#dark bloom cosplay

[fierydragonprincess]

Soon enough you'll be under my spell, let the dark take over...🔮🔥

Amazing photo by @cflashninja

Fiery edit by @izanami.photo

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[goldberry-edition]

Cosplay of Icy from 'WInx Club' by Sveta Frost

[wangxianficrecs]

Rewind 2024 - Part III

WangxianFicRecs - Rewind 2024

Part three of our favourite stories published in 2024. If you also want to give a shout-out to a story, submit an ask and we will share it in an upcoming post featuring Follower Recs and Proud Author Spotlights.

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Shoot Down the Sun

by phabulousphantom

E, 74k, Wangxian | Kay's Rec

Summary: The Yiling Patriarch was felled on the Langya Front. The world to which he returns is very different from the one he left behind. This, in no small part, because he now inhabits the body of an omega.

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the future haunts the past

by sysrae (@fozmeadows)

G, <1k, Wangxian | Kay's Rec

Summary: in which feelings about the parallels between Wei Wuxian and Madam Lan produced a poetry-adjacent chatfic

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Bloom for you

by wngxnic

M, 19k, Wangxian | Kay's Rec

Summary: “How long?” Wei Wuxian asks, controlling the urge to cough up another set of flowers. “We can get rid of—” “How long do I have, Wen Qing?” He asks again, his throat clogging with the petals that are threatening to spill. “3 weeks” Love is a kaleidoscope of emotions. It brings hope, joy, pain, and sometimes it drives you to a slow, painful death until you bleed dry and cough flowers for the one you love or a fic where wei wuxian has the hanahaki disease

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You'll Be The Saddest Part Of Me

by YilingSani (@YilingSani)

G, 8k, Wangxian | Kay's Rec

Summary: Five years later, the world had moved on. But not Lan Zhan. He carried his grief quietly. Privately. This little grief was all he had left from Wei Ying. If he let it go, then the memory of Wei Ying would eventually fade away. He would forget that face, that laughter. So, Lan Zhan held on to his grief as tightly as possible. And as the years went on, he realised that what he lost wasn't just his friend or his love. He had lost his soulmate. A wound as such would never heal.

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light is what we create

by lanhualaozu

T, 3k, Wangxian | Kay's Rec

Summary: “Have you ever wondered what it feels like to exchange qi with someone?” It had honestly been a rather innocent question, a simple half-formed musing of Wei Ying’s. It wasn’t until Lan Zhan stiffened across from him, going so much more still than his usual calm immobility, that Wei Ying’s brain began to pay a bit more attention. And then Wei Ying’s face promptly went up in flames.

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🔒 Oh Neighbour Of Mine

by Hidenka_chan101 (@hidenkac)

M, 9k, Wangxian | Kay's Rec

Summary: Neighbours Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian, live next door to each other and a hard, opaque plexiglass-type barrier separates their balconies. One morning, as Lan Wangji lays down his yoga mat for some early morning yoga, he spies a pair of panties that had crossed onto his side of the balcony.

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HOT TO GO!

by sassybluee (@sassybluee)

E, 7k, Wangxian | Kay's Rec

Part of MDZS Reverse Big Bang: 2024

Summary: Ever since rooming together in university, Lan Zhan and Wei Ying have share an interest in the popular webnovel Modao Zushi. While Lan Zhan doesn't actively participate in fandom, Wei Ying is a popular cosplayer and online personality. Over the years, Lan Zhan has helped Wei Ying with his various cosplays and social media posts. Despite working so closely together, Lan Zhan has never asked for Wei Ying's fandom username, and Wei Ying has never given it to him. He's never seen everything Wei Ying posts on his accounts. Until he stumbles upon Wei Ying's "after dark" cosplay page...

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💙 stray cat strut

by ScarlettStorm (@scarlettohairdye)

E, 54k, Wangxian | Kay's Rec

Part of MDZS Reverse Big Bang: 2024

Summary: Lan Wangji lifts his head to press his lips to Xiao-Hei's forehead, the kiss an expression of all the affection he has to offer. “Prrt?” Xiao-Hei says, and stretches, and— The weight on Lan Wangji increases abruptly, and his hands aren't touching soft fur anymore, they're touching soft skin—bare skin—and he's looking down into Xiao-Hei's yellow, slitted eyes, though not into Xiao-Hei's little cat face, but the face of a man. A beautiful, startled, very naked man. Or: Lan Wangji finds himself with a stray cat he didn't want, then a stray cultivator he pretends not to want, and then a stray boyfriend he definitely wants.

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Roadside Attractions

by Bodldops (@neverwalka1one)

T, 10k, Wangxian | Kay's Rec

Summary: According to Lan Wangji, Yiling has two main items of interest. First, there is a supposedly demonic cultivator who a) may not exist and b) if he does, is keeping the town remarkably safe and not demonic. Secondly, there is Wei Ying, a man he is falling in love with. These are definitely two separate things.

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Good Fortune Lies Within Bad

by ereshai (@ereshai)

T, 1k, Wangxian | Kay's Rec

Part of the MDZS Kidfic Exchange

Summary: Whatever had happened must have been recent - the child, who they had discovered crying all alone outside the house, was scared and probably hungry, but otherwise unhurt.

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tiny gentians

by humancorn (@humancorn)

G, 1k, Wangxian | Kay's Rec

Summary: Lan Wangji scolds five year old Wei Wuxian and deals with the consequences.

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An Unscheduled Stream

by trippednfell (@trippednfell)

M, WIP, 71k, Wangxian | Kay's Rec

Summary: A viral video sweeps through the internet, which appears to show the 1st disciple of Yunmeng Jiang take on a full nest of evil beings in an attempt to protect five juniors from his sect. The unscheduled livestream captures everyone's attention, but there has to be more there than meets the eye. The Lan assign their own 1st disciple, Lan Wangji, to investigate. That investigation will take him years into the future and miles away from Gusu as he seeks to find the truth. When he does find it, it has a far greater impact on his life than he could ever imagine.

