#karsie

[daysofauldlangsyne]

diversity win! the sith lord terrorizing the whole galaxy and her girlfriend are sapphic!!

my revan and my exile have kept me going for quite a long time i love them dearly

comms open :)

[waddler13]

[asking-the-insane]

[karsisdoingart]

I've been hyped on for chapter 3 ( and have been hyperfocused on the lore from the arg ) and after watching some playthroughs from different youtubers , i decided to make a fanart of the scary feline himself , Catnap

did the sketch and of course quick coloring, i don't know if i'll render this fanart or not

[hudara]

başımıza bunlar gelmeseydi iyiydi

[sillagen]

sana geldim, gelmeyecektim, yolda gelmemek için elli tane sebep saydım ama sebepleri saydıkça farkettim ne kadar çok gelmek istediğimi

[aceleisebendeisicem]

Elif kendine gel kızım valla bıktım

[just-a-silly-little-whumper]

Buried

Masterpost | Read on Ao3

Burying the dead is a favored tactic of Hunters. Matthias ensures his children are ready to face that possibility.

For @badthingshappenbingo: Buried Alive.

Contains: Parental whumper, vampire whumper, dhampir whumpees, buried alive, manipulation

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Matthias took no joy in listening to his children’s screams, strained by panic and muffled by layers and layers of earth.

“Whatever I did Father, I’m sorry!”

“Bastard, you’ve made your point, now let me out!

“Father, please!”

Their desperation stirred his unbeating heart. Only centuries of finely-honed self control kept him steady in his intent. He could allow himself to yearn to pry them from the suffocating soil and the unyielding dark, but he knew better than to act on fleeting emotions.

His children needed to learn. They needed to abandon the indulgence of breath. And as their father, it was his duty to facilitate their advancement.

The minutes passed under his watchful eye. The pleas of his children diminished, then faded entirely. Their fear and confusion and anger was still clear to him as ever, resonating across their bond, and he took solace in it, for it meant that they were alright. That was all he needed. He wasn’t concerned about the echoes of their human emotions. One day, they would understand.

He looked forward to that day.

Now that his children were primed, he let the soft embrace of his influence fall away from them. They needed to know helplessness in the faces of forces much stronger than them. They needed to know that even then, the dark and the confined and the sealed spaces could not harm them. Burying the dead was a favored tactic by Hunters, after all. But they were something greater than that. And they could learn how to escape that which would bury them.

The moon glimmered overhead, bright and ever watchful. Its slow procession across the sky was the only way to mark the slow passage of time. Matthias was content to watch, and wait. He had plenty of time. His children did too.

Priya was the first to break the surface, her shaking hand caked in dirt and blood. Matthias offered no assistance as she clawed her way out into the moonlight; she had already come this far on her own. Her gasping inhales broke the silence on the courtyard, and Matthias had to suppress his mild disappointment. Another lesson would be in order, it would seem.

But that could wait, because his daughter looked to him with wide and wet eyes, and Matthias could do nothing but reward her for her tenacity. She folded herself readily into his open arms, accepting the rare embrace with all of the eagerness of a frightened child. And she was, he supposed. But she was also brave, and he made sure she knew that as he brushed the dirt from her shoulders.

As if spurred on by her sister’s success, Renata burst free off the earth a minute later, almost feral with the force of her emotions. The air calmed her somewhat, as did a carefully-curated look from Matthias, though neither fully quelled her agitation. His Renata always was a fiery one; sometimes that served her well, but that fire needed to be controlled, or it would burn her. But such things weren’t accomplished in a day, and if she needed to pace to let loose her frantic energy, she could be given that luxury tonight.

The scent of magic on the air heralded Nathan’s escape from the soil, two minutes later than either of his siblings. It was a… less than ideal performance; he took too long, and he shouldn’t have needed the aid of magic in such a simple task. Matthias expected better. And from the way his son looked at him, it was obvious that he knew it. But Matthias welcomed him into his arms anyway; Nathan had done what had been asked of him, after all. He just needed more practice. Repetition was the key to learning. As was positive reinforcement.

His beloved children. Imperfect as they were, they made him proud. And he knew that, one day, they would exceed even his expectations, if only they were given the right guidance.

[cayindibindekipiskevit]

erk*kler bazen komik olabilio

[daysofauldlangsyne]

girlie who used to be on my profile picture is my jedi exile. you will witness her

[waddler13]

[squidsqwag]

girl name acquired !!!!

technically my very first propaganda 4 @ultimatebabygirlsupremebattle >u<

[karsisdoingart]

Posting the art fight drawings i made the first week :

Asana , she belongs to BATZURU

2. Amy , she belongs to physbol

3. Belle , she belongs to @kurixta

4. a revenge art ft . Rhea Arlay and Dante Fletcher , both belongs to blue_sun08

5. Wynne Crawford , She belongs to HazyPrince

6. Opal and Grey, they belongs to @kdo16

7. Yu Yan, she belongs to Pandaawake

8. Sydney the okapi , she belongs to @adyflygonna

9. Revenge art ft. Kiery and her tail eating cookies , she belongs to LooneyMoth

10. Revenge art ft. Asphodel Kyriaky , he belongs to @sebritz

my art fight account :

[homesuz]

Ballarım aşklarım bebeklerim sizi çok seviyorummmm

[ashleyrowan]

Artfight revenge on @daysofauldlangsyne !!

I'm swamped in work but I had to draw these two together haha

[defnekalbim96]

DENİZLER AŞTIM GELİYORUM İSTER EĞLEN BENİMLE YÜZÜNÜ Bİ GÖRSEM YETER YOLUMUZ AYRI BİLİYORUM ÖLMEDEN SON BİR DEFA BELİNİ KAVRASAM YETEEEER