#mlegy

[travelling-my-little-pony]

Star Song has found a bit of flapjack.

In Devon, England.

[mariafraniayu]

10 Film Terfavorit

Prompt tulisan harianApa saja sepuluh film terfavorit Anda?Lihat semua tanggapan Film, dalam definisinya adalah media audio visual yang menggabungkan dua unsur penting, yaitu naratif dan sinematik. Unsur naratif berhubungan dengan tema, sedangkan unsur sinematik berhubungan dengan alur atau jalan cerita yang runtun, dari awal hingga akhir. Ada berbagai jenis film seperti anime, action dramas…

[mamawasatesttube]

hi guys. sticks mlegy out real far. what if you read halloweenfic and left some comments and/or asks about it, to hopefully motivate me to actually finish ch3 soon :3c

[loisinherlane]

sticks mlegy out real far. konbart 69 😎

konbart / ambrosia by rosie tucker

black tank top, middle of autumn nothing is different just 'cause you wish that it is

Kon had gotten his hair cut recently. Bart knew by how closely cropped his undercut was, enough to reveal the slightly paler skin of his scalp underneath short black hairs. Bart wanted to brush his hand against those hairs and then play with the curls on top. He knew from experience that the curls were styled and not as soft as they could be. Kon was like that.

The black tank top clung to Kon's chest, shoulders bared to the world. The light of the window caught along his skin, casting a strange glow all Kryptonians seemed to have in the yellow sun. The trees outside dripped in maroon and brown leaves, some clinging to the dew-wet windows if the wind caught just right to push them closer.

Bart could have loved him, he thought. In the right circumstances. Kon was very lovable, and if Bart could love anyone, it was Kon.

He wanted to be able to love Kon like he deserved.

[just-like-romantic-verses]

Stik mlegy out really far

do u ever get overcome with the need to draw Leg?

[femmestuck]

kicks mlegy up

send requests ;o

[bettersafethandicks]

really in the mood to get eviscerated with some big sharp teeth

[eijispumpkin]

well im still on the fence about whether to inform my cousin as to how big of a fucking nerd i am but if you're interested, here is the essay itself in all its rambly glory uwu

today i hung out with a cousin i haven't seen in a couple years and found out he's become a bit of a weeb. i asked if he'd seen banana fish and he was like YES HOLY SHIT IT'S SO GOOD ASH LYNX IS THE COOLEST GUY EVER and then asked me if i knew what was up with the ending being so weird and was it because of homophobia and stuff? and i was sitting there in this cafe trying so fucking hard to pretend i know how to enjoy things in casual ways like a normal person. it took EVERYTHING i had in me to refrain from whipping out my giant "the ending is stupid and here's why" essay

[lordofcrowns]

👆- playfully poke my muse ( @Allag-One : Elizabeth )

Cyril had been tinkering with a bit of salvaged magitek for some time now. He was often quiet whenever he worked on such little projects, maybe humming some obscure tune quietly to himself in the back of his throat now and then. He was itching for a cigarette, it practically felt alien to be working with machinery in his hands and yet not have the familiar scent of smoke wafting about. But Elizabeth was with him today, and he knew she’d scold him for smoking. She always did. And then naturally the smell was unpleasant and obtrusive to her, so he resolved to keep his cigarette case tucked away, albeit rather forlornly, in his pocket.

Steady hands felt about the treated metal and only slightly rusted workings of an outdated carburetor. One of the many little pieces he and Elizabeth had found on their... excursion. That’d been some time ago, now, but he’d slowly been going through and cataloging each piece, checking and rechecking serial numbers and the amount of wear endured. Meanwhile Elizabeth was content to either scoot up against his shoulder on the workbench next to him and quietly watch whatever he was doing, or else bury her nose in a tome that she deemed more interesting.

He didn’t budge when the first little poke found his ribs, but when another one followed it in a rather impatient manner he smiled. He shook his head and set down the trinket, straightening up and looking down at the woman beside him.

“Very well. You have my attention, love. What is it?”

