Oh My God They’re So Cute! Yeah, It Must Be Difficult To Get The Word Out Especially Since The Craft

i contacted an auto shop on the costs for fixing up my van that will allow me to finally leave this abusive household i’m in with my kids

the costs are more than i have saved up,

(roughly 1k, i wont really know until i get it down there and they’re done with it)

my ex is gonna help me with what i can’t afford today, but that’ll mean i’m back at square one on affording an apartment and everything i’ll need to buy to furnish it.

so sorry to do this once again but please, anything will help right now to me finally getting out of my ex’s house and into a safe environment where i’ll also be able to work more

paypal: imposterwarp@gmail.com (spiral scribbles is the name on it)

cashapp: $sinisterspiral

venmo: kashebu

thank you, please boost! i’ve been living in hell for 11 ½ years. i’m so close to freedom…!

That sounds incredible also super difficult to explain to parents. Queer vampires as my absolute fave!

My dad asked what I was writing for nanowrimo. How does one explain that it's about three vampires in a trench coat starting a cult and then getting pissy when people find out and also found family, everyone's queer and some other weird shit along the way?

Lmao! You are garnering a reputation.

Hiya, could you do having seen you dance I know you have no feet (I’ve not got that completely right but can’t remember the exact phrasing, I know I’d be terrible with the Language, I’d say one thing inaccurately and get engulfed in an avalanche, swiftly followed by a tsunami) for Irene and Kai, please?

If I had The Language I’d probably get punished for the amount of Fuck bombs that I drop.

“Having seen you dance, I know you have no feet.” Kai said to Irene, leaning over to mutter to her, their arms linked. “Or I would ask you for a dance.”

“When did you ever see me dance?”

“Russia.” Kai said as they continued to circulate the room. “You stood on Alberich’s toes.” Irene supressed her shudder of disgust.

“Has it passed your mind that I may have done that on purpose?” She asked. “Why wouldn’t I stand on his feet when given the opportunity. Petty victories, Kai. Petty victories.” She smiled up at him, and he smiled back. “I will have you know that I am a wonderful dancer, however, you shall never find that out.”

“Please, may I have your hand for the next dance?” Irene slipped her arm out of his and took a few steps toward the bar.

“Sorry, I don’t have any feet. And I need a drink if I have to be here for much longer.” She replied before hedging her way through the groups of people, leaving Kai chuckling and shaking his head.

He caught up with her as she caught the attention of a bartender. “Whiskey, neat, please.” She asked.

“I’ll have the same.” Kai said with a nod, perching on the stool next to her. “So, this contact of yours.” Irene touched her earlobe, toying with the small scar that had been a lobe piercing.

“Our friend hasn’t arrived yet.” She shrugged and paid for their drinks. He gently bumped the rim of his glass against hers before they both took a sip. It was smooth and made their mouths burn a little bit. Irene left a faint lipstick smudge on our glass. “We shouldn’t be waiting too much longer.”

“I told you not to wear high heels.” He muttered, more to the whiskey than to her, then in brighter tones. “Well, good whiskey, women and the music isn’t half bad, I don’t mind the wait around.”

“Where are these women?” Irene said with a frown as she surveyed the room. “I haven’t been on a date for years and would not complain.” Kai looked at her before sighing.

“I was talking about you.” He said softly. “I know you are going to say no, that we shouldn’t, not that we can’t mind you. I know that it isn’t against the rules. I have checked, before you try to suggest that.”

“Kai, I don’t want to keep having this conversation, it’s tiring. It isn’t against any official rules, but it is against mine. You are my friend, let that be enough, please. For both of our sakes.” She sighed and listened to the ice in her glass. “Go and find one of the other women who’ll be happy to go- no, go home with them, not back to our house please, someone who’ll say yes, so that you don’t keep wasting your time on one hundred and one no’s.”

