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SILAS PROPAGANDA!!!!! Vote for Silas/ Rush!!

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Been seeing peeps making they own Loki variants and I had to share mine i made a bit ago (in,,, in my head. Hadn't drawn him til now)

Yume shipped with my girl Phoebe (self insert 😍)

Mostly a big doodle ref for me, possibly more content in the future <3

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I accidentally posted a comment under this saying "lemme lick" lord help me

New Loki skin is doin smth to me man

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New loki skin got me acting up cause why did they make him PACKING

LIKE HOW AM I SUPPOSE TO FOCUS ON MY MATCHES NOW

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Castorice dress study / warm up doodle thingy

Ref!

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Artstyle study on @sp00kymellonn !!

I absolutely adore their style and thought it'd be fun to study it a bot >< Sprry for the tag !!! It isnt super accurate but I love it nonetheless :3

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OH MY LORD PLEASE SIR ONE CHANCE 🙏🙏🙏🙏 URRGGGHHHH BE THE YEE TO MY HAW OR SOMETHING CRINGE LIKE THAT I BEG,,, I AM A SIMPLE WOMAN PLEASE

pure 'nilla

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Piss ass rodney i want him dead

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GRRRRRRREEAAAHHHHHHHH BITE BITE BITE!!!! I MUST TAKE A CHUNK OUT OF HIM IN ALL OF MY LOVE!!!!

Sneak peak featuring pure vanilla

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the shamimi sneezed

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Urgh i lobe hims

Self insert moment WHHHAAATTT

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Eternal sugar my beloved (warm up doodle :3

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He's JUST A LITTLE GUYYYYYYY WAAGAGHHGHHHHHHHHRAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHGGGH

Little PV animation sketch for funsies

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oh my GOD I'M ILL HE MAKES ME SO SICK‼️‼️‼️‼️ The way I need MORE⁉️⁉️⁉️ Eats ur writing while TF 😋

Hey yall, this is my first little writing thing I’m posting on tumblr, so please lemme know if you want to see more of this. I really wanted to write abt PV’s Viridescent Daydream AU costume as an x reader(mainly inspired by the art by @pronouns-d-ace and @the-cookie-dragons(my GOATs), might include viripureshadow(probably with a Sage of Truth shadow milk)later on as like a throuple type thing if I’m feeling it). Might be kinda OOC, but this was the vibe I got for Viri PV from his voicelines. And for context, reader is fae PV’s royal advisor. Enjoy :)

Man is absolutely WHIPPED for you

After being hit by the love potion(which I hc to function more like a truth serum that brings hidden feelings to light, for better or worse), Faerie King PV feels mind turn to mush at the sight of you standing there, your iced brows furrowed with concern as he wavers from the dizzying daze rolling over him.

The first few days are the hardest for you both, with every inch of Pure Vanilla’s dough screaming for your warmth, his lifetimes of ruling and duty giving way to the giddy naïveté of a first love until even your voice is enough to make his silver spun wings quiver.

It isn’t long before he’s needily knocking at the door to your quarters under the cover of night, the growing restlessness spurning him on, looking upon you with shining eyes and a quivering lip, like a cakehound pup left out in the rain. From there, he quickly succumbs to word vomiting all the praises and prose and poetry which he drafted and dismissed in love letters he never let you see, professing all his adoration and affections for you. Yet, the sparkle in your iced eyes seems to falter the longer he speaks, shifting from hopeful happiness to strained guilt and pity. Did he say something wrong? Did you not feel the same? Were his words not enough to impress you?

Finding your king at your doorstep in the ungodly hours of the night was strange enough, but the sudden love confession entirely unlike the quietly reserved Pure Vanilla you knew and the pinkened sheen lining the edges of his frosted irises told you everything you feared; Pure Vanilla was under a love potion - none of this was real. His delirious desperation was born of magic alteration, a measly prank surely concocted by one of the teasing faeries of the court to enchant the king, one your heart mistook for truth. Your king couldn’t possibly feel the same way you did for him, the potion was merely confusing him, twisting his obviously platonic feelings into something perfectly primed to crush your soul.

