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collection of posts for a very specific dynamic

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alex dimitrov / maggie stiefvater / dorothea lasky

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WHAT ARE YOU THE PATRON SAINT OF?

patron saint of bones

patron saint of frameworks. of structures. of solidity. patron saint of things that break. patron saint of things that are left behind. the bones survive long after the body, the building: what is there left for them, when the rest has gone? what do bones do, with nothing to hold around them? who holds the bones?

TAGGED BY: @shehook TAGGING: you!

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boys and their toys ( 2/? )   ➝    Pogue  Parry    ✧    d u c a t i   7 4 9 

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Late night Virgil art before I go to bed 🫡

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she may not be his captain, but she's still a captain and more than that, she's simply a person he respects- and someone he cares deeply about- so he's already aware that he's walking a fine line. he doesn't want to offend her, but he is worried about her. the thing about harriet hook is that she doesn't let people worry about her. and she doesn't show weakness. so the fact she's stumbled into him more than once tells him two things, one- she's exhausted beyond measure. and two- she trusts him enough to let that slip. he offers her a small smile in response to the threat of losing one or both his hands if he dares try and pick her up. " if you want my hand ya need only ask for it. i've never been one for a flashy proposal. " he lets out a soft laugh, stance easy. old habits die hard and on the isle there's still a feeling that weakness might get you hurt. he wants to make sure that doesn't happen- the best way to do that is to keep the appearance of a lighthearted conversation. show no fear. he ducks a little closer, conspiratorially. " though y'are worth the loss of any limb of mine, " he assures her in a smooth voice.

she stumbles again, grasping at his shirt and his hand jerks out to catch her by the waist, help her keep her balance. he splays his hand against her spine, head tipped down towards her. " i've got you, " he promises, despite the insult she tosses his way. hide the vulnerability. hide the weakness. he's seen it a thousand times in a thousand people. " i'm gonna pick you up now. i'll put ya back down before we get near your ship. " he isn't going to undermine her authority in front of her crew, after all. he leans down, one arm hooking behind her knees as he scoops her into his arms. " at least let me get ya home before ya cut off my limbs. "

JONAS SAID : I'll carry you to bed if I have to.

" if you wanna walk away with both your hands attached , you better keep 'em to yourself , askari . " the threat is empty , and both of them know it ; harriet is exhausted to the point of swaying with ever step she takes , to the point where she's stumbled into @ballagarraidh's side multiple times now . the ache for rest has sunken into her bones , the desire to crawl into a corner and let darkness overtake her mind , to reach some reprieve from the splitting pain that's developed behind her eye socket , a frequent type of headache for her that's reared its ugly head . it had arrived swiftly while she had been crowded at a table at the chip shoppe , naturally at a time where she was truly enjoying herself and the company she was keeping - why would harriet hook ever be permitted to enjoy herself for once ?

she hates how quickly jonas had picked up on how her demeanor had shifted . he notices a lot more about her than she cares to admit , despite how notoriously difficult it is to know what she is thinking most of the time . but it almost draws her closer to him , and prompts her to accept his offer to walk home with her . and this time , when she stumbles into him yet again , boot catching on the uneven cobblestone , she doesn't try to pull away . instead , she regains her footing right there in his orbit , fingers grasping at his shirt and gripping it into a tight fist . her other hand grasps at his forearm , digging into his warm skin with uncertainty , heart having leapt into her throat .

" you're an asshole . " nailed it .

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GET TO KNOW ME: ♡ [14/15] Male Characters: ☆ Isaac Lahey (Teen Wolf)

For half my childhood i was locked in a freezer, So being helpful is kind of a new thing for me

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" he is a good father, " she's cemented it in her mind now, with mention of his own father, with her memory of isaac's basement burned into her brain. she knows her father loves her and that everything he's ever done has been for her. she tilts her head slightly. " i don't- i don't know much about that, but i sincerely doubt that he was right. those kinds of people- they make stuff up to get to you. "

❝ ----- see, that's a good father in my eyes. ❞ he responded simply, his shoulders rising and falling in a small shrug. ❝ mine wasn't good. at all. he was far from. ❞ he added and inhaled deeply. ❝ still is. but he's right about everything he says. ❞

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UMA, daughter of ursula

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i saw only the preview pages of 'The World of Auradon: Royals and Villains' book and i'm already incandescent with rage so, uh, not that.

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Mitchell Hope as Ben in the Descendants franchise (2015-2019)

“Your mother is mistress of evil and I’ve got the poster parents for goodness. But we’re not automatically like them. We get to choose who we’re gonna be.”

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Descendants | costume appreciation: 4/∞

costume design by Julia Caston and Emilio Sosa

China Anne McClain | costume appreciation: 2/∞

Uma in DESCENDANTS: The Rise of Red

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addressing the elephant in the room:

if the queen of hearts was always in wonderland and was never on the isle then why were there businesses on the isle using her name?

well, simply: because someone faked it. a minor villain or henchman arrived on the isle and realised the only way to gain respect was to be a somebody and having realised none of the other villains had seen the queen of hearts in over a decade- they took their chance and began posing as the queen of hearts.

everyone was convinced and until the barrier dropped no-one had any idea that the person who had been posing as the queen of hearts- one of the major players of the isle turf wars and gang violence- wasn't actually the queen. by which point she had already fled and vanished into auradon.

at least, that's going to be my opinion on the subject because disney don't know their own lore.