Kai sadly smiled. “I’d rather be rejected one hundred and one times, than get a yes from someone that I could never care for.” He got up though. “I’m going to get some fresh air, I won’t be long. Don’t move, especially if your contact makes… contact.” He cringed a little.

“Alright, stay safe.” He took his drink.

“You too.”

Not a bad realisation to have, Vale is pretty epic.

Vale: My idea of flirting is being as sarcastic as possible and seeing if they can handle me

some holiday sketches feat. leo and annabeth engaged in a fierce gingerbread house competition, percy decorating a “tree,” and some general shenanigans in the snow

today marks the 1 year anniversary of this account! ever thankful for the love & support I receive from you guys & im looking forward to what I create this year 💖

Sometimes (actually quite often) Kai is wonderfully impractical but still super sweet!

Irene: When you said you did magic in bed, this isn’t what I expe-

Kai: [holding up the ace of spades] Is this your card?

Irene: Holy shit…

Obviously, I hope that everyone in Ukraine stays safe and Ukrainians deserve all of our support right now but I also wanted to say that my heart goes out to all people in Eastern Europe and Central Asia who have been living with the fear of Russian intervention for years and now see their worst fears come true. I see so many posts about how "we shouldn't worry as Westerners because the war will not affect us directly" and while this is absolutely true, I wanted to take a second to acknowledge those who do have to live with the fear that it might affect them directly. I don't have anything more to offer than words and it's not worth much but if you are from Poland, Estonia, Kazakhstan or any other country close to Russia or Ukraine and you are afraid because you don't know what the current events means for the future of your country, I am with you in thought and sending you a warm hug with this post.

Vale being fabulous as usual.

Kai: [shining a flashlight under the bed]

Kai: Vale, are you ready to come out and interact with people yet?

Vale: [demonic screeching]

Kai: Understandable. Have a good day

Awww, they’re so cute! I loved this! Also big congrats on not murdering anyone, I’m proud. Thanks for making it, was awesome.

Hiya could you do it’s so cold for Vale and Silver, please? Thanks.

"It's so cold."

"You should have worn a coat." Vale muttered before sweeping his eyes over Silver, taking in the greyish palour to his skin and the almost blue tinge to his lips. He quickly pulled his coat off and wrapped it around the Fae's shoulders. "We need to get you inside." He took Silver's hand, like ice in his grip, and tarted walking faster, pulling Silver along.

He pulled Silver into his rooms, up the stairs and toward his bedroom. He sat Silver on the edge of the bed and wrapped him up in his quilt before turning to start building up the fire. "You know, I've been wanting to get into your bed for a while, and now it's because it's raining." Silver whined. Vale snorted.

"You should ask, none of this hinting business." Vale replied as he stood up, bruised knees aching from a recent arrest. "I ignore subtle hints. If you want something, ask for it." He swept messy hair out of Silver's eyes as he dragged fingers over his forehead. "I'm going to make coffee, you need a hot drink."

"No whiskey?"

"I can mix some into the coffee." He added a generous splash of whiskey to Silver's cup and left his own without alcohol. He held the glass out to Silver. "It's spiked, so it should be to your taste." He took it and smiled. Vale checked that the fire was happily burning away before taking a seat next to Silver. Silver lightly clinked his mug against Vale's.

"It was a nice night."

"It still is."

"Its raining."

"But its getting quite warm in here." Vale said. "Dinner was nice, and the offer to walk me home was too."

"And the opportunity to cuddle in front of a roaring fire?"

"I'm not the cuddling kind."

"For me?" Vale sighed. "C'mon, you know you want to." Silver pouted and Vale knew that he didn't need to use his glamour to get what he wanted. He wrapped his free arm around Silver's shoulders and pulled him tight against his side.

Silver's lips were cold but tasted like whiskey, and they kept going until they were warm, and the whiskey burnt on Vale's tongue.

And no one died!

Excellent pun!

Someone needs to stop giving me the opportunity to kill characters