#thank you again!!!

[lesoldatmort]

Blood Moon 🌕🩸

I had the honour to portray one of the characters of my long time patron @lycan--carcass The name of this character is 'Prokletý Pán' which could be translated from czech as "Cursed Lord". He fits the narrative as a beast entity who creates werewolves when the blood moon rises.

[arczism]

Hi sorry this is weird but i saw your tweet on my fyp trying to remember a fic where sanji sleeps like someone who's never felt safe. My twit is locked but I remembered this fic:

"The Cook never moves in his sleep unless he's exhausted. It's unnerving. It's the way people that didn't grow up safe sleep."

You'll whisper lies to me (and one of them will be true) by Veto_power_over_clocks

archiveofourown . org / works / 51297967

Anon thank You so much, yes, that's it — You'll Whisper Lies to Me (And One of Them Will Be True) by Veto_Power_Over_Clocks. I've been searching for this for months, I owe you my life

[kissingagrumpygiant]

a very fun and cozy comm for @bigfreckledears of their Atlas Lavellan and Blackwall 💕

[the-cryptographer]

The sky between the buildings was like ink and the sleet pelted down and was lit like embers as it passed through the orange of the streetlights. It was an alley somewhere in Domino City. The teenager named Seto Kaiba had an older man pinned to the pavement with all his weight on his foot to the man’s chest, the toe near the man’s windpipe. And Seto was panting and his hair was wet and the Millennium Rod was tucked into a loop of his belt. The Millennium Rod left to him by his late father Gozaburo Kaiba.

- The Storms by @rainstormcolors

Another commission from @toadstool32!

[b-o-e]

first date

Wally Darling x Reader

Warnings: a lil silly if you don’t imagine yourself and Wally to be similar in height, bahahah! also, 'tis a biggin! plus, an important note at the end if you'd like to see!

although it is not necessary, I highly suggest reading my fics in their recommended order for the best experience! here is the link to all my silly lil wally fics in order. this is #10, wowzers! :)

Wally asks you out on a date, but little does he know.

“I think I’m all set,”

Wally stared at himself in the mirror, pushing a stray hair into place with his fingers. He inhaled a deep breath, brushing off his outfit.

“What do you say, Home?” He lifted his arms to the side, presenting himself to his friend with a spin, earning squeaks and creaks of approval in return.

“Oh, you,” He swatted playfully at the air, holding his cheek in response to Home’s (supposedly) kind words. 

Wally ensured to get the bundle of flowers Frank and Eddie put together for him off the table, announcing that he was off as he started toward the door, only for it not to open for him. He paused, confused. Oh, was he forgetting something?

“Picnic basket!” he snapped his fingers, smiling brightly. “Goodness, my nerves must be getting to me,” he grabbed the basket and adjusted the gingham blanket on the top.

“Is that everything, now?” He questioned aloud, unable to recall anything else. Home squeaked, door swaying open. “I’ll take that as a ‘yes’,” he smiled, heading out and waving farewell, on his way to your house.

Despite the anxiety bundled in his belly, Wally had an excited pep in his step, confidence peeking through. He felt good about this. Excited!

He had flowers and a basket of your favourite snacks for you two, along with a perfect set-up planned for the dishes, too! With his outfit looking spiffy and hair looking chic, he was set!

In no time at all, Wally stood before your door, lifting his fist and knocking, swaying back and forth on his heels. Deep breaths, Wally!

Barely two seconds passed, and it swung open. It looked like you had just been getting ready to leave.

“Wally?” you smiled, seeming pleasantly surprised by his appearance. “What are the chances?”

“Oh, my. I hope I’m not disrupting any plans,” he fretted.

“Not at all,” you reassured. “Actually, I was about to go looking for you,”

“Is that so?” he asked, head tipped to the side with curiosity. 

“Yes,” you leaned back, grabbing something off the table. “I was going to bring you these,” 

You held a bundle of tulips out to him, red, orange, and yellow. Wally’s eyes widened, his smile growing.

“Well, isn’t that a silly coincidence?” 

He untucked the bouquet of flowers he brought for you from under his arm, holding them out, though his expression fell as he noticed their appearance.

“My… I guess I should’ve been a little more careful,” he sheepishly shifted around the slightly squashed flowers, attempting to fix them up a little better. “I’m sorry,” he apologized shyly, a little downed by his mistake.

