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@nxghtlight
Continued from here
“...I know you have lot on your mind,” he murmured, eyes closing “Abundance of it. So, don’t be afraid to talk- whatever it is. Alright?”
When Nightlight’s next words came out in such stuttering rush, Colwort’s ears dropped to the back of his head, his breath coming out slightly shaky, but he nodded.
“I will stay. I promise- I am not going anywhere.”
Continued from here.
@hannah-the-small
“An inventor?”
Colwort hummed absently, moving to crouch down so the girl could perch on one of his knees, giving her another smile. Taking one of her hands in his much bigger one, he rubbed it lightly, tickling her palm with one soft finger pad.
“What does your daddy invent?”
"Keeping up the mischief, little one?"
Thump!, Nightlight startles and topples right off the tree stump he’d perched on, his attention snapping up immediately at Colwort’s gentle teasing.
…If he admits to mischief, won’t he just get in trouble for it?
If anything, Colwort was the one causing trouble, hopping off to who knows where– Nini pulls himself back up and pouts at the hare, squinting as if to ask ‘What about you?’
A smile, small and little bit sad.
"Yes, I am quite bad at sticking around, aren't I?" Still, the rabbit takes a step forward, then another, until he is within the boy's reach, grey stormy eyes inspecting him from head to toes.
"...You are thinner than you used to be." Colwort said softly, reaching out as if to touch his shoulder, but hesitating at the last moment. He had been away for so long... Does the other even want to see him?
A large hill of snow shook itself, before a pair of long ears popped out, sending the frozen puffy water flying. The Pooka scowled, squinting up at the sky before emerging from the hole fully, mutering all the while. "...Crazy weather... If I knew this would happen I'd would choose other time to sleep..."
I’m kinkshaming all of Germany
Is it better or worse if I tell y'all that “Nüsse” means “nuts”
Dicke means Fat or Thick
this post only gets worse
titania feat. flower-crown: midsummer edition
Man I feel really bad for the Tumblr Staff because I bet they aimed for Tumblr to be a cool, suavé, photographic place for artists but in reality it’s made up of hormonal teenagers who obsess over gay fictional characters, and can’t even handle the reblog button turning green to teal
IT IS MINT GREEN
staff:
IT IS MINT GREEN
Reblogging to see the colour of the reblog button
Oh my god, it’s like olive green now! Da fuck
what is this
This is way too dark to be mint green
"Love- love you. Love you muchly. Always."
Colwort sighed softly, his lips twitching in a smile. Pulling the boy close he hugged him to his ruff, chinning the top of his head gently.“As I do you, dearest friend. Always. And that will never change.”
“Come on in then,” he said in amusement, petting the back of the boy’s head with his large palm. It was so easy to carry the small knight, and in such way that the Pooka’s arms encircled him completely. But Colwort found that he did not mind the signs of Nightlight’s previous dinner flaking off into his fur- he just couldn’t bring himself... to let go.
Not now.
Especially now.
Besides, there was just something a little bit funny about the way how Nightlight fell limp and became essentially a big cat, when Colwort held him.
lets get personal.
1: 6 of the songs you listen to most?
2: If you could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?
3: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 23, give me line 17.
4: What do you think about most?
5: What does your latest text message from someone else say?
6: Do you sleep with or without clothes on?
7: What's your strangest talent?
8: Girls... (finish the sentence); Boys... (finish the sentence)
9: Ever had a poem or song written about you?
10: When is the last time you played the air guitar?
11: Do you have any strange phobias?
12: Ever stuck a foreign object up your nose?
13: What's your religion?
14: If you are outside, what are you most likely doing?
15: Do you prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?
16: Simple but extremely complex. Favorite band?
17: What was the last lie you told?
18: Do you believe in karma?
19: What does your URL mean?
20: What is your greatest weakness; your greatest strength?
21: Who is your celebrity crush?
22: Have you ever gone skinny dipping?
23: How do you vent your anger?
24: Do you have a collection of anything?
25: Do you prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?
26: Are you happy with the person you've become?
27: What's a sound you hate; sound you love?
28: What's your biggest "what if"?
29: Do you believe in ghosts? How about aliens?
30: Stick your right arm out; what do you touch first? Do the same with your left arm.
31: Smell the air. What do you smell?
32: What's the worst place you have ever been to?
