#heheueh

[musubiki]

random limochi doodle #2

[sunkissedlouis]

when you look at me like that, my darlin', what did you expect?

[catsharkzzz]

i love hairy butch yuri reblog if u lauv hairy butch yuri FORREAL !!!!!!

anywhose redraw of that 1 soda art under the cut vv

[wintersera]

other than the puppy, i’m working on a few things that i promised i would do but didn’t…🧍🏻‍♀️

so here’s a little something to keep you guys on your feet

[stormbreaker-290]

🫵🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈

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[mangocatastrophe]

Drew my sona as a mob boss because why not

Also like, came up with a smidge o lore. I draw my persona with pointy ears because why not, but then I decided to make my dad a persona based on a filipino monster called Kapre(Large humanoids that sit in trees and smoke)

And I was like ‘welp, guess I’m I can use that as an excuse for the ears.’

so…yea

If this causes you to draw your own sona as a mob boss, even as a quick doodle, please reblog or tag me, I’d fuckin love to see it. There needs to be more characters wearing fancy suits

[stardustfanfare]

sepia, burgundy, lavender, emerald, void

EUUEKK!!! blleeds out on the floor but in a cool and metal way like a wounded alligator. with sharp teeth

[horriblehistorieslandfill]

It’s impressive how evil charles managed to carry him like he was nothing

Swap au Ragnar by @horriblehistorieslandfill

[bamdelune]

tears of the condemned .𖥔 ݁ ˖ neuvillette x reader

summary ➜ The Oratrice Mecanique d'Analyse Cardinale rarely ever made errors in its judgement, suitable persecution befalling those on the other side of the law. The Iudex of Fontaine was well-aware and familiar with that fact but the Oratrice's final verdict cause his judgement to go sideways, because it involved you.

warnings/tags/notes ➜ the summary is a warning in itself, angst [i never payed much attention to neuvillette but seeing a few fics about him got me to write this heheuehe + info and events might be canon-divergent because i haven't unlocked fontaine yet but hey, i tried my best 🤓☝️]

Neuvillette truly did not understand why so many people sought out Fontanian hearings, as if watching the accused and the persecution go back and forth was an amusing routine incorporated in their daily lives. To the citizens, it seemed like hearings were an elaborate play that they could watch for entertainment instead of a catalyst to serve righteousness. The Chief Justice certainly did not have a taste for it, especially when the audience was filled with hushed chatter about the case today: your case; surprise, you do not play the part of the persecution but you are the accused.

Murder, both you and Neuvillette found it impossible to believe you could committ such an act but as the Iudex, he must learn not to let this cloud his judgement; Neuvillette must not his doubts pass the verdict instead of rationality.

"The evidence presented by the plaintiff shows us that there is no concrete reason to convict the defendant," His eyes catch your form relax, even by just a bit from his statement. "However, as practice, the final verdict will be determined by the Oratrice Mecanique d'Analyse Cardinale." Silence fills the Opera Epiclese as the mechanism moves between the scales.

Neuvillette's skin goes cold when the Oratrice has decided your fate.

Guilty.

Gasps erupt inside the opera and your expression is filled with dumbfoundedness. This was not the first time this happened but he's learned to trust the Oratrice's judgement over his own.

But can he truly put aside his bias if it meant getting you out of this predicament? Can he truly cross the law, the one aspect that founded everything that he has done so far.

Your voice rips out from the silence, riddled with desperation as you plead out to him.

"That's—that's not true at all! Monsieur Neuvillette, there must be some kind of mistake!"

Neuvillette clenches his fists, head straining from the thoughts that ran through his mind. He knew there was a mistake, he knew that the Oratrice can go against his own verdict but he's conflicted. Should he let you off scot-free or send you to the depths of Fortress of Merop—

"The judgement of the Oratrice Mecanique d'Analyse Cardinale is the final verdict of the court. We have no choice but to follow through with it. Please take the suspect into custody," his mouth opens before he could even think about anything else. Neuvillette swallows thickly, seeing the defeated look on your face—as if the stale silence of the courthouse gave way to the sounds of your heart shattering into tiny pieces; the heart that he had promised to take care of so sincerely every day and the heart he swore to never toss away.

