#who knowsss ........

[wishfulsketching]

A comic commission made for @nootbook of these dumb idiots having a lil fluffy moment~

[chiiyuuvv]

Okay so imagine you're talking to *insert male idols name* and it's great! You enjoy his company, he enjoys your company, it's all mutual n great n stuff but whoops!! Turns out he only started talking to you because of a bet his friends made :/ rightfully so you're pissed off and so you avoid him. But he kinda.. he kinda likes you a lot.. and so he's going to do everything in his power to win you back!

Me personally fuck that guy but since this is a ff then yeah y'all end up together ig 🙄

ALL CREDIT GOES TO @2amriize !! MWAH YOUR BRAIN

[rapidhighway]

tummy hurts 😞

[djarinova]

watch me literally finish making a whole new theme and then get really sad about leaving this ttpd theme behind :'(

[saintluil]

aw man i should totally change my blog theme it's been like 8 months <- person who will never do it

[irlkisukeurahara]

THE BYAKUYA X GIN THING WAS ENTIRELY A JOKE BEFORE. NOW?? MAYBE NOT...? IT'S LIKE ONLY HALF A JOKE NOW

[ustalav]

so be it T | 455 words another pwotr ficlet: a conversation between cyril and daeran right before he accepted his new position as Knight-Commander

“You know, I was not aware Lord Lodovka had a grandchild. I’d always thought the leaves on that family tree were rather barren.” Daeran’s voice betrays the spark of curiosity he hides behind a disinterested look at his wine glass.

“You should write to him and tell him just that, he would be overjoyed to know his efforts to conceal my existence weren’t in vain.”

“Oh, maybe I will.” He smiles and recites: “My Dearest Lord, forgive me, how could I be so unaware of your lovely grandson? You have deprived the Court of a truly interesting guest, how glad I am that my dear cousin has seen fit to elevate him to this new command. I daresay there’s not a soul in Kenabres who doesn’t know the name Cyril Lodovka now. I am thrilled to finally have a fresh face to add to my guest lists.”

Cyril chuckles, smiling into his own glass. “You may send him into a conniption. Throw in some reference to bacchanal blood-drinking feasts and the fashionability of the Undead and even the chirurgeons will struggle to mend him.”

“Oh, that does give me some ideas. A grand feast in your honor. I’ll need to make arrangements,” The Count is looking at him in that way he does, innocently amused.

Cyril is once more thankful of his incapability of blushing. He thought himself beyond such idle flirtations from young, foppish nobles. Plenty had seen him as a rebellious amusement in Brevoy, the danger of dhampirism alongside bastardy. He’d allowed himself to be used in his younger days – relished their attentions, their bodies, their blood – and then they’d become annoyances. He’d turned his attentions to alchemy and lost the fascination and yearning for a glimpse of the noble life he would never know. All he could achieve was a facsimile of it and the entitlement of young dandies and noblewomen had become grating.

And yet… this boy. He’s clever and he knows it. Beautiful and talented and all too aware of that, too. Even his complaining isn’t enough to sour Cyril entirely.

Daeran continues, looking at him through his golden lashes, “Any preferences on the libations?”

Cyril pauses, a finger to his lips as if he truly is in quiet contemplation. “The elven blood served here is suitable, as suitable as anything not directly from the source can be.” He looks directly at the Count. “Although, if it is to be a lavish affair, I’ve always been partial to aasimar.”

The Count’s eyes narrow and then he laughs and Cyril hears the performance in it. “Then so be it: an aasimar maiden, ready to be devoured. I did always believe that the centerpiece should be a talking point.”

“So be it.”

[ritz-writes]

so ive had "who needs wings when you have a boyfriend" (a heavy azi whump fic wip. sitting at 4k rn) sitting in my files for months now, but i have no idea how to continue it. so i might just upload it tomorrow and mark it as incomplete in the tags and leave it unfinished

[chmerical-a]

on a side note, i'm rewatching insidious 2 & i'm dying for a specs & tucker dynamic

[diari0deglierrori]

Oh no is the feeling of not belonging and feeling like the loneliest person on earth back or was she never even gone

[0-k-4]

love my mentally ill acquaintances and friends but now everytime anyone goes dark for a bit too long my mind immediatly goes to suicide even when they're not like suicidal or anythign. well not that i would know. maybe they really were and they're dead now

[embracedthevoid]

If it’s okay for me to ask, what was supposed to happen in the enemies to lovers marketing conference au? It’s totally ok if you don’t feel comfortable sharing, but I read the first two chapters when they were posted and havent been able to stop thinking about it and it’s driving me insane 😭 but please no pressure!! thank you for writing fics all this time we love you!!!!

Hii there! I'm not sure I want to share it but only because I might have other plans. After reworking it a bit, I've realized it might actually suit the personalities of another story featuring a certain prince (hint hint). So I think that story is still going to come eventually, just maybe not as a young royals fic.

[justanamesstuff]

what did he say in the video😭

-💗

I wfhhewbjew I need to book a rest *evil laugh*

[redlips-blooddrops-deux]

Hums a tune while adding all sorts of...odd looking ingredients to a giant smoking caludron. The content was green at first, but now it shifted to dark purple liquid. “Hmm, perhaps I could use few more crow feet~”

[soapyakships]

me and the bro just hanging out and smoochin

[kunimilktea]

Played step 1-3 dlc and doodled an incoming papa cove cause the brainrot has gotten THIS far