Despite the disheveled appearance of them, you happily accepted, handing him his as you examined the beautiful bouquet. “They’re wonderful, Wally,” you awed with delight. “Why don’t you step inside for a few moments? I’ll get these in a vase real quick,” you opened the entrance further for him, walking over to the kitchen.

Wally followed you inside, staring down at the flowers you’d given to him, a giddy little smile playing at his lips. Great minds think alike, don’t they?

“So,” your voice recaptured his attention as you snipped away at the stems of the flowers, carefully sliding them into a vase filled with water. “What else brings you here? Were you just passing by?” you questioned as you walked over, placing the colourful display on the coffee table in front of your couch.

“Actually,” Wally began, holding out the picnic basket. “I came to invite you for a picnic with me,”

“A picnic?” 

“A picnic,” he affirmed. “I figured, it’s a beautiful day outside, and I would like to take you on a proper date. Wouldn’t that be nice?”

“Why, isn’t that just charming of you,” you teased playfully, although the light flush on your cheeks displayed your true feelings. 

“I do try,” Wally grinned. “Would you do me the honour of accompanying me?”

“I would love to,” you agreed. “I thought you looked a little extra handsome today, so I was wondering what you were up to. But, those simply may be my thoughts everyday,”

“How very sweet of you,” Wally reddened a little now, walking to the door, pulling it open for you and gesturing you through. “Shall we head out, then?” he asked. 

“We shall, I suppose,” you chuckled. Something caught your eye first, your face lighting up with realization. “Oh, right! I grabbed this for you while I was at the store, too. Couldn’t resist,” you plucked the Red Delicious apple you’d gotten for him off the table, offering it to him. He accepted it gladly, smiling.

“How thoughtful as well,” he smiled. “Thank you, I appreciate it. It’s nice to know I seem to be on your mind as much as you’re on mine, too,”

Your cheeks darkened at his comment. “More than I’d like to admit, personally,” you grumbled under your breath, walking through the door, Wally following behind, sliding his hand into yours.

“Oh yeah?” he hummed, watching you in amusement as your cheeks brightened ever so slightly. 

“You weren’t meant to hear that.”

It wasn’t long before you two arrived on a hill you frequented together, treading up to the shade of the tree that sat at the top. Wally took the blanket off the basket, laying it out on the ground, allowing a clean place to sit.

“What a nice day it is,” you mumbled, laying back in a starfish position and enjoying the warmth in the air. A gentle breeze drifted by every once in a while, rustling through the leaves above.

“Agreed,” Wally said, watching you with an adoring smile on his features. “Although any day is a nice day with you around, in my mind,”

“I could say the same to you, Darling,” you peeked up at him with a grin, propping yourself up on your arms.

“Why, thank you,” he grabbed the apple he’d been carrying, lifting the lid to the picnic basket to place it inside for later. He froze halfway through the action.

His brain went blank.

“... Wally?” you questioned. “Are you alright?”

… Where was the food?

He slowly shut the basket’s lid, lips slightly agape, eyes shyly meeting yours as you scooted over. 

His shoulders sunk, embarrassment bubbling in his stomach as you peeked inside the basket for yourself.

“... I grabbed the wrong basket,” he whispered. 

Your eyes locked with his guilt filled orbs, surprise filling your own.

Wally’s head dropped as he deflated a little more with shame.

But then, you laughed,

“You grabbed the wrong basket?” you sniggered, Wally offering a little nod of confirmation. “That’s no big deal at all, Wally” you claimed, reaching out and tilting his chin back up to make him look at you. “Guess we just have to ration the apple, huh?” you teased, pecking his forehead.

“Consider it yours,” 

“I’m only kidding,” you giggled, pushing it back towards him. “It’s all yours, Darling,” you said, twisting your body to lay on your back, head resting in his lap.

Hesitant, his arms slowly snaked loosely over your shoulders as he gazed down at you, fingers toying with the fabric of your shirt.

“... you’re not mad?” 

“No, I’m not mad. Not at all,”

“Really?”

“Truly,” you smiled, hands coming up to rest on top of his. “I’m more than happy just to spend time with you. I was glad to have this outing as an excuse to,” 

“Goodness me,” he mumbled, cheeks flushing lightly. “I sure am a lucky one, aren’t I?” he sighed in relief, thumbs brushing along your jawline. 

