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Pain is a great motivator…

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Meanwhile Toriel:

(Loud noises don't wake her up usually.)

Artist note: I’m so proud of this :))) I know it’s a lot of dialogue and reading, but dialogue is grueling work for me. I’m glad with the art and for the amount of pages I made in such a relatively short time span -w- page 5 was super fun to work on. A lot of blood, sweat, and hours here... :) The backgrounds were a big bore tbh, but I finished them! Yippie!

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Hey guys! I'm okay now :))

Anyways, I think my art style changed to something better =>=

[axnewxera]

@darkhxntrxss

The silence of the 70th floor office was suddenly broken by a deafening screech, a siren signifying some sort of emergency. Rufus slowly looked up to scan his surroundings, wondering what in the world was going on.

He hadn't been the president for long, and with the former president having been murdered so recently alongside an Avalanche break-in, security had been significantly raised.

"Sir! We are locking down the upper floors of the building," a guard reported, scrambling into the large office. "We have an intruder. Many of our guards aren't reporting in. We believe they are heading this way."

"Let them," Rufus said slowly, standing up from his desk with Darkstar by his side. "Tell our security to let them through without a struggle. I'll deal with this."

[showduo]

hello, @cinnamcroll ! a one-liner starter for you. ♡

            " what was this big emergency ? you sounded so scared on the phone. "

[cwarscars]

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(( *holds u like potato* i jus think she's NEAT ))

[lucidrims]

꒰ ͜͡➸ starter for @foxmists ( here you go luv <3 )

          if he were honest, the lead singer wasn't happy at all with this arrangement. until his little sister gets approved for the dormitory in her university, he'd have to suffer through and give up the one, lone guest room in his apartment. but of course, being the family man that wonil was, he was willing to go above and beyond for his siblings. although, the frequent sleepovers and drinking sessions that haewon was having were becoming a nuisance. but luckily, tonight was a chill night -- as he had been informed via text that haewon would have a sleepover with only one friend. and so, coming back home from a late-night gig at the local bar, he sat there in semi-darkness, enjoying some peace and quiet while eating his leftovers from lunch. eyebrows quirking when he spots his little sister's friend half-asleep and walking towards the kitchen, he briefly eyes her over, lips twitching into an amused grin. he's seen her before but never interacted. it looked like the younger couldn't see him, or hadn't picked up on his presence just yet. so he just sits there, watching closely in silence as she grabs a glass from the cupboards and pours herself a glass of water, waiting to be noticed.

[mencnfire]

he'd been drawn to anywhere where there's rage - anywhere adorned with sorrow. usually, he'd gone unseen. the flames that trail behind him, unfelt, the hum of blue that had skin shiver would not be noticed by those around him. in truth, the only indication one would get from the man on fire's existence would be the rumble of clouds above, the sparks that would fly high in the sky.

but her - she sees him. sees a man stood in her office, his safety suit adorned with bullets half-stuck in rubber and skin. his eyes no longer emerald but instead emitting a golden glow. when he sees her looking, he parts his lips to speak - his throat feels dry, words unused in so long.

"do you see me?" can she feel his burning?

@lykaiia liked for a starter ( from volgin )

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@yasashihanyou​

🏹 Kikyou’s earthen browns gazed upon her village as she sat upon a grassy knoll located at the edge of the forest. It provided the perfect vantage point to observe the people she had a sworn duty to protect, while also allowing for quiet contemplation and reflection without the risk of being disturbed.

Additionally, it was advantageous in perceiving and eliminating any dangers to the village.

“You can come on out.You are welcome to come closer or stay where you are..whatever suits you. Just know that I am aware of you and like before, have no intention of harming you.”

[howthesleeplesswander]

@ama-tcra-su liked this post for a starter!

((eee thank you for liking! ;w;/ it's a delight seeing you on my dash and I'm stoked to finally be interacting! 💕))

"Just a few more moments, I am almost done..." Spring's words trailed off as concentration scrunched her brow. Like paint from a brush, rich crimson color dripped from her fingertips—that which she painted onto the large, rounded petals of the flower cupped in her opposite palm. Her gaze flicked continually between Amaterasu and her progress. Each stroke of color was meticulous. Slowly but surely, the red pattern on each ivory petal resembled the designs on Amaterasu's fur.

