they're 1 grape tall and sleeping inside a 🍄 house btw

Get scooped

hi Bam! So I might’ve sent you something the other day…it said it was supposedly delivered Saturday, did it ever come? Hope I’m not bothering you! Just majorly anxious over postal mishaps 😅

WREN BELOVED YES I GOT IT

I SHARED IT TO SOME DISCORDS AND SPAMMED IT TO PEOPLE SLDKGHLDSKKLDSHG I was literally yelling at @vurelly about them today and we were yelling together because, you know :D

The only pictures I have of them currently are with my very messy room in the background so I'm waiting to get somewhere I can have some classy nice lighting to give them the proper justice htey need and KLSDNGLKHDSGKLHGLKSDG

Cinnamon gift commission from @blossomblade. Art by our dear friend, SIOKUII!

ok best wolfstar headcanon GO

I just love the idea that Remus has a fixation on Sirius’ wrists

like they’re slender and delicate and dainty and slutty and pale and and and and Remus wants to BITE

it's been 35 days, and at this point it's just a repeating cycle, an endless loop of the same information being passed.

People still don't really know. Some know Icarus was there, some don't. Nobody really knows why. Nobody really knows what even happened. (Icarus does. But Icarus won't tell. Because good sons keep secrets, don't they?)

(Icarus knows, Icarus won't tell. Icarus was almost killed, but that doesn't matter. Centross died to *save them* but again, that doesn't matter. Icarus probably isn't a good enough reason; not after everything they've done, but Fable will assure them they are. This was a long time coming, they way they are now. A secret keeper, a loyal son, a murderer.)

holding each and every single one of them so gently

here's my yearly dragon art: my progens, yaari and bumble! they've been thru some stuff

" Darling, " an ever affectionate coo, always alluring. It's all she needs to say to invite him further into her office, where she sits at her desk. Though her gaze doesn't shift to him, far more occupied on a certain album that lies upon her desk.

Allowing a few moments for him to enter and likely take a seat, Evelynn turns a page, drawing a digit over one of the photos of them, pre-POP/STARS debut. " Would you happen to have more ? " her question is spoken in a small voice, as if she doesn't want to be discovered being so sentimental over memories. A pensive look then takes to her features, brows furrowing, before she finally looks up to him. " Photos, I mean. "

── 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ── MODERN VERSE

Robin often wondered if Evelynn's perfectly round puppy eyes were something she consciously made for herself, or if he was simply too fond to deny her by this point. A singular pout or huff of frustration was all it took for him to lay down his work and be at her beck and call. Usually he would grimace at such fragility but … well, the way she lit up afterwards made it a price worth paying - and seeing her now, so small and almost embarrassed to be so emotionally open? Oh how could he resist.

"Of course I do, Miss Evelynn. After all, a whole year has passed, quite a few days within a human's life. I'll begin assembling another scrapbook for you as soon as I get back to my desk, it may take a few days, however."

A soft smile graced his lips as he approached her, his expression soft as he cupped her shoulder and even went as far as to press a kiss upon the crown of her head. Robin was sure if anyone else besides himself, and Miss Akali of course, pulled this sort of stunt their head would already be rolling out the door and a cleaning crew would need to be called in. But he was special, that much he knew. He hopped up to sit on the edge of her desk and folded his legs, slender fingers extending a cigarette towards her. He was quick to ignite one for himself before offering her the flame as well. A column of smoke blew from his puckered lips, his head tilted away from her respectfully, until a broad and playful grin painted his features with mischief. His voice's natural twang betrayed his comfort and familiarity with her, a far cry from his usual way of speaking, as he discarded the silver-tongued facade used to drag so many to darkness.

"Ya know, Miss Evelynn, I could include all of the photos I have of you and our beloved KDA. Did you want me to include the one that's got Miss Akali droolin' on the couch in the background? Or perhaps the one the one where you are shooting the nastiest side eye at the sound director for MORE? I could go on - gotta lot of 'em after all~"

potential ruin spoilers!!

I wasn’t able to play ruin earlier but now i can!!!

ECLIPSE IS A SWEETIE WHAFGTWHW!!!!

hey. psst. https://archiveofourown.org/works/44441767/chapters/129839407#workskin. if you even care

!!! I had to leave like right after you sent me this but I do care!!! I care so so much!!!

they are everything to me your honor. adore the mental image of Tiergan just. completely stone faced (pun not intended but acknowledged) in a foxfire meeting and everyone around like wow...he's so serious...meanwhile internally his partner is absolutely decimating him mentally with the dirtiest thoughts and images possible

that man is Not There. their banter is so delightful. the bit about wanting to take the skirt off? snapping like this is a poetry slam

excellent wonderful superb work s, we don't deserve you <333

HOLY SHIT!!!!! AETHERS!!!!!! THE SKRUNKLIES!!!

Spot the difference

FAV SLDKJMFLDKMGFKLGMKJS

the magus archives is a podcast,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

The math just adds up!

why wear a huge ass overcoat when you can just hold your crush's hand? [ids in alt]

kinda wanna make the last panel a standee lol