lastofcraft

[lastofcraft]

would anyone like some memes from everyone’s favorite warlock patron?

[lastofcraft]

The way I lost my fucking shit...

[lastofcraft]

[lastofcraft]

Laetitia Casta at Cannes, 2013, in Christian Dior, cape by Erik Halley

[lastofcraft]

My Dear BINX…

[lastofcraft]

[lastofcraft]

TO SIR PHILLIP, WITH LOVE SENTENCE STARTERS.

phillip crane supremacy ! change pronouns and gendered nouns as necessary.

“i am not an unintelligent man, but I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“we haven’t a bit of privacy, but we could always go back to the house. i know it’s the middle of the day, but—”

“try to afford a small measure of respect for my intelligence.”

“do you know what i thought when i saw you the first time? i thought i could drown in your eyes. i thought… i could drown in you.”

“i’m sorry you find my propensity for speech so offensive, but i was trying to talk to you about something important, and you tried to kiss me.”

“i expect she’ll want a say. she is a woman of a great many opinions, after all.”

“do you understand what it is to be terrified by your own anger?”

“i’m exhausted, and you look the same. shall we go take a nap?”

“some people are born melancholy, _____. i don’t know why, and i doubt anyone knows why, but that’s just the way they are.”

“this—us—is heaven. and i can’t bear to hear you say otherwise.”

“i love you. i don’t even care if you don’t feel the same way. i love you and … and …”

“i think i’ve waited my entire life for you.”

“speechless? you? i must be better at this than i thought.”

“we take our games seriously.”

“how’s that book, darling?”

“we’re not shooting. just standing about with guns.”

“we can share. have you ever tried sharing? it’s very improving.”

“you are smiling. and now your cheeks are turning pink.”

“hasn’t it ever occurred to you that every thought and feeling doesn’t need to be given voice?”

“i always thought you might surprise us in the end. you frequently do.”

“many men have found me quite resistible. quite a lot, actually.”

“i forfeit. i’m getting something to eat.”

“i had to do something. i couldn’t just sit and wait for life to happen to me any longer.”

“you’d be surprised what men can deduce about one another while fighting.”

“when did you all become the best of friends?”

“it was either drink with them or let them break my legs. it seemed a fairly straightforward decision.”

“very well. he’s quite handsome, if you like the rough, rural sort.”

“it is certainly provident that i now know how you feel about my gender.”

“i’ve decided i don’t have difficulties with women in general, after all. It’s you i find insufferable.”

“you must live in a very polite society. either that, or you’ve simply terrified everyone into bending to your every whim.”

“i am sorry because i am in a horrid mood and have been behaving badly. and if you ask how i have been behaving badly, i swear i will get up and walk away and you will never see me again, because i assure you, this apology is difficult enough without my having to explain it further.”

“good god, woman, do you have a charitable bone in your body? a man needs time to formulate an answer.”

“scone, anyone? no? more for me, then.”

“don’t talk. just shut the door.”

“you were worried that we might not suit. i think it’s time i showed you that we do.”

“it’s perfect. or it would be, if it weren’t so bloody cold.”

“i’m not going away. i’m not ever going away.”

“she gets to watch you all the time now from heaven, so she must be happy.”

“well, i wish you’d said so. you made me extremely sad.”

“hmmm. that’s interesting, but it hardly explains your presence right here outside my door, does it?”

“i have neither the energy nor the patience for fancy romantic words or cleverly constructed stories.“

“if there is one thing i’ve learned in the twelve hours since your arrival, it’s that you’re no imbecile.”

“it’s not something i talk about a great deal. it was a long time ago.”

“i’ll have you know i’m the least cowardly woman you’re ever likely to encounter.”

“they hurt you. that is not acceptable.”

“has anyone ever told you you can be a bit stubborn?”

“i assure you that i am perfectly fine. i’m quite certain i look a great deal worse than i feel.”

“neither one of you is going to kill, maim, attack, or even hug the other for at least thirty minutes.”

“you’re not just a little chilled, you’re bloody well freezing. put this on.”

“do you have any idea how mortifying this is?”

“you lost the right to feel mortified, embarrassed, chagrined, or in fact any emotion other than blindingly stupid when you ran off without a word.”

“you ought to be more careful in the future, should you decide to run off again.”

“you would do well not to disparage her in my presence.”

“we have a great deal to talk about, you and i.”

