#rip cullen

[margaw]

A proper post for my Inky tarot card, she's pissed off~

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[a11sunday]

[ jealousy ] — sender gets jealous seeing receiver with someone else ( counterspll, druhawk )

from: meme. verse: modern verse.

he arrived too early. it was never really much of an issue before beyond the kids not having their things together yet, in which case mihawk usually waited in the car until they came stumbling out of drucilla's place, while she hurried behind them with an extra duffel or something of theirs that they forgot to pack away in their own bags for the week. in his own inconsiderate fashion however, he often did so with no warning that he would be on his way, only alerting them to his arrival.

this time, however, he frowns when he finds the curb out front where he usually parked occupied by a car he didn't recognize. it could be a neighbor's or a guest of someone's, all these possibilities that had nothing to do with @spiritmarking or their children. but, he finds himself disappointingly vindicated when he spots him emerging from the house.

it's bad enough to witness the brief sharing of affection between the mystery man and his ex wife, but a new wave of ... emotion that he'd prefer not to name rises when zoro peeks his face out to grin up at the man. it's the same little face that tilts, eyes easily finding mihawk's, even from several yards away. the smile immediately drops. then, suddenly, everyone's eyes are on him. the blinds move in one of the front-facing windows and he knows perona is peering outside too.

it was inevitable, wasn't it? that they would move on. that she would move on. that she had a life now that existed far removed from his own, only ever orbiting one another where the children were concerned. as far as reconciliation went, it wasn't something that mihawk deluded himself into hoping for. but he realizes here and now as he watches the man's hand slip off zoro's head that the spot he once occupied could be filled with the shape of another. that there could be someone who sat at their dinner table, sharing meals, laughing in the kitchen, tucking them to sleep, taking night drives to help perona get sleepy, and sharing the space of one bed with the woman he loves. all of that wasn't his to share anymore.

he should really stay in the car. let the goodbyes be had. it's none of his business. but, he's out of the car as he's saying this in his head. he's walking up to the front stoop. the kids have vanished back into the house, likely to scramble for their things.

there's an obvious discomfort that extends to him, but that he also selfishly revels in. mihawk wants nothing more than this man to be gone, and still nothing more than to cast him in his stare for a minute more.

"oh, don't be in such a hurry. i've come to collect the kids. there will be ample time for more than longing looks, won't there?"

[quiisquiliae]

@pcrseverance

A nest was the best way you could describe Ashe's current situation. One of the nooks in the library had been entirely taken over by the Inquisitor. She sat there cross legged on the floor, a blanket draped over her shoulders in an effort to shield her from the cold, and she was using the armchair as a desk. Books were strewn about her as well as scraps of parchment with notes scribbled on them.

"I don't understand," she said to whomever happened to be nearby- or maybe just to her pet mouse who was curled up in a fold of her blanket. "How are there no records of dwarves settling on the surface like this? None! People don't vanish like this! The scraps of information I can find claim Fairel died in the Deep Roads- but the Deep Roads and surface are- I don't know if you're aware- two entirely different locations."

[bushelofmuses]

Open RP; Myrna Lavellan

"I have a superb plan for a prank, and I'm in need of someone to help me implement it."

[duete]

This is the worst conversation he has stumbled into in a long time.

[frecklef0x]

Kits saunters forward, shifting her weight to one leg as she stops short. Cocks her head, lifts her chin. Lets her gaze fall to Leliana’s mouth as she opens hers—leaving the proposition dangling on a line.

“I’ve been doing this longer than you have, you know.” The Nightingale of the Inquisition remains still, relaxed. Kits can feel her breath, warm and soft, on her upper lip. The heat of her body. She has not reached out to touch her...yet.

“Maybe I’m better at it,” the inquisitor murmurs. Leliana’s lips curl into a small smile at the dare, but she still makes Lavellan wait a few agonizing seconds more. Finally, finally, she takes her face in her hands. Fingers curl around the back of her neck, reach into her hair, slide behind her pointed ear. A thumb moves across her throat, pressing, stopping under her jaw. Leliana gently pulls her forward, whispering,

“I don’t think so,” against her mouth. A thrill shoots through her as they kiss—different from the satisfied elation that usually comes from such a victory. Leliana may have taken the bait, but there was an eerie feeling she was the one being pulled from the water.

[inktober2019: bait + catch]

[pinayelf-archive]

Dad!Cullen being absolutely crushed when he has to shave for whatever reason and the baby doesn't recognize him and just screams and refuses to go near him (this just happened with my brother and my niece and it was probably the funniest thing I've ever seen)

hsiudfhusi this actually happens in my canon. during ilao’s performative years he has a beard and he shaves it clean when she’s 2 and she refuses to go near him 

i think he would actually cry hifshdfic