there i actually finally finished this one
"In the end .... you choose them .... not me."
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Brooo, every time I play other route, grgrgrgr the pain the painnn!!!! đđđ ma babyyy!!!
In fifth grade a boy tried to impress me by swallowing a whole tadpole live and I punched him so hard that he puked and the tadpole was fine.
Let the others raise their hands too lađ
Draw the Ann.
Is this anything....
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Carnival Lecroux.
(The whole of the Once Upon a Witchlight crew (excluding any departed members of the Honk Legion).)
the knight of swords
just an idea that came into my head while i was replaying DAI. i have not done anything in this tarot like style for two years and wanted to draw wyll so⌠here it is! i also tried to use his ingame portrait palette.
Tumblr once again coming up with a feature Iâm not gonna- hey whats going on back there
Hello! I really like the way you write! Can I ask for a scenario with a reader who is Lilia's adopted daughter (she ended up in the NRC like all the Yuu, but Lilia just can't get past a child without parents...) and brings a boy she likes to dinner to get to know each other. It could be Leona/Vil/Jamil or anyone else you like (I don't care, I like everyone)!
Type: Scenario, Fluff, SFW, romantic, platonic (with Lilia), not prof read
Characters: Lilia Vanrouge, Idia Shroud, F!Reader
AN: I have nothing to say for myself, I really like that shut in otaku :3
AN: I enjoyed writing Lilia a lil too much ehehe
Lilia was honestly surprised how he did put the pieces together sooner: you sneaking off the main campus, making strange excuses as to why you couldnât make it to your weekly movie nights with juiciest of gossips from the whole campus. You had a boy on the side! Lilia hasnât been so exited in years! âWhy didnât you say anything?â - the old fae giggled like a schoolgirl, who just heard the that Becky got food poisoning. - âWe simply must have dinner together with the gentleman you fancy, we must I say!â Lilia was already planning the said arrangement with unmatched enthusiasm. - âHow about this Friday? Iâll rattle some old recipes, prepare us some cookies and tarts- oh, I need to try out my familyâs old pie recipe- huh? What do you mean slow down, dear? Itâs such a grand event in once life, oh the young loveâŚâ - Vanrouge sighed dreamily, but did slow down his train of thought per your request.
âWhat does he like to eat? Does he prefer tea or maybe coffee?â - the old man pulled out a small note book, prepared to write any and all information about the boy who caught his daughterâs fancy. âWhat do you mean, my dear? Of course dinner is a must, I need to see the lucky man himself.â - Lilia raised a surprised brow at your protest. - âItâs alright if heâs socially shy, itâll simply be me and you with him. Donât worry, I wonât torture the poor boy with silly questions or threats, Iâm not that kind of bat man.â Vanrouge pouted at your attempts to shut his idea of the dinner down. - âSweetie, let an old man have his fun, I simply wish to meet the young man who makes you so happyâŚâ Lilia leaned in closer, his eyes wide with sparkles of tears threatening to spill out, lower lip trembling, - âMy sweet girl, please⌠just one dinner with the three of us.â He batted his eyelashes at you. Despite his age and past the old man represented a kicked puppy all too well for whatever reason, making you sigh in defeat.
âAww, thank you, sweetie, I promise to behave! Fine, fine, fine, I wonât cook anything for the event, but only for you.â - the fae winked at you, smiling. For whateverâs reason you already felt like that dinner will be a disaster.
Bringing Idia anywhere that had people was a feat even you struggled to perform, but dragging his bony bottom out to meet with your unofficial parental figure was like choosing the hardest difficulty setting in the game. With the absurd amount of bribing, promises of delivering him foods and goods for the rest of the year and Orthoâs help you however were able to bring the shaking and panicking Shroud brother to Diasomnia the upcoming Friday evening. Idia looked unnatural without an oversized hoodie of his, the young man muttering prayers to his game characters and real deities alike, holding onto your hand for dear life, as the two of you walked deeper into the âenemyâs territoryâ as your anxious boyfriend put it.
âAh, there you are, lovebirds!â- Lilia popped up, hanging upside from the ceiling, smiling at the two of you, as if he didnât just cause Idia a near heart attack. âYou must be the infamous boyfriend, who has been stealing my lovely girl away from our weekly tea parties.â Vanrouge hummed, landing down onto the floor, ready to shake Shroudâs hand. - âI am Lilia Vanrouge, pleasure.â With shaky hand and absurd amount of stuttering, Idia placed his hand into the faeâs. - â âm I-I- Idia Sh-shroudâŚâ Your boyfriend was becoming more and more pale, which was concerning all on itâs own with his skin complexion. âWhat? I didnât quite catchy that.â - Lilia smiled sweetly, gripping the taller manâs hand with more force, causing the poor young man to shriek under his breath. - âIMIDIASHROUD, SIR!â Poor fellow was hyperventilating. Before Lilia could terrorize your boyfriend any further you shot him a death glare, pulling Idiaâs hand free, effectively holding his hand, allowing the shut in a few moment respite with yourself intervention, reminding the old fae why the three of you gathered. âAh, right! Follow me, the food should still be warm.â - Vanrouge smiled, leading the two of you to his room. This was going to be a long evening.
Idia was staring down at his plate, muttering replies to Lilia who had a bit too much fun terrorizing the poor young man, while you were trying your best to comfort Shroud and make Vanrouge back down from all the teasing he was doing. âSooooo⌠when should I expect grandchildren?â - old fae smiled coyly, while Idia choked on his drink -âWHAT?! CH-childrenâŚ.CHiLDREN???? GRANd⌠MORE THEN ONE?!â And with that final cry Idiaâs flames went haywire, pink indulging his entire being, fusing with the blush on his face, as the eyes of the poor young man rolled back and he successfully fell from the chair, passing out, free from any further embarrassment. âOh dear.â- Lilia blinked, watching the scene unfold. - âHey now! Donât blame me, I didnât even make the food, Iâm innocent, had nothing to do with him passing out!â