HOLY COW THIS IS SO GOOD!!

Chernila's Birthday

Funny thing about Chernila she shares a birthday with Miko technically anyway, she doesn't know her actual birthday but she was born somewhere in late-June early-July and she thinks its on the 27th,

Anyway here's some Chernila and friends doodles ft: Tianfeng and Celia

Lady of the Opera

Meet Lady Furina, Lady of the Focalor Opera House and Egerias Orphanage for Girls. A high standing lady within her circle and known for her kindness and love for tea parties and her siblings, she has a fondness for children and has been donating large amounts of her families wealth to charities.

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Lady Furina of Cartel Teyvat is an interesting woman, rumour has it that she went mad after being subjected to five years of isolation when she was a child… I fully believe those rumours… any of her victim’s that enter her opera house never return sane or alive… sometimes I hear one of her staff mention cleaning blood of the stage… I can only guess what her methods for execution are… worst of all, she is never alone and I never have a good hit, she is always with the director of her Orphanage or with one of her siblings… some of her subordinates refer to her “interrogations” as performances or puppet shows… I truly wish to never witness what happens on that stage.

Freckle Proposes to Ivy

A request I got from ao3 :>

Freckle shoved his hand into his pocket, he could feel the velvet box brush up against the pads of his paws. His anxiety was spiked at an all time high, today was the day he was going to propose to Ivy. That's what he had said for the past for the week, despite Rocky's constant efforts to boost morale. Hell even Viktor tried to give him tips on how to propose. Even then Freckle was mortified to propose, its not like he didn't want to. He did. He really wanted Ivy to be his wife. Freckle's tail twitched as he felt Ivy interlace her hand with his. Her presence next to him only heightening his anxiety. 

"I love the night sky." Ivy smiled softly at him. "Look at all the stars Freckle!" Freckle let out a shaky breath, it was now or never. He had recited his speech for hours, asking Rocky for advice an action he immediately regretted, as Rocky started listing off poetry for Freckle to put in his proposal. 

"Hey Ivy." Freckle took a deep breath. "I want to ask you something." Ivy looked over at Freckle, confusion in her yellow gaze. 

"What is it Freckle?" Her voice melted his heart.

"I wanted- I wanted to ask you something." Freckle took a deep breath as he got down on one knee, taking the velvet box out of his pocket. "Ivy, I have known you for four years, and those have been the best years of my life." He tried to keep his voice steady. "And I love you with all my heart, and I wanted to ask you if you would marry-"

"YES!" Freckle fell over as Ivy threw himself at him, her arms wrapping around his neck as she pressed kisses all over his face. "I would love to marry you." She purred, kissing him. 

"Oh okay." Freckle mumbled, "I had another speech planned."

"I can't wait to be your wife!" Ivy smiled. 

"Mhm." Freckle nodded, holding Ivy close to him as he smoothly placed the ring on her finger. He dropped it five times trying to get in on her finger. "I love you." Freckle murmured, with a spur of confidence pressing a quick kiss to Ivy's cheek. 

"I love you too!" Ivy purred, kissing him as she held his face in her hands. Freckle's fur fluffed up as he got more flustered. 

"Congratulations Freckle. You finally pulled it off." Rocky popped out of the bushes. 

"WHAT THE-" Freckle jumped as Rocky patted his back. "Where did you come from?"

"Well. I was just watching your proposal, to make sure you wen't through with it this time." Rocky grinned. "So when's the wedding?"

If only she had a Quinceñiera

Boothill angst :3

I love him he’s so silly, my son without a kid. Anyway, but for those who don’t know, a Quinceniera is a celebration of the 15th birthday in Latino Cultures for girls, and the girls have a father-daughter dance, a core moment in the Quinceniera. However as we know Boothill no longer has a daughter :3

Also the reason I’m using a quince and not a sweet 16 is because he’s Latino/mexican coded in his character. I’m not going to explain all that just google it. But anyway I love my Latino son :D

Lots of thoughts recently. Everything feels plastic.

