#event09

The theme for our ninth event is ㅡ TROPES!

This month we are focusing on tropes in dramas. You can include as many tropes in the edit you want, be it one or more.

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USERDRAMAS EVENT 09: ICON

For our next event, we encourage our members to make any type of visual content (gifs, edits, fmvs, fanart, etc.) of Asian media inspired by the term ICON. You can interpret this in any way: for instance, incorporating famous cameos, or creating content about shows/dramas that brought different actors/writers/directors to fame, an iconic artist, an iconic piece of work from an artist, an iconic moment/trait etc. This event will run from August 1 to August 28.

hoii everyone! welcome to paletmblr’s ninth event. this month's event theme is friendship. your creations can be based on friendships you admire from film, tv, anime, lit, music etc. the only requirement is your creations should be pale/pastel and should not be whitewashed!! hope you participate!

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⁍ tag your creations with #paletmblr09 !!

last time we had some issues with tagging and mentioning, so please make sure you mention us as well as tag us in your creations so we don’t miss them :)

if you have any questions for the event, feel free to send us an ask! we are excited to see all your lovely creations!

The charm had been lifted and Marius was no longer petrified. He wasn’t exactly sure how long that had been the case. The most he knew of where Scorpius had taken him was based on a view of the sky, some trees, and some high ceilings with dim lighting. Marius was aware, just from the architecture and the time required for Scorpius to put him in his final place, that he was in a castle.

He fell asleep at some point, perhaps exhausted from fighting Scorpius earlier in addition to trying to break out of the charm that locked his limbs in place. Most of his days – if he could call it days – was in a cycle of sleeping and waking and devouring whatever disgusting food they decided go leave him. That was his only sign that anyone was actually aware that he was here.

Marius couldn’t help but hope that one of his siblings would get him eventually but miracles like that don’t happen so easily; he should have known that by now, and perhaps thought long and hard about trying to burn his brother alive.

Maybe he was poetic, but the florist had been nice enough to give him the tamales (and several pairs of warm pants) free of charge with the mention of how his Quidditch Bro would hopefully appreciate a small gathering. After all, he had met Quidditch Bro during a celebration, and Danny was more than happy to figure out a way to keep the party going. He didn’t exactly have much time either; most of his day was spent trying to find marigolds and at least an hour was spent trying to charm the Mad Queen into being less angry with him; if he had more time or more tolerance to the cold, he would have just left to go find these flowers someplace else.

It was too bad that the Mad Queen didn’t have the Don Julio, but he was sure that Quidditch Bro had to have something in that giant apartment of his. Danny banged on the door, unsure if Quidditch Bro would actually be in there. The last Danny had seen of him was actually after the party, rather than during, but what was more surprising was the reason why: Know-It-All was finally getting laid.

He put the thought out of his mind though he had prayed that he would be a lot less irritating after the fact, as he kept knocking on the door. “Broooooooooo – you in there?”

He couldn’t take the day off, but he definitely assigned less taxing assignments. Everyone was too sick to pay attention anyway, and it was less grading for him to do later. The Ministry’s paperwork hasn’t let up and everything that needed his signature remained on his desk.

The faster he walked through the halls, the better he felt – or the better he could convince himself that he was better. Maybe it was because she was a midget, but Julian didn’t see her until he accidentally elbowed her on his way back to his quarters. She had a knack of being unseen; she had tripped him the last time they had seen each other. “Oh – it’s you – did you –”

Julian paused to excuse himself, leaning against the wall while he had his coughing fit.

It was probably the most comforting thing that Danny had said to Dom, and he wasn’t even sure if she was awake enough to hear it. Not that it mattered though; she was going to take things too seriously anyway. Danny had enough life debts to pay and/or avoid. He rummaged the kitchen, finding a trash can she could throw up in, though he doubted that she would: he had a feeling that most of her puke had already been… well… puked… all over her dress.

White stained so damn easily.

He leaned back into another chair and pulled off his coconut bra as he stretched his arms. Damn, he could use a nap. That party was insane, but not insane enough that Danny had to go looking for his wallet one more time. If he had lost his wallet then, that one girl – Potions girl – would probably keep it from him because he had told her that his name wasn’t actually Daniel Molina.

Danny didn’t doze off for very long when he heard something moving. He leaned to the side of his chair, peering into the hallway that led to the two bedrooms. If Dom was here, then the only other reasonable explanation was that Know-It-All had come back from the party before he had.

“Hello?”