#he is a pretty princess after all

[the-poets-are-screaming]

you're a good writer and I love your adrian x reader snippet for you, I apologize,

I'm not a writer nor do I know proper eng grammar

(After taka and sumi betray adrian, reader is there to help him, they are angry at him for trusting taka and sumi even after being warned of how they could be dangerous. Reader is mean and frustrated and irrational)

Tw: fight, yelling, crying, mild description of blood, jealousy

"you could have died! Your loneliness made you blind to their intentions, and you didnt listen to me once!" you pointed your fingers at him, with your brows furrowed, your shivered, limbs rigid like a bow ready to shoot.

"Every day, seing them scurry around the castle, and you seemed too happy to ignore the glances they gave eachother, the way they were all too happy to enter the armory, all because of the false promise of connection and love" your breathing was erratic and you were almost crushing the salve you were applying in his wounds between your fingers.

Adrian seemed... scared and mortified, like a child being chastised, his eyes were brimming with tears. He didn't mean to... it looked like he wanted to say something, to speak. Maybe even to beg for you to not be so upset with him and you knew it, your words seeped like venom into him, the adrenaline coursing your body and the stickiness of the two guest's blood dripping from your skin.

"And I told you so... I told you! And you didn't listen... and the worst part? You want to know what's the worst part?" A reflection of his fear flashed on your face, your eyes foggy with tears as the real reason of why you were upset crashed on you, you finished applying the salve, which you let fall carelessly onto the floor.

Adrian tried to reach you, to grab your hand but he was shaking too much, his body was weary and stinging and your words stuck onto him. Whimpers and sobs left his body he said three wobbling words "Please...I just..." the rest of his phrase died in his throat.

You grab his shoulder and bring him closer "the worst part is that I tried to keep you company, and as much as you were happy to spend your days training and eating with them, you were just as happy to ignore me, it's like you never cared for my company. You needed those two wretched, lying vampire hunters to full your heart... why? Why ask me to stay in the castle in the first place if you didn't see me as someone you'd want as company..." you wanted to fall to your knees as time seemed to slow, the high of adrenaline leading to a crash of exhaustion. Adrian too, his beautiful face was sullen and tears fell from his eyes unrestrained

Two people sobbing could be heard in alucards room, the moonlight reflected in the glass shards of the broken window lit their tears like stars falling into the crumpled bedsheets.

"...you know... Trevor and sypha might be traveling on their own,but I'm still here... I want to be here and not be like a ghost, adrian"

Your head fell on his shoulder when you pulled him into a weak hug, where neither of you had enough strength to do anything more

"...let me be here for you... please" you mumbled

(IM NOT GOOD AT WRITING AT ALL BUT I TRIED CUZ I LOVE HIM AND I WANTED TO TRY TO DO ANGSTY STUFF, I HOPEFULLY DIDNT MAKE YOU CRINGE. THIS IS A SMALL SNIPPET OF A BIGGER IDEA AAA)

Your writing astonished me darling, i absolutely love it!! Allow me add some bits on my part, will that be alright?

“I’ve got my eye on you.”

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After the tragic night, you doted on him like royalty, he averted to touch after such event but yours, you held no malice to your touch but he know long ago your touch never held ill intentions, nor did you.

Though, he didn’t have enough energy to even bother making food for himself, but he wanted to make food for you, hopefully as an apology but you digressed, you focused on him, you note to him that you could take care of yourself and you had long forgiven him, he was vulnerable, lonely, in which it lead to such a tragedy.

Your hands held his gently, always caressing him when he needed, assisting on healing those nasty silver wounds etched by the greedy bastards, your mind was filled with fury towards the two, yet your hands remained tender, with love. Whenever he cried, he felt guilty for ever shunning you, but thank whatever deity out there that you have a heart, you held and vowed with no hatred to his weeping soul.

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It was a day after hunting, the tragedy happened atleast a week or two, ago, you were trying to bring his energy back up, in which it was working cause, of course, alucard hated it when he felt weak the whole time, if belmont was there, he would’ve taunted him for it.

…

“I can feed myself you know..” he murmured, a hint of playfulness in his tone, or sarcasm. nonetheless, it brung you relief.

“Shush.” You probed the spoon into his mouth, his lips parted allowing the spoon access to his mouth, he loved the stew you made for him, rabbit stew, it motivates him to hunt more just to get a hold of that..

You slowly reached out to gently tuck a strand of his hair to his ear, his eyes met yours, gods.. he has such long lashes, you were almost jealous.