“i always think of food. what else is there?”

“bloody hell. if you’re going to break my legs, would you just go ahead and do it now?”

“here are your choices. you can marry him in one week, or you can marry him in two.”

“and here i thought you’d appreciate my soliciting your opinion.”

“we behave with honor and honesty, not because it is expected of us, but because that is what we are.”

“love can rather creep up on a person, you know.”

[lastofcraft]

thought it’d be cute if BINX had a coat made out of an old quilt! BINX being in charge of bringing blankets and cocoa to the house of craft makes me think they’d like making quilts - so this is kind of a fancy party look using a repurposed quilt and some 90s star bedsheets!

🌙 kofi link in bio if you’re feeling generous 🌙

[lastofcraft]

[lastofcraft]

"A late spring cloud forms and starts to rain."

Hi watch me turn into a binxhera stan account because they're all I want to draw right now

[lastofcraft]

Binx Choppley, Court of Craft

[lastofcraft]

Send ✶ and I’ll write a headcanon about our muses

[lastofcraft]

Send ✶ and I’ll write a headcanon about our muses

[lastofcraft]

starter call ,     feel  free  to  combine  multiple  prompts !

send  😊  for  a  happy  starter .

send  🙁  for  a  sad  starter .

send  🙌  for  an  excited  starter .

send  💢  for  an  angry  starter .

send  🌷  for  a  soft  starter .

send  😝  for  a  silly  starter .

send  💬  for  an  angsty  starter .

send  💀  for  a  violent  starter .

send  🌹  for  a  romantic  starter .

send  🔞  for  a  sexual  starter .

send  👼  for  a  comforting  starter .

send  👿  for  a  threatening  starter .

send  💥  for  an  argumentative  starter .

send  ⚔️  for  an  action  starter .

send  💋  for  a  flirty  starter .

send  ❤️  for  a  loving  starter .

send  🔪  for  a  hostile  starter .

send  👁️  for  an  envious  starter .

send  ❗  for  a  frightened  starter .

send  🩹  for  an  injured  /  sick  starter .

send  ⚠️  for  an  urgent  starter .

send  🥂  for  a  celebratory  starter .

send  👫  for  a  reunion  starter .

send  💤  for  a  lazy  starter .

send  🛡️  for  a  protective  starter .

send  🏠  for  a  domestic  starter .

send  🔥  for  an  intimate  starter .

send  ☂️  for  a  weather  based  starter .

[lastofcraft]

the  intimacy  of  hands.

[ win ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place a hand on the receiver’s neck and rest their forehead against the receiver’s own for a close congrats or excitement at something. [ brush ]  –  for the sender’s muse to give the receiver’s muse a passing touch along the shoulder’s / back as they walk by. [ hold ]  –  for the sender’s muse to hold the receiver’s muse by the face / neck gently and brush their thumbs along their cheeks to get them to focus on them. [ passing confidence ]  –  for the sender’s muse brush their finger’s against the receiver’s muse’s hand, too scared to hold their hand. [ intertwine ]  –  for the sender’s muse to intertwine their finger’s the receiver’s muse and kiss the back of their hand. [ intertwine & kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to intertwine their finger’s the receiver’s muse and kiss the back of their hand. [ intertwine & hold ]  –  for the sender’s muse to intertwine their finger’s the receiver’s muse and hold them during an emotional moment to reassure them. [ wrap ]  –  for the sender’s muse to casually wrap their arms around the receiver’s neck and lean on their shoulder from behind. [ palm kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to kiss the palm of receiver’s hand. [ hand kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to kiss the back of the receiver’s hand. [ lay ]  –  for the sender’s muse to lay next to the receiver and lay their hand in the receiver muses’ hand. [ reassure ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place their hand over the receiver’s in a moment of stress and squeeze reassuringly. [ squeeze ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place their hands on the receiver’s shoulders from behind, and offer a reassuring / affirming squeeze before moving on. [ pluck ]  –  for the sender to pluck a foreign object ( twig / leaf / etc. ) out of the receiver muses’ hair. [ play ]  –  for the sender’s muse to run their hand up the receiver’s shoulder and play with the hair at the base of their neck as a means of comfort. [ rub ]  –  for the sender muse to rub up and down the receiver’s back / shoulder as a means of comfort. [ shoulder ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place a hand on the receiver’s shoulder to comfort them, or stop them. [ hug ]  –  for the sender’s muse to drag the receiver’s muse into a tight hug by the back of the neck, and play with their hair at the base of their neck in order to comfort them. [ shock ]  –  for the sender to recoil a bit in shock at how quick the receiver latches onto them in a moment of high emotion, before returning the affections. [ cup ]  –  for the sender’s muse to cup the receiver’s face, and brush their thumb along the receiver’s cheek. [ hair ]  –  for the sender to brush a strand of hair out of the receiver’s face. [ hair & lean ]  –  for the sender to brush a strand of hair out of the face, and lean in slowly for a kiss. [ cup & kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to cup the receiver muses’ face during an incredibly passionate and long overdue kiss. [ what a rush ]  –  for the long long overdue kiss to end, only for the sender to rest their head on the receiver’s, and comment “do you know how long I’ve wanted to do that?” [ no tears ]  –  for the sender to cup the receiver’s face and brush away their tears with their thumbs. [ no tears & kiss ]  –  for the sender to cup the receiver’s face and brush away their tears with their thumbs & kiss the receiver’s forehead. [ stumble ]  –  for the sender’s muse to catch and help the receiver’s muse keep balance. [ shudder ]  –  for the sender to shudder a little at some gentle touch from the receiver. [ nononono! ]  –  for the sender to hold the receiver’s head / face while they’re injured, brush their thumb along their cheeks & refuse to accept that the receiver is dying. [ acceptance ]  –  for the sender & receiver to sit / lay somewhere in acceptance of their ends together. in a final act of closeness, the sender places their hand in the receiver’s own.

