#birb prince

[crimson-chains]

The Mage is making some magic soup to heal up his beloved Prince ^^

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Vincent Price as Prince Prospero

The Masque of the Red Death (1964) dir. Roger Corman

[allyalbonart]

Still recovering from the house move, but here is a starling king! I tried using oils on acrylic paper and panicked as the oil paint moved in a "greasy" way on the paper.... then I realized I really, really like how it is behaving.

[a-little-ray-of-fantasy]

“Looks like a basic DID - Damsel in Distress!”

[f1-disaster-bi]

pls after sad today I have soft and cute prince and pauper pando au pretty pls

I got you @f1-birb 😘

"You're home!" Pierre had barely gotten inside the door when there were arms wrapping tightly around him. Curls tickled his cheek, and Pierre didn't hesitate to wrap his arms tightly around Lando, sighing softly as he did because he was finally home. He'd been away for over two weeks. This was the longest he had been away in the last year, and it had been hard but Pierre knew Lando loved and supported him. It might be hard to be apart, but Lando would never resent or stop him from doing what needed to be done to help those in need, even if it kept them apart at times. "I missed you", Pierre whispered into his curls as he felt Lando place a kiss on his shoulder. "I missed you too", Lando smiled and as he pulled back he frowned. One of his hands came up to cup Pierre's cheek, and while Pierre leaned into it, he knew what Lando was looking at, "What happened to your face, love?" Pierre turned his head to press a kiss against Lando's palm. His hand reached up to wrap around Lando's wrist, gently squeezing it in reassurance. "Those in power did not take kindly to what I had to say", Pierre replied softly as Lando looked at him with worried eyes, "I'm okay, it's just a bruise, and with Max and Lewis's help, it was easy to help free them from those contracts" Lando nodded softly, probably having already heard the tales that always followed where ever Pierre went. It never took long for news to travel no matter how far Pierre travelled from their home. Still, the worry lingered on his husbands face and Pierre tucked him back into his arms, kissing him softly as Lando's hand slipped from his cheel to his neck, squeezing softly to reassure him before they seperated. "Promise you're okay?", Lando whispered, waiting until Pierre nodded before he smiled, "Good, because I'm not the only one that missed you, and think I hear them coming" Pierre could only grin down at his husband as he heard the sound of little feet running through the hallway as Lando stepped aside with a laugh. Pierre had enough time time to crouch down before two little bodies were colliding with his own. "Papa!" Little arms grabbed at him, and Pierre didn't flinch when a wayward elbow hit his bruised ribs. He was too busy kissing the twin's foreheads, holding them close against his chest as they clung to him, chattering excitedly over each other in excitement. "They've been checking the local stables for your horse every day after we get back from the school", Lando smiled and there was nothing but pure love in his gaze that had Pierre's heart skipping a beat with how much he adored the family they had created. It had been over two years now since Lando had found the twins abandoned outside the orphange his own Papa, Sebastian, ran with Lando's help. They'd only been two years old and had instantly bonded with Lando and Pierre. They hadn't been looking to expand their family, not at that moment, but it felt right. "We missed you", Claudia mumbled, her little face tucked into his neck and her arms tight around his neck. Her twin, Julian, had let go of Pierre to wrap himself around Lando's leg, smiling as Lando played with his hair, soothing down his little waves and curls. Pierre kissed their daughter's temple softly, his hand reaching out Lando who offered his own hand instantly, squeezing Pierre's softly because he knew exactly how and what Pierre was feeling. He knew that this was everything Pierre had grown up thinking he would never have because all his life until he was an adult and able to fight back, people had let Pierre down and made him feel less than but here he was. A local hero. A husband to the sweetest, kindest and bravest person he had ever met. A father to two adorable four year olds that would never suffer the way Pierre had. He had a family who loved him, and Pierre would never not be excited to come home to this.

[f1-birb]

So I had a thought......Lando and Prince Martin 👀

this has spiralled so here we go:

The doors to the grand hall creak shut behind the new arrivals, and Martin is pleased to find he recognises them.

