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#The Muddle
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Vladimir Konashevich (Russian,1888-1963):: illustration for “The Muddle” written by Kornei Chukovsky, 1923
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“You know," Daddy said, "it's some that can live their whole life out without asking about it and it's others has to know why it is, and this boy is one of the latters. He's going to be into everything!” ― Flannery O'Connor
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absentlyabbie · 2 months
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taking my life into my hands to resurrect this godawful hellpoll and let it run for a week this time
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valkaryah · 1 month
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To be completely honest I still prefer the original manga Farcille reunion over the anime scene. I think Trigger did a good job adapting this page, but no one draws Marcille bawling her eyes out as well as Ryoko Kui, it just gets to me. Just look at her face... She missed Falin so much! She almost looks like a child crying..
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naturecalls111 · 9 months
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lilybug-02 · 5 months
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Bribed with Chocolate. The way it should be.
Part 22 || First || Previous || Next
--Full Series--
More to come as this is a two-parter. But you know how I am with schedules.
Bonus:
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I think this was an equally possible reaction from Chara.
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paper-lilypie · 7 months
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okay.
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kidspawn · 4 months
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something about jason being a friend to nico for no other reason than wanting to help him, to befriend him, to protect him. no ulterior motive or malicious intent, just a desire to help out a troubled kid. trusted nico for his character and resilience, not because he needed anything from him. jason sticking up for nico even amongst the other quest members. jason seeing past the stigma of hades and death and the underworld and seeing a kid who needed someone in his corner.
something about nico becoming a friend to jason because of who jason is as a person. not because of who his parents are, or his heroic feats, but because jason was privy to a traumatic event, knew nico's best-kept secret and chose to stick by his side. nico trusting jason to keep his secrets to himself until he was ready for everyone to know, and jason sticking to it with no hesitation. nico seeing who jason was and being his friend because he saw jason's character and compassion.
something about jason and nico being each others first genuine friends. jason and nico chose to befriend one another when no narrative or underlying intentions pushed them together. nico could have hated jason, but he didn't. jason could have been terrified of nico, but he wasn't. they just... chose to stick by each other. jason, whose entire support structure was decided by juno and the prophecy. nico, who had never really had someone choose to stick by his side before.
nico losing his first genuine friend and being so distraught and gut-wrenched, he can't share this grief with anyone else. nico feeling, once again, abandoned by the first person who chose him.
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monacodarling · 4 months
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Cant stop thinking about how paradoxical Charles and Max are I mean the narrative is there right but
Max growing up in a harsh condition—almost to the breaking point. Wanting nothing but to be the best. Conditioned to be alone. Used to being lonely.
Charles growing up in a loving family. Support from the family, having friends, growing up with different people hes still friends with today.
Max growing up under public scrutiny. Nothing like a famous father whose expectations you have to live up to. You can say he was born to race. That was his sole purpose.
Charles growing up wanting to be the best. The adoration and belief and faith from his family.
Max finally drawing boundaries with his own father. Christian and other people stepping in. Years of understanding. Finally in F1 in Red Bull.
Charles and his grief. One loss after the other. Finally in Ferrari, although a bit too late.
Max and his teammates—Carlos, and Daniel, and Pierre, and Alex, and Sergio. Some people he really start to let in, and be genuine friends. People like Lando start to come in. His demeanor slowly changes as people get to know him who he is and his love for animals.
Charles and his teammates—Seb and Carlos. Seb as someone who’s gotten to know what it’s like living with grief. Grief being a part of you. How much promises and faith weigh you down. Charles is very accessible. Kind and open to people. But he holds most at a distance. Like this is only where you get to only know me. This as far as you can go.
Max, doesn’t care what the public thinks, used to him being painted the villain, as someone who is angry and mad and raw all the time. But proves you can be as hungry and greedy as you can be, and only have a few people at your back. He’s fine with it. He’s used to be alone, he’s genuinely grateful of the people who’s been with him through thick and thin over the years. At the end of the day, he does things for himself. Because if being the best is his purpose in life, to make people happy, then that’s what he’s going to be. And if he’s tired of being the best, he can go because he knows there are people no matter who he is, they’ll be there.
