#imma watch this later

[panoffrying]

Okay, so I think I discovered THE sozura song, and it's "Lazarus Drug," by Meg Washington,

I opened up YouTube so fast to listen to this song and my Lordy it is beautiful. I have been searching for a song that would give me Sozura vibes and you have brought it to me.

The lyrics

“And when I hear you calling, Like you were always there, I rise until I'm hanging, In the middle of the air, And when I hear you calling, I split like I'm a snake, With golden light like fingers, and then I start to break”

REALLY HIT HARD LIKE OML I had shivers. I saw sozo so clearly in this yearning for Shamura. I be getting ideas heheh. I hope you know I’m going to be stuck listening to this song for a month now haha!

The meaning of the song is so special though and I feel like it does fit for both of them especially when uhhh sozo technically died from too many mushrooms originally.

Also a sneak peek at a lil something for ya

Song link down here

[solargeist]

giving yourself your happy ending

[silverraes]

alright, as a former school outcast and the person who always did everything in group projects... Imma need this whole friend group to square up.

you know the drill. Aldi parking lot. 9pm. bring your cousins if you have to.

[intotheelliwoods]

Anddd Friday's linework is done! Cant wait to see everyone the 17th...

[papirouge]

"The sell your cloak and buy a sword" has to be one of the most misquoted Bible verse EVER

It's now become a pet peeve of mine Witnessing all these idiots with surface level theology take this passage at face value and mUh tHe BibLe wAnTs yOu tO bUy gUnS!! and seemingly don't have enough braincells left to rub to realize that the Sword is a metaphor for the Word/Christ crossing several books in the Bible AND that Jesus rebuked Peter for using the very same weapon he was allegedly okay with him using, and went as far as to heal the very man he harmed doing so, but hey I guess expecting those Christians to have a crumb of critical thinking skills might be a little bit too much to ask

[chaosinstigator]

even when he bins it he gets rewarded like… make it make sense

[notreallyuseless]

I was starting to get a little bit too upset about the Purgatory event and do you know what i did??? I closed the qsmp tag, closed my eyes, took a deep breath and did something else :) It's *alright* to be a bit upset about some stuff, it's totally normal. But we all need to chill and take it easy. It's a game. Getting upset at cc/admins will get you nowhere. If there's a problem, the cc are *all* adults, they can talk to each other. Yeah, some things might seems unfair (i'm the first to think that!) but those feelings will get us nowhere so let them go and do other stuff !! :)

[sage-is-in-fact-very-tired]

sorry chat I know I disappeared (my sister had a concert and then my phone died and it's now 10pm) but let it be known I am *cookin*

[that-was-anticlimactic]

one of the worst feelings ever is wanting to write but your hands hurt too much or the words just don’t want to work so you just sit there staring at a half finished doc with tears in your eyes bc you want to write and you need to write but everything is telling you that you can’t

[vaniellia]

we had a match 2day??

actually embarrassed abt this wth

what HAPPENED

[ruelin024]

*Ahem* I drew this man for my sibling, they told me to share, so here you go. :D (I don't usually be drawing beings of the flesh these days, so yaaay?)

[aupermittymeowmeow]

yall cannot tell me you did not think that one scene was Christain Brutal Sniper in Emesis Blue

[a-weird-writer]

BITCH I WATCHED SUSANOO'S CG TRAILER AGAIN AND DYAMNNN I'M THIRSTING ABOUT HIM I WANT TO BE HUG BY SUSANOOO-SAMA'S YUMMY ARMS AS IF HE'S PROTECTING ME 😭😭😭😭 ANY HEADCANON OR SMTH ABOUT HIM IF YOU PLEASE!!!

Susanoo loves hugs, physical contact is greatly important to men like Susanoo and equally cherished. Like the gold coins in a treasure chest.

Many many years fighting evil gods rendered Susanoo a cold but very lonely individual, shattered his initial innocence and tethered his divine standing. War opens one's eyes to how the world really is in the face of a god. For practically heavy-hearted Susanoo, weighted by a dark curse, to seek humanity and crave sentiment is logical; a fond trance of friendship, of a time long drifted far from home.

Scars litter Susanoo's body. Wounds no mere mortal can suppress; brother to a divine lie, the cursed executioner of Takamagahara, a deep engravement with in his very spirit.

The radiation of battle stubbornly follows Susanoo, in the form of fierce winds and terrible waves. Bellowing in the wet vapor of clouds, shouting voices of booming thunder heard from the other side of the Earth; Seas, fields of devoted spoil's part ways under the weather's calming gaze. The war-torn catalyst overcomes all in his way, as expected from a harbinger of storms grand enough to cause earthquakes. Slayer of gods. Tight, closes in on himself, too bashful for his own good in the modern world; complicated amounts of trauma burden him, plagued by shadows and ghosts. War with no direction is an ugly sight, as is Susanoo most days, the skies will say as much.

