#and then TA-DAAAAH

[skyward-floored]

Whumptober Day 17 - Venom, “we had a good run”

sorry it’s late again here's this thing. I had fun with it at least. Knight trio except for twi <3 Maybe big brother trio. Oldest trio? Minus Time. Something. Idk.

Warnings: spiders, spider bite, battle violence, brief vomiting

Ao3 link

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"This... looks way too similar to a place I’ve been before,” Sky said quietly. Dread sat heavy in his gut as he looked at the dark cave walls, thin cracks of purple spread through the stone, a sort of weight in the air around them. “I can tell it’s not, but... ugh," he continued with a shiver, remembering the ancient cistern's basement.

“Unpleasant memories, huh?” Warriors asked, holding up his borrowed fire rod for light. Sky nodded. “Hm. Well this certainly looks like a nasty place. Let’s hope we have a better time then you did.”

“Yeah, I hope so,” Sky huffed, kicking a little at the ground. “Maybe we’ll get some treasure out of it at least.”

Warriors chuckled, though Sky saw the unease in his eyes as he looked around the passageway. “Well I’ll keep an eye out. You hear that Rancher? Keep that nose of yours out for treasure, huh?”

A hum was the only reply they got, and Sky and Warriors both turned to see that Twilight had fallen behind by several paces, his face creased.

“Rancher?” Sky asked, and Twilight straightened, though his face was pale. “Are you okay?”

“Fine... fine,” he reassured, hurriedly striding back over to Sky and Warriors. Sky saw his legs shake as he joined their sides, and his smile seemed weak. “This place is just... rotten.”

“Yeah,” Sky grimaced. “Try to breathe through your mouth.”

“More then just the smell,” Twilight said under his breath, his face pale.

Sky frowned, but Twilight didn’t elaborate, quietly brushing past him and continuing forward. Warriors exchanged looks with Sky, his face pinched, and they followed after Twilight, Sky intent on keeping a closer eye on the rancher.

The cave stayed fairly straight, but after a while it curved a bit, and Sky grimaced as a sludgy-looking river came into view, purple and gooey. This really was like the ancient cistern.

Twilight wasn’t the only one who grew paler the longer they trekked through the cave, and Sky watched him and Warriors both with an increasing amount of worry. All the dark energy in the area must have been wearing on them, but while Sky could tell it was pretty bad, he largely felt okay himself.

Was the Master Sword helping with that?

He didn’t have much of a chance to think it through though, since it was only a few minutes later that they turned a corner, and the ground shook beneath their feet in a familiar way.

“Watch out!” Sky shouted, and leapt backwards as a cursed bokoblin that looked slightly different from his own crawled out of the ground, yellow eyes rolling unsettlingly.

“What is that?” Warriors exclaimed in disgust as another appeared, nearly grabbing his ankle. Sky leapt sideways and stabbed through the spine of the cursed blin, hampering its movement.

“Cursed bokoblin, don’t let them touch you,” Sky warned, and Twilight skittered away from another one that lurched towards him. “They take several hits to take down.”

“Oh yay,” Twilight muttered, looking even paler as he slashed at one.

They all stayed in close formation as they fought, keeping the undead enemies away as best as they could. There were a fair number of them, but the heroes were able to cut down enough that they were never overwhelmed.

Sky fought more fiercely than normal, able to tell the others were rapidly flagging. It must have been the Master Sword that was keeping him in working order, and so Sky did his best to pick up the slack.

And everything was going okay, until a skulltula leapt from the ceiling, slamming into Twilight before he could move.

“Twilight!” Sky shouted in alarm, but he couldn’t get away from the cursed bokoblins he was fighting. The skulltula wrapped its legs around Twilight, and despite the rancher’s strength, he couldn’t break loose.

Twilight suddenly screamed, and Warriors killed the bokoblin he was fighting and raced to his side. Sky knocked the cursed bokoblins back with his shield and gained just enough time to charge up a skyward strike, launching a beam at the group in a wide swathe.

The monsters fell, and Sky whirled around, running over as Warriors slashed at the skulltula’s head. It screeched and released Twilight, and Sky and Warriors both stabbed the creature in its soft belly.