The Fortress is a place meant for solitude, for the convicted to reflect on their actions but all you could think of was how dark and scary it was in your cell. It was clean for the most part, that you were thankful for but other than that, all sense of time seemed to blur. It was lonely, but being falsely arrested like this by your beloved helped you feel lonelier. You felt empty, almost numb like a hollow glass that threatened to break with a push that was enough to break and Neuvillette crossing your trust like that was the trigger.

Footsteps resound through the corridor outside your place, your head lifts to see him.

"Why are you here?" Neuvillette seems to almost wince at how your voice sounded so... colorless, deprived of the life he's grown to love. You never intended it to come out that way but being in here rarely gave you the privilege of human interactions, "Are you going to set me free, monsieur?"

The Chief Justice opens and closes his mouth, clearly conflicted on what he was going to say next, because what could you say to your (assumingly former) lover whom you just convicted of a murder in front of the public?

"No," he replies, like he's still in court. You dryly chuckle at his response. "Have you come to reprimand me then? That must be it right? The lover of the Iudex of Fontaine, condemned to a life behind bars at the hands of her own beloved, thst must sound terrible to you, yes? Does a number to your honorable image to the people," Your tone gradually turned more bitter at each word knowing the fact that he could've saved you, or at the very least kept you anywhere but here until the evidence and verdict lined up in agreement.

"I care less about my own image, mon chéri—"

Another gasp of a laugh falls from your lips, "Don't. Don't you dare call me that if you will spit such lies in the same breath."

"Would you rather me threaten the sanctity of my title as Iudex?" Neuvillete responds right after, his tone stern and almost to a level of a scream. You would've flinched if you weren't so agitated.

"I wish you would," you mutter under your breath. You were so desperate for authentic justice to be served. Knowing the citizens of Fontaine, this incident would leave a stain on your image. No matter where you'll go, you aren't free from the scrutinizing eyes of the people. Your life will never be the same.

Neuvillette scoffs, "Do you hear yourself? Do you know what you are asking of me?" He was angry now. See, when he gets irritated, Neuvillette is never the type to aggressively express such a feeling but rather, he emits a silent aura that just unsettles you to an extent. But you have to stand your ground.

"Such a selfish request for your circumstances."

Now it's your turn to huff an exhale, hurt gnawing at your chest at every word he spoke.

"Selfish? I'm selfish for asking for justice for a horrendous act of violence both you and I know I never committed?"

Your voice almost gave out under the weight of the sting of your chest, nearly cracking as you raise your voice at him, "You know the Oratrice can make mistakes, Neuvillette—"

"The Oratrice's judgement is absolute, it does not make errors," the man interjects. A beat of silence stays.

"You never believed my words, even for a moment, didn't you?"

Neuvillette swallows, eyes somehow on your face but never on your eyes. He's hyper-aware of the fact that he's hurt you more than enough times he promised not to, never. He always promised that he wouldn't be the one to shatter your heart into tiny pieces and crush them under the soles of his feet. He was the one that vowed to stay by your side amidst the intimidating whispers that talk, talk, and talk about how you would murder an innocent citizen in cold blood. And now he knew.

He had gone back on his word.

It doesn't take him a reply before you started again. "You lied to me," you muttered.

"You're correct, I never believed you for one second," Neuvillette responds, voice low. His mouth opens before he could even think about it.

No. He always would. Over anyone and anything else.

He cringes slightly at this. The Iudex of Fontaine behind closed doors was a complex man. He is built of layers upon layers of emotional concealing, it was never a good thing for him to blatantly open up to someone—but of course, that changed because of you.

"You're foolish to think you could've slipped past the Oratrice's verdict,"

You didn't. He knew that, you did nothing wrong.

"The time has come for you to pay your dues." Neuvillette fronts.

Let me get you out of here. Neuvillette pleads

You fall silent by the tail of his words, barely getting enough courage to look him in the eye. Too much, it was all too much.

