#famlee

[koolaidashley]

Who wants 2 do a community rise rewatch ME 🤚🏻🤚🏻🤚🏻🤚🏻🤚🏻

[determined-and-dreaming]

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☆⋆ﾟ☾ About Me! ☽ﾟ⋆☆

✿ My name is Frisk!!

✿ My pronouns are they/purr/star!

✿ I'm a fictive!! My source is UNDERTALE!!

✿ I'm VERY friendly!! I'd love to be your friend :]

☆⋆ﾟ☾ Tag Directory! ☽ﾟ⋆☆

♡ status update!! - talk tag!!

♡ gingerposting - my headmate!! we share this blog. This means she reblogged this!!

♡ kitties :3 - cat tag!!

♡ genders ;p - tag for genders!!

♡ me!! - art of me!!

♡ famlee :] - art of my family!!

♡ ghost sibling !! - chara art!!

♡ flowery the flower - art of my stupid brother /aff

♡ goat mum :] - art of my mum!!

♡ dadsgore :]] - art of my dad!!

♡ duncle :3 - sans art!!

♡ cool guy !! - papyrus art!!

♡ favourite robot :] - mettaton art!! More like met a ton of cool friends and he is one of them :]

♡ mew mew!! ฅˆ‧⩊‧ˆฅ - mad mew mew art!!

♡ blooky!! - napstablook art!!

♡ alphys!! - alphys art!!

♡ undyne!! - undyne art!!

♡ azzy :) - asriel art

☆ Friend Tags! ☆

♡ newest home - general fend and famlee tag :)

♡ clover!! - clover art AND friend tag!!

♡ my ibling!! - my ibling chara :]

[cata-strophes]

eepy eepy famlee

[ask-steven-stevenson]

i’M AT THE HOMESTRETCH.

IM IN THE CAR GOIN HOME YOU GUYS CAN KEEP GOIN :]] -Keymod

[[WE HAVE APPROVAL !!! WE CAN CONTINUE !!

Thatz also if William and Caleb mod is also cool with jt… famlee game night

[raggedyanndy]

EDIT: apparently the first spirit breakers wasn't a live show. oops.

[lassieposting]

God though

There are multiple references to "the General" building the Little Palace as a safe haven for Grisha. As in this General, General Kirigan, not a previous persona of Aleksander's from a long time ago.

So the Little Palace must be fairly recent? Within Kirigan's believable lifetime. So it hasn't really been that long since Grisha were living in hiding, or in tiny hidden villages, or whatever. Outside of his time in the army - throughout various lives - this is probably the most people he's ever had living and working and learning around him at one time.

And. If the Little Palace is where all the new baby Grisha are brought to grow up and study, and it's also where he lives and works most of the time, he's going to cross paths with the children a lot.

I love the idea that sometimes he's just. Accosted, by small Grisha. In the hallways or the gardens. Because the Little Palace is safe, and they're too young to remember how it was before, how dangerous it would've been for them. And the Black General is feared and respected and hated in equal measure at court and across the borders, but these children, growing up under his protection, have no fear of him at all, even as a near-stranger. To them anyone in a kefta is part of their family.

And like. This is bizarre beyond belief for him - for all the adult Grisha who grew up before he made a deal with the King - at first. Baghra beat it into him young that he should never trust anyone, not even other Grisha, for desperate men will do terrible things to survive. Always a litany of rules to keep him safe, to stay one step ahead of the otkazatsya. Don't tell them your name. Don't summon where they might see you. Don't wander too far or the Druskelle will snatch you. Don't let anyone touch you, or they'll kill you for your bones. Love no one, boy, it makes you weak.

And now, suddenly, that is over. These children will never know that fear, will never understand what it is to be hunted for existing, with nowhere safe to turn. They will always have a bolt hole to return to, in the Little Palace. And he finds that he doesn't really know how to deal with that - with how much more trusting it makes them.

A procession of small children passes him in the corridor as he's talking to Ivan, and a little girl at the end of the line stops to tug at the sleeve of his jacket. When he looks down, she holds up a tiny flame cupped in her hand like she wants to give it to him to hold. Her front teeth are missing. I can make it by myself now, she announces through a thick lisp. Every instinct he has is screaming at him to close his hand over hers, quash that flame and hiss at her the same reproach he'd always get when he used his abilities somewhere he could be seen, where he could've put them both at risk. He has to remind himself that that was a different world, and a fear this girl will never truly understand. He blinks, and his throat feels dry and scratchy when he manages to choke out, Well...well done. Keep, uh. Practicing. As the child darts away after her classmates, he meets Ivan's eyes, as wary and mistrustful as his own, and can tell he's thinking the same thing.