It curled up with a dying rattle, and Sky and Warriors hurried over to Twilight, who was curled up on the ground and looked even paler than he had before.

“Twilight, did it bite you?” Sky asked urgently, and Twilight managed a shaking sort of nod. “Where?”

“I see it,” Warriors said tightly, pulling Twilight’s tunic up. Right above his belt his shirt was torn, and Sky heard Warriors hiss as he tried to inspect the bite.

“It had a st-stinger, or, or fangs or s-something,” Twilight said, wincing as he tried to curl up further. “Went r-right through, the chain-chainmail.”

Sky glanced at his sword, and grimaced as he saw dark blood staining the blade. That would be why.

Warriors pulled Twilight’s layers out of the way enough to see his skin, and he and Sky both sucked in a breath at the sight. The wound was pale and raised in two spots, blood dripping lazily from the fang bites. A dark ring lay around them, the color of an especially dark bruise, or the infected monsters’ blood.

Twilight moaned quietly, and Sky gave Warriors a frightened look.

“I don’t think a potion will fix this,” he said, and Warriors put a hand on Twilight’s wrist, his face grim.

“No, potions can’t fix venom. We need to get him a fairy,” Warriors said as he felt Twilight’s pulse, then his forehead.

The rancher was already looking paler, and he groaned again, a hand wrapping around his middle. Sky gently pried it off, and Warriors swiped a cloth over the bite, then wrapped a few bandages over it. Sky noticed the job was messier than Warriors would usually be okay with, but he wasn’t looking all that much better than Twilight was.

“I guess we look for the exit then?” Sky said as Warriors put Twilight’s tunic back.

“I guess so. I just hope we find it,” Warriors murmured, and Twilight grunted, shakily raising himself up.

Sky quickly helped him, and Warriors sighed, his shoulders tense as he also supported Twilight. “Careful, rancher.”

“I can m-make it,” Twilight hissed, a hand clutched tight around his waist. “'s not too bad..."

Warriors raised an eyebrow at that, but didn't argue. Sky was sure he was thinking of the last time Twilight had tried to walk off an injury. They got moving then, Twilight supported between Sky and Warriors, his skin looking almost purple in the faint light from the cave. Sky kept the Master Sword at the ready, but no more monsters came to attack them.

Maybe the only real goal was to take one of us out of commission.

Twilight's head lolled the longer they went, sweat beading at his brow. Sky could feel him twitch now and then with odd little tremors, and his weight grew more and more heavy between him and Warriors' arms. Twilight was fading fast, and Sky... didn't know what to do.

Twilight suddenly lurched forward, and before Sky or Warriors could do anything, he was retching violently into the dirt.

He moaned as he finished, his breathing coming in short gasps, and Sky held his hand as another violent shudder wracked through him.

"He can't walk anymore," Sky said quietly, and Warriors exhaled, wiping sweat off his own brow.

"I know. We'll have to carry him," he panted, and Sky gave him a look.

"I don't think you can carry him right now," he said, placing a hand on the captain's arm. "Here:"

Sky handed Warriors the Master Sword, and Warriors gave him an intense look.

“Sky I can’t take this, you’re the only one of us who’s actually functioning.”

“I know, but someone has to carry Twilight, and someone has to be ready to fight in case there’s more monsters,” Sky said patiently, ignoring how heavier he felt not holding the sacred blade. He’d seen Warriors’ shoulders relax the moment he’d touched the handle though, and he knew it was worth it. “You can’t carry Twilight as you are, but I can last long enough to carry him out of here. You can cover us.”

“Take it,” Twilight suddenly rasped, and Sky and Warriors both looked at him. “‘S be... best plan.”

Warriors hesitated, then gave in with a sigh. His hand tightened on the sword, and he nodded at Sky, standing back up.

“Okay. Let’s go, then.”

Twilight could barely move as they pulled him up onto Sky’s back, head lolling and eyes oddly milky. It was a struggle to get him situated, and as Sky listened to his breath still coming too fast, he wished they could let him hold the Master Sword.