With the last petal decorated, the sprite paused. For a long moment, she studied her work in silence before nodding to herself in satisfaction. "There!" she exclaimed. "What do you think?"

Her grin was hopeful as she held out the blossom for her companion's scrutiny. "It was a bit difficult to capture the design on something so small," Spring admitted. "I suppose it is more inspired by than an exact copy, but I do hope you like it."

[lilybug-02]

Eating this up like a good soup 🥘. And what do you mean not spooky!? This is 𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓸𝓴𝔂 >:) 🕷️ look at the black and white contrast, the deep red, the clean lineart. 🤌 *chefs kiss* Also Sadness and Fear go hand in hand. They complement each other like no other. 💜🖤

Also YEah. My Chara is going through it. Broken Soul Buddies 💔

Art of @akanemnon Tr!Chara and my WeirdRoute Ct!Chara :) inspired by @wentddly-kio's fanart <3

Ooooh baby! Do i love me some spooky art. Tr!Chara seems so non-spooky compared to my Chara here, it's kinda funny.

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@bouquetcfmuses - liked for a starter!

"Oh, I've seen! You're the Midford girl, right? Of course, he's not actually friends enough with Ciel to know his fiance, but he at least knows the prestige of the Midford family already.

"Can you believe we've never met?" He could, he's only been a proper noble for three years but he still has to play the role of the Earl of Trancy. Yet he's forgetting probably the most important thing, an actual introduction.

[sadomasochxsm]

@stingslikeabee liked for a starter.

immediate suspicion has him wanting to march on over to corneo's hovel, bust down the door and drag the little man out by that small scruff he calls hair - alas, that would be rash. takayama had advised against it; suggested that their enemies ought to be dealt with but a murder without reason could spur a war.

as much as kakihara could get behind the pain of a fight - a gang war perhaps isn't the best of exploits. such violence would lead to wall market becoming a blood bath and again, though he'd not mind, he can imagine that their friends over at the shinra would. the company would come down hard and fast if a gang war were to bleed into the upper plates & knowing where his family stand - that would be inevitable were he to go against corneo.

he'd have to bide his time. approach cautiously, patiently. he's a man entirely used to the restraint that comes with playing the long game and though he'd itch for retribution, the pay off would make it all worth it.

a hand pushes open the parlour door, a wave toward the bar - his usual. a white russian; something aside from spite and pain to keep him going. eyes cast across the club, girls in their booths and the lonely patrons pining over them. he wonders what they're talking about -

probably not anjo.

still, one has to wonder if the leak has successfully reached the ears of those beneath the plate. he has to think whether or not she's heard. what she makes of the situation - when he sees her saunter on by, he's quick to catch her attention with something almost akin to a smile.

"melissa-" he instigates, a tilt of his glass to greet her "i forgot how classy your joint is" a far cry from the many clubs owned above plate. depraved company for the rich and powerful. "i don't come here nearly enough." it's tough enough to smile with the glasgow grin across his face let alone the weight of loss on his shoulders. still, he takes a sip of his drink - looks to her and teases as one does a friend. "you free for a chat or...- do i need to pay?"

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@rebelichor liked for a starter

he feels the heat inside of his armour - the sweat that drips down skin; does his best to ignore it as he stands beside her, wields his blade forth & takes out another of those damned knights. sometimes - he wonders - if they'll ever stop coming. if the fight will ever end -

should he, or she, or anyone become elden lord -

would balance be restored?

the more he thinks about it, the more he feels the fire once more. that twinge inside - that voice that whispers. once upon a time, he'd thought to become elden lord for the fundamentalists - hoped to bathe the world in gold as his heroes had once before him. now he dreams of a different sort of gold - rusted and tinged, with blood red edges. when he closes his eyes, he sees the flickers of a yellow flame. hears it beckon him.

he wonders - does she hear it, too?

ignoring it; he speaks with the huff of a breath, pauses for a moment. hopes that was the last of those knights ( somehow, he doubts it is ). if only stormveil were kinder to them; one would have to wonder what awaits them ahead of the winding corridors. more of the dead - more knights - or perhaps godfrey himself.

