#surprise under cut

[orcateef]

you should totally draw handsome jack and negan They would kill eachother with rocks i think

[stil-lindigo]

a non-comprehensive guide to my favourite characters in claymore, the best manga you've never read (more under the cut)

don't know what I'm talking about? here's a crashcourse.

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Apple Seed 16: Baby of Mine

-Baby Cries Echo Through the Hotel-

Lucifer: (slowly getting more and more excited) B-Baby. Baby. Th-That's a baby! Ha-HA!!! The baby's here! (sprints up the staircase)

Hazbins: (all exchange glances and speed after Lucifer)

Lucifer: (reaches the door and starts clawing at it like a puppy) Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in?

Carmilla: (opens the door while blocking the way) Quiet! The mother is resting.

Lucifer: (tippy taps his feet impatiently) Mmmmmm!

Carmilla: (rolls her eyes and moves just enough to let Lucifer slide through)

Lucifer: (gasp squeals and scrambles into the room, whispering excitedly) Charlie! Vaggie! How is it? Where's the- (jaw drops as tears spring to his eyes)

Vaggie: (silently crying as she half sits, half lays, on the bed, propping herself up on her elbow as she kisses Charlie's head then the baby's head while stroking the baby's back, being mindful of the slightly lavender colored spots on the shoulder blades that looked like a place for wings to sprout in the future)

(whispering) Lo lograste, mi amor. Lo hiciste. Él es perfecto.

Baby: (fussing slightly against Charlie's chest, and black horns start pushing up from the hairline. They have Vaggie's white-silver hair, curved nose, off grey skin that looks like a mix of both Charlie's and Vaggie's, little white marks accent underneath their eyelashes, little fairy feathered - red hooves that matched Charlie's, and purple circles stand out on their chubby cheeks.)

Charlie: (flushed, sweaty, and crying as she holds the baby to her bare chest and sings) Baby mine, don't you cry. Baby mine, dry your eyes. Rest your head close to my heart. Never to part, baby of mine~

Baby: (horns retreat as they calm down and nestles into Charlie's breast)

Lucifer: (trying so hard not to burst out into a loud wail of a cry at the moment) H-Hey, kiddo. How do you feel?

Charlie: (looks at Lucifer tiredly) Exhausted, ha, but worth it. (nods to the baby) Come say "hello" to your grandson.

Lucifer: (excitedly tippy-taps over and looks at the baby with a coo) Hey, little duckie.... Oh, he's so precious! Look at his little hoofsies! (Tickles the baby's little feathered hooves) They'll harden up in the next week or so. And are those spots fow his wings to show up?! Gee, he really is a perfect mix of both of you! Have you thought of a name? I think Charles would be perfect. Little CJ!

Vaggie: I got shot down with that one already, Sir. (smiling down at the baby as she brushes her finger along his cheek) We decided on Samael.

Lucifer: (eyes widen in shock at his old name from Heaven) S-S-S... A-Are you....

Vaggie: Don't worry, Sir. We're calling him Sammy for short. Samael -Sammy- Lucifer Morningstar.

Baby Sammy: (gives a little, sleepy, gummy smile at his name with a coo)

Lucifer: I-I need a moment! (rushes out the door and immediately wails tears of joy) OOOOOOH-HO-HO-HOOOOOOOOOOOH!!! HE'S SO BEAUTIFUL, EVERYONE!!!!

Hazbins: (sounds of party poppers, bombs exploding and spreading blue smoke everywhere, and kazoos going off fill the room from the hallway) CONGRATULATIONS!!!!

Special Thanks to my friend Sevi for making me this adorable art piece of Sammy!

[re-dracula]

For your planning purposes, here are the episode lengths for this Friday though Tuesday, also known as "the reason the Re: Dracula producers are so tired"

Sept 29: 59 mins

Sept 30: 52 mins

Oct 1: 1 hour, 7 mins

Oct 2: 25 mins (so short!)

Oct 3: 1 hour, 50 mins

[singulariitysims]

princess min

[leisi-lilacdreams]

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Pelagic Skies

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back with leo and the jellies

there's something so ethereal about sea creatures swimming in the air

[front-facing-pokemon]

[quiescentdestiny]

I know you've been cursed, but this can be reversed after everything you lost, every penny that it cost you it doesn't get much worse, but you wouldn't be the first to survive this kind of hell.

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previous jean art mentioned in the tags.

[theflyindutchwoman]

| Beware - Huge spoiler in the video below!

[shmyga]

who wants to be boy best friends

[muffinlance]

Isopuppy Sewn Pattern Update: At long last, I've found time to get back to working on this! AKA I didn't feel like writing this weekend so LET'S GO SEWING YAY.