“You sure are,” you jested, grinning up at him. 

Together, you sat in an equal amount of talking and silence, simply enjoying the other's company. Wally became a little less uptight, trying to relax and enjoy the moment more, despite still feeling discouraged over all the things that had gone wrong so far. 

Everything that could go wrong already has now, hasn't it? The hurdles had been passed, and you didn’t seem put off one bit.

He watched you as you animatedly retold a story, hands waving in the air as you explained it to him. You were much too preoccupied to notice the absolutely smitten look on his face, entranced by your every move. 

Until he felt something on his shoulder.

And then something on his other.

And then, a big wet drop hit your forehead.

“Uh oh,” you chuckled, wiping a droplet away and holding out your hand. “Looks like it’s starting to rain. Those clouds sure blow in quick, I didn’t even notice,” you sat up, standing to your feet.

“Oh no,” Wally mumbled, “we’d better get inside before it begins to pour,”

And as if those were the magic words, it did just that.

The sprinkle was swift to turn into a drizzle, and that drizzle soon turned into a shower. It left next to no time for you to get to any proper cover, apart from the tree. 

The leaves of the tree blocked out some of the rain, however you were still getting a little wet. Unsure whether to wait it out or leave, Wally watched the rainfall, disappointed with the way everything just had to turn out.

“Say, maybe we can use the blanket as some extra cover an–”

He was cut off as his foot slid on a patch of slippery mud, leading him down, flat on his back with a grunt. Out in the open, not to mention.

At this point, he couldn’t even bother anymore.

“Are you okay?” you worried, sliding down onto your knee next to him, uncaring toward the mud that got on your clothes.

Wally stared blankly up at the sky, his smile pitiful at this point.

“This is quite the downer, isn’t it?” he uttered.

Wally gazed at you, his eyes brimmed with tears that threatened to escape.

“I messed everything up today, huh? Ha ha,” he forced a chuckle, looking to the side as he lifted an arm to wipe at his face. 

“I’m sorry,” he mumbled. “I wanted to treat you today, to impress you,” his wet hands covered his face, humiliated.

“I wanted to show you how I love you so deeply, and to ask…” he hesitated. Should he even say it now? He just felt like it would go poorly, anyways. Instead, he sighed, dropping the subject.

“Never mind, all that…” 

His hands fell to his sides, spread out as he accepted his miserable fate. He felt so defeated. Thoroughly, downright destroyed, by now. 

Not a single thing seemed to go his way today. Murphy’s Law was on his tail! From when he grabbed the wrong basket, he smushed the flowers, he forgot to take the weather into account, he slipped and got you both all muddy... What's next?

With how poorly this outing with you has gone, why would you want to go on any more with him?

As he went to apologize to you once more, you beat him to speaking.

“Dance with me,” you said.

Your hand came into Wally’s view, palm up, requesting his.

He met eyes with yours, lost. 

Shouldn’t you be upset with him? Or anything that's not wanting to dance?

“I ruined our date,” he voiced.

“Well, I don’t see it that way,” you disagreed, “I don’t think you’ve done anything wrong. Maybe some mishaps have happened, but…” you trailed off as you looked around, peering back at him.

“I see it as a memorable first date with you,”

“Memorable is one way to describe it, I suppose…” he grumbled. You giggled, shaking your head.

“I mean that in a good way,” you chuckled. “I’ve enjoyed this. A lot. Maybe things didn’t go according to plan, but… sometimes, it’s fun when things go astray,”

“So come on,” 

He stared at you, befuddled by your words. He had been unsure that he could love you any more, but with each passing day, you seemed to prove that assumption wrong.

“Dance with me, Wally. Please?” 

So, timidly, he accepted your hand, standing back to his feet with your help.

His hair was drooped in front of his face, dampened by the rain, as were both of your clothes by now. And yet, you showed no sign of caring. 

Instead, you led him further away from the little cover the tree provided, stopping in the middle of the road. 

“We have no music,” Wally pointed out as you turned toward him, his hands in your own.

“Won’t you sing for me, Wally?” You joked with a giggle. He chuckled weakly, shaking his head.

