#Visitor to Study

[lucky-draws]

a few of the latest pages from my sketchbook .... 🌿

[fortunaestalta]

[faceglitchsworld]

Only four chapters left for this book and I'm not ready for the ending

[akosuaexe]

Meet Leo Thomas based on his aesthetic

🎧 - Do I wanna know - Artic Monkeys

[alonggoodbye]

@tensleepshrike continued from here

He leans down to meet her eyes. His face is still, betraying the anger that continues to smolder inside of him. It takes everything inside of him to react the way he does even though she has made a very dangerous mistake in front of very dangerous beings. Cillian's foot comes down on the silver 'fruit' and it gives way with a sickening squelch. He pulls back his shoe to show her what she's nearly consumed. Worms wriggle pathetically between them. He says nothing to her.

To scold her now like a child in front of his opposing court would mark him as weak, incapable of demanding authority; he should have made sure to review the rules before they entered. She wouldn't have been so ignorant of fae custom if Cillian had been able to bring Millie and Eddie to the Otherworld more often as children. Maybe things wouldn't be this way if he had kept them here.

"How amusing..." A tiny— w i c k e d— giggle chimes like a crystal bell within the crowd beyond the other side of the table Millie has pilfered. "Never did I dare to imagine Lord Artaíth with a human pet!"

The crowd erupts in amused murmurs as Dullahan straightens himself. His glare focuses into the small sea of faces both grotesque and beautiful. Cillian lifts up a single hand and directs Millie to get close to him immediately.

'But you dare call attention to it?' His disembodied voice is sharp, even, and near baritone. A hostile smirk begins to form across his pale face, 'You do me this embarrassment while still referring to me by my title? Tsk. What manners.'

The remark quiets the talk beginning to ripple through out the great hall. Once satisfied with the lack of response he continues toward the grand doors at the end of the rows of food.

'Come, Millie,' the voice he slips into her mind is soft. 'No more distractions.'

[dustofthedailylife]

you and your f/o(s) finally have time to relax and decides to take some extra days off this festive season! where are you going and what will you be doing? 🌴

no pressure in answering, and please take your time! <3

Hi Rin!! <3 I'm finally getting to this ask, sorry for taking so long because I absolutely knew I wanted to answer this when you sent it! 😭💕

Alhaitham and I would just spend the holidays at home. Just him and I (and maybe Kaveh, he's allowed because he is babygirl). We would spend the time before the holidays just decorating the house and baking cookies. Reading, watching our favorite shows, cooking some good food, or ordering takeout. Just... generally treating ourselves to some downtime. (the baking and decorating are mostly initiated and done by me... this man would not decorate on his own nu-uh but Kaveh and I would be all over it).

I tend to get really sad/depressed on Christmas Day for personal reasons so he would just be there for me and spoil me to get my mind off the sad things. Even though it will take some effort to do that but he will go the extra mile because it's me 🥺

Especially with Kaveh also there, there will be enough bickering and life in the house that I will have no time to even waste a thought on being sad.

I think I'd like to invite Cyno, Tighnari and Collei over for a Christmas Dinner as well. We could play card games and all sorts of fun stuff together until late at night. They all leave in high spirits and me and Haitham just tiredly fall into the bed after and cuddle until we both fall asleep. 🥺💕

Not me crying because I wish this was my actual Christmas, brb

Wriothesley and I would probably do the same in prep for Christmas. Baking, decorating, spending time together. We would go to the Christmas market, drink some mulled wine and he'd have to borderline carry me home after because I get tipsy from the stuff so fast but always insist on drinking some every year lmao.

On the day of Christmas we'd just spend the time together preparing some fancy dinner just for the two of us while listening to music and dancing in the kitchen (it's a whole concert). We're not stressing over anything and just go with the flow since we both didn't really celebrated Christmas as a child we just live our best life now and turn the holiday into what we would like it to be. We just chat the evening away over dinner and then watch a movie together on the couch while cuddling up to each other. I will eventually fall asleep because I know myself and he carries me into our shared bed and tucks us in 🥺💕

[wvrlock]

// speaking of tatu one day I'll transcribe some of the lore on alijae elves that my dm sent me because it's soooo good. "the other elves are stuck-ups who aren't willing to do what needs to be done, but WE are ready to throw our traditions off the window, reveal our ancient secrets and pact with demons if that's what it takes to preserve our homeland. also we built our entire new culture around writing down information and sharing stories in case we went extinct for choosing to fight instead of being cowards 😘"

[fortunaestalta]

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[redfurrycat]

@nixie-deangel

Nix.... Is this young Jakey Mrs. Bradshaw's unofficial handyman....

GLEN POWELL Red Wing (2013)

[genjitsutouhi-shoujo]

Oh shit wait I need another human post uhhhhh

[akosuaexe]

Meet Luna Kyomi based on her aesthetic

🎧 - Limbo - Keshi

[alonggoodbye]

  “Merc? Do you have a coffin my size?” It’s an odd request, but perhaps less so coming from her. It’s been building up for a while now – there have been several starts and stops to this question in the hours before. The weathered toe of her sneaker nudges lightly at his shoe.      “If you do – do you think I can I try it out? Just for – for laughs.”

“Coffin?” His hands still for a moment, the needle and thread stuck hovering over the fabric of her ripped cardigan. Mathias lowers his gaze to meet her eyes; a normal man would ask what the matter was. “You know, m’dear, caskets are all the rage these days. Either way, since you’re rather lacking on the horizontal axis, I am almost certain I have something for you.”

The mortician returns to his mending, not one to leave such a small task unfinished, before he hums a soft, low note and speaks again even more calmly.

“Give me a minute. No dirty feet though.”

 “Is it not – to-may-to, to-mah-to.” Embarrassment colours her tone; her eyes drop from his face to the needle and thread, and her shoe continues gently tap-tap-tapping against his as he sews. A pain in her lungs momentarily flares up, subsides just as quickly; a cough is perched in her throat waiting to spring but she swallows it down. Tap tap, tap.      “Sounds good.” She likes Merc, strange as he is. Millie wonders if he knows that; if she should say it more. “Thank you, by the way. For – for sewing up my cardigan. Nobody fixes things right like you.”

He hums again at her compliment. He is aware that it’s the truth; he’s god-damn  o b s e s s i v e  over detail when he wants to be— even now, the shoe kicking barely phases him. Mathias bites down on the ‘I know’ that threatens to exit his usually careless mouth and lets out a gentle amused sigh, “No, no. Thank you. It’s always nice to get suture practice.”

When he finishes his mending he snaps the string with his teeth, drapes the fabric over her shoulders and gives Millie a careful pat on the head. An almost intimate exchange, he regrets, meaning for it to be an attempt at brotherly affection rather than anything else.

“All right, so do you have a specific color in mind?”

[dustofthedailylife]

me : has an extremely important text the next 4 days, multiple research papers to write and finish, water plants, laundry,...

also me : haha Dan Heng pretty im gonna write for him

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Nonnie... I can't tell you how much I feel this honestly.

The number of times my mind drifted off to come up with some random brainrot about my hyperfixation already instead of focusing on studying... having a creative brain is both a blessing and a curse at times 😭