Your gaze softened as you met his vulnerability, you placed the spoon down before slowly pulling him into a hug, despite being aware of your gesture always remaining of no ill intentions, you still made sure to slow your gestures, giving him any time to move away, and he recognized that, and he never felt safer.

His cheek rested onto your clavicle, his safe haven is always near your face, perhaps your body, the body he felt comfortable attaching himself to, the body that healed his own.

You rest your cheek atop his head, pressing a gentle kiss around his temple, you reached up to massage his tension-filled scalp, your thumbs rubbing circles onto his temple, a soft sigh spilled from his lips.

He looked younger with his eyes closed, the tensions fading off his face, your heart shattered at that mere sight, a sight that nasty people find an advantage in rather than caretaking.

You swallowed the lump in your throat, hoping the tears rimming your e/c eyes don’t stream down your cheeks as he drifted to a short nap.

Oh sweet angel..

You vowed to hold him, even if he sleeps for centuries, you remain in the same position, if it means to keep him in a peaceful state.

When there are visitors, perhaps with ill intentions, you’re aware he could defend himself, but now, you hold far more hostility than hospitality, and you vow to yourself (and possibly him) that if you catch any scar on him, the one that had scarred him will leave without a head.

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[uncharted-constellations]

The Princess and Hero of the First Great Calamity

The orange snoot is very important to me….

[kentjohnson91]

[sluckythewizard]

FIIIINALLY almost nailed my designs for lizzie and caspian can i get a HEEEELLL YEAAH???? i think these two make a vvery cute duo and i cannt wait to see them again. i also hope they both get hurt reaaaallly really badly. togeter

[crabsnpersimmons]

Miss, it's time to go to bed. Are you on your phone again? Sleeping late will ruin your lovely skin. This is the final warning. If you don't fall asleep now, We are going to dance. - "잘자요 아가씨" by ASMRZ

found this song and i was possessed to draw @starriegalaxy's butler Eclipse dancing to it

(also i apologize in advance for my horrendous hiragana, hangul, and cursive)

Textless, effectless version under the cut!

[lunarharp]

being attached to that moment qifrey held a baby one time and my ideas for the future :)

[noctilu-uca]

"I live in the snow, the scent of what was and what never will be, filling me once again. The clear skies remind me of you, hopefully one day they'll cloud and turn into something new." "..." "Happy Birthday."

HAPPPPYYY BIIRRTTHHDAAAYYYY SMAMAAMAMTMTOTOKKIII !!!! !

WOOOOAAHAHHH !!!!!!!! I love him sooo much !! been hauling all day for this guy, listened to only hypmic and had MTC on repeat LMAOAOAOA

but anyway ~ I maybe may or may not have written that poem myself. to keep with the theme I have going today with "something old" considering all the art below is... well, old. I decided to take an excerpt from a poem I wrote last year. I think it fits him well ~

for my lovely little princess, here is a gallery of all (most.) of the art ive made of him over the years !

Some are unfinished, some are finished. This is also a good way to see my art progress, i think... Anyway, the guy !!! The guy ever !!!

There is definitely more out there in my sketch books they are either ugly or horribly unfinished.

But i love this little guy a lot !!! Hes always been a little bit of a muse to me. I really love his design and often times find myself gravitating toward making similar features on my own characters, even before i knew him...

Samatoki will live forever guys i promise

[cicada-candy]

I get the sense that Nina is gonna haunt the next season.

[seithr]

powerful sorcerer with magical storm blood who can still magic and rend minds and transform people btw

[hanzajesthanza]

i’m excited for the prequel but i also have this nauseating feeling about reading geralt as a young man…

because it will make him feel more real and give him a life “before” everything. which will recontextualize “everything we know about him” into “everything that happens to him in the years leading up to his death” …

but it also makes me kind of happy because we know all of this love happened to him, even when he felt inferior and probably would not believe it…

like my guy. you are going to have the best friends and the best family… i know everyone seems to keep hating you and betraying you and kicking you and punching you and cursing at you and throwing rocks at you and spitting at you and muttering amongst themselves how much they fear you and screaming at you when you walk down the street but you are gonna be soooo beloved, trust me on this, it’s only twenty more years of being punched and kicked and slapped and sworn at and hated on and oh you also get kicked by a horse too and your knee also is fucked up and you also lose everything including your sword and several pints of blood but

[duckapus]

Pokemon/WarioWare crossover because why not throw yet another Anime Rewrite AU that I say I'll write a fic for and fully intend to but never do on the pile? (i have issues...)