“You and I both know I’m not the best singer,”

“And yet, you and I both know that’s not what it’s all about,” you begged to differ, “It’s about the enjoyment, and I enjoy the sound of your voice, personally. Plus, you and I both know I’m not the best dancer, but here I am, asking you to dance with me,”

“I think you’re a wonderful dancer,”

“As I think you’re a wonderful singer,”

He opened his mouth to reply, only to close it right back up.

Touché…

He couldn’t come up with any argument for that. So, with an amused huff, he pulled you closer and began to hum a tune for you, leading you into a slow, simple dance.

As you swayed lazily in the street together, Wally could almost feel his tension melt away in the rain. He felt as if his cares had faded, with you in his arms. 

Sure, the picnic was ruined (though it seems that it was from the start), his hair was sopping wet, and his clothes weren’t much different, he could put up with it, if this feeling of tranquility with you is what he gets in return. 

As he continued to hum, Wally lifted his arm, twirling you in the dance and carefully dipping you, smiling as you giggled.

When he lifted you back up out of it, you pulled your grip away from his, leaning against him.

Your arms wrapped loosely around his hips, the man stood still as a statue in your embrace for a moment, before he carefully laid his arms over your shoulders. He’d gotten better, with time. He wanted to improve for you.

“Wally?” you murmured quietly, catching his attention.

“Yes?” he replied.

“Tell me what you were going to say, won’t you?” 

It took Wally a moment to comprehend the meaning behind your words, but soon, he understood. The corners of his lips tugged up a little more, and he gently pulled you closer.

“Well, I wanted to ask you a question, since it had come to my attention we hadn’t spoken about it before,” He said, pulling back slightly to have a better look at you.

“So, I wanted to request of you, if you would please accept me as your significant other,” He murmured, eyes gazing lovingly into yours.

“I’d be glad to, Wally,” you smiled back at him. “I would love nothing more than that,” 

Wally’s smile grew wider. Thunder rumbled gently in the distance, the warm rain continuing to hit against your skin. Both of you were completely drenched by now, soaked, muddy, and yet none of that mattered, with how incredibly content you were in each other’s presence.

“I desire nothing more than that,” Wally hummed, his hands cupping your cheeks. Your own found his wrist, gripping them lightly. 

“You know, my darling,” you hummed, his surname falling from your lips with more meaning. “I’m completely and utterly in love with you, Wally,” 

His lips tugged upwards. 

And that’s all he needed to hear.

Eliminating the little space between the two of you, his lips met yours in a slow, tender kiss, while the rain continued to pelt down around you.

“Same to you, my love,” Wally murmured, forehead pressed to yours.

“Yes!” Julie leaped up, fist pumping the air, rain poncho shielding her body from the rain.

You jumped back from Wally in shock, cheeks flushing deeply with embarrassment.

“Julie!” Frank scolded, yanking her back down behind the bush.

“Sorry!”

FINALLY!!! IT'S HERE!!! I am so sorry for the long wait!!! hopefully this long fic makes up for it!!!

it has been a month since i started this series!!! wow, has it ever flown by!!! thank you to everyone for their support, especially to those of you who have interacted with all of my stuff. I notice you. you pop up in my notifications and i occasionally say aloud, "thank you kittenpickles692" or whatever your strange url may be!!! i do not believe a kittenpickles692 exists, but perhaps i should look into it!!!

but!!! thank you all!!! i really truly appreciate it!!! i won't lie, with how this fic goes, i may consider leaving this 'series' here. what i mean by this though, is the pulling away from the fics following a 'storyline'. i will more likely than not still write these and they will still be considered part of it, but they will be much more random moments instead, bahah! simply different tidbits of your relationship with wally, all in this same 'world' i have written about.

here is a link to my silly lil wally fics in their recommended order if you would like :) these can also be found on my ao3 B) I also have a ko-fi if you'd like to support me!

alas!!! I believe this is all for now!!! i truly hope that you enjoyed, and i will be back soon!!! likes and reblogs are very appreciated! MWAH!!!

Posted Friday, May 19, 2023, at 11:18 AM

[aevallare]

did you know I managed to snag a @geezmarty commission? now you do. read kindred ❤️

[raijin-tribe]

Thank You!! 💜💜

I just wanted to thank those who participated in Raijinshuu Day this year! I know it wasn’t anything crazy, but I appreciate it so so much!!

