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[bixels]

The Piedra sisters.

Born and raised in a small mining town in New Mexico. Calida and María Molina have stayed behind to support their parents while Rosita and Madelina have gone off to pursue their dreams. Madelina recently obtained her Ph.D. in geology from Las Cruces College. Rosita works as a baking apprentice and entertainer in Ponyville, Nebraska. Madelina is the eldest, Calida the middle child, and Rosita and María Molina (non-identical) twins.

[screamacrossthestars]

bee gets really good at keeping screams self destructive tendencies at bay.

(tryna get back to drawin slowly i cannot wait any longer)

[ruvigapo]

"Hello"

"Hi"

Ko-fi

[cosmos-kitty]

A scattered dream that's like a far-off memory, a far-off memory that's like a scattered dream. I want to line the pieces up…yours and mine. ⭐

[froggieetmblr]

Quick one to celebrate the final season:“)

[kukopelli]

Mermayy in the @daycarefriendpickup magma , fanart for my latest obsession "there are many benefits (to rethinking this career path) on ao3 by @moonliched !! Go read it's so juicyy

[ill-cypher]

have an itty-bitty harrowhark

[mintaikkcorpse]

The Vees but what is even happening

[timethehobo]

Quick scribbly again. Casual wear Emmy? Yes.

[somegrumpynerd]

I love your post truce au Dream being a little shit/pos to Nightmare, Nightmare got to be the Evil brother for 500 years, it is now Dream's turn

Thank you!! I'm glad you like it ^^

And yes exactly!! Nightmare's been hogging the little shit status, Dream is kicking in the door to his castle like ''mom said it's my turn to be the bane of your existence'' and he's gonna have so much fun

[somepinkthing]

I like the idea that maglor is actually rather quiet when not performing, introverted by nature, and a bit of an airhead with anything that isn't his own specific interests (wherein he is unreasonably intense). This is juxtaposed on both sides by his older and younger brother—maedhros and celegorm both being extremely extroverted, ambitious, and as intense as you can possibly imagine all the time. Sandwiched between two people who constantly burn with passion and emotion, I like to imagine maglor adopted a more lowkey personality.

I imagine him to be generally well liked, moderate in his moods, compartmentalizes well, realistic in his expectations, does his tasks well whatever his opinions on them are—the kind of guy who can accurately assess what he's given and work with it instead of pushing for more. Careful, realistic, and steady. Still water to combat the blazing flame the rest of his family embodies. He is his mother's son in that sense—gentler by nature but fiercely pragmatic

To his detriment, these qualities also make him the kind of guy who generally follows the path of least resistance. He's got two geniuses for parents and the OG Oldest Daughter™ as an elder brother. He also loves his family wholeheartedly. He figures there's not really any reason for him to question his place following them, it just always made sense. He's a minstrel, he has no business making world changing decisions. Leave those to people more suited for it than he.

In a show of character growth however, towards the end of the story, we often see maglor showing more agency independent of others and displaying an ability to hold out hope despite the evidence.

[23fallencomets]

love me gently (or not at all) pt v

nico rosberg vs logan sargeant explained, this makes is sound worse than it is but it’s not, promise. Sort of a filler chapter with a smaller insight of the Power-Dixon pack and Seb’s here! also we’re ignoring the fact that i said these chapters will be short, this one is 1k words

Nico has always been a complicated person, always doing things first before thinking of the consequences. Him claiming Lando back when the Brit was younger had been instinct, their souls long having been intertwined by higher powers. When he and Jenson finally mated, his partner had claimed Lando as his without a second thought.

And then Logan, with his wide blue eyes and nervous demeanor, always half-hiding behind the nearest person had entered the picture. Nico hadn’t been there when Jenson claimed the American, having been off solidifying pack ties with another pack.

Something in him broke when he came back and the young omega had been curled up against Jenson, fast asleep and for the first time since Nico had seen him, his scent smelled clean, devoid of the sour undertones of stress and nerves.

It rankled Nico; the American was nothing extraordinary, at least not until Jenson left for his own duties. The pups, the ones under eighteen, had taken to Logan like ducks to water, trailing after him in either form. Kimi liked being carried and Logan had no issue hauling him up, Ollie always insisted being on his right while Franco took his left with the others following.

Logan never lost his patience with them, stopping arguments and scuffles with a single glance. Nico didn’t understand what it was, feeling his instinct go haywire whenever Logan trailed after him almost instinctively. Even he looked a little confused, stopping in his tracks and turning away before eventually finding his way back just a few steps behind Nico.

Seb, at the end, in Lewis’s office hours after Logan left tells him it was his own jealousy fighting with his instincts.

“He doesn’t have a Dame,” Seb explains, still standing by Lewis’s desk. Their pack alpha is looking at Seb with wide eyes, clearly no longer paying attention now that his mate was here. It makes Nico glance at Jenson; his alpha looks distraught, legs shaking with his scent muted, tucked away where Nico can’t reach.

“Imagine this, his original pack, the Will-Dixon pack, love and cherish him, but none of them were his in the same way you and Jenson are Lando’s,” Seb says, “He comes here and within days, Jenson claims him, do you know what happens next? He starts seeing you as his Dame wether officially or not.”

“Logan went twenty years without being claimed, do you know how he must of felt at the possibility of having two pack parents, at the feeling of being wanted?” Sebastian stresses, “If we ignore the logistics of his own parents, you would fit the bill of a Dame, at least for him. Logan wanting you there for his heat is his omega seeking yours out for comfort and you denied him and yourself that right.”