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(一日三秋) One day (seems like) three autumns

by SpicyRamen_10969 (@yllzchair)

M, WIP, 47k, Wangxian | Kay's Rec

Part of the MDZS Big Bang 2024

Summary: 13 Years ago, Wei Ying disappeared. 13 years later, two teenage boys find a man collapsed and bleeding on the side of the road. This is the story of how Wei Ying finds himself going from homeless to living with his childhood best friend, Lan Wangji, and finally getting the help and love he needs and deserves.

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so i cut the shackles and changed my name

by MichelleFeather

G, WIP, 34k, Wangxian | Kay's Rec

Summary: “A-Ying, should anything happen, should you be separated from us or find yourself in need of help, find Lan Qiren in Cloud Recesses. No matter what’s happened, he will keep you safe. He has sworn to me his home will always be open to you, no matter what.” Following the advice of his late mother, Wei Ying runs away from Lotus Pier, knowing that if he were to stay, he would likely die at the hands of Madam Yu. And, he finds, the Lan Clan is the place where he was always supposed to be.

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The Sun is back

by Shanashe

G, WIP, 3k, Wangxian | Kay's Rec

Summary: Wen Ruohan's soul is attached to Wei Wuxian after his death. He lingers and witnesses all the canon events that follows. Post Canon, he gets sent back to the past.

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Wei Wuxian's Delightful Demon Baby!

by CheekyBrunette

T, 22k, Wangxian | Mojo's Rec

Summary:The house was very small, only two rooms, and it was largely empty aside from some sparse pieces of furniture. Even the sleeping mat seemed to have been rolled up and carried away. There were a few left behind items that proved they’d found the right cottage, such as a birthing stool and a pile of blankets. Zizhen poked his head to look in a bassinet and screamed. Jin Ling drew his sword. Jingyi gasped and clutched his heart, terribly startled. Sizhui rushed over, hand on the hilt of his sword just in case. “Oh,” he said. Wei Wuxian poked his head over. “Oh!” he said delightedly.  Wei Wuxian finds a demon baby during a nighthunt and is immediately smitten with it. Meanwhile, Lan Sizhui is very anxious to solve the case so he can get ahold of himself. (He's never been jealous of someone before, much less a baby, but... maybe this is what it feels like.)

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[valkariel]

Spinner's Wheel | Nymeia

Adapted from Drushianne Zievette's Nymeia. Perfect top and pant pairing!

This version's charm point is the two dye hood, with purple trim on the inner hood to mimic the NPC's purple-trimmed hood and a silhouette that covers the eye for a mysterious feel. I used the new hand jewelry that goes further up the arm, so it blends into the sleeves of the top. For cosplay, I think Moonward Armlets of Healing are more accurate.

Head: Augmented Quetzalli Hood of Healing - default / metallic purple Body: Prestige Royal Vest - pure white Hands: Zormor Chaplets of Healing - default / soot black Legs: Astronomia Pantaloons - grape purple / metallic gold Feet: Idealized Soothsayer's Sandals - jet black / default

I included options for all healers, since the above pants and shoes are AST only.

For all healers, but less details around ankle and feet won't be as accurate as AST version. Alt Top: Royal Vest Alt Hands: Moonward Armlets of Healing | Piety Fingerstalls (WHM) Alt Legs: Martial Artist's Slops Alt Feet: Salon Server's Shoes

This top has a short hem which has a more similar silhouette. Alt Top: Resshi Haori - pure white

Earring: The Emperor's New Earrings Neck: The Emperor's New Necklace Wrists: The Emperor's New Bracelet Right Ring: Augmented Lunar Envoy's Ring of Healing Left Ring: Augmented Lunar Envoy's Ring of Healing

Main Hand: Dark Horse Champion's Astrometer - default / default Off Hand: --

Alt Main Hand: Bluespirit weapons

Fashion Accessory: -- Minion: -- Mount: -- Location: The Crown of the Immaculate

Shader: Faeberry Bloom

[swagmagussupreme]

@whiterose-fans-blog White Rose in Bloom, Day 7: Halloween Costume Party

Technically both prompts lol. Couldn't help myself.

CW for suggestive content, drugs mentioned.

Words: 3974

“Prin-cess,” Weiss hissed through the door. “We are going to be late!”

“Just a moment! My nose— ‘tis severely unpowdered!”

Weiss groaned, tugging at the stuffy under-layer of her cuirass. “Babe, you look fine! You've been doing your makeup for—”

The bathroom door whipped open. Ruby stood in the threshold, resplendent in the decadent, silky black of her gown, the deep void of it split down the front by the winding silver filigree and carmine of her lace petticoat. The skirt was framed over a conical farthingale, giving the girl a structured silhouette that pinched tight in the middle, meeting her pearl-studded, silver-laced stomacher at a waist so snatched that Weiss’ organs ached just thinking about it. A thick belt, dotted with pearls and rubies, fell from her hips in a deep V-shape, matching the silver brooches that lined up the middle of Ruby's bodice. Her white inner sleeves were flared at the wrists with bursts of lace, disappearing above the elbow beneath long, pointed oversleeves, and her shoulders were mantled by a white collar that went high up her neck and split just at the swell of her chest. The collar gave her the slightly chaste, religious vibe she liked to sprinkle on all her cosplays, but Weiss could catch a little hint of cleavage where it split. Ruby's hair was done up in intricate braids and a pearl-studded bun— she'd been growing it out all year just for this.

Her makeup was pale and powdery, lips painted a supple, dark burgundy— nearly black— and her dark eyeshadow made her look like the haunted porcelain doll of some Puritan family, and Weiss was getting weirdly turned on by it. 

Of course, being the overworking, obsessive, and world-famous cosplayer she was, Ruby wouldn't let her girlfriend go as some plaster knight— the party's theme was ‘Period Accurate’, after all— no, she had gone so far as to commission a fucking cuirass for her, custom-forged from genuine carbon steel, plus a gambeson (which she was already sweating in), plus a full accoutremont of hosen, some kind of duckbill-shaped leather shoes, along with giant, poofy sleeves and pants, slashed to reveal white cloth beneath the vibrant red and blue-dyed fabric. Oh, and the halberd. And the sword. And the dagger. She looked ready for Ren Faire, not something so brief as a Halloween party!

Alas, Weiss loved her girlfriend, and she knew this was Ruby's favorite thing every year. She prepped for this more than any conventions they went to. It also helped that the pics they got out of these were almost always her most top-performing, and scooped more genuine fashion gigs than her cosplays did. 