🎉 A special shout out to @moonsundra and @artzy-lin especially!!!

Thank you so much for sharing your art of our favorite team! They look amazing and I’m proud to showcase them here!! Keep up the great work!!! Getting to see art of the Raijinshuu always makes me so happy!

And not only the artists, but thank you to all those who liked and reblogged to spread the word and support these wonderful artists!!

This is only the second year, so Raijinshuu Day is still a young event and I will continue to host it every year so stay tuned!! (And when life gets a little less hectic, I hope to get back into art and participate as well!! \(˃̵͈̑ᴗ˂̵͈̑)/ )

I still have so much planned for this blog and the Raijinshuu— I appreciate all the support!! I can’t thank you all enough!! 💜💜💜

[retroautomaton]

last month’s coffee date commissions! ☕️

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[ghoul-slime]

An absolute bounty of beautiful art from @bonncy !!!

Check out her inprnt here!!

[bluesylveon2]

OMG HI I CAME AS FAST AS I COULD WHEN I SAW REQUESTS FOR 400 FOLLOWERS WERE OPEN I LOVED YOUR ORTHO FAMILY DAY ONESHOT!! i was gonna ask for idia + "i wont say im in love" or "once upon a dream" bc both are SUCHHH good disney songs, i hope you can write whichever one seems more fun to you, lots of love!! - ♡ anon

Omg hi!!! Thank you for reading the ortho fic! It was my first time writing for twst and I glad at how it turned out. I chose "I Won't Say I'm in Love" because it just screams Idia 😂. Hope you enjoy anon!!!

Notes: Idia being in denial, mentioned Vargas camp pt 2, fluff, Azul uses one line from the Ghost Marriage, and the housewardens team up on him (it's basically their team-building exercise lol)

Word Count: 975 (I said that these are supposed to be drabbles but now they're oneshots lmao)

Warnings: possible ooc characters and not beta read.

Idia thought the Vargas camp was torture, but it was actually Crowley's team-building camp (with no technology, might he add) filled with some of the scariest people he knew (read: the housewardens) and the Ramshackle Prefect. 

Yes, the Prefect.

Crowley said she needed to attend since she was in the same position as them for Ramshackle. However, Idia knew she didn't have to be there since Grim was her only dorm member. The real reason she was here was to keep the housewardens in check. 

"You're staring off again," Vil's smooth voice caused Idia to jump and take his attention away from the nearby Yuu talking to Crowley. 

“I’MNOTSTARINGATYUU!”

Vil sighed, "I never said anything about the Prefect."

Idia wanted the ground to swallow him whole, "H-how long have you been standing there?" 

Vil crossed his arms, a frown etched on his flawless face, "Long enough for everyone to get stuff for camp except for you," he emphasized his words by pointing out to the vacant field except for the Prefect standing far from them. Vil, annoyed, gracefully walked over to Idia and pressed a manicured finger to his chest, "Look, I'm not sure what Yuu sees in you, but if you hurt her, I will not hesitate to send Rook at you," he said in a brotherly manner. Idia swore that Vil's glare could kill him if it could. 

Idia's hair turned slightly pink, "Whoa, whoa, why would I hurt Yuu?" He was grabbing one part of his jacket when he heard Vil sigh.

"I don't want to see her shed any tears over you, got it?"

Idia opened his mouth to reply but was stopped by Malleus teleporting to him. 

"You are going to hurt the Child of Man?" Malleus frowned. 

Vil rolled his eyes, "Malleus, do you think that Idia is in love with Yuu?"

"Hey!"

Malleus hummed in thought and ignored Idia, "Lilia taught me what love was the other day, and I think Shroud fits the description. He mentioned how humans can turn red, and I assume that Idia's pink hair is a similar reaction."

Idia squealed and feebly attempted to blow out the pink away, but it grew out of embarrassment. 

"Will you shut up! Some of us have better things to do and nap," Leona called out from a nearby tree. He had an annoyed and tired look on his face. 

"Hey, Kingscholar, do you think Shroud has feelings toward the Child of Man?" Malleus innocently asked the lion beastman. 

"I'm literally right next to you!" Idia exclaimed, but it fell on deaf ears again.  

