#Her voice is also comforting.

[scarletknightreterns]

I gotta say I adore Cinder and seeing how Death responds to her traumas in the comics you made has got me wondering....how does she respond to his own?

Most people in the fandom believe Lilith at one point ra*** him, based on convos in the game and the Abomination Vault novel. I have a few other reasons from the game beyond Lilith that suggest this to me, but no need to make this too long. Yes he likely has veteran soldier type ptsd struggles as well I'm sure, but I imagine with Lilith as a self proclaimed 'Mother' there's definitely way more that's happened. I mention this only because I have one morbid curiosity.

Thank you so much for the kind words, and for the ask!

I absolutely picked up on those little tidbits of information, too, and it’s made me hate Lilith all the more.

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Cinder understands Death’s opinion and feelings on the matter quite well....

Having had a fairly troubling past of being used, manipulated, lied to, black-mailed, and treated less then dirt and like a means to an end by her very own ‘father’ who didn’t give two shits about her, she can have a pretty good idea of what the Reaper is brooding during his overly moody ‘no talk me angy’ moments.

To say the absolute least, she’s learned from her own past mistakes that violence, even if absolutely understandable and justified, gets you absolutely nowhere, even if you’d so dearly wish to rip your abuser in half and burn the pieces left in Hellfire.

Cinder would acknowledge anything Death says that happened to him/ he’d experienced, silently lending an ear at all if he had any centuries-worth of trauma to trust her with gleaning. Getting angry at what he’d gone through most certainly would be part and parcel to the package, but she’d not let him know that. He needs to be heard, not be the cause for more volatile feelings, and what she feels doesn’t matter in the moment.

Cinder wouldn’t overstep her boundaries, and instead would put it out there that she’s there to help him deal with those feelings if he wishes to tread that path; the choice is his to make.

What she would do without prompt, however, are small gestures of kindness, the little ones of comfort. Not to say the gristly pale Rider himself needs comfort, but he needs comfort. Support.

He has to let go of what happened, yes. I don’t think the Reaper himself will ever stop being a sarcastic jerk to most and all, but he also has to learn to accept what happened.

Sharing stories around a campfire, she’d spend hours.

Helping him out with a quarry of demons he needs to take care of but it would be too much alone, her sword is there, free and willing.

Being just a silent presence in the dead of night, staring at the stars, she’ll be at his back.

Having bad thoughts and just being frustrated with every minute detail in all of Creation; she’d remind him that sometimes things are too overwhelming when standing too close, and to just take a step back and breathe for once.

He’s not just a Horseman— terrible enforcer of the balance, dog of the Charred Council who treats all the 4 as nothing more then puppets to throw away once for a lack of usefulness. He is her best friend, an ally, and another living being— as much as he’d protest lacking a heartbeat thereof.

She’s mighty protective of family, where it’s due and appropriate.

And to say the least...

Lilith might not enjoy the next encounter she has with the woman. Not all of Hell, nor Samael’s Black Throne can save the bewitching Demoness from the iron claws of Cinder once her eyes are set on something deserving of her seething ire.

[izuizzy]

excuse me, the little one requires your attention

part 2 is here

[dukeofthomas]

Do you see my vision

[schmweed]

[kit-kat-jo]

SO glad that this woman does fingerguns and is awkward GOD SHE IS SO ME

[commsroom]

beating my fists against the wall thinking about how eiffel hallucinating hera in mayday is the only time (that isn’t from her perspective) that her voice doesn’t have the usual filters on it. what that suggests about how eiffel sees her and how it aligns with her own self perception. what it implies, when hera’s glitching is such a literal manifestation of her self doubt and eiffel’s belief in hera and her ability is so unshakable and absolute, while her voice in mayday speaks for the part of him still strong enough to hold onto hope.

[gorgynei]

brooke :) im not totally happy with the design so it might change in small ways but. yeagh! siren!

