#i am ded again

[wispforever]

original quote under the cut

[nostalgia-tblr]

Oh Frigga No!

She'd been handling it fairly well up to this point (admittedly all she had to beat in the Parental Helpfulness Olympics was 'fainting at the worst possible moment,' but still). She'd said Odin lied so their son wouldn't feel different, and that they are his family. So far so not-just-fainting!

But then she tries to reassure him on the topic of Thor with this little zinger and oh well done, Frigga, now he's going to wonder forever...

I like that Frigga's mistake is an inadvertant truth at the wrong time, because what annoys me in this scene is the 'why did he lie?' and her answer which also completely sidesteps the issue of 'why did she lie?' Probably with good intentions, and even the son she lied to his entire life doesn't think to hold her responsible for that, perhaps because everyone trusts Frigga and always assumes the best of her. The opposite of how weirdly only half the characters on Asgard the audience who knows who the baddy of this movie is going to be her people view her little lied-to son.

Frigga's a liar but she knows how not to look like one and apparently she is great at it. Maybe she was lying about why Odin (and herself) lied to Loki, clever enough to conceal it if there really was an ulterior motive there. And then she immediately gives the game away, or - worse! - maybe she doesn't give anything away but manages to give the impression that she has when she tells the truth about her other son (who, we should not forget, has also been constantly lied to about all of this).

Loki moves away because it seems like it must be the truth, because he trusts her. Dad must have been lying because Mum never would. Except she did, without any loss of reputation, often and apparently well, but not this one time when complete concealment of what she knew might actually have been the wisest option.

Oh well, at least her little boy is at last about to graduate from Frigga's School of Lying Like a Liar Who Lies and go out into the big wide world! I'm sure that will go well for everyone!

[smittenskitten]

OMIGOD AFGBJMFVJHASF DID MON JUST ATE SAM OUT!

IS THIS REAL?

DID THIS JUST HAPPEN

[froggowivdagudvibes]

I love vdere sm. Like i cannot fully express how much i love them all. Letti was my first kamioshi, and also the first graduation i experienced. I cried a bit, not only when she left, but also when i heard that familiar voice on my fyp a month later telling me its all gonna be ok. I couldnt be there for eli's mini debut, but i stayed up until 2am for her real one, and then 1am the next day for their first collab with new models (british timezones :,)

[jaennie]

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[yuzanwraith]

May or may not have changed my url way too many times…sorry about that.

[arolesbianism]

My horrible transgender son look at her

[miimpii]

@comedicdeath [ from inbox ]:

pull + dance for the royal darlings 

     CURIOSITY was evident on her expression, with olive green eyes keeping their gaze at the prince as he guided her to a place unknown to anyone. Ever since they crossed paths back in her kingdom, Ryo had her doubts about Tyki's gentlemanly behaviour towards her and how she grew wary of him, knowing that he was allies with a powerful tyrant. But the more he acquainted himself with her and displayed the same demeanor, the more conflicted the princess was towards him -- more so when he managed to sneak her out of the castle and brought the princess to a place that looked like one's sanctuary under the stars.

     SHE admired the scenery - the clear river water glowing in a light blue colour, followed with colourful fireflies around the area and glowing flowers blooming in the night - and wandered around after she slipped her hand away from his, but not until she turned to him in surprise when the prince took hold of her again and pulled her closer to him. Their eyes met once again, with Ryo holding her breath when Tyki leaned his face inches to her, before he whispered a request: to dance with her.

   "A... dance?" Ryo said, a little shocked the Noah prince would ask her to do such a thing. "B-But I... I do not think I can do that, Tyki-ouji." She admitted with a light shake of her head, almost stumbling on her feet when she tried to follow him. "We do not do dances back in the kingdom."

[kiwismitten]

Tired words | Wriothesley x GN!reader

Angst/comfort: Being the frontlines for the whole country’s fate can really make a man lose sleep. After the events that took place, and the sudden return of his lover he’s very snippy.

spoilers: main fontaine archon quest!

CW: yelling , reader almost ded , wriothesley kinda ooc (let me know if i missed anything!)

words: 1751

The halls of the Fortress of Meropide have never felt colder as you make your way to your boyfriend’s office. The events of the days before fresh in everyone’s mind. The incident in Poisson only a few days before your return.

