#proper lad

[tramfan208]

[lovelycorpseprincess]

here is my absolutely proper lad

[b4kuch1n]

podcast people in my phone

[canisalbus]

hello! i've written a short little machete fic, and i wanted to share it with you as thanks for all the incredible art and generous question-answering you've been doing these last few months. i hope that if you give it a look, you enjoy it. <3 keep up all your amazing work! archiveofourown [.] org / works / 50945128

✦ A Voi ✦

[bacchuschucklefuck]

and! barbarian!fig! its her

[popponn]

note: happy birthday fishman. please just come home already. i want to poke this cutie a lot.

you stare in disbelief at the pile of plushies in your hands, then at the empty ever-rotating crane game machine, then finally at the half-fish half-man who you get the pleasure of calling employer and boyfriend.

"...how?" you ask, still dumbfounded.

rafayel—who casually keeps a finger gun pose shamelessly in the middle of a public arcade—smirks even wider, "who do you think you are talking to?"

"someone who always misses the plushies," you answer quickly without a missing beat, before adding an afterthought, "usually. on every turn."

this response immediately makes him drop the finger gun away from his chin. changing it into a childish (and very adorable) hands on the hips pose. as animated as his gestures are, his face morphs into a pout, "hey. that's just me holding back so this place could still have a business."

"..." you doubt it, really.

"what does that face mean?" rafayel's eyebrows frown even further—which serves as enough warning that you probably should start giving him praises or you will have another spiel of how "you don't love him and even the jellyfishes that eat grass agrees with that". no one wants a repeat of that.

and also, you love him enough to think a preening smug rafayel is better than a pouting annoyed one.

"it means—" you poorly try to hide your smile, "—that i am very thankful that a really handsome guy gets me all of this. so much that i couldn't believe it."

predictably, the air around rafayel soon matches a peacock more than a fish. "hmph! good!" he says, in a manner that sounds like he will demand some spoiling the moment the two of you get home. or so you think, before he opens his mouth again and eyes the other machine a few steps behind you, "why don't you let this handsome guy get another round of plushies for you then?"

(five minutes and eight rounds later, the plushies in that other machine remain untouched.)

[sunsetofdoom]

no no no you didn't hear me right I said do the Jedi have SECTS. shut up I SAID do the Jedi have SE-

[idorukiss]

I'm sick so im thinking about The Boys and how they would help nurse you/MC back to health as one does xoxo (theres an addition in the replies now!)

‧͙⁺˚･༓･˚⁺‧͙⁺˚･༓･˚⁺‧͙⁺˚･༓･˚⁺‧͙⁺˚･༓･˚⁺‧͙⁺˚･༓･˚⁺‧͙ Xavier would practically live in your place while he dotes on you in case you needed anything at a moments notice while hes sleeping at the edge of your bed holding your hand. He brings more non-traditional remedies insisting they have to work, you dont know how eating this lemon would cure you but you cant say no to those caring eyes

Zayne shows up with everything you could possibly need and more and insists that on doctors orders you arent to get out of bed unless you have to, helping you with as much as possible but trusting you if you say you got it. Sending checkup texts every hour or so while hes at work and then rushing to your place to dote on you more once he's off

Rafayel would 100% move you to his place so you can hole up on his big comfy bed with all the fresh air in his studio (and so he can paint your sleeping face too but he wont tell you that). Shushing you back to sleep whenever you start to stir and giving you lots of backrubs while frantically following the detailed list of advice thomas had given him

Sylus would show up unannounced at your apartment, scooping you up in his arm while the twins gather your stuff and haul you back to his place. He cancels everything he possibly can on his schedule to personally take care of everything you might need or ask for, and anything he wasn't able to get out of he just works on while sitting next to you

[kr-uwu-ssy]

So yesterday i had to take a shit while watching dunmeshi and it made me realize that they probably have to shit a lot with how much they eat

We know there are toilets on some of the floors but I don't think they're frequent enough on every floor for them to be able to shit regularly (answers 3-5 are my mom's idea)

[seimei-chsq]

watching ilia go viral among people who aren’t actively following figure skating is wild. it’s like your neighbor barging into your house while it’s on fire and saying they love what you’ve done with the place.

[chavladjaxon]

U kno wot in this lad , don't ya ? ( if u don I give u ah hint , it's sum gear )

[sysig]

I was inspired from on high (Patreon)

[anthrophobixx]

drawing nyorm every day till his campaign ends day 6 ?? cat boah

[manikas-whims]

I literally just came back from Uni, am currently making tea, and opened the game..

And this is the first thing Xavier says..

babie how did you know i was exhausted 🥹

i love him sm ♡

[pareidolla]

Hi. Imma... Just gonna leave this here

Okay, but seriously, your Broken looks amazing^^

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH THANK YOU ??????!!!!

crashing through the floor. oh my god oh my god it's my boy he looks so pretty and regal!! and next to your super pretty broken?? aaaaa???? aaaa!!!!!! i can't even describe how flattered i am but thank you!!! ;w;

i've always wanted to doodle a little comic w/ these two but i lost steam immediately >< i love drawing them though!

( im sure paribroken will come around on remahero... they survived the backrooms together... )

[fahye]

A Power Unbound

Secrets! Magic! Enemies to… something more? Jack Alston, Lord Hawthorn, would love a nice, safe, comfortable life. After the death of his twin sister, he thought he was done with magic for good. But with the threat of a dangerous ritual hanging over every magician in Britain, he’s drawn reluctantly back into that world. Now Jack is living in a bizarre puzzle-box of a magical London townhouse, helping an unlikely group of friends track down the final piece of the Last Contract before their enemies can do the same. And to make matters worse, they need the help of writer and thief Alan Ross. Cagey and argumentative, Alan is only in this for the money. The aristocratic Lord Hawthorn, with all his unearned power, is everything that Alan hates. And unfortunately, Alan happens to be everything that Jack wants in one gorgeous, infuriating package. When a plot to seize unimaginable power comes to a head at Cheetham Hall—Jack’s ancestral family estate, a land so old and bound in oaths that it’s grown a personality as prickly as its owner—Jack, Alan and their allies will become entangled in a night of champagne, secrets, and bloody sacrifice… and the foundations of magic in Britain will be torn up by the roots before the end.

Coming November 2023

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