#lord the image in my head

[seventh-district]

Making Incorrect H:SR Quotes Until I Run Out of (hopefully) Original Ideas - Pt. 4 - Nuthin' but Boothill Edition

[Pt. 1] [Pt. 2] [Pt. 3] [Pt. 5] [Pt. 6]

[sad-scarred-sassy]

Can we talk for a sec about Tamlin grabbing Beron by the throat and dragging him to war because??? Holy shit that’s hot.

Tamlin is a doer. He puts his literal hands to work, and this is just another example of it. I want him. I want him so badly. He was a one man army and he SERVED

[necrophiliak]

ok actually this is annoying me enough that im gonna throw a Q in the tags about it. its mentioned in the books constantly that astartes wear 'robes' casually and then theyre never ever described or anything and robes is SO vague and ive never rly seen anyone draw them. but i wanted to.

so is there any actual instance of a description for that. or any official art or whatever. aside from like dark angels outerwear and stuff obviously tho wearing that with nothing underneath does actually seem cute/mildly fashionable

[itsdefinitely]

sm

smooches for blinky

stop looking at me with them big old eyes

[justaz]

i feel like posting a short blurb from my wip bc i wrote it when i was just putting words to paper - not even writing, just getting ideas down - and i still find it hilarious

“Your impertinence is amusing when it’s aimed at my brother, but you will not prevail against me, Emrys,” Morgana hissed, her wild and unkempt hair sticking out around her head like a bed of snakes. Merlin’s eyes narrowed further as he pulled himself higher in his seat to properly look down at her, “Destiny has decided I will always be stronger than you, better than you. I will always be your doom. Just give in, witch.” Morgana stood, her chair scraping loudly as it sailed from behind her. She slammed her hands down on the Round Table, sending Lord Nimrod to the floor with the force of his flinch, “I deserve to be Court Sorceress.” Merlin stood much slower with an air of quiet power and grace. He crossed his arms and continued to stare down at her, “That’s nepotism.” “Bullshit!” Morgana turned her mad stare over to Arthur who was staring up at the ceiling, his eyes drooping with exhaustion.

[cyanvalour]

Here's some low effort doodles of my friend's and I chats ft. my inability to draw sticks

A part 2 exists now!!

Alan to vic:

"The red one" miscommunication:

Apple juice:

Crimes:

Baked potato:

Lost emoji:

[vicagentstan]

zoom for better quality!

experimenting with drawing stuffs :3

(tdl is supposed to be the shortest here but i forgot,, oops)

[thatmiraclecupcake]

thank you to @queen-of-the-nerdlords and @curry-demon12 for giving me both halves of this idea. The recent (like. 3 days ago) remake of Misao means that the Misao and Mad Father overworld sprites are almost proportional to the Angels of Death overworld sprites! I say "almost" because. uh. I had to make Danny shorter. sorry.

actually no I'm not sorry. I'm not. I'm putting their asses in the French Press after this. lol. lmao.

[itissadbutitsmy-artblog]

I had a dream you made an animated gif of Momdebra stitching herself after an injury, the implication was that she was like, a war hero injured in combat and patching herself up no problem

THIS IS SO GOOD. I LOVE IT

i think now ive settled into thinking of doctor caledonius as a weird wooden doll person but for a while i saw her two (2) peg legs and actually had this same exact thought. about her. that she'd lost her legs in glorious combat and probably just dealt with it herself no problem. wild that Dream-Me was applying the doctor-c-is-a-war-torn-hero headcanon to momdebra as well

i dont think i can swing a whole gif tonight but i can draw her in like ten seconds for you all bloody and what all

[milkmynk]

Munto, small HC

Continuation of this, quick sketch

Yumemi wakes up the next morning with a stiff neck and muscle ache in her shoulders

Munto is still holding her, his arms looped loosely around her; he doesn't seem to have moved an inch from when he'd dropped dead asleep last night

She spares a moment to blush, before realizing there was an unhealthy flush to his cheeks and a slightly labored quality to his breathing

She presses her hands to his forehead and the pulse of his neck, and he's alarmingly hot

Calling his name only elicits a frown, and his arms tightening like a vice around her

Somehow, she coaxes and wriggles until she manages to slide off his lap. His frown deepens and a dissatisfied noise rumbles in his chest, but he still seems to be deep in slumber.