They kept going through the murk, Warriors keeping a sharp eye for any monsters. He held the Master Sword in one hand and the fire rod in the other, and between the two they had enough light to see. The sludgy river soon diverged from their path, disappearing into a wall, and Sky wasn’t sorry in the least to see it go.

He wondered if it was possible that they were upriver of the ancient cistern.

Twilight moaned behind him, and his grip slipped from Sky’s shoulders, nearly sending him to the floor. Sky hurriedly grabbed him, and Warriors had to come over and stabilize them both, expression pure worry.

Sky wished he could just hold Twilight in his arms— it would be so much more comfortable for him, but the sad truth of the matter was that Twilight was pure muscle, and Sky was not. Though under normal circumstances Sky could probably pick him up at least. Just not while there was dark magic breathing down his neck, slowly drawing the strength from his limbs, sucking him dry.

Sky’s steps slowed more and more, the dark magic seeping into him like rot. Twilight seemed to grow heavier on his back, trembling and hot, and it was all Sky could do to keep him there.

“Wait, Sky look.”

Sky wearily raised his head, blinking at where Warriors was pointing.

They had come into a large, open cavern, with big purplish rocks hanging from the ceiling. It seemed even darker than the rest of the caves had been, all except for a pale glow tucked on the opposite side from them, warm and... pink.

“It’s a fairy fountain,” Warriors said with a relieved smile, his face a little less pale.

“Down here?” Sky asked incredulously, and Warriors nodded, looking ahead.

“They must be immune to the magic. Or maybe they’re here because of it? Fairies can purify things like this sometimes.” He shrugged and glanced at Twilight. “Regardless, a fairy is exactly what the rancher needs.”

Twilight didn’t reply.

They hurried across the cavern, Warriors in the lead and Sky right behind him. His feet felt like lead but he pushed them on anyway, his head aching from dark magic.

The shadows seemed to grow the closer they got to the fountain, and Sky abruptly stopped, a sense of foreboding so huge that he couldn’t stand it. Warriors stopped as well and turned back towards him, but before Sky could voice his concerns, something leapt from the darkness.

It bowled Warriors over with a shout, making him drop the fire rod. Miraculously he kept his grip on the Master Sword, but since his arms were pinned to his sides by a skulltula’s legs, he couldn’t do much with it.

“Captain!” Sky cried out, and snatched the fire rod from the ground, almost dropping Twilight in the process.

Warriors thrashed against the spider’s hold, eyes wild as he tried to twist away from its head. Sky stumbled towards him as fast as he could, but he was too slow with the weight of Twilight and the dark magic.

Warriors suddenly screamed, and Sky’s heart dropped as his clumsy fingers finally clicked on the fire rod. Fire burst from the tip, lighting up the cavern, and to Sky’s horror, revealed a good two dozen skulltulas all crawling towards them.

Sky cursed under his breath as he shot a blast of fire towards the skulltula still holding Warriors, the fireball making it screech and drop the captain. Sky hurriedly shot another into its face, and the smell of burning monster flesh nearly made him gag.

The Master Sword slipped from Warriors’ grip and clattered to the ground, the captain clutching weakly at his arm. Sky bolted to his side and blasted back another skulltula, another enraged screech filling the cavern.

“It got you,” Sky said, and Warriors nodded stiffly, eyes closed as he panted for breath. “Can you make it?”

“I think... so,” Warriors gasped, a shiver running up his body. “Think... hit a vein, won’t... have long.”

Sky bit the inside of his cheek, heart pounding, and helped Warriors up as best as he could. “Luckily we don’t need long. We can make it.”

Warriors nodded with a held-back groan, and Sky blasted another skulltula that was getting close. It seemed like they were weak to fire, but there were just so many.

He grabbed the Master Sword once he had some breathing room, and between holding two weapons, carrying Twilight, and supporting Warriors as they stumbled towards the fairy fountain, he wasn’t sure if they were going to make it.

More and more skulltulas crawled towards them, joined by the occasional rotting bokoblin. Sky had to use the fire rod near continuously, and interspersed it with slashes with the Master Sword. At least with the blade in his grip again he wasn’t feeling the heavy press of dark magic so much.

Warriors struggled along beside him, Twilight was almost completely motionless on his back, and Sky was beyond flagging, two monsters coming in to take the place of every one he shot down.

