#tayrn

[blashdafish]

just wanted to pop in to say that i still grin from ear to ear every time I see your art of Tempest from Artfight :)

I seriously love it so much

dsouwoghhgh 🥺🥺🥺🥺yayyy im veryvery glad you enjoy :]]] gonna Get you this july

[bumbylbee]

I’ve fallen for the nukeri propaganda

I’m hooked now :)

YAYAYAAYYAYYYY HEHEHEHEHEHEE YESSSS

HAVE YOU JUST WATCHED HIS SBK EPISODES OR STREAMS ASW OR WHAT?

[scifantasygentlemanoftaste]

Well this took a hot minute to finish. Here is the final (lol) version of @awritingcaitlin 's OCs, Rinnie (right) and Taryn (left) on a tour of the classy area of Berthingtonn. In so far as sapphic couple bodyguard romances go, this one is cute. Until it isn't and @awritingcaitlin goes and breaks her babies like authors are wont to do.

AI poisoning by Glaze and Nightshade.

(Yes, I will be starting my sketch a day counter again. DIY home remodels are stupidly time consuming.)

[dodgykeeps]

Our Favorite New Songs This Week 4/17/20, a playlist by Idreamofvinyl on Spotify

The best songs we've heard this week. Email [email protected] or visit https:\\idreamofvinyl.com with suggestions for next week's playlist #newmusicfriday #discover

The Key to Life On Earth - Declan McKenna Sing For Your Supper - Luna The Professor Who Are You - Diet Cig Light of  Love - Florence + The Machine The Glow - DMA’S Bad Friend - Rina Sawayama Gimme Love - Joji Reprogram - The Pack a.d. Runaway Dog - Retirement Party Like A Dream - Peal Same Ground - Tayrn Pink Sky (Endless Summer) - Abbie Ozard Rebels - WOLFCLUB Home - Small Crush Good Guy - Kit Laurie - Tim Burgess everyone blooms - The Front Bottoms Red Western Sky - Muzz

[sarahjtrash]

A Little Tipsy

Cardan x Jude, 950, Rated T

A/N: There is a distinct lack of Jude x Cardan fic. I wanted to change that. Also, it’s my first time writing them, so real sorry if they seem ooc. Mainly if I made them too nice to each other. My b and enjoy.

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Perhaps Jude shouldn’t have spoken to Taryn. Perhaps she shouldn’t have danced with Locke. Perhaps she shouldn’t have looked at Madoc. Perhaps she shouldn’t have put Cardan as the High King. Perhaps she shouldn’t have made such a mess of her own life.

Whatever the case, Jude knew that she should have stopped drinking a long time ago.

She was smart enough not to drink faerie wine, but that did not negate that she was out of practice and a lightweight. It had started off with one glass of wine, already a stretch for Jude. But it had felt good. It felt good to let go for a night. There were so many parties being thrown for Cardan anyway that she may as well have enjoyed herself at at least one of them.

However, the longer the night wore on, the more the guests wore on her. In her accession to power, so many people had become her adversaries that she could not go two inches without running into them. Locke, who played with her heart, Taryn, who betrayed her trust, Madoc, who lost his regency, Cardan, who invaded her mind, and herself, who let them all get to get to her. She wished she could be more ruthless, but being ruthless was lonely. And that loneliness had stared to wear on her.

It was that loneliness that led Jude to drink almost everything that passed her as she spun around and around the dance circle. She didn’t know why staying out on the floor was a bad thing or how long she’d been dancing. All she knew was that it was fun, and she didn’t want to stop. For hours, she’d been passed from partner to partner, straggling and laughing her way through the night. Until a certain dark-haired king asked for a dance.

“Hello, Jude,” Cardan said coldly as the music began.

She couldn’t help her small giggle at the harshness in his expression. “Hi, Cardan.”

His brow furrowed in confusion, and he pulled her closer to him. This close, she could smell him and see his pulse fluttering in his neck. Not quite sure why she wasn’t supposed to, Jude buried her head into his chest trying to surround herself in his scent. He brought his head down close to hers, and Jude almost smiled at the intimacy until she heard Cardan sniff.

He stopped moving. “Jude. How much have you had to drink?”

She shrugged.

His hand ran down her arm, and pulled her not unkindly away from the revel. She wanted to stay and enjoy the night for much longer, but Cardan did not slow. He kept leading her through small corridors after small corridors. The father they got from the festivities, the more Jude wanted to rest. Although his pace was not quick, Jude stumbled over her own feet trying to follow him. She could faintly hear Cardan saying obscenities about how he wasn’t her babysitter and how he couldn’t believe he ever though warmly about her and how Madoc should have been the ruler.

She slapped him gently for the last one, or at least tried to. She more just swatted the air. “Don’t talk like that. You’re doing just fine as High King.”

Cardan turned to glare at her. “Don’t you mean, you’re doing just fine as High King?”

“No,” she hiccuped, “everyone calls you your majesty.”

Cardan didn’t say anything, but opened the door to her rooms. His hand found her lower back, and he shoved her forward. Despite herself, Jude fell on the floor and rolled until they stared at each other.

“That was rude,” she whinned.

“What else is new?”

After a while of just staring at each other, Jude whispered, “I don’t think I can stand up or get into the bed.”

Cardan looked like he wanted to murder something but scooped Jude up into his arms, regardless. More gentle than Jude had ever thought Cardan could, he laid her down on the bed. The alcohol still flooded her system, and  Jude still clung her hands around his neck when he tried to pull away.

“Hold on,” she said. “The room is spinning.”

It wasn’t, but she wants to hold him for a second longer. When he tried to pull away again, Jude asked, “Stay?”

His breath mingled with hers as he ground out. “Jude. You will kill me in the morning if I sleep in your bed.”

“Why would I do that?”

Cardan looked at her pityingly. “You know why.”

She shook her head. If she liked Cardan and Cardan liked her, they should sleep together. She pouted at him.

Cardan huffed a laugh. “I am not sleeping with you for the first time while you’re drunk off your ass.”

She made a sound of protest when he pulled away. As he strode into the bathroom and turned on the sink, Jude felt her eyes droop. The last thing she remembered was the feeling of a light kiss on her brow before falling asleep.

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The next morning, Jude felt horrible. She may have had hangovers before, but nothing of this caliber. If she could move without feeling like throwing up, she would tear down the blasted island for making her partake in the excess. Her only consolation was the glass of water next to the bed with human ibuprofen lying next to it. And a note.

Jude-

Please take these. I’ve been told by your family that are helpful for mortal hangovers. Don’t be an idiot the next time and don’t expect me to rescue you again.

Sincerely, 

Cardan

And despite herself and her severe hangover, Jude cursed herself for the small grin on her face. 

[blashdafish]

I’ve decided to check out Artfight this year!

I’m learning about the event and navigating the site at the moment, and I’ve made an account

YIPPEEEEE

absolutely do send me ur username, id love to follow you + attack you this yearrr :D

[blashdafish]

list five things that make you happy, then send this to the last ten people in your notifications! no pressure <3

Hii :] yay

1. My friendsss i love you my friendsss

2. Aurora updating

3. Just reading aurora in general

4. Getting a new Object . Love me some Objects

5. Drawing :]

[blashdafish]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

THANK YOUUUU 💚