You were on an academic trip to Sumeru, learning about the herbal medicines and picking up some fruits and herbs to bring back to Fontaine. As soon as the steam bird articles showed up at your host home’s door the night of the incident, you apologized and began packing your bags. You’ve never moved with such haste. Of course you know about the prophecy, and Wriothesley had told you before he didn’t even know if he was Fontainian and joked a ton about getting turned into water alongside everyone else. You personally, just weren’t willing to let him take that chance.

The rushed trip back still felt like it took twice as long as the venture there. Jogging through the city with your bag still on your back, listening to depressing conversations from the other citizens about their impending fate. Frantically, you reach the Fortress entrance, and make your way down.

That’s how you ended up standing outside your boyfriend’s office, anxiety coursing through your body. Even the fortress was in disarray. Your soft knocks on the door earn no response, so you slowly push the heavy doors open with a loud creek.

“Darling?” Your voice echos through the bottom floor, your eyes gazing over everything before landing on the strange staircase going further down that you never noticed before.You drop your bags at the door before cautiously venturing down. “Wriothesley?”

A strong hand grabs your shoulder from behind you making you gasp.

“What are you doing?” He looks exhausted, his tone of voice far from the playful, carefree Wriothesley you’ve grown attached to. Sounding closer to how he addresses inmates. Heat fills your torso with joy, seeing he’s okay, and you fling yourself at him wrapping your arms around him.

“You’re okay…” His normal scowl doesn’t leave his face. Different again since his face normally softens at your contact.

“Yes, yes I’m okay what are you doing here.” He says the bags under his eyes more pronounced than normal, sparking worry in your brain.

“I heard what happened in Poisson, and I left early,” You stood in front of him staring up at his towering figure. He sighs, wiping his face with his wrapped hand. His exhaustion seemed to be weighing on him harder at your statement.

“Why.. did you have to come back now?” he pinched the bridge of his nose between his pointer finger and thumb. Your joy falters at his display.

“What do you mean darling..” Your arms fall to your sides. He stares at your form, his eyes piercing through you.

“I mean I thought with you away I'd have one less thing to worry about,” Venom laces his words. “Especially coming to the fortress during times like this, I thought I’d finally be able to focus on the prophecy, but now with you here you’ll need me to be with you so often.” Your heart jumps to your throat. He’s never been so cold to you. Has he always seen being with you as a chore, or is it just the high stress of the current situation. The emotions thick in the air make it difficult to think rationally. The salty air filling your lungs feels heavy and overwhelming.

“I’ll get out of the way.. I just wanted to make sure you were okay,” Glancing down at your feet.

“Well I am. Now please, I have very important matters to get to.” He pushes past you mumbling under his breath. Stunned in silence, soft tears well in your eyes, but you refuse to let them fall. Slowly, you made your way out of the fortress to stay at a small hotel.

You stayed at the hotel for the night, before the news of an archon going on trial reaches you in the morning. News travels fast in Fontaine, especially when there’s always a journalist creeping in the background. Deciding that staying and rotting in a hotel isn’t how you want to spend your first full day home, and you take a short stroll through the bustling streets. It’s as if no one really minds their impending fate. After reaching the opera epiclese you sit at one of the benches by the fountain. Staring into the water you smile remembering all the times you and Wriothesley sat at the near by benches eating together after his work. How you would lean your head on his shoulder listening to the soft roar of water as it cycles through, but if you were to melt into the sea now, it would be knowing that he brushed you away for being worried about him. A sigh escapes your lips as you continue your stroll, and eventually it gets interrupted by a crowd of people trickling out of the opera house. Gossiping amongst themselves about the archon, and not even batting an eye at the soft patter of rain on pavement.

The rain starts to pick up at an alarming rate, making people rush off under trees, and any form of cover they could find. A somber look rises to your face. “Is this it?” You take a seat on your normal bench, getting soaked in the pelting rain feeling the rain pool at your feet closing your eyes and letting the joyful memories flow through you.

All you really remember is the feeling of water picking you up. Floating through with a peaceful look on your face.Then a graceful arm wrapping around you and bringing you up, and you were suddenly in the air able to breath once again before everything went black.

Waking up in the fortress is never really a heart-warming experience. Especially when it’s in the cold clinical setting of the infirmary. The blurry metallic ceiling is the first thing you see, the bronze color only familiar to the fortress, so you’re immediately aware of where you are. You try to sit up, only to get pushed down by the smaller head nurse.