33: Choose: East Coast or West Coast?
34: Most attractive singer of your opposite gender?
35: To you, what is the meaning of life?
36: Define Art.
37: Do you believe in luck?
38: What's the weather like right now?
39: What time is it?
40: Do you drive? If so, have you ever crashed?
41: What was the last book you read?
42: Do you like the smell of gasoline?
43: Do you have any nicknames?
44: What was the last film you saw?
45: What's the worst injury you've ever had?
46: Have you ever caught a butterfly?
47: Do you have any obsessions right now?
48: What's your sexual orientation?
49: Ever had a rumour spread about you?
50: Do you believe in magic?
51: Do you tend to hold grudges against people who have done you wrong?
52: What is your astrological sign?
53: Do you save money or spend it?
54: What's the last thing you purchased?
55: Love or lust?
56: In a relationship?
57: How many relationships have you had?
58: Can you touch your nose with your tongue?
59: Where were you yesterday?
60: Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you?
61: Are you wearing socks right now?
62: What's your favourite animal?
63: What is your secret weapon to get someone to like you?
64: Where is your best friend?
65: Give me your top 5 favourite blogs on Tumblr.
66: What is your heritage?
67: What were you doing last night at 12AM?
68: What do you think is Satan's last name?
69: Be honest. Ever gotten yourself off?
70: Are you the kind of friend you would want to have as a friend?
71: You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late one more time you get fired. What do you do?
72: You are at the doctor’s office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. a) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? b) What do you do with your remaining days? c) Would you be afraid?
73: You can only have one of these things; trust or love.
74: What's a song that always makes you happy when you hear it?
75: What are the last four digits in your cell phone number?
76: In your opinion, what makes a great relationship?
77: How can I win your heart?
78: Can insanity bring on more creativity?
79: What is the single best decision you have made in your life so far?
80: What size shoes do you wear?
81: What would you want to be written on your tombstone?
82: What is your favourite word?
83: Give me the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word; heart.
84: What is a saying you say a lot?
85: What's the last song you listened to?
86: Basic question; what's your favourite colour/colours?
87: What is your current desktop picture?
88: If you could press a button and make anyone in the world instantaneously explode, who would it be?
89: What would be a question you'd be afraid to tell the truth on?
90: One night you wake up because you heard a noise. You turn on the light to find that you are surrounded by MUMMIES. The mummies aren't really doing anything, they're just standing around your bed. What do you do?
91: You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what's even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What is that power?
92: You can re-live any point of time in your life. The time-span can only be a half-hour, though. What half-hour of your past would you like to experience again?
93: You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?
94: You have the opportunity to sleep with the music-celebrity of your choice. Who would it be?
95: You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go?
96: Do you have any relatives in jail?
97: Have you ever thrown up in the car?
98: Ever been on a plane?
99: If the whole world were listening to you right now, what would you say?
The Archetype Quiz
Quiz: [link]
your archetype is the realist.
traits: practical, understanding, honest, brutal, logical, creator, intelligent, sensible, down-to-earth, reasonable
the realist is most commonly used to symbolize the highest possible outcome in a dire situation. they are the ones who have everything planned, and hand out reality checks as if they were pamphlets to those who need them--which, quite honestly, is everyone who isn't a realist. although they can be harsh (brutal truth over merciful), they are nurturers and care more than they let on. realists tend to do things that will lead to the best outcome, and use their knowledge of reading people to manipulate situations and problems in order to get out of a rock and a hard place.
fictional characters that are realists: hermione granger, eddard stark, dana scully, thorin oakenshield, lestrade (from sherlock), leia organa, willow rosenberg
other personality types that go with this: ravenclaw, horned serpent, poseidon, artemis
The Pooka inclined his head at that, understanding for what he was apologizing for. But forget and forgive- the boy seemed to be a sweet child, and now it was more than clear how Tess and Katherine became so fond of him- what with the clearly killer puppy eyes he must have going on.
He did not believe that forced smile even a second, too much of an expert on them. His few centuries of existance has been full of fakes and masks, so no-one could reall pull one over him in that department. But he said nothing, leaving the boy to it.
“…Well, it might have been better for Aster,” he said truthfully “I, uh… The last time I saw other Pooka was when I was almost two hundred…” A very long time ago… And he spent some time worrying that Bunnymund would want him off the world if he knew about him, so Colwort was not very keen on being found.
