#icequeenoriginal

[the-officially-kat]

So YouTube recommended me a few Bewitched episodes and so I had to come here, go through your Bewitched Sanders Sides Au and gush again how much I love it and your art style. ❤️❤️❤️

Aww, thank you~ <3

[ironwoman359]

Taylor, Taylor, Taylor. I just had an epiphany. Since you are the screenshot queen, compare the last scene we see Virgil before his arc/ducking out to the last scene we see Roman in this episode

ooh, that’s a neat idea! unfortunately, virgil sunk out WAY faster at the end of Becoming a Cartoon than Roman did in this episode, so it’s not much to compare:

[residentanchor]

Patton's mom is a Karen. Thank you for coming to my TedTalk.

Y’all are gonna start a petition to get her middle name to be Karen, aren’t you? xD My gosh!

[coconut-cluster]

He does embroidery?

yeah!!! something his mom taught him when he was really young, before his dad decided it wasn’t something he should waste his time on. Remus started to learn it as well but he got bored too easily.

[callboxkat]

Second Chances Question: Will Roman ever want to return to acting?

He absolutely thinks about acting a lot, and what could have been. And he misses it. If the opportunity to act again ever presented itself, he’d be a little reluctant, worrying that there might be someone from high school there; but ultimately, he would probably do it. 

[potestessemagishomosexualitatis]

31 Prinxiety please

All fics for this prompt list/ Prompt Me Here!

31. In awe, the first time you realised it

“The sun will come out, tomorrow! Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow, there’ll be sun!”

Virgil, slouching in the shade of a nearby tree, rolls his eyes at Roman.

“Sun’s already out, Princey,” he observes. “And if you keep singing like that, people are going to stare at you.”

Roman turns with a bright smile, the sunlight glinting gold in his thick, brown curls.

“That is precisely the point, my pessimistic pal! I must have an audience, after all!”

“I thought I was your audience,” Virgil teases. “Does this mean I can stop listening.”

“Absolutely not!” Roman drops to one knee and grabs Virgil’s hands, pulling him into a sitting position as he starts to serenade him:

“I can show you the world - shining, shimmering, splendid! Tell me Virgil, now when did you last let your heart decide?”

Roman’s eyes twinkle with playfulness, and his hands are warm on Virgil’s, and suddenly the aforementioned organ is doing something distinctly unusual inside Virgil’s chest.

It all wells up at once, and it's like being hit by a tidal wave. Virgil has all the air knocked out of him, and somehow the words just... slip out.

“I love you.”

Roman stops singing, the light fading quickly from his eyes.

“... what?”

“I -” Virgil’s brain catches up with his mouth, and promptly starts screaming.

Way to ruin a friendship! He’s going to hate you now.

Quick, make an excuse, maybe there’s still time -

Kiss him, kiss him right now, it’s not like you can screw up any worse so you might as well -

“Hey, Virgil, it’s okay. Can you take a breath for me?”

Virgil breathes deep, and his head clears a little. He realises with a start that he’s still holding Roman’s hands, clinging them tight as a lifeline. He loosens his grip, but he can’t bring himself to completely let go.

“There we go, nice and steady.” Roman’s voice is low and gentle, nothing like it sounded a minute ago. These words are for Virgil alone, no-one else. “Need me to count?”

Virgil shakes his head.

“I, um.” Roman bites his lip. “Did you say you loved me?”

“It’s nothing, don’t worry about it.” Virgil can feel himself blushing, wanting to pull away from this conversation, but he can’t. Every fibre of his being is aching to be close to Roman. It should be strange but - but it isn’t. Oh, how long has he been feeling this and never realised what it was?

“Did you mean... romantically?” Roman asks, and there’s a lift to his voice that fills Virgil with a treacherous hope.

“Yeah,” Virgil says slowly. “Yeah, I did. Is that... okay?”

“It’s excellent!” Roman says, much too quickly. “It’s very, very, very good! I, uh - that is to say -”

Virgil’s heart is pounding in his chest as he watches Roman’s cheeks turn pink as he stutters over the words.

“C’mere, Princey.” Virgil tugs Roman to sit beside him. Roman immediately puts an arm over his shoulder, and Virgil curls into it, every inch of skin burningly aware of the warmth of the contact between them.

Roman nuzzles his cheek against Virgil’s hair.

“So this is love, mm-mm-mm-mm, so this is love...” he sings softly.

“So... we’re good, then?” Virgil asks.

“So this is what makes life divine...”

Virgil chuckles, and leans his head against Roman’s chest.

Okay. Maybe that could have gone worse.

[devilmaycry-headcanons]

Dante and Lady wedding/marriage headcanon if you don’t mind

They didn’t get married until Lady was like “You know it would be easier to make our taxes together” “You pay taxes?” *silence*

They are like a old married couple. More than passion and great displays of affection, they are more into little touches, looks and kisses than are more sound that anything.

Trish be like “You two know that the common thing for couples is to live together, right?”

“He has the right to live in filth and I have the right to have as many vanilla candles as i want”

But actually they spend half of their time in each others spaces. 

Probably just Trish and Morrison knows that those two are marry. 

“So now, i don’t owe you money”

Dante doesn’t bring to the table the “kids talk” until Lady does. 

“You want kids?”

“You want kids with demons blood?” 

“With your blood, yes.” 

They domestic is so normal than at the beginning they almost felt that they were acting it. Like, what couples do? 

So they get into each other tv shows. Lady start to read the nerdy books that Dante keeps in his rooms. He got into that catchy music she listens to. 

The closest they got to a divorce was that one night that Dante got out of shower and got into bed with his hair styles as his brother. 

“What the fuck, Dante?!”

[tinydemondragon]

May I please be added to the Beast tag?

absolutely friend!