Weiss couldn't complain. She wouldn't complain. She loved seeing Ruby this happy. She loved Ruby. She really… really…

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. Her satchel burned. 

“Well? Is my gentle knight going to escort me or not?”

Weiss jumped, having lost herself in Ruby's face, but recovered with what she did best: unnecessary nitpicking. “You know, I'm pretty sure this is more of a Landsknecht kind of thing,” she pointed out, wiggling her sleeve. “Not really a knight.”

“I love it when you flaunt your degree,” Ruby mused, cocking her head and smiling sweetly, knowingly. “Sweetie, I fucked you to sleep last night. You really think you've got the stamina for three hours of plate armor?”

Weiss’ face blazed, so she turned away and extended her elbow. “Fuck off.”

Weiss’ world-famous girlfriend wrapped her slender arms around the preferred elbow, her hands climbing high to clutch Weiss’ meager (improving! Doing her best!) bicep as she giggled. “You get all the stuff?”

The knight (again, more of a Landsknecht, maybe a trabant with that cuirass) nodded dutifully. “Of course.”

Ruby sighed dreamily. “Pretend I'm kissing you— I don't wanna mess up my makeup.”

Weiss cocked an eyebrow at the (embarrassingly) taller girl. Maybe the halberd would help compensate. “Let's go.”

Ruby hummed an affirmative, and they were off into Weiss’ shitty, post-Schnee sedan. She silently thanked her once-dormmate, now-girlfriend, grateful for her and her family's generosity after all of the awful shit came out about her family business— the one her father had seen fit to drive into the ground with books burned and numbers forged, leaving Weiss alone at an expensive college with no money, no support net, and a car she could no longer insure. 

But Ruby had been there. She was already getting some lucrative sponsors— apparently she'd been getting them since high school— and buoyed Weiss’ needs. Ruby even got her to sell that nice car for tuition money, and personally helped her get over her fear of public transport. Then, she told Weiss she would be dropping out to go full-time on her fashion stuff, but offered to split rent on an apartment that would be cheaper than the campus dormitory. 

And Weiss had said: ‘Sorry, what?’

And Ruby had said: ‘You know, like U-Hauling.’

‘I don't know what that is.’

‘It's a gay thing.’

‘You're gay?’

‘Uh, yeah. Why do you think I'm asking you to move in with me?’

Weiss had said something like: ‘Guh-hwuh?’

Ruby had said something like: ‘Weiss, I took you out on a date last week. I said it was a date. Were— were you not listening?’

‘Well— I— we—’

‘We literally kissed!’

Then Weiss had realized she was an idiot, and was probably very drunk at the time of said smooch. She'd told Ruby as much.

‘Oh,’ Ruby had said. ‘Well… you, uh… wanna try it again?’

And Weiss had nodded, Ruby had kissed her, and two years later she wouldn't give Ruby up for anything.

Ruby crinkled the plastic seat cover as she got out, throwing Weiss that crooked smile that she adored. Weiss got out after her girlfriend, having a minor struggle to get her halberd from where it stretched over the console and into the back seat. She offered her arm again, Ruby took it again, and she held her rubber-buffered polearm like a real Swiss Guard as she walked her girlfriend in. 

Her heart felt so full, even just having Ruby beside her, warm and beautiful and hers. That love was such a burden— absolute lead in her belt pouch. She held Ruby close, pivoted her halberd over her shoulder to fit in the doorway, and entered the party.

Neopolitain's socials were stellar affairs, enabled by the immense Torchwick fortune and hosted in their giant, lavish mansion. Invite-only, of course, but Ruby had apparently been a good friend of Neo when they started these things, and while the two of them had steadily drifted apart over the years, Ruby got the yearly invitation without fail.

But this was the first time Ruby’s RSVP had been furnished with ‘Weiss S.’ and not ‘Yang X. L.’ as her plus-one. Yang— Ruby’s half-sister— tore her ACL in a wrestling match. Like, pro-wrestling. Yang was a genuine pay-per-view professional wrestler. Her name was just ‘The Dragon,’ which Weiss thought was extremely asinine, but she still jumped off the couch and whooped like a dumbass whenever she got up on the top rope. Her elbow-drops were astounding. 

After checking in with the bouncer and making sure Weiss’ halberd didn't have any exposed blade, Ruby started pulling her along the edge of the central bustle of the party. A lyricless club beat hammered the air and floor, deafening among the clamor of dense, excited humanity.

“Where are we going!” Weiss shouted over the pounding music.

“To the bar!” Ruby answered, throwing her girlfriend a wink. “We've got about thirty minutes to smooth you over before the anxiety hits!”

“Wha— I— thirty minutes!” Weiss complained, aghast. “How would you know!”

Ruby stopped suddenly, whirled to her partner, and leaned close to her ear. “Because I love you, dumbass, it's kinda my job to know.”

Ruby backed away and grinned, her teeth big and bright against the dark lipstick. Weiss reddened. “Pretend I'm kissing you!” she shouted back, her face hot.

Ruby's grin melted into that lovely, crooked smile again, but she kept pulling Weiss to the bar without any further flirting. She left Weiss at the outskirts of the bar area, ordered something she couldn't hear, and returned drink-in-hand a couple moments later.

“Here!” Ruby shouted over the music, handing over a drink that looked suspiciously like a cold brew with cream. 

Weiss took it. “What is this?” she asked.

“Moscow mule!” Ruby answered. “Vodka with a coffee liqueur!”

“That…” the not-really-a-knight blinked. “That actually sounds really nice!”

Ruby's dark lips crinkled up into the shape her girlfriend loved most, and she leaned forward to boop Weiss on the nose. “I know! I'm amazing! Now I'm gonna go say hi to Neo, you stay here and look pretty!”

Weiss deflated a little.

“Oh, baby!” Ruby cooed, coming closer to cup Weiss’ chin in her palm and squeeze her cheeks. “I'll be back in a second, I just don't want you on the floor with an open drink!”

“Why not?”

“What!”

“Why! Not!”

Ruby winced. “Uh, ya might get drugged! So just stay here and drink so I don't have to catch a murder case!”

