#or maybe a change of muse

[pomegrnate]

close starter for: @fadinglights inspired in this. taking out the garbage aka old gifts and pictures of my bf and oh god i accidentally dropped everything in front of you, but wow you’re handsome so i don’t mind this

'shit' utterly devasted, he saw the reminiscence of his five year old relationship on the floor. from plushies to letters to randomly scattered sticky notes, every aspect of the now-over deal condensed in a dissipated mess.

[ph-cutie]

(pretty much) all the character concept arts from tha art book. because im the compiler

[comatosebunny09]

She’s beautiful. And despite how much you’ve tried to hate her, you just…can’t. Understandable why Sylus fell for her charms so quickly. She’s a sweetheart. And it’s infuriating. But—

“Hey,” you interject in a low tone. Stir the contents of your glass, projecting an air of boredom as the partygoers prattle on around you.

She blinks, all bright-eyed and straight-backed in the chair across. Mouth clamps shut, the last vestiges of her story vanishing in the air. Your lips quirk. God, you want to pat her head. Shove her in your pocket for safekeeping.

You motion for her to come closer with two fingers. Angle yourself closer until your breath stirs the pretty bangs adorning her forehead.

“You’re too pretty. Too nice. But you fit him, I guess,” a little forlornness creeping into your voice. “So I’ll bite.”

You ignore how your belly gnarls and twists as you sit back. Cross your legs, banishing those green-eyed monsters poking around in your head. Blame it on the champagne you’ve consumed, making your mind all fuzzy and your stomach feel weird.

“I’ll protect you or whatever,” you mumble before dumping the final contents of your flute down your throat. Fix her with a look that leaves no room for objection after you’ve placed the glass on the table.

She can do nothing but smile nervously under your gaze, fidgeting with the straps of her dress, searching the tide of partygoers for a familiar shock of white.

Of course she didn’t ask. But it’s your duty to protect what belongs to him.

Any girl of Sylus’ is a temporary ally of yours, no matter how much it pains you to see him entangled with someone who isn't you.

[platoapproved]

After the first night, I thought I would die of this thirst. After the second, I thought I would perish screaming. After the third, I only dreamed of it in weeping and in desperation, licking at my own blood tears on my fingertips. After six nights of this when I could bear the thirst no longer, they brought a struggling victim to me.

At the end of seven more nights, when I was starved to the point where even the scent of the blood didn't rouse me, they laid the victim-a small boy child of the streets crying for pity-directly in my arms.

Some twenty weeks were passed in this misery. I didn't even believe anymore that the bright and fantastical world of Venice had ever existed. And I knew my Master was dead. I knew it. I knew that all I loved was dead. I was dead.

2X08 "AND THAT'S THE END OF IT. THERE'S NOTHING ELSE." || The Vampire Armand

[naarisz]

Trying out some new styles with a quick sketch of Mairon. :)

[as-above-rp]

Kairi's fit for the #MonsterHouseParty being hosted by @sweet-chimera ! I'm so excited to see what kinda shenanigans she gets roped into, with or without her date <3

[non-un-topo]

My Neekeys over the last two-odd years. I was curious to see the changes 🤔

[ancientgreekyuri]

My first piece of digital art and various redraws of it btw 🙏🏾 2011 / 2017 / 2021 / 2023

[ryukisgod]

TRAs talking about how history will judge us poorly reminds me of that quote “isn’t it an amazing coincidence that the good guys won every war?”

[faithfromanewperspective]

controversial opinion but i really think the best way to enjoy a taylor swift song is to hear it and apply it to your life and have no idea about the actual taylor lore inspiration for the song until maybe 10 years later. that's what i did for every album release cycle i've been around for from speak now to evermore and i've really missed it during midnights and ttpd

[racke7]

Sooo... I got bored and started trying to make crossovers happen again.

And basically, I've realized how very close BNHA and Worm are to each other, as far as settings are concerned.

Like, there are underlying differences in the world-building, but:

Powers appeared from an unknown source

Heroes and Villains are a thing

Powers are very unique, but tend to be "thematic" in families

In my opinion, the biggest differences between the settings are:

BNHA takes place in Japan, Worm in the USA

Scion is a well-known "all the powers"-cape, AFO is an unknown "all the powers"-cape

Worm has Endbringers

And... that's pretty much it.

Which lead me to think about "BNHA with Endbringers" and... it sure does fuck with the setting a LOT.

[romaritimeharbor]

i haven't really looked at any of the natlan content that's been released you guys i am so out of the loop rn HELPKDDL

[tragedy-of-commons]

ohhh,,,,, do you think alhaitham would initially observe a potential love interest first? not in the way that he'd ..... Observe them From afar. just... like... ooh god.... talking stage alhaitham ............... he wouldn't be so forward, but he's (quietly) internalize all the things you say about a boyfriend ..... and.... (passes out) the request is a mess but just ...... u don't have to write it down ...... bcos i'm plagued with ..... Thoughts ....... (he could be so juvenile in love i woul d die for him)

“Alhaitham, what do you think about romantic relationships?”

Your classmate blinks once, and then twice, because that’s just about as off-guard as you’ll ever catch him. His lack of a response is freaking you out in real time, and before you can open your mouth to backpedal, he sighs and snaps his book shut.

“That’s awfully broad,” he drones. Though he usually makes no effort to seem collected, he is certainly putting in the work now. Alhaitham spares no energy for caring what others have to think about him or his opinions - unless of course, that person is you. “Why are you asking?”

You prop up both of your feet to rest on the desk you occupy, deflating. “Mostly because you seem to have quite the affinity for breaking hearts. I’m just curious.”

“Your curiosity is what gets you into all of your messes that I’m forced to clean up,” he starts, “And I don’t break hearts. That person barely knows me.” You pull a face at him, and so he’s ready for the incoming rebuttal that’s sure to ignore the first part of his statement.

A groan. “That’s not the point, though. They poured their heart out during that confession and you just looked bored.” You tap your pencil against a worksheet that you’re definitely not going to finish anytime soon. “The poor thing looked like they were about to cry.”

Right. Earlier in the day one of his peers stumbled over a love confession to him - and he can’t say that it was the first time this semester, either. In his eyes, a painless rejection is an honest one; why sugarcoat words when that makes room for miscommunication? He muses to himself about telling you this, but you already know. You already know his reasoning, yet still sympathize with the other party.

“I wouldn’t accept feelings that I don’t reciprocate,” Alhaitham says plainly. 

“Not telling you to, dude,” you purse your lips and appear deep in thought, “but it wouldn’t make me feel good if you rejected my feelings in the same tone you use to read out to Ms. Faruzan.”

“Are you assuming I’d reject them?”

Your attention flits from your fidgeting so you can gawk at him. “What?”

“Hm.” “Alhaitham! Don’t hm me! Hey, where are you going?!”

[araneitela]

Me staring at test results: It makes so much sense for her, but if I don't specify or elaborate, then we end up with the fanon take. Ugh, how do I easily explain that if you look at the word 'sex' through a much more old-fashioned lens instead of the modern one, that you'll get a vastly different picture of it?

/takes angycat.png typing to my tags

[aparticularbandit]

okay let's try and get more of the second write of oaei done.

[aghoulprince]

knights of cydonia by muse