Touch Starved Meme

[lordshaxx]

@blackspacelion replied to your post: .

gildedskeleton is an Incredible artist t b h

YE i already commissioned smthn from her :3c

[randomfandomcat]

Promise Me

Ship: Taakitz (Taako/Kravitz)

Rating: Teen

Note: this was a commission for my lovely friend @gay-medusa !!!! They asked for some found family fluff with Taako, Lup, and Kravitz, and here it is! Commission writing Commission art My art blog Read on AO3

“What’s messin’ you up, Kra-” Lup starts to ask, but is quickly cut off by Kravitz. “I wanted to ask your permission to marry Taako.” He swallows hard, making eye contact now. Well. Not what she expected. She also didn’t expect to be shaking and sweating at the idea.

As nervous as he is, Kravitz knows he has to do this.

He makes his way into the main room of the shared apartment, seeing Lup at the table absentmindedly twirling magic around her finger. Taako’s out of the house with Magnus and Merle, doing Istus knows what (quite literally, she knows).

“Ahem. Lup?” He leans on the countertop, trying to inch his way to her. “Could I speak with you a moment?”

“Sure? What’s up, man?” Lup raises a brow, a bit concerned as to what Kravitz is going to say. He’s usually a nervous bumbling dork, sure, but he looks serious now.

“I, uh…” He pauses and sits across from Lup, shifting in his seat. He’s making some motion with his hands, switching between wringing them, tapping his fingers on the table, or circling his thumbs.

“What’s messin’ you up, Kra-” Lup starts to ask, but is quickly cut off by Kravitz.

“I wanted to ask your permission to marry Taako.” He swallows hard, making eye contact now.

Well. Not what she expected.

She also didn’t expect to be shaking and sweating at the idea. She clears her throat, hiding her fear.

“Huh. Cool, uh, sweet dude.” She leans forward in her chair, chin in her hands, staring down Kravitz. “So, what’s a grim reaper make in a year?”

“Wh- pardon?” Kravitz stops playing with his hands, confused, of course.

“Will you be able to provide for Taako?” Lup asks, as if it was an obvious question.

“I- yes? I mean, he makes some decent money, but I, I have access to resources-” Kravitz shrugs, looking around the room as he thinks.

“Are you ready for this kind of commitment?”

“Lup, I’m a grim reaper, I’ve been dating Taako for a few years now, I don’t see how I wouldn’t be.” Kravitz sounds a little exasperated, but this is only the beginning.

“Yes or no?” Lup cocks her head to the side, mentally giving him a strike.

“Yes, I’m ready to marry Taako.” Kravitz sighs, leaning forward on the table.

“Where do you see yourselves in 5 years?”

“Well, married for starters. Living here still, maybe? Maybe I’ll be an independent conductor by then…” Kravitz taps his finger against his lips as he thinks about the future with Taako. Lup slams her hands on the table like she’s interrogating him, and Kravitz jumps.

“What makes you want to marry him?” Lup only seems to be getting more upset with further questions. Were his answers not good enough? Was he going to be able to marry Taako? Kravitz thumbed over the ring in his pocket, scared of what Lup was thinking.

“Well… I love him. He makes my heart flutter somehow, he’s funny and charming, and even if he’s egotistical, he’s confident at least. And he’s sweet to me, despite everything he’s been through. He makes lovely dinners, he’s dumb and romantic, that lovable doofus…” Kravitz trails off, and Lup can almost see the hearts in his eyes.

When Kravitz looks at Lup, she just looks angry.

“Lup? What do you-” Kravitz is looking back at her with sincere fear and question, and it only makes Lup angrier.

“Why do you deserve to marry him!?” She shouts, standing with her hands slammed on the table until she realizes what she’s done. She stiffens and slinks back into her chair, looking anywhere but at Kravitz, her hand on her cheek as she hides tears.

“Lup…” Kravitz’s voice is almost inaudible. Caring. “I’m not going to take your brother away from you.” He says it like it’s obvious, but in Lup’s head, that’s all that can happen.

“You don’t know that.” She starts quietly. “I’ve already had him taken away from me you don’t know that-” Her voice is trembling and words stumble out of her mouth, and she’s hitting herself for revealing this side of her.

“Because I love him, and so do you. He’s your brother. I don’t know what you two have been through, not entirely, but you two have always been there for each other. I don’t want to take that away from you at all, I just…” He reaches a hand out, not touching Lup, but just there on the table, sitting sympathetically. “I want to support him too.”

Lup sits, the room still in this moment.

She blows a raspberry.