Weiss’ throat felt thick. Why did Ruby have to be so god-damn thoughtful? It made her seem like an amateur. “Oh. Okay! I'll—”

“See you in a sec!” Ruby finished for her, backing up towards the human miasma at the party's center. “Love you!”

“I love you too!” Weiss returned, raising her drink as she watched her girlfriend disappear. 

Was it bad that Ruby’s exodus was actually relieving to her? Her heart tugged after her, obviously, but the nervous knot between her lungs and stomach eased with her absence. Sighing, Weiss plopped into a barstool and leaned her halberd against it.

As usual, Ruby knew her better than she knew herself. The drink was lovely, and Weiss got to appreciate it for all of two and a half sips before some big, greasy dude dropped onto the stool next to her. His hair was a bright, artificial red and styled back in a way a particularly susceptible person might find suave.

“Holy shit, I dig your—” his blue eyes widened. “Woah, you're a chick!”

Weiss looked at him, then her drink. Smartly, she only let the latter in her mouth, and deliberately swirled it over her tongue, mulling over its coffee taste and cinnamon tones. She swallowed it only when he ignored her ignoring him, and hissed out with the burn of vodka in her throat, “Yes?”

“I'm Adam!” the guy said frattishly, raking his eyes up and down her body. He stared hard at her cuirass like he could crack it open with his mind, unaware of the fact that, even if he could, her titties wouldn't just explode out like an anime. For once, she appreciated her hot, sweaty gambeson. “I've never been to one of these things before!”

“That's crazy,” Weiss offered, in the same way you would offer someone a tissue you've already blown your nose in.

“Can you guess my theme!” he yelled, audibly trying to sound cool and not at all desperate. He motioned over himself.

He was wearing an oversized graphic t-shirt with one of those Greco-Roman busts on it— in more of a ‘troubling political views’ way than a ‘vaporwave appreciation’ way— along with some dark, baggy sweatpants and a pair of tan boat shoes. 

Weiss’ eyebrows pushed together hard enough to press coal into diamonds. “Uh, a tool?”

He laughed sickeningly, harsh and fast, not humoring the rest of his face at all. “Nah! I'm period accurate! Like period accurate! Like what chicks wear when they're on their period!”

The revulsion that clutched Weiss’ entire body was bestial. Instinctive. Downright Darwinian, formed after generations upon generations of avoiding this specific kind of loser. “Oh, that's… wow.”

He laughed at himself. “Haha, yeah! Creative, right?”

Weiss’ eyes darted for an exit, only to find that the mass of bumping humanity in the middle had swelled, pressing the wall of bodies like a barrier around the bar. Remembering her girlfriend's warning, she held her drink off the tabletop, close over her lap. “Can you leave me alone?”

The guy leaned in. He smelled like he'd drunk an entire bottle of cologne and it was trying to escape through his pores, accented with notes of old, unchanged bong-water. He grinned. “Soon as I get your number.”

Fuck. Shit. Fine, okay. Whatever gets the douche away. Weiss got a napkin, the loser provided a pen, and she flubbed half of her phone number before sliding the digits his way. Adam beamed at the napkin.

He moved to leave, but seemed to have a moment of pause as he stared at the numbers. He pulled his phone out.

Oh, shit. Oh fuck, oh shit. Weiss took a big gulp, shook the vodka off, and grabbed her halberd. It may not be lethal, but it was still a big, heavy stick she could swing around.

Adam punched the green ‘Call’ button. Weiss scooted her stool away, her grip tightening on the halberd.

“Hey, you gave me a fake—”

“Weiss!”

All the tension left Weiss’ body. She turned to her girlfriend’s voice, using the staff of her polearm to create a path through the bodies. Ruby squeezed through it, half-breathless, her painted face was like water in a particularly douchey desert.

“Hey— heough—” Ruby's hands were on her waist. She was panting. “Hey babe! Geez, this thing is tight!”

Weiss moved to kiss her, only to freeze when frattish tones arose once more. “Hey!” the guy called, closer now, and Weiss turned to find him fully off the stool. He was tall. “You gave me a fake number!”

Weiss shrank into her chestplate like a crab in its shell. “Uh, I didn't—”

“Hey!” Ruby, this time, and she surged past Weiss like she was on a mission. “I know you! You're Adam, right!”

Adam opened his mouth. Ruby put her fist in it.

The guy scrambled back, holding his mouth and yelling illegibly into his hands. Ruby spoke louder, and accentuated that fact by stomping her sexy heel into his shitty boat shoe. His shouting turned into a squeal.

“That's for my sister, dick-nuts!” Ruby yelled, grabbing her girlfriend by the arm. “I'm gonna get the bouncer, who the fuck let you in!”

Weiss found herself being tugged along at a speed that shouldn't be possible in a tight crowd— much less in heels— but Ruby moved with strength and grace. Her knuckles were bleeding.

“How do you know that guy!” Weiss yelled over the surrounding clamor.

“My sister-in-law!” Ruby explained. “She told me to punch him if I ever met him!”

“That's it?”

“No! I don't wanna talk about it without her! Just know he's an asshole!”

“Oh! Okay!”

It felt weirdly nice to yell back-and-forth with Ruby. She never really got to use this register of her voice; it reminded her of singing. Singing… maybe she'd have a good chance to try that again, soon.

Ruby worked her way out with ease, and sicced the bouncer Adam-wise with impressively little convincing. They were outside the main party again, far enough that they didn't have to shout over the music.

An odd guilt wormed into Weiss’ stomach. She immediately expulsed it. “He tried hitting on me,” Weiss admitted. “I gave him a fake number.”

Ruby raised a cocky eyebrow at her, a ‘yeah babe, I really wasn't worried’ kind of look. “Glad I punched him, then,” she shook out her left hand and hissed. “His friggin’ teeth cut me.”

Weiss scowled at herself, feeling ashamed as the words crawled out on their own: “I thought it was kinda hot. I've never seen you punch someone before.”

“Yeah?” Ruby laughed, equal-parts husky and devious. “Do I need to punch more people?”

Weiss shared a smile with her. “That won't be necessary.”

“Afraid I'll overstimulate you?”