“Y/N be careful please, you’ve been out for a whole day you’re still healing.” Sigewinne frets over you holding her sticker covered clipboard.

“I feel fine,” You sit up in your bed, feeling the exhaustion hit you. You look around the other beds full of inmates. “I just need some food in me, and I’ll be right as rain.” a smile sheepishly crosses your face at the small joke. Sigewinne frowns and huffs as you pick at the various vital trackers attached to you. She helps a bit and takes out your IV.

“Just like his grace said you would,” you tense at the mention of him forcing a smile. “Just stay here he said to grab him as soon as you’re awake.” Eyes widening, you wait for her to leave before pulling the sheets off of yourself and rushing out of the infirmary. Your vision still blurry from the lack of food. Rushing through the halls, you stop at the canteen, smiling at Bran who waves you over.

“Ah y/n here for your welfare meal?” He smiles softly at your tired form before turning behind him to grab one of the nicer meals. “Courtesy of his grace, eat up.” You slip behind one of the many boxes before sitting on the floor and opening the delicious meal.

Wriothesley walks ahead of Sigewinne his heavy steps unmistakable. When he reaches the infirmary and sees your bed empty he curses under his breath. Sigewinne sighs pouting.

“I did ask her to stay your grace, but they did act weird when I mentioned I was fetching you,” Irritated he walks out, going immediately to the gardes who rat you out immediately.

Too immersed in your delicious food you don’t even notice the heavy steps approaching the canteen.

“What can I do for you your grace,” You stop mid-chew peeking out from the top of the box.

“Have you seen y/n I’m looking for them,” his voice has the carefree energy that you missed so much. His eyes dart around the canteen before meeting yours behind the box where you duck under again. “Ah, never mind, bran.” his heavy steps approach the box, his shadow looming over as you pop back up looking at your hands. He places a heavy hand on your head.

“Wriothesley,” you say breathlessly, tears threatening to fall again. At the break of your voice, he scoops you into his arms his long strides carrying you to his office. He wraps his arms around you as you feel small water droplets fall onto your clothes.

“y/n..” his voice cracks. You’ve never seen him break down like this, he’s the strong one, the one that never lets his strength falter. “I was so scared, i’m so sorry, I should’ve never said any of that shit to you, I was so stressed out after the fortress almost collapsed to the prophecy. I wasn’t getting enough sleep I was exhausted and I took it out on you. I’m so fucking sorry.” Seeing him crumble on top of you was heart-wrenching. His rambling spilling through his lips as his eyes dart across your face. “When Clorinde brought you onto the ship I just wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do, I tried everything but you felt so cold..” He buries his face in your neck.

“I’m okay Wrio, I don’t know what happened but, I’m here I’m fine,” You wrap your arms loosely around his torso. “Honestly I thought I was gonna die with you angry at me, but now I’m here. Getting pushed away hurt, but we’re both okay,” You mumble into his chest.

“I’ll never speak to you like that again, I don’t think I could ever live with myself knowing you left this world with me angry at you when I had no right to be. All you wanted was to make sure I was okay,” He pulls away and holds your face in his hands. “You’re my whole world and I should’ve held that in the front of my mind this whole time. I don’t think I can say sorry enough my love.” His sharp eyes now soft as he leans in to place a soft caring kiss on your lips.

“We’ll be okay,” you melt into his touch, letting him hold you close

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for ditching my boyfriend in a shady area? (even though he ditched me first and i was scared?)

pretty much what it says on the tin. personally i think i am absolutely not the asshole but we’ll see i guess.

we were on a road trip through the states when the car started making a weird sound, so he pulled over.

