sweet parents


finally lined some sketches ;D

1. Pellas (son, sweet boy with many parents, on left) and Bastion (best poly mage dad, will fight u, on right) in Light for the Brightshine Jubilee because its part of ur cultural heritage Pellas, its not really that hot out even. 

Pellas’s tag has a few amusing posts about how he feels regarding the trip. 

2. Pellas himself, tall leatherworker boy, p shy. I might be looking for an out-of-clan partner/datemate for him depending on how the writing goes. Gotta get my tablet and color the bust first tho. Not a proper pic of him without showing how bright red & gold he is.

& the lore/art tag crew: @serthis-archivist @a-gang-of-ducks @them-sweet-dragons @gemmie-fr @maiatan-fallan @childofmyroids 

Dear Future Daughter:

1) When you’re at some party, chain smoking on the roof with some strange girl with blue hair and exorbitant large dark eyes, ask her about her day. I promise you, you won’t regret it. Often times you’ll find the strangest of people have the most captivating of stories to tell.

2) Please, never mistake desire for love. Love will engulf your soul, whilst desire will emerge as acid, slowly making it’s way through your veins, gradually burning you from the inside out.

3) No one is going to fucking save you, anything you’ve read or heard otherwise is bullshit.

4) One day a boy is going to come along who’s touch feels like fire and who’s words taste like vanilla, when he leaves you, you will want to die. If you know anything at all, know that it is only temporary.

5) Your mental health comes before school baby, always. If its midnight, and you have an exam the next day but your hands have been shaking for the past hour and a half and you’re not so sure you want to be alive anymore, pull out that carton of Ben and Jerry’s and afterwards, go the fuck to bed. So what if you get a 68% on the exam the next day? You took care of yourself and at the end of the day that will always come before a high test score. To hell with anyone who tells you differently

—  Abbie Nielsen

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Danai and Andy went to chandlers graduation party. His tv parents y'all. I'm so emotional!

This was totally me looking at those pictures:

Like the forces aligned and really gave us a no-zombie AU where Carl graduates from high school and he’s going to UGA and his parents throw him a cute little graduation party and Michonne is all dressed up like the perfect hostess and Rick is such a dad, and Morgan is their neighbor and he stopped by to support and it’s really just the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. I’m so glad they went. 🤗

The Weasley parents run their day like bookends.

Molly wakes the Burrow. She wakes before anyone, opens the shutters, feeds the chickens and draws the eggs gracefully into a basket with her wand, lights a fire in the kitchen hearth and starts breakfast. 

Arthur puts the house to sleep. He is the last to bed each night, and only after drawing the cat inside, neatening the foyer and hanging coats on the racks, kissing the last of his children goodnight, turning off every light, closing all the windows, and locking all the doors. It calms him to see the house put to rights before he sleeps. 

Their respective care and love keeps house in peace and balance. 

Story 04 by @nerdforestgirl

Amy looked over at her husband who was sitting in her lab snacking on the food he brought for her while he watched her work. Sheldon didn’t mind watching her work for a while. He always thought she was cute in her lab coat, and seeing that sweater covered baby bump sticking out of it just put her on the next level. Though he knew she needed to sit and eat this thoughtfully researched and prepared meal.

“You need to rest more,” he demanded.

“You aren’t my doctor, and I want to get this finished before I stop to eat,” Amy snapped. She never knew if it was her pregnancy hormones that made her frustrated by Sheldon’s behavior or if it was just his tendency to be overbearing and annoying. Ether way, her day would be a lot easier if he would just go back to his office for a while.

Sheldon just shook his head and took another bite out of the carrot he was snacking on. It was hard for him to stay away from Amy for long when she was carrying his child. He was well aware that he was driving her up the wall by checking in a few times a day, but he always felt better when he knew how she was. Since it was just a walk across campus to visit her, he often found it hard to resist visiting her. So, here he was, watching as she lovingly prepared samples of brain tissue to inspect under her microscope.

That was until she set down the slide and put her hand to her belly and grimaced. Sheldon was up and to her in seconds. He was guiding her to a stool to sit down.

“It’s fine. She’s just kicking,” Amy assured him as she rubbed the spot that had been abused by her daughter. This would only spur him on to hang around her lab more, so she wanted to make sure he knew everything was fine.

