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Lloyd moodboard bc I love himmmm

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I really need to start editing tmbs again but it just takes forever bc I have to pirate it 🥀🥀

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*me, plucking my eyebrows*: it takes pain to become such a diva

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IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME

I SHOULD HAVE BEEN THE ONE MISTER BENEDICT ADOPTED.

I WANT TO BE THE ONE TO GO IN HIS OFFICE AFTER A BAD DREAM AND DRINK TEA AND TALK ABOUT RANDOM THINGS WITH HIM ON THE FLOOR

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why is the Ninjago community so good at art bro it makes me look like I clutch my stylus like a five year old

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so I felt goofy and I drew a thing. Idk I haven’t done digital art in YEARS so umm it’s bad but whatever. Here’s my silly Ninjago oc I guess idk how to shade or render at all ok

ummm ask me abt her if u want, idk I love her with all my heart <3

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what possessed me to make this

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been thinking about all these characters again because my brain has been desperate for a bit of whimsy lately

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I've some people post their edits here on tumblr, so here's one I made a little while ago. Thought all you tmbs peoples would enjoy!

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”you look so happy!” Thanks! I don’t cry myself to sleep anymore :)

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do you guys ever just stare at your own eyes in the mirror for extended periods of time? No? Just me? Okay.

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got my blood drawn for the first time today and I legitimately felt like i was gonna pass out. which is normal ig but it was just because i could feel the blood draining from my brain, not bc of the needle. I didn't even know the nurse had pricked me at first bc i couldn't feel it. Anyway now i can describe how it feels to pass out from bloodloss so that's good i guess.

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⁀➴ A Vacant Bed

I've had this little scenario bouncing around in my head today so I thought I might as well write it down.

pairing: peter pevensie x reader

It was dark within the walls of Cair Paravel, the halls terribly quiet, save for the crackling of a few still-burning torches. The moonlight shone on the ocean waves below.

Most every member of the castle staff had gone to bed hours ago, after supper had been cleaned up and their kings and queens had retired to their quarters. All were accounted for except one.

Peter, who had left the dining hall the moment his plate was cleared, sat hard at work in his study. He had been pouring over the same trade documents that entire morning and afternoon, and even now after the sun had long slipped down the horizon.

"I'll come to bed a moment," He'd told you when you'd come to check on him after supper. He'd left so quickly, he forgot his dessert.

You left him with a kiss on the cheek, and gone down the hall to your quarters. You knew he would most definitely not be done in "a moment", but you figured he would be there soon enough. After all, he had been working on those documents the entire day, surely he would be nearly finished.

The hours flew by and Peter remained engrossed in his work, the only sounds in his study being the scratching of his quill and the quiet waves of the ocean nearby. He often kept the window in his study cracked to let the cool breeze in. It helped to keep his mind clear.

The only light that illuminated the room was from a couple candles, flickering from the breeze the window let in. Peter's crown sat next to one, long forgotten.

He sat with one hand in his hair, holding it out of his face. His other hand wrote with quite a bit of speed but much less accuracy. He already had to scrap the paper he'd been working on twice. He was growing weary.

He all but jumped as the door to his study creaked open, ripping him from his thoughts. He lifted his head quickly and peered through the darkness behind his chair.

There you stood in the doorway, clutching a chamberstick.

"Goodness, darling." Peter spoke as you approached, squinting at you in the dim light. "What are you doing up?"

You stepped over and stood next to his chair, a slight frown on your lips. "I couldn't sleep." You murmured. Your hair was a bit messy and you were dressed only in your silk nightgown. How lovely you looked.

Peter sighed softly through his nose and relaxed a fraction in his chair. "Couldn't sleep..." He murmured, barely audible even to himself. He looked up at you again. "It's much too late for you to be wandering around the castle, dearest. Would you like some tea to help you sleep?" He asked. Poor thing, you looked tired. It seemed you had been up just as long as him.

You shook your head slightly, and set your chamberstick down on top of his papers. "Please come to bed, Peter." You said softly. You always had a difficult time sleeping when he wasn't there.

Peter sighed through his nose once more and ran a hand through his hair. He glanced at his papers on his desk, his eyes blank. "I can't, darling, I've got to finish this." He said, gesturing vaguely to the work strewn across his desk.

"Finish it tomorrow." You said, your voice a bit rough from lack of sleep. You glanced at the papers just as he had, shifting on your feet.

"I'd rather finish it now..." He said, chewing on his lip as he thought.

You sighed and stepped closer, reaching out a hand to run it through the little locks of hair at the back of his neck. "You're tired." You murmured, rubbing your thumb gently into the base of his skull.

He exhaled deeply and let his shoulders drop slightly. His eyes fluttered shut as you worked out the tension in his neck. It felt like heaven, even if your hands were rather cold. "I'm alright." He mumbled half-heartedly. "I just need another half hour." He'd been waking up early and going to bed late the past few weeks and it was weighing on him.

He opened his eyes to gaze idly at the floor, and he noticed how your feet were bare. He frowned.

"Goodness, angel, you'll freeze with no socks on." He said, sitting up straighter in his chair. His study was rather frigid, and the rest of the castle wasn't nearly as warm as your quarters. He gently took your hand in his, rubbing his thumb over the back. "Please, go back to bed. I'll be in soon."

You only tilted your head, giving him a chiding look. You knew full well that he wouldn't come to bed anytime soon.

"Come to bed with me?" You asked, your eyes very soft and pleading. You really were rather cold standing there in nothing but your nightgown, and your patience was wearing thin. You were both very tired.

Peter looked up at you a moment, his eyes equally soft. The hair around his forehead was mussed and unruly from how many times he had run his hands through it, and his eyes had deep circles beneath them. He was quiet, turning over the prospect in his mind slowly.

"Please?" You asked, your voice nearly a whisper.

He met your eyes and let out a breath. "Alright." He resigned, and stood up. He blew out the candles on his desk and took the chamberstick in one hand, lacing his fingers with yours in the other. He would finish his work tomorrow.

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sleeping for 8 hours is not enough i need to go comatose for a week

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i hate quotev nowadays because WHY did it let me write another 1,000 words for my fic, let me SAVE IT TWICE and then delete the whole thing.

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i’m a big Nathaniel/Dr Curtain fan i’d loooove a mood board for him if you’re willing

oooh I love him!! Here's a moodboard for our favorite Dr. Curtain

thanks for the request! I really like how this one turned out

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i lowkey have to urge to finish a christmas tmbs fic that's been sitting in a google doc for like a year. in freaking july. can you tell im tired of summer