He loses count, over the decades, of the number of children who shyly sidle up to him to ask him questions. He's used to being the subject of curiosity, at court. He's used to being feared, too. Hated. But these young Grisha, their curiosity is untainted, friendly even. You're General Kirigan, aren't you? Is it true you can summon shadows? What's your horse's name? How many battles have you won? My pa's First Army, an' he says he would'a never come back from Ryevost if you didn't come help 'em, so...thank you. Do you really get to go to the Grand Palace and see the king?

Alina finds a drawing hidden among a stack of papers in the top drawer of Kirigan's desk - a smiling boy surrounded by a sea of happy people in blue and red and purple, and a single figure in black. The words My Famlee have been painstakingly scrawled in a top corner in a very young child's shaky hand. The parchment is yellowed with age and battered around the edges, the colours have faded - this picture is old, certainly old enough that the child who made it must be a child no longer. She's never thought of Aleksander as someone sentimental enough to keep a child's picture; she's far too young to have any idea how it twisted up his insides, a bittersweet kind of grief, to see young Grisha feeling safe and happy and valued as he never had. The precious result of a lifetime of struggle and sacrifice. A reminder of what he'd achieved for his people, made for him by a boy with no idea of the trauma he'd been spared.

Fedyor tells Alina a story over drinks one evening, about the time a misplaced toddler from the creche wandered into the war room, and Kirigan conducted half of a morning briefing while valiantly trying to ignore their attempts to climb onto his lap, before giving in and spending the other half stiff-backed and tense with the little wretch on his knee, happily colouring in a map of Ravka so messily it had made the muscle in Kirigan's jaw twitch. Does him good to get pushed out of his comfort zone once in a while, he tells her. Reminds him he's human.

A kid falls over in the courtyard and starts to cry, and Alina goes over to pick them up and dust them off and give them a hug, because she's done her share of helping out with the younger kids back at the orphanage. She's no stranger to a scuffed knee. Aleksander follows behind her to hover at her shoulder, like he doesn't know what he ought to do, while the child sniffles into their sleeve and Alina tidies their hair. She feels him move behind her, and the child suddenly bleats out a laugh, high and delighted. He's crouched down like she is, his hand outstretched, and a little horse figure made of shadows is gambolling in the air inches above his palm. The child is transfixed, scraped knee forgotten. He glances over at her, eyebrow raised, and she gets the strangest feeling he's looking for her approval, confirmation that he reacted correctly.

You make me a better man, he told her once, as though she was the only person ever to have that effect on him.

She isn't. She sees it, even if he doesn't. The Grisha he's protecting make him a better man, too.

Just. Local scary shadow-summoner army general completely bewildered by friendly kids, more at 11

[duckciferthecg]

me famlee isnt here so i can use my sippys and play thingys!!!

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Yippee! That’s super fun!

[knowledgegoon]

Grand Rising Famlee 🧠❤️✊🏾

[nadbov]

happy famlee 🦇💜🦔

[smallfry372659]

SOUP SALAD BREADSTICKS

wen ur here ur famlee

oleve garden :)

[ask-jake-wilson]

[Key be upon ye!… they’re holding Dead-Blow]

Hey. Hey dad. Guess what I named the possum.

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[[HI! I will simply… bloop key over to the famlee…\silly. Steven is too eep.. he won’t escape.]]

“..oh hell yeah, a possum. What’s the name. I know you said guess. But. Yeah.”

[angels-playspace]

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[fred-the-curator]

I just listened to this little gem and it deserves to be shared with other ears FAMLEE BAILE TIES (AUGUST MAE EDIT) Uploaded by August Mae via SoundCloud https://ift.tt/LNTWXVR Make the community vibrate: a like, a share, or even a comment can transform our cultural mosaic together. 🔊❤️

[ask-steven-stevenson]

-If key and Steven weren't so attached to bubble... bubble would be deceased-

[[THE FAMLEE STAYS TOGETHER 🔥🔥🔥

[skywardstudios]

One of the series coming to http://theatreverse.online is my Kid Fantastic and the famlee of Heroes 6 episode audio novel series .

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