# DYLAN PARKER a dependent character once written by awkan for SYFYHQ .
Misplaced Lens Cap
we're not kids anymore.
Monterey Bay Aquarium
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shark vs the universe
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trying on a metaphor

Kaledo Art
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@parkerbutnotpeter
# DYLAN PARKER a dependent character once written by awkan for SYFYHQ .
@athenahowards sent: “ I think we’ve established that “ca-caw” and “tookie-tookie” don’t work. ”
“ of course i doesn't work, have your hear how stupid it sounds? ” they knew they sounded rude, but they were tired, they'd been following these weird creatures for hours now and they still couldn't get close enough to know what the hell they were. at least, they knew they weren't predators, and that was a good discovery and a relief at the same time. “ for how long are we gonna keep trying? i'm ... getting tired. ”
@stayiinalive sent: “ You call it a near-death experience, I call it a vibe check from God. ”
“ i— i never called it that? ” the slight tilt in their voice at the end of the phrase evidenced their hesitance, and the wrinkles crowning their frown reinforced it. “ besides ... god doesn't exist. ”
@dancinglost sent: “ That doesn’t look very scary. ”
“ well, it certainly shouldn't be, it is a harmless reptile, look at them ” dylan wasn't sure about the specific type of reptile they were holding in their hand, but it looked like some small type of lizard. it was bright red with brown dots, a very nice combination if you asked them. “ want to hold them? ”
@doomsdayy2k sent: “ I owe you a great reward. Only, I have none. ”
“ ah— are you drunk? ” they asked, a frown of concern present on their face, yet a glint of curiosity illuminating their eyes. “ because you don't ... own me anything that i remember. and if you're drunk at least you could share a little, no? ” god or the universe or whatever being above them having a blast with their current situation knew a sip of alcohol burning down their throat would work wonders for them right now.
@alienzines sent: “ So, apparently, the ‘bad vibes’ I’ve been feeling are actually ‘severe psychological distress’. ”
dylan looked at him in disbelief, a pedantic expression rapidly making its way into their features. “ well, what do you expect? ” they dead-panned so intensely it didn't even sound like a question. yet it was. “ i mean, we've been strained on a deserted island for three months ... and counting, i think 'severe psychological distress' is something pretty normal in our current situation, don't you think? ”
* @caophd ⸺ closed interaction.
dylan looked around with their hands inconveniently full, the right holding a large bamboo stick tied with precarious ropes while the right one held a poorly makeshift bowl. and more ropes. they needed to fix the free end of the stick diagonally to the tree at their back, but to accomplish that on their own, they'd very much need to have a third hand, something not many humans were gifted with. so their eyes scanned their surroundings hopelessly and lay on the closest person to them. adrien? alien? ariel! yes, that was her name. “ hey! ariel, right? ” they called for her attention. “ could you help me out here? please? ”
"Does anyone else feel a little bit... sleepy?"
“ yes, i do ” they replied with an impassive face, an almost unnoticeable wrinkle crowning their frown. “ unnecessary questions use to make me sleepy ” they didn't want to be rude, genuinely, but they also didn't want to engage in any kind of conversation. they couldn't.
Taking a deep breath and shaking himself off, Bran plastered his usual calm smile on his face, pushing his surprisingly intact glasses up the bridge of his nose. "Are you alright?"
dylan looked around to make sure he was addressing them, their deep frown perfectly in place between their eyebrows. “ yes, of course i am, why wouldn't i be? ” they asked, rhetorically. and then a kind of defensiveness invaded them. “ do i— do i not look okay? ” and even when they hated the hesitance in their voice, their gaze was firm and their stance strong.