#also corpse bride

[bromocresol0green]

there are arguably several different characters who can be cast as the bride, but, honorable mention for our girl yanthy

[stargirl230]

Special delivery!

Birthday card i made for a friend that i ended up really liking :)

(no reposts; reblogs appreciated)

[river-of-wine]

I hope you die. I hope we both die.

[thoughts-from-the-toy-box]

My partner and I can't get legally married or else he'll lose his SSI. . . The USA is a hellscape and I kind of just need to shout that into the void for a minute.

[summertimemusician]

Linktober (Shadow) 2023

Spirit

Welp turns out my exam season throughly steam rolled through my general Linktober plans, so you get this VERY late thing for now folks who find this, at least until I decide whether to continue this until I finish it even though it's no longer Linktober or if I'll make whatever other stories come later their own thing after exam season is over (mostly because the original for this one is my preferred draft, and that I feel the one for the Link/Dark Link prompt would be kind of wasted if it just sat there collecting dust cause I worked hard on the tension and horror there lord darn it, along with a few others mainly involving Fae Hyrule, Twilight, Time, First, among other Links like Legend, Sky, Warriors, just all of the boys, I wanted to give them all proper spotlight and still want to do that in any way I can). Welp. *Downs coffee like a shot* Also really need to find out how to make a Masterlist on mobile, figure out how AO3 works and answer asks.

Anyway, not really any warnings this time besides Reader Not Being Okay (par the course really) and angst.

As always can be read as either romantic or platonic, Reader is gender neutral on purpose, technically is meant to be read as either Hero's Shade Time x Reader or First x Reader mainly, but you can interpret it as any Link really lol

Good reading!

This corner of Faron Woods was quiet this time of year.

The woods were solemn in this Hyrule, the sliver of moonlight barely enough of a guide through the mist, it was silent but for the soft padding of animals through the underbrush and the howl of a wolf in the distance (not Wolfie's, not musical enough). The stars were your only company as you were separated from the group, the air was cold agaisnt your skin as you attempted to find your way.

Being alone in the forests of Hyrule never spelled anything good for anyone, but as you felt the brush of a hand tenderly twined in yours, the ghost of leather and the faint clinking of steel, and a faint glow of pale gold and ivory cutting through the veil of the night, mindful of roots you may trip onto and never flickering too far out of sight you couldn't feel safer, even  if instead something like melancholy threatened to lock your throat with the chains of silence, you felt as warm as the soft twilight glow and as frigid as ice, frostburned with the bitter cold of your own warring emotions.

You can't help but chuckle a bit whille holding a old scabbard close to your heart, it's a wry sound, "It's been a while, hasn't it?"

There is no answer, of course there isn't, but you don't mind, you know he'll listen, thorns wrap around your heart and crawl up your throat, the smell of lilies and steel coats and sticks in your throat like honey, or maybe blood, "... I didn't think you'd show up, you know? I always considered the possibility but..." You trail off, you feel something brush your side, you can only see him in the corner of your eyes or with a passing glance, there but not, existing but gone, so you keep your eyes on the road and in the flicker of light, so you carefully don't look to your side, you don't think you could contain the shaking in your heart otherwise, to stare at inevitability and prophecy, "... I know, I know you're fine. At least for now, I apologize for all the trouble I gave you."

'It's alright. It could never be a hardship aiding you.', the voice echoes in your ears, and you swallow thickly, breath hitching, the warmth of the sun in the fields of Hyrule, the wind caressing your hair, the song of the animals in Faron Woods, someone holding you carefully, fondly. The warmth of your hand in his. Not really here, but not gone either, more feeling than true echo.

You chuckle, and try to pretend it's not a bit breathless, something like a wounded keen, "... You're too kind. Too, too kind, thank you."

Spirits in Hyrule never spell anything good, in this wild land of light and shadow in a gestalt of divinity. There are some exceptions though, even if it hurts to witness then. So you follow him through the dark, certain that as you've guided his way once, he'll lead you now to where you need to go.

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... The clearing he leads you to is open, but by no means truly quiet among the trees, there is no peace to be found for the armored skeleton here. You choke on sorrow, on unfinished business, on the cruelty of being brought to ruin and being denied peace, and you stumble towards the familiar figure, almost in a trance as your vision blurs, roots and thorny vines wrap over rusted armor and a thorn cape, the skeleton's void sockets piercing through your soul, illuminated by the solemn gaze of the wretched moon and it's uncaring maids of honor in the stars.

You fall to your knees near the decaying skeleton, biting back against the wounded sound that attempts to leave your throat with enough strenght to bleed, you lay the scabbard by his side with a bouquet of lilies and shiver at the gentle, phantom touch, so soft, so loving it almost leads you to ruin all over again.