“Yeah,” Weiss admitted too quickly, making her blush. “I mean, uh…”

Ruby giggled, her lips doing that crooked smile again— corner high on one side, sort of beaked in the middle, as if she were holding back a blinding grin. Weiss’ chest surged.

“Hey, uh, you wanna do the photoshoot now?” she asked. “I can get all the stuff; I think I've got alcohol in the back.”

“You've still got the alcohol back there?”

“It's paying off now.”

Ruby rolled her eyes, but Weiss’ point was unassailable, so she followed her back to the car with a smile.

Weiss took out the camera bag and tripod. “Where'd you wanna shoot?”

“There's a balcony on the second floor,” Ruby answered. “It's got a really nice view over their— get this— hedge maze. Who the heck gets a hedge maze?”

Weiss chortled. “Old money.”

“You ever have one?”

A question like that would've hurt a year ago, but talking to Ruby was so easy now. Easier than easy— it was natural. “We used to. Jacques replaced it with a statue of himself.”

“Seriously?”

Weiss snorted, extracting a half-empty bottle of denatured alcohol from her back seat. “Nope.”

“Weiss!” Ruby whined, pushing her lightly. “I'm gullible, come on!”

How badly she wanted to grab Ruby's wrist, dive into the car, and absolutely ruin her lovely makeup. It was her girlfriend's paycheck, though, so she only took her hand to put the alcohol on it. The cuts were shallow— barely enough to make a visible trickle of blood— but at least they were clean, now. They'd probably scab over before they even bandaged it.

“Think you can shop them out?” Ruby asked, admiring the wounds with an unworried quirk of her lips.

Weiss waved her off. “Probably, and if I can't you definitely can. Now could we get this done?” She thumbed the arm-hole of her cuirass, hoping it would distract from the weight around her hips. “I'm swimming in this thing.”

Ruby gave an affirmative, and they collected the photo stuff without much further smalltalk. Weiss followed her girlfriend back through the party, trying with all her might to think about how disgusting and sweaty she felt instead of what she was about to do. Ruby led them up a flight of stairs.

“We're not really allowed up here,” she whispered to Weiss as they padded down the empty halls of the second floor.

“What!” Weiss hissed. “Why— we can't post these if we're not allowed! Neo will get pissed!”

Ruby waved her off. “Nah, I talked to ‘em. They said we'd be fine so long as we don't get caught, and there's not really anyone up here to get caught by so…”

Weiss groaned. “Seriously?”

Ruby sidled up, well within the bounds of personal space. “We can do whatever,” she purred, “so long as we don't get caught.”

Weiss pursed her lips, her cheeks taking a dust of pink. “Babe, belay the horniness. We've got pictures to take.”

Her girlfriend pouted, then crossed her arms and harrumphed many harrumphs, but they achieved sweet fuck-all against the bulkwark of Weiss. Before she could become disheartened by the cockblocking, Ruby excitedly bounded to a door. “Ooh! This is the one! Oh, this is gonna be so sick! C’mon, c’mon!”

Weiss fondly rolled her eyes, but rushed forward to open the door for her girlfriend despite the fact Ruby was already there. She was the knight in this relationship, after all— she wore the hosen. 

And the view was sick. The hedge maze stretched out over the massive Torchwick property like a tangle of green, geometric worms, organized very politely so as not to invade one another’s boundaries. Faint yellow lights were strung along the hedges, but the sun was still exerting the last dregs of its influence before nightfall, turning the sky into a cloudless, navy expanse, sparsely twinkling with distant stars. The air was cold, which felt like heaven to Weiss. Ruby shivered against the breeze.

“Okay,” Ruby huffed, breathing hard to amp herself up. “Let's get this done. It's cold as balls.”

Weiss answered with a sharp nod, and made quick work of the photoshoot equipment, taking special care to hammer the position of the delay button into her brain. For her own part, Ruby mostly focused on fanning her face dry and lounging about the balcony in various positions. When Weiss gave her the thumbs-up, they started shooting.

It was a lovely night. The warm lighting from the mansion’s interior played perfectly on Ruby, highlighting her as the night got darker. Weiss wished they could stay in that twilight forever, hanging on the precipice, at the perfect point before rapture. For some reason, Ruby had never looked more beautiful.

But it would be too dark, soon. Weiss had enough pictures. Her belt was heavy.

“Hey, babe?”

Ruby perked up. “Yeah? We done? It's getting kinda dark.”

Weiss smiled sheepishly over the camera. “Uh, not… not quite. There's one more thing I want to try.”

Ruby gave her a befuddled expression— Weiss’ role in direction had never been more than observation and advice— but gave her a trustful nod. “What's up?”

“I want to be in it.”

Ruby reeled. “Huh?”

Weiss repeated herself.

“You— you do?” Ruby’s confusion shattered in an instant, and her ensuing smile nearly turned the night to day again. “Heck yeah! Get over here!”

Weiss meekly shuffled to her girlfriend’s side. She tried her best to pose with the halberd. Ruby's mouth twisted in a funny way.

“Eh, no, not like that. Try… take the bumpers off.”

“But—” 

“We’ll put them back on,” Ruby assured. “Do you think real knights went around with dull weapons?”

Weiss was pretty sure she could find an account of such a thing, but relented and took the bumpers off. She didn't have time to argue semantics. 

“Oh, nice,” the princess admired. “Yeah, you look awesome. Okay, now try all relaxed, like— yeah! Yeah, lean on the— oh, nice! Babe, you are a natural! I'm gonna set the delay!”

Weiss nodded. Ruby darted to the camera, set the delay, and returned to take a pose— languishing in the crook of Weiss’ free arm, reaching over and dragging one nail beneath her chin, staring at her with so much genuine want that Weiss blushed. It took a lot to keep her eyes forward, but she managed it, and the camera clicked shortly thereafter. Ruby rushed to check it, but her girlfriend held her back.

“Let me,” Weiss insisted, trying and failing to sound inconspicuous.

“Why?” Ruby drawled, raising one suspicious brow.

Weiss went ahead towards the camera, and Ruby foolishly trusted her not to do anything crazy. She set the longest delay she could. Ruby watched warily, still leaning against the balcony's black railing.

“Ruby.”