(keep in mind, it’s dark and we’re in the middle of fucking nowhere)

the exact problems with the engine aren’t relevant, but he said it wasn’t working properly and there was steam coming out of the engine, so i say call AAA.

he says “no, they’ll take too long.”

i say “so what do you think we should do then???”

he. fucking. says. “i’ll stand on the side of the road and see if someone’s willing to help us.”

at this point i’m starting to freak out like NO no no there’s been so many reports of crime here we are not about to ACTIVELY ENCOURAGE creeps to come get us.

i say “i’m not doing that” but apparently that was the wrong thing to say because he’s all like “don’t worry i will :) stay with the car and make sure it’s safe :) love you babe :)” god

now i’m like this is straight out of a fucking horror movie right. i am scared out of my goddamn mind. he gets out of the car and i am left ALONE just trying to avoid looking out the windows into the darkness.

he opens the door again and i get the fright of my life but he just says “i’m gonna go with someone to get fuel. stay here and lock the doors :)” like WHAT THE FUCK please please don’t do this you cannot leave me alone but hes already shut the door and i’m not going outside so i lock it like he says.

he’s gone for TWO FUCKING HOURS and i was scared out of my goddamn mind. there were creepy sounds the Whole Time and every little thing was petrifying and headlights kept passing by and it was horrible.

anyway eventually i get out and check and man door hand hook car door

What are these acronyms?

[babykittenteach]

I don’t want to get angry on a quote retweet of that deadline article but I am perhaps angrier about that Casey Bloys comment than I am about anything else about this so far, so I’ll try to articulate my cringeworthy feelings here on the cringe site.

I wanna acknowledge that all of the shows he talked about have queer characters in the cast, and that yes, that’s a general good. I don’t want to dismiss any of them, and in fact loved all the gays in TL/OU, and the world is absolutely a more interesting place when there are gay characters— in straight majority casts that are meant to appeal first and foremost to a straight audience.

But that’s the part that really gets me, because it’s always the case. The show is most concerned with gaining a straight audience, and the gay one’s a nice bonus. All those other shows have gay fans, and more power to them, but we’re not the focus. They’re happy to have us there to boost the numbers, but if it came down to it, we’re still just the bonus, and if the straight audiences abandoned those shows the gay ones would not be enough to save them.

And we know that because of how often shows whose most devoted fanbase *is* gay get cancelled, get shortened. There’s a lot of memes of the many examples going around. It’s not just OFMD by any means.

So what we’re being called to do here with “support the Gil/ded Age” is take that supportive role again for a show where we are not the target audience. Settle in line with the straight audience and get a few gay characters in with straight casts.

It is exceptionally patronizing.

[cherryc1nnam0n]

I'm bored and I don't wanna write something so have this rant about the (fictional) men I love and why

Hello people

This is Cherry speaking and today I am presenting top men that I love and why are (most of them) them all serial killers who wear masks and are dead? We'll find out here

1. Brahms Heelshire

I mean just look at him, skrunkily wall boi who has never showered, the man with a mask that makes him look so fuckable and submissive and he fucking whines?! Ngh, so hot

I need to lick those man titties with all my might and ride him until his legs give out

But unlucky for me he's dead as fuck so yikes, he's not dead in my mind or in my blog

2. Billy Loomis

Crazy Ghostface boi who can rearrange my guts any time he wants and breed me all he wants mhm mhm

I fucking love Billy because look at him, he's a psychopath but he looks so hot while being it

Who wouldn't love this man??

But again, another one dead, killed by Sydney (fuck you Sydney), but not before leaving his offspring but we won't talk about that now

3. Eddie Munson

The exception to being a killer because he was framed it's my beautiful boi Eddie <3

I love this boi with all my heart and he can touch it with his dick all he wants <3

I fell in love with him when I saw him on Stranger Things 4 and I haven't since then <3

But my boi was eaten alive by a swarm of feral bats and bleed to death in Dustin's arms but he's still alive in my mind, and Tumblr's mind <3

4. Mark Hoffman

My crush from Saw since I watched the movies when I was 6

I have always loved older men for some reason so yeah (daddy issues)

He's not a good apprentice from John because he kills people and doesn't give them the chance of survival but I still love him <3

But as all of them, he was tied up on the original room from Saw and left to die there

It's presumed he's dead because people only survive 3 days without food so he's probably dead as fuck like all of them bois in this list

Still, he's still alive for me so he can breed me all he wants <3

5. Ethan Landry

Another Ghostface crazy boi who died a virgin (not in my mind if you know what I mean)

He was killed in an awful way but he's still hot and submissive and breedable and oh my gosh he's so hot

I am literally obsessed with him and you'll see my latest likes are all Ethan so yeah, fuck me (Ethan) I guess

6. Billy Hargrove

My asshole of a boyfriend who was too weak in spirit to fight off Vecna and died thanks to it

