#sweet soft rolls

[nomanisanisland]

sweetvanessa21 april 2024

[morningflamesword]

[bunnidarling]

"Who eats them like that? You're embarrassing me." (help I love you so much my heart is exploding)

A post-victory visit to Mum's inn for Averyll's favourite food in all of Toril- his Mum's sweet rolls.

Gorgeous art by @shinkomiii

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[buffetlicious]

Sis bought this Kaya Swiss Roll (S$12) from Rich & Good Cake Shop. The long tube of rolled cake is about 12 inches long and wrapped in a piece of plastic. The cake itself is soft and fragrant with a whorl of coconut jam within. Though it tasted good, the price is hard to stomach as it had gone up by at least 100% over the last 6-8 years.

[vmpyrgal]

My Melody~🤍🎀

[delicatefawnxo]

sanrio baby style items ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

[kyokutsu-sama]

I don't know if it's just me who has this opinion but like...

Why do I think Sanemi looks like he stepped out of a damn dark romance but at the same time I think he would be a cinnamon roll with his beloved?

[dreamfaerietale]

[rocketqueen1989x]

💋mötley crüe 💋

(imagines coming soon )

Nikki sixx

Vince Neil

Tommy Lee

Mick mars

[222sparklejumpropequeen]

I don't wanna be ur girl I wanna be ur gun :(

[dreamywakes]

Euphoria BPR: Gen 23 Yellow

Painting has never been your forte but you have a photographic eye and its shows through the lens of your very expensive camera.

Heir: Halo Euphoria

Green Spouse: Anura Pear by @simstrations thank you so much 💚

Halo Euphoria + Anura Pear =

Spring Peeper and Poison Dart

Vote for who should be our Green heir here

[agalychnisspranneusroseus]

Thank god Sasha was confirmed bisexual, otherwise people would hc her as lesbian solely and exclusively because she's kind of a bitch.

[experimentalmadness]

Sunshine

It's more Eidel and Astarion. Because I'm insane about them.

Summary: Astarion watches his consort tend to the palace gardens. Can a vampire lord even feel love? Spoiler alert: You bet.

Ascension route but make it soft, because I said so.

If you're looking for more of my fic let me point you in the right direction.

***

She was the sun. 

Every morning Astarion watched his consort go out into the high-walled gardens. The courtyard had been a dismal, rotten place, but it had flourished under the care of its new mistress. He watched her from the upper balcony, watched her as she stretched onto the tips of her feet, hands splayed wide, head tilted up as she drank in the summer heat. A basket of cut flowers sat at her feet. 

“Hello, my lovelies,” she sang. “Shall we do a little trimming today?” 

Vines and branches bent towards her, creeping and curling around her ankles like a cat would its tail. The very earth itself loved her. He was almost jealous. She cupped a pale, white lily in her hands and the urge to incinerate it came upon him so strongly it took him by surprise. Such expressions of love and tenderness should be saved for him alone, but as quickly as the instinct flooded him he brushed it aside. She wouldn’t be his consort if she was not the gentle soul she always was. 

Astarion gripped the edges of the stone balustrade. Sometimes he felt of two minds. There was the Vampire Lord and then there was the living man. The vampire wanted to enclose her in a chamber no one could ever access save himself, where she would be his. Utterly, permanently, and he’d never need share her with the outside world for an eternity. The man knew better, but that didn’t mean he let her out of his sight for long. 

But luckily his little consort had no reason to stray very far. Nor had she ever wanted to. She pulled him into the world in a way he hadn’t accounted for. He wasn’t sharing her with the world, she was gifting it to him. 

“They kept me in a cage,” she’d told him the night he’d turned her. She had always sidestepped telling him anything about her past. Even when he had revealed all to her. 

“The past is the past,” she’d been fond of saying. “I was alone for such a long long time. I’d like to know what happiness feels like.”

She’d been so sad when he had finally demanded to know all that had happened to her. She was quiet as she told him all she knew and he never wanted to see such a dead-eyed look on her face ever again. 

“You’re all doing so good, my darlings,” her voice broke through his memories. “And, my sweet one, shall we try growing again this morning?” She sat by the sickly willow sapling at the center of the garden. It had been dying when they had taken up their residence in the palace. Astarion had thought to pull the pathetic thing up by the root, but Eidel had been insistent on nursing it back to health. Three years later and it didn’t seem to be making much progress, but she insisted that healing took time. 

She petted and caressed the sapling, humming softly to herself. “Look at this, is this a new leaf I spy? Well done!” 

His jealousy was getting the better of him. It was the work of moments to transpose himself from the balcony to the garden. His powers had been growing by the day. Eidel turned at the sound of his magic, a smile bursting wide over her face. “Come to help me in the garden?” she asked. 

“Darling, do you really think I was made for grubbing about in the dirt?” 

She giggled. “I’d certainly enjoy seeing that.”

He was about to fire off a rejoinder when he felt something tugging at his cloak and ankles. “What in the…?” Vines and roots were curling around him, reaching out to pull at his clothes, muss his hair. Even the sickly willow was trying in vain to stretch out its singular branch in his direction. “Your little plants do realize I’m not you, don’t they?”

Eidel laughed harder, “Oh dear, everyone, do settle down! Sorry.” She waved for the plants to release him. “They know how much I love you, and so they love you in return. Now, now,” she wagged a finger at a particularly stubborn creeping vine that was doggedly hanging onto his arm. “Enough of that, or I’ll start to get jealous.”

She rubbed her nose to his playfully as the last of the plants receded. The mud and dirt on her hands stained his shirt sleeves and Astarion found he didn’t care. “You’re not here to ask me to come inside, are you?” 

“And miss seeing how my treasure shines in the light? What exactly do you take me for?” 

“So…that’s a yes to helping me with the trimmings, then?” 

“Manipulative little wretch, aren’t you?” 

She planted the softest peck on his lips. “You taught me everything I know.”

He adored the look in her eyes when she gently teased him. There wasn’t a cruel or cunning bone in her body. And when they were alone, truly alone, he found some of his own cruelty slipped away from him. He was just Astarion to her, not Vampire Ascendent, she’d never looked at him any other way. 

She belonged here. In the sun. In the warmth. Even as a vampire she was full of life, hope, joy—a kind he would have scoffed at not too long ago. And he had done, when he had first met her. He would give her everything, anything, to make sure that glow stayed with him. Only with him. 

“Eidel, are you happy?” he asked. 

Then those hands that had been tending to her plants so carefully were on him. She wrapped her arms about his shoulders. “What a question! Are you?”

“Ah, ah, I believe I asked you first.”

“Of course I am. Your turn.”

 “You make me happy, dove.”

“Good,” she took his face in her hands and kissed him soundly. “You know what would make me even happier?” she whispered, lips feathered against his own.

“Don’t you da—”

“Is seeing you learn how to tend a garden!”

[vigilskeep]

wait who needs a persuasion check for a kiss? 😭😭

wyll AGSHJSKSKSKS

it’s because it’s at the party where he’s a bit out of it and goes off by himself. but in general, is he not a man worth spending all your inspiration on

[iridescentis]

it is BARELY autumn and ive already got a FUCKING COLD

WHAT THE FUCK MAN

[rocketqueen1989x]

🎀My husbands🎀