"You never told me where you got it - where you got all my favourite dresses."
Rhys arched a dark brow. "You never figured it out?"
I shook my head.
For a moment, he said nothing, his head dipping to study the dress.
"My mother made them."
(...)
I gazed a reverant hand down my sleeve. "I- I had no idea."
His eyes were star bright. "Long ago when I was still a boy, she made them - all your gowns. A trousseau for my future bride." His throat bobbed. "Every piece... Every piece I have ever given you to wear, she made them. For you"
Sometimes you just read something and can't help but think about the implications.
"aww how sweet his mom made all her favourite gowns how wholesome" nonono EVERY. PIECE. Ma'am please he's still a baby boy you're making a lot of assumptions about his future preferences.
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Final surprise boop attack for @yowassupitsred!!
Faeran would 100% be really obnoxious about Calamari, and would intentionally make others appreciate her boopings haha.
(Secret second boop attack to @starbiology in revenge to the april fools war because even though i didn't know if you had any characters, I think of her as your character by this point and I found this scenario hilarious in my mind)
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Class Christmas party was taking so long to start yesterday that I just started sketching lolol
@thehollowwriter @distant-velleity
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