#I LOVE HER SO MUCHHHHH

[heckblade]

🥹 (via izzy’s IG)

bonus: beardsley ready to call the paramedics in case of surprise labor

[aumerl]

Untitled (1971) by Nancy Grossman. Wood, leather and mixed media.

[lonelypoe]

MY GIRLLLLL! I adore you ❤️

[100frogsinatrenchcoat]

MY WIFE 🩷🩷🩷

[leafn0t]

Karin <3

[seeminglyseph]

Also also I will call Queen Amangeaux, Our Lady of Bad Decisions, but it is purely affectionate. I love an impulsive, impetuous, and naive adventurer. she makes bad choices because she’s prideful and vivacious and flawed and amazing. I love a flawed character and Amangeaux is definitely flawed but I am *delighted by every fucking second of it*. She’s beauty, she’s grace, she’s angry and French and her husband died and no one respects her and she’s tired of your shit so she wants to be a little catty and a little dangerous and she wants to be involved and she wants to be part of the team and she wants to do some assassinations with the party. I. Love. Her. You cannot have a story without conflict, I write my characters to make bad decisions constantly. I love a lady who is committed to being a part of her own destiny even if it means fucking it up. I have nothing but respect for Our Lady of Bad Decisions. I love the decision to make her so flawed.

[pinkuniform]

[moomin279]

maggie smith died on my birthday what the fuck

[jaguarys]

And if I said Cere Junda is one of the best written SW characters

[teitomonogatari]

INKARMAT BIRTHDAY TOMORROW SOBBING THROWING UP SCREAMING BITING

[pinkmoonmp3]

megan in texas via instagram

[m0chiiqwq]

Helloo

I'm kinda new to this whole thing BUUUT:

This is my ghost OC!

Wanted to just..share her with the world :>

[they-might-be-ultramen]

Sissel being sweet and cuddly ❤️❤️❤️

[sm-writes-chaos]

Finally I've gotten to write Miss. Marmel's backstory! (click for better quality)

Transgender queen! Funnily enough when I was writing the very first draft of chapter one I called her Miss. Marmalade because I couldn't think of anything else, then I shortened it to marmel 'cause I didn't want to type out marmelade every time.

Words from image typed out under the cut

“My name isn’t really Miss. Marmel.”

Norah’s eyes widened and she leaned in closer. She waited for Miss. Marmel to continue.

“I’m not the best at coming up with fake names, so I just said Marmel. Like marmalade.” She chuckled a little.

Norah chimed in, “so why’d you have to come up with a fake name?”

“The reason I came here is because I was running away from my family.”

Norah nodded, “right you mentioned that they were bad.”

“I’m part of the Springbane family. You probably don’t know them but they're quite well known in Westwend. Mostly because of their wealth. My family is very strict and we were all expected to act certain ways and do certain things. They didn’t think becoming a jam seller would be very profitable. They didn’t approve of many of the things I did, including being a girl.”

Norah looked confused, “why wouldn’t they like you being a girl?”

“Because I wasn’t born one.”

Norah looked confused for a moment more before she seemed to get it.

“You were born male?”

“Yes, but I knew in my heart that I was a female. I tried to hide it from them, I had this one friend and she was the best person I’d ever met. She accepted me and lended me her clothes so I could dress up.” Miss. Marmel looked at the ceiling again but with a smile.

“One day my parents saw me wearing one of her dresses and everything went downhill from there. They made me train for the family business for years. As soon as I turned 18 I had saved enough money to buy a little house of my own. They still tormented me and since they had so much influence others in Westwend turned on me too. I never saw my friend again, I don’t know what happened to her. Eventually I couldn’t take the stares and comments anymore so I packed up and left for here. I know the people here wouldn’t accept me either but at least they don’t know.”

Norah took a moment to take it all in, and hugged her.

“You’ll always be Miss. Marmel to me.”

[thegaygorgon]

i’m thinking. About yaz again

[pwurrz]

“a cat rolling on their back when they see you is their way of saying hello. their stomach is a very vital area so if they show you their stomach it means they trust you and feel safe around you”

my pretty girl 🥺🥺🥺