omg do u think vishnal curls his hair manually like thereâs no way that spiral thing is natural right
who told him this was fashionable i need information
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omg do u think vishnal curls his hair manually like thereâs no way that spiral thing is natural right
who told him this was fashionable i need information
@lethargicthylacine sorry Iâm late, Iâm always late, ahaha
Itâs your late Secret Santa present! @rfss2016 I love these sibs and so do you!
Letâs just hope they only wear those sweaters together, otherwise it would be awkward
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Finally, hereâs my secret santa for @lackadaisical-pottymouth! Your request pushed me way out of my comfort zone, so thank you for that! I hope you like it!
âWho the hell threw that!?â
Doug whirled around, searching for the culprit. He locked on to the most likely suspect and narrowed his eyes. âHey, you flea-ridden hag! Donât act all innocent!â
Dylas turned and looked at Doug from where he had previously been observing Freyâs shop inventory. âWhat are you going on about?â
okay but Vader literally turned off the lights on his chest panel to make an impression on the Rebels. That whole emerging from the darkness by the light of his saber thing? That was intentional dramatic effect. What a drama king.
Leia got away because he wasted 30 seconds scaring the crap outta those poor rebel mooks.
And since theyâre indicators, he would have had to turn his life support off. So he nearly died for drama.
Vader lives on mustafar, the planet where he lost Ÿ of his limbs. Is there ANYTHING he does for purposes other than to be dramatic?
The man flew into an underground temple standing on top of a tiefighter he was flying with the Force while he also made his cape billow dramatically in a nonexistent wind, there is nothing Vader will not do for Drama
Why does anyone ever question that the evil piece of shit raised by Obi-Wan âIâm gonna flirt with all my enemiesâ Kenobi and brought to the darkside by Sheev âI am the senateâ Palpatine is the most dramatic mother fucker in the Star Wars universe?
feelin a little better..;;
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i shaded in my doodle from earlier for some reason
I saw something like this on The Office once.
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Little Ceciâs all grown up
Look at the backdrops @loftyanchorâ extracted from the game! What a neat reference huh? (not for me since I never draw backgrounds but still)
Dylan annoyed him before they even met
Leon decided one day that he wanted to tag alongâŠright after we got up for the day.
Lots of comments from the rest of the townsfolk and just wanting to get my farming doneâŠI just⊠Needed him to REALLY go away for a little bit.
It was so weird having him justâŠTHERE while I was trying to do my work.
just some Dolce & Pico palette swaps before bed bc Iâm Dolce & Pico trash
Even though I already kind of requested this with NeilxRod I'm doing it again with LestxDoug #1
Donât worry I love this prompt lol
1:Â âWeâre trapped in a cave in a snowstorm and we have to cuddle for warmth.â
The wind whistled as hail raged outside, clattering and thundering against the roof of the cave.
Deep inside, Lest cowered by the fire with only a thin blanket to cover his shoulders. Doug sat on the other side of the fire, shivering and glaring into it. Doug was even more irritated than Lest was; the dwarf hated the cold, and now they were both stuck in it.
Lest spoke over his chattering teeth.
âF-Freezing,â he groaned.
Doug glanced at him over the fire with a concerned frown. The fire was pitiful and only put off a tiny amount of heat. Even now, the winds brushing in through the tunnel quelled it and threatened to snuff it out.
âMan, we should have packed coats or something,â Doug hissed.
âDidnât kn-know weâd g-get trapped,â Lest reminded him.
Doug huffed.
Lestâs exhaustion wore on him, and he felt his eyes begin to drop. A second later he felt a cold hand on his forehead and he grunted, trying to pull away.
âYouâre hot,â Doug grumbled.
Lest cracked his eyes open to see the dwarf inches from his face, scowling. His steely eyes were dark, his teeth gritted against the cold and his red hair still sprinkled with snow.
âSleepyâŠâ Lest murmured.
His eyelids dropped again. He felt hands on him and Lest lay on the hard ground, atop something thin and coarse.
Then hands found his hips and Dougâs chest pressed against his back.
Lest gasped in surprise, his eyes flying open.
Dougâs breath brushed the back of his neck as he spoke. He could practically hear the dwarfâs embarrassment.
âDonât freak out. You might have a fever, so you have to stay warm. Besides, I donât think either of us want to freeze to death.â
Dougâs cold arm wrapped around Lestâs middle under the blanket and tugged him backward so not even an inch remained between their bodies. For a few minutes they both shivered violently as the storm raged outside.
Slowly, Lest felt his body warming, heat radiating from his back and spreading to his chest, arms, fingers, and toes. Lest sighed and relaxed into Doug, their bodies melding together.
Dougâs arm tightened around him and Lest shifted his feet back to tangle their legs together. They lay in a tangle of limbs, warming each other beside the weak fire.
âFeel better?â Doug murmured.
Lest hummed and shifted back, trying to fit even closer to Doug.
âFeels good.â
Dougâs hand found Lestâs and his thumb smoothed over the back of his hand.
âGo to sleep, Lest,â Doug whispered, âWeâll head out in the morning.â
âYou, too,â Lest tried to answer, but it came out as a garbled murmur as sleep and warmth overtook him.
#4 FreyxVishnal, or JamesxSonja~?
4: Person 1 is injured and Person 2 coos over them.
Frey x Vishnal
Frey stilled as Vishnalâs fingers brushed her thigh. His face was cherry red, but he determinedly plunged on, wrapping the gauze tight around the small wound on her leg. They at on the floor in Freyâs bedroom, where heâd found her trying to patch herself up.
âYou should really go to Dr. Jones,â Vishnal insisted for the millionth time.
Frey shook her head with a small smile.
âNo, itâs fine. I donât want to have to pay him for something I can do myself. Besides, I have you looking after me.â
Vishnalâs blush miraculously deepened and he bowed his head a bit.
âIâm honored to look after you, princess.â
Freyâs cheeks warmed and she cupped Vishnalâs face. He lifted his head, blinking his owlish blue eyes at her, and she grinned as his fingers froze on her leg.
âThank you.â