I love him <3

He's my favorite boi that can hit me and fuck me all he wants until I fry and he won't even stop by then so mmmmmhmmm

But again, ded as fuck lol

7. Hannibal Lecter

Cannibal daddy can eat me alive whenever he wants, I have excess skin so he can have all he wants mmmm

He's so pretty and sophisticated and so mmmm

I love him and he can eat me all he wants and breed me too

(I don't remember what happened to him if he died of not but yeah)

8. C!Technoblade

My pig boi who is a genocidal and an anarchist will always live rent free on my mind

(Along with his creator Alex, RIP Techno, we miss you a lot)

But on the DSMP I headcanon he had a lovely wife and two kids who loved him a lot and now they're alone and sad </3

But he's alive in my own AU so it's fine

I love my pig boi

9. Jim Hopper

I mean look at him, he screams DADDY in all his forms

I love hunks for some reason and he's one of them

He can have me whenever he wants

Only exception to being dead lol

Man titties

But anyways. That's everyone I can name off the top of my head so if you until here have a nice day and I love you <3

[rosadreams]

To see you again

Characters involved: General Lilia x fem fae reader + fem reader x Silver(platonic; mother son relationship)

CW: TWST chp 7 spoilers, reader is NOT Yuu, reader is ded duhhh

Synopsis: Silver never thought that he would be able to see his dead mother again in his father's dreams.

"How dare you harm the general! Guards, seize these humans at once!" Baul yelled, and suddenly, the nocturnal faes were surrounding Silver, Sebek, Grim and Yuu, ready to fight. "Hey you guys, Im fine. it's not like Im hurt. I only dropped my mask." Lilia said, still feeling a little mildly shocked that a mere human managed to even make him drop his mask.

"But-!"

"What's going on?" A soft, melodic voice intercepts in to the conversation. Baul and the other fae soldiers suddenly straightened their back, hand in a salute position as they greet a fae women who has just arrived.

"We greet the Lady of House Vanrouge!"

"Oh no need for the formalities! Just call me Y/N!" The fae women chuckled, and immediately, both Sebek and Silver can feel their blood running cold.

Y/N Vanrouge? As in Lilia's wife? The one who died 4 years ago?

Silver could hear his heart pounding nervously. He had prayed every single day to see you, his dead mother again. Though he knows that it was just a futile hope, he had never imagine seeing you alive in front of him - technically alive in this dream.

You looked younger than the boy had remembered. Your eyes are full of life, face free from wrinkles, looking young and beautiful. "Y/N, what are you doing here? It's dangerous." Lilia reprimands you coldly, but you know that that is his way of caring you. He does not like to show his weak side in front of his subordinates.

"I thought you needed a helping hand." You turned to look at the 3 humans and 1 cat who were staring at you with their mouth open wide, probably amazed by your beauty. "Whose this?"

For once, Silver had to hold back himself from running into your arms, calling you mother.

"My name is Silver, I am your son. I missed you, mother."

[lalovi]

Request: can you make White lily as shadow milk cookie and Fem!reader as a loyal servant to White lily

Pure vanilla,hollyberry,golden cheese and Dark cacao is gonna see this and Say NNNNOOOOO!!!(ded💀)

AN: When you say White Lily as Shadow Milk, I think you're talking about like.. possession? So like, shadow milk is using White Lily's body? If this isn't what you meant, I'm sorry 🙏 If you want, you can request again and ill work on another one. Um but.. I think I did an okay job... enjoy ☆

White Lily as Shadow Milk Cookie x Fem! Servant

Oneshot (headcanons below)

Warnings: Def not canon, slight remarks of possessiveness

-Devotion-

The purist white hair, a dedicated heart, and the feint smell of Liles. Those were the feature of the person before you. This person should have been her; One of the Ancient Heros, and yet, that was not the case. This was somebody else... A certain blue jester of decite.

You knew this, and yet you still followed them so willingly, and so blindly. Was it because of the promise to rule the world... or was it for some other reason?

"Oh button, are you ready?" The person would ask.

White Lily was known for her violet eyes, the ones that held a passion for protecting all of cookie kind. This person was lacking that, though.

These eyes were an electric and sky blue, and the only things behind them was the hope to see the world burn.

And, it was in that moment that you finally realized why you would follow Shadow Milk like this.

