I finished royal and I'm sad
shipping isn’t about what the writers or actors say is or isn’t romantic. shipping isn’t even about romance a good percentage of the time. shipping is about seeing The Dynamic and going absolutely hog wild in your mind and your friends dms about it.
Thera the deaf ferret gets a surprise!
😲
This is what PURE JOY looks like.
ah, to be a deaf ferret surprised with an avalanche of toys…
poor animal caught in ferocious avalanche
fuck you acting crazy for....
redraw of a doodle by id5 that icr where the hell it comes from. thumbs up
i love when bus drivers coming down opposite sides of the road wave at eachother. Love is everywhere.
nothing that a haircut and a wardrobe update and a detox and a sex change and a fake ID and getting medicated and selling all my stuff and faking my death and moving country can't fix
Lofi Frieren 📚🌿
Elder faerie in the afterlife looking at all the ancients making out with their respective beasts:YOU ALL FAILED!
Shadow Milk trying out a metric ton of high-quality lipsticks on Pure Vanilla's mouth and face, sighing dramatically about none of them being kiss-proof and them just having to keep experimenting until they find one (and Vanilla, in his lovestruck haze, nodding dreamily in agreement)
Hollyberry trying to kiss Eternal Sugar awake in the early morning, Eternal Sugar pretending to stay asleep just so Hollyberry will keep kissing her (she's knows Sugar is pretending, it's ok)
Dark Cacao and Mystic Flour indulging one another after being apart for so long again, with Cacao choosing to be bold and add a little more passion to their typically very chaste kisses, and Flour choosing to be bold herself for once and returning the favor
Golden Cheese sitting in Burning Spice's lap, their arms wrapped tight around each other, her wings enveloping him in a subconscious need to hold him even closer and his hands running through them and caressing them almost possessively, them kissing like lovesick teenagers, like Spice just came home from war, like they're both going to die tomorrow, Spice leaning down and showering her neck with the same ravenous affection every so often, them nipping at each other's lips just to tease
White Lily tilting Silent Salt's helm up just enough to expose his mouth, him holding her by the waist with trembling hands but otherwise allowing her to do this in this display of delicate but nevertheless profound trust in one another, her standing on her tiptoes to reach him and him leaning down to meet her halfway
Elder Faerie: