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[alex-just-vibing]

they're in lesbians with eachother [picrew]

[alex-just-vibing]

Look At My Silly Guys

(top to bottom) lapiz, amma, rose, yra, quartz, ubi

[ourstaturestouchtheskies]

An Account of the First Aërial Voyage in England – Vincent Lunardi // A Pictorial Atlas of Fossil Remains – Gideon Algernon Mantell, James Parkinson, Edmund Tyrell Artis // Potorous Platyops – John Gould // Thylacinus Cynocephalus, Juvenile – Joseph Wolf // Choeropus Castanotis – John Gould // Hippotragus Leucophaeus – Joseph Smit, Joseph Wolf // Hapalotis Albipipes – John Gould // Pyrenean Ibex – Richard Lydekker, Joseph Wolf // Eastern Elk – John James Audubon // Royigerygone Insularis – Gregory Macalister Matthews, Henrik Grönvold // Sceloglaux Albifacies – John Gerrard Keulemans // Leporillus Apicalis – John Gould // Columba Migratoria – John James Audubon, J. T. Bowen // Moho Apicalis – John Gerrard Keulmans // ...Familiar Place – Lucy Dacus

for @artists-ache 💙🌹 📖

[ddivilove]

𝐍𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 | 𝐀.𝐎.

𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊 ➜ this is just a prologue!

𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 ➜ cheating / infidelity, implied sexual activity, Claude being somewhat of a close friend! , No pronouns for it's second person view!!

Standing on the altar with your fiance, you hoped this story had a happy ending. But, the God above did not listen to your wishes as you soon found yourself.

Your first memories with Anastacius were memories you'd cherish all your life. Your being was his and you couldn't be happier. Of course when you received his marriage proposal you had thought it suspicious but suspicions disappear as soon as he gave you his everything.

His schedule always had time for you and you were always in his day no matter what. But, this all changed when his brother grew closer with you.

You had found that Claude and you had similarities in interest and other sorts. You figured, and so did he, that if you two were going to see each other day by day you two might as well make do of those similarities and build a friendship.

His brother, as expected, did not approve of such. You were begging him to let you go and he'd say yes only if you did...certain things that came to mind for him.

Anastacius assumed you were wanting to be Claude as a way to earn his, Claude's, love but in truth you just wanted someone to spend time with in the lonely days whereas Anastacius refused to let you go anywhere at all.

Days when you two do go somewhere, Anastacius would act like a very affectionate lover especially around others but when the day is over he goes back to crowned prince mode. Perhaps it was part of the role, so you thought.

But then days came by and Anastacius suddenly stopped those days from ever appearing. When they do he was barely the Anastacius you had hoped and more of the cold hearted crowned prince who everyone knew. Suddenly all his affection went down the drain.

Upon asking him about it, you recall the conversation as it played in your head everytime.

"Darling, can't you stay—" "Can't you stop?" Anastacius barked back as his irritation was noticeable. "You always ask this! It's tiresome as hell. And then you wonder why I barely talk to you anymore." He growls and there was no other thing to say.

You bonded closer with Claude more than ever. In hope that....that Anastacius would notice it and come back to you. Much to your distain this was not the case as Ana grew less and less in love and more and more of a hatred towards your being.

Your feelings were already crushed but were about to be even more when Claude one day pulled you aside. "What is it?" You ask as your heart skipped a beat. He was giving the look he gave Anastacius. Pure loathing.

"Come with me." He said plainly as he dragged you along. His eyes maintained an emotionless state as he led you to Anastacius' room. The room he now used for he did not want to sleep with the likes of you anymore. Inside two voices could be heard. Moaning.

You look at Claude as he just simply reached for the doorknob, twisting it open to reveal the couple in the middle of it. A horrified gasp escaped from your mouth as you saw Anastacius. Naked. With none other than Penelope, Claude's fiancé. Claude's stare was loathing both of them as his grip on your hand grew tighter. Every inch of him was trying its hardest not to lash out and kill him right then and there.

"You-" "Me." Anastacius cut you off once more as his eyes seemed to glow with delight while his lips gave a smug smile. "I'm glad you finally came to the realization. I'm sure if Claude hadn't been the way he is you wouldn't know of course." He laughed while Penelope gave you a triumphant look. Your eyes flicker on both of them before you break away from Claude's hand and take the steps forward to reach the bed.