Warriors’ legs suddenly gave out, and Sky couldn’t catch him, merely stand over him as he fell to the ground. Dozens of skulltula eyes shone in the dark, chittering and clacking an eerie song as they came closer and closer.

Warriors made a weak sound, and Sky looked back at him, the captain’s dazed eyes meeting his own.

“We had... good run,” Warriors gasped, eyes rolling back in his head as he trembled. “Thank... thank you, Sky.”

“We’re not done,” Sky said fiercely, grabbing both weapons so hard his fingers hurt. “Not yet, we’re not done, just hold on a little longer.”

Sky whirled back towards the monsters, the beasts almost close enough to attack, and he yelled, holding both weapons as high as he could without dropping Twilight.

The Master Sword seemed to warm in his hands, and Sky charged a skyward strike. He felt a buzz in his veins, nearly electric, and the fire rod grew almost unbearably hot in his other hand.

He swung both weapons simultaneously, a beam of light going one way, a huge wave of fire going the other.

It was a bigger blast of heat than Sky had ever seen from the rod, and he watched in shock as it took out a good two thirds of the monsters, the remaining third cowering and screeching from the light.

Sky didn’t waste a moment, dropping the fire rod and grabbing Warriors under the arm with his freed hand. He dragged him and Twilight towards the fairy fountain, his head spinning, legs like stone, the pink light growing ever brighter.

Something caught at his leg and Sky yelled as he slashed it away, spider webbing sticking to the Master Sword. He stabbed at a spider that leapt at him, kicked away another. then threw all three of them into the gap of rock that shone warm and pink.

The heady thrum of dark magic was immediately blocked out, and Sky gasped in relief from his spot on the ground, Twilight squishing his arm, Warriors halfway on top of his leg. A light shone in his blurry vision, and Sky nearly cried with relief as a fairy drifted into his sight.

“Heal them,” Sky wheezed, his eyes falling shut. “Please.”

A worried chime rang in his ears, and as pink sparkles drifted around him and his brothers, Sky relaxed, grip finally easing from the Master Sword’s grip.

[inagent]

𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐏 - 𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄

a former resident of bright falls, adrian was reported missing and assumed to have ran away from his foster family when he was 14 years old. he was a reported troublemaker and highly known to the police of bright falls, he had a reputation of constantly running away—even going as far to watery during one of his exploits.

so it wasn’t all that much of an urgency when adrian was reported missing again, they checked all of his usual spots and when they got to cauldron lake, they found evidence of him being there—some of his clothes, his shoes and his birth mother’s necklace that he always wore and rarely takes off. it was clear to the police that he went for a swim and there was a grim possibility that he may have drowned.

no body was ever found and his case remains cold to the present day.

in truth, adrian did go swimming that night after drinking a few bottles of the anderson’s famous moonshine, he doesn’t remember much of what happened, all that he knows is that he woke up in whatever this place is. to him, it looked like a weird combination of bright falls and new york city, where he was actually from. nothing in the place made sense, a door in one location would lead him to an entirely new one, he went upstairs but then suddenly he’s down on the ground level.

then there were the shadows, humanoid figures covered in darkness–adrian learned quickly to avoid them and that light was his best tool against them if he ever found himself in a prickly situation. though later adrian would develop supernatural abilities that allowed him to fight against the darkness and protect his mind from the entities that lives in the shadows.

[misty-moth]

Behold~ Arthur in vamp costume with his lil tush in shot 😏

Question Of The Day

Halloween is a time for fun costumes! Or maybe even sexy ones. What would you like to dress your fave up in for Halloween? Is there a couple's outfit that you would enjoy?

╰❧ Daily Q's can be answered with your voice- or your OC's!

Divider by @/sweetmelodygraphics

[maskrosfe]

I love you will you do the honor of drawing L in juicy tracksuit

Ta-daaaah ! clearly my head was like "how do I make this with the strangest pose possible?" but I hope it pleases *bows*

[risequotes]

Daily Rise Quotes: DAY 578

Donnie: Ta-daaaah...

(Season 1, Episode 3A - War and Pizza)

[strangerqueerthings]

The last time Billy gets a birthday present is when he's 15.

