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melonaspirin · 1 year ago
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instant smile maker
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gabs-magical-abs · 4 months ago
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Adaia: alive
Tabris: dead via the ultimate sacrifice
Leliana: getting yelled at by Adaia for not protecting Tabris
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undying-lilies · 1 year ago
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a long-awaited sneak peak of the story concept I utterly failed to ignore
a.k.a. the Little Mermaid gets adopted by pirates who are hired to kidnap the prince she may or may not have saved :D
A knock sounded on the door. Captain Harlock’s eyes flitted over to the prince, but he said, “Come in.”
The door opened, and in walked a girl that was so stunning she looked like she belonged in a painting.
She wore the plainest clothing Lorcan had ever seen - a skirt that had clearly been fashioned out of an old sail and a beige blouse - but she wore them with the grace of a princess. Hands so pale and dainty they looked like alabaster held a tray and hair so glossy and black it looked like the depths of the sea was pulled back with a simple gray handkerchief. There was a choker with a single pearl attached to it around her neck.
On the tray was a hunk of bread with a knife sticking out of it, a pot of something that smelled like coffee, two crude mugs that had been fashioned out of scraps of metal, and a little bowl of sugar cubes. She breezed by the prince and set the tray on the desk before the captain.
“Is it tea time already?” Harlock said, taking the tray from her. “Thank you, Lassie. I would’ve forgotten if it weren’t for you.”
These pirates made time for tea? Lorcan had a sudden vivid image of Harlock making him walk the plank while sipping a cup of tea with his pinky out.
The girl smiled at Harlock and turned around to leave - but when she spotted Lorcan, she froze. Her coral-colored eyes slowly widened to the size of dinner plates.
Then, without so much as a “goodbye”, she ran out of the captain’s quarters.
“Hmm. Strange,” Harlock commented from the desk. 
Lorcan leaned sideways to catch a glimpse of the girl as she hurried downstairs. He turned back to the captain. “Who was she?” 
“Lassie?” Harlock started pouring tea into the mugs. “She’s our little free spirit. She sorta flirts about from one thing to the next on our ship - she’s mesmerized by almost anything. She’s usually much more friendly, though. One lump or two?”
“Er . . . one lump.” Lorcan wasn’t about to refuse tea from a pirate who could kill him any second. “Where did she come from?”
“Well, we’re not really sure,” Harlock said, dropping a sugar cube into one of the mugs. “We found her in the middle of the sea with nothing but a pearl. I mean, absolutely nothing. Had to use an old sail for some of her clothes. Here you go.”
That was maybe a bit more information than Lorcan needed. He took the mug from the captain and took a sip to distract himself from scandalous thoughts he had no business thinking - and nearly spat the tea out. 
“This is scalding!” Lorcan cried. “Are you trying to burn my tongue off?!”
“Yeah, that’d be Melshi,” Harlock said, dropping two sugars into his own mug. “He’s our cook. He has a habit of boiling the water for a bit too long. He has a habit of cooking everything for a bit too long, actually.” He sipped on his tea and seemed to relish in the extra-hot liquid. “Mm, just the way I like it.” 
“You’re all deranged,” Lorcan said. “All of you. I can’t survive much more of this.”
“Feel free to die, Your Highness. Care for some bread?”
Lorcan would’ve thrown his hands in the air, but then he would’ve sploshed the hot tea all over himself and probably die from first-degree burns instead of the pirates. “Fine.”
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lineffability · 1 year ago
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🦪 "only" - give us the oyster porn line we hunger for it
 It was only when Aziraphale eyed him with some concern that he realized he had lain down on the floor, when what Aziraphale had probably meant was to lie down on the bed thing, he’d forgotten the name again, he’d forgotten a lot more than that, apparently, his plan had worked, his mind was dysfunctional, and before he could command his body to get back up Aziraphale was down on the tiles with him, pushing his legs apart as he settled between them. 
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orangetintedglasses · 10 months ago
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Don't you have something that you want to protect more than anything else, too? RP+ask blog for Vash the Stampede of Trigun Stampede indie. temporarily selective. canon divergent primary verse set after the final episode of S1 - dubbed S1.5 please read rules before following or interacting rules. // about. // verse+AUs. // ask memes.
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spiral-wizard · 1 year ago
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tiredassmage · 2 years ago
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“Confirmation?”
“Legate.”
Yavin IV double agent special scene my beloved, my everything
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fox-quills · 11 months ago
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/52734817/chapters/133382041
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danse-gang · 2 years ago
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witchlightsands · 2 years ago
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matchmadeinsevenhells · 2 years ago
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Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: House of the Dragon (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen/Lucerys Velaryon (Son of Rhaenyra) Characters: Lucerys Velaryon (Son of Rhaenyra), Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen, Aegon II Targaryen Additional Tags: POV Lucerys Velaryon (Son of Rhaenyra), Lucerys Velaryon (Son of Rhaenyra)-centric, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Warning: Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen, Cannibalism, Forced Cannibalism, Eye Trauma, Non-Consensual Body Modification, Prisoner of War, Dark Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen, Hurt No Comfort, Bloody Kisses, Forced Kiss, "wow such a deeply passionate kiss", (says Aemond), (while everyone else tries to not throw up), (Lucerys looks into camera like he’s on The Office), author has an agenda to make Luce stick as Lucerys' nickname instead of Luke, Targcest | Targaryen Incest (A Song of Ice and Fire), Uncle/Nephew Incest, Extremely Dubious Consent, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat Chapters: 1/2 Series: Part 7 of oh, how the dragons were dancing Summary:
Lucerys is taken prisoner.
Aemond has plans, and they start where it all started: with an eye.
I think you should all read my newest pet Dead Dove, Lucemond feat. Eye Trauma and Cannibalism <3
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safyresky · 2 years ago
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I'M CACKLING Y'ALL
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16k!!!! 16k!!!!!! I'M D Y I N G HOW DID IT GET SO LONG 😂😂😂
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gfl-neural-cloud · 1 year ago
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Dear Professor,
Featuring Live2D animations and exclusive voicing, Clukay's Projection "Aflame Accent" from the [Iridescent Musicale] series will be available following the maintenance on May 30th!
"As destiny would have it, here and now—hear my song!"
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tofu-flapjack · 2 years ago
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dreaming-belladonnas · 2 years ago
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“The fact that everyone is talking about my type is a little crazy.” She sees you all.
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ghoulxn · 2 years ago
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Babs
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