#am i right lads

[jibberjibbsart]

Oh to be the Hero of Hyrule

[shreddies-scribbles]

dying on the scar is the earth hill

up close of mr good times

[daycore-frisk]

Since I've been gone for so long... here's a sneaky peak at something I'm working on currently 👀👀👀

[eeper-eeps]

Damn, roblox obbies getting crazy these days, am I right lads?

Say hello to the new header image! I got tired of the old one, plus it was old as hell. Finally feel like I've improved enough to try something new.

Also, smile for her, she doesn't often smile back! :D

[kidflashimpulse]

new marina album soon, u know what that means

[dizziedummi]

Just blocked my ex on tumblr, cat is sitting next to me, got a cup of milk and a chocolate muffin, watching some P.M. Seymour…All is good.

And then my brain just decides that now is the perfect time for the “HEART BAD, FEAR BAD, NIGHTMARE NIGHTMARE NIGHTMARE” emotion, basically this

But strangely my cat actually makes it all okay :3

[st4r-with-a-four]

They're so silly.

[thatonepikminperson]

Now that the first fic is over... Leaflings am I right? Anyway here have the Rescue Corps plus my OC's as Leaflings lol

It's below because TW for Blood and Body Horror

[che3rslove]

all i want to do is post about owen owengejuice, so who keeps putting cannibalism discorse on my twitter timeline. show yourself NOW

[egophiliac]

queen of diamonds, upright + reversed 💎

I've redone this like eighty times, I have to just be done with it now and stop staring at all my mistakes oh no 🫠

[lovegasmic]

LOVE AND DEEPSPACE — GEM HUNTING INVESTIGATION RECORDS

[soupedman]

[yes-no-maybe-soo]

Ngl it hurts my soul to see how often Sylus is written by fans as a player or worse a cheater :( To my mind the words "Sylus" and "Cheater" do not belong in the same sentence. They are incompatible. My brain literally does not compute.

The man is the the embodiment of loyalty and devotion, the definition of the word "loverboy". His soul literally smells like flowers. He made a whole field of daturas bloom just for his beloved. He exchanged half of his soul with them. He gave his life so that they wouldn't lose theirs.

With his wealth, his power, and his looks he could have basically any person he wants. But that's the thing. He doesn't want anyone that isn't MC/You. For the entirety of his long life, he has only ever had eyes for one person alone, only ever loved and desired a single individual. He has remained steadfastly loyal even during the — likely vast number — of years that he couldn't be with MC/You.

Just look at how he looks at MC/You. You can literally see his heart in his eyes.

That's the gaze of a man looking at his most precious treasure 💖

And of course , there is also this:

Which I believe is a 100% intentional declaration on his part as to his complete devotion to his beloved.

So yeah. I am firmly in camp "Sylus would rather impale himself on a sword than be unfaithful, either physically or emotionally"

He is a lover and a yearner.

And he is locked tf in 🫶🏻

"Our souls are bound. We will never betray each other. Even if doomsday arrives outside this Sanctuary. Even if the world crumbles."

🐉❤️ 🐦‍⬛

[lonelyzarquon]

Peter Capaldi as Angus Flint THE LAIR OF THE WHITE WORM (1988) dir. Ken Russell

[starmocha]

ok so I know we're all taken in by colonel caleb and his complexity and i'm enjoying all the smut (🙏🏻💕) but i'm looking at him and thinking about how he'd react if mc got pregnant 'cause in ny head he'd react like I think sylus would as in he'd shower her in kisses while crying but imagine him being scared of holding the baby because of his arm, terrified of hurting that tiny being but the second he holds them the fear goes away and he's planting kisses on the top of the baby's head 🥹😭

CRYING. SOBBING. YEARNING. Anon, if you've been around my blog long enough, I have mentioned numerous times how my 3-part Caleb breeding kink (and pregnancy) series will happen. With the recent revelation about his arm, I was reflecting on how to tackle this series with regards to Caleb's character. I hope his future memories will also deal with this more, so we can get a better understanding of the changes and his own mental state regarding it.

omg ok we all probably know by now I am weak to the Caleb thoughts, so...so...just a little snippet. Just a tiny short snippet...

Sweet Little You

She was safe. They were safe.

Caleb watched with relief as you slept peacefully, exhausted after the grueling 34 hours of labor. He had dedicated his whole life to keeping you safe, protect you from dangers and prevent you from ever feeling pain, but in those long, slow hours, he had felt so utterly helpless as he watched you braved through the tribulations of motherhood.

He knew you were strong, knew that you were more than capable, but it did not deter his innate desire to shelter you.

It had only been a few hours since the baby was born, he realized, as his large hand rested on your head, gently smoothing your hair. He could still see your tears, heard you crying as you poured all of your strength into delivering his baby. You had gripped his hand so tightly, and though that right hand of his could no longer feel anything, his heart still did, torn apart at every scream, every sob that passed your lips. He did his best to encourage you, reassured you that everything was going well, that soon you both would meet your little one.

He wasn’t sure if what he had said helped or not, but you had still held his hand, holding tight to him just like long ago when you two were little. Maybe you still needed him, still wanting to lean on him like you used to.

He bent down and placed a soft kiss on your temple. “Thank you, my darling.”

Caleb’s ears perked up, hearing the sudden quiet fussing of his newborn. He looked to the hospital bassinet placed close to your bed. The baby was starting to stir, waking up from a peaceful slumber.

He quickly moved closer, his paternal instinct kicking in. He bent down lower, his voice softer than normal. “Hey, hey there, little one,” he said, about to reach down for the baby, but he paused, worried.

The baby’s face scrunched up, its cries still soft, but steadily growing just a bit louder. Panic briefly passed Caleb’s features, suddenly unsure of his own ability as a father. He could hear you stirring behind him, but he didn’t want you to wake yet, knowing you still needed more rest. He pushed down his own feeling of anxiety, and he bent down again, gently scooping the baby up.

The baby was so small, he couldn’t help but think, being able to hold the baby within his two hands. He readjusted his hold, cradling the baby within his arms, and his heart felt like it was slowing in time, his breathing almost stilling entirely as it finally seemed to clicked in his mind that he was holding his baby. This little baby, conceived from the love between you and him, was now here, in his arms, and he could barely stifle the sob that almost wanted to escape, his heart suddenly overwhelmed with so many different emotions ranging from disbelief to amazement and finally profound, unconditional love.

The baby’s cries ceased, replaced by soft cooing, and Caleb let out a breathless laughter, his earlier anxiety slowly receding. He still wondered about his capability, but more than that, he wondered how it was possible to love someone you had just met. When his eyes drifted up, settling over your sleeping form, he almost laughed again, realizing he had never found the answer to that question, having always been a willing victim of “love at first sight.”

He shifted his gaze back down to the tiny baby in his arms, his lips resting over the infant’s forehead, the sweet scent of the newborn filling his nostrils, and a warmth unlike anything he had ever felt before filled his chest.

“Welcome to the world, my little one,” he whispered, “We’ve been waiting for you.”

[qinluna]

SYLUS who has loved you endlessly and forever. who never falters even in the face of death, as the only thing that ever stuck as his ultimate priority was ensuring your safety. who initially teases you about the mundane things you find joy in, only to memorize each and every detail. who quite literally puts everything on the line that dares to threaten your life or serve as an obstacle for your happiness. SYLUS—who has sworn to himself to give you the world at all costs—if it meant the cosmos had to burn, if it meant that gods would have to be betrayed and killed.