He wakes up to find a stack of papers on his nightstand. The top one is a signed work permit, approved by Neil and the school, placed on top of a stack of job applications all filled out and awaiting his signature.

His 18th birthday is nothing special. The only difference is Neil ignores him instead of trying to antagonize him.

After school, he goes off to his usual spot to sit on his car, smoke, and think about the remaining time until he's graduated, until he can leave.

A familiar van pulls up beside him, and he gives a half-hearted wave at Eddie as he gets out.

"Didn't see you at school today," he says, flicking ash from his cigarette.

"I had something more important to do," Eddie says, opening the side door and rummaging around.

"And what's that?" Billy asks, giving Eddie's ass an appreciative look.

"Ta-daaaah!" Eddie says, turning around and holding a box.

He hops onto the hood of Billy's car beside him, placing the box in Billy's lap. Billy lifts a brow at Eddie.

"The hell is this?"

"Just open it, asshole."

Billy opens the box to find a baggie of brownies- knowing Eddie, they're 'special', a pack of socks that will fare better in the chilly spring than the threadbare pair he's currently wearing, a carton of Marlboro's, and a handmade card that says "Happy Birthday" on it in red ink with little doodles all over it.

Billy drops his cigarette on the ground, unsure what to think of the contents. Eddie elbows him.

"Open the card."

There's no heartfelt message inside the card, but Eddie has signed it- and so have at least four other people, all saying Happy Birthday.

"I don't-"

"You don't what?"

"I don't even know these people."

Eddie smiles.

"You don't have to know someone to wish them a happy birthday, man. And judging by your face, it's been a while since anyone has said that to you."

Billy sets the box aside carefully, as if he's afraid he'll break it, and Eddie's brows furrow.

"Something wrong?"

Billy leans in and kisses him.

"No," he says, voice a little tight. "It's perfect."

It's the best birthday he's had in a long time.

[belladonna-wright]

How charmingly naive of him... what, he assumed that people never betrayed their casual aquaintances? And yet ... he didn't seem to be lying. A fool, then, if an honest one.

"I go to great lengths to make sure my online persona is my own. Ideally I'd like final approval on anything of me-" Now there was an idea, maybe she could get hold of the footage, check how much damage control she might need. "But that's all rather complicated of course, how things run in the media. Not everyone's as trustworthy as you."

Phineas On The Street | Open

[silverbladexyz]

HIHIHI

your writing is very good. i was wondering if you could do a post about how the flags would react to their partner wearing their clothes :)

HIHIHI THANK YOU ANON 🤞 and bro I wanna wear Lippmann's clothes now they must be so comfy since he's so rich.

The image does not belong to me. It belongs to @angolicious.

TW: Mentions of injuries, blood, slightly suggestive and sarcasm in Pianoman’s section aka me ranting but it’s funny lol

The Flags reacting to their S/O wearing their clothes

Pianoman:

-We all know how elegant and fancy he is. Which means that HE HAS A BILLION THINGS THAT HE WEARS THAT ARE SO ODDLY SPECIFIC AND HARD TO GET BECAUSE HE DECIDED TO BE EXTRA AND FOR WHAT- ahem ahem basically his outfit is complicated and it took me months to find all the cosplay parts

-You're lucky though because he has spares of those waistcoats and ties and gloves and those sash-belt things and whatnot. Gosh Pianoman we all love you but why must you be so extra with your outfit??? /hj you look gorgeous keep slaying

-So let’s say you were bored and decided to hunt around in the wardrobe for a bit to see what types of clothing was in that tinyyyy space. And ta-daaaah you found a lot of his clothes that he used for his Mafia work! Actually they were just extras of what he wears but shhh

-After taking like a bajillion minutes just to get that darn sash-belt on, you look at yourself in the mirror, and hey you actually look quite good! Pianoman has great taste in clothing, even when it’s so hard to put on smh. But bro literally tell me where he gets his clothes because I’ll yeet all the way to the store he buys them from

-Anyways you’re so immersed in admiring yourself in the mirror and you don’t notice a person walking up behind you. It’s when you hear his chuckle that you turn around and become flustered

