#Poppy is a maid

[krasytoonz]

Hello, i found a beautiful poppy wile taking a walk and i taught for myself.... what if I give it to Poppy. I think I would be fun to see Poppy with a poppy. :)

Poppy and a bunch of poppies

[thecluelessdoctor]

i got bored and decided to draw Hanabee in @krasytoonz 's royal AU lol.

Hanabee would most likely be a ex-royal guard, and now just a blacksmith that works for the king. She would also probably train the newer royal guard members when she could. Possibly Eddie's trainer???

She is said to have the finest blades in the kingdom of home. She might not be the brightest, but she knows her craft well.

she isn't loyal to the kingdom, but she isn't with the rebellion either. She will give her blades to who ever may need them (she's a good judge of that) orrrr they have the money lmAo.

She absolutely HATES Julie and Sally. The duo have probably stolen from her which just doesnt fly with her. Those blades take a lot of time to make, she doesn't want some... thieves taking them!! (Though every once in a while she will give a blade for free. Normally to someone with out much defenses)

She has only met howdy a few times. They are both unaware that they are related. She met howdy once when he attempted to buy a sword (all of them were too big for his noodle arms lmao) and a few times at the tavern he seemingly works at. She overheard him convincing the towns folk and.. she just doesn't care anymore.

She lost both her arms, wing, and a eye when she was in the royal guard which is why she was forced to retire. She always avoids answering when asked..

She is fairly close to Eddie (possibly because she could be his teacher wew) and often times will sword play with him when they both have the time. She is also the kingdoms number one (and only one) Royal adviser and Eddie shipper lmao.

The only times she has talked to the royal adviser was when the royal adviser was ordering swords for the royal guard. She gets a little grumpy when she finds out the guards have broken her swords, but she obliges.

She has only spoken to the king once, when she was told to become the royal blacksmith. That was the only time.

Now, she has spoken to the royal jester many times! Barnaby tends to come in just to talk. She doesn't mind it really, she enjoys the company. It's not often someone other than Eddie comes in to talk. As long as Barnaby doesn't try stealing anything or tampering with her work she's ok!

She has met the royal maid only a few times. Really only bumping into her when she's delivering the swords. She pity's the poor maid.

Ye :D

[kirbyderb]

Cute Dogday x Catnap ship fanart

Is this the SleepyDay you all wanted (/j) (/lh)

[sadly-never-after]

Please tell me at least someone here can see my vision. I’ve been killing myself cropping this.

(Also feel free to ask me about my vision as well)

[karmathenightowl]

Here are some npcs from the early episodes of Steeplechase I drew from last year!

[ibelongtotheclassics]

Sharing some of my childhood + present anime & studio ghibli OTPs

*uwu* they're so precious for meee 💖🎬🇯🇵

< PART 1 / on-going list >

[blairefrances]

I have nothing else to post here, but here is my Fundamental Paper Education Cast Meme!:

Oliver: Randy Cunningham (Randy Cunningham 9th Grade Ninja)

Zip: Cold Finger (SheZow)

Edward: Christopher Pierre (Ghost and Pals)

Petunia: Yonaka Kurai (Mogeko Castle)

Lizzy: Knives Chau (Scott Pilgrim)

Kevin: Sunny (Omori)

Cubbie: Kanna Kamui (Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid)

Robby: Melodii (Scratchin' Melodii)

Riley: Chimbley Sweep (Law of Talos)

Ruby: Annie (Skullgirls)

Skell: Tomoko Kuroki (WataMote)

Claire: Madoka Kaname (Puella Cure Madoka Magica)

Engel: Homura Akemi (Puella Cure Madoka Magica)

Bubble: Issac (The Binding of Issac)

Lana: Kim Possible (Kim Possible)

Abbie: Basil (Omori)

Now for the Teachers!:

Miss Thavel: Baldi (Baldi's Basics)

Miss Circle: Mr Sys (You Cannot Beat Us Nintendo Commercial)

Miss Bloom: KinitoPet (KinitoPet)

Miss Emily: Mirabelle (In Stars and Time)

Miss Grace: Jackie Chu (Sml)

Mister Demi: Dr D Light (It's Not Me It's my Basement)

Miss Sasha: Miss Delight (Poppy Playtime)

And last but not least.....

