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yummyyummie · 3 months
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Some Penelope and Sock drawings, they're just having a chill time
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brownbirdtown · 3 months
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ok so in the process of trying to type the caption i found out that shift-p when not in a text box changes tumblr's theme cool
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ANYWAYS here's Penelope, whomst I had traded for the original design :] She's a Mustelid (if you ask her what type of mustelid she'll give you a different answer each time) who'se an electrician.
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kardds-arts · 1 year
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Penelope!!!!
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daydreamidea · 2 years
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Subculture
It was pastels and skulls, sugar and spice, power puff and power punk. Penelope had an affection for the whole lifestyle, the pink and frills to the needles and medical wear. Her favorite thing? The knee highs in every colour of the rainbow and then some. Her favorite person? Crash, partner in crime and passion, their go to for the mutual love and the capitalist hate. She loved a good opposites attract.
Crash and Penelope hadn’t been together all that long, honestly Britney hated how quickly Pen got accepted into their band, especially with the slough that she put Crash through. Penelope was just that good with singing. Not really, but Crash needed an excuse to bring their girlfriend along with them on tour, and once she showed off the actually useful talent of being a roadie they really had a good reason.
Crash and her would go to the cutest places she could find in whatever city they were stopped in. sometimes a bakery, others an attraction or marry-go-round, but they always made front page Instagram couple status. Penelope would get a thousand pictures wherever they went, she was weak for the pink drink beside her almost goth partner, and most of them were saved for herself.
Crash was a bit of a poet, and hated being called an emo or hipster, even though some combination of traits was exactly her style. Penelope love all of it, their dynamic style and, even when being so negative would come so easily, Crash always knew how to be a realist, not cynical.
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mynqzo · 1 year
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🌿the muses🌿
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sphynxskullz · 10 months
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my problem children <3 i love my ocs man
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minthara · 5 months
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"I will never tire of sitting on dead men's thrones." & Penelope will never tire of sitting on Minthara's lap <3
thank you to @imperial-agent for bringing my war criminal babies to life <3
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romans-art · 3 months
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more art of Penelope "Penny" Blackwell, my chronurgy wizard in a Curse of Strahd campaign along with her familiar, a crawling claw that she calls "Uncle" because it's her uncle's decapitated hand
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masculinemiracles · 4 months
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Chaggie baby!!
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Lil angel baby <333 That's definitely Emily's goddaughter fr
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stitchedspider · 6 months
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Spidersona ref redo yippeeeee
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yummyyummie · 11 months
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don't suppose you could elaborate on penelope's backstory/generally talk about her? shes so cute i love her >///<
The quote wizard she got her curse from is this guy, originally just Raccoon Wizard he gave himself a more professional sounding name to be taken seriously. Even if Penelope and Tuff don't converse on the regular anymore they consider each other friends after Penelope approached him concerning her request.
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Penelope appreciates his laxness in terms of what constitutes as worthy things of using magic for. And what really counts as a curse or not. He was given the opportunity to test if the curse was successful, and Penelope got a little too distracted with being happy that it did work.
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xykcta · 3 months
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🦢
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kardds-arts · 2 years
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colored pencils my beloved
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i-love-rice · 15 days
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GO AND GET TO WORK
y’all better GET TO WORK and write them Eloise bridgerton x reader fanfics because the lack of them is INSANE
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rebelliousstories · 20 days
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Did You Know?
Relationship: Spencer Reid x Reader
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Request: No
Warnings: Angst, Light Fluff, Allusions to Pregnancy
Word Count: 1,083
Main Masterlist: Here
Criminal Minds Masterlist: Here
Part Two: I Know Now// Part Three: Somebody Knows// Part Four: What We Know
Summary: Spencer is sent to prison and is waiting on his team to get him out. Meanwhile, his partner is there for morale support.
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“It is good to love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much preforms much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is well done.” Vincent Van Gogh
Never in a million years did she think she would be in this position. Getting a call from Emily in the middle of the night was not what she expected. But to be told that her husband is currently in federal custody and awaiting trial, that was another. But she took it as it came. There was nothing she could do for her husband except just to be there for him. She would never be able to get the image of him in handcuffs in the BAU out of her head, but she was glad she was able to hug him.