-Pianoman secretly was not expecting this at all, but it was a nice surprise. You looked so smexy in his clothes that he just had to tease you about it. He even feels a bit proud that you were the only one who got to wear his clothes

-Tells you to keep it on because it looked so good on you. The thing is he’s wearing like I dunno three layers and it’s super duper hot so you’re basically overheating. I don’t know about you but I wouldn’t keep it on for another second

-If you’re shy about it, Pianoman would smirk, but he’d wrap his arms around you while whispering in your ear how great you looked in his clothes. Maybe even incorporate a kiss into it. Be careful on how you reply because one thing might lead to another and you might not be able to walk the next day ;)

-Also complain to him on how his clothes took so long to put on for me, will ya? I swear everybody in the Mafia just has it in their blood to be rich and extra (Pixyys if you know, you know xD) but they fine af

Albatross:

-His clothing style is actually quite casual and decent, unlike a certain mafioso that likes to be extra *cough cough*

-You were trying to pick something to wear to your shopping trip, but you didn’t really have any clothes apart from your Mafia formal wear. You made a mental note to go shopping for casual clothes, but now wasn’t the time since the store was about to close

-And an idea popped into your mind. Why not borrow your lover’s clothes for a while? At least with Albatross, his outfit wasn’t really complicated and fancy lmao I’m sorry Pianoman so it wouldn’t attract a lot of stares

-Just pop on his sleeveless leather jacket, a long-sleeved shirt and ragged pants and then you’re done. Bonus points if you wear glasses and earrings too. And I would recommend to wear those black gloves because they look so damn nice

-The shopping trip was great and nobody stared at you because that’s how casual Albatross’s outfit was. Which is a good thing because you don’t want to attract attention even though you were just out on a shopping trip

-When you arrive home, Albatross is immediately running up to greet you, but he stops when he sees what you were wearing seemed... familiar

-His face breaks out into a huge smile and he teases you, saying how cute you looked wearing his outfit. And Albatross is the king of teases so you’re going to be very flustered

-But he compliments you on the outfit, saying how much it fits you. Definitely asks you to wear it more often, and even brags about how great you looked in his clothes to the Flags

-Wear matching outfits with him! Maybe not the entire outfit, but put on something that mostly resembles his clothes and make it the opposite colour, and Albatross would have stars in his eyes as he admires the both of you

Doc:

-His clothes are quite simple since he is a doctor and spends a lot of his time at the infirmary. So if you need an outfit that you can just chill at home in, go and rob his clothes just make sure that they’re clean

-You also have some medical knowledge yourself, so you spent your time at the infirmary sometimes as well. Although you weren’t as good at medicine as your partner, you have saved a few people a number of times

-So let’s say one day there was an emergency casualty at the infirmary. The Boss ordered you to treat them immediately, but the thing is you didn’t have any doctor clothes to wear. Thinking quickly, you put on some of Doc’s spare clothes and hurried to the infirmary. Luckily, you managed to save the patient, but the clothes you had were dirty now

-You went back home to change your clothes, but you didn’t expect to bump into your boyfriend. Doc raises his eyebrow when he sees you in bloodied clothes; his clothes nonetheless

-He does ask why you were wearing them, but he is lowkey proud. Doc loves the sight of you in his clothes, and would also want you to wear them more often. He doesn’t say it out loud though because he’s secretly shy

-Okay but he needs some new clothes because the ones he’s wearing are old. Take him out to the next shopping trip please

Iceman:

-His outfit just screams chill. Most of the stuff he wears is big and comfortable, not to mention it’s simple and easy to move in. I bet he got it for 50% off too okay he actually didn’t I’m sorry

-Iceman’s clothes looked so comfortable that you decided to give them a go one day. When you were home alone, you grabbed his overcoat, vest, slacks, necktie, suit, gloves and his scarf okay I lied his outfit isn’t simple at all 

-But despite all that complicated-ness, his outfit was actually quite comfortable! Iceman tell me your secret bro where do you get all of these nice clothes??!! Anyways, the clothes smell just like him with a tinge of coffee and smoke, which actually isn’t that unpleasant