Princess Δlice: Theresa Fowler (Randy Cunningham 9th Grade Ninja)

[xasteriiaaaax]

Maid DogDay (this is a redraw version and the original one is from devil_good60910 on Twitter)

[my-name-is-bunnyfoxy]

Warning: cursed

Ah yes, instead of working on stuff like 12 years of TMNT 2012 or drawing something actually good or try and work on an animation I have in the works, instead I draw this.

How wonderful!/j

This was for a DTYIS on Twitter.

Original pic:

Forgive me my dear children...

[v41entine]

🏵️🫶

[iciwelcome-home]

Rumor(s) on Rich!Wally Darling...

In my Welcome Home AU; Welcome Mansion, many new reporters, journalists, informants, etc always tries to get to Rich!Wally to get anything to make BIG news or in most cases with competitions; expose the bad images to take him down. However, no one succeeded so far... All they hear (or made up) are rumors about him and his family (who are ever alive). However, thankfully, most wants to find out the truth to see what’s true or what’s not. But with so many rumors, it’s hard to figure out when Wally Darling refuse to speak with anyone about it. Like...

Are the Darling Family added harmful ingredients in the hair products?

Were Wally's parents were accidentally killed murdered?

Is Wally Darling treating everyone respectfully or cruelty?

Are the servants being brainwashed?

Is Wally using illegal stuff to get what he wants?

Or... did Wally's great grandpa made a pact with the devil to get rich?

...No one knows, especially when this Wally never gets close to anyone. But that kinda change when he encounters a poor person/commoner...

Eric (or Y/N 😀) just witness someone picked pocketing Wally's wallet and he/they manage to get the wallet back to Wally which leads to given Eric a job as a butler (or maid, depending on Y/N) which leads to him/them regretting being one after Wally's selfish and rude behavior towards others.

So many rumors were soon added... That when those would lead both Journalist!Julie and Reporter!Frank to do what they could get the truth, REAL truth about Wally Darling, sadly... it's a lot harder than they thought.

PS. First drawing Barnaby, Poppy and Frank! (I will try to draw out Eddie and Howdy soon.)

[krasytoonz]

I wonder where Frank could be!

[the1trueanon]

thinking about Frank and Eddie's wedding -w-

[lilithpleasant]

[ceoofglytchell]

Bittersweet

Summary: A few days after Rooks Rest Aegon awakes craving for comfort, hoping to find his mother at his bedside to soothe his pain, but he finds you caring for him instead.

Pairing: Aegon II Targaryen x Maid!Reader

Word count: 1603 words

Warnings: fluff, hurt/comfort (a little), talks of Aegon’s injuries, mild thoughts of wanting to die, no mention of Y/N

Notes: My first fanfic yayyyyy 🥳💛 Feedback and criticism is always appreciated! English is not my native language btw.

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Aegon awoke to the faint chime of birds, the distant tolling of bells on the hour, and footsteps on the cold stone floor of the Red Keep, which sounded very close to where he was laying in his bed. His fingers twitched in the direction he could hear the footsteps and he blinked his eyes open, but all he saw at first was blurry and dark. However, it was only his right eye that he could see out of, his left eye instead was crusted over and would not even open no matter how hard he tried.

A cold breeze brushed his bare shoulder, which was half wrapped in bandages, and another faint rustle sounded to his left. The king tried to turn his head in that direction to see who the person was in his chambers while he was still overcome by sleep and weakened by his injuries, but as soon as the left side of his face hit the pillow he winced and a whimper of pain escaped him. His wounds were still fresh, too fresh to move in any way without causing him pain.

A whisper - or was it just a muffled voice? - sounded from right next to him and he blinked again, hoping that his good eye would finally adjust to the surroundings and the light and he could finally catch a glimpse of the person bustling around beside him.

Aegon wondered who it was that was coming to visit him. Part of him wanted it to be his mother. He wished to see her face, to see her finally look at him with something other than contempt and disgust, but with the motherly care he had always longed for but never received. However, the small rational part of him already said that it was probably one of the maesters, changing his bandages or giving him more Milk of the Poppy.

What he had not expected, however, was to see someone he had never seen before, a new face - you.

Dressed in the dark, simple robes of a maid, with long, wavy hair flowing down your shoulders, you stood bent over a table, reading the text that Maester Orwyle had written about the king's injuries. Even just standing there and reading, with the rays of sunlight falling into the chambers through the open windows of the balcony caressing your face, you were breathtaking. If he didn't know better, he would think you were a spitting image of the Maiden.

