#sarkisms

[denizmavisiigibii]

Mutlu yıllar, Mutlu yıllar sevgilim. Sensiz kutlar, bu gece tüm aşıklar..

[rileydoodles]

chibi commission for sarkisms

[scytalis]

All girls are valid!

Linework commissioned from @sarkisms, colouring and caption by me!

[bengalisms]

    ❋ @nuiiruk ❋ @acxlyte ❋ @halloweeniing ❋ @sarkisms ❋

These people............. these wonderful and amazing people. Truthfully I have admired all of you from afar for a very long time. While some of you and I have talked on occasion, for the most part I find myself constantly a little intimidated by you. I know... The big, scary, french canadian girl–– afraid? Well, not so much afraid, just more in awe of you and your blog. 

You character/potrayal is amazing. The complexity of their story-line is a big part in what has inspired me to develop Caspian more and more each passing year. I am unafraid to make him complicated and beautiful; because of you. You’re creative minds have inspired me into pursuing my own creativity in other ways as well. You’re presence on my dash always brings a small smile to my face, and I find myself reading every post of yours (tags and all) that i stumble upon on my dash.

I love your presence, even if we do not RP, and I will forever follow you all!

[dragonslcyed-blog]

“Like what y’ see, lad?”

[sunsetrcse-archive]

@sarkisms Liked for a Starter!

“Papa, can I get tattoos like you some day..?” 

[ Rose wonders out loud, sitting in Sarkis’ lap, watching him work. As per usual, his garden was a work of art in her eyes, and it was always so nice to watch him work. Feeling the magic buzz in the air always reminded her of when they had first met, Rose finding herself here, lost and facing a God for the first time.

Her finger traced up his forearm, drawing over the lines of roses on Sarkis’ skin. ]

[mutterlich-blog]

@sarkisms

A warm smile as she looks at the other and wordlessly drapes a blanket over his shoulders. She likes to come look at the stars at night, though she’s not entirely used to others being this far out in the woods. “You seemed cold.” The only explanation the older woman offers as she sits down next to him.

[distractedbymorality-archive]

@sarkisms from here

Matt smiles warmly, fondly. Sarkis makes quick work of obeying and it pleases Matt; it pleases him even more to feel Sarkis relax. It makes the smile turn more fond and warm.

“It is,” he rumbles, lazily running a hand along Sarkis’ back. He always enjoyed a good cuddle with Sarkis. “You’ve been rather stressed lately, pet, why is that?”