#for that last one teehee

[dizzybizz]

mingling memeing for today 🥰

#guys theyre so in my head i ????? helP???? #scum villian self saving system #svsss #sha hualing #liu mingyan #mingling #my art #doodle #for that last one teehee #honestly tho it could go any which way there #like... #both of them thinking biting? or kissing? shl thinking biting while lmy thinks kissing? #i kinda wanted to do full shoujo style for shl's but i went with the silly sloppy makeout instead #again IT WORKS wIT H BOTH #i was also thinking about keeping the veil for it but i didnt in the end ✋😭 #it might have been a mistake for me to learn how to draw the two of them. now there is no going back yknow. oh gods #anyways i love them and i think they could be so silly and good and aguuhhgooghgfhfghfhghghhg

[painfully-unoriginal]

PUSS IN BOOTS!!!!

i did an illustration, some screen cap studies and a fun lil dtiys type thing i found on twitter :^)

#my art #puss in boots #puss in boots the last wish #the wolf is hard 2 draw . for what reason #edited cause i decided to post the last 3 separately instead of on one canvas teehee

[bxnnie-bxwl]

some more sketches of the feral rabbit

#hes my crazy bby girl <333 #last one is a catnap reference cause i find them a little similar teehee #hes gonna commit multiple felonies <33 #art #fnaf #fnaf security breach #glamrock bonnie #evil!bonnie #fnaf au #glitch in the code webcomic

[coern-art-very-cool-and-nice]

one wish that leads to another wish that leads to another wish that leads to another w

#my art #something something butterfly effect #isat spoilers #isat #in stars and time #in stars and time spoilers #I like how the island disappearing eventually led to the king wishing to save vaugarde from the same fate- #-that eventually led to siffrin wishing to say with the party that came together to vanquish the king- #-which led to siffrin/loop wishing to give up #teehee #can you tell I didn't know how to draw the king's wish😭 #the first one was going to be a picture of a sea with the island reflected in the water #but it ended up looking more abstract which I like #the second is just dormont the house some tears and the kings hair #the third is sort of the intro cutscene #the last one is just loop #the 'wish' in each is the star(the middle of the first one. the very top of the second. the top of the third. loops head in the fourth) #stardust brush is my dearly beloved

[rise-of-thornclan]

How's it like being a parent so far thornshade :3

it is what it is

#askthornclan #one last teehee post before :) moon 2 #also thank you everyone for the b-day wishes!

[millionsblattodea]

I MADE MORE. thanku everyone forbieing soooo niceys to me in the atgs

part 1 | part 3

#dmmd #dramatical murder #aoba seragaki #sly blue #mink dmmd #clear dmmd #noiz dmmd #sei dmmd #ren dmmd #virus dmmd #trip dmmd #last one is. aoba is making the joke not in reference to sly. whole joke is he is surprised by him being there. i am aware he is not evil #doppelganger or whatevers #teehee #also the sei one is probably not something he'd say it just made me giggle a lot #blattodea posting

[alirienn]

kuronatober

#i cheated for some of these (eg i did the last 4 today. or on some days i did multiple... #but all is fair in kurona and draw. teehee #even tho they were doodles n i cheated i cant believe i actually finished one of these #when i get time i might properly draw some of the ones i rlly like #like day 3 and 23 #day 25 is based off the kurona in my 2nd fic. i have a 'design' for him n everything #day 28 is cuz i got into b//lue p//eriod #12 and 13 are au's #20 21 27 n 31 are outfits i designed for him #11 is inspired by a we//chat sticker i love to use #14 and 17 are based off merch (and my felt!) #the lighting is weird in some but im not bothered. it is what it is #anws this was fun!! yippee #blue lock #kurona ranze

[atlas-of-galaxies]

you know what they say. another day another emurui

#feat one of many scenes from the new event to make me insane #project sekai #prsk #pjsekai #emurui #rui kamishiro #emu otori #shosuke otori #keisuke otori #atlas art #btw this is not the last time i'll be drawing something for this event. i am. working on something. teehee.

[mosaickiwi]

Fall Unto Me (part two)

Got too silly. Have some more Angel!Angel and Demon!Ren cause the bot came back and wormed into my brain to post it. Part one here if you haven't read it yet hehe.

cw// religious themes

14 Days With You is an 18+ Yandere Visual Novel. MINORS DNI

The quiet cabin where Ren lived was a stone’s throw from the flowering field you found them in. The devil graciously opened his home, even guiding you around the town you now knew was called Corland Bay. Each morning when you wondered about leaving, he brought something new to pique your interest and put off your departure. The time seemed to fly by and soon you hardly spared a thought to leave.