Leona opened one eye and looked at the group, "Do I think? Hah, I know he does. Radish Sprout tries to keep his lovestruck face hidden from Yuu, but we can all see it. He can't conceal his obvious swooning. Honestly, it makes me want to puke."

Idia's hair was a mix of pink and red "I am not trying to hide anything!" He exclaimed, causing Vil to roll his eyes. 

"Hey, guys!" Kalim threw his arms around Idia and Malleus, causing them to stumble a bit, "is there a party going on?"

Malleus shook his head, "No, but we were discussing how Shroud harbors feelings for the Child of Man," he pointed at the said male with his thumb. 

"WHEN DID WE COME TO THAT CONCLUSION?"

Kalim's mouth was open in an o, "Oh, I can definitely see it! There was one time I tried to invite Idia to my party, but he was too busy swooning over the Prefect that he accidentally hit a wall," he sighed sadly. Meanwhile, Idia wanted to crawl into a hole and stay there. 

"What is going on here? We should be looking for food or logs for the campfire!" Riddle looked like steam was ready to burst out of his head, but Azul, who was behind him, didn't look bothered by it. 

"We are talking about how Idia likes Yuu," Kalim brightly smiled that it could rival the sun. 

Azul held back his laughter while Riddle rolled his eyes, "What are we? School girls." He pointed a finger toward Idia, "Don't even think about denying it! Own up to it!"

As a last-ditch effort, Idia looked to Azul, "Azul, we're friends. Disagree with them!"

Azul let out a fake sigh, "Well, I buy many things as a businessman. I don't buy that you don't like the Prefect. To think that Idia, king of all introverts, would fall for the Prefect... I can't see through all my tears of joy," he said, wiping away a fake tear. 

"NOOOOOO!" Idia's hair was now entirely pink, and he tried to hide himself behind his hands. Vil, annoyed (again), grabbed a compact mirror from his pocket and opened it. He angled to where it showed Yuu feeding Grim some tuna. He grabbed Idia's hands and yanked them down, "Hey Idia, look into my mirror and tell me what you see."

Idia briefly glanced at the mirror, and his scared expression turned lovestruck, "It's Yuu feeding the itty bitty kitty," He sighed, causing everyone (including sweet little Kalim) to smirk victoriously. 

"Well, we got our answer. Let's go, gentleman." Vil closed his mirror, startling Idia, and stood up. Everyone else headed out, including Leona, who decided to find another tree to nap in.

In gaining his scenes, Idia scrambled to save himself, "Wait, that doesn't prove anything!"

"Your face said it all," Vil called out.

Idia watched as everyone became small figures until he was alone, "F in the chat for me. I will admit it, but I won't say it out loud," he muttered. 

"You won't say what out loud?" Yuu's voice asked from behind him, a hint of amusement in her voice. 

Idia wanted the earth to swallow him whole and throw him into a pool of lava. 

400 event is still open!!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twisted Wonderland and its characters. Those belong to Aniplex, Walt Disney Japan, and Yana Toboso.

©: This story belongs to bluesylveon2 2020-23. DO NOT modify, republish, or plagiarize my work.

[sp1rit-realm]

༻¨*:· 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐓 ·:*¨༺

༻¨*:· summary ·:*¨༺ you hate remus lupin, and he hates you. what happens when you get stuck in a lift together?

༻¨*:· notes ·:*¨༺ 𖦹 GUYS.... 𖦹 LAST PART ���� i would like to say thank you so so much to everyone who supported me and this series. ya'll are great; i hope you like this <33 𖦹 fem!reader 𖦹 i did not proofread this bc i'm lazy ⎝(ˊᗜˋ)⎠

༻¨*:· word count ·:*¨༺ 𖦹 221

prologue / wedding << pt. 12 -- epilogue

Like clockwork, you see Remus Lupin every day. Either you wake up next to him, or he's waiting outside of your door.

But today, he's not here. He's not brushing his teeth, nor is he brewing tea.

He doesn't wait outside your door with a bouquet of flowers, and he's not answering the phone.

So you get ready and march to the lift with tears in your eyes. Silently, you descend to the lobby, wishing your boyfriend was next to you.

But then, he's in the lobby.

"What are you doing down here?" Remus asks, panicked, holding something behind his back.

"Going to work?"

"It's Saturday, m'love." He smiles.

Saturday. He had a surprise for you on Saturday. "I forgot," You frown.