Five years before the start of the series Delia and Ash find a girl around Ash's age with red eyes lost in a park who can't remember anything about herself except that her name is Ashley. Fallers are a bit more common in this timeline than others (though still pretty rare and not yet well understood) so when the authorities investigate they realize her situation pretty quickly...particularly how near-impossible it would be to get a 5-year-old who seems to be from a world without Pokemon (Fallers typically remember what Pokemon are and can name ones they're familiar with, so the fact that she only refers to them by general terms like "cat" or "bird" and is confused by a lot of their behavior is very telling). Delia, of course, agrees to take her in permanently after they break the news to her (she'd already been looking after Ashley during the investigation because of course she would).

So now Ash has a not-actually-a-twin sister. She still manages to become a witch-in-training since she's still got her massive potential for magic and witchcraft is canonically a thing in the Pokemon Anime. She even manages to summon Red and make him her familiar at seven. She's a bit more outgoing thanks to being raised in the Ketchum household instead of growing up more-or-less alone in that haunted mansion, but at her core she's still the grumpy little witch girl we know and love.

Anyway, she and Ash both plan on challenging the Indigo League, though they're going to travel together at least for their Kanto Journey (...yeah they're definitely gonna stick together even after that 'cause this is still meant to be a canon rewrite), partly because they know ahead of time about the Starter shortage and they figure that as long as at least one of them gets a Pokemon they can help the other catch something on Route 1 so they don't have to wait a month for a new set to be available (what, you really think Oak would've left them in the lurch for a whole year if the shortage had been real and not a Timeline Preservation Measure? though given how big a head start that would give the other trainers (particularly Gary) it still makes sense why 10-year-old Ash acted like it was the end of the world).

Of course, their alarm clock mysteriously breaks and they oversleep and end up with a Pikachu who hates them and an Eevee with absolutely no thoughts in its fluffy little head.

Anyway, things are mostly normal for a while aside from Ashley and Red being along for the ride, up until Power of One, where they encounter Wario. Apparently he ended up in the Pokemon World because he found some sort of magical artifact during one of his treasure hunts. Notably, he isn't Amnesiac like most Fallers, and he's not from the version of the Mushroom World that Ashley originally came from, as evidenced by him recognizing her on-sight even though she would've disappeared before ever meeting him. Anyway, he helps them beat Laurence III, then decides to claim the Hikokyu as spoils of war and fix it up to use as the local WarioWare HQ. So he's settling down in Shamouti for the time being.

Meanwhile, back in the Mushroom world, the WarioWare crew and the main Mario cast are trying to figure out what happened to Wario. They eventually manage to create a pipe that goes between Diamond City and Shamouti at some point midway through Johto...and find out that he ran off to Johto with Melody to challenge their League because he found out that Pokemon Battling, especially official League matches, gets you prize money, and he needed funds for replacement parts to get the Hikokyu up and running. So Mario, Peach, and about half the crew are off to fetch him. They don't finally catch up with him until the Alto Maire incident. Ashley's part of the search party, so she and the AU's main Ashley (and both Reds of course) end up meeting and it's a bit awkward at first. They end up going by Ashley K (for Ketchum of course) and Ashley M (for Mushroom, since she doesn't have a last name and Ashley W would be too clunky to say, plus she wouldn't be caught dead naming herself after Wario) for the sake of convenience (the Reds follow suit, of course).

I also have the idea of having the Hikokyu set up shop in Orre after it's been made skyworthy again and fully converted into a second game studio, then having the WarioWare crew stumble into and run roughshod over Gale of Darkness's plot with their own brand of glorious mayhem while just trying to introduce their games to the fresh new audience the Pokemon World provides.

[nenoname]

i do love how when the kids and a bunch of rich folks are about to be killed by a ghost, at the same time stan's about to rob a shit ton of nuclear waste

[thequeenofsarcaasm]

How dare he look so beautiful while breaking up with his bf? Gojo better than me because I would have been singing that “Don’t leave” song from Tyler The Creator

[seanicornspoice]

Daily life of local Disney princess, Swan

[hyunteru]

gonna talk about princess mononoke because my lovely mey and i just talked about studio ghlibi and i just remembered how much i love the film

[darlingpwease]

distracting from yan nergal, I want to say that among all the leaders of the clan, LAN XICHEN is the only one who really deserves to have his pussy eaten & breed because my little pathetic meow meow must also be corrupted NEEDS to have heirs so it's a FORCED NECESSITY and the fact that his pussy drips & feels very pliable and expanded is the FULFILLMENT OF A DUTY AND—