-Iceman is a very good assassin, which means you don’t even hear him walking up behind you. It’s when you glance at the mirror and see who’s behind you that you startle a little

-He doesn’t show that much of a reaction when he sees you wearing his clothes. Iceman is so quiet that you think he’s mad at you dw he’s just secretly admiring you in his outfit

-If you were feeling embarrassed, Iceman wouldn’t really understand, but he’d still comfort you anyways. Once you’ve calmed down a little, he’d ask you why you were wearing his clothes

-He thinks it’s cute when you wear his clothes, and he even buys you an exact copy of his outfit except that it was your size so you two could match ❤️

Lippmann:

-Pretty boy is pretty rich, so I bet his clothes must be top quality and very comfortable to wear. They’re all made from the best silk and material. In other words, Lippmann’s clothing >>>

-So let’s say you were picking out clothing to go to a party, but you didn’t really have anything that you wanted to wear. After turning your wardrobe inside out, you were about to give up when you decided to see if Lippmann had any suitable clothing from his acting careers

-And he did! There were all types of clothing, from basic jeans to fancy leather coats, and the colours mix perfectly. Damn Lippmann, you didn’t bother telling your S/O about all the clothes you have in your wardrobe?

-So after finding which clothes you liked, you tried them on and admired yourself in the mirror. A lot of them had his scent on it, which made them feel a lot nicer on you. And did I mention that he has the best taste in clothes?

-Lippmann came back and actually walked in on you while you were still looking in the mirror, and you could say that he was pleasantly surprised. A smile is on his face as he gently teases you, saying how good you looked in his clothes, but he is actually going to his wardrobe and picking out another outfit that looks even better on you

-Also dress up with him on some days! I never see him wear anything else apart from those same old vest and coat, so make him pop on a leather jacket and jeans and you’ll have yourself a very cool Lippmann

@pixyys @pianotross @chuuyas-beloved @angolicious @nekokinax @sariel626 @dazaiyohane @scarletta-ruan @yuugen-benni @arisu-chan4646 @lakeside-paradise @catzlivedforbsd

[umbersketches]

I thought for sure that I posted this somewhere but I can't find it - so...Ta daaaah!

I make dumb joke 🌿🏳️‍⚧️

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Trello // Linktree // Ko-fi

[annasbowlerhat]

Procrastination! This is what it is but it turned out pretty awesome!

Hubby found a dragon mask at the Dollarstore and I wanted to do a small DIY magpie mask, I got some feathers from the hobby shop, paint from Greenstuff World to the northen light effect on the beak and horns, used some of my jewelry from my stasch and loads of procrastination from doing a piece of art I really need to continue on.

Ta-daaaah~

[skyward-floored]

panel of every lu lad that will always be rotating in your head at varying speeds, go!

ACK UM OKAY

so all of them actually rotate in my head on and off, but here's some favorite panels of mine? Off of the top of my head anyways, there are MANY more <3

[demondads]

( • )( • ) - "TA-DAAAAH!"

"Absolutely lovely! And you were worried about not being hot, pffft."

[radio-sepia]

daaaah ta indyjska restauracja z której chciałem zamówić jest dziś nieczynna :(((

[witchyangels]

Ta-daaaah! Finished another chibi commission! This one is for @johaerys-writes! From left to right, we have Aran Trevelyan, Podrick Kaylen, Tristan Trevelyan, and Wolf in the front! Once again I had fun working on this and appreciate the patience you have shown me!

One more chibi commission to go!

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I want the k (from izzy to Ed)

#38 - a kiss while one party is carried

Edward had a loose relationship with sobriety. He had an even looser relationship with impulse control. Even though he felt like he was on the verge of toppling over, he scooped Izzy up in his arms bridal-style. Sure, the man was shorter than him. Lighter. But that didn't mean holding on to him didn't have the potential to be akin to holding on to a freshly oiled and pissed off cat.

"Da-ta-da," Ed started, then made a face at himself. "Wait, that's not it. It's... dah-dum-dum-dum...dah-dah-dah-daaaah... fuck it, I can't remember how the fucking song goes. You get it."

Didn't fucking matter. He dipped his head down before Izzy could get the opportunity to wriggle away from him and kissed him.

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