“Spence. Oh my Spence.” She hugged him over the handcuffs that were hidden with the jacket. His fingertips were just barely able to grasp on to her shirt to pull her as close as physically possible.
“Hey honey. I’m sorry you have to see me like this. How’s my mom?” He whispered into her ear. Spencer was thankful that everyone decided to keep a healthy distance as the husband and wife reunited.
“She’s good. Wondering when you’re coming home, but I am helping Cassie take care of her. I don’t care about seeing you handcuffed, sweetheart. I’m just glad I can see you and hold you.” Her reply made Spencer want to cry. He knew it was not fair to her to have to deal with this whole situation. Stepping back, she pressed a sweet kiss to his lips and tried to convey all of the lover she felt into that kiss. Pulling away completely, she watched as he accepted embraces from his teammates.
If only they knew at the time, how much of a roller coaster this was going to be. She sat on the prison bus waiting to be taken to the facility. Being able to see her husband was wonderful, except for the fact that she would be sitting across from him in a cubicle, with a sheet of glass separating them. The bus ride was bumpy, but thankfully it was over quick. Stepping off, her hair was swept away in the windy weather outside.
Walking inside the correctional facility, her eyes kept scanning the room, looking for any threats. A side effect from working for the FBI all those years ago. Now, it only served as a reminder of where she had once been, and of how her husband became that title. She walked up to the reception desk and placed her id down.
“Inmate name?” The officer asked. Her voice was devoid of any emotion.
“Spencer Reid. I’m his wife.” She supplied her name, and waited as the officer scanned a list and then her ID again.
“You’re not on the list. Next!” The officer yelled, pushing the woman off to the side. She stood there dumbfounded as she was handed back her ID, but knew better than to fight with the officer. Her body, especially her heart felt numb as she walked outside and waited for the bus to take her back to the car lot. Why was she denied access to see her husband? JJ was able to see him; so why was she not?
After the numbness wore off, rage fueled her. It kept her going all the way to the FBI headquarters where she signed in for a visitor’s pass silently. Marching her way into the BAU’s office on the sixth floor, she noticed how everyone was still there thankfully. She made her way over to JJ, who was surrounded by Tara, Matt, and Stephen.
“Hey,” JJ greeted, ”how are you doing?”
“Don’t give me that.” She snapped, leaving the agents in a state of shock. Never had she ever snapped, not even raised her voice.
“Whoa, what is going on?” The blonde woman asked, holding her hands up in surrender.
“Did you know?” Mrs. Reid growled, with her patience wearing thin.
“Did I know what? You’re not making any sense.” JJ tried to reason and de escalate the situation, but Emily and David were already out of their offices and looking out at the bullpen.
“Did you know when you went to visit Spence that he had put me on the ‘no visit’ list?” There it was. The million dollar question. JJ remained silent for a minute, but her face did the talking before her words caught up.
“Listen, you have to understand his reasons.” She tried to reach for the woman, but she slipped out of the way.
“You knew? And you didn’t tell me? I just got back from there, hoping to see my husband and check in on him. Only to be turned away at the gate. And you never told me?” Now, she was yelling. It was scary to see the former profiler turned professor yell. She spoke sternly sometimes sure, but she never raised her voice in anger.
“He wants to protect you from the inside. Spence asked us not to tell.” A slip of the tongue and now her fury was leveled to everyone.
“You all knew?” Prentiss and Rossi made their way down the stairs by this point.
“Yes, we did.” The dark haired agent said, walking along with her right hand man.
“Spencer doesn’t want you to see him like that so he asked if we would not tell you that he had put you on that list.” Emily placed her hand on the woman, and it was like her strings were cut. Rage left and was followed by intense depression. Sobs wracked her body as she crumpled to the floor. Emily tried to grab her, but Luke was the one that actually got his arms around her.
There was nothing left for her now. Everything came crashing down around her; her world was shattered. She thought about every interaction that she had ever had with Spencer. There were probably some that she was missing, but she was not blessed with his memory skills. But every major moment came to her at that time. The first time they met, their first date, when he introduced her to his mom, their proposal and wedding. Rubbing her stomach, she wondered when she would wake from this nightmare and be safe in her husband’s arms once again.
Zsa Zsa Gabor said, “To be loved is a strength. To love is a weakness.”
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mynqzo · 5 months
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saving grace
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