#wip: beyond

[viorel-lette]

...Cowabummer 💔

[bertolts]

"Real love isn't brains, children. It's blood. It's blood screaming inside you to work its will. I may be love's bitch, but at least I'm man enough to admit it." Spike • BTVS S3 E8

[ Originally posted to my Insta @ MadQueenMaddie ]

[gorkloum]

small sketch of Rue Ryuzaki for my mini-comics i started doing yesterday on stream c:

[isasunbee]

I started this way back in the first arc... maybe even during the children's adventure? I just wanna remember what the vibe going into WWW was.

[nireey]

🌠

[theusernameiwantisntavailable]

Lights out

[squickles]

been NEEEEEDING to make a June Egbert model and the last update gave me the gumption too with this 'totally not june egbert' upd8. May or may not be public on vrc im deciding still :o)

[lucabyte]

i burned the bridges thoroughly but still everyone's trusting me again and i should be relieved but it happened so suddenly (and i know in my heart i haven't earned this, but everyone acts like my concern isn't a problem like nothing is wrong with my very involvement)

but i know how the song ends (x)

[cringefail-clown]

is this anything

[strawberriedsketches]

started reading beyond canon

[xeshtrangh]

My hand slipped

[allastoredeer]

Writing “Beyond the Eight Ball” Vox isn’t enough, I need to consume him…

[dirty-bosmer]

Wip Wednesday

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Me to myself: Why don't you try writing something that's not stupidly angsty :)

Also me: *writes Mathieu Bellamont fic*

Oh well. Here's a snip from Beyond the Break chapter 4, titled "Maria" bc you can count on me to take one line from his twisted, little diary and become ill about it <3

You didn’t think it possible to feel alive until you met her— Maria. Maria in the moonlight, haloed in Masser’s glow. Maria in the morning and drenched in rays of gold like something made to be offered at the altar. She does for you what the Nine never could, makes you believe in warmth beyond the heat of blood let freshly from a cut, and you still don’t understand what it is she sees when she looks at you, so you check the mirror while she sleeps, desperate to find it.  There you are: pale face somehow paler in the darkness, all sharp angles and deep hollows, your right eye a bit higher than the left. A cowlick of brown hair pulls away from the part, waves at you, and it’s the face of a man who is you but not you. A foreign thing. Someone your mother loved. Someone your father never tried to.  “Mathieu?” From the bed, Maria slurs a name that you want to believe is yours, but it’s changed shape in her voice, become shiny and new. On her lips, it means more than it ever could in your own mouth. Yes, when she says it, the world drops out from beneath you, and for once, you’re not falling; you’re floating, buoyed by a sense of weightless euphoria that you thought you’d only find in the moments before death.  She throws an arm out, searching through the blankets for your body. “Mathieu, where are you? Why are you still awake?” When you return to her, she doesn’t wait for an answer, just pulls you closer, where you are two people in the dark trying to wring love from battered hearts. Two lonely souls who have settled where stranded, and you can’t let your hands hold her completely, afraid of what they’ll do, these hands that you’ve spent your entire life forging into weapons. These hands that have broken every beautiful thing they’ve touched.

[nireey]

kissukissukissu

[harpoonsnotspoons]

Do you think he misses him sometimes

[blae-kitta]

Coloured version be upon ye. Something something biggest catch in all dimensions🎣👀😳.

WIP photos, dialogue n inspiration below.