asoryuu ballroom comic thingy that i drew ^_^

BAD SANSUARY // [14] tears for owl-bones's event !

"...Killer, it just looks like I have running mascara."

"it's such a look though."

messy kisses and post-nuzzles

"A Night Out" Page 18

Maul: *looking at the view* wow, it’s so beautiful!

Obi-Wan: *looking at Maul* yes. yes, it is.

What can I say? They're my favorite.

I know i’m late but, here’s another drawing for

@seemoreseymoursbay

Day two: Romantic Relationship

Prompt: Wonder Wharf

Louise / Millie

I speedran this drawing, but they’re my Favorites Ever so i hope i did them justice!

Close ups below cut

Your Majesty | Next

Week two of keenswimmers2023

Prompt: Royalty/Guardian.

Uhm...I couldn’t let go of last week just yet-

But it is Guardian, in a way-

Uhm...you thought his wings are okay? Nope.

TRAUMA BABY!

Well...Sorry (not at all sorry) for doing this but I won’t stop...I love this AU. But I need a name-

Anyways, share more headcanons on it, I love it. And make them deep.

But this isn’t the canon pic for this AU. You wanna see it? Are you sure? Okay...

BOOM-

Ohhh wait? You thought they both survive? Nahhhhhhhhh.

Yep my love dies. Sorryyyyy. 🫶

Yep he watches over her, even after his death.

Wanna know how he died? Well I haven’t decided yet. But definitely in a way to protect her. He probably tried to rescue her even after their big fight but she thought she could do it alone (she couldn’t) and he saved her, wich costs his life.

Uhm and just random close ups-

Your welcome 👀

Okay yeah...I know I am weird-

im being sentimental again but i think one of the most beautiful things to live for are those moments that explicitely and suddenly show you that you have healed and grown from something. like the day i first cried in front of a friend without feeling entirely nauseas about it and i had the really sudden and random thought that my twelve year old self would be horrified and digusted by my current self. and i had no idea when that happened, at what point i stopped being twelve and scared and started instead just letting myself feel things. it's proof i finally learnt to let people in even if i have no recollection of opening the door. and as a child reading books, i thought romantic love was the best thing that could ever happen to a person, and as a teenager with failing friendships, that dream of being saved by The Love of My Life kept me afloat. but last night i went on a date and yeah it went well, but also when i came home my two flatmates were waiting giggling in my bed like children and we all squeezed in so they could find out every silly detail, and i thought that love was just as beautiful as anything id conjured in my head. like just having those moments in life where you realise you are so different to how you once were, in ways that would both enthrall and horrify your younger self. having proof that you have grown. you have healed. you are making a life that's beautiful

KABSJDHS MERA WOMANIZER AZUL X MANEATER READER IS SO FUCKING FUNNY TO ME U HAVE NO IDEA

like. reader "accidentally" lettimg a kiss mark or hickey show when around azul to mock him (maybe w an open collar) , , , while letting little comments slip about how /frigid/ Azul seems, noting that he feels so /wound up/ when speaking to them... im Screaming

the tweels (who know Very well how reader is) are just on the sidelines with smiles on their faces (well. jade has a somewhat polite smile, but a hint of teeth flashes when reader tugs their collar when remarking that the room feels so /stuffy/. floyd is just full on grinning like the bastard he is :)))

LOL YES OMG reader and Azul think they're All That, but it's actually just clown to clown communication. T_T the tweels are greatly amused with how you and Azul viciously poke and prod at one another, your teasing seeming sensual on some levels and other times it's just downright petty. Azul could lie and say he hates you, but truthfully he can't stay away from you. You're as addicting as you are annoying. Stop talking; he wants your lips all over him!!!! >:(

It's so funny because when you do undress and Azul sees all of the marks left from either twin (or both) he really shouldn't be surprised. But because he's greedy to a fault and highly competitive, he feels the need to prove something and so he wants to be the one to mark you the most. He's desperate, but then he's not so desperate as to take you in his mer form and cheat using the suckers on his tentacles. One of these days, though. <3 he may not be one for keeping promises, but there are some that are unbreakable.

translating them my damn self

Felt. Compelled (to take a break and revisit some sketches 🫡)

The second pic is an older sketch, the rest are all part of the same sketchdump! And. I think it shows. How resting is always on my mind w them LMFAOO the curled up poses are damn near identical........ 🧍

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I am sat here, at... Just gone 5am... feeling all tired and stressed because I've got so much going on both in relation to university over the coming weeks (with my last deadline for this year being 10th/11th December) so I'm not sure how frequently I'm going to be able to actually write or anything in the meantime!