You'd quickly grown accustomed to his constant presence over the past month. He was never far from your shoulder at any waking moment. The uneasy feeling from when you met was completely gone, replaced with a strange sense of comfort. He had only shown kindness to you, after all. To call a devil your friend was laughable, you knew. But no other word quite fit.

Still, you wondered how he had come to live outside their realm. Every time you questioned him the conversation slipped away to another topic. It must've been odd to discuss with an angel, you naturally assumed.

So you stopped bringing it up after a few days, instead choosing to inquire about the changes in the plants you so often admired. Some had begun to wither, and new buds sprouted up seemingly overnight in their place. A strange new array of flowers that Ren promised would tower over your head and his in due time.

“I think I'll like these flowers more than the others,” you told him one late afternoon. 

You were lying on the porch, your head resting against his thigh as you watched the endless rows of flora sway in the breeze. Their focus was on you, though you didn’t notice. You could feel the faint trace of constellations drawn along the bare skin of your legs. The human clothes he’d gotten for you were a little different from the robes and tunics donned by servants of heaven, but they were just as comfortable despite the lacking fabric.

“I couldn't begin to imagine why,” he mused, his tone teasing as if he already knew your answer.

You explained regardless. “You told me some will grow as tall as they can, even following the sun’s light. It’s rather interesting.”

“I’m already as tall as they'll be.” His tail flicked into your field of view, casting only a slight shadow until his face obscured your vision further. "Is a devil not as interesting as a flower to you?"

The rapidly changing sky above caught your attention before you could respond in kind. Clouds blotted out the sun, tinting the world below in a murky gray. All the signs were there. Heavy clouds, a drop in temperature, and a strange smell in the air—petrichor, it was called in the books Ren had read with you by candle light on quiet evenings. It was a change you'd been waiting for ever since learning about it.

Bursting with excitement, you rolled from their lap and darted from the safety of the covered porch, the answer you meant to give them already long forgotten. Ren followed on your heels in the dirt until you stopped.

“It's rain, isn't it?” you wondered aloud and turned back to them for confirmation.

“Humans normally stay inside when it happens, my angel. But yes. Rain.” He nodded with a smile, enamored by the way your eyes curiously sparkled before you looked away. His pale hands came up to shield your face when the first drops began to fall. 

Tiny thumps of something suddenly bounced off your hair and shoulders, seeping into your clothes. His makeshift shield seemed to be doing its job as you looked all around with wide eyes. Minuscule puddles of water and earth formed around your feet. The sea of flowers still swayed before you, though a few weaker ones fell out of sync as the rain pushed them to and fro as it pleased. You could even hear something akin to chimes when drops pattered over the roof of their home.

You spared a glance up towards the sky, quickly changing your mind with an unwelcome gasp at the spray that tickled your face. Quiet laughter came from behind and you turned to look at your companion once more, shaking off their hands.

Ren appeared unbothered by the dozens of small droplets beading down his forehead to his chin, until you reached forward to wipe them from his face. The heat of his skin stood out to you, and you let your hand linger, rubbing your thumb back and forth over the drops that kept landing on his cheek. 

A dull ache began in your back. 

You took an innocent step towards him. The light shower of rain was slowly chilling you to the bone, so it only made sense that you sought out their warmth. A warmth that felt as familiar and welcoming as your heaven. Gentle hands wound their way around your waist, guiding you back to the shelter of the porch only a few feet away. With the curtain of his fingers gone you expected another torrent to stream down your face for a brief moment. Instead, all you felt were stray drops falling from his hair.

Relief washed over you almost immediately in their embrace. Every so often you’d feel homesick like this. That sharp, almost stinging lance of pain where your wings were hidden away—yet it always faded as soon as he comforted you. You couldn’t understand why their presence brought such solace to you. 

“I’m ready to go inside,” you suddenly said.

Your gaze wandered up to Ren's unreadable blue eyes as he answered, “Are you?”

“Yes… I think so.” But you made no move to leave, instead letting your eyes follow the slow crawl of a droplet down from his cheek to the corner of his lips. Their pale pink color reminded you of the sunset that left you empty only days ago.

It was a dreaded feeling you couldn't bear to feel again.

Without even thinking about it you leaned up to kiss them for the very first time. A faint stutter of surprise to his breath, and then he kissed you back. Part of you expected it to burn, to sting, do something when you mistakenly sought out affections you knew were meant only for a bonded pair—especially from a devil of all creations. Yet there was nothing to punish you for now.