The Duke and Duchess of Somerset, Adam and Cisca, walk arm in arm, dressed brightly in comparison to the rather dull array of other suits and dresses that litter the dance floor and abundance of tables. Cisca’s dress is a vibrant orange, flowing lines that make the material seem to float around her as she walks. While Adam is a little less bold, notably he wears mismatched shoes, one of which matches the colour of his wife’s dress and the boutonnière attached to his jacket.

A step and a half behind the duke and duchess is their eldest, George. He walks with grace and purpose, towering behind his parents but the way his smile meets his eyes lessens his intimidating air. His suit is impeccably tailored but far more subtle, though the trim of his jacket is the same shade of orange.

Martin is most interested in the young man who follows a step behind his brother. Lando. Martin’s heard the name often enough but has never found a face to attach to it, the duke’s youngest son is far more private than one might expect.

Lando’s suit is similar to George's, a slightly different cut though the same matching trim, but he seems to wear it uncomfortably. Eyes that can't seem to decide if they're blue or green flit around nervously, and the way they catch the light has Martin captivated. Chocolate brown curls are on the perfected side of messy, so unlike his parents or the waves that George has, and a sudden urge to touch tickles Martin’s fingers.

A hum seems to pick up around the room, Lando’s rare presence not going unnoticed, and Martin can only watch as Lando’s shoulders start a slow creep up towards his (slightly pointed) ears.

His father steps forward, hand held out in a greeting, followed a second later by his mother. He knows the drill by now, subtly checks his palm for clamminess and then plasters on a genuine smile this time and moves to shake Adam’s hand.

Before he can, there's a yelp and the sound of skin hitting marble that seems to cast a wave of silence across the hall. All heads seem to swivel and at the top of the stairs, Lando’s on his hands and knees. It doesn't take a genius to work out what happened, Lando’s position and the way a fire has ignited in his cheeks a dead giveaway. Secondhand embarrassment squeezes him for a moment, then sympathy, then a jerky little feelings that Martin can only describe as an ‘uh oh’.

[uta-no-fakku-sama]

“it’s because you’re always so angry all the time hahaha you should see the look on your face lmao you’re soooo angry at me right now hehehehe!!!!”

[lorethebookworm]

FINE! I CONFESS

Yes , the rumors are true I made stoliz bracelets and I would do it again! What else was I supposed to do? Let the voices consume my entire being??? In these times of endless suffering we've been left to drown in an ocean of angst so I did what I had to in order to survive and I'm NOT SORRY FOR IT !! * gets taken to people-who-are insane-about-their-special-interests jail *

( I'm selling these here , and I also make custom pieces for all the nice people facing the horrors )

( I'm also working on some necklaces that aren't ready yet but here's what I have so far for the Blitzø one anyway )

[not-poignant]

Sometimes I just turn on The Raven Prince playlist, imagine myself on the ship high up there with him, laying and watching the sky and cry a little cause of this amazing characters exists. Thank you for that!

This is like the loveliest thing, I think I might start doing this too sometimes! I love the image it creates so much. That's so meditative and awesome. :D

(Also here's the playlist, for anyone interested!)

[crimson-chains]

Modern Birbs!! I think in this AU the Mage is a florist and the Prince a college student who wants to come help out with the shop ^^

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Vincent Price as Prince Prospero

The Masque of the Red Death (1964)

[allyalbonart]

Final of the King Starling. This guy was a lightbulb moment for me, playing a bit more into fantasy, with looser brushstrokes. Really enjoyed him!

[channmander]

"Your butthole is wet and you're rubbing it on everything!"

🦜🎶🍷

[viatrixtravels-a]

💋 ( from Xiao over on @anemcreign ❤ xD )

The first 5 Asks to send 💋 get a kiss [4/5]

The blonde carefully picked up the small bird with both hands before bringing him closer to her face and pressing a chaste kiss against his little feathery forehead.

@anemcreign

[dutybcrne]

Tell me WHY Kaeya is actually a gottdam Disney princess for his birthday art jdhfbf

[luhalalusce]

Something’s deeply wrong