"Well, I guess I'll just have to do it right here."

You tilt your head, "Do what here?"

He pulls a single flower from behind his back.

You smile, taking it in your hand, "Thank you, Remus."

But then he's on one knee, and he's smiling as he pulls something out of his coat pocket.

You stare at him in shock, "Remus…"

He cuts you off, "Y/n, please do me the favor of making me the happiest man to ever walk Earth. Marry me?"

For a moment, you don't say anything; you see the worry on his face.

"Yes."

i'd like to thank you again for reading this series, and thank you for being so patient with me <33

[moociaoafterdark]

I’ll bite. I’m always up for trying something new, hope this is okay.

HC that Horus uses Sanguinius’ wings as grips when he’s pounding him from behind. A lot of back play as well. Mostly Horus pressing his thumbs between Sanginius’ shoulder blades and marveling at the muscles, paying extra attention to the areas around his wings; touching places that aren’t often touched, just to show he can.

I doubt Sangy would trust anyone else to put him in such a vulnerable position. It's liberating for him to shut off his brain and let someone else take control for once. He can let down his defenses and be more himself around Horus. Which makes his betrayal all the more gut wrenching for Sanguinius. Cause he trusted Horus with every part of himself.

Kissing your hands gently, anon, this is MORE than okay

Ahh, it wouldn't be HoruSang without some good angst, huh? I'm all here for it though, the sheer tragedy of what was once a beautiful relationship is part of the appeal :3c

Also HARD AGREE on Sanguinius letting himself go and allowing himself to be vulnerable with Horus, to the point of letting him use him, to do as he pleases with the Angel's entire body. Horus, little shit that he is, is cocky about it, but also genuinely values Sanguinius' trust, at least before the corruption/betrayal. And, again, Sanguinius lets him be cocky. He would be lying if he said he didn't find it hot.

Last, but not least, Horus holding onto Sanguinius' wings during sex is *chief kiss*. Yet another indicator of trust. But also I wonder how did this even happen. Was it Sanguinius' fantasy that he asked Horus to reenact with him and they just kinda couldn't stop from there on because of how much both of them enjoyed it? Or did it happen in the heat of the moment, with Horus afraid he hurt or upset Sanguinius, just for the latter to ask him to do it again?

I have food for thought now, falling asleep will be easy today. Thank you so much!!! 🥹💕💞

[twigs-sprigs]

I followed you for exactly 2 BMC posts back in like 2020 it’s just your art looks all pretty and I don’t know any of your fandoms just like the art style

thank you so much!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i cant believe ppl still know me way back from my bmc phase... hope this clears up the fandom thing though! i do know i get pretty far off from the show with aus and such (which i have a lot of) probably the fact that i love an obscure rarepair and also enjoy drawing gore in aus for this lego show doesnt exactly help my case DWJKDWKDW still, thank you for sticking around!! im thankful people find my tomfoolery at least slightly entertaining

[thelonelyshore-if]

hey! i love your if, this is mostly just a curiosity, but i was wondering if there would be any mention of the consequences of mc being stuck in town if they take medications? like obviously im sure most things will be found in a pharmacy and theres prob some. system? for when this happens. but what about hormones? does croft take them? can we get them in town? i was curious because cricket talked about pronouns like theyre a new and wild thing so taking hormones might also be that?

was just something i was playing around with in my head! i love your if so much its my favorite horror one! youre so talented

Hey! Tysm for your kind words, as well as the ask!!

This is a great question, and it's actually something I'm planning to address in-canon. The logistics of Easthaven and how the town all works is something I'm like...minorly obsessed with lmao it takes up so much of my brain space.

What I'll say now is that Croft is on hrt, and there will be a way for trans&nonbinary MCs to access it if they want to...but, like you suspect, hormones might be a fairly new addition to town.

[recovering-vamp]

An extremely lovely comm of @imwyvy and @pit--rat. It was very sweet to get to draw these two, and I wish them both the best of times when they get to meet up again in person!

[leavingautumn13]

HIIIIII I LOVE UR STYLE. ESPEICALLY DAWN/AKARI IN IT!! she is going to Fuck You Up

thank you!! dawn is one of my favorite protagonists so i'm really glad to know people like my interpretation of her <3

one badass goth girl for you: