I looted some closets! Original idea goes to @jollierot!!
They put their lamb in different outfits and haddddd to jump on that! It was so fun (Y'all... Excuse me if I misspelled anything I'm dyslexic af)
outfits are as follows: @runningwithscizzorz , (I forgot the bell and actually turned my computer back on. You deserve better king.) @unwri-ten , @aychama , and @xmajordumps. Yall have some BEAUTIFUL OUTFITS !
uhhhh pics with out my unnecessary ass comments under the cut LMAOOO
(its 430am)
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One of the funny twst headcanons that’s been stuck in my head lately is the appetite of diasomnia and how it might differ from the humans in their lives.
We all know about Sebek’s appetite. It’s mentioned over and over again and he’s always surprised at how little MC eats. Added with the fact he’s training to be a knight.
But I also like to think that the other three eats more than the average do too.
Malleus and his constant use of magic and any training he might need to go through would need the nutrients. He is magic itself so I imagine his consumption of food especially sugar related items are high.
There’s Lilia who’s always keeping in tip top shape and training the boys. Who does push ups everyday. Who���s able to keep up with Malleus even now. Who might have had food insecurity before but doesn’t now is able to eat more.
Silver, while a human, is stupidly strong. The constant being squished mentions in book 7 clearly emphasizes that. Along with the fact that he’s also a knight in training.
So I can imagine them all having at least 3-4 plates of food on the table for each.
And then we have our very normal human Papa Zigvolt and our MC eating their meals. Maybe 1 or 2 plates at most while all the fae around them eats enough for a crowd.
I just find the idea very endearing and cute 😂💞
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Paige and hayward dynamic makes me sooooooo [smashes my fist against a brick wall]. My prophet and me. The prophet and her paladin. Do you trust him? Strangely enough..more than anyone. That a wedding band? You thought I was married? Maybe divorced. Why divorced??? And I wanted you to know, when we looked back on today, that we waited for him as long as we possibly could. If I never failed, I wouldn't be here. Winning at skimming stones. I'll put my faith in Paige, if I have to put it in anyone. Give me the gift of watching you walk away.
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hello!1!! big fan ofc, (the best.) and while I was scrolling through, I saw the relationship chart, (ofc I had to see all of it.) and once I was seeing Barnaby's, I saw his relationship (or whatever-) with poppy/miss poppy. It pretty much shocked me and made me giggle a bit! (wiggling my toes twirling my hair too.. but shh..) it was like a type of relationship Barnaby had in his mind "I LOVE YOU BUT WE CAN'TTT" :runs away in a anime way: LOL I liked that you had that type of idea- (and ofc with miss poppy relationships too!) it pretty cute! I said too much now. :runs into cave:
He got pretty bummed about it, but their relationship is still strong and caring, even if he never stood a chance smhhh
Also random ass doodle sketch JDHDHHD howdy and Wally swapped roles
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birthday boy — jude bellingham ₊˚ෆ
‣ warnings : pet names galore, jude is a lil (a lot) clingy, judes half naked btw :)
‣ hana’s notes : this is just small blurb that i was supposed to post on jude’s bday but didn’t 🫣 hope yall like it 🫶
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━。゜✿ฺ✿ฺ゜。━
Sunlight was bleeding through the curtains. The air was chilly but your body was warm due to the other person accompanying you. With his arms draped around your waist, head tucked in your chest. You combed your fingers through his hair, nails softly scratching his scalp.
You could feel Jude fidgeting from on top of you at the contact. A small noise escaped from his throat, a little horse and laced heavy with sleep. “Morning, love.”
You smiled when you felt his arms tightened around you. Your hands moving to rest behind his neck, fingers trailing mindlessly across his naked back. “Morning, birthday boy.” you mumbled, softly kissing the top of his head.
A small smile made its way on Jude’s face, not enough to be a full one because of how sleepy he still was. You chuckled at his droopy smile, the sight has you feeling lightheaded and lovesick.
“Come on, babe.” you softly muttered, patting his back to wake him up. “We have a lot planned today.”
He whined, nuzzling his face more in your chest. “Don’ wanna move. You’re too comfy.” his long fingers absentmindedly scratching along your sides.
“Baby-“
He whined again.
“Babe-“
“Nooo.”
“Jude.”
He immediately lifted his head up. Eyebrows furrowed, with a pout on his lips. “What?” he almost looked offended.
“We need to get ready, Jude.” you explained, kissing his nose softly.
“No.”
“No?”
He shook his head, “Not when you’re calling me that.” he rolled his eyes, and huffed. He looked like a toddler that was denied candy.
Your eyes softened as you try to hide your growing grin. “What? Your name?”
“I’m not just Jude.”
“That’s literally your name.”
“Not for you.”
You rolled your eyes, “Okay then, baby, babe, sweetheart, angel, cutie pie, apple of my eye, honey bun, blueberry muffin, sugarplum, precious baby boy.” you let out a deep breath, lifting his head with your two hands.
The biggest grin took place onto his face, his eyes round with fondness when he looks up at you. He cutely scrunched his nose. Taking the covers of off you too and stood up. He stretched his limbs, giving you the perfect opportunity to shamelessly ogle at his abs.
“You alright?” Jude cockily smirked, eyes dragging along your figure on the bed. His ego doubling in size when he caught you staring.
You grunted, “Ugh, I hate you.”
“You didn’t say that last night.”
“Jude!”
“Not my name!”
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