For Sure, Our Baby Deserves All Of Our Support!

Vale being fabulous as usual.

Kai: [shining a flashlight under the bed]

Kai: Vale, are you ready to come out and interact with people yet?

Vale: [demonic screeching]

Kai: Understandable. Have a good day

Me having never broken anything: what the actual hell.

Invisible Library characters as stupid things that I've done

Irene: missed her stop on the train because she was reading not once, not twice but four times on three seperate occasions

Kai: fallen down the stairs of a bookshop because he couldn't see over the top of the pile of books in his hands

Vale: set fire to a science experiment because he was bored

Silver: fallen over laughing and been too drunk to stand up again.

Everiste: missed a train so he burst into tears

Li Ming: went ice skating, fell through the frozen lake and got pnemonia

Ao Shun: got stuck three miles from home in the middle of a thunder storm because he thought he could run faster than a storm

Ao Guang: fallen into the canal because he didn't want to cycle through a patch of mud.

Immediately begins frantic excitement!

*Enters a bookstore*

me to myself: be calm

When Vale is the responsible one, you know you’ve got to worry!

Vale: We're not gonna burn it

Irene: C'mon dude, you never let me burn anything

Alright Legolas.

To any suicidal followers I may have: This is a sign to not kill yourself. You are loved and the world is special because you are in it. Keep holding on.

Reblog this when it’s on your dash. You will save someone’s life.

Damn, this sounds fantastic, I want to nick food from that picnic.

Any FrostStorm date night headcannons instead? 🖤

Walking through huge palace gardens at sunset (I know they live in Marseille but I'm picturing Alnwick and/or Versailles bc I've never been to Marseille)

There are twinkly lights in the trees and hedges and the fountains are lit in different colours

They go and sit in some closed off area, probably under a tree or something, Li Ming with his head in Ao Shun's lap and Ao Shun absent mindedly running his hands through his hair

Not sure if they're picnic people but if they are, they go all out. Cute blanket, little cakes, cookies, drinks, strawberries, the whole lot

Ao Shun feeds Li Ming said cakes, strawberries etc

As usual, Ao Shun fades into the dark (apart from the glowing red eyes) whereas Li Ming's hair is radiant. Cue the celestial pet names

Li Ming draws constellations on Ao Shun's arms in a silver pen

Adorable kisses which may or may not result in Ao Shun accidentally calling a thunderstorm and/or Li Ming freezing the ground around them

Dancing/kissing in the rain

Li Ming takes his hair down and it's all wavy from constantly being in a plait

The night almost certainly ends in them curled up around each other in their dragon forms

This is awesome, they’re a really talented writer- so enjoy!

Suggested by @pictishdolphinbookworm22

"This is your fault." Silver whined. He lay on his back staring up at the ceiling of the cell. He'd start whining about the filth on his suit when he sat up again. Vale leant his forehead on the bars and slowly exhaled. "You just have to poke your nose in, don't you."

"And you have to break the law, don't you?" Vale sighed. "Should I just give up and pretend that you don't exist?" Silver shot up, sitting bolt up right.

"Why on earth would... What have I been laying in?"

"Four years of dust and dirt. I hypothesise that these rooms flood when the river gets too high, like it did after the storm we had two weeks ago. Hence why the floor is still damp and the plaster is damaged. Four years of dust and dirt, mildew and whatever the river dragged in."

"Ugh. You could have stopped with dust." He climbed to his feet and joined Vale at the bars. "What are you looking at?"

Vale turned to him. "A nuisance." Silver blinked slowly, like a cat.

"How rude."

"I apologise if it hurts to hear the truth." Vale replied, looking away from him. "I'm trying to work out how to get us out of here since you're more worried about your clothes." Silver ran his hand over the shoulder of his suit and wrinkled his nose in disdain at the filth that clung to his fingers. He stared at his hand, and then at Vale's shoulder, and then back down to his hand. He smeared the dirt off and onto Vale's sleeve. Vale jumped back.

"What on earth are you doing?"

"My hand was dirty."

"Your face will be dirty if you keep this up." Vale hissed. "Will you shut up so that I can get us out of here? Or do you want to remain in this cell forever?"

"And spend my days with you? Yes please." Vale muttered something under his breath that seemed to rhyme with 'Silver you piece of quit.' not that Vale would often use such profanity when there were people to hear him, but sometimes the situation, or person, called for it. As long as Winters couldn't hear to call him a hypocrite.

"Have you tried the door handle?" Silver suggested, before trying it himself.

"You're a genius." Vale snapped when the handle wouldn't even budge. "What's your next solution? Turning semi corporeal and slipping through the bars?"

"How stupid do you think I am?" Silver asked, before. "Nevermind. Don't answer that." Vale rolled his eyes.

"Now, unless you have any bright ideas, please be quiet."

"Shout for help."

"Pardon?"

"Shout for help. Tell them I'm not breathing or something and the guard will come to investigate and open the door."

"Why would that work?"

"I saw it in a movie."

"A what?" He sighed.

"Get Winters to show you." Silver said. "Do you want to try that then?"

"I suppose that it wouldn't hurt. You'll have to lay on the floor again."

"I'm already dirty, a little more won't kill me. Hopefully." Silver said, he sat down where he had been before, before carefully laying down with his back to the cell bars. Vale took a deep breath.

"Guard! Guard! He's not breathing!" He waited and a guard started to slowly stroll closer. "He's going to die. What have you done to him?" The guard peered through the bars.

"Will you be quieter if he's dead?" The guard asked. Vale glowered at him. "Our instructions were to keep you here. Nothing about keeping you ali-" Vale's hand shot through the bars and grabbed a fistful of his hair, using it to slam the man's head against the metal bars until he went limp and Vale released him to fall to the ground.

"That works too, I suppose." Silver said, getting up, he went to brush the dirt off himself before remembering. Vale rifled through the guards pockets, finding a small flick knife, a pistol and the keys. The cell key was the sixth that he tried.

"Let's get out of here."

Baba, my father, has chronic leukemia. On Wednesday, he received a bone marrow transplant. Today begins his fourth day of chemotherapy. The insurance will not cover the mandatory 100 days he will be staying in the hospital nor the hospital’s hotel room, where he must be looked after 24/7.

Please, please, if you are able, please consider donating & reblogging to help my father.

paypal.me/dareenm venmo: @dareenm cashapp: $cashdrn

(Photos taken before the transplant, one in hospital & the other while holding my father in the hotel room the night before he checked into the hospital for the next 3+ months.)

I’m really, really frightened.

I’ll go goats cheese because it is a superior cheese and all-round fabulousness. Needs some peppers or some basil and tomato to go with though. How about you?

Irern: So what’s for dinner?

Vale: [staring at the food he just burnt] Regret.