Ruby's eyes bored into her, inspecting Weiss’ every movement as she returned from the camera and stood before her. “Yes?”

Weiss shuffled on her feet, her lips fighting for an expression that they couldn't settle on. “You remember after everything with my dad? How I was?”

Ruby snorted, but her humor died when she saw the deep look in her girlfriend's eyes. “Oh, uh… yeah. Of course I do— I'll never forget.”

“Do you remember what I did?”

Ruby's eyebrows briefly furrowed, then rose, then furrowed again. Her lips started to shake a little. “You… said you'd change it.”

Weiss fought her lips, forcing them to purse into stillness. “Change what?”

Ruby raised her chin a little. “Weiss?”

“Change what?”

A deep, quivering inhale. “Your name.”

All the nerves just… went away. It was the easiest thing to kneel. Her hand, though it was shaking like hell, felt lighter than air as it slipped into her pouch. She pulled out the box. She showed Ruby the ring. “Ruby Rose—”

“Oh, you fucker!”

“Will you marry me?”

“Of course, you dick! Of course I'll—”

The camera snapped. They framed that picture.

[yub-yub-commander]

COSPLAY WIP THREAD: DARK BLOOM KNIGHT

I can't post this literally anywhere else online except Patreon because I really don't want one of the judges at the con I'm competing at seeing the WIP for my new build. XD

In 20 days I will be competing at KamiCon in Alabama. My goal is to finish an entirely new competition build by the Thursday before.

I have 18 days To make my own, original design (inspired by this artwork) of Dark Bloom.

Going to share my design later as I'm still hammering out a few final details.

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Accessories are DONE.

3D modeled by me. Covered in tiny rhinestones. I think total time was like 7 hours from modeling to finish (not counting print time or reprints).

Arms are DONE (also peep Cheetara being the bestest potato.)

Hand patterned using the Ranger Fearne arm patterns I made last year.

Materials: Blue velvet from a thrifted dress, gold bias tape for the top edge, and gold ribbon for the finger.

Closed with a single clasp (might add a second) on the side. All seams overlock stitched and hems fully rolled.

Took about 3 hours? I didn't really do much to my original pattern other than elongate the front to have more flap.

Under tunic! It's nearly done, lol.

Fully self-patterned (a shirt-like top with a partial circle skirt for the back) and then dip dyed the cotton outer layer for a gradient blue.

I have no clue what I used for the lining. It's some sort of polyester I got from a thrift store.

Goal is to add clasps or lacing to the front and a bias (light blue or gold?) all around. Kinda tempted to add some sort of trim to the bottom layer, but IDK. I still have to make another piece for this, so I might decorate that a ton. Also I have a ton of rhinestones to add to it to bedazzle it XD

Screenshot from a video, but I'm digging it! Still working on the attachments for the front part, but AAAHHHH. Tunic is done!

Started on patterning last night, and I think I have everything ready. Planning on working on the base for the armor today (YUP it has armor, folks!).

[briarvalleyarchives]

New Beginnings: Event Masterlist

╰┈➤ ❝ whether you consider the blessings given to celebrate the birth of a newborn child or the union of two newlyweds; the blooming of the flowers each spring or the introduction of a young ruler, new beginnings have been of great importance throughout the history of the fae. perhaps you might be thinking of the famed general, who one day adopted a human baby and raised it into a fine young knight. or maybe you consider the first time prince malleus draconia established connections with the human world and joined the student body of a famed mage academy. or perhaps, in the winds of change, our lands may find hope after the great devastation of war that has plagued bygone years. ❞

Event duration: April 11th 2023 ─ April 30th 2023

1. Kissed by Spring's Delight • Malleus x fem!Reader

Every morning is delightful when you wake up with the love of your life and your little bundle of joy by your side.

[by @moonlit-midnight]

2. Ataraxia • Post-Overblot Characters

See, what they don’t tell you is what happens to the mages that overcome a blot. Those few instances become side notes—something mentioned as an ‘oh yes, and—’ at the bottom of a page, which you need to squint at to read and half of the time you don’t see at all. No light is given to the aftermath, to the comprehension of what happened or the slow process of recovery. No light is given to those seeking out their new beginnings.  But they exist. They are a tale of their own.  

[by @chernabogs]

3. When I'm with you, I'm in utopia • Malleus x gn!Reader

Wherein you and Malleus spend your first date skating and holding hands.

[by @moonlit-midnight]

4. A Dance towards the Light • Malleus x gn!Reader

Wherein Malleus was darkness incarnate, but his love for you was like dancing towards the light.

[by @moonlit-midnight]

5. A first spring • Azul Ashengrotto

there's not much pollen in the sea, now is there? or at least one merfolk have encountered before. during his first spring on land, azul gets to experience allergies first-hand

[by @crow-stars]

6. To her Light • Lilia Vanrouge

He remembered the echoes of those very few lives that had been dear to him, and he wished she could come back and whisper to him and tell him how to cradle a life the way she did. 

[by @curekibouka-writing]

7. The Language of Flowers • Malleus x gn!Reader

Malleus wonders what gift he may give you in order to court you. Luckily, Lilia is there to help.

[by @animusicnerd]

8. A New Beginning • Deuce Spade

Deuce overheard his mom speaking on the phone to his grandmother one night. Her words that night play in his head over and over again.

[by @theroseredreaper]

9. Cosplaying with Leona • Leona x gn!Reader

During this spring season, with new beginnings blooming left and right, Leona learns about and enters the wonderful world of cosplay with his S/O who is a cosplayer

[by @thebettybook]

[shizucheese]

In darkness blooms the spider lily.

We're on 4.3, folks, and I'm once again abusing my "FFXIV vet streaming the game on a fresh character" privilege to bring you all this screenshot I took on my main (which wasn't exactly what I was going for but actually like way, way better). So what exactly is that little shit Asahi up to? What's that mirror he gave to Yotsuyu all about? Will she regain her memories, and if she does, what then?

Catch me on Twitch every Sunday starting at 4:30 Central and every Tuesday and Wednesday starting at 7:30 Central! I'm still figuring out all of my sub goals/ incentives, but if you guys get me to 100 subs I'll cosplay the Cornservant. (Official post about this coming soon!)

