#//also sorry for my lack of activity

[swiftmitsu]

(im not late you are)

anyway happy 2024 sexyman poll win or something, glitchy man *airhorn noises that i totally have*

[so-very-small]

borrower me, carefully coming out of my home in the walls. i exit out onto the kitchen cabinet, breathing deeply and taking in the scent of bread and fruit as i walk by. using my fishhook grappling hook, i carefully make my way down to the floor. from there, it takes me twenty minutes to reach the front door, and another ten to climb up and exit via the mail slot. at my two inch height, it takes another half hour to walk out and climb up onto a fence post, so i may sit and watch the sunrise. it’s the first time i’ve been outside the house in months. a hawk swoops down, snatching me up in it’s talons. i am never seen again.

[yourdeepestfathoms]

The you have any headcanon about Perrine and The Croon?

Perrine has an affinity for skulls because of The Croon, and they’re mainly the reason why she likes to collect them

The Croon refers to her as “calf”

Perrine sometimes catches glimpses of a tall figure out of her window at night, standing among the distant trees, hidden by just enough shadow to make her wonder if she’s just seeing things

The Croon gifts her skulls, bones, and small dead animals

When people say The Croon is evil, she’s the first to jump to its defense

However, Perrine does have a healthy dose of fear for The Croon

She doesn’t know why this is

But there’s always a level of wariness she feels towards it

There was this one night…

It was cold. The wind was blowing. Branches brushing against the cottage were like clawing fingers on the walls, desperate to get inside.

Perrine woke up.

Or maybe she had never fallen asleep in the first place.

She couldn’t remember.

It didn’t matter.

She got up from her bed.

All around her, the moonlight bleeding in through her window pooled ghoulishly into the empty black eyes of her animal skulls.

It felt like they were all watching her.

At first, she had gotten up to get a glass of water. Her mouth was dry, and the space behind her eyes was uncomfortably warm. But at the same time, she was covered in goosebumps.

But then, she found herself drawn outside.

Grass crunched under bare feet.

She didn’t even flinch from the cold.

Like she was in some kind of trance, she found herself delving into the woods.

And then, she saw it.

The towering beast of feathers and bone. It stood among the trees, nearly obscured by darkness.

The Croon.

She was scared.

She wasn’t sure why she was scared. She based her whole image around this beast, after all. She wore the moose mask because of it.

And yet…she trembled.

And then, she spoke.

“What’s the point of you?”

She asked it without thinking. It was a question that had been brewing in her head for ages.

“I mean…you embody and represent chaos…”

The Croon tilted their head for a moment, as if considering the question. The quiet night air was tense.

“Chaos…is beautiful and destructive. It’s everywhere, and it’s all-consuming. It doesn’t need any apparent purpose. It merely is. It destroys and makes and changes…over and over again. That is what I represent. Change is necessary. Everything must die, and from the destruction, something new is born. After a wildfire, flowers will bloom from the ashes.”

“But people like the flowers. Not the fire.”

“Perhaps. But they need the fire. They need the chaos and the change. Even if it destroys them. There is no new life without death, and there is no death without chaos.”

“But, you still destroy things. Why can’t you have something new without destruction? Why change?”

“Destruction..is just part of the cycle. It’s a part of change. There is beauty in decay. Death and destruction can be…art. The changing of the seasons, the wilting of flowers, the withering fall leaves… Even the most positive change is destruction for something else. Destruction and chaos are required for rebirth, for evolution. Because of change, everything is different, and everything is unique. There are no two things that are exactly the same, down to the last detail.”

“My friend, Cole, lost their parents in a horrible way. Is that supposed to be beautiful? Or necessary?”

“…Perhaps not. Not all destruction is beautiful or necessary. But not all death is cruel or senseless either. After all…without death, would you appreciate life at all? When an animal dies, and it decomposes, the earth gains the nutrients it gives to grow new flowers and new grass. New life. Even a death as horrible and cruel as that can still give new life to the plants and earth around it. It is the same with humans. A death, even a cruel and horrible one, can lead to new life for the remaining family or loved ones…or to the end of a destructive, hurtful cycle.”

“Cole has suffered since their parents’ death. There was no hurtful cycle to break! It’s not fair!”

“Death isn’t fair.”

Its voice had dropped to a low, almost guttural growl that shook her to the bones. But its empty eye sockets still held an eerie sense of calm.

“Life…isn’t fair. People die. Families are torn apart, homes and villages are destroyed. It’s the nature of the world. It’s a necessary evil.”

“…I don’t want to be a necessary evil.”

[bklily]

LoveyBug went on a date on Valentine's Day! I wonder if her partner liked her outfit?

(he did. he liked it a lot.)

[space-bowl]

Just finished The Devil's Playhouse remaster for the first time since I never played it ;;-;;) (it was awesome)

BONUS:

[coquelicoq]

when you're the only person who keeps living through the time loop, the people around you cease to be people and become mere characters. your treatment of them doesn't matter because they're not real and they won't remember. the only way to give anything meaning is to end the loop; their actions don't affect the loop and therefore are meaningless. you're the only one who has the ability to change the future, so anything you do in service of that goal is justified.

but. kim dojka looks at yoo joonghyuk and says no, actually, these characters are people. whether they remember or not is beside the point because they are real right now. and you don't give your life meaning by achieving some accomplishment that retroactively makes everything that came before worth it - you give your life meaning in the living of it.

[martyryo]

she primal on my fear til I uhm til I uhh uh *gets shot*

[pigeonstab]

Suber old Enoch stuff

His hood used to have cat ears and his color scheme was more similar to Error's.

[stellorc]

behold them

pretty much all of my pieces are at the rendering stage, and my brain needed a break from this annoyingly satisfying process. So have this self indulgent sketch of my two girls, jesra and phebe, bc i love them so much <3

[captainhysunstuff]

A reactionary comic about rereading a fic that I recently recommended that was way darker than I remembered, lol. I still love it for how they pretty much drive each other crazy, but that word choice and the consent issues... *cringes* At least there are valid warnings beforehand, and the first fic was pretty PG. Sorry. *laughs sheepishly*

[firstroseofspring]

edna st. vincent millay, women have loved before as i love now

[dawdlecentric]

Holy shit! Maka & CRONA'S VAs??!!!

[cleverclove-arts]

Hi guys! Did I mention that I’m into dnd now—?

[butchlifeguard]

attention spans dont real lmao. nothing about the condition or support needs of yr adhd can be measured by measuring yr attention span because the nature of adhd is that attention span is incredibly variable. this is bc adhd is characterized by dopamine seeking behavior and not just a timer until we get bored and go on our phones

[rufinator]

Shad.JPEG

[valfeathers]

it’s just occurred to me that my ass hasnt been active in weeks and weeks so little life update: i got most of my hair chopped off, got 2 new lip piercings, started a new college term and am now deep DEEP into a red dead redemption hyperfixation so any new art i post will be of those cowboys. also wouldnt it be cool if i did one of those meet the artist things? its on the maybe pile.

sorry for being so silent guys but getting back into the groove of posting post-artblock is haaard!! keep an eye out i’ll post some stuff soon but be warned it will be a bit niche