The fluttery haze to your body didn’t wane at all, only blossoming at their touch. Until a gentle nip of fangs at your bottom lip had an entirely new feeling thrumming to life in your heart. You pulled back just to breathe for a minute, running your tongue over the spot that stung in a way you belatedly realized you liked for some reason. 

Guilt and confusion battled in your heart at the thought. “Heaven will need me home soon,” you whispered, avoiding their watchful gaze for a long while as you toyed with the still damp strands of his hair.

The devil waited in silence, running one hand in an unknown pattern on your back until you managed to look upwards. “...Do you truly wish to return, my love? Won't you at least stay until the flowers bloom?” The words were desperate, but his voice resigned. As if your answer was already set in stone.

You carefully nodded at his words. Truthfully, you weren’t sure if you were even capable of leaving. It scared you more than your god's surefire chastising about the sin you'd just committed. But it has to be then, you wanted to convince yourself. Or you feared you’d break your vows and never leave him.

He accepted with a heart wrenching smile, took your hand and led you up the few steps that were slick with rain. Your fingers tightened achingly around theirs as he opened the cabin’s door.

Beneath the steady drumming of rain, you didn’t notice a bell had been faintly tolling from somewhere far above you.

#14 days with you #14dwy ren #14dwy redacted #cw religious themes #momo writing #o boi #heyyyy angelll #it's me the devil #angel!angel says feeling feelings feels bad!!! #except when it's good!!! #this was in rewrite hell sorry #the original thing was 3 parts but i cut a lot cause some bits didn't hit right in my brain #i am my own worst enemy #i mean i'm super happy with how it ends here bc ominous yearning and longing angst?? love her #if i decide to write more it'd be the absolute last one #and then infodump #or i could infodump now teehee!! shout out to the people in my askbox waiting for 4 months pls forgive meeeee

[litrallytyrus]

their dynamic (homosexual relationship) means everything 2 me

#can we talk about them forever please .?? 😇 #bc they’ve been in love since the amsterdam episode and barely anybody talks about it …. #luckily i am brave and courageous and i will carry the burden of being the one to shove them down everybody’s throats : ) #teehee fr tho #how many times do i have to say they’re in love before the producers of ted lasso get on here and tell me i’m RIGHT! #this was fun to make i should do it again #i love scrolling thru insta and seeing a picture that makes me think of them it’s so FUN!!! #sorry to my followers who don’t care about them . You will . #jan maas #richard montlaur #janchard #jan x richard #ted lasso #also is the last picture clear or am i overthinking it … #it had the caption ‘me and my bf were fighting’ or something but i got rid of it to fit the text message aesthetic #whatever YKU GET IT!!!

[temeyes]

huhu munchkadees, i'm gonna be honest with y'all but i'm really fighting my demons tonight (resisting the urge to write a one shot story for Chariot, write lore for three separate cod ocs, and create an codverse blog for said cod ocs)

#dont get me wrong!! i wanna draw my stupid cod fanart ideas ngl!! but the urge to get back to writing again!!! it's winning!!! #like the humss student in me is shaking the bars of her enclosure #she's like “bitch it's been a while you wrote anything!! now's the fucking time!!!! hello!!!!!!” #(the last time i wrote anything oc-related was i think late last year?? for my acverse crap??) #dont worry tho. i'll post that one silly 141 doodle i made earlier teehee mwah #tim rambles

[milksetters]

Another twt reqs compilation

#yes thats femstars and honkai crossover #i see what yall did w requesting tatsumi and aponia ERM #Eitherway!! #ensemble stars #enstars #ansuta #leo tsukinaga #my art #izumi sena #femstars #snufkin leo req is so cute tho #ibaleo #ibara saegusa #mamaleo #madara mikejima #tatsumi kazehaya #not gnna tag the honkai girls but izumi is elysia #leo is eden #and tatsumy aponia #and yes. last one is an iyowa reference teehee adipocere!!!!!!!!!!

[lunarharp]

things.  🖤🤍  including good omens core orufrey..lol

#witch hat tag #orufrey #me again lol #teehee back to drawing 5000 things a day. some of these were presents to me for doing CHORES too #the last one is modern au orufrey who are normal encountering real orufrey who have actual dramatic lives #if you want to know how i draw so much it's because im autistic and when im not drawing orufrey i am died. #might draw less when i have zelda we shall see

[pettyprocrastination]

Reluctant Bride

Pairing: Ellaria Sand x Baratheon!Fem! Reader (background Oberyn Martell x baratheon!fem!reader)

warnings: description of war, derogatory description of women, forced marriage, oberyn talks lowly of the reader’s appearance and status because he’s angry he has to marry in the first place, Oberyn is a dick but he gets better, (this makes it sound worse than it is lol. Just lore building with angst and sapphic yearning lmao. 