“Are you feeling much better now? Your throat sounds hurt…” The Pooka mumbled worriedly, before starting to pat up his many pockets. He was sure he had some tincture to sooth it, perhaps some ointment as well…?
The pup tilted his head, crimson mane in need of a trim falling across his eyes while his brow furrowed. Colwort’s explanation of his meeting with Bunny left much to be desired, but Valrún was well versed in keeping things hidden himself and so did not push.
“Oh, ah, yes, I feel better now.” His cheeks warmed with embarrassment and he actually pressed a hand to his flush skin as if to chase away the heat. “My throat’s fine,” he assured.
“What about you? Did something happen? Besides…ah…me.” The Pooka was awfully jumpy despite knowing now that the pup was nothing to fear.
“...Some sort of... wild magic, would be my guess,” he murmured after a moment, figuring the boy needed an explanation “Evolved or not, Pooka still retain most of their instincts- they are just locked away. Some power... unfamiliar power, unlocked them. And our previous encounter, with you being the prime predator, and me being the opposite... well, it was fight or flight response, for a while.” He exhaled softly as he found what he was looking for, pulling out the small vial filled with light turquoise liquid.
“Here- something for your throat. I hope you don’t mind mint.”
Did I fall in love with him? Perhaps. Was that really so bad? So what if he wasn’t mine to love? I loved him anyway, I loved him in spite of it.
Sue Zhao (via blossomfully)
"Love- love you. Love you muchly. Always."
Colwort sighed softly, his lips twitching in a smile. Pulling the boy close he hugged him to his ruff, chinning the top of his head gently.“As I do you, dearest friend. Always. And that will never change.”
“Mutual promise then,” the Pooka said, lifting the knight up and craddling him against his wide chest “To always let the other know.” It would actually be somewhat soothing, to know where the other was- and in return, it felt good to know that someone wanted to know where he was.
“Now, are you hungry? We can grill some fresh fish over fire, with herbs and salt, if you want.”
tsarina-lunanoff:
He was right, she did not understand, but she could tell that he did not want to elaborate. Colwort was a very great person in her eyes, and Tsarina Lunanoff would never keep anything from him. Nevertheless, if she had not earned his trust in return, she would simply have to accept her place. With his brutal past, she could hardly blame him for being reserved.
Deceived by his outward appearance of having been made whole, she had wrongly assumed that the wounds to his heart had been healed too. Even the Light had limits, she supposed. Trying to hide her disappointment, she deferred to him, respectfully turning away to gaze at her lap for a moment. “Perhaps the Light will be able to repair the damage of the medicine, if you must take it,” she murmured. The thought consoled her slightly. “But, Colwort,” she rose, agitation surging in her chest and making it hard to stay seated. She gestured to the beautifully ornate box, explaining, “The Light is our salvation, but it is nothing to us without you. You are our treasure.” Her goal was not to wound him, but merely to help him realize his own self worth, so she risked saying something that she hoped would not offend him. “You are the last Pooka… to lose you would be to lose everything, to lose the Light itself!” Drawing near to him, she gathered his paws in her hands, asking, “As you take care of us, please let us take care of you.” As if on cue, there came a knock at the door, and the towering figure of a Glowworm lingered in the doorway. He poked his head in, antennae first, his gaze darting bashfully between them. “I’m here to attend to Master Colwort’s new wardrobe,” he announced. Tsarina Lunanoff smiled, releasing the Pooka’s paws to open the door widely. “Come in,” she said cheerfully, anticipating the Glowworm’s response. The large creature staggered, a rather hilarious sight given all his tiny legs, gasping, “OH, Master Colwort, sir, you look… positively radiant!”
He felt guilty for that, and he knew that she was not only disappointed but hurt as well, but... She was a lady. And Tsarina to a boot- this was just something he couldn’t discuss with her yet, it was too soon, no matter how good their tentative friendship has become.
However he ‘permission’ of taking the medicine made him greatly relieved- he really did not want to be aboard her ship without it.
“Thank you,” he murmured, looking away as well “I- Your Majesty, I know you don’t like it but... but believe me it is necessary. I can’t bring myself tell you why yet- I see it as innapropriate for me to do so right now.”
“But, perhaps, I could explore the planet for its native species of plants and animals. Maybe I will find something that would help me re-do the recipe. Get rid of the unvanted side-effects.”
