#as i'm currently on vacation

[macksartblock]

something something four horsemen something

(bonus goof below, courtesy of my friend)

me n the boys hitting up Papa J's

[lu-cider]

throws mk skiing au at you and miserably runs away

[equiusposting]

Equius... in... biker clothes... leather...

DAY TWENTY EIGHT

[elzorton]

Richard II

[girlwithakiwi]

here we go

[mintjeru]

a lazy morning in fontaine

open for better quality | no reposts

[rocksama24]

Before everything, went to flames

[mr-pgeon]

... Umm... Hey... It's me... 👉👈

Ignoring the fact that I haven't post for weeks, I think I've made an improvement with this drawing :D

(Even if it's just coloured only with Crayola crayons, I'm kinda proud of this drawing)

[wernerherzogs]

kind of a slay haul tbh......

[toastedjeans]

It's my turn! :D✨

How would the siren tower react to the races tower ?

:)

Bonus:

I didn't do all the characters, hope that's okay

Starting with the Fakers. Siren Tower Fakey loves hugs, and i think his Races Tower equivalent wouldn't have anything against a hug either

This was the only interaction between them i could think of. Stick just sees that giant sack of money and tries to steal it. Greedy bastard. Elf Stick is not amused.

I really wanted the Noisettes to interact. Hazel loves all kinds of mythical creatures, so she thinks Noisette is really pretty. She loves her wings and outfit! Meanwhile the Noises.. don't seem to get along as well.

The Pizzaheads were trying to make a plan to destroy/get rid of their Peppinos, but unfortunately, Eel PH can be a little prankster and gave Elf PH an electric shock because he thought it was funny.

I honestly couldn't think of anything for the Vigis and the Peppers. Maybe Pepperfish would've been inspired by Fairy Pepperman to make another statue? But i had absolutely nothing for Vigilante.

For Peppino and Gustavo i had two options but i didn't know what exactly to draw..

Option 1: the Peppinos are exchanging recipes since ST Peppino isn't as experienced with baking. And maybe he could bake a pie for Sharkstavo once... The Gustavos are meanwhile talking about their respective worlds, and maybe about their Peppinos

Option 2: an awkward pepstavo double date?? The Gustavos would talk in Siren language and the Peppinos don't have a single clue what they're talking about.

For option 2 i wanted the Bricks to be in the background sharing a look like "i know what they are", but i only have a rough sketch for that

Bricks be like "🤨🏳️‍🌈?" - "😏🏳️‍🌈"

[mirx-xko-offical]

I’ve always enjoyed the idea of body swap fics

the idea of you swapping bodies with someone like Rook you stressing out hard and rook having the time of his life gaining a deeper understanding of you

not to mention the fact the beastmen and merboys avoid ‘Rook’ like the plague and r very off scared of ‘your’ new personality

this lady’s, gentlemen and, our other gendered friends, is a amazing idea. I’ve never written for Rook so this is going to be fun !!

prompt: Body swap

Content warnings- Second person pov, nothing romantic (honestly because I don’t know how I’d make this romantic tbh), Not proofread, Rook (and probably Vil) is probably OOC mainly because I haven’t written him before (and quite frankly don’t like him that much but please don’t come after me for it 🙏), probably short because I’m trying to finish it for once

You’d never expect to not only wake up in someone else’s bedroom but, to also be in their body too… The bad thing is that you seemed to swap with someone who has a certain stalker reputation. Oh how you wonder how you’d make it through the day. Hopefully he doesn’t do anything weird to your body.

You dress yourself, looking at yourself in the mirror before a certain housewarden walked in, seemingly checking in on the blond that your soul is currently in.

’Rook! There you are. Where were you this morning? You were meant to wake me up!’

He complains as you just stood there awkwardly, unsure how to explain the current situation you’re in.

‘That’s the thing…’

You mumble on, explaining how you weren’t the blonde he was looking for but instead the magicless human. He simply stood there before sighing.

‘Why must it always be you potato…’

‘I don’t know..’

You sulk for a while as you followed Vil around, so ready to get out of the blonde’s body. Speaking of the said blonde, what just is he doing while he’s in your body? You’d much rather not think of it…

You sigh as you walked into your potions class, the only class you really have with him. Everyone turning towards you suspiciously as you kept your head low, most of them not knowing about the swap of bodies.

You sit down at Rook’s usual desk, looking towards the doorway before finding Rook or rather you walk in with the amount of confidence you’d never have in your life.

You decide to just keep your head low and wait u til the end of class to confront Mr. Crewel about it.

You look up at the clock again, something you did often today it seemed. 5 minutes til the end… You thought to yourself, your mind always making sure you knew the time.

Time passed by slowly as if it was slowing down to a complete stop. You look at the clock again, reading the time. 3 more minutes…

Then those 3 minutes turned into 2 and finally I to 1. Most of the students by then were already packing up their stuff as Professor Crewel finished the lesson.

You sigh at the sound of the bell finally ringing, standing up from your seat before walking up to the professor. You glance over to see Rook do the same.

You were the first to speak, telling him about the entire situation through your awkwardness, looking up from his desk to see him nod, understanding what you were saying.

‘I am sure I have something for you pups.’

He hummed as she stood from his desk, walking over to a shelf, grabbing a potion with a small purple hue. He gave it to you both, telling you to simply drink it and you’d be back.

You look over to Rook, him giving you his signature smile before drinking it himself, giving you a nod to drink it as well.

You looked down at the potion before placing your lips against it, drinking it quickly as if almost out of desperation.

You gasp before feeling your vision fade before finding yourself opening your eyes, looking down to find yourself back in your own body. You look at Professor Crewel before nodding to him respectfully, walking out of his class with a thank you.

You’re sure that both you and rook had came to an agreement, to never have this happen again.

[pinkrelish]

I’m sure many have told you this, BUT as a pretty avid romance novel reader I must say TYP is as good if not better than a lot of published books out there, if you changed some minor details up to distance it from stranger things I could see it being a bestseller, or any other writing you do, could absolutely get you a vacation home or two, you deserve it

this is the ultimate compliment! 🥺❤️ besides a few pieces, i've always wanted to keep all my AUs canon-light for the purpose of filing off the serial numbers, just in case. but TYP really is the golden goose egg story i think is important enough to be told to a wider audience (with a few changes here and there). every time i go to a book store i look at the romance section and ask myself if i have a place there. maybe it'll happen, maybe it won't. either way, i'm glad TYP exists and has legs to stand on, and has an audience that appreciates it.

[i-eat-deodorant]

*kisses you on the lips only if you want to* give me art 🖐 feed me 🖐🖐

SAJDFLSDLKF the fact that this appeared in my inbox the day after i talked about wanting to kiss my mutuals on the icon to someone

made a yellow cat in my game save for fun and he ended up being the only vesta demon in a cult of paeons lol. named theon after @\aveloka-draws's yellow cat which i love

[artykyn]

Let's say you go traveling a significant distance for a vacation/business trip/whatever

Is there a specific plant, that as soon as you see it, you think "Oh yup I'm definitely nowhere near home anymore"?

[blacktofade]

Fic: Even

Grian/Docm77, NC-17, 5.7k

Doc disappears for a while, but leaves Grian a present.

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It takes Grian an embarrassingly long time to realize that the slight curve to his stomach isn’t from eating too many steaks.

In fact, it dawns on him one afternoon as he’s leaning over to pick something up, his trousers pulling just a little tighter than usual, and he finds himself lifting the hem of his sweater to stare down.

There’s a definite bump there, the first sign of an egg growing inside.

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[leilanising]

"As I looked out into the ocean, I felt a sense of peace, that I had not felt for a long time."