[ prompt ] + reverse  –  to reverse any of the prompts !

[lastofcraft]

𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲 &. 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 

poetry written by may garner ig: crimson.hands — if you like these please show support to the author.

I cannot seem to find my way from underneath you, but you always find your way around me.

I am the sand and you are the tide, and you always silence me.

I cannot be the wound you dig open every time you’re bored.

Where daylight lets you see that I am real, so you’d rather see me dress down in shadows.

The garden I have tried to grow between the world and I is hopeless.

Evil lives here, right inside this heart of mine.

When I say I hurt, I bleed those words with a drip tasting at my tongue.

You open me up like I have always been yours to touch.

You want the crease of my lips, the valley along my chest, but you forgot the heart that was beating underneath.

I scream for hours on every ounce of hate I hold for you, bit it’s never enough to keep it from fading.

A kiss of the lips, a pull at the wrists, you love me until the world turns back, forget me the second the night fades.

How have you become my lover, when all you have ever been is a liar?

You are a taste I won’t find elsewhere, a type of hell that doesn’t live anywhere else.

You are everything I want, but nothing I need, more pain than pleasure in your veins.

Some days, the ache is so heavy and I cannot feel my fingertips.

My fingers are at your pulse, but your heart is not beating for me.

If alone means my heart will not longer ache, then I will stay put in my own arms.

You are the fire I continue to throw myself in over and over again.

I am calling for you, but you have already burned away.

I wish I could unscrew my head from its hinges, pull it apart, and rip out every single memory that tainted my skin.

[lastofcraft]

Send my muse some flowers and they'll react to their meaning

Begonia — “We are being watched.” Blue Flax — “You are very kind.” Blue Hyacinth — “I will give my life to your service.” Bronze Chrysanthemum — “Though I value your friendship, I cannot love you.” Daffodil — "I do not return your affections.” Deadly Nightshade — "I believe you to be false.” Foxglove — "You are not really in love.” French Marigold — "You are unreasonably jealous.” Hawthorn — "Despite your answer, I shall strive to win your love.” Iris — "Your friendship means so much to me” Lavender — “I like you very much, but this, I am sure, is not love.” Mistleoe — “Kiss me” Myrtle — “Be my sweetheart.” Ox-eye Daisy — “I might learn to love you.” Pink Carnation — “I’ll never forget you.” Purple Hyacinth — “I am sorry, please forgive me.” Red Rose — “I love you” Scarlet Geranium — "I do not trust you.” Spider Flower — “Elope with me.” Sweet Pea — "Thank you for a lovely time.” Tea Rose — "I’ll remember, always.” Viscaria — “Will you dance with me?” White Camellia — "You’re adorable.” White Rose — "I love you not.” Yellow Rose — "I love another.”