“Nerds.” She laughs, and Kravitz grins. “Yeah, okay. Fuckin’ get married.” Kravitz gasps and shakes her hand excitedly, pulling her up from her chair.

She grabs Kravitz’s tie and pulls him closer to her face.

“If you ever hurt him, I’ll know, and suddenly, a lot of people are gonna go un-reaped, you get me?” She threatens, gripping the tie as tightly as Kravitz was shaking her hands.

“Got it.” He chokes out and Lup lets him go, crossing her arms.

“Good.” Lup smirks.

A few weeks later, she watches as Kravitz fills their shared apartment with flowers and balloons, scattering petals in a path on the floor.

”This is a shitload to clean up and you know it.” Lup grumbles from her position, sprawled across the couch.

”It’s romance, Lup. I’m making this special.” Kravitz looks back at her for a moment and continues to place flower petals.

”Grosserooni, it’s like you love each other or something.” Lup sticks her tongue out and makes a barfing motion, which morphs into a smile.

Kravitz rolls his eyes and moves to setting up the ring, and Lup gets up to help.

Taako comes home, grumbling about an adventure, or what he’d cook tonight, then stops dead in his tracks. His eyes trail from petals and balloons, to bouquets upon bouquets of flowers, to Lup at the table.

”Lulu…. What’s with all the schmaltz?” His brow raises as a glimmer catches his eye, and he follows it to their little kitchen table. He slowly proceeds towards the glimmer, sitting in front of a silver, covered platter.

He narrows his eyes at Lup, then returns to the tray. “Did Krav make dinner? You know he’s not great at-” He mumbles out of the side of his mouth, but his jaw drops as he lifts the lid. In the center, the clay pot that Taako had made on their first date- they had traded pots at the end of it, and it was a treasured gift to each of them- with a ring at the bottom.

”You were saying?” Taako whips around to see Kravitz, down on one knee.

”I- Kravitz-” Taako’s voice wavers, tears welling in his eyes.

”Taako, I never thought I’d be so in love with a man that hit on me with tentacles.” Kravitz is grinning and suppressing giddy laughter, holding back his own tears.

”But I- I am, and- despite everything you’ve been through, and I’ve been through, and we’ve been through, I want to be with you for the rest of it, until-” Kravitz chokes up a little, a smile wide across his face. “Until death do us part.” He laughs nervously before continuing. “Will you-”

Taako is already saying yes, nodding furiously and pulling Kravitz to his feet before he can finish his sentence. They’re as close as can be, celebrating this happy moment, Lup silently gagging as she did earlier.

“Lulu, you knew about this?” Taako looks over at her, arms still wrapped around Kravitz.

“He came to me to get my blessing.” Lup shrugs with a smile. “Didn’t want to take you away from me or something.” Lup looks down, toeing at the rug.

“Oh,” Taako is silent for a moment, unraveling from Kravitz’s arms to go sit next to Lup.

“Lup, I’m your brother. You can’t get rid of me if you wanted to.” Taako elbows her with a laugh, and Lup shoves him away playfully.

“Ugh, get away from me and go out with your fiancé.” Lup giggles.

“Nope! No getting rid of me now! Hey, invite Barry over, I’ll toss one of these bouquets in his face so he gets the hint.”

“YOU’RE THE WORST-” Lup sees Taako pick up his Stone of Farspeech, calling Barry, who picks up on the first few rings.

“HEY BAROLD! KRAVITZ AND I ARE ENGAGED WE COULD HAVE A DOUBLE WED-” Taako shouts into the Stone, and they can hear Barry yell in surprise.

“NO SHUT UP DON’T LISTEN TO ANYTHING HE SAYS-” Lup defends, trying to yell louder than Taako, who does the same in turn. They wrestle to keep the Stone away from the other and defend themselves, and Kravitz wonders how he got so lucky.

[grimidol]

“Would you get that out of my face?”    @kemuriin // sc.

[gorefemmeart]

kick mlegy up

feel free 2 send requests i never know what to draw lmao

[radishsan]

Llyr 36

36. “I can’t live without you.” 

There are fingers digging into Llyr's wrist. She can feel the skin there bruise as clearly as she can hear the voice of the owner, tearful and desperate. 