[regalfairytaleacademy]

Day of Hotesses Roses

Event Story

It is a fundraising events in June, when the roses will bloom every year. It is also to commemorate the history of Rose Host Club. In the meantime, they opens a fund for upgrades the school facilities in the campus and dormitories.

It has a dance ball on the the last day of June. They called it, 'Mystique Rose Dance'.

Outfit

[Guest Meeting Events]

RFA students are required to wear a club member rose-colored blazer and they are only allowed to wear black skirts or pants.

However, RFA students doesn't need to following the rules of Roses Host Club or play the part of the members of that club to the customers. They just need to play as good hostess to their guests.

[Ball Dress]

Students may wear any style of gowns, and the color may be the same as the blazer they are wearing.

Club Activities

According to the History of Rose Host Club, they usually have a theme and different club activities each day. The Hosts have different "types" and "techniques" to entertain their guests, the most typical of which is cosplay and hosting a tea-and-conversation service, though tea-and-flirting is preferred by its guests. The Club also has an active website where updates about events, photos and online auctions may be viewed.

Nothing but history, in RFA students just need to act like hostesses/friendly advisors. Also, Paw Pflege housewarden discovers the abandoned palace and opens it up as a haunted house during Halloween. It is open frequently for exploring the surroundings of the house and learning about the Prince of Darkness' history, as well as viewing rows of rare black roses.

Customers cherished to this events, and students are happy to have this memories as the good value to joining activities. Even there has a school exchange sometimes, to knowing other students and their life in countries.

Presenting

Dragonroyal - Maiden of Red Rose

Voguefleur - Gemini Twins

Sezonatura - Rosy Pink Lolita

Melodiamour - White Rose Prince

Techneige - Cool Lavender

Aquadormancy - Dark Blue's Wild

Paw Pflege - Dark Prince

[fierydragonprincess]

Creatus, Fortis, Sovertio, Relix!! 😈🔥🔮

Epic photo by @cflashninja

Magical edit by @dorian_photoart

(Credits are Insta)

[ronaldanthony4]

I’ve created another digital artwork, and this time, I couldn’t be prouder of how it turned out. Once again, I chose to feature my beloved original characters, Arlon and Liliana. These two have become more than just drawings to me—they’ve grown into the embodiment of my ideal romantic love. Every time I draw them, I aim to capture not only their outward beauty but also the essence of their bond, a connection that feels timeless, pure, and deeply affectionate.

This particular artwork portrays Arlon and Liliana as children once again, during their later childhood years. This time, they’re cosplaying as Peter Pan and Wendy Darling, characters whose story resonates with themes of adventure, wonder, and a touch of innocent romance. Arlon, with his spirited charm and adventurous personality, makes a perfect Peter Pan. His costume in my artwork draws inspiration from the 1991 Peter Pan comics—a vibrant, leafy ensemble that looks like it was plucked straight out of Neverland.

His green shorts are made of overlapping leaves, giving them a natural, whimsical look, and a thin brown belt at his waist holds a small wooden dagger. Barefoot as always, Arlon’s feet are slightly dirtied, as if he’s just returned from flying over grassy fields and muddy streams. His tousled dark brown hair, wild and free, perfectly complements his golden eyes, which sparkle with mischief and a hint of magic. His wide, playful smile, combined with his lively pose—mid-jump with his arms spread out—makes him seem as if he’s about to take off into the sky.

Liliana, on the other hand, is the picture of grace and elegance, even in her simplicity. She’s dressed in what appears to be a delicate white nightgown, reminiscent of Wendy’s iconic attire in the original Peter Pan story. The gown is made of soft, flowing fabric, its ruffled hem and thin straps adding a touch of charm. Her long, wavy brown hair cascades down her back, framing her heart-shaped face. Her bright blue eyes, wide and full of wonder, seem to reflect the magic of Neverland itself. Her expression—a mix of joy and curiosity—captures Wendy’s role as both a storyteller and a dreamer. She stands on tiptoes, her bare feet slightly angled as though she’s ready to twirl or take Arlon’s hand and follow him to the stars.

What makes this artwork special, however, isn’t just their costumes or poses. It’s the setting and the energy it conveys. Behind them stretches a magical landscape—a lush meadow bathed in sunlight, with vibrant green grass that seems almost too perfect to be real. In the distance, a cascade of waterfalls tumbles into sparkling pools, surrounded by colourful trees and blooming flowers. The sky above is a brilliant blue, dotted with fluffy white clouds, completing the ethereal feel of the scene. It’s not just a backdrop; it’s a world—a little piece of Neverland brought to life.

Arlon and Liliana’s relationship in this artwork mirrors the spirit of Peter Pan and Wendy, but with a unique twist that’s entirely their own. They’re not just two kids playing dress-up; they’re actors, prodigious talents in their community who excel both academically and artistically. Arlon and Liliana aren’t just your average straight-A students—they’re prodigies, the kind of children who seem to shine in everything they do. Their intelligence and creativity set them apart, but it’s their charm and beauty that make them stand out even more.

Their academic excellence is matched only by their theatrical brilliance. In their small but vibrant community, they’ve become stars of the local theatre, always chosen to play the main characters in performances. Whether it’s a ballet, a musical, or a classic play, their presence on stage is magnetic. It’s not just their talent that draws people in—it’s the way they embody their roles with a natural grace and authenticity. Arlon, with his boyish energy and boundless imagination, has a knack for bringing adventurous characters to life. Liliana, on the other hand, exudes a poise and emotional depth that makes her perfect for roles that require both strength and vulnerability.

The musical production of Peter Pan was no exception. When the community theatre announced their plans to stage it, everyone knew Arlon and Liliana were the obvious choices for the lead roles. The rehearsals were intense, but for them, it was pure joy. Arlon loved practising his “flying” scenes, leaping off props and swinging on makeshift vines, while Liliana took great care in perfecting Wendy’s heartfelt monologues. Together, they brought a chemistry to the stage that left audiences spellbound.

