i'm so unwell its not even funny

LANDO???? SHIRTLESS??????? TAN??? ON AUX PLAYING OLD MAROON 5???????

he's literally the man of my dreams i need him

credits to @/norrislando_fans on insta

I uhhhh umm....

Look I had nothing better to do in class

Nayuta redraw from the latest Chainsaw Man chapter 🥲🥲 (og under the cut)

Also should I go over the sketch with pen/color in her hair or just leave it sketchy

- Are you worried?

- Is it so obvious?

- Don't get me wrong, but... Edgar is just a young boy. You put so much effort into his understanding of our idea. And now he may simply lose his sanity. You are wasting the most valuable resource - Your Time.

- Accusing me of irrationality?

- But you know...

-... absolutely nothing!

- Who you've become?..

(in case it is hard to read my writing)

So part 3 of 6 is here. Still WIP. I noticed that Edgar's clothes are different in Part 1 and Part 2, and also some elements of his attire are absent, so tomorrow I will take all 3 parts and try to correct everything! xd (my phone doesn't appreciate idea, it barely can open 2 apps at once, and here is my comic)

If looks could kill... ♥️

Photo by Ruby Bell 📸

Darren had it easy with HoJay. I bet he gains more appreciation for Jayce. Jayce had manners and held out for Hope because he knew her worth. Ryker just want to clap some cheeks. Let’s have a prayer circle for Darren.

okay hear me out even though this has probably already been done...

a Mr. & Mrs. Smith AU... with hawks..

am i right or am i right?

Pat going to an emergency secret crying session in the bathroom is way too relatable

Unprompted @mischievous-misdirection asked: This probably was an unnecessary step to the whole ordeal but Yorin felt the prince had the smallest right of knowing. Yorin doesn't expect much beyond a deeper frown than his usual fair and blaming her, nothing was ever his fault after all. "Ichiji." They find him in his office, always the busy bee. "This is a courtesy of your status: I'm pregnant and won't be keeping it. I'm sure you understand why."

He could tell someone walked into his office he just never bothered to stop putting pen to paper until they spoke. It was Yorin of course, who else would bother the prince swimming in work he made for himself?

The subject matter at hand is what stops the constant scratching of his writing hand. Ichiji seemed statue still letting those words sink in that unwanted progeny were going to be disposed of and out of a bitter taste left in his mouth does his nose crinkle up rudely when he turns in his chair. He smooths himself out quickly enough to hopefully go unnoticed, but Yorin was one of the few here now that was observant enough to catch his little 'tells' by now.

"Is that so? Then that's all well and good, a bastard child would be a burden on resources as is." And if he wanted a child, it would be planned and not come out of the fold like this one seemed to attempt to. Well, it got as far as it did developmentally and that's all the little fetus will ever achieve. Or was it a bundle of cells? He wasn't going to poke for the grisly details anyhow.

"If there isn't anything else go away, I'd prefer not to be distracted."

At least they don't call it rapture...

....for now

“So Long, London” is about them

im gonna be a mess if he actually dies okay

like Varian and Ysera's death cinematics broke my heart into pieces. Lots of tears. Even when rewatching them sometimes.

though Ysera's doesnt hit the same anymore since...she just kind of came back in shadowlands and Dragonflight.

but this...this will wreck me

{sending via anon because i can't be bothered to log into another blog atm-- but feel free to tag either @marionnettiste-de-la-mort or @rain-filled-garden u w u (and i make no excuses for this, but between meme inspo-- someone deciding to be in a mood all of a sudden-- and inspo from an old drabble, here we are lmao)}

"In many ways, you could say I'm a simple man…" The vampire's words came in a hushed sort of voice, slender fingers combing through long raven colored locks, whilst he held the smaller form closer to his own. "One who's been reduced to his base instincts… To hunt…" a ghost of nails along Souji's spine as Cyril brought his hand upward along it. "To capture…" those nails bit down lightly-- The vampire's tone gaining a touch of added depth, which though it didn't quite belong to a growl… Could still easily placed as some sense of hunger. "And keep those things which catch my eye…" A subtle pause as he trailed for a moment, sighing against skin as he nestled his face close to the ravenette's neck.

"So, mon petit chaton…" A graze of fangs near already bitten flesh, the gentle threat of adding another puncture… Or at reinserting fangs within the already present marks. "What do you think… May I keep you~?…" the question faded into a purred tone, a honeyed request from crimson stained lips… And one that likely in truth, may not have been so sweet as it seemed. But then again… If the vampire's game was to play fair, then he certainly wouldn't be asking someone who's mind was clouding. And where was the fun in that?… Especially whilst he had such a cute plaything on his lap, who seemed all too eager for more attention than what he was already being fed.

@rain-filled-garden

Cyril's words were like silk over skin. Soft and sensual, sending tremors up Souji's spine. He was still dizzy, brain hazed over from pleasure, and from feeding. He didn't know how much was taken from him. All he knew was that he had never felt like this before. He was clinging to the other, allowed to tremble in the other's arms, sighing with every stray touch.

He really was a toy to play with, moving with soft whines the way the vampire's nail grazed against his spine. A soft, breathy moan as soon as he felt that familiar pinch of fangs. Not enough for bloodletting, but it sent heat through his body regardless. Pain and pleasure had melted into one and the same long ago.

He heard the other's words, but it seemed more like a spell upon him. To hunt, to keep... He wanted... to keep Souji. His heart leaped from it, his dazed expression melting into a soft, unfocused smile.

"K-Keep... me," he whispered, hands clutching harder to Cyril, grasping the fabric. "Please... keep... keep."

@videoaux sent : “okay ,   you  being  dramatic  is  not  going  to  help  us  find  a  way  to  fix  this .” | sticky situations prompts! | accepting!

"IT IS ALL I FUCKIN' HAVE RIGHT NOW!" He blurts out in frustration, his voice glitching slightly before he takes in a deep breath, willing himself to calm down. He hadn't meant to explode at Vox, but he was just so utterly frustrated.

Having next to none of his original powers was truly taking it's toll on the once Angel....

"I'm... I'm sorry, Vox. I didn't mean to yell at ya like that," he says after a few seconds pass, his tail swishing low as he slightly bows his head to the other. "We will figure a way out of this together, yeah? What ideas do you have, 'cause I'm all out of them currently."