that speech patterns post got me thinking and I feel like it would be wildly hilarious if Bronte starts picking up teenage slang from his inflicting sessions with Sophie.
Like it's a council meeting, and Emery is like 'yeah we can't seem to get the trolls to cooperate in negotiations' and Bronte just goes "skill issue". And everyone else loses their shit because what the fuck Bronte.
i want it to be put on record that when i posted this to tiktok, i did not think it would blow up, nor did i ever imagine that the ship name would be "billfiddlesford"
the council decided that name without my consent, but i do appreciate the whimsy of it /j
i made these comics as a joke with myself about "what if fidds just got tired of bill's nonsense and teased him 24/7 bc Bill's a menace but Fiddleford grew up on a farm" type of thing, which has now spiraled.
also bc consider; I want Fiddleford to have a win? i want him to be happy and healthy and also in a polyamorous gay marriage with his college friend and his muse, nothing too dramatic
Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box of crayons And began to draw.
But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make flowers.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make beautiful ones With his pink and orange and blue crayons. But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And it was red, with a green stem. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”
The little boy looked at his teacher’s flower Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just turned his paper over, And made a flower like the teacher’s. It was red, with a green stem.
On another day The teacher said: “Today we are going to make something with clay.” “Good!” thought the little boy; He liked clay. He could make all kinds of things with clay: Snakes and snowmen, Elephants and mice, Cars and trucks And he began to pull and pinch His ball of clay.
But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make a dish.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make dishes. And he began to make some That were all shapes and sizes.
But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And she showed everyone how to make One deep dish. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”
The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish; Then he looked at his own. He liked his better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just rolled his clay into a big ball again And made a dish like the teacher’s. It was a deep dish.
And pretty soon The little boy learned to wait, And to watch And to make things just like the teacher. And pretty soon He didn’t make things of his own anymore.
Then it happened That the little boy and his family Moved to another house, In another city, And the little boy Had to go to another school.
The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. And he waited for the teacher To tell what to do. But the teacher didn’t say anything. She just walked around the room.
When she came to the little boy She asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?” “Yes,” said the little boy. “What are we going to make?” “I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher. “How shall I make it?” asked the little boy. “Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher. “And any color?” asked the little boy. “Any color,” said the teacher. And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.
~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy
Let's..... go lesbians?
OK so in season 5 where gabriel has all the miraculous rings:
IMAGINE he just... wore those ALL THE TIME, idk i thought this was funny:
something interesting about all of the canon empaths- they're all full of it and ultimately value themselves or their agendas FAR more than those around them
Look at Oralie
Look at Cassius
Look at Stina
Look at Keefe
That's how you could tell Marella wasn't going to be one- she's more empathetic than the Empaths
I second this
I think Keefe should dye his hair. as a treat.
Sophie: I want to do this very important mission alone. Maybe with Keefe, since his mom is involved, BUT NO ONE ELSE I'M NOT PUTTING ANYONE IN DANGER
Fitz:
Biana:
This made me so fucking angry I have to inflict it on all of you.
Helloooo, I mostly reblog lolQuote from Bones UK: ‘Pretty Waste’ PFP and background by me
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