Charles slowly suffering with the burden of the tifosi’s faith, his promise to Jules, his dad, to Anthoine. Charles wanting to be hungry and greedy but can’t stand of losing someone, of people abandoning him. Like I feel the more reckless and desperate he gets, it’s because he’s pushed by his own want. Sometimes what he needs to do and who he needs to be versus who he really is messes up his own vision of what he wants. He needs to be the best because it is a debt to be paid. And as long as it goes unpaid, he ignores the blood, he ignores the pain, he ignores the gnawing loss and sadness because he deserves it. He’s not winning, and he keeps on losing, and he is afraid if he’s unable to win, people will leave him. It’s either he leaves first, or he makes people leave, or in the end, he’s sure that people will leave him. He doesn’t know how to be alone.
Max with the faith in himself.
Charles’s faith of others towards him. Never from himself.
And I think that’s beautiful.
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ghouljams · 4 months
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*punches a hole through a table*
The things I would do to be coddled and taken care of by Price
Oh the things I would do...
He wouldn't even ask for anything in return. "Just doing my job sweetheart" he tells you when you mumble out a quiet thanks. As if he doesn't lay behind you while you sleep and positively purr with how well he's taking care of you. Price strikes me as a man who has to make sure his proverbial pack is well taken care of, whether that's you or the 141 doesn't matter. He positively preens when you tell him he's good at this, at taking care of you. Not that he would ever let you know that, but the 141 sees it when they drop off extra medicine.
"You're really, uh, goin' the extra mile, huh?" Soap asks passing off the pharmacy bag.
"Hm," Price grunts, "hadn't noticed." And it's not like Soap can say anything else the way Price glares at him as soon as he opens his mouth to tease his captain. It doesn't matter if other people think he's over protective or fretting over you too much, all that matters is Price taking care of you and doing it well. Although seeing your fever hazy eyes smiling up at him is almost a reward, you're so cute when you're reliant on him.
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ronpatrash · 1 year
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when you're bi and your friends are hot
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chilschuck · 18 days
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aaaa you can take this as a ramble or a request, but i'd really just like to share my thoughts on an s/o that's constantly pulling chilchuk out of danger whenever a fight starts. imagine them getting so used to doing that that when he turns into a tall-man they do it out of instinct,,,, i imagine they'd both care a little more for marcille since she wouldn't be used to it!
`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ OH MY GODDDDD this is so cute….. this sparks so much in my brain. i wrote a few lil blurbs abt it bc i love it so much!! your mind…..
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— CHILCHUCK: with a reader who pulls him out of danger.
꒰ rating: ꒱ sfw + gn!reader. ft. a lil marcille blurb!
✦ honestly just a fluffy mini headcanon post! if you want this as a drabble i would LOVE to do it too if you enjoy these!!!
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✦ Chilchuck was used to your protection, and you were used to scooping him up when you felt he needed it. You knew he didn’t like being in the fighting scene and would usually make himself scarce, so by instinct you found yourself grabbing him and taking him to cover.
✦ This was something he appreciated, but it did throw him for a loop when you first did it. You can imagine his surprise when, as he turned to make a run for it, your arms were waiting to embrace him. Of course you didn’t notice, but his ears did turn a little pink at that.
✦ When he turned into a tall-man, things became a little more interesting. Your reach for him only resulted in both of you becoming surprised this time, his back meeting your chest and nearly knocking the air out of you. It was strange to look up this time to see his bewildered gaze, trying to ignore how it felt when your arms wrapped around his chest. Too bad you instantly let go…
✦ With Marcille, you both made sure to look out for her. Instead of Chilchuck, you found yourself instead scooping her up to keep her safe. Both of you made sure she didn’t get herself into trouble, and the extra attention definitely flustered her.
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— dividers by @/cafekitsune!
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ezzakennebba · 1 month
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I'm soso sorry but may I request winter depression Bella
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shortcakelils · 2 months
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Charlie Morningstar Redesign !!
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high-voltage-rat · 1 year
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something I do appreciate about red vs blue is its particular brand of “came back wrong”. you were brought back, but you’re just a memory of the person you’re supposed to be. you’re just the expectations of them. you’re just the pieces everyone else saw and remembered. you’re tough like the original, but you’ll always fail no matter how tough you are, because the original failed, too. you’ve got a personality like the original, but it’s not quite right because you didn’t actually live the life they did. there’s this person you love- who you would kill or suffer or die for- but you don’t know why, you just know you’re supposed to be together because that’s what you were made for.
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haven't scribbled any Lights Out in a hot second!! take these two scribbles - i wanted to mess around with Wally's hair & try to make a rudimentary ref for him in the au's late stages
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