"Please. Please don't go, Llyr, please, I can't--" 

Llyr wakes up with her entire body drenched in sweat. Her eyes flash open and she gasps and the blankets around her feel wrong, so she shoves them off as fast as possible. One moment later she has her walking stick and is out of the Janus dorm room, shaking, unable to think. Pear flits after her, the sometimes-watchful guardian, rubbing at their eyes and giving a little yawn. "Stairs," They manage to warn sleepily before Llyr tumbles down and wakes the entire house up. "Was it a nightmare again? You've been having more of those recently. Maybe this school isn't the best for--"

"No," Llyr says quickly, voice filled with serious conviction that she's rarely ever shown in any aspect of her life. "I want to--I want to be here." Her stick goes tptp on the stairs and Llyr makes her way down with relative ease. She's had more perilous pursuits than a staircase on the island, but certainly not with the same shivery unease. "I was just--I just wanted a glass of water. It was a regular dream, nothing to be on alert about. You should just go back to sleep, it's fine, I'm--" 

Pear snorts and it's enough to make Llyr flinch before her hand can reach one of the glasses in the Janus cupboard. "Give me a break," Pear drawls, finishing off Llyr's sentence for her and tugging a little at a white tuft of hair as she reaches for the tap. "Nothing about you is 'regular', Llyr." 

It's the truth but somehow it stings just a little bit. Llyr presses her mouth together a little tightly. Extraordinary, but not extraordinary enough. Not enough to be like her brother or her auntcle or--

Pear tugs on a tuft of hair again, this time to get her attention. There is water pouring over her fingers from a too-full glass. Llyr turns off the tap and wraps her fingers a little more tightly around her staff, ignoring the way the moisture calms her down and wielding it into the sink. "It wasn't a nightmare," Llyr reassures, taking a gulp of water. She can still feel fingers around one of her wrists, the skin there tender from a phantom pain long since shoved away in the recesses of her memory. "It was just...just a memory. Something I almost forgot." 

Pear hms. "You should go see T," She advises, eyes watchful as Llyr takes more gulps of water. "The mental restraints must be weak again." 

Llyr doesn't reply. They both know she isn't going to see TB. The idea that Musoke is not the person she has known them as sticks in the forefront of her head and does not leave, the concept of proof left to the dust. Llyr is brave enough to do many things, but she is not brave enough to be a catalyst. Not one that will cripple her Auntcle and send shock waves through everything they've worked so hard to build for the world that they love so dearly. The world that Llyr loves so dearly. 

Keeping one pain means exposing herself to every other part of her that is painful. Llyr knows the descent will be slow, which makes it all the more terrible. 

She puts the glass back in the sink. 

"I--I can't live without you."

"You're smart," Llyr replies, and yanks her wrist out. "You'll find a way." 

Llyr grimaces and presses a hand to her head, a twist of self disgust making her mouth go sour. Who did she say that to? How could she say that? 

"Llyr?" Pear asks, voice filling up with tense concern. 

"It’ll be okay," Llyr replies in a mumble. “I’m not fragile.” 

She goes back upstairs to the dorm room feeling suddenly, terribly alone with herself.

[shapeshifting-wildcard]

★ lifts mlegy

Starry Feelings

((The very first alternate of himself that he met. And the one he feels the closest to in a lot of ways, not just in the Romantic™️ sense. He’s still underage, for starters, and as such his own experiences with all of this are much more recent. Which is both a good thing and a bad thing, as they’ve both come to realize. Honestly, Katsu is like a walking example of just how much alike the Akirens can be; after all, Jou was able to successfully guess that Katsu would attempt to take his place when the Interrogation Room Incident came up. Because it was something Jou knew he would do in Katsu’s position.

Part of him is sad that Katsu is taking a break from getting involved, but he also understands entirely where he’s coming from. Probably better than he’s willing to admit out loud. That, of course, doesn’t preclude them from hanging out and just enjoying each others’ company. Which he absolutely does! Even if Katsu has a way of flustering the hell out of him lmfao))

[targentis]

raises mlegy... can i get... Playlist For The Reginalds

PLAYLIST FOR THE REGINALDS!!! PLAYLIST FOR THE REGINALDS!!!!! i have to get jean out for this

Wolf by First Aid Kit

Wolf by Skott (yes that’s what kind of playlist this is WJKNFGKJ)

Don’t Stop Me Now by Queen

Bubble Tea by dark cat feat. juu & Cinders

GOOD BOY by GD X TAEYANG