It was because of the way he could make your heart flutter, like no other person had been able to.

"I am," You'd respond while taking White Lily's hand.

The cookie would smile at you with that crazed expression before appearing on a stage with you.

"I know that all of you have been waiting to see the star of the show, and here I am at last!"

White Lily would do a bow dedicated towards the audience.

That audience being the four other Ancient Heros.

Discussion between the others would begin to stir. Some were filled with feat, other hate, and a few, utter confusion.

Pure Vanilla knew who was on stage instantly, and he would look at you with a concerned look. "That person is not White Liliy," He'd explain.

Of course, you were already aware of this.

"Oh dearest dove-" White Lily would say while taking your hand.

"Are you ready to test your devotion?"

《☆》 Fin

Headcanons

You were originally loyal to White Lily

And you noticed the change in behavior and eye color immediately

He saw something special in you and decided to keep you around

Was very glad he did because you're amazing!

Calls you things like dove, doll, button, dear, devotee

Probably likes to dance with you

Like, box steps and things like that

You have to listen to his rants about the other ancients

Hated P.V in particular

100% manipulates you

Uses sweet talk to get what he wants

Will complain if you don't play dolls with him

The ancients have to lose.

[horizon-verizon]

The KLers didn't love-Helaena in the way of true appreciation of the person but more as a representation of their own fear and vulnerability. Then as representing their own victimhood and fear for their families'/selves' lives.

As for the "Queen" thing:

(Webpage Link)

When I read GRRM's deleted post, it was clear that Helaena was "loved" by the smallfolk and after her death the riots following. Esp that Rhaenyra at the time was not.

These are the passages of 1) why the KLers didn't "love" Rhaenyra and 2) Helaena's death and the riots that ensued:

("Rhaenyra Triumphant")

At this point, Helaena is NOT dead yet. We get "bastard blood shed in war", Aemond burning down the riverlands esp the Trident, Ser Byron Swann and Serwyn of the Mirror Shield attempting to kill a dragon and Swann dying for it, Criston Cole's death, The First Sack of Tumbleton, the order for Nettles' death (not necesarily God Eye, just the order for her death, Addam's escape, and Corlys' arrest), Maelor's death near Bitterbridge even before that, and the Shepherd's first "preachings" all occur BEFORE Helaena kills herself. And the taxes stuff happen days after she and Daemon take back KL, which is WAY BEFORE all the events I listed here.

("Rhaenyra Triumphant") This is what happens after Rhaenyra orders Nettles' death and before the Shepherd appears.

("Rhaenyra Overthrown")

It is after Corlys would-be rescuers are hung up to die that Helaena finally kills herself.

This is just before the actual riots where Bartimos Celtigar was killed and castrated and a Deddings noble woman was seemingly almost raped by some men who killed her protecting brother.

("Rhaenyra Overthrown") Again, the KLer's response to Helaena's death:

Like a quote above says, "After HALF A YEAR of captivity, why should Aegon's queen [Helaena] choose this night to end her life?" The first time the smallfolk really are told to us to dislike or hate Rhaenyra was when she did those taxes and had several public executions that charged people who wanted to witness said executions or were pushed to.

I am not saying that the KLers' didn't rise up in response to Helaena's death and that there was some love for her...but it was hardly the primary reason why they hated Rhaenyra, rioted, or that Helaena's person wasn't used to foment their already-existing frustrations, resentments, fear, and outrage against Rhaenyra. Her death--and before that--were used to stoke the burning wood built partially by Rhaenyra herself and partially by circumstances deliberately created by the greens themselves, which the smallfolk didn't know about. All they knew was that Rhaenyra was raising taxes, she put up those executions, she was the one in KL.

[ohnoestherestadpoles]

I.. am ded. ANYWAY yes, we will see Lae'zel again. (Alive and well.) Hopefully Locke will not have another concussion when that happens. This was several months of work, experimenting here and there. Remember to read the about on this account before leaving comments, thank you. I had to combine 2 images since tumblr apparently only lets you add 30 images per post... I would have a lot more to say usually, but honestly I'm just happy this one's wrapped up for reading. I'm going to refrain from full renders for the most part, it takes too much time and adds very little for me tbh. I want to enjoy working on these :> Remember to reblog if you like the comic! Share with friends. Edit: a page was missing, so i had to add it.