Her outburst had him rear back- and as she stared into his face, and with her heartfelt and passionate expression and words, Colwort felt his own eyes widen, because oh by the stars, he realized, he could easily fall in love with this woman.
And that was bad.
Swallowing, it took all his effort to keep his hands from shaking, and when the distraction came in form of the Glowworm, the Pooka could have wept. Oh why was the Royal family so kind again?
“I, ah,” he stuttered at the praise, shifting slightly “Thank you..?”
katherineandkailash:
Katherine nodded, taking in his words with great appreciation. She was plenty warm now from being carried, and grateful for his generosity, she leaned up and hugged him, with a soft, “Thank you,” before climbing down out of his arms to get a better look at the ship. With careful, swift brushes of her fingers, Katherine swept the freshly fallen snow away from the bolts and embossed metal. The tips of her fingers followed the edges as if memorizing the designs and a far away look crept into her gaze as she allowed her imagination to transport her elsewhere. {How long ago this ship was built.} An impossibly distant p a s t, to the young girl of thirteen years old, and she regarded it as if it were from another world. And perhaps it was. Though a Pooka had resided on Earth for centuries, this was not their native land, and the ship served well to remind Katherine of that. Warily, Kailash padded up behind them, glaring dubiously at the ship. The gosling’s feelings towards air travel were vastly different from her rider’s, preferring to only be airborne using her wings. Nevertheless, the great bird stayed silent, unwilling to argue with the creature that had kept her Katherine warm and happy.
Having circled the ship with fascination, the little Guardian made her way back to Colwort’s side. “Did you build this ship?” she asked. “Were you trained to be a pilot?” Katherine was practically bursting with questions, but those two would do for now.
The hug was a surprise.
Of course, she had snuggled closer to him before, but that was for warmth and perhaps for a bit of selfish comfort from her part - nothing that he would rake her over hot coals for. Children are allowed to be selfish in those instances, in his opinion.
But this hug was clearly meant for him, just as meaningful and sweet as the word of thanks she bestowed upon him. It left him stunned- and the words did their part too. He had been thanked once or twice, when acting his part as a healer on a ruined planet. But he had been paid for that job, and though every saved life has been a success, most of the time it was easier to look on it as a job. But this thanks- that was just for being him.
He wondered when was the last time someone was thankful for the Pooka just existing.
He watched her with more warmth in his gaze than he did before, taking in some sort of pleasure just from seeing her excitement over the ship. Even though Katherine clearly had a knack for asking all the hard question.
A talent of hers, Colwort came to find.
“Well, no,” he grimaced lightly as he came to stand beside her, placing his hand on the hull.
“And no for the second question. Engineering.... I wanted to try of course, and I do know enough now to keep this craft in travelling shape. Actually building one?” Colwort shook his head “Way above my knowledge. Perhaps, within the next several centuries, if I really wanted, but...” He shrugged.
“And Pilot... in my youth, you had to have several prerequisities to become a pilot. Good eyesight, for once,” he motioned his glasses- though to be fair, that was a bit of a misdirection. His worsening sight was his own fault after all.
“I just own this one. And became self-taught at steering it.”
"Love- love you. Love you muchly. Always."
Colwort sighed softly, his lips twitching in a smile. Pulling the boy close he hugged him to his ruff, chinning the top of his head gently.“As I do you, dearest friend. Always. And that will never change.”
nxghtlight:
Nightlight rumbled quietly as he did his best to fit his own arms ‘round the hare in return, his feelers brushing back against Colwort for the chinning. Things had been… lonely, without the Pookan medic, not to mention how much Nini pined over missed him.
Colwort’s scent is enough to settle him, and the specter coos when he raises a hand to squish the larger male’s cheek. Hopefully, his Worry Wort will not go away for quite so long, next time.
“Aye, it has been.... a bad sets of months.” Colwort admitted with a sigh, correctly guessing why the boy has been so clingy “I’m sorry... I am not used to, well, someone noticing me around. Or gone.”
“I promise, if... Should it happen again, I will tell you, alright?” He hadn’t mean to leave Nightlight guessing, or feeling lonely. Sighing again, this time in content, the Pooka nuzzled his cheek into the small palm, returning the gesture with his own hand, craddling Nightlight’s face gently.
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