#zuppy

[zuppypuppy]

I think true love is a women stabbing me to death so I can possess her and merge our soul into one body, together forever in bliss.

[dargorian]

I swear I'll get Purgatory pics done eventually. Honest... Anytime I read something by Zuppi, I feel the urge to draw what's in my mind. I have some ideas for Zoom-mates (NOT 'after hours' lmfao), Fuel the Pyre, Borrowed Time, Out Of Time and A Dark Alternative is pulling at me too but I'll know after a few more chapters. The fic this is based on is called 'More' on AO3, and it's what was in my head when I read Rayla's creative way to get Callum to shut up. That one scene kept popping up in my mind, pecking at me to be drawn until I caved and here we are. Go! Read it! Give Zuppi love and encouragement to write more!

[kisa-seira]

✨ Dragonguard Rayla ✨

What if Rayla would have joined the Dragon Guard, just like her parents? In another timeline perhaps? What would Callum think when he first sees her?

This picture was inspired by @zuppizup 's work Out of Time.

Now please go and check out her amazing stories. :)

[zuppizup]

“Come on!” Soren sighed dramatically, crossing his arms over his chest. “You’ve both been sitting on your butts since we got here. It’s time for some activity.”

“We came here to relax, Soren,” Callum sighed, not so much as looking up from his book.

“Rayla, come on. Aren’t you bored?” Soren turned his attention away from Callum, clearly seeing him as a lost cause.

“I'm on vacation.” She muttered into her hot chocolate as she snuggled closer to Callum.

“Guys, the pride of Katolis is at stake here.” Soren changed tactics, his voice no longer commanding and decidedly more pleading. “You know how good Amaya is at snowball fights and now she’s got Janai to back her up. And Gren is surprisingly ruthless.”

“It’s three against three,” Rayla rolled her eyes. “Ez has really good aim.”

“It’s not him I’m worried about.” Soren sighed dramatically. “Corvus barely counts-”

“Hey!” Corvus finally spoke up, stepping forward to get Soren’s attention.

“Oh come on, you know it’s true. You hate snow.”

“Yeah, but I can deal with it for the snowball fight.”

“You didn’t last year.”

“I didn’t realise everyone took this thing so seriously last year-”

“Not everyone takes it seriously, do they?” Soren turned away from Corvus to stare pointedly at Callum and Rayla.

“They do not.” Callum once again refused to look up from his book.

Sighing, Soren seemed to concede defeat, turning and stomping away. “Come on. We need to discuss tactics if it’s going to be me against Amaya, Janai and Gren.”

“Congratulate Team Sunfire for us!” Rayla teased, putting her hot chocolate down before leaning into Callum’s side.

Callum snorted, looking at her out of the corner of his eye. “We can go, if you want to.”

“What’s the point? Who’s going to win against a sky mage?” She pulled a book from under the blanket and began to leaf through the pages.

“Uh huh, that’s why you’re not interested... the lack of competition.” He laughed as she snuggled in closer to him. “And not the fact Captain Grainne’s ship had begun to take on water at the end of your last chapter?”

“She can’t swim, Callum!” Rayla didn’t even look up from the page.

“What sort of pirate can’t swim?”

“I told you, it a plot twist!”

“Well, hurry up and finish so I can find out!”

“I’m trying, mister mage.” She smiled primly at him, bopping his nose. “Why do you think I said no to a snowball fight?”

- Fluffy Rayllum prompts to cheer me up

Banther Lodge snuggles/cosy blanket/book dates suggested by @leftboob, @thedizzydinosaur and @temerity14

[a-very-sparkly-nerd]

Extremely important poll that transcends fandom and even Tumblr:

Whose side are you on in the @zuppizup vs @blutopaz15 'Stache War? We ride at midnight and fight to the death.

[numptypylon]

hi numpty i re-read your cottage cuddles au and it’s really faster and cheaper than therapy, in general, I wanted ask if you are continuing to write a sequel? no rush or complaints, it's just one of my favorite stories and I'm curious. thank you!

It’s ongoing, yeah. It’s been half-written for YEARS, and it’s not even supposed to be very long, I just accidentally wrote a prequel instead and then a bunch of other stuff 😅 I wrote words on the sequel within the last week though, it’s not abandoned, just these days are ridiculously busy, ALL my fandom endeavors are on pause right now. It means a lot to hear you return to the fics, I wrote them to be comforting (pain can be comforting, leave me alone XD)

All the sequel teaser are in the [where the heart is] tag and I’ll post more soon 😊

I also have a few other cottage cuddles fics in the works, at least 2 far-future ones, one wedding based and one first day of school for cottage kiddo and Callum both (he'll return to uni in his 30s). I'll probably post a teaser of the wedding fic next wip wednesday, it's too late for today.

Have a teaser of the sequel though! You thought the sequel would be sexy? Nah, it be dumb. Very very dumb XD under the cut bc mildly nsfw but mostly very dumb

“Um. It’s… just… been a while. For me.”