Summary: Just months after the rebellion has ended, Ellaria Sand meets her lover’s betrothed.

word count: 1k 

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Ellaria was dressed in finer clothes than you on your own wedding day. 

Orange silk embroidered with golden serpents hugged her curves and fine jewels were weaved into her hair that your betrothed seemed content to twirl with his finger as he leaned in to whisper in her ear. 

You didn’t need to be told who she was. The beautiful woman by your husband’s side, you saw it plainly in his eyes. Love and devotion that could never be found in a marriage under the sept’s roof, but rather one made by affection and passion. 

Ellaria Sand was more of Oberyn’s wife than you ever thought you would be. 

But bless the poor woman’s heart, she was frightened. 

She didn’t want to come to his wedding at first. But Oberyn has all but begged her to, laying gentle kisses up her arm until he was mumbling his plea into the crook of her neck. 

“If I will be forced to wed against my will, the least you can allow me is the pleasure of having my true love by side when I am chained to another.” 

He always has a flair for dramatics, her sweet prince. 

But Ellaria felt it, as she entered Storm’s End by his side, the judgemental stares and hushed whispers when his hand did not release hers. She knew exactly what they thought of her without ever heaving to hear their voices grind against her ears. 

“He brought his whore?”

“To his own wedding, the gal!” 

“She’s a bastard too, I heard.” 

“That’s the dornish for you, debauched dogs, every single one of them.” 

But she would not flinch at their words, she knew she was a bastard since birth, Dorne may have welcomed it but the rest of Westeros had no issue reminding her and every other sand in the world of their place. She learned it well and wore it with pride. She was the lover of the Red Viper, a child of house Uller, the gossip of tittering lords and ladies did not frighten her. 

However, the Baratheons did. 

She would be a fool not to, truly. They were the ones that started the war, plunging the realm into a year of bloodshed and horror that their eldest son charged headfirst into without a second thought. 

Strong, dutiful, dangerous. 

As she entered Storm’s End, thunder echoing against its stone walls that made their grand home resemble a shadowed cave rather than a castle, she is reminded of their words. 

Ours is the fury. 

It had been the third child, who greeted them. Dressed in all black and face somber, he looked well past his age, like a soldier returning from war rather than the young man just coming to age as he was.

“It’s a great honor to have you, my prince.”

But Stannis Baratheon had suffered a siege while his brother commanded from the battlefield, he had seen the war just the same. 

His eyes, dark and cutting like a hidden blade, fell onto Ellaria, for a moment she felt as if she had come to an execution, rather than a wedding. Stannis looked at her like an intrusion, before bowing his head. 

“My sister is eager to join our houses with this union. As are you, I am sure.” 

Oberyn’s agreeance was slick with mockery, teeth flashed in a grin that made the young man’s face go sour. 

“There is nothing I look forward to more.” 

He had yet to let go of Ellaria’s hand. 

The pair did not separate until they reached the sept, a grand building covered in tapestries of every dead saint and alive with hymns that speak of love and devotion. 

Two things seldom found between husband and wife. 

Oberyn walked to the altar alone, but his eyes caught hers  in the crowd and he smiled. Even from afar, she knew him well enough to catch the twitch of his thumb at his side. That despite his anger and dismissive arrogance he loves to wrap himself in like a silken robe, he was at a disadvantage. This was not his home and nor were these were not his people.  He was in the house of the family responsible for the death of his sister with no plan for vengeance, but a wedding he was forced into, just like his Elia.

Ellaria’s gaze is pulled from her lover as the grand door creaks open over the singing, where their king enters, face still laden with scars of the rebellion, of his conquest, escorting the bride by hand. 

Robert Baratheon was large in every way possible. His presence commanded respect. Even in his formal wear the bulk of his muscle was seen through as he walked. The hymns dulled to a soft hum at his entrance, head turning as his eyes cut into the crowd before they landed on Ellaria and she froze in her spot. 

For a moment, fear clenched her heart. 

Robert had unleashed a war upon the realm when Rhaegar took his betrothed, he plunged his siblings into starvation and rode against countless noble families that now bend the knee to him. He caved in the chest of the silver-haired dragon prince himself, severing the three headed dragon with his war hammer until there was nothing left of it’s legacy than two eggs, lost to the wind. 

And here she stood at his sister’s wedding, the proud lover of her betrothed. 

There’s a brief moment where she wondered if he was going to say something. Shout an order for her to be escorted out for being so bold to be at the union, but then a hand squeezed his and he pulled away from her gaze to yours. 