"Water...please," he croaked, his throat so dry he thought he was going to choke. He just wished that everything would go back to how it was.

Your gaze immediately turned to him and an expression of compassion appeared on your delicate face. You had known him for years, watching him from afar and dreaming about him. You had seen him avoid his sister-wife, sneak out into the city to have fun with whores and drown himself in alcohol, while you hoped that his amethyst colored eyes would fall on you one day. That dream had now come true...but at what cost?

"Of course, Your Grace. One moment." Your voice was sweet as honey and as soft as a blanket he wanted to hide under. With his vision still slightly cloudy, the wounded king watched as you quickly hurried to a small table and returned with a small cup that he recognized as it was how he had been given his medicine for the past few days, but he was grateful for it as the pain of his burns would otherwise become unbearable. One wrong move and he would be doubled over in pain again, crying out for help.

"Here, slowly." You carefully brought the small cup of water to his lips as you leaned down towards him and he took the opportunity to get a better look at you, while letting the cold liquid soothe the dryness in his throat.

Aegon would never have thought a mere servant could be so pretty. He had seen beautiful ladies of noble birth, beautiful dancers and sometimes beautiful whores, but you were nothing like that and yet you made his heart beat faster. Who were you?

As you let the cup sink again and then placed it on his nightstand next to the bed, you gave him the hint of a smile. Before, he wouldn't have noticed, his gaze would have remained on other parts of your body that would have made his thoughts circle, but now after everything that had happened, he began to pay attention to little things. He hadn't seen his brother's betrayal coming due to his ignorance and his blind trust in his close blood. That would not happen a second time.

"How are you this morning?" the maid asked him in a gentle voice before you sat down in the chair that was next to his left side of the bed and examined him with curious eyes. He found that he liked your gaze and the way you spoke. If only you had met before all this... before he became a burnt and disgusting cripple.

A slight chuckle escaped him at your question, but it immediately turned into another coughing fit, which made his chest burn and he felt as if he were on fire again, when the wounds were already healing. In fact, a scab was slowly starting to form, but with it came the pus and the itching, and he was certainly not looking forward to that. No, actually he would rather die. Anything was better than this.

"According to the circumstances," he finally answered you, whereupon your brows furrowed in confusion.

"What does that mean?"

By the gods, you were so gentle, soft-spoken, and patient as you looked at him with those big doe eyes of yours, waiting for him to tell you how he truly felt. You would probably jump up and go fetch the maesters if he even hinted that he was in any pain. If only you had met him earlier, before all this.

"What do you think?" He probably sounded a little too dismissive, as your gaze left him for a split second and you looked instead at your lap, which was covered by a dirty brown apron tied around your waist. You would be better off not to deal with him or being here to tend to him. He didn't deserve your gentle hands and kind smile, even if he craved it and the comfort that came with it.

"I think you are not well, my king. I think you are in pain," you finally answered him, running your palms over your knees as if they were clammy with nervousness. But why should you be nervous? Had he given you any reason to be? Aegon had rarely felt so conflicted, because on the one hand he wanted you to leave and never come back so that the Stranger's shadow would not fall over you and your family - if you had one - but at the same time he wanted to be closer to you, to feel your warmth and to feel how you cared for him.

How soft your skin would be if he ran his hands over it, your lips... he was loosing himself in you and he couldn't do anything about it. Well, he had nothing better to do anyway in the state he was in.

"Yes... Yes, I am in pain."

"Should I get Maester Orwyle?" you asked, already jumping up to your feet, ready to run out of the room to get help. You were too good for this world, it seemed.

"No!" Aegon tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through his side, forcing him to fall back onto his pillows, gasping and whimpering. "No maesters, please... just you."

You blinked in confusion and looked at him for a moment like a lost puppy - or like Sunfyre when he wanted to cuddle - your hand already hovering over the bronze doorknob, but instead of leaving, you listened to him and came back. Aegon had expected you to sit back down on the chair, but certainly not that you would sit down next to him on the bed and brush a silver strand of hair from his forehead. The contact of your fingertips on his pale skin caused any tension to leave his body and his eyelids fluttered at the gentle contact. You were so perfect it was unnatural. Were you even real? Or were you just a fragment of his imagination? He knew naught and perhaps he did not even wish to find out either.