I'm imagining their performance on opening night. The theatre was packed, the air buzzing with excitement. When the curtains rose and the spotlight fell on Arlon and Liliana, it was as if the world outside ceased to exist. Arlon, as Peter Pan, was a whirlwind of energy, darting across the stage with an infectious smile that made you believe in fairies and flying ships. Liliana, as Wendy, brought a tender warmth to her role, her voice like a lullaby as she spoke of dreams and adventures. Their duet during the “You Can Fly” number brought tears to my eyes—it was a perfect blend of childlike wonder and the bittersweet realisation that adventures, no matter how magical, must eventually come to an end.

But it wasn’t just their performance that captivated me; it was the way they supported each other throughout the production. Arlon, ever the protective and caring friend, would encourage Liliana whenever she doubted herself. “You’re the best Wendy there ever was,” he’d say with that mischievous grin of his. And Liliana, with her nurturing nature, would remind Arlon to pace himself and not overexert during rehearsals. “Even Peter Pan needs to rest sometimes,” she’d tease, earning a laugh from him every time.

Their friendship offstage mirrored the magic they created onstage. They weren’t just co-stars; they were kindred spirits, two halves of a whole. They had a bond that seemed unbreakable, forged through shared experiences and an unspoken understanding of each other’s hearts. Watching them interact, whether they were rehearsing lines, sharing a laugh, or simply sitting in comfortable silence, was like witnessing a rare and beautiful dance—one that needed no music or audience to be complete.

After the success of the musical, I couldn’t resist immortalising their roles as Peter Pan and Wendy in my artwork. I wanted to capture not just their physical appearances but the essence of who they were in that moment—two extraordinary kids playing extraordinary characters, yet remaining true to themselves. I poured my heart into every detail, from the texture of Arlon’s leafy tunic to the soft folds of Liliana’s gown, from the sparkle in their eyes to the playful energy in their poses.

Creating this artwork felt like stepping into Neverland myself. As I painted the vibrant colours of the meadow and the cascading waterfalls, I imagined the stories Arlon and Liliana might tell if they were truly in that magical place. Would Arlon, like Peter, declare that he’d never grow up? Would Liliana, like Wendy, gently remind him that growing up doesn’t mean losing the ability to dream? These thoughts filled me with a sense of wonder and nostalgia, reminding me of the magic that exists in childhood and the friendships that shape us.

Now, as I look at the finished piece, I can’t help but smile. It’s more than just a digital painting—it’s a celebration of Arlon and Liliana, their creativity, their bond, and the joy they bring to those around them. It’s a reminder that even in a world that often feels chaotic and uncertain, there’s still room for beauty, imagination, and love. It serves as a testament to the power of friendship and the importance of holding onto our dreams as we navigate through the complexities of adulthood. The painting captures a moment of innocence and joy that resonates with anyone who has ever cherished a childhood friendship.

As I share this artwork with others, I hope it inspires them to see the magic in their own lives—the friendships that uplift them, the dreams that keep them moving forward, and the moments of joy that make everything worthwhile. Arlon and Liliana may be fictional, but the love and connection they represent are very real. And as long as I continue to create, their story will live on, a testament to the power of art to capture the essence of the human spirit.

[bmlightsabers]

Unleash the Dark Side: Why Our Red Lightsaber is the Final Selection

Each detail of our red light saber Star Wars replicas is created with accuracy. From the hilt’s glossy design to the lively, blooming blade, our lightsabers carry an experience that is as close as possible to what you see in the exhibition. Whether you are using it for cosplay or as part of your collecting, our red lightsaber for sale will transport you straight into the Star Wars world.

More Info: https://bmlightsabers.weebly.com/blog/unleash-the-dark-side-why-our-red-lightsaber-is-the-final-selection

[hirazuki]

Hi Hira, how's things? Hope you're doing swell, really love the new cosplay look and had to write here too. The colors! Your eyes! The cold palette goes so well together, love your Elves and (ahem)Maiar interpretations. It feels to me they're so balanced & look so authentic! (disclaimer just woke up sorry for any possible misfires on the choice of words) Can't wait to see the Maeglin shoot too (unless I misremember it's sometime in future?)

PS: Big Thank You for the reblogs too, it all means so much! Take care!

Hiiiiiii!!

I'm doing okay, life's being life, but I'm taking a few days off of work so that's helping restore some energy for tumblring and doing creative stuff ^^

Alsdkjflsdkfjsdlkfj thank youuuu!! You are so sweet 😭 I'm so glad you like them!! Balanced and authentic??? I'm insanely flattered right now, you have no idea. After years of doing screen-accurate cosplays, it's been a lot of fun just playing with my own designs and throwing looks together! Maeglin shoot will probably happen in the spring -- I found a place that could pass for Gondolin, with a tower structure and large gardens, and I want the flowers and greenery to be in full bloom + bright sunshine for max contrast with our dark angsty elf XD (though if one of my cosplay acquaintances hosts an open shoot at an appropriate location, I might wear him for some mining-in-the-mountains photos).

You are SO WELCOME, I love seeing your art, no matter the fandom -- my dash just isn't the same place without it ♡

[valkariel]

Unhallowed Essence

» Diablo III «

Loosely Diablo 3 Demon Hunter themed! A hood would be more accurate to the demon hunter class, but I like the feather on this hat.

As for the name... I was originally going to refer to the Natalya's Vengeance set, but ended up doing a cosplay of that one instead. So I used another DH set name, even though it looks nothing like the actual UE set :'>

Head: Edenchoir Chapeau of Aiming - soot black Body: Neo Kingdom Coat of Aiming - jet black / default Hands: Moonward Armlets of Aiming - slate grey Legs: Augmented Crystarium Breeches of Aiming - snow white Feet: Crocodileskin Thighboots of Aiming - dark red / ash grey

Alt Head: YoRHa Type-51 Hood of Aiming

Earring: The Emperor's New Earrings Neck: The Emperor's New Necklace Wrists: The Emperor's New Bracelet Right Ring: The Emperor's New Ring Left Ring: The Emperor's New Ring

Main Hand: Edenchoir Arquebus - ash grey Off Hand: --

Fashion Accessory: -- Minion: -- Mount: -- Location: #studionox - Primal/Lamia Goblet W29 P59

Shader: Faeberry Bloom

[anegromoses]

I love niche tastes. I went to comiccon and I instantly recognized a Dark Bloom cosplay. Like wow girl hat was like 2 episodes your brain is so BIG