#thread: cleaning up

[ofmymanymuses]

Cont. for @lexi-rpb

August hadn’t spoken about and tried not to think about the previous weekend once they had made it home. He’d mostly stayed quiet all through the week not really bothering to speak unless spoken to.

Even as it hit his birthday he wasn’t much in a celebratory mood, putting on a facade mostly for his mothers sake. When Lexi texted him that morning he felt his heart nearly come to a stop briefly before responding a quick thanks and resisting the urge to throw his phone.

He had to admit he was surprised though when Vanessa said she had planned something for his birthday and tied a blindfold around his eyes. “Is this all necessary?” He couldn’t help but chuckle at the absurdity of it all. “Ready” he nodded once before blinking as the light infiltrated his vision again. “Wh-“ his eyes widened in genuine surprise and delight as he took in the scene. “I haven’t been here since I was in high school”

[mozquito]

pines pines pines

[adozentothedawn]

Life and Death of a Saint Pt. 1 -Dispersion Relation, unknown artist c. 2809. Forgotten Sanctum, Central Stacks.

Commentary under the cut.

This thing is an interpretation of the first memory scene of Waidwen in Bridge Ablaze. I'm intending to do all of them eventually but it'll take a bit.

Alright, I am kinda torn. On the one hand yes it is cool and I did a thing! This is my first embroidery project of the sort! It took me more than a month to get done but I did get it done. On the other hand, it doesn't quite live up my expectations. The borders aren't quite as neat as I would like, and of course making good pictures of my work has always been an impossible task. For the next one I'll also try to plan out the colour scheme a bit better. The placement in the frame is uznfortunately a bit off because i cut the fabric too small since I didn't know I would have a frame yet. Still, I did a thing! And it looks kinda good!

Special thanks to @stylishanachronism who really helped me put it together!

[lil-grem-draws]

Basically: a kiwi blew up. Present: Sebastian, Allegra, William, Nosy. The Slytherin Common Room is never safe.

[mostmagicals]

Hey, I’m not planning to be off hiatus here yet but I’ve been feeling really overwhelmed because of my following count and there are a lot of people I follow that went inactive or don’t see myself writing with.

I’m planning to do a softblock spree so if anyone still wants to write with me and remain mutuals, please give a like. Also, please don’t like if you’d like to keep me as a number on your follower count and not having any plans to write with me at all. It’s hard for me to tell these days which ones are still interested to write with me, as I’ve been having these experiences of losing mutuals frequently and I’m very discouraged. I still wanna write with my mutuals, but I wanna know who still are down to write with me despite my inactivity.

If I removed you as a mutual, you’re welcome to refollow and send me a message if you still wanna interact. I just wanna have a clean dash and keep the ones that are truly interested with my muses.

[lavaridgexflannery]

@nezu-spiketown from here -> X

The red head merely nodded and followed Piers to his place. It was nice to know his place was actually rather close. Reminded her a bit of her own place in a way.

Once inside, she admired how humble his place was. It was rather welcoming to her.

"Ah..I should probably have a clear head for now. So, tea if you don't mind please." She shuffled her feet a little.

"Do..you mind if I smoke a cigarette..? I can step outside if you don't want the smoke inside." She didn't want to assume anything and tried to be a polite guest.

[wanderingaldecaldo]

Mitch's Shirt | Mitch's shoes

[mommalosthermind]

So this happened:

Me: “I feel like I wrote Lisa kinda snotty in this passage, d’you think she could pull off snotty?”

Him: “Not really? If you want bitchy then you need Yae Miko, Lisa’s kinda normal unless you’re late with a book.”

Me: “…Lisa’s vaguely condescending though.”

Him: “Yeah, I can see that. Miko can be straight up mean but Lisa would be like, ‘Careful cutie, keep that up and I might forget your safeword,”

Which I can fucking hear, and it is thus completely not my fault that this immediately popped into my head:

(Lisa/Jean/Kaeya under the cut)

Teatime is meant to be sacred, you know. It’s a darling little ritual to break up the day. Peaceful, harmonious. If, lately, it’s also come with a delightful side of spending time with Jean, and occasionally Kaeya, well, that’s just two more reasons for teatime to be important, don’t you think?

Sometimes, though, not even the fear of Lisa’s wrath can keep Jean’s underlings from interrupting.

Lisa’s fingertips rub circles into her temples. In all honesty, she tuned out whatever crisis this is ages ago. Her tea’s lone gone. The other two cups, so carefully brewed, are cold. No one’s touched the assortment of sliced fruits, nor the biscuits.

It might be selfish of her, to be sad over such a silly thing, but really, is it? Jean works so hard. Lisa all but bullied her into routinely meeting up like this, and Kaeya’s no better. Yes, she’s sad about the loss of their quiet rest, the lack of time together, but at the heart of it, Lisa’s upset at how the rest of the world is intent on working them both into an early grave.

Varka’s in for an earful when he returns.