No one likes getting hurt, and Susanoo wholly hates the fight; a judge loathing his purpose, but when the role beseeches, the weather's will strike it down. A pawn to fate, solider to destiny. Godly weapon of Amaterasu.

Regardless, he wants no habit of distancing himself, hurting others. His sanity is one of the very few things he has left. As long as he maintains himself and his beloved, his death couldn't feel more peacefully accepted.

How afraid Susanoo is to actually let people in, only a mortal can simply imagine, thrown in a future so vastly different then his last.

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An immovable god in the face of evil.

Susanoo's life is bound to be surrounded by calamity; gods of this world often are. This god rushes into battle the moment his people are threatened, a call for help answered with a loud clap of raging thunder, fast as lightening, a fierce strike upon the forces of darkness. A judgement for those who dare harm the weak. He will sacrifice himself to protect those he trusts. That fear of hurt-the pain and loss, hid under a cover of steel-like ambition and warrior spirit.

Clearing the skies of a man like this takes kind patience, Susanoo is an immortal spiral across the overcast, dark and looming. His storms are merciless, fierce, but the rainbows right behind shine such a bright lovely light. There is a strange, phenomenal contrast of balance slowly trailing Susanoo everywhere he flies. Humans and monsters alike fear provocation when he actually isn't a bad person, not easily offendable.

People judge the judge. He has low social skills and is calmly introverted, a tightly wound god.

Hugs heal, a remedy amongst good companions. A friendly gesture so loving in its simplicity, a charming tie of fingers and arms. Interlocking persons, closer than ever before. Lonely people naturally desire personal things, especially lonely humans and gods.

No one-nothing makes Susanoo happier, cleans his wounds faster than a hug from his most beloved one. His arms are primed to the brim of God-like power, the purest source of weather and sky. A surface tension of lightening, thunder and cloud-like flesh.

A hug from Susanoo is guaranteed perfection. Hugs are a physical motion of connection, a bind between to dedicated people. A promise. It descends on you like a forgotten breeze, a motion you longed for since you first heard it sing, saw it linger and hover over your hands and face. You never thought Susanoo, a man of judgement, a powerful god of weather, would look at you like you're at the edge of the Earth.

The corner of Heaven and beyond.

He-your precious Susanoo-doesn't leave without leaving something behind, a happy reminder. Susanoo talks to you in the softest ways, even in silence his heart speaks volumes, damn near vulnerable if gods can be that way. To Susanoo, hugs are another way to feel, to connect. Longing sways in an ancient body, careful calculating movements. Either by brushing a few strands of your hair out of your eyes or a tender knuckle kissing the side of your cheek. A gentle aura of summer solace, a smell of minty mist. The afterglow of heavy rainfall.

It is a living dream, to be cradled softly in his arms, you and Susanoo are dead to the world like this. Quiet and content, moments like this are why people live, die clinging to another. Love is a twisted curse; humans have gone mad and killed for it, but it is addicting. And it is human.

Worth protecting. Burning in his memory for a thousand years and a night more.

Of love, enough to burst his poor heart. You found him, holding so tightly like he will vanish out of thin air, lovely tenderness, a kindness tasted on the tip of his tongue. Gone from the world, away from you. You don't want to let go, nor does he.

(You suppose that means both of you are selfish beings. For you though, to know despite everything, you will still be happy; live a long life, not in pain, but at peace? Susanoo will go as decided, selfish as he needs to be to protect you and that graceful smile, catching the stars in those wonderful lips. A face he grew so content with for so long after eternity long existence-banishment in cruel isolation.

Even after so long, century to century, he forgot not a single detail of yourself. Of your expressions, and certainly never your happiness.)

Pain-any resentment-dies when you hold him, pitifully and without remorse. A child comforting in their favorite teddy bear. To the dusty shelves of his inner mind, alone to wither and die, forbidden merits and shards to time.

None of that is important.

Not as important as returning home to his beloved-slowly eroding to the sands of time, your crescent moons never wavered-the warmth of a familiar light after a long day of hardship.

To that hug-a delicious sentiment, the romantic bind.

Your promise he always misses.

[katkalis-the-fanartist]

Couldn't decide if I wanted to draw TotK Ganondorf or...well...

Dr. Livesey. He won my interest.

Edit: sorry to the things I didnt fill in. RIP-

[loving-delusions]

i just got into an angsty mood when i drew this lol

its kinda sad that even tho lunar left, or tried to leave, they still managed to get their head blasted off lmao

this is hmmmm before eclipse appeared in the Eclipse and Lunar Reunite episode

[skitskatdacat63]

The quick progression in my mindset from "omg f1 is back!!! I can't wait to watch testing!!!" to "wait why am I watching this, I do not give a shit" 😭😭😭(I do not have the mental capacity rn for just watching cars go around)