own but terrible awful if you apply it to this particular couple.

it is ALL ive been listening to since i made it.

[sammygender]

you are so smart i want your brain. i agree with everything you say basically 💯

i adore u <33 but i promise i am not that smart i am just DEEPLY hyperfixated on this fuckass show and care too much about sam winchester

[buddiesmutslut]

Just heard someone say Bobby let his wife down as a husband & a father bc he got married before he was ready and not… because he was an addict mixing booze & painkillers and hiding all of that and pain from his wife. Bc that’s the only proof we have of Bobby “letting his family down”, which has absolutely nothing to do with settling down before he was married???

[mccoys-killer-queen]

"Oh God, yeah. Thank goodness for cocaine." -Tommy Roland Shaw (b. Sept. 11th 1953)

[nomairuins]

anyways sry its not srs eventually ill get it together . and be a person again. one day

[pussymasterdooku]

ohhhhh i hate being sick

[rawstfish]

Oh, last night, I kept getting engagement ring videos on Instagram... I think König is trying to tell me something :/

[ruairy]

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[beheadable]

Long list of f/os I plan to marry eventually. You didn’t hear it from me but, Wes…

[kentocidal]

but u are my sweet angel :(

dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the marriage of tumblr user woodrow sangokokomis to tumblr user virilitas. you may speak now or forever hold your peace

[catboii]

tagging things 4 me is basically a proclamation of marriage