Half an hour. That’s all she’s trying to give them. Half an hour to breathe.

Instead, Kaeya paces the length of the rug, voice rising and falling in its most persuasive tones. Jean stands behind her chair, one hand curled over the back. Bruises are beginning to darken under her eyes. How much more lovely would she look, if she was simply allowed a full night’s sleep? How broad would those shoulders really be, if they weren’t coiled so tight with tension? For that matter, Lisa’s willing to bet Kaeya’s lip would swell so much sweeter if the teeth sinking into it weren’t so rife with worry.

Irritation spikes in Jean’s voice, calling Lisa back to the present. She purrs, “Careful cutie, keep that up and I might forget your safeword.”

They freeze. They always do. It’s adorable, really, how easy it is to trip them up like this.

Jean’s flush is a thing of beauty, much darker than Lisa can usually pull out with a single line.

Lisa tilts her head, and blinks.

Neither of them have moved. They’re simply… staring at one another.

Her brows bunch together. Hmm. Perhaps she’s overstepped.

All at once, Kaeya animates, a too-loud laugh filling the space between them all. He waves an extravagant hand in the air, ambling back to Jean’s side. “Be careful yourself,” he says, glancing from Jean’s red face to Lisa. “Lines that like are liable to lose you the soft domme reputation you’ve so pointedly cultivated.”

Lisa smiles, making sure to allow it to bloom slowly. She watches a lovely shiver work its way up Jean’s spine.

“What I’m hearing is you think I’d make a good domme,” she says, and allows her smile to curl into sultry as the edge of Kaeya’s lip tucks between his teeth.

Jean’s inhale is sharp.

Like the blustery thing he is, he opens his mouth as soon as he catches her looking. “Is that so? Do good dommes often ‘forget’ safewords?”

“Only with permission, darling. After all, it would be my job to take care of you, wouldn’t it? That includes giving you the punishments you want.”

Kaeya’s eye is blown wide enough to lose its star shape.

“Although, I do find myself far more interested in giving out praise over punishments. And I wouldn’t need to punish the two of you, now would I?”

“I feel,” Jean squeaks, stopping to clear her throat. “Oh my goodness,” her hands come up to pat at her still-burning cheeks.

Kaeya attempts what Lisa assumes is meant to be a laugh, but it comes out more like a rough breath.

“This is maybe not a work appropriate conversation,” Jean says, still squeaky, still red, still staring at Lisa like she’s never seen her before.

Lisa stands, and watches how they swallow in unison.

And then the door bangs open, Amber rushing in with another fistful of papers.

“You will not believe the amount of nonsense,” Amber exclaims, only to stop dead and stare at the three of them. “Um. Is everything okay here? Is this a bad time?”

Jean shakes herself, once, twice, and when she pulls her gorgeous eyes off Lisa for the first time in ages, Lisa finds that she’s had quite enough of that, thank you very much.

“It is, yes,” she says before Jean can dive right back into whatever inane thing needs her attention now. “Go ahead and drop that anywhere, and we’ll get back to you later, okay?”

Amber’s already nodding, her eyebrows pressed tightly together. “Yeah, yeah, okay, and I’ll tell Wyatt not to let anyone else in for now.”

The girl’s gone in the same rush she arrived, door thunking closed behind her. As an added precaution, Lisa activates her personal wards, watching both doors glow a faint purple.

“Did I know you could do that?” Kaeya asks mildly.

Jean’s already moving to collect the papers Amber left behind.

Lisa tuts. “Jeanie, sit.”

Jean sits.

Jean sits, and then an absolutely baffled expression takes over her pretty face. That flush is back in full force.

“Good girl,” Lisa says, leaning one hip on the table across from her.

Oh.

That flush goes so dark Lisa’s a little worried the poor thing’s gone dizzy.

Goodness, if this keeps up, Lisa is going to be the dizzy one.

“And I believe that’s my cue,” Kaeya chirps, easing around where Jean’s still gaping up at Lisa. “Mind undoing the door long enough to let me out?”

“I’m afraid I do mind. Your turn, sweetie. Sit down for me.”

“Aha,” Kaeya says, but his feet stop moving.

“Jeanie baby?”

Jean slings one arm out, tugging Kaeya in until he sits across her lap, held in place with her arms around his hips.

That one blue eye slides from Jean to Lisa and back again, as though he can’t decide where he should be looking.

“So good for me,” Lisa says again, delighting in the way the two of them melt into each other. “Aren’t you two just the prettiest little kittens I’ve ever seen.”

She sits back down, leaves them to press into each other, lets them keep their eyes on her as she starts preparing them all new cups of tea. When she looks up, Kaeya’s slouched down to cuddle into Jean’s shoulder, his arms wrapped around her middle. All three of those gorgeous eyes are fixed on her, exactly where she likes them best.

“Now then. I think we have some new things to discuss, and you two darlings have some safewords to pick out.” She winks, and relishes the way two sets of teeth sink into lower lips. “Don’t worry. I won’t forget them unless you want me to.”