And, in the realisation that yesterday was Wednesday, I'm going to share what may possibly be my last WIP until after uni has died down for the year 💛 I'll obviously be on here still, just not so much on a creative capacity.

I'm not sure if I've posted this snippet before, no doubt I probably have, but pfft. Too tired to check. Wanna share it anyway. I've been sitting on it for a while, but nonetheless I love it (even if this version has been edited a teensy little bit to remove references to a future plot point for The Perfect Storm!)

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“It looks wonderful out here tonight...” Elyse whispered, hands gripping onto the wooden railing of the balcony as she stared up at the skies with awe across her features. “I spent most of my life hearing from my mother just how beautiful the Skyrim night sky was. I’ve lived here for about four years now, and every time I look up at night and there are no clouds, it’s just as incredible as the first time I saw it.”

Balgruuf nodded at her observation, though in all fairness, he was looking at a different sight entirely. He was too busy looking at her... The way in which her hair had fallen loose from behind the ear closest to him, which had him wanting to tuck it back to where it had been. The sparkle in her eyes as she took in the sight of the aurora. The slight flush across her cheeks from the wine.

Divines, she was... Beautiful. Moreso than the night sky. And just looking at her as she was made him feel... something. Something he hadn’t felt in a long time.

Elyse let out a quiet sigh, then slowly moved to lean against him. It took him aback for a moment, though it didn’t take him long to move his arm to behind her back.

He could envision spending the rest if his life like this. With her.

He also couldn’t help but move his other hand just to tuck that stay strand of hair back to behind her ear before long, though his hand lingered as she turned to look at him. Knuckles lightly brushed against the skin of her cheek, trailed across her jaw, and even with that slight motion, he could feel the warmth radiating off her. He didn’t notice her own hand reach up to his until their fingers touched, but rather than pull him away, she took his hand into her own.

There were far too many words which he wanted to say. Needed to. But little noise came from him as he opened his mouth – all he managed was a whisper of her name.

In an action which was perhaps more succinct than his attempt at vocalising his thoughts and emotions, he tilted his head down so that their foreheads were touching, lips barely an inch apart as the hand which was being held by hers broke free from her warmth and came to rest on her waist. She was the one who closed the distance though, the faintest taste of the wine from earlier lingering on her lips.

Dr3 can you explain to me what happened to 7y!Dream in the matter of romantic relationships??? I'm confused on so many levels, with who he had these previous "romantic" relationships, and at what age? How did his partners treat him, since he has this obsession to be owned by someone (talking about the DNB scenario you talked about)??? And what exactly did Wilbur do to Dream that he is doing all this to give Wilbur the world???

Well. The long answer gets...complicated.

The shorter answer goes a little like this. 7y!Dream doesn't remember the house in which he grew up. His life, as far as he's concerned, begins in fire and brimstone and hair cropped short, in following the orders of men several times his age who never saw him as anything more than cannon fodder. They said that he would die for a country he hardly knew the goddamn name of (he would never go to its capitol; he knew the razed villages on its borders all too well) and the words had always bore the certainty of a promise. Dream will never remember a time before his name and honor and duty and life were not beholden to someone else entirely; he will never remember a version of himself that isn't owed to another person.

As far as 7y!dream is concerned, there was never actually a part of himself that was was. Off-limits. It takes a while for people to realize that.

Alright I don't know how to preface this so I'll just say it

Rarepair: Gordon Freeman (Half Life) and Stanley Parable (The Stanley Parable)