'... It's foolish to grieve for someone who isn't gone yet.' the thought comes to you, yet you can't help it. You still hurt for him, you still hold onto the fury at the heavens themselves for denying them quietus. For denying them rest over and over and over again. To watch this cycle and be helpless to stop it all due to the will of uncaring gods.

Alive. Dead. Alive. Dead. Denied full rest over and over again, to watch the chance at rest to the kindest of souls found in this world you found yourself in.

You barely register the touch to your cheek, ephemeral as it is, as you can't help but shed tears, can't help but grieve. Because if you don't, who will?

You know by now that some wounds can never heal, some rifts can never be mended. Even with the guarantee of cyclic, eternal rebirth, some things never return to how they were. And reminding yourself of this inevitability to them will never not hurt, even if you know it's futile to blame anyone but the one god who started this, and maybe the goddess who stood complacent to it. It leaves a bitter taste in your mouth that it'll one day come to this, that the frost of death and the sharpness of pain will leave a mark the sands of time can't scar over.

You reach a trembling hand towards the one in your cheek, try to find catharsis in the remains of decayed, dead yet ever eternal, ever growing love. And you breathe.

'We'll meet again. So do not mourn for me, please.'

You don't think you could deny him if you tried. Not when you know he's trying to soothe you, to thaw your sorrow. To allow your heart's healing to fallow.

"We will, I know. I'm sorry for making you worry." You chuckle, leaning into the cold, trying to brand the memory of the shadowed, but not gone love given to you so you can return it in kind. Just until you meet again, just until you can give all you can to his not yet decomposing self, grasping onto what remains of him, "I love you."

'I love you too. Until we meet again.'

The cold is gone, the echo of love leaves. And you breathe, and pretend you don't feel empty.

(When you see Link again, reuniting with the Chain on the next day's twilight. You hug him as tight as you can, and hope you he doesn't notice the tears in your eyes. And that you don't feel the lingering traces of a frigid embrace.

When no one is looking, you wave goodbye to the shade. And pray he dreams of warmer days until he finds quietus.)

[the-cheese-man]

So I was playing the piano and just doing some improv jazz and I ended up playing kiras theme. Nice. My ass is gonna get exploded one of these days.

[keikoyume]

Are you a fan of Tim Burton? Because I think you would love his art style.

Oh yeah, I watched (almost) all his filmography!

I'd say my favorite movies are Beetlejuice, Batman Returns and Edward Scissorhands. Also, Sweeney Todd is a comfort movie of mine despite its flaws.

I think I was just a very casual fan of his work: I'm not sure he really influenced my art🤔

[inkspottie]

Sadao knowing how to play violin got me thinking about him serenading sebastian,, may write smth abt that,,, ehehe (with ur permission to ofc! :3)

Hehehe yesss do it

[victorluvsalice]

So. You know all those various ask games where you can ask someone to explain a current WIP, or write three sentences on a fic they're working on and then share them, or similar? Well, we're doing something like that over here, only I am vastly expanding what is on offer. Because while I generally only ever have two WIPs, I have a whole fucking LOT of ideas. So! Here is my mostly-Valicer-AUs-themed ask game for you all:

Send 💬/[conversation bubble] for me to ramble on about any of the below AUs for a bit

Send 🌈/[rainbow] for me to write three+ sentences of either a real or hypothetical fic for the AU

Your choices:

Actual WIPs

-->Londerland Bloodlines (currently working on "Downtown Queensland," but I'm willing to discuss other installments)

-->Valicer In The Dark (currently working on "Start At The Beginning...Sort Of," though I'm extremely willing to get into the VITD universe as a whole)

Things I Have Previously Discussed On Here

-->Modern AU Valicer (aka the source of most of those Not-Incorrect Quote things I did for a while)

-->Valicer Soulmates AU

-->Ever Ever After (that Four Victorians Riding A Roller Coaster fairytales AU -- yes, I came up with a title for the damn thing)

-->The Hypothetical Valicer Forgotten Vows AU

-->The Three-Player Childhood Friends Valicer In AMA AU (or, frankly, anything related to Smiler's Otherland stuff)

-->Fallout of Darkness (yes, this is actually still around! I am still playing Fallout 4 and making notes on it! I'm up to the point in the main questline where Victor has to hunt down a Courser, which he is doing as he completes the Mechanist questline)

-->This Hypnokinky Fantasy-Medieval Valicer One-Shot From OT3 Week (heed the hypnokinky there! It's not EXPLICIT explicit but it's fairly open about what's about to happen to Victor at the end)

Deranged AUs That Only Lived In My Brain -- UNTIL NOW

-->Dinner For Three, a Valicer AU based on the horror comedy film The Menu (I actually just came up with that title, despite how obvious it is)

-->Infinite Loops-Style Valicer AU (inspired by me finding the TV Tropes page for that series and going "wow, Corpse Bride would have a really short loop if it followed the time period that we saw in the movie...")