I could go on and on about why all that AI "art" is bad. I could mention theft, lack of creativity, it's impact on the work field and environment, but countless people have already said all that. I wanted to touch on something that to me is the most utterly wrong about all of it.

Art is more than just something pretty to look at or listen to. It's therapeutic. It's a form of communication. A tool for human connection. It's a pure, human need.

Support real artists ☀️

Eepy

okay so I made another one..,, I'm having a blast with these little gifs

he found a mora coin! look at him go!!

I live for Krystic's hair its so fluffy just like a cloud :D

And I want to be Opal's friend, she looks like she would be a good friend

some magical girls (1/2) 🌊🫧❄️

Genshin Writing Masterlist

Relationship Headcanons~

Kaveh and Alhaitham Relationship Headcanons

Late Night Cries (and some denial of feelings)

Mornings in the Forest

An Eternity Without You, is an Eternity of Suffering

Short Drabbles~

Some Kaeya Thoughts

I made an animation :D

Ivy and Freckle Go On a Date

TW: None- just fluff

Ivy fixed her hat as she waited for Freckle by the Little Daisy Cafe, her sundress was a soft green with darker green embroidery. The cat broke into a smile upon spotting her boyfriend. The ginger tabby looking as anxious as ever as he fiddled with his paws. He wore a dark green waistcoat with a matching bowtie and soft green pants.

"Freckle!" Ivy smiled as she stood up, practically bouncing over to him, her heels clacking against the tiled floor. 

"H-Hello." Freckle mumbled out, his tail whipping behind him as he spotted Ivy. 

"You ready for our date?" Ivy smiled as she gripped his arm. 

"Yeah." Freckle nodded with a soft smile, his tail flicking side to side betraying his excitement. 

"Good." Ivy pressed a quick kiss to his cheek, making his tail bristle as he grew flustered. "Come on!" 

"O-Okay." Freckle followed after her as Ivy dragged him off to a nearby park. The smaller short furred cat sitting down on the grass as she patted the space next to her for Freckle, her thin and wiry tail flicking. 

"Here." Ivy handed him a wrapped sandwich. "I made sure they arn't from the drain this time." Ivy smiled as she took a bite of her own sandwich her tail intertwining with Freckle's. 

"Thank you." Freckle smiled as he leaned against Ivy while eating his sandwich. "Did you make them yourself?" He asked looking over at the chipper girl.

"Yep!" Ivy grinned, "You like them?"

"Yeah." Freckle nodded with a shy smile. "It's very good." His ear flicked idly as he spoke. 

"Glad you like it." Ivy smiled as she finished off her sandwich, her head resting on Freckle's shoulder. Freckle looked down at her flustered as he fiddled with his sandwich, tearing off a corner of the bread. "Your cute when your flustered." Ivy mused as she played with Freckle's tail, her paws batting at the fluffy ginger appendage. 

"Oh- Thank you." Freckle smiled, "You- You are also cute." He mumbled out, looking away as his face grew hot. Ivy giggled at his words, sitting up straight and looking into his eyes with a smile. 

"Thank you." Ivy purred before pecking his cheek. Once again causing Freckle to melt into a puddle of embarrassment and shyness. The ginger tabby hiding his face in his paws, as he tried to regain his lost composure. Ivy let out a soft purr at the sight as she ran her paw through his fur, caressing his cheek. Freckle nearly died inside from the overload of embarrassment, however despite that he couldn't help but let out soft purrs as Ivy brushed his fur. Aside from a few dirty glances from a few "old ones" as Ivy called them the day was uneventful and uninterrupted. "Here." Ivy placed a flower behind Freckle's ear. 

"Oh- Um, Thank you." Freckle looked around, deciding to just take the chance. Freckle plucked a daisy and before he chickened out placed it behind Ivy's ear. "That's for you." Freckle said as he grew more flustered. "It makes you look pretty- not that you weren't already pretty- it's just makes- um- " Freckle decided to shut up as he hid his face in his paws.

"Aw." Ivy purred as she nuzzled close to Freckle. "Don't worry, I think it looks nice." She smiled as she subconsciously touched the daisy, leaning against Freckle as they watched the ducks swim by in the lake.