Omg I'm Dying! This Would Be Me If I Ever Tried Anything Like This. If I'm Home And Doing Anything Else

I'm screaming. I LOVE this. Seeing two of my favorite things combined.

Green and purple go well together 💚💜

I hope you all see my vision, like Malleus and Vil are perfect as Elphaba and Glinda. I am so excited for the Wicked movie, so to help tie me over till I see it, I’m going to do a series of Wicked pieces featuring Malleus and Vil along with some other NRC students as background characters.

This also means I get to design some outfits, which I’m really excited about. Vil’s Tapis Rogue was the perfect outfit to use as a base for the pink bubble dress, but it needed some swirls and butterflies worked into it. I think next I’m going to work on some school outfits…stay tuned!

Wanted to participate in the #Litz1k DTIYS so better late than never!

DDR is my favourite arcade game when I go to the arcades in China so I was definitely going to use it!

07.10.24

Hands have always been special to Lilia. It told hidden tales for those who cared to look.

And those who did? Were ones to hold in special regard.

Lilia held tiny clawed hands freshly born from an egg, hatched through great journey and love, with time they grew to one which will one day hold a kingdom within its grasp.

Lilia held small human hands, bundle taken from a dusted cradle filled with love, hands which grew to carry a sword and peace as a future knight.

Lilia guided hands born from two different races, the owner loud, but the hands swift and true speaking of value and valor as a future knight.

Lilia’s own hands spoke of hundreds years of history. Spoke of tales he sought to hide.

Your hands too spoke of your journey. Your journey of one not from this world, but one that brought companionship and joy to those around you.

Your hands spoke of truths which few took the time to see.

It spoke of empathy in its gentle touches yet fire when used in ire against others.

It spoke of cuts from endless nights of studying when pages never ended.

It spoke of scratches and older scars from battles you never should have taken part in but were forced to, of wounds from acquaintances turned foe to later friends.

It spoke of callouses from hardened labor at and around campus.

To Lilia, it brought him peace as it combed through his hair on nights where he laid his head on your lap.

To Lilia, it spoke of stubbornness or indignation when it bopped him on the head for his antics or something he said

These hands are a reflection of you. Hands he would worship every chance he got. Kisses softly trailing from nails to palm to wrist. Your heart beat loud and strong.

These hands match his, palm to palm.

Soon too, will both adorn a matching ring.

A promise to be made.

Together in this life and the next.

A wonderful comic

Your niisan is dying, Ortho...

Signs a Character Is Falling in Love

ෆ They Start Noticing the Small Things. The way the other person laughs. How they stir their coffee. The exact shape of their handwriting.

ෆ Hyper-Awareness of Touch. A brush of fingers becomes a full-body event. They replay it later. On loop.

ෆ They Look for Them First in a Room. Just a glance. A check. Not because they care. Obviously.

ෆ Jealousy They Can’t Explain. A spike of irritation when someone else makes them laugh. What’s that about? They don’t want to know.

ෆ Their Defenses Go Weird. More sarcasm. More teasing. Or less of everything. Silence, suddenly.

ෆ Uncharacteristic Generosity. Lending a book. Making a playlist. Bringing coffee “just because.” They’re not in love. They’re just nice.

ෆ They Get Irritated by Their Own Reactions. Why do they care so much? Why are they thinking about this? Why won’t it stop?

ෆ They Start Mirroring. Their speech patterns shift. Their posture echoes the other person. It’s subconscious. It’s terrifying.

ෆ They Avoid Eye Contact More Than Usual. Because they’re afraid if they look too long, the truth will pour out.

ෆ They Rehearse Conversations in Their Head. Over and over, what they could say, what they wish they said. They’re not in love. Nope. Definitely not.

Did this a while back and forgot to post it here, I think.

My god, this animation of Lilia running and climbing up to Mal's egg and hatching it is beyond amazing!!

I really wanted to share it because I'm sure the Dia stans will love it as much as I do❤️❤️

"Whats on your mind, my little bat? Youre awfully distracted," A gentle kiss pressed between your brow, "Well...more so than usual after our love making sessions," Lilia purred as you lay upon his bare chest, the fae rubbing circles on your back after a tiring nightly routine. You gave him a playful smack against the chest at his snarky words before flashing a smile amd resting your head against him once more.

"Just...same as usual," you sigh, staring out into seemingly nothing. Your eyes were full of conflicting emotions, nastologia, worry, contentment..."I just wonder how everyone is doing."

Lilia knew you were speaking about your past, the time in which you had prior to coming to Twisted Wonderland. He would sit and listen and comfort you and your worries, however this time he couldn't help but feel his heart twinge in sadness and felt compelled to ask a question burning in his mind.

"...Do you regret it?" Although he still had a smile upon his features, he avoided eye contact. A sign of his discomfort and sadness. You immediately sat up, taking Lilias cheeks into the palm of your hands forcing his gaze to reach yours.

"Never," you sternly stated. "I may wonder how the people of my past may be doing, but I will never regret choosing to stay here with you than go back to that place. You are my home Lilia Vanrouge, and I would never want it any other way." Your dulcet words were music to his pointed ears, a smile stretching from one to the other as he peppered your face with kisses and pulled you back down into the sheets.

His very existence reminded you how much every single day was a magical adventure compared to your mundane life from before

And suddenly your inquiries and worries faded away with every kiss the fae planted upon your body.

Just,....(double fan girl giggling)

Imagine hell's greatest dad but w/ azul and yuu over azula - like, Azul's probably owning mcmostro now and super powerful, but like lucifer, he doesn't spend that much time with her but yuu's been there. She's not sadistic like alastor she's actually competitive over their daughter idk mann-

OOOO THAT'S ACTUAL SOUND SO COOL THAT I MADE THIS!