Current status: I have the final pattern worked out (plus or minus some seam allowance adjustments) and I've moved from junk fabric to final fabric. Hoping to get a good way into cutting/construction tomorrow. Unless I feel like writing. Who knows! Not me!

[cosmodynes]

[anxiously-sidequesting]

Not to keep beating dead horses like I so much love to do but I am still completely Flabbergasted and Astonished at how you (Merle Ambrose) could discover the most terrifying fact that a child that is essentially under your care has been indoctrinated into a cult (which, by the way, a process that has taken over the course of years) ((by an agent that has been stationed in a direct position to make it easier to access and manipulate children, that has easily escaped your notice for such a long time)) that worships a nihilistic entity whose ultimate goal is the absolute and total destruction of Everything and Everyone around you, and your one, single, simple-sentenced response to that is to say "Oh, that's a shame. He (Duncan) always was pretty terrible. Hope he gets better someday." And then to move on from those extremely worrying and dangerous bundle of issues permanently without taking any sort of action to protect the vulnerable and make sure nothing like this ever happens again

[causenessus]

guys this might comes as a shock but i have something to tell you all.

i'm in love with suna rintarou.

[prismatoxic]

passing out but important thoughts on the ~mystery kink~ I'm adding to promises later

like obviously it's horny. I want chilchuck to be laios's daddy for horny reasons. but the plan was always for laios to be drawn to it not only bc he gets off on chilchuck's authority, but because of his own rampant daddy issues and desire for paternal approval.

BUT. but.

I think chilchuck thinks it's a horny thing for himself and nothing else... until he finds himself assuming the role outside of sex and realizes, with a sudden overwhelming clarity, that this is just as much for himself as it is for laios. that he's been tearing himself up inside for fucking up with his daughters, for not being the father he should have been. taking care of laios in that way is like making up for how bad he was at it before.

(and he wasn't, is the thing. he was a great father for most of their lives and only started getting emotionally distant as time wore on. but he doesn't see it that way)

laios needs a dad who loves him just the way he is and chilchuck needs to take care of someone in a way that affirms his fatherhood.

so... like, I couldn't extract the sex and kink from this story even if I wanted to, lmao

[space-writes]

ROYGBIV tag

tagged by @winterandwords, thank you! these are all from A Question of Trust, because I’ve got Boys™ brainrot again <3

📝 Search your story for the colours of the rainbow and post the excerpts.

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Red

Her eyes glinted—not dried blood but y’haerrphis. Fanatic red. The colour of whip-cracks and high devotional hymns. Magic coiled on the back of his tongue; there was no Matron here to bring the lash down for any unseemly male outburst, and the last Watch patrol he’d seen had been two streets up.

Orange

Darkness wrapped them, the burnt orange flicker of a streetlamp outside catching all Rizeth’s perfect edges, setting his eyes ablaze.

Yellow

She had yellow daisies braided into her hair today, matching the sunny colour of her light shawl.

Green

Lord Stillgleam, elegant in a sea-green skirt and drapes of golden chain, stood with his hip cocked and one eyebrow raised behind his fan. He snapped it shut.

Blue

She took a pen from a cunning slot in the book’s spine, and tapped the end. A faint hum of magic lit the patterns along the wood, and she began to write in neat curls of deep blue Elvish. “I have trouble speaking my feelings,” she said, flicking a glance at him. Her eyes were as blue as her ink. “It caused some difficulties with Sir for a while, so now I write them down for him.”

Indigo

“I didn’t think you liked such sweet things, Master,” Ashenivir said, examining the silver plate of confections curiously. Fruit, in a dozen varieties, sugar-dusted and half-dipped in chocolate. “I like you, do I not?” Rizeth said. That pretty, delicate stain of indigo spread once more across Ashenivir’s face.

Violet

“Rise,” he said. Ashenivir got smoothly to his feet, keeping his arms folded behind his back. The muscles of his legs flexed, slim and strong, as well-kept as the leather in Rizeth’s hands. “Arms out behind your back, parallel—very good, Ra’soltha.” “Are you to bind me, Master? Those are long cuffs for doing that.” “Arms higher,” Rizeth said. He’d get his answer soon enough. He turned Ashenivir so he could see their reflections in the mirror as he slid the long sleeves onto his arms and laced them to fit snugly from mid-bicep to wrist. The rich russet leather paired excellently with his deep violet skin—a fact Ashenivir was all too clearly admiring alongside his Master.

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no-pressure tagging @talesofsorrowandofruin @olliexwrites @willtheweaver and @aalinaaaaaa

Obedience taglist: @foxboyclit @belovedviolence @thegreatobsesso (ask to be +/-)