#saffron posts

[blackthorn-legion-irl]

Is Nya normal again? How about Rad? Rad's the one I care about more he's so special and I love him :)

saffron: they should be? i haven't seen them since we went to bed, but i haven't heard any reports of oddities, so...

[1driedpersimmon]

Guess what I just finished

[folkbreeze]

he loves being a dad now (he keeps getting whims of having another child even)

[starrysharks]

early design for my sister and i's comic project "bites n' bribes" - a comedy about a group of gangsters starting a restaurant as a money laundering front

[mochazai]

₊˚⊹♡ 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝙼𝚞𝚜𝚎 [𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟶𝟷] ♡₊˚⊹

Summary: An aspiring author with a dark past to overwrite , finds himself addicted to a different kind of poison

Pairing: Writer!Dazai x Barista!Reader

Genre: yandere / fluff

A/N: relaunching this blog with a little series, hope y’all like it!

*skritch scratch swoop*

The old fashioned ink pen dragged over the paper; a stark contrast to the modern cafe Dazai found himself in.

He found his lines growing fainter the longer he wrote and sighed before dipping it back into the pot of obsidian-black ink. He hurried to write down his thoughts before he forgot;he almost always forgot.

‘Maybe I should switch to carbon…’ he thought, looking at the nib of his pen, now having jotted down the line he’d wanted to, making sure it lived on forever in his writing.

Well, maybe not forever,more like as long as he kept it dry.

Another downside to using ink,as Dazai had come to realise, was that one drop of water,or in his case alcohol,could undo months or even years of work.perhaps the newer invention made sense after all?

But no.

“Odasaku preferred ink,and so I'm sticking to ink too.” He said matter-of-factly.

Dazai often wondered why he became a writer; and then he’d remember.

Maybe he did need to get his head looked at…no,that’d be expensive,and maybe he’d actually get put in jail this time if he willingly let someone look at the fucked up maze of thoughts he called his mind.

Maybe he wasn’t as bad as he thought he was? Yeah! He was actually oka-

Nope. One look at the musings in front of him and he knew he was not normal.

The lines were thickly written,with far too much pressure for a normal poem or love letter,which ended up in the ink leaving blood like splatters across the paper.

‘Hmm,’ he thought to himself, ‘blood’

Could it be used as ink? Perhaps? Yes! It should be possible!

He looked to his finger and thought about testing his hypothesis right then and there when-

“ One mocha, with a shot of espresso and whole milk, for Osamu Dazai!”

He heard his name and his order and practically floated over to where the voice had come from.

That angelic voice…its owner, the very person who plagued his dreams and nightmares, the person who inspired all of his latest pieces and whose absence in his life caused him to drink so much that he spilled sake all over his writings,causing them to fade away and become illegible ,but perhaps that was for the best…

“Thank you y/n,” he said with a smile as he took the drink in both his hands,”looking flawless as always~” he added with a wink.

You blushed,as you always did, and let out another on of your cute laughs,Dazai’s heart did a flip and he swore that he’d do anything to make sure no one ever wiped that smile off your face,he’d rip his heart from his chest if you’d ask, he’d drink cyanide if you’d put it in his coffee,because osamu dazai was obsessive. He knew not how to love like a ‘normal’ man,only to throw himself into something so fully that it drove him insane. Insane with desire, with love, and with lust.

such was the situation before him.

He needed you like he needed air. He needed to feel your skin against his if only for a moment. Yet all he did was smile at you and return to his seat.

You watched his retreating form and your intrusive thoughts got the better of you.

You walked over to his table,some paper napkins in hand to use as an excuse if you chickened out.

You tapped your finger on his shoulder and he turned around so fast that it made you trip.

You braced yourself for impact but then felt a bandaged arm wrap around your waist and catch you,the grip of said arm holding you firmly and its owner's face was mere inches away from yours.

“Careful bella,” he said, his coffee-scented breath fanning over your face, “coulda hurt yourself there” there was a long pause as you looked into his eyes and as he took in your features, studying them and committing them to memory,as if he hadn’t already,his gaze lingering on your lips a little longer than you though normal,but he didn’t notice and you didn’t care.gods, how you wanted to kiss him in that moment,but you calmed your nerves and blurted out your question.

“Are you free later tonight? My friends are having a party and i want you to be my plus one”

‘What the fuck??? You WANT him to be his plus one??? Way to sound desperate y/n!’ You mentally scolded yourself,and in the process missed how his expression shifted from shock to a smirk.