Yumemi bumps into Rui as she exits the throne-room in a hurry, he calls for Shuza as he checks on Munto, and they carry him to his room as she hovers worriedly

Shuza diagnoses him with exhaustion, and to let him rest

Rui comments that he has never seen Munto sick, except for when they were children... Jokes that the last time he was ill, he was still a whiny crybaby who insisted on being cajoled by the previous Qu-

He stops abruptly

They all fall silent, understanding that perhaps Munto had never allowed himself the luxury of being ill since his parents returned to Akuto

Rui coughs, and turns the topic to Yumemi

"So, why was Yumemi-hime together with Munto in the throne-room this early?"

His demeanor was as respectful as ever, but there was a knowing sort of amusement in his eyes

She went deep red

The amusement was evident in his voice. "Ah, I see."

Wait, what did you mean by 'you see'??

"It's not like that, it's just... Munto wanted some company... That's all!!"

Rui held up his hands placatingly, his expression virtuous. "No, no, I apologize. It was untoward of me to query you on your... private matters."

Before she could find the words to refute / explain, though, there was a soft groan from beside them

They all turned to see Munto stirring, his golden eyes opening. He looked dazedly at the ceiling for a moment before his eyes swiveled towards the others in his room

There was a chorus of his name as they hurried to his side, and he squinted at them in fevered confusion. "What... Why are you all... Yumemi?"

She took the seat by his side. "Munto, how are you feeling? You were unconscious from your fever..."

Instead of replying though, he looked aggrieved, almost petulant. "... You left. You said you'd stay, but you left."

"I... What? When did I leave?"

As though fatigued, he lay back on his pillows and closed his eyes. His hand, however, shot out with surprising speed and grabbed hers. "I tried to... hold onto you, but you disappeared... Stay."

She heard what sounded suspiciously like a smothered chuckle from behind her, and her face sizzled. Way to not beat the allegations...

Rui whispers something gleefully to Shuza along the lines of "I need to prepare my congratulations to Munto" and Shuza murmurs something reproachfully back

Yumemi decides to be selectively deaf. Swallowing her embarrassment for the time being, she squeezes his hand back. "I won't leave. Don't worry, sleep..."

Munto gradually relaxes and his breathing deepens

[mybiggmouth]

this is actually terrorism what…

[spider-man-2o99]

Just wanted to say that I have been thinking of you and pre-emptively empathizing with the nonsense you are no doubt being flooded with and the psychic damage it must be causing. Keep stanning the king ignore the weirdos <3

thankg u.,, i feel like ive been trapped in a fuckign . Torture Labyrinth these past coupl days . but. wwe will. We Will Yet Persist onwards w/ our hand on the left wall till we;re either out or at the center i swear 2 fucking GOD,

[illiterateswhore]

saw a post about fem vampire gf x masc werewolf gf and like, yeah, sure. but I need me a masc vampire gf x fem werewolf, like, immediately. masc vampire gf. right now.

[bluebellwrenart]

East

[that-disabled-princess]

🐝 Man Makes Plans, God Says Ha, Man Says “Fuck You” and Succeeds Anyway

This screams Grace Chastity, so here we go:

Grace Chastity has spent her life being God's perfect girl, but now she has the Lords in Black at her command. She's not used to having so much power in the literal palm of her hand.

It's intoxicating, having the most powerful beings in the universe as her puppets.

She doesn't need her God anymore--not when she is God. She makes the rules now. And there is no one left who can challenge her.

Something something, women's wrongs.

Send me a fake fic and I'll write you a summary!

[abyssguardian]

im only at chapter 7 of the monster ive become and my thoughts have been consumed by the idea of several people holding onto one leash and getting dragged by eldritch sun- he's just a big dog with an intent to murder-

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