foxboylucien

So he’d just… moved.

I’m such a problem solver

I needed white noise but it’s too cold to have my fan running, so I put it on and threw a blanket over it to keep it from blowing cool air!

This will be great for sleeping in the winter

delusionsofnostalgia:

Lucien Vanserra, heir to the throne of the Day Court, loyal friend, badass warrior, tortured soul and all around sweetheart deserves a happy ending.

throne-of-feels:

Reblog if you’re an active Throne of Glass or A Court of Thorns and Roses account, as of September 2018.

A follow back would be appreciated, but its not a necessity, just wanting to connect with more accounts 🙂

reminder to myself to not finish and post art when I’m half asleep because there will be glaring mistakes in it when I look the next morning

propshophannah:

porcelainart:

Manon Blackbeak

YAAAASSSSS

foxboylucien:

@wendlyn-shadows said: Could you draw some Nessian? Your Lucien post was beautiful! Ok so here’s my idea/prompt. Nesta walks into the room Cassian notices. Stands up knocking the chair over and one of his buttons pops off from trying to puff up his chest. 😂 I don’t think it needs to be over 4 or 5 panels.

thank you for this idea! It got messed up a bit in some parts due to my tired brain but overall I’m happy with this little comic! I hope you like it!

strangeenemy:

“Yet as far as anyone was now concerned, the events of that last battle had
bound them. Her and Cassian.”

dainesanddaffodils:

Lila: Wait a minute, I think I just figured something out.

I gotta go.

Alucard: Aren’t you forgetting something?

Lila: Uh… *gives him a kiss on the forehead*

Alucard: No! Pay your bill!

Alucard: Damn, who raised you?

ytger:

@faenet event: objects ⤖ wind-cleaver

“Hand trembling, Asterin pressed her fingers to her brow and extended them.

‘Bring our people home, Manon,’ she breathed.

Manon angled Wind-Cleaver, readying for the strike.

The Blackbeak Matron snapped, “Be done with it, Manon.”

Manon met Sorrel’s eyes, then Asterin’s. And Manon gave the Thirteen her final order. ‘Run.’

Then Manon Blackbeak whirled and brought Wind-Cleaver down upon her grandmother.”

~sarah j. maas, empire of storms