“Actually,” he began, drawing you out of your mini-pity party, “i’d love to~” and this time you didnt miss the smirk that was plastered on his face,nor did you miss how his eyes darkened,or even how his hold on your waist tightened just a little.

Your heart beat faster and your eyes involuntarily darted to his lips.

But just as you were about to make your move you heard a loud,

“Y/N!!!”

It was your co-worker calling you back to your station.

You begrudgingly stood up straight, scrawled out your number on one of the napkins,handed them to him and darted back to your station, apologising for nearly spilling his coffee and thanking him for catching you.

And all the while all he noticed was how adorable you looked when you were flustered and how you’d very nearly kissed him.

‘But no matter’ he’d thought as he sat down in his seat. You’d get your chance later that day…and so would he.

𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 @𝐦𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐢 ; 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲,𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧.

[windslar]

Saffron's everyday style: Look 1: top* | bottom | shoes | necklace | earrings Look 2: top | bottom | shoes (Horse Ranch EP) Look 3: top (Horse Ranch EP) | bottom | shoes | necklace Look 4: top | bottom | shoes (Horse Ranch EP) Look 5: top | bottom (Horse Ranch EP) | shoes (Horse Ranch EP)

Thank you to the following cc creators for kindly sharing their work: @sforzcc, @serenity-cc, @arethabee, @dallasgirl79, @joliebean, @aharris00britney

*alt download link

[bloomingkyras]

Officially Connell - Arthur Miller 👰🏻🤵🏻

Thank you Arthur - Miller sibling for coming from far way 😜 via @bakersimmer

[blimbo-buddy]

Queen Mulch

(design's markings and colors by @saffronscales) Rank: Royalty, Current Queen Kingdom: Slugs of the Timberland Quote Title: "For what is the weakling slug, if they have moistened the dirt into mulch with their enemy's bodies."

Family: King Sycamore (Father) ✝ Ditch (Older sister) Cattail (Older brother)

Biography: Born to King Sycamore and an unknown Slug, Mulch is the youngest of her siblings. Her father showered her in gifts, but also burdened her with expectations. Despite having been born last, Mulch was chosen as the next Queen. Mulch's relationship with her father was complicated. Despite all of the manipulation and lies, she still clings to an idea that he held some sort of true, fatherly love for her and her siblings.

After the passing of her father, Queen Mulch was given the reign of the Timberland at a relatively young age. An older Queen Mulch now scrambles to create alliances with the other bug kingdoms to catch up with the advancements of the Garth Slugs.

But the stress of everything had taken a toll on her mind, paranoia controlling her thoughts and actions. She fears assassination, causing her to shut herself out from the world and work alone. Alongside this, she has been growing a hatred for the Garth's youngest, next-in-line ruler; The young, gifted child, Prince Tomato.

But Queen Mulch can't shake the feeling that everything right now is the least of everyone's problems, that this is only the beginning.

[loveandthings11]

Kendall taking care of himself and Naomi in Season 3 🥲❤️🥹

[disabled-battlekukku]

>:(

Bonus!

[blackthorn-legion-irl]

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saffron: insides get very hot and outside is warm? perhaps he was a laptop too all along...

[1driedpersimmon]

Doodles

[elitisim]

I’ve decided to halt my CC Sort and Deep Clean for a little bit to start another project that I hopefully won't quit halfway through

So, Introducing Lot 1 in the Saffron Bay Renovation Project...Holloway Legacy Park and Community Garden!

It’s just a Big Park, but I want it to change with the seasons like a festival lot. This is the summer theme: Summer Movie Nights! They show one free kid’s movie every Sunday and Wednesday at 5:30pm, and one family-friendly action movie every Friday and Saturday at 7:30pm. One free Cotton candy or small Popcorn with every ticket!

[castelia-pidove]

// ref for Paprika and Saffron has been added to pinned :>

[lavina-arts]

Long ass Miss Maia edit

Bro its finally end

İm so sorry @thtupidity for use your art but I cant really found Subway surfers fanart...

Arts Credits:

@urartbro

@thtupidity

@four-rabbit

@charmedoralarmed

@robintheleader

@kiwiaslı

@saffront-sketches.96

@hadraws-11

@xyl4-4444

@kxllboii

@lavina-arts

[maccamania]

Some traditional drawings of my ocs (minor tw for blood)

I really love drawing traditionally, it's very relaxing to me :]