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[spicygambles]

You know... between last life's "You guys wanna kiss?" to this time around's "sandwiched between two people" bit I think the real reason why Mumbo doesn't interact much with the other hermits (or other people in general really) is because the more there are to interact with the flirtier he gets.

[reactionimagesdaily]

[redheadkittys]

...the captain ✈️ welcomes you personally...

me:

[crystalirises]

Sally was a summon who found themself in the human world on accident, she met Wilbur and you know the rest. Fundy being the son of a summon and human he had around 15 years in the human world before he would be sent into the summon/spirit world. The only people who would likely know how to summon are Bad, Dream, Phil. Floosih and Connor(Since the art has been lost to time). Prompt

I swear that I've seen this prompt before. I really swear I have. Now, I don't understand what you mean by "summon" here, but I assume it's like... spirits that are like familiars and stuff? So, the way it's depicted here may not be what you wanted since I don't understand what you mean by "summon". I tried my best.

Also I didn't add Connor cause, as far as I'm aware, he's not that active in the lore and I don't know what his role is at all. Also, I forgot about the Eggpire for a hot second while writing this (I’m so sorry Red Egg, I am a disgrace), so Bad ain’t possessed because I am an utter fool who forgot about the EGG.

Also let me tell you the amount of times I read “summon” as “salmon” is a lot. Enough so that at the first read of this prompt, I was confused because I thought you said that Fundy was gonna turn into a salmon *wheeze*

When Phil had gotten an urgent message from Foolish and Bad, he had come expecting another verbal spat. He did not, however, expect to be visiting Dream. He followed after the demon and the undying god, his dark wings fluttering nervously behind him while he took in the obsidian walls of the prison. "Dream summoned a spirit here?"

"He did." Foolish glanced back, pity dancing within his emerald eyes.

“Phil, we need you to take a deep breath and not... freak out.” Bad stopped him before he could enter the cell, the light of the lava made the demon’s eyes brighter than usual. His eyebrows scrunched together, a hand reaching up to adjust his hat. Every second that he spent inside the prison was beginning to take its toll on him. Avians were not fond of tight enclosed spaces. Bad and Foolish’s nervousness weren’t much help to him either. “Okay, don’t freak out.”

Bad stepped aside, the last of the lava disappearing into the ground.

Out of every summon that he expected to bear witness to, he did not expect to see his missing grandson (albeit disowned) happily asleep in Dream’s arms.

He forgot about Bad’s warning.

It’s wrong to separate a summon from its summoner. But that was his grandson.

He heard Bad scream out and saw a glint of gold try to reach for him, but he had used his wings to move himself forward, grasping onto Fundy’s arm before pulling him away. Dream let out a strangled gasp, darting forward but Phil had moved back, holding onto a confused and struggling fox hybrid. Deep down, he wondered why Wilbur never told him that he had fallen in love with a summon, but he couldn’t afford to dwell on it when Fundy was trying to claw his way back to Dream. He avoided Fundy’s attacks, “Mate, calm down. You’re safe. It’s me!”

“Dream! Dream!” Fundy had sheathed his claws and had begun to hit Phil’s arms with his fists. It hurt, but Phil refused to let go. “Dream! Dream! Dream!”

“Phil...” Foolish stepped in, “We can’t separate them.”

“Think of the consequences!” Bad was trying to take Fundy. “They could die!”

“I’m not leaving my grandson with Dream, mate. That wouldn’t be good for him!”

“How would you know what’s good for him? You disowned him, remember?”

Dream had stood up, one arm leaning against the wall. Phil stared at that porcelain mask, one forest green eye glaring harshly at him from where a piece of the mask had broken off. “I summoned him. I didn’t intend to summon Fundy. I didn’t even know that he was a summon! But he’s now my summon. He’s mine!”

It didn’t help that Fundy didn’t remember his human life. Summons - full-blooded summons - tend to remain in the spirit realm unless summoned or, in a very rare case, when they accidentally find themselves in the human realm. Phil had met quite a lot of summons in his life, and he’d even met half-blooded ones. Summons who were half-blooded tend to stay in the human realm for fifteen years. Once they were pulled back to the spirit realm, they’d forget all about their human life. Phil shook his head, holding onto Fundy, his only blood relative left.

He shook his head. Either way, Dream shouldn’t be allowed to have a summon.

“He may be your summon, but he’s part of my family. I’m taking him home.”

He’d find a way to break off a summoning bond if he had to.

[nostalgia-art]

Okay, say what you want. But you can’t tell me that Tony Stark, in his search to find a physical activity that can help with his stress and can clear his head. Didn’t try aerial yoga and is flexible as hell from it. 

[skeletal-spire-man]

one hundred and fifty euro isnt that much is it?

[lilackissed]

Soft(ish) Angst Prompts - @musamulta​ said: “you could’ve gotten yourself killed! you could’ve— fuck! you scared the shit outta me.” (Jaskier)

"It had to be done...” Yennefer managed, but her voice was BROKEN.

Perhaps she would have done things differently if she had had more time, but she didn’t. In the moment, it had come down to quite an immense use of Chaos, and while the Sorceress was used to PAIN, she was in more than she cared to admit. Channeling had taken so much out of her, and left a mark on her insides, and she just needed to sit.

“Worry not--you’re still stuck with me.”