Baby Molly and Teen Percy bonding
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Baby Molly and Teen Percy bonding
AU where EE is aged back 12 years but the characters get to interact with Molly Molly: 3 months Percy:17 yrs old
What makes you think you have the right to decide how the world runs? Having the power of a god doesn't make you one.
“Ex-fuckin’--scuse me?” Oh! She’s not amused by that line. “Okay, FIRST OFF, Eyebrows--” How the fuck did you even find her. “Ah’ don’t fancy m’self as some god or some shit, fuckin’ hell, where did THAT come from??”
“An’ SECONDLY--th’ world ain’t gonna change fast enough th’ way everyone’s so CHUMMY with Epithets. An’ Ah’ could care LESS if that makes me a ‘terrorist.’ Ah’ve always been on th’ wrong side o’ the law t’ begin with!” Not...entirely true but it might as WELL be. “It ain’t just about how th’ world runs, it’s about where th’ world is GOIN’.”
“’I can take you further than a ship,’ the snake said. He coiled around The Little Prince’s ankle, like a golden bracelet. ‘Anyone I touch, I send back to the land from which he came,’ the snake went on. ‘But you’re innocent, and you come from a star...’
The Little Prince made no reply.”
@percival-queen once again has me lost in The Little Prince sauce
Hello...? Ram... er... Goldbricker, are you out here...? [She's carrying a large, heavy-looking coat in her arms.]
Goldbricker has officially decided that they, too, do not like the cold. The snow is making it even harder to walk, and the wet is making their skin prickle uncomfortably. Not to mention the shivering—
[ ...!!!!!!! ]
That voice!!!!! They know that voice!!
[ PARAPET!!!!!!!!! ]
The glow of their eyes brightens as a wave of excitement rushes through their very core— followed by a muffled sense of relief from their host’s consciousness. They take a few unsteady steps towards Parapet’s host— she hasn’t seen them yet but maybe if they just—!
A strange, shrill noise escapes their throat. They haven’t quite figured out mouth-sounds yet, but maybe that’ll get her attention!!!
M!A: (2/6)
(Started to feel more confident about my tracings lately, mostly thanks to support from a friend of mine. So I decided to do an edit (is it still an edit if it’s a tracing of the original that’s been modified?) of Percy into @percival-queen’s Parapet! I rubbed the lead shaving of my pencil in with the cream for the skin to give a slight “stoney” look and tipped the hair with blue to match Percy’s lightning.)
I will forever savor the fact I caused this.
–; Continued from (x) @percival-queen
Molly sighs as she watches the rain fall, standing close to Percy’s side. The weather forecast mentioned nothing about this, so she was completely unprepared for the sudden change of weather. It’s a good thing she didn’t buy anything, otherwise they’d all be soaking right now... at least Percy was willing to share the umbrella.
At her question, she lets out a quick, dry laugh. That’s wishful thinking, really.
❝ Ahaha... no, this is normal. He never responds to my calls... he’s always busy playing his games. ❞
She would usually just wait for the rain to stop or go walking, even if she gets sick later on. Having no one running the toy store is a very bad idea, no matter the circumstances. That’s just how it is, and she’s accepted it.
[There's a knocking at the door. Looks like someone wants to check in!] "Is anyone home?"
“I’ve got it!”
Sylvie manages to break away from everyone long enough to run to the door, swaying a bit as he walks- man, all of that must’ve drained all of his stamina. He swings the door open.
“Officer King!” He says, “What’re you doing here? It’s really late in the n-”
He catches a glance of the clock on his wall. 7am.
Huh.