Klance Is Canon King

“we have to stop straight men from playing gay characters” AND KILL FITMC???????

if we get Kit calling Jem dad in tlkof i will be sobbing

Like the Saying Goes...- Double Life Ensemble

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Recovery date: December 19th, 2023

Description: The participants are left to ponder double life as they return to their regular lives.

Notes: N/a

Word count: 677

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Tilly death do us part.

Pearl grinned as she tied up another bin chicken in her store. She was convinced Ren was stealing them for eggs, though she didn’t know why. Maybe it was some friendly competition from Gem or Impulse, her neighbors in both business and housing, and she’d find them hanging around her base later

Tilly, he’d made a pun. At the time, she’d been too caught up in panic to catch it but she’d had plenty of time to rethink. Laying in bed at night, restocking, gathering materials, building, Scott’s goodbye wouldn’t leave her head.

Death did them no part.

History does not take kindly to lovers.

Jimmy sits in his explosives shop, hat tilted over his eyes and leaning back in the crates of tnt. It’s much hotter here, and brighter. The terracotta reflects the sun back into his eyes and the heat sticks to the ground, maybe a trip to a more temperate climate was in order.

He’s got a box in his lap, closed and locked. Grian had given him an incredulous look when he’d asked for a clipping of his red string, he’s sentimental like that. It’s tied around a poppy and a spyglass, tucked against the side of the box filled with trinkets and pictures.

They weren’t really lovers, he smiles, but they were close enough for the universe.

It takes two to tango.

Impulse swings his pickaxe down into the stone, breaking out more room for his base. It’s not quiet, he can hear the river outfront and his neighbors arguing. His mind drifted back to being poolside with Bdubs and planning how to break up the other couples.

They’d pulled them apart, planted seeds of doubt, and it would’ve worked if they hadn't underestimated the trust of the other duos. They’d tripped up Scar and gotten cocky, they’d been the ones who tripped over Cleo and Etho.

It takes two to tango, and theirs was the smoothest.

Red at night, sailor’s delight. Red in the morning, sailor’s warning.

Etho is watching the sun rise over the server when Joe makes the comment as everyone enters the tcg arena. Beef wonders if they should move inside incase it rains, Etho finds himself admiring the way the sun sets the world aflame.

He’d done that once, side by side with Joel. The world never stood a chance as they took vengeance for the relation-ship. It was almost ironic how they’d found their end in burning lava. As it starts to rain, he chuckles to himself.

They’d delighted in the red flames burning down the server, but there’d been no rain to save them.

Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer.

Cleo’s balance wavers as they build up their city, and they panic. They throw their weight backwards, falling against the wall and feeling the wind rush out of their rotten lungs. There’s a sharp pain as they collide with the stone, and suddenly they’re back on the diving board.

Martyn had caused them so much pain, and in turn they’d taken so much from him. He’d been their greatest weakness, and they’d let him roam free. They’d angered the witch because he left them.

They made the mistake of letting their enemy walk away, when they really should have kept him close.

History repeats itself.

Scar is paving out more of Scarland’s road when his tower Warden lets out a roar, making him jump. It rings out through his head, merging with that endless echo, and he has to take a second to re-compose himself. Grian comes up to him as he sits on the edge of the flower bed in the roundabout and takes a seat.

Jelly wanders across the road, and suddenly they’re back in the panda sanctuary. They’re bound together once more by Scar’s recklessness. Scar is following his every whim and fancy as Grian desperately tries to keep them alive. In the end, they always find their way back to each other.

They will always find each other, and it will always be their undoing.

ok, reading tlbotw and yk whats rlly sus? magnus feeling fine. like not just saying he is, but actually feeling it. cause, yk, he just got stabbed by some magical evil demon thorn sword and is now... oozing magic? regardless its weird, especially considering they have a CHILD and magnus should be tired from that, and even mentions before how max's sleep schedule does not match up w him and alec's. and on top of that, cassie mentions it multiple times.

theres this one particular time that made me go from "thats sus" to "thats RLLY sus", which is where the book goes, "“I feel fine,” he said, and realized he was telling the truth. He felt good, even, as if he’d had a full night’s sleep and a proper breakfast instead of barely any sleep and Jace’s too-strong black coffee".

Like, thats so sus. that thorn is DEFFO doing smth to magnus.

randomly reminding that i'll read Ty's pov for the first time ever in twp

miss rabbit fainted

randomly reminding that Herongraystairs will finally happen in twp

miss rabbit fainted again

Okay added in the cheek scar! You can honestly barely see it

Okay so I made Pac fanart. It looks like shit, but tbh it's, 1, my first piece of digital art, and 2, my first fanart. Also, my pen tool thingamy was broken so I drew this with my finger. Enjoy!

Closeups under the cut:

golly pac cubito how come u get two soulmates

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When ur trying to write a fic and then you start writing a whole nother fic

Yeah. fun.

Lots of love to all the non-verbal and partially verbal people out there!!! <33333

I really love the autism positivity on this website, but it seems to mainly focus on verbal autistics. Can I get a reblog for nonverbal autism positivity?