"You loathsome b*tch." You shriek at Penelope before your anger gets the better of you, slapping her forcefully. Leaving Anastacius to tend to her crying ass. "Let's go." You say through gritted teeth towards Claude who just simply gave a nod. Leaving the two behind was easy enough, but controlling your feelings after leaving was not.

The moment Claude and you had so much as stepped from the last step of the stairs, all the tears you had so much as locked up broke free. You collapsed and sat on the step, sobbing your eyes out while Claude sat next to you. He was not crying, no he was stronger than you both emotionally, and physically. But this didn't stop him from wrapping his arms around you and let you sob into his chest as he whispered apologies and words of comfort, in his own way of course. You had gotten so used to him comforting you that it came naturally comforting now. You two stayed like this. A while longer and you finally calm down. "How long have they been doing this?" You say as your voice still cracks. "Not sure." Claude said as his eyes refused to meet yours. He was in pain. And he'd rather not show you.

The time flew as the days grew incredibly fast and went by with incredible speed. Claude had helped you get away from the Obelian Empire until he asked to send you back for he had plans and did not want you harmed in the midst of it all. You, of course, dealt with divorce proceedings with Anastacius and divorced him right before you left. News came by later from Claude as he spoke to you about how his plans were going and what Anastacius has been up to.

Then the news of the coronation came. That meant one thing. Anastacius de Alger Obelia was dead.

Your heart sank at the thought but you shook it off. He deserved it and so much more didn't he? You convince yourself, but there was a lot of doubt behind it and pain crept close too.

Returning to the empire made you realize how much Claude had changed. His image, his reputation, his everything except one thing.

How he treated you. He was there when you arrived and immediately had shown you what you had wanted to see. Anastacius's grave was there. He had mentioned that although they had caught Anastacius they didn't catch Penelope. This didn't really stick with you that nicely as she was the one you wanted vengeance on, although it was not really that necessary Claude promised to hunt her down anyway.

You were there on his coronation watching as the nobles flattered him with fake smiles and cheers. Watching as he seemed to notice these actions as well and did not enjoy watching them.

The coronation was over and he was the new emperor. As a gift of being loyal to him, he bought you a land away from the main city. And although you had it, you stayed in the castle because it felt like...home.

Time passed and you lost the intentions of loving the man who once loved you that was now dead. After all he was gone....

Right?

TAGLIST

@chxrrylxdy , @nxccolo , @midnightknightingale , @hi-kariii

[bleach-your-panties]

I am well aware that I am not one of the "most popular" writers on the app.

I am well aware that my fics or posts may never do "numbers" like some of the "bigger" writers on the app.

But to jump in my inbox and not only compare me to a moot, but to tell me that I have no place in writing for a certain fandom? That's low.

And y'all wonder why all your fav writers keep leaving Tumblr.

It's because of shit like this.

Y'all holler at me when Tumblr stops being a fucking popularity contest. I'm done.

[f-o-and-selfship-club]

"Now this is a wonderful sight, my dear" The Gentleman Ghost looks up by his non visible head, as he sees the snow dropping down from the dark night sky. Comet looks up at the falling snow "All of this white, lovely snow. White and lovely, just like you Jim." The girl looks at Jim with a shy smile formed on her lips, leaving the ghost adjusting his monocle.

"Oh, those sweet and charming words you bring out from your adorable voice, darling~" Jim replied to her in a seductive tone. He brings his gloved hand to her chin, cupping it so that he brings her to face him. "But what even resembles this lovely snow in the night sky is your beautiful white hair against the cold." The Gentleman Ghost added, moving a strand of her white hair, his words laced with sweetness like honey.

He brings his non visible face closer to hers, which has Jim staring at her navy coloured eyes. "You have no idea my dear Comet, how lucky we are to be in love together." Jim places his free hand on her shoulder and his other moves from her chin to her neck and then to her other shoulder. Comet looks at his hands now massaging her shoulders.

Comet fidgets with her fingers nervously. Which then the cold wind blew across her face, her body shivers in the weather. Just before Gentleman Ghost notices her body getting cold. The gentlemanly spirit wraps her around his white cape like a blanket filled with soothing comfort, along with his arm pulling the woman closer to his ghostly body. Their bodies pressed together, although Jim's ghostly form appears to be cold too, after being rested in his dead grave.