“Callum. Dummy.” She cupped his cheeks. “We live together. I know it’s been a while. I know I joked about… how good I am at sex but… I’ve never had sex with you. I don’t expect to know everything or for you to. I like you a whole lot, and we’ll make it work if you have the two-penis phenotype, you know I’m flexible in the penis-count department-”

He sputtered, choking on a bit of toothpaste, and the nervousness lifted like magic, because laughter was like that and… Rayla was like that.

“I love you,” he said, relishing in saying it, in letting it spill over as it came to him instead of getting bottled up inside him like a heartfelt-speech-timebomb. “And my junk is… very average. Average size and amount of everything. My hands are big, and I know there’s a stereotype, but it doesn’t hold up, in my case.”

“So you have 1.928 balls? Plenty of men have less than two, and more than two is a lot rarer-“

“Median!” he laughed. “I have a median amount of everything!” Rayla had so resented her obligatory statistics class she had resolved to use it in her daily life because it was so irrelevant to her work life. “Now, who’s a dork?”

[arnieb95]

No stache vs Stache, seems obvious to me

@blutopaz15 @zuppizup

[mar-im-o]

She scratches my brain. Idk what it is but I love her

Her name is Byte :D

[raayllum]

Callum looking at the moon rune when he realizes he can’t let go of the Key of Aaravos

[moondustgleam]

IM WATCHING A DOCUMENTARY ABOUT EUGENICS LAUGHING MY ASS OFF BECAUSE OF THOSE FUCKING 'TACHE EDITS AHFHEJBXJSJJ

[robodog-network]

source

[zuppypuppy]

Can't believe my Girlfriends shooting down my weird sex fantasies cause they're "not realistic".

Like she doesn't mind the monsterfucking the murder the blood or knives no it's the realism that's problematic,,,

[europahoynews]

Ucrania, Zuppi: Terminar con la guerra, es necesaria una paz justa y duradera

Comunicado de http://www.vaticannews.va — Por iniciativa de la Embajada de Ucrania ante la Santa Sede, en la Basílica de Santa María en Trastévere de Roma, el Cardenal presidente de la Conferencia Episcopal Italiana celebró una Misa para invocar la paz en el país del Este. A la ceremonia asistió la primera dama ucraniana, Olena Zelenska: «Hoy celebramos el día mil y uno de la oposición de la…

[zuppizup]

Running Hot

Rayla is a blanket hog.

Not that it bothers him, he’s just surprised by it.

The first time he wakes up with his back exposed to the cool night air, he’s too distracted by how ridiculously adorable she looks, to think about the fact he’s practically lying out in the open.

She is cocooned in their blanket, the covers pulled up tight around her face, covering even her nose, with just the tips of her pointed ears visible. She looks so unbelievably sweet that he momentarily forgets his butt is cold, finding himself smiling at her as she breathes slowly and softly, deeply asleep.

She wrinkles her nose a little and he can’t help but laugh and then a moment later she’s blinking at him, her lilac eyes a little unfocused.

“Hi Callum,” she smiles sleepily, sighing softly and closing her eyes.

This time he kisses her without hesitation.

She giggles against his lips, smiling wider when he pulls back. “Where’s your blanket, mister mage?”

“We’ve just got the one,” he grins, nodding at where it’s wrapped around her. “And you stole it.”

“Oh sorry,” her face falls as she untangles herself from the mess of blankets and tucks them around him as he shuffles closer to her.

“Na, I was running hot,” he lies, missing the contented look on her face. “I must have thrown them off.”

“Dummy.” Smirking at him, she leans back a little. “Want some space?”

He pulls her into his arms, relaxing into her comforting warmth. “Nope.” ———

The next night he is barely asleep when she sequesters the blankets. She makes a funny little noise and rolls over, wriggling as she wraps the blanket around herself, then settles back to sleep. Pushing himself up on his elbow, he looks at her face, laughing to himself to find she has enveloped herself in the blanket once again.

If it weren’t legitimately cold, he’d try and sleep without, so, as carefully as he can manage, he pulls some blanket free and tries to slip under it.

Rayla sighs, yawning and glancing over her shoulder at him. “Running hot again?”

“Em, I was-”

“Dummy,” she turns back to him, wrapping the blanket around them both.

———

The castle has been rebuilt and the room is now their room, their bed. Large and luxurious, with sheets and blankets that stretch the whole way across it.

Callum wakes with a shiver, as he has pretty much every night for the past few years. He looks over at Rayla, completely rolled up in their blankets. As usual.

Pushing himself over to her, he begins the usual process of extracting the blankets from around her body.

And, as usual, she chuckles softly as she extricates herself from the bundle of blankets and wraps them around him.

“Maybe if you didn’t always wear such heavy pyjamas, you wouldn’t run so hot later in the night?” She grins, kissing him softly. “And you’d stop throwing your blankets off.”

He takes a deep breath, laughing softly as he pulls her into his arms and sighs, the blanket settled over them both. For now. “Yeah, maybe.”

[a-very-sparkly-nerd]

anti-'stachers gathering tonight like

@blutopaz15 @tategaminu @ripple-rapple @ok12857 HOLD THEM DOWN, BOYS

[anticattocomunismo]

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