And the worst part is that you knew it was far from malicious, Pure Vanilla was helpless under the force of such magic. In his current state, he’d be stuck spewing these romantic serenades until his own magic managed to painstakingly unwind the stitched spell over his soul - which for a lesser cookie would take years at least, yet the faerie king’s well of magic accumulated over centuries of life would most likely unravel the enchantment in roughly a month.

A month of this torture, which would usually be regarded as a mere drop in the endless ocean of time the fae cookie’s lifespan afforded, but every second your heartstrings were unintentionally teased by Pure Vanilla’s state only served to make the sting of his true indifference lying just underneath ache that much more.

This was not your king, Pure Vanilla cookie, he was a passing fantasy, a fading apparition, a Viridescent Daydream.

And so, you steel yourself with a deep sigh, forcing a fake smile onto your frosted smile, “Let’s get you back to bed, your majesty.”

And with that, his hopeful smile shifts into a petulant pout((not at all helping with how damn cute he looks like that)), “What’s wrong, my dear? Do you not feel the same?” He questions quickly, his hands coming to clasp one of your own in his.

The sudden touch makes your breath stutter, his warm dough pressed against your own while he looks at you with such sweetness, yet you force yourself to slip your hand out from his hold, “You’re not yourself at the moment, your majesty. You’re clearly displaying symptoms of a love potion’s influence, and don’t truly understand what you are telling me. It would be best for you to rest in your chambers until your mind returns to you.”

And witches, the broken look he gives you after your words cuts straight through your dough, “You don’t believe my words are true? My heart sings for you, truly. You must believe me, my dearest, there is no enchantment that could falsify the love I hold for you..”

You tear your eyes away from Pure Vanilla’s display, finding it much harder to still your racing heart, “…I will find the culprits and have them punished accordingly, your majesty, for now, you must return to your chambers.” You reply, trying to change the subject as you retreat from him, which he was having absolutely none of.

“Wait, please! I will prove it to you! You will have faith in my affections, and I don’t care how long it takes. Even if it is just to dismiss me entirely, you will know that I speak only the truth in my jam.”

“Your majesty-“ you begin to interject, but he’s placing his hand on your shoulder and blinking his big, sad eyes at you in a way you could never resist before when he was right of mind.

“Please…I can’t bear to be without you any longer…let me prove it to you…let me stay.”

And with that, you relent, “…I suppose I should keep an eye on you to ensure no more tricks muddle your mind further.” You sigh begrudgingly, opening the door to your room for him to enter, which he does eagerly.

From there, it’s puppy dog adoration and neediness that you never knew the cookie was even capable of.

He’ll sing your praises from sunrise to sunset, and then only halt his words to nestle next to you in bed and drift off to sleep under the cover of moonlight.

He HAS to be touching you in some capacity, be it a hand on your waist, his head on your shoulder, or his knee pressed against your own, and will immediately resort to pouting once you pull away

His hand will twitch with the urge to chase your warmth, but he hesitates to pull you back by his side; he doesn’t want to frighten off his future queen, does he?

He loves you so, his faithful advisor so diligent in caring for the kingdom, and he’s sure you’ll be an absolute blessing ruling by his side, as his wife.

He dreams of silver flowers decorating your icing and a pretty white dress adorning your dough as he takes you as his treasured bride for all of eternity, yet the daydreams are only the illusions of a cookie whose heart is overcome by the empassioned light of love he always dismissed in favor of his kind contenance. Pure Vanilla cookie was a king first and foremost, and he was anything but selfish enough to fawn over you as openly as he wished.

You had stood by his side for years, so many hardships overcome with your aid, and now he couldn’t help the sown seed of his affection for you to blossom in verbal praises and clingy touches. Magic was the only avenue for his true yearnings to be released, and he will continue to fight to make you see his truth, and how essential you were to it.

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OH MY GOOODDDDD THEY'RE EVERYTHING 😭😭😭😭😭

last wip posting before i finish up shadow milk cookie zzzz

motion: Colorful Palette, anonRipper choreography: Colorful Palette i guess? song: 香椎モイミ様

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The people have spoken... Ignore my accidental vote 😭😭😭😭

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WIP

Now,,, I don't know whetherrrs to be self indulgent and make this a yume ship post because I'm the cringiest woman ALIVE... Or be cringe the other way and say SM x PV because that eats. HELP???????