“Don’t.” Barely a whisper that only he could hear. No question nor plea, but an order. 

One the Usurper obeys without resistance. 

Ellaria had never seen you in person before. But Oberyn had painted a foul picture of you the moment your betrothal was confirmed to still be held after the rebellion. He spoke of your sneer and the way your lips puckered into a sour pout each time somebody spoke to you, your eyes were flat and empty of any emotion. 

“If it weren’t for her skirt I wouldn’t know which one I was marrying.” Oberyn jested as he lifted a goblet of wine to his lips. “Her or Stannis.” 

Ellaria watched you walk down the aisle to her lover, struck by your beauty. 

A hood sat atop your head that fell to embroidered lace covering your shoulders, her eyes found a stray curl that dangled by your face and wondered what it would feel like under her finger tips. Dark eyes flick over to her own if only for a second and she felt herself stopped once more, not with fear. 

But desire. 

You continued forward and she watched you walk down the aisle to the awaiting prince. 

A strong nose frames the soft line of your features, shoulders drawn back and head held high like a queen to be worshiped or a painting to be admired. 

You were regal. Looking more like a crowned ruler than the king by your side.

Your voice did not waver during your vows, she wondered if you were frightened. Any woman would be. To marry a man who loathed her family for a death you had no part in. 

But you didn’t let it show. Instead the promise to be a loyal wife echoed through the sept before you leaned forward and pressed your lips to Oberyn’s, who was just as stiff as you. 

As she watched the first kiss of an unwanted marriage, Ellaria’s chest filled with envy of her beloved prince. 

#ellaria sand x reader #ellaria sand x you #baratheon wife tag #oberyn martell x reader #oberyn martell x you #teehee #id like to say my fantasy/medival fics have gotten some inspiration from my poetry of desire class last semester <3 thanks professor #those annotations were torture but the poetry slapped frfr #i think i still have my book actually #one of my favorites was the vine #i just. *clenches fist* love lore and WOMEN #im proud of this but also embarassed it took me like. four hours to write 1.2k words jfc man #i like putting oberyns wife in pretty hoods and gowns hehe #also i listented to tamino like the entire time i wrote this i hope it shows #anyways its..three am now. woof

[thedeadthree]

THE SUN ON YOUR FACE ON YOUR SHOULDERS ITS GOLDEN MOUTH WHISPERING (SO IT SEEMS) YOU! YOU! YOU! — 𝐂𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐀 𝐕𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑. 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑟. (x)

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#a little warm up for starting the treat asks today and !!!!!!! in honor of season four filming day hehe i bring cy cy 🥀😌 #filming starts today teehee cant wait to lose it again hehehehee <33 #(which i am still taking btw if yall would like one !! <3) #oc: cythia vassermiller #the witcher oc #leg.ocs #leg.edits #*ocedit #*myedits #empires delight light of the flame princess in chains you’ll always be loved by meeee !!!!!! #i am slow as snails but i at LASTT finished last wish recently and i am on blood of elves now EEEEEK #at that point she’s in her planning stages of her rebellion with m/aecht and g/eso and etc HEHE #the one where she was more so REALLY just for reasons of her own that she masks as an uprising 🥀😵‍💫 #we love a girlboss girlfailure or something!! *wheeze* 💀 #there’s more to it like she poses as the knight commander there’s a confrontation that ends in the ‘death’ of that knight #in order to prevent the knowledge of her identity AND in learning her reasons for getting into things #(yk hey eat my shorts for i mean aem faked HER death but as far as cy was concerned he may have indirectly had a hand :’)) #but that’s spoilers for the fic so ill leave at that teehee <3 anyway i hope u all are well !!!!!!! #her and emmy won’t leave my head the brainworms are always brainworming ig!!!!!

[lazywriter-artist]

Trying to make the battle brother feel comfy :)

Though some people might feel a little left out-

Just need to ask the guardsman for things, they always do what ya want!

Maybe that’s not the best lesson to give the little berserker-

#when you only have an axe and your dad’s rule book as your toys smh #sunshine is the name of the lamenter and aforementioned green bean is the salamander :) #blueberry is the ultramarine UwU #no the berserker has no name yet it’s fine- #teehee I may or may not have some reference sheets coming soon #you’ll see #glad you all liked my last mini marines post lol— do expect a lot more #sorry this one is a bit messier then normal #wanted to get it out and it’s a busy day— #mini marines 40k #lil chaos spawn #warhammer 40k #wh40k #wh40k art #space marines #chaos marines #ultramarines #40k salamanders #lamenter 40k #ultramarines 40k #khorne berserker #khorne berserker 40k #lazy art