Decided to skip lineart again on the first image, and it came out really well.
Long story short; Vince/Vincent is a Horseman Demon (themed after the four horsemen of the apocalypse, also called Heralds of Apocalypse in this story) and he wants to turn Angus into one as well, because he thinks that'd give him all the power he wanted when younger (Angus has changed from those days, but Vincent refuses to acknowledge this)
Vincent is Plague type specifically, but if Angus turned he'd be an End Demon, I.E Death themed. (thought of calling them Reaper Demons, but I felt it was a bit too predictable lol)
(Currently, Angus is a blood magic warlock, and has dragonic heritage hence his dual pair of eyes + summonable spiky shoulders/dragonic arms.)
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random q but if u could describe the different stages of ur life with songs what would they be?
Ooh that's an interesting question! It's also kind of a tough one because I've had so many vastly different periods in my life so far lol
But yeah here's my best shot-
0-11: Promise (Reprise) from Silent Hill 2
12-14: Inside by Bo Burnham and Peter Pan by Rainbow Kitten Surprise
15-19: No Children but aimed at myself in the mirror at like 5 am
Also 18-19: A tie between Squid by Innerpartysystem, Psychobabble by Frou Frou, and Teen Idle by Marina
20-21: The Deepest Sighs, the Frankest Shadows
22: The Twin Peaks theme song (fun fact I had to drive through the Snoqualmie pass/valley many times when I was in college so I've been to the real "Twin Peaks")
23: Choke by iDKHOW and then Against the Kitchen Floor by Will Wood
24-present: 7PM from Animal Crossing New Leaf
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More progress being made. I finished re-reading The Illusion of Living this past Friday. It's a nice book. 👍
This was the last of the Bendy books in this "marathon" that I'm doing which I had already read previously and now I'm rereading, meaning that I'm kind of up to date when it comes to rereading all the books that were released until December 2021. But the race is not over yet. Soon I'll start Fade To Black, and (technically) I'll finally be up to date.
Just to continue my chain of posting about the books I finished (at least, the main ones that I really wanted to read) here it is…something I did at the beginning of March, on the night when shit went down. (I hope you know what I'm talking about).
I saw the tweets first hand, I was there! Right at the damn moment. And it was..something reading those tweets alright. If the image above doesn't show it, my mood that night and the next 1-2 days wasn't so… great. You might read this and think I'm exaggerating, but that night especially I, uuhhh, I didn't feel good! And this image (and maybe 2 more posts I made that night) are the results of that. (And to think that a week before this happened, I had finished rereading DCTL after a long time. Talk about better/worse timing than this)
At least, if you want the bright side of this, it's that even after that day, I decided to continue with my book marathon, and I don't regret it. I was down that day, but I wasn't out yet damn it!! and I'm still not. (I don't know if this sentence makes a lot of sense, but you get my point)
As a bonus, here's something I did the night I got to the part where Henry is first mentioned in the book (you can consider this as a representation of my reaction when he's first mentioned, both for when I read TIOL for the first time in 2021, as now in this rereading)
Feat. canon Henry design and my fanon design for him (I wanted to include him here + I still read this book with my fan-designs in mind)
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academic philosophy (and the surrounding family of disciplines) relies on an ignorance of the world to legitimize itself, because as soon as you know what’s going on in the actual, material realm you’ll realize that the “cutting edge” knowledge produced by these institutions is in fact, at best, the obscurantist retelling of shit people finished litigating years ago in their local meetings/zines/literally tumblr
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and kencyr beauty and the beast? i remember you talking about this but it's been awhile...
this is one of the many aus @tanoraqui and I have come up with in the kencyrath chat, and honestly it's a banger
The monster was a dark shadow, backlit by some faint glow whose source Kindrie couldn’t guess. Its eyes shone silver from edge to edge, split by slit pupils that were narrowed almost to nothing despite the gloom. Its fangs were too big for its mouth. They distorted its lips into a permanent sneer.
“Why?” it growled.
Why what? Why should it forgive him? He couldn’t say, because I’m sorry—he wasn’t, despite everything. Better that he should die here than the Highlord.
No good answer to that question; find a better one. Why had he thrown himself into the monster’s path?
Because he is my natural lord. He couldn’t say that either. He’d never found the nerve to utter the words aloud, and he had no nerve to spare just now.
“Because he’s the Highlord,” Kindrie said. His voice rasped worse than gravel. “I had to protect him.”
The monster hissed at that, like a vicious cat. Kindrie flinched. “Forgive me,” slipped out without thought.
The last of the far echoes died away, leaving them in silence. Kindrie’s labored breaths drew more attention to themselves in that stillness than he would have liked. The monster regarded him balefully, but there was something else emerging from behind that rage. Kindrie tentatively judged it to be curiosity.
He should fan that curiosity, say something intriguing, anything to keep the monster talking. To make himself more interesting alive than dead. But Kindrie’s mind was filled mostly with gibbering panic, and he had no experience at all in being interesting.
The creature spoke again before he could think of anything. “You will stay.”
The words came out garbled, as if they didn’t quite fit the shape of the monster’s mouth. It took a moment for Kindrie to parse them, and a moment more to understand them. Even then, he could make no sense of them.
“I will…stay?”
“Swear it,” the monster growled.
Kindrie stared, baffled. The monster roared. “I’ll stay!” Kindrie yelped. “I’ll stay!”
“Honor break me,” the monster snarled, the words gnashing together like boulders.
Something in Kindrie found the space to quail at that. It was one thing to be trapped in the lair of a darkling beast; another thing entirely to never even try to flee. Freedom had tasted so sweet, for the brief time he’d known it. Its pull had borne him through so many horrors.
The monster slammed him against the wall again. His vision swam and flickered.
What point in freedom if he was too dead to enjoy it? “Honor break me,” Kindrie choked out, “darkness take me, I so swear.”
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@imarahuyo replied ; anyone she can fight in the parking lot
/ U know, the first thing that popped in my mind was Sen and Morgan throwing fists against each other for the dominion of the sea- I’m not gonna go into details over Morgan’s own convoluted and stacked stories that merge with each other and then get discarded and so on and so forth but basically, some early sources that might have contributed to the development of her character throughout history suggest that one of the inspirations that one of the many authors that have included Morgan in their story might have been influenced by this one character who could control the sea through incantations as well as the fishes in the sea; well Morgan’s own personality differs a lot depending on what parts u take and which u don’t, but she can be very petty- in the sense of;; if someone wants something that falls under her rulling, then out of spite she will want to reclaim such thing. Now does she really want that or is she simply bored? there is also a sense of power that is always enticing, so it could be really a bunch more of reasons; or maybe it just becomes routine to fight sen, kinda like tom and jerry- who knows; I think it could be funny
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