"Just—just leave, I don't want to see you," you mumble, defeated. Your eyes catch the way salty tears softly drip onto your clenched fists, wiping your face with the back of your hand. If you were alone in a lonely cell, so be it.

You hear his footsteps hesitate for a moment before they clack away, getting softer and farther with each step.

Heavy rain littered the streets of Fontaine that day.

Hydro dragon, hydro dragon, wipe the tears from your face. Hydro dragon, hydro dragon, don't cry.

© bamdelune 2023. do not repost, translate, plagiarize any of my works without permission, thank you so much! reblogs, notes, and comments are always appreciated!

[pupyuj]

some drabbles i’m working on for bini so ya’ll don’t think i’m a fraud omg:

- aiahcey poly w reader

- sugar mommy aiah

- g!p jho (the demand for is insane and ykw I GET IT SO BADDDD)

- fboy sheena 😭 (SEAN WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE.)

- producer!colet x rookie!reader HEHEUEHE

ehe if u guys want to send me asks w some details/specific scenarios that would be great! i want to write for my girlies more bcs they’re too pretty to not be written about 🥰💞

[antoineee-x3]

alright since i don't really have motivation to finish my full pieces i've decided ill do some requests in ask/comments, feel free to request something id draw (frev related or not i dont really care lol)

i'm gonna post these here in batches when i finish them heheuehe

[webism]

stop because I srsly can't stop with nanamis route,,, I can't even begin to imagine how wet I'll be when gojos route drops...........

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the way i’m actually so floored that y’all are liking it because i’m pretty unhappy with how it turned out,, it’s definitely going to be a lot better once i add in the alternate endings and such. i’m excited for gojos route too heheueh

[deimosatellite]

Heheuehe you like kidlaw AND ruslit?

The taste....

this is probably the best ask ive ever received ty

[thewhumpcaretaker]

Lmao, every time I see "What do you need, whumpee" as the ask title, I feel like a little whumpee jumping into your inbox EHEH

Me literally every time and I drop a WickedSaint yap HEHEUEH

Lmaooo I completely forgot that's what I titled my askbox 🤭

Yes, all the whumpees are welcome!!! Putting everyone's asks in my pocket along with Santino and John!!

[bluelolblue]

Santino and Vincent 16 29 35?

Ooh my version of this ship BAHAH

Don't worry, imma keep this sweet. I also gotta work a bit more on them in the future! :)

16. Who hogs the covers?

Santino. He snatches them in his sleep all the time. Just my headcanon about him that he moves a lot in his sleep and ends up wrapped in the covers. Vincent found it pretty annoying, but he realized he can't do much, so he accepted that about him. Even though he gotta yank it away from him sometimes.

29. First date? (Give as much or little detail)

Okay, so, Santino was nervous but he was the one that asked for the first date. Might gonna sound cheesy but I feel like a first date in a restaurant is romantic. Especially for them riches fancy asses. While Vincent seemed more confident, Santino tried to match that energy because he really wanted to leave a good impression. Of course, WINE, whatever Vincent preferred (he is giving me white wine vibe while Santino red wine), but Santino went with Vincent's choice. Well, it was a nice first date. They talked about their interests and got to know each other better. Food, hmm... something expensive for sure! (No fish please, eghh☹️). Desserts are a must of course. They both like sweets, gotta get something sweet always. Now who payed for it all? Vincent because he insisted. Santino wanted to and it turned into a whole "I will-" "No, I will, you asked me out-" "But-" "I insist." That type of a mini conversation heheueh :)

35. What are their tastes in music?

I feel like they both like classic music. That's something they have in common, and both enjoy listening to them when they're doing something or relaxing. But of course, Santino likes Italian songs, especially "Felicità" by Al Bano & Romina Power, (One of my personal favorite childhood songs, Italian songs are so good). Idk many French songs except the popular ones I'm so sorry. But yeah, I do feel like they both like songs from their countries, the older ones especially.

Thank you so much!! Much appreciated! :3 💙

Ask game

[sweettoothrick]

Is that even sanitary?

SANITARY?!? m-m-m… NO?! b-b-bUT as long as I have my precious SWEETS!! I don’t c-c-care.., heheuehe