"Feeling warmer now my dear? Around in my lovely cape and in my arms?" The ghost asked her, he now wraps Comet much closer to his ghostly body. "Oh, I... yes... Jim." Comet's face went flushed in pink "I am... pretty much starting to get... w-warmer... thanks to how your... wrapping me up." Jim chuckled "My, my, my dear little Comet~ Your face is now feeling a bit of... pink~ Perhaps your flustered from this, aren't you my dearest?"

She hums and nods her flustered head in response, til Comet gets more comfortable being in the presence of Gentleman Ghost. She nuzzles her cheek onto his cold chest, with her arms held onto his back.

(dividers owned by @strangergraphics)

[bright-side20]

I think the reason why Elain wasn't given enough credit in ACOSF for killing the King of Hybern has to do with her role as a spy in the next book. We know that spies should not be suspected, and by everyone giving the credit to Nesta as the King Slayer, Elain would only be seen as the soft, sweet sister who helps people in Velaris with their gardens. As a result, she'll be able to play her role as a spy successfully without anyone suspecting her. 'Housewives or secretaries, most people wouldn't look twice at them; that's why they were selected for a lot of missions.'-SJM

[lupinedreaming]

Oh my God. In the queer historical romance I’m reading, this just happened after one character gave the other head:

HELP. This is so funny 🤣

[asheanon]

Since I posted the Mer AU prompt the other day... And am generally being a goofy goober and thinking about them once more… 🥴

Here are these two again. ☀️🌙

(I'm also thinking about how I still need to make more progress on the others, too. Also x2, I need to change up the arm fin designs a bit - I had a change of heart over them, as I would! Even still, these designs are worth sharing.) 🎨💕

[alex-just-vibing]

(quartz trying to introduce herself to rose) hi im lesbian i mean i like women i mean uhhh my. my names quartz

[justabitpeculiar]

🎃👻🦇HAPPY

HALLOWEEN🦇👻🎃

Credit To Owner🎨

[ourstaturestouchtheskies]

Happy Valentine’s Day Charlotte!! Hope it’s lovely ☺️☺️

ahhhhh hello lovely Rose!! thank you so much!! 🥰🥰

I hope you have a fantastic valentine's day!

here's a vintage valentine for you! 💘💝

💘inbox valentines exchange💘

[ddivilove]

━ ❝𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐳𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫

𝐁𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.

𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞

𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭?❞

⟢ 𝐀𝐧 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. ‹𝟹

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆!

→ 𝑺𝑼𝑮𝑮𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑽𝑬 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑨𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫

❝𝐖𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞?

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝?❞

➥ 𝕻𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬

⟢ 𝖎𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

⟢ 𝖔𝐧𝐞

⟢ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ‹𝟹

→ @nxccolo , @chxrrylxdy , @hi-kariii , @midnightnightingale

♡ 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘥 ♡

[bleach-your-panties]

Interact with this post if you'd like to join a Bleach-themed Discord/RP server? (Created by me)

I'm doing some brainstorming 🤭

[f-o-and-selfship-club]

Down around the ice skating rink, there with two cats; Flickz is held onto her feline lover Katz's one paw, wrapped up in the warmth by his black gloves.

"Is this what you do during the time of this year my love? And that is, by skating around a circle of freezing ice." Katz is crossing his arms, leaning his back against a secured line carved out of ice. "Ice skating is pretty nice, Katz! I can care to show you if you like?" From there, the lilac cat offers her gloved paw for his.

With a soft chuckle coming from Katz, he smiled to her "As you wish, my dear maiden~" He now takes his paw to hers, then the other.

Flickz and Katz are now skating around and around in the circles of ice. They both dance one by one, right as Katz lifts her off her paw like feet and twirls her around in his arms. Then he puts her back down, which after the twirling, makes the lilac cat's face pink and flustered indicating blush. "Enjoying that, my dear lady?" The red feline placed his gloved paw over her shoulder. Her gaze locked to his, she only responds it with a nod to her head, and that made him chuckle.

(dividers owned by @samspenandsword)

[ask-the-apple-gang]

also ooc do you have like picrews or smth of reference as to what everyone looks like. because I could draw them if u want :] /nf

ill get around to drawing them sometime i prommy but for now-

picrews!

Amma:

Lapiz:

Yra:

Quartz:

And Ubi!:

Plus I made them all in this one a while ago but my perception of them is always changing lmao:

sum new ones 2

rossseeee!

quartz

amma <3

yra