[coconut530]

CLOSETS. WOMEN. WOMEN IN CLOSETS.

Also Suitor Armor Fans hOW WE FEELING?!?!??!?

[arolesbianism]

Despite how much I suffered making my last isat au Aris sprite redraw, I decided to do it again and once again went through hell doing it. There’s like a billion mistakes in this (such as her having the wrong arm rip) but at the end of the day I’m still happy with how it turned out :]

[yourdeepestfathoms]

i love the fact that both Artemy and Clara can sleep in Daniil’s bed

imagine Daniil coming back to the Stillwater after a long, exhausting day, trudging up the stairs, ready to finally get some rest, and there’s these two conked out in his bed

(Artemy was definitely there first. Clara came second, saw him already asleep, and instead of, you know, going back to her own fuckin house, crawled right into the bed next to him and nestled against him like a kitten seeking warmth)

Daniil is just like, “what the fuck”

[amelia-yap]

haha therapy AU

[kit-kat-jo]

WHAT THE FUCCCKKK WHY DID IT END LIKE THAT??? 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[monsterbisexual]

the silt verses: chapter 34

chapter 38

[dairyfreenugget]

(Going insane boinkinh one AU in my head)

Hey hey hey

May I interest you in

(Slowly slides my FaaF AU towards you but void just Disappears without a trace one day before the accolade)

Teehee

[redysetdare]

gonna be honest here, and this might be a lil unpopular, but i think Chris Pratt's voice is passable at the very least. Does it sound like mario? no. Is chris pratt a good voice actor? no. but he's not so bad he's distracting. like it's decent enough that I can watch the movie and get into mario's character even if the voice will always have the "sounds like chris pratt" in the back of my mind. the fact is I'm able to suspend my disbelief for it being christ pratt in favor of enjoying mario's character as a whole.

and like, low-key begging y'all to not weigh the movies worth on how good chris pratt sounds like mario. pls this movie looks fantastic and i'd hate for people to treat it so poorly because one terrible guy had a kind of meh voice for a character

[the-sparkling-diamond-satine]

21. Friends hear through hotel walls? (Arabia and Ivy) for the WIP Ask Game !!!!!!!!!

Send me an ask from my WIP List and I'll post a little snippet or tell you something about it!

Ack sorry in advance this one is... Not Fun??? *hides under my desk* idk where this idea came from but I ended up writing it as a way to feel more comfortable writing Arabia/Ivy (there's nothing quite like putting character's in a crisis to get to know them better I guess??). Anyways, idk if I'm gonna post this one because everyone will banish me to angst jail and attack me with hammers and mean comments haha. But uh, here you go?? Enjoy???? (abuse tw)

Arabella curls up into a ball with her back against the headboard, trying to make herself as small as possible, trying to get away from the awful sounds coming from the next room, now entirely unmistakable as Satine’s boyfriend hitting her while she begs for him to stop. “You’re okay, Bella,” Ivy murmurs, momentarily covering the receiver with one hand while she rubs Arabella’s leg with the other. “They’re on the way. They’ll be here in a few minutes. It’s going to be okay.” Arabella shakes her head; she can’t seem to stop trembling, but it feels like it’s happening to someone else. Something glass shatters next door and Satine sobs and Arabella thinks she’s going to be sick right here on the mattress. Nothing about this is okay. She wants to lean closer to her girlfriend but she can’t seem to make herself move; besides, everything inside her is screaming at her to get away from everyone. Arabella covers her ears and squeezes her eyes shut tight, trying to block out the sound of her friend’s suffering, feeling guilty all the while that she has this option. There’s another loud thump from next door and Satine’s voice cuts off mid-scream. Ivy drops the receiver, her hand stilling on Arabella’s knee. For a moment neither of them moves or even dares to breathe, both imagining the worst. It turns out there is a more horrible noise than her friend’s cries for help, and that’s them going abruptly, horrifically, bone-chillingly silent.