[dust-of-embers]

Re-reading vol 10 of Kamisama kiss is amazing… it’s so fucking fruity

Tomoe turning into Nanami to try seducing Jiro is amazing, truely taking advantage of the genderfluidity of kitsune, I love it

(Sorry about the image quality, it’s dark and I’m tired)

And then my favourite past ship in this fandom…

You can’t be a demon lord in Japan without being at least a tad fruity, the ridiculously strong bond with one person and one person only is very bisexual and autism…

(Sesshōmaru does this too)

[ookaookaooka]

IT'S FINALLY (almost) DOOOOONE

[y-rhywbeth2]

Who decided the drow should have so much fucking lore anyway.

('I should've been a drow.' You can't fucking stand Cazador or your 'siblings' you would not fucking want to be a drow. Although I guess Astarion would make a fair Vhaeraunite.)

[crystal-verse]

It's been a hot minute but here's another painting of @wanderer-of-light 's Vastha, because those gpose shots of him in that dancer glam continue to live in my mind.

[bmpmp3]

SOME drawing i did forever ago (jan 16 according to the top corner. also it seems i wrote the wrong year LOL it was definitely this year) as a proof of concept for something for a class i was taking. the bunny mask has embroidery thread strings and is a separate piece!

[the-judicial-assistants-notebook]

[sins-of-the-sea]

A compass rolls up to you, vibrates like a little toy while you can hear a squeaky and high-pitched "Mmm! Mmm! Mmm mmm!" before it rolls away on its own.

Yeah. That happened.

[leagueofdccm]

Name: Caden Hayes Face Claim: Cillian Murphy Age: 47 Location: Las Vegas, Nevada Territory: MGM Grand Universe: The Walking Dead occupation: boss man The city of sin, always and forever. Even when the world fell apart Vegas never seemed to stop being vibrant. The music still blaring across the streets, neon lights catching the attention of many travelers passing by. They say there are rumors of this city, that if you stop by you can't ever leave. You know the saying ' What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas'-- that also means the guest who dares make a pitstop. Vegas is run by the wicked, the bad--- the worst of the worst. A city run by criminals. Those who are forced to stay as prisoners are used to clean up / kill the zombies who are close to his territory. The prisoners are also used to be part of Vegas entertainment, the MGM Grand Garden Arena is used to throw in those who don't obey the law of Vegas, and also those who need to prove themself worthy of living. Vegas has zombies that have developed over time.

'Special zombies' that don't think like the rest, some of these zombies don't walk, they run after their victims. They chase like wild animals, inhuman noises coming from them as they not only try to bite you, but rip you to shreds with his nails. Another reason why the leaders of Vegas trap random travelers, they use them to go out there and handle these creatures who are far more aggressive than your average zombie. That's why rumors spread about this sinful place being forbidden to those traveling. Nobody has ever made it out alive from Vegas, nor have those who went ever found an escape.

Caden Hayes runs his own territory after the fall of Vegas, he didn't surrender like a bunch of those who could live on in a world this cruel. the world was cruel before, it was no different to him. he was made for this life, made to become something more. to take those under his wings, to take care of his very own and create a kingdom out of his territory. he isn't a leader who sits around looking pretty, he leads his followers to kill those crossing his territory, whether it's unwanted zombies, the special ones or enemies of his who want to take over the MGM Grand.

Imagine this when you think of Vegas in the World of the walking dead, how alive it still is even after the fall....yes it may not look its best, but the neon lights never shut down. I picture Vegas being a place where villains conquer all. And when I say Vegas being a rumor I mean nobody knew if they bombed it or not. So it turns out to be a myth, part of the unknown until you begin to hear music from a far distance and see those neon lights--- and see that vegas is still running, still partying. hookers, pimps, the crimes there are not being shut down just because of the apocalypse. the MGM Grand Garden Arena is also very huge, back in the day they used to for concerts, ufc fights you name it. Now after the fall ? They use it to trap their victims and have them fight against these special zombies.

Caden Hayes is an all-time villain. He sends his people out to kidnap, to murder. He doesn't get his hands dirty unless he has to when it comes to dealing with other people. But he isn't one to back down when it comes to fighting. he was nobody before the fall. he wasn't some police officer. wasn't a doctor, a nobody. well, maybe not a nobody... he was a professor in a college back when the world was normal. It wasn't what he had wanted in life, but it was something he was good at. knew how to keep the kids interested, knew how to make the class enjoyable. but it wasn't what he wanted. this life... being a leader, running his own territory... he lost so much... he didn't plan on losing any more. He had a wife and a child before the fall. Now it's only him. He doesn't let the loss consume him, not anymore. They aren't part of his life anymore and he doesn't shed tears for them. The old him is as dead these zombies. he has been reborn again, and he wanted more. not only to rule vegas... but to send his people out into the world. find communities and take their community, control it. kills the leaders of said community.