Nico shifts uncomfortably, feeling Jenson’s gaze snap towards him, “Nico, I’m not asking you to accept Logan immediately, but put some thought into it and talk to Lando, from what the others are telling me, it’s not just you pushing Logan aside.” Seb turns to Jenson, “Until this gets resolved, I’ll be delegating your assignments, both of yours actually, to the older pack members.”

He turns to Lewis, glaring at him, “And why would you let Logan walk out? He’s still ours.” Lewis opens his mouth to defend himself but thinks better of it, his mouth clicking shut with a clack, “Now I have to get in contact with either Will or Scott and fix this mess.” Seb shook his head, waving Jenson and Nico out while kicking Lewis out of his chair.

☆☆☆

Oscar leaves when the sun dips behind the mountains, a water color painting of blues, pinks, and purples smattering across the sky. He had been invited in for dinner and was able to meet everyone all over again. Pato and Rossi hovered over Logan in the same way Esteban and Lance tend to do, the partners keeping an eagle eye on Oscar. David was more agreeable, launching into a conversation about whatever as Nolan, the newly-presented Alpha leans heavily into him.

The heads of the pack, Will and Scott watch them with a fondness that makes Oscar squirm a little, the clear love and devotion for their pack obvious. It’s not that Lewis or Seb didn’t look at them like that, but everything was more muted back at home. Here, everyone is everywhere, sprawled around each other in the living room nest—there are various nests throughout the house—or in the kitchen, or outside running around.

It makes something in Oscar’s chest ache, the clear divide in his own pack now crystal clear. Logan usually stuck to the edges, further away from the rest of them no matter how much Oscar tried to pull him in. Lance had been the one to crawl over Fernando and curl around Logan, then Esteban and Yuki followed while some scents soured. Oscar had slipped out from in between Charles and Lando and laid in between Logan’s legs, his omega the omega giggling.

“Thank you.” Logan whispers to him as Oscar gets ready to leave. His duffle bag is filled with some things Logan had scented to take back to the pack. It feels odd, getting into the car knowing Logan will be staying here and not in the passenger seat.

Oscar looks over his shoulder where Rossi had been switched out by a guy who called himself StingRay Rob—which okay?—and David had taken Pato’s spot, arms crossed against his chest.

“You sure you don’t want to come back?” Oscar asks even though it’s useless because he had helped arrange Logan’s new room with a heavy heart, sticking the photos on the wall and helping him build a new nest. Something crosses Logan’s face, uncertainty and reluctance.

Logan sinks into a hug, his scent soft and soothing, “After my heat we can talk about it.” It sounds like a promise and Oscar takes it with both hands, greedy with the idea of Logan coming back home to him them.

Now, on the drive back home, he wonders about his own pack, a knot in his stomach as the road stretches out in front of him.

☆☆☆

Seb sits at the desk, Lewis sitting on the side as he dials Will Power’s number, glaring at his mate as the phone rings.

“I can’t believe you, Lewis Hamilton, I really can’t.” Seb mutters, shaking his head, “I leave for two days and we’re down two pack members.”

The call connects, a familiar Australian accent greeting him, “Never thought I would see the day Sebastian Vettel would be calling little old me.”

Seb rolls his eyes, “Well you’re certainly right about the old part,” Will snorts as Seb continues, “I hear you have my pup.”

“He was mine first, Vettel.” Will reminds, “He still has our insignia.” Sebastian’s eyes snap to Lewis, a guilty look on his face. Of course the one thing Lewis had to do to all of them, Logan doesn’t have.

“Jenson claimed him.”

“And Nico rejected him.” Will shoots back, “Our boy told us all about it, but your other boy, Oscar just left after dropping some things off for Lo’s heat, he’s a good kid, strong alpha and clearly cares for his mate.”

Seb had forgotten about that, “When can we see him?” He has to relent, at least for now and until he gets all the information necessary to fix this mess. He shoots Lewis an unforgiving glare.

“After his heat in a week, maybe two while he gets settled,” There’s a beat, “At least more than he already is, made a nest and everything already, and my boys aren’t going to let him go so easily.”

Seb snarls, “He’s not staying.”

Will chuckles, “Well, Vettel, that’s completely up to him; he’ll always have a home with us, but you guys? That’s a whole different story.”

The line goes dead.

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Lapfox. And asspancakes I guess

[marshbarks]

the real shame with how users have stopped reblogging- in favor of holding everything in their likes instead- is that it means archival on tumblr is going to take a massive hit.

we constantly see popular posts from 8+ years ago recirculating because someone reblogged it back when it was new. so users in the current age were able to find it even after everyone involved in the post's creation has deactivated. or- lately, OPs have been getting... frustrated? at their popular posts, and will change the original post to a meme, turn off reblogs after a threshold, or just delete it. so everyone who liked the original post and not a reblog will have lost that post. users in fandom also tend to leave their fandoms and, depending on what they were into, purge their entire account of that work.

if more and more people don't start reblogging again, archival efforts on tumblr are going to get worse in the following years. i've already been watching them get worse.

please reblog posts. do not use your account as a place to store likes.

[tommarvoloriddlesdiary]

Tom, unbuttoning shirt: Merlin, it’s hot in here, is it not?

Harry: Yeah… but, uh, why are you unbuttoning my shirt?