-->Valicer Changeling: The Lost AU (I've discussed Valice versions of this waaaay in the past, but this is a new Valicer variant that would be set in the modern day)

-->Some Thoughts On A BITD Smiler In Beneath A Broken Sky (not a full AU since the fic that it's based off of isn't complete yet -- this is just me with some ideas I came up with where a Smiler from a BITD-based world without a local Victor and Alice gets yeeted into the BABS setting -- oh, and the fic itself isn't visible unless you're logged into AO3, just fair warning)

-->The New Severance (Apple TV) AU That Is Strangling My Brain (this is ALL @penny-anna's fault, go read Welcome To The Panopticon, it is FASCINATING and gives me Valicer AU ideas for a show I've never even WATCHED)

There. Choice. Enjoy.

[shamrockst4r]

victor didn't deserve emily victor_ia, however? oh absolutely.

[englishhomeless]

Mina x Jonathan give off the same vibes as Victoria x Victor I'm in shooock.

[helloitshaley]

please reblog if you vote! pretty please :)

[roguecanoe]

100% IN LOVE WITH THIS AU!! Corpse Bride AU from @roki-roki-roll

[drc00l4tt4]

Yeah so

Corpse bride AU

[1-mini-1]

After the Rain- Wedding Dress (ウェディングドレス) English Lyrics

良く知る顔に囲まれる今日は

ずっとボクら夢にまで見ていた

白いヴェールに包まれる君は

綺麗で　見惚れてしまうよ

Today, we’re surrounded by familiar faces

On a day we’ve always dreamed of

Wrapped up in a white veil

You’re beautifulー I can’t help but be taken with you

一時停止したワンシーンも

もう一切　二度と戻らないみたいだ

ピントのずれた目こすったって

君が思い出になっていく

It’s like a scene that’s been paused

But it looks like one we’ll never be able to rewind to again

Even if I rub my blurry eyes

You’re still going to become nothing but a memory

寝ぼすけな君にウェディングドレス

白で全てを満たしてしまう

細い身体　栗毛の髪

君との思い出さえ

You’re a sleepyhead in a wedding dress

Everything is being filled with white

Your delicate frame, your chestnut hair,

Even my memories with you

人目を引く可憐な花嫁

誓いの鐘はもうすぐだよ

終わらない夢見る君へ

またつぶやく　おはよう

You're a dainty bride who draws everyone’s gaze

The wedding bells will ring soon

To you, forever in a neverending dream

I whisper again, good morning

こんなドレスの解れた穴を

縫い合わせられるみたいに

君の世界と　ボクの世界を

ひとつにできればいいのに

Like how the frayed holes in your dress

Can be sewed together

I wish that your world and my world

Could also become one

これからのふたりを探そう

あの日交わした約束が

瞼の中でぼやけていく

終わりかけの夢みたいに

Let’s search for what we could be together

The promise we exchanged that day

Blurs beneath my eyelids

Like a dream about to end

鏡越しの花のように

水面に浮かぶあの月のように

微笑む君に手を伸ばして

指は空を掻いていく

Like a flower on the other side of a mirror

Like the moon floating on the surface of the water

I stretch my hand out to you, who’s smiling,

And my fingers slip through the air

さよならまたね仕立てのドレス

最期も君に見惚れてしまう

愛しているよ　忘れないよ

宛先のない言葉

Goodbye, I’ll see you again, tailored dress

Even in the very end, I can’t help but be taken with you

I love you. I won’t forget you

These words have no destination

人目を引く可憐な花嫁

結ばれない時のリボンに

終わらない夢見る君へ

またつぶやく　おはよう

You're a dainty bride who draws everyone’s gaze

To you, forever in a neverending dream

In times where ribbons can never be tied together,

I whisper again, good morning

おはよう

Good morning

お願い

Please

おはよう

Good morning

[lesbianfakir]

While I’m on my horror kick (sorry it’s finals week and I need smth to obsess over) thinking about how I would LOVE to draw horror/macabre themed tutu art. I mean fucking hell if we assume the main characters of the prince and the raven are around mytho’s age, princess tutu is about a bunch of dead kids and the next group of children doomed to relive their fates!! Then you’ve got all the raven stuff + things going weird because of the heart shards. THEN you’ve got the horror of complete loss of autonomy (fakir physically being forced to write Duck’s death, duck being forced to dance). Idk I’m sleepy but there is a horror take on princess tutu out there and I want to see it.