[masquerlaid-blog]

hey y’all jus wanna let y’all know i won’t be writing here anymore after today’s events with dana !! it was fun while it lasted thank u everyone !!!!!!

[olimar]

i joined a quickplay game and a dude playing as junkrat with hayseed’s skin goes “is anyone else drinkin water right now” and i went “i’m drinkin coke” and he goes “what kinda coke, coke zero, diet coke, what” and i went “just coke” and he goes “a classic… an original… i can dig it. let’s hold down this point bitches”

[masquerlaid-blog]

i’m still out here and so is lucio , whom is out here causing trouble in its highest form

[kissingagrumpygiant]

The Devil.

[audreyhepburny]

Favorite Movies: Helter Skelter -  ヘルタースケルタ (2012)

“Why do the gods give us youth and beauty… then take them away?”

[considinefans-blog]

Please don’t… please don’t shoot.

[masquerlaid-blog]

jehennam: IFRIT.

        “good!” 

       she didn’t wait a second longer, grabbing him by his hand and pulling him up onto his feet ( he was light as a feather, despite being taller than her ). she tucked his arm under her own, leading him out to the garden. 

         “the gift i sent for you came in and it better to see it during the night!” she relaxed her grip on him, realizing that she could have bruised him with the force she was using. “plus, i’m just excited to show you. i hope you like it, lucio.”

    ah, she sure is excited ! it’s endearing. lucio would’ve liked to think on it longer, but ifrit’s got him on his feet in no time flat. he doesn’t even have the time to pull a wise-crack or to make himself look more presentable, but if someone is to see him in his dumbed down glory, it might as well be ifrit. 

      ‘    did it now ?    ‘   she slackens her grip and he looks to her, mouth curling up just so at the sides ; perhaps there will be a bruise, still. he’s a feeble man now after all. he does not allow for his thoughts to grow dark ! it’s all about him now, even more so than usual ! it keeps him in high spirits and allows him to burn brightly as he did before. it should delight ifrit.   ‘    if you love it, i like it.    ‘

    how can he not let his gaze brim with excitement to match her own ? he worries not the meaning of gifts from ifritah, considering the empress does not like receiving gifts herself. he’s come to learn and understand that a while ago. with a train of thought so similar to each other, well. lucio stands steady, fixing ifrit with a playful stare.    ‘    should i close my eyes ?     ‘ 

[souratgar-deactivated20190925]

tiddies

[blackberreh-art]

@sithgaylord A while back you mentioned Vamp!Lucio;;;

h e re is a m essy sketch for a m essy m an

[nelmdraws-deactivated20250331]

Tackyboy.

[faun-grove]

mercedes and melchior 🐶🐶

[nesikiguigui]

A Happy Birthday to this glorious trash 🐐🌹

[souratgar-deactivated20190925]

silsila yeh chaahat ka na maine bujhne diya

twitter.

[diesvitae]

Lucio Week 2018 Day 1 GOLD Happy B-day goat husbando, one day I’ll do you justice with something better drawn but I had only a couple of hours to work on this. Following @thearcanaweek‘s prompts

[bappieyatsu]

I heard its Lucio’s birthday today and I now have an excuse to draw him Happy birthday my goat boi

Lucio is from @thearcanagame

[kissingagrumpygiant]

what is he even saying 

[masquerlaid-blog]

jehennam: IFRIT.

@masquerlaid

    the sun had yet to rise from the horizon and ifritah was still in her nightgown when she, essentially, bursted into lucio’s room, throwing the doors wide open. although her steps were silent, the slamming doors managed to shake the decorations in the room, the chiming of metal swords alerting her presence.

  the empress crawled onto the empty side of the bed, hovering over him and placing two warm palms on each side of his face. “lucio, wake up,” she whispered, shaking him a bit. surely he could not sleep through all that, right? “luccioooooo, waaaaaake upppppp.”

    to put it one way: that was loud. lucio’s a man who knows the sound of swords, around them his entire life, and it is enough to shake him before ifritah even reaches him. not enough to make him sit up, but enough that he lifts his head and looks around, only minor surprise taking cover beneath the shine of sun on his face. believe it or not, but people have tried to kill him in his sleep before. he’d never trade those merc days for the entire world. 

    his eyes are slow in moving around to lock on ifrit and only properly do so when she’s right in his personal space. warm cheeks burn even more under her hands and lucio blinks up at her, sleepy smile shuffling across his face. he knows what day it is. it’s a national fucking holiday !      ‘     i am. i am awake. can’t you see ?    ‘

    lucio waves a playful hand in front of his face.