The mattress was soft as you settled down next to him. You didn't lie down, because that would certainly be crossing a line, but you sat by his side and looked down at his weak form. He looked so helpless. Helpless, vulnerable and... somehow also very lonely and sad. You didn't want him to be sad and in any kind of pain, no, it was his smile that you wanted to see, but this time it would be directed at you. Perhaps you wouldn't see it today, let alone tomorrow or next week, but someday. Some day he would smile at you honestly and happily and you would return it. But for that to happen, his wounds would have to heal and the war would have to be won - or he would have to flee to some other place instead where things would be better. You wished that for him, genuinely.

"Shhh, don't worry. I will take care of you, Aegon."

His hand found yours and the corners of his lips twitched into a small, grateful smile. Perhaps all of this was not so bad.

How bittersweet life could be sometimes.

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[aashi-heartfilia]

What MaoMao feels for Jinshi...

(Vol 5 epilogue discussion)

Love, duh. She wouldn't let just anyone choke her to death. Isn't it obvious? She just doesn't realise it yet because of her repressed emotions. I've seen a lot of bad takes and people hating on the Vol 5 epilogue, saying it's one heck of a disaster but honestly, it's not. Here's why:

I think it does a very good job of humanizing Jinshi, the imperial brother. Before this point, we were always given a picture perfect image of Jinshi, in his most angelic form...but after seeing this, it looks like he's very much capable of murder, lol. No seriously!

Previously, Jinshi was always all sunshine and roses and this is the first time we see a pinnacle of his anger and frustration taking a form.

Honestly, anyone would be angry. Jinshi has done so much for MaoMao and almost everyone close to him knows that he has eyes on her and only her from pretty early on in the series and only MaoMao is the one person who seems to be in the dark. Or more precisely pretending to be in the dark.

She is literally running away from her own feelings and that's what made Jinshi so frustrated.

It was the same thing in the 'Frogging chapter' (yeah, that's what we're calling it). She was "playing the role of an ignorant maid who's in the dark as to what her supiriors are upto". Jinshi was trying to tell MaoMao that he is the imperial brother and he does in fact like her but that never happened because MaoMao kept pretending that it was a frog.

Same here, even if he didn't say it outright, he was dropping so many hints! Who else could have gifted MaoMao a Moon hairpin? Who would have given her beautiful dresses to wear in the banquet?

Jinshi is called the Moon Prince for a reason and that hairpin had a moon and opium poppy. even other people recognised that it was given by him to MaoMao like Rishu's half sister, so a smartass person like Mao should be able to guess that this was all from Jinshi.

The same person who's busy day and night made preparations for her, only to see some unknown random person dancing with her and kissing her hand.

He was jealous and it's only human.

In fact, I'm glad that he's not a complete saint.

He was mad at MaoMao for pretending to be in the dark when he has gone to great lengths to take care of her, and he was hurt that the same person would even suggest him to marry someone else, i.e. consort Rishu.

He was trying to tell her how he feels, and she wasn't even willing to acknowledge anything that is between them.

Adding to the fact, she knew the thing between Basen and Rishu and yet she chose to turn a blind eye, to the love that could blossom between them and suggested her name to Jinshi. It was wrong on so many levels because MaoMao knew everything and yet chose to give the most political suggestion she could think of.

Maybe because of her repressed emotions, she herself has become heartless while making decisions but just like a double edged sword, it has consequences.

So it was a mixture of anger, hurt and jealousy for Jinshi.

And he wanted MaoMao to feel the same.

The same amount of frustration he has felt as MaoMao keeps running away, just because it would be a little troublesome.

Yeah, he's shitty just like that, and so is she.

(and we love them for it ❤️)

Does it justify what he did? No. But it seems like MaoMao herself doesn't even mind it that much. She looked like well within her comfort zone. Otherwise, we know how capable she is of defending herself. But she was there, pretty much sitting with Jinshi until she dominated him completely and made her escape.

Guess they're both far from the vanilla couple that are usually expected in these kinds of series and I absolutely love it.

She was just mad he didn't poison her instead, like he promised her, to which he replied he would NEVER let her poison herself (because he also loves her a lot too, duh)

This entire scene looks more like a battle for sexual dominance, which MaoMao won.

She always has, since the very first day he saw the real her ❤️