“She’s kicking?” Sheldon asked in wonder. It was at that moment that Amy realized that Sheldon had never felt their child’s little kicks. She was used to the little movements that had felt more like popcorn popping than actual kicks, but over the last couple days her little girl had taken to real kicks. They just happened at work or after Sheldon was already asleep. It wasn’t like she was keeping it from him. She took his hand and put it on her belly right where their daughter was kicking her still.

“Wow,” Sheldon muttered. His eyes went wide as he left his hand there and felt the tiny movements under it. They stopped after a moment, and when Amy looked into his eyes they were shiny with tears. He got on his knees in front of Amy to speak right to their child.

“Hello,” he said clearly. “It’s me. It’s Daddy. I can’t wait to meet you.”

Thanks for sending me this short fic months ago! I hope you like my final version of your idea!

Check her stories on tumblr and fanfiction dot net /  archiveofourown. You REALLY need to read them. I love all of them. Sweet and fluff Shamy? go to her. I’m also a big fan of Raj/Lincoln stories and other pairings. Thanks for all the work!!

Soon the rest of stories! I need to work on 05 / 06 / 07 and I will finish all the stories!

Dating Grayson would include...

• Cuddling all the time
• Cute kisses on the nose or the forehead
• Movie nights
• Saturdays in PJs
• Random Dates
• Cute nicknames
• Calling you princess
• Late night adventures…
• …To McDonald’s
• Him being goofy when you are in a bad mood to cheer you up
• Him being very protective
• Taking baths and showers together
• Lots of rough or romantic sex (I just had to)
• Taking goofy pictures and videos together
• Him showing you off
• Long talks
• Good morning and Goodnight texts
• Him buying you pizza
• Butt grabs (I had to, I’m sorry okay!)
• Traveling together
• Late night FaceTime and phone calls
• Random kisses
• Sometimes meeting only to take a nap together
• Him taking cute pictures of you while you are not looking
• Ethan walking in while you two are making out
• Playing with his hair
• Watching the sunset/sunrise while cuddling under a blanket on the roof
• A lot of tickle fighting
• Constantly being tagged and told you two are relationship goals
• Meeting his parents and Cam and feeling very nervous at first but they are too sweet
• Him meeting your parents and absolutely freaking out
• But they like him anyway
• Taking care of you when you are ill/ on your period
• You taking care a of him when he’s ill
• A lot of random “I love you,” text messages
•Sending each other memes
• “Accidentally” moving your butt all the time while spooning
• Therefore giving him a boner (may someone give me holy water please)
• Doing a basic white girl voice like omg seriously losers stop it
• Pranking each other a lot
• Watching horror movies
• Grayson not wanting to sleep with the lights off “just in case you get scared”
• “Send nudes,” snaps as a joke
• But not always
• Ethan always teasing you about you two having sex
• Reading smut stories about him to him
• Creating playlists for each other
• His “secret” way of asking to have sex is “LET’S MAKE BABIES,”
• Breakfast in bed
• Chewing loudly to piss him off
• Rewatching old vines
• A lot of hickeys everywhere
• Calling him “daddy,” to annoy him 😂
• Freaking out when he takes his tshirt off because holy damn have you seen those muscles like omfg!
• Massages when you are stressed
• Him cooking dinner when you come home late or for a date in
• Random kisses
• A lot of random “I love you,“s


Hey guys. I’m a completely new account, so I’m sorry if it’s not that good 😬 Also, I’m open for any requests ☺️

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I DOn’t think now is the best time… 

The W & E “wedding scene” from AWE

This is dedicated to Barbossa (Hector Barbossa, to be precise) and also to the two character’s from the original trilogy (Will & Elizabeth). 

I love Barbossa in this scene. (I’m a little busy at the moment). 

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Black Cats and Croissants

Here is the commission I did for the wonderfully amazing  @squirrellygirlart !!!!

You have her to thank for this lovely piece!!! This was honestly so much fun to write I hope you all enjoy it as much as I have ^_^

WARNING: There is some SIN- but I will warn you beforehand and mark where it ends as well.

Chat’s week wasn’t going very well. The boy had been run ragged with photo shoots and akuma attacks. And with the new diet his father had him on he was absolutely starving! ‘It’s almost swimsuit season Adrien,’ His father had said. Hungry and exhausted Chat was not up for another akuma attack, let alone one against Marinette.