"we ought to stop-" his hand relaxes atop his leg, an old man leaning forth to catch his breath; his bones aching with a burn. "grace is not far; we can catch our breath there...take a moment-"

[hecksupremechips]

Cant believe im getting rbs on a post about junepei when yesterday I went on a big rant shitting all over junepei 😵‍💫😭😰

Akane who sacrifices her entire life, and her loved ones lives, and the lives of many others, all in the hopes that she can forge a timeline where she and Junpei can be together and live a peaceful life, only to have traumatized Junpei so much in the process that he doesn’t want anything to do with her in the end

[mencnfire]

@the-devils-toybox | continued from here

he rests his body aside the wall, gazes at the other through bars - keeps chico locked up because how could he trust him otherwise? of course, back then...he'd been just a kid. just another who deserved more than soldiers and war. just another kaz had failed, another memory to carry alongside all of the other burdens.

for the longest time, he'd assumed chico to be dead. thought only of the lad on those nights alone when all of the others had come to mind. those that made up the pain in his heart, the pain where his arm and his leg used to be.

all he can do, for now, is stare back at chico - a longing sigh on his lips before he speaks. glasses snatched off of him to reveal eyes, white.

"we came back, yeah" his words linger like the tension in the air, head shaking as he speaks "not as men but..." a growl now, another sigh caught between his teeth "instead something else." demons. both them and him, it would seem.

after everything - he supposes there was only ever one way that the boy would grow. ultimately, he'd up like the rest of them. ultimately, he had.

"and what about you? those abilities of yours...they-" just what had been done "they're real, huh?"

[versadies]

missing you | neuvillette x reader

SALUTATIONS. missing you

ADDRESSED. neuvillette x gn!reader

STAMPS. a really short drabble on neuvillette being a clingy monster after being away from you despite only not seeing you for a few hours (he misses you okay :(()

CONTENT. ooc!neuvi (?), fluff/no-angst, married life

POST-SCRIPT. this is my first ever neuvillette fic!! i was very excited to try and tackle on neuvillette the moment i came back from my hiatus. he’s genuinely one of my fav fontaine characters besides navia and wriothesley so i hope i at least did well with his character >_<

LINKS. masterlist \ taglist

Head empty, just Neuvillette, who had finished his duties from the court early and decided to wait for you — his beloved spouse for two years — near your workplace with patience and eagerness.

His eyes instantly soften when he sees you coming out from your building, causing him to automatically come up to you as though you’re a magnet to him.

He gently intertwines his fingers with yours as soon as he’s near with a soft “hello, my love,” escaping his lips, his smile growing slightly when you greet him back with that bright smile of yours that never fails to make his day.

With you, his aloof demeanor drops ever so slightly and he instantly becomes relaxed and soft with you, pulling you into his arms and giving you a loving kiss on your face; the two of you are wrapped in each other’s arms perfectly, like a completed puzzle that’s finally been solved.

Neuvillette, who holds your hand for the rest of the day as the two of you are walking your way back to your sweet home that you both shared together even before you both got married. He refuses to let go of your hand, as if he’s afraid that he’ll lose you if he did. Though it does help that you occasionally squeeze on his hand, a way of reassuring that no, he’d never lose you at all.

As soon as the two of you arrive home and close the door behind you, Neuvillette is quick to not hold back from his ambush of affection, kissing you all over your face as your laughter echoes in the house.

Your shared home is a sacred space that’s reserved for your love towards one another, where you get to be you, and he gets to be him.

Just the way you both like it.

“Let me love you,” he’d say to you before going back to kissing you more as his arms snaked around your body for an embrace that he’s been missing for the past few hours since he was working. “I want to show you how much I missed you.”

With such a deep stare that makes your legs go weak, you couldn’t help but allow your husband to do as he wishes.

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