#long fluffy hair

[heartthroblopez]

Ngl I kinda miss Rob’s long fluffy hair

[dez-ku]

Silly edits 🥺

[squishsquishy]

>> justcharliesworld

[ennonzi]

till <3

[shrimpu-art]

study for my new brushset ✨

[fannyrosie]

Cinderella in Angelic Pretty

My mom asked me to dress up my nieces (my cousin's daughters) in cute outfits so she could take pictures of them. To hype them up, I took out my most princess-y dress and styled it in a Disney Cinderella way. Sadly, I was very tired that day, so I was only present for the prep/photos and immediately went back to bed.

Obviously, since my nieces are kids, I am not posting their photos here.

But here's a picture of my best princess, Madame Bissonnette.

Outfit rundown Dress: Angelic Pretty (my only one) Underskirt: second-hand Innocent World Shoes: old Vivienne Westwood x Melissa Gloves: vintage Cameo: vintage Headdress: handmade by me

[pfffsfic]

I thought too hard about the circumstances of the (not really an AU, more of a series of loosely connected drawings) Rob Cipher AU. unfortunately, I came up with this.

[ju-liczka]

Long haired Morgott in my heart~

Tarnished making use of those fingers to make the prettiest braids for their beloved king UwU

[firsnbwife]

need tiger and lynx to have this hair plsssss

[odddogs]

why is he so coy! sly little lad

[good-wine-and-cheese]

Still processing the ending

[smotherstories]

Would you like to help me study?

[cerealiii]

Modern AU; long distance Kavetham where Kaveh goes on long trips for work and Alhaitham always picks him up from the airport~

Because Kaveh is gone 90% of the time Alhaitham's friends start to think he's perpetually single so they try and set up blind dates for him. He goes for the free food. Anyways, Kavetham have fun with it :P

Oh and Alhaitham totally has a grading rubric set up for these dates lol~ though he never goes past the first date :P

---Cerealiii

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[michelle-jacksons-art-blog]

I see your long-haired Rexes and i raise you: the exact same but with curly hair

[onesmolbean49]

I will never get over how pretty he looks with lipstick kisses on his neck…💋

[grif-hawaiian-rolls]

something about trust

Writing below the cut!

“How… does it feel?” Locus asked haltingly. Lopez shrugged. “<Weird. But I expected that.>” Locus hummed, his brow furrowed like he was lost in thought as he scanned Lopez’s face. Lopez grabbed Locus’ wrists, bringing his hands to his throat.  “What are you--?” “<One way to test it. Take my head off.>” Locus’ eyes widened, his expression turning panicked. He tried to pull his hands away, but Lopez held him steady. “<You are the only person strong enough,>” Lopez said firmly, giving the other no room to balk any further. “<If this synthskin doesn’t fix the problem, I want to know now, not later.>” Lopez could feel the way Locus’s hands shifted, his fingers flexing as he fought some internal debate. Lopez couldn’t read his mind, but the flicker of those marble grey eyes was telling as Locus looked at his hands around Lopez’s throat, then to his face and then back again and again. “<It doesn’t hurt, if that’s what all this fuss is about.>” Not strictly true, having his head removed wasn’t exactly a pleasant feeling. But better to do it now, with some degree of control, than in the middle of a fight or an accident. The sensation of feeling everywhere his skin touched was strange though, the normally very localized sensors spread out across the surface of the synthskin. Was this how humans felt things all the time? No wonder they were so easily distracted. Neither of them moved. “You’re certain?” Locus asked finally, his voice little more than a whisper. Lopez raised an eyebrow and let himself grin just a little at being able to convey the sentiment properly. Maybe there were some advantages to the synthskin after all. “<I wouldn’t have said it if I wasn’t.>” A nod, then the pressure. Lopez knew Locus was strong, for a human, but the feeling of his hands tightening around his neck and pulling at his jaw, the base of his metal skull…  His head didn’t budge, and the pressure eased. Lopez clicked his tongue, releasing Locus’ wrists. “<Good. That is one problem fixed, at least.>”