Sixfold Roundup

This one was always my favorite pairing it makes me happy and sad even now

I should make more characters with giant tattoos. Maybe make it a permanent part of Tessa’s design…. Hmmmmmmm

Ira wouldn't complain.

i always thought this ship was so fucking adorable. even though anastasia is a stepsister, when i was little, i could see she at least had a little bit of a good heart, unlike drizella.

((Breaking the radio silence on this blog to bring you a tiny bit of what inspired Boyd's character. One of these days I will take the time to RP again....at least I would if people were still interested?))

aaaaaaaah omg this looks lovely ;a;

guys look

I am officially in love with Goblin Deino but now I can't unsee. Need to draw goblin mons is suddenly intense.

Tira RP

She chuckles a little bit, accepting it meekly, “Mayb’ at this poin’ it’d be good t’ jus’ make m’ a key of m’ own, eh?”  Smiling in return, she resumes her journey up to the room, calling out over her shoulder as she goes, “I’ll pay y’ for this when I wake up agin,”

Half laughing, he shakes his head. “If y’wan’.” he smiles, half teasing and almost serious. It certainly would be…well, no. “N’ don’ worry about it. I trus’ you not ‘ta skip out on me. A’ least this time.”

The garden is a bit of a mess—a dust storm had blown through in the middle of the night—but it was nothing serious. He’d been out checking, and comes in to see her groggily trudging her way through the inn. “Did y’ sleep well then?” he smiles, almost grinning in amusement.

“‘f cors’ I did… Y’ shoul’ know bett’a th’n I do tha’ th’ beds here r’ comf’eh.” She huffs, continuing to the kitchen and smiling a bit at the sight of his grin.  ”Y’ seem happ’e though. Wha’ time es it?  No’ too late fer brekkis’?”

"Not at all." he shakes his head and heads for the fridge. "We've got fruit, eggs--I can whip up an omelette or two. Or pancakes if you prefer. Either or."

Tira RP

She chuckles a little bit, accepting it meekly, “Mayb’ at this poin’ it’d be good t’ jus’ make m’ a key of m’ own, eh?”  Smiling in return, she resumes her journey up to the room, calling out over her shoulder as she goes, “I’ll pay y’ for this when I wake up agin,”

Half laughing, he shakes his head. “If y’wan’.” he smiles, half teasing and almost serious. It certainly would be…well, no. “N’ don’ worry about it. I trus’ you not ‘ta skip out on me. A’ least this time.”

The garden is a bit of a mess--a dust storm had blown through in the middle of the night--but it was nothing serious. He'd been out checking, and comes in to see her groggily trudging her way through the inn. "Did y' sleep well then?" he smiles, almost grinning in amusement.

Tira RP

He nods, hanging back in the kitchen as she leaves—forgetting for a moment until she approaches him again. Somewhat flustered he apologizes, fumbling through his pockets until he finds what she was looking for. “Here—sorry about that,” he apologizes again as he offers it to her with a smile.

She chuckles a little bit, accepting it meekly, “Mayb’ at this poin’ it’d be good t’ jus’ make m’ a key of m’ own, eh?”  Smiling in return, she resumes her journey up to the room, calling out over her shoulder as she goes, “I’ll pay y’ for this when I wake up agin,”

Half laughing, he shakes his head. "If y'wan'." he smiles, half teasing and almost serious. It certainly would be...well, no. "N' don' worry about it. I trus' you not 'ta skip out on me. A' least this time."

Let’s do this!

Give me a chance to do some Terrible Artwork? 

Sounds fun :U gotta try and get my moxie back somehow.

Gotta get some practice in SEND AWAY PLEASE FOR THE LOVE A RA

Taking a homework break--send away!

(OH MY GOSH THESE ARE PRECIOUS and asldfjasldkf when I'm fully and completely off of my hiatus in december Cola and I need to revive those two. )

Go on Anonymous and tell me one thing you've been too scared to tell me, but have always wanted to say.

Tira RP

He nods, hanging back in the kitchen as she leaves--forgetting for a moment until she approaches him again. Somewhat flustered he apologizes, fumbling through his pockets until he finds what she was looking for. "Here--sorry about that," he apologizes again as he offers it to her with a smile.

Tira RP

“You look dead on your feet—y’best head up t’sleep fer real once you’re finished.” he smiles and dishes her a bowl, hand it to her before starting on his own. There’s a moment where he ponders his words. Their earlier fight, what they’d discussed. He changes his mind about saying anything. Later. When she wasn’t half asleep.”

She shrugs a bit while accepting the bowl, “Coupl’a days withou’ much sleep’ll do tha’ t’ya.” She mutters without thinking, leaning against the counter to eat.  It’s a bit slow going, but she finishes it while it’s still warm, sets the dish into the sink without too much clatter.  ”Uh… normal room, yeh?” She questions quietly, giving him a backwards glance.

He nods. "Normal room--" he almost reminds her that they did have tables she could sit at, but again he bites his tongue. It was funny really, and hardly a big deal. He sets his own bowl aside and half makes to follow her before pausing. "D'you... need anything else?"