It had all started with Chloe (didn’t it always?) Marinette, sweet, kind Marinette who’s parents made the best pastries Adrien had ever tasted, had brought croissants to school for her friends. She looked about as tired as he felt but despite that she smiled as she went to give her friends the sweet buttery gift. Adrien was certain he could hear his own heart break when Chloe came barreling in, knocking Marinette and the delicate pastries to the ground. Chloe smirked down at Marinette as she made a point of walking across the breaded treats, squashing them beneath her feet. Marinette’s face flushed red with anger as she stood with her hands in shaking fists at her sides. Marinette opened her mouth and a loud long irritating noise covered her words from Adrien’s ears. The long drawn out noise was Nino making a constant high pitched hum as he covered Adrien’s ears with his hands. Marinette’s words weren’t for innocent ears, he had told Adrien later on. Whatever Marinette had said landed her in the headmaster’s office where she was sent home from school suspended from the rest of the day’s classes. From then on Adrien had been traipsing across the city as Chat Noir chasing after a very angry akumatized Marinette.

“Princess I know you’ve had a crumby day but you’re batter than this,” Chat chuckled to himself as he dodged another croissant heading towards his head.

“Enough with the puns!” Marinette shouted in irritation sending more croissants sailing his way.

“Aw Princess I know you don’t knead that,” Chat snickered before a buttery croissant landed smack dab in the middle of his mouth. Chat hummed in delight his stomach growling in response.

“And stop calling me Princess!” Marinette hissed. She was dressed in a black and purple apron wielding a large purple spoon in her hands, purple cake batter splattered across one of her cheeks. She was the least intimidating akuma Chat had ever seen.

“Well you didn’t like muffin or cupcake, I’m running out of nicknames here,” Chat complained taking the croissant reluctantly from his mouth.

“Stop with the nicknames,” Marinette shouted throwing another croissant his way. This time Chat snatched the breaded delicacy out of the air and began stuffing it in the slim pockets of his suit.

You’re pathetic, Plagg’s voice sighed in his head.

Hey, don’t judge me I’m starving here! Adrien snapped back.

“You need a name sweet stuff.” Chat smirked. A croissant bounced off his head. “Okay you don’t like that one, how about…” Chat snapped his fingers a cheshire grin spreading across his face. “Pastry Princess!” Chat purred.

Marinette gave him a deadpan look. Chat opened his mouth to say something else but before the words fell past his lips a cupcake the size of a car landed on top of him. Chat popped his head out the top. Sticky frosting slid down his face and clumped in his hair.

“I take it you like your new name,” Chat cooed. Marinette gave him an irritated look as she hopped over to the next rooftop leaving Chat in his cupcake prison. It was surprisingly difficult to move within the dense cake. Worried Marinette might get away, and with no Ladybug in sight to come to his aid, Chat summoned his cataclysm and let the cupcake disintegrate around his feet. It was a shame he lacked the time to eat through the sweet instead. His stomach grumbled in agreement.

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I don’t have a shred of maternal instinct in me...

…but sometimes I have kid feels.

I had a patient today, an adorable seven year old girl who was really brave as I treated an injury of hers.  As I patched her up, she asked what was hanging around my neck, so I explained to her that it was my stethoscope and I use it to listen to peoples heartbeats and breathing to tell if they’re sick.  She was fascinated, but she was having a tough time with her treatment, so I promised her that if she was a brave girl and let me finish, I’d let her borrow it for a few minutes when I was done so she could hear her mum’s heartbeat.  She was excited and while she was still a bit squirmy and scared, she got through the rest of the treatment like a champ and so I handed over my tubes for a few minutes as I cleaned up and as I looked back at her listening to mum’s heart, I realized that the look of wonderment on a child’s face, the glimmer of excitement in their eyes, the headiness of new experience…. these things are precious, and beautiful, and it warmed my heart so damn much I can’t stop smiling thinking about it.

You go, girl.  

You learn, explore, ask questions, seek answers, create, be inspired, inspire: never stop.  Never let go of that wonderment.

Thank you for showing me the beauty of enthusiasm again.  It’s something I so desperately need in this sick, sad world some days.

Inspirational Parenting From a Captain

Yondu: Some children threaten to runaway from home. This is the only thing that keeps some parents going.

Teenage Peter: *runs in* UGH! I can’t wait till I get my own ship! Then I can get far away from this stupid place and do what I want! *stomps away*

Yondu: *closes eyes, a single tear falling* I pray for that every night…