#but ehehe

[zitrovee]

Sunny and Lila are gfs you cant change my mind #brazilianartists

[skywarpie]

“Why is there a hole in your ceiling?” for your bois Copia x Aether 💛

Aether has been in Copia's room a hundred times. Each time he is ...well he's surprised by how the man lives. Mainly because it looks likes a teenage boy who's never known a mother's love. Though that part is mostly true. But for the life of him, Aether feels like he keeps finding more odd things about the room each time he's in there.

He's sitting on the bed that serves as Copia's couch and apparently every other type of furniture when he notices it. A huge fucking hole in the roof. "Uh, why is there a hole in your ceiling?" The question is out of his mouth before he even has the time to rethink it.

Copia comes bouncing into the room carrying left over Chinese take out that is who knows how many days old. He blinks. Looks up at the ceiling and then blinks again as he shrugs. "Dunno. Woke up one morning and it was just there." He motions with his free hand. "Well. Maybe more along the lines of was woken up that way heeh."

Aether's face must show his confusion. "The ceiling fell in on you?!" The way Copia acts like this is just an every day occurrence is definitely sending the ghoul into a panic.

"I mean to be fair this isn't the first time it's happened." He tries to hand the ghoul a plate but Aether ignores it.

"It's happened more than once!?"

"Eh." Copia waves a hand through the air. "More along the lines of a yearly thing. What's it called? eh." He mumbles to himself as he rubs his chin. Snapping his fingers when he gets the answer. "Tradition! That's the word." He nods, quite proud of himself. "It's how I know winter's here. One snow and -- " He makes a poof motion with his hands.

Aether looks at him with a horrified, mouth open expression. While Copia seems oblivious as he sits down beside him and begins to eat his take out.

"Don't worry." He pats Aether's arm. "It usually gets fixed within a few weeks."

"WEEKS?!"

[ryusxnka]

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T orn asunder and sequentially stitched meticulously anew in repetitious processes. Incapacitated, perpetually amassing imperfections much more profound than physical discernability, cruelly eviscerated, limbs regarded as disposable implements, innards besmearing alabaster walls with the decay of wrathful mishaps, and resewn, resewn, resewn; a cadaver whose heart palpitated desires of humanity, a place amongst the twilight embroidered avenues of London and his acceptance. This woman, a spectral agent of hushed quietus, stood as a shinigami pawn for death, much like himself, for the deity to greedily twist 'round his skeletal digit to command and manipulate in callously negligent methods she forthwith discounts as naught paramount with indifference, as he unendingly deemed vexatious, and a simper enacting jubilance shrouding a luminescent reminder that despite any strangulating tribulation and misfortunes, there was always reasons in the world, as the dead or the living, to laugh and clamor in defiance. She was adherent in personality, boisterous in her diction, and a distraction that vied and often splintered the laborious circumference of his responsibilities. --------- But even with such unbecoming facets, she was amicable, headstrong, and tenacious in her endeavors. He will not candidly disclose this to her, but he had enjoyed his time in the Sherlock Holmes exhibition amid her attendance. She was foolhardy and yet commendably strong-willed.

[lithopsy]

about to make another victim watch dune for the first time >:)

[voydhund]

waiting for my colour coding fans to discover my #flickergate post like this

(this one)

[peachebo]

just me yapping about my au you seemed to like

continuation of this post

[barblaz-arts]

Vaggie: Adam and Alastor suck.

Lucifer: Would you be interested in being promoted to "Daughter-in-law"?

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

autograph exchange

[nouverx]

*proceeds to drink the whole bottle*

Yeah Alastor you're gonna be loved and appreciated wether you want it or not :)

[lylahammar]

Randomly thinkin about Chilchuck today, and how he tries sooooo hard to self sabotage

like for example, other half foots on the island think that he's a greedy asshole who only cares about money, and he does nothing to try to disprove that

but then there's this omake at the end of book 9 that shows that people treat half foots fucking TERRIBLY and chilchuck started a union to protect them

and then in the bicorn chapter, he doesn't want Marcille to keep digging into his personal business so he tells her he CHEATED ON HIS WIFE

but he just COMPLETELY fuckin lied about that and made himself sound so much worse than he is bc he's afraid of being vulnerable with people and would rather everyone believes he's a shitty person so he can keep them at a distance

and the thing that's memed so often is that he refuses to help with fighting most of the time because it's not part of his contract

but if you take this lore into account (not gonna add those particular images to this post simply bc I've used them in so many posts already LMAO) along with this tidbit from the world guide:

then it's like. yeah he has to keep his weight low so if he gets killed or severely injured and has to be healed, that could be really dangerous for him. and even if he was healed at that point he'd end up being a burden to the party after that point, he would be too dangerously thin/sickly to be able to help.

Like, Chilchuck has so many things about him that APPEAR to be character flaws, but every single one of them has a very reasonable explanation. He just leans into the mischaracterization bc he's emotionally withholding and can handle people thinking he's an asshole more than he can handle opening up to anyone. he's such a well thought out and interesting character

[stargirlstabber]

imagine alpha!simon riley ruthlessly rutting his strong hips into you from behind. his massive hand pushes your head down as you moan and cry into the pillow, your drool slowly soaking the fabric. and that is not the only thing that's getting soaked. your tight cunt is soaking wet, literally dripping around your alpha's cock, milking him, eager for his knot. as well as the soaked sheets. mostly from your sweet release squirting out of you while simon never once stops pistoning his thick length into you. you just take what your alpha gives you, loosing count of how many times you already came. but don't worry, your alpha keeps track of that, he always counts your releases out loud for you to hear. if your cockdrunk brain can even grasp the information. once he rumbles out a two digit number, you ask yourself how you're even alive with the way he's fucking you.

[blanchebees]

Day 10 - Perfect organism

Tip jar

[goldsnek]

Making Luci wear duck themed clothes I randomly found online.

[beachf4gz]

room #1 at the whirling

[ahyuggg]

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[sillysiluriforme]

i can't think of a funny caption i have attached myself to this child like a cat foster mom