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Finally bought myself iPad. First work in procreate - of course had to be Obi-Wan, my beloved.
Ten Minutes
modern!Jacaerys Velaryon x reader
The sound of jacaerys' alarm disturbed the quiet that had settled in over the night. His hand shot out of the blanket and grabbed his phone, turning off the alarm.
Jace glanced at the corner of the screen. 5:50 a.m. In ten minutes he'll have to wake you up so you both could get ready for the day.
He let out a small sigh and shut his phone off before placing it back on the nightstand.
Jace rolled over so that he was laying on his side, facing your back. Thankfully his alarmed hadn't woken you up. He reached out and wrapped a hand around your waist. Jacaerys gently pulled your back to his chest and leaned forward to press his nose to your head, breathing you in.
Ten more minutes and he'll have to wake you up. Ten minutes spent with you.
“Except when I’m on TV” ✌️
- The Eras Tour in Gelsenkirchen, Germany (N2) on July 18, 2024 (x)
the gender envy i felt watching mr. howl jenkins pendragon (especially blonde) saunter about there looking all fine and shit was STRONG
Happy Mask Collector
A happy birthday to Happy Mask Collector! I hope you like it!
His hours were hung beside the doors of the clock tower, the smiling salesman obviously taking over the empty space for the three days he claimed to be in town. Link figured that whatever it used to be used for was beyond him, the stones that made up its walls overgrown with moss and the waterwheel frozen in time.
Between the hours of 11:00 am and 10:00 pm, the Happy Mask Salesman laid out his wares, every single one of the masks that were strapped to his backpack. Link, who had some time to kill waiting for night to dusk, stepped in through the large wooden doors at a quarter to 4.
The Happy Mask Salesman lit up when he saw Link enter, eagerly bouncing with happiness at the prospect of a sale.
“Mister Link!” The man said. Link didn’t recall giving his name, even when they first met a few cycles ago. Link decided that he’d rather assume he didn’t remember than think about how the salesman could possibly know.
“Anything stand out to you?” The salesman asked. “As you can see, my collection is vast. My customers often find it hard to choose, but I tell them these kinds of masks have a habit of having a voice of their own. Sometimes the right one just…calls out to you.”
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Ive had enough im going to leap into the monkey cage today at the zoo and start talking about monkey king