#( musing : Silas. )
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WIP - Gluskin and Renfield.
#sketch#wip#outlast#outlast whistleblower#eddie gluskin#renfield#dracula 1931#they're getting the silas treatment#and by silas treatment#imean using them as my muse for my art studies
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muse - silas , ski lodge attendant , he / him . plot - plot inspo in source ! but basically a love affair between the two , your muse always sneaks away to silas when they're having issues with their partner . open to - f/nb , 23 +
"want me to make you forget all about it?" silas asked, pulling the other close to his chest. it was silent for a moment before he cupped their cheek, leaning down closer so their faces were just inches apart. "you know you deserve better than that."
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In a perfect world I think I would like to see Silas running a pretentious magical book shop in Waterdeep one day. He deals with really old tomes, cursed objects and other arcane things. He has big comfy armchairs in his study and he definitely has a cat.
#Maybe Viktor is there with him too#and the horrors of Barovia are behind him#curse of strahd#dnd#silas#silas shaw#I've been musing alot about Silas lately#his absent famous wizard father and his strange controlling mother#I might write or draw something more about his past soon
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oh Horsemann, my Horsemann
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arón piper via instagram
#aron piper#aronpiperedit#apiperedit#fcedit*#gifset*#*#face claim (aron piper)#face claim (all)#phoenix (all)#phoenix (visage)#harley (all)#harley (visage)#silas (visage)#silas (all)#harley & nurys (all)#harley & nurys (musings)#(k tag)#phoenix & vera (all)#phoenix & vera (musings)#(bellamy tag)
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Shira Bardot and Silas Addams
“I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.” @ritualove
- Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
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thinking about silas' strength being a scary revelation to some despite the clear evidence of it and kicking my feet actually. big, formidable guy with logs for arms, of course it's not far-fetched to say he'd win in a fight, but who's ever witnessed that strength at play in any memorable circumstance? pretty easy to forget it's there with a personality like that so folks don't fathom being scared. til he loses his key and breaks the metal lock or bends the doorframe of his hut with such casual strength that it inevitably suggests a human skull would yield like butter under his hands
#𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐗 ‒ silas ║ MUSINGS#the funny thing is he'd never use that much force with actual people#so really the only measure of what he's capable of is when he just casually does something unhinged#like unbend a crooked blade or break the cutting board trying to flatten meat#and you're inevitably forced to wonder what would've happened if that were bone
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i need everyone to know that silas ( well, all of my muses as matter of fact but silas is the loudest right now ) can & will throw down for the people he cares about . no questions asked .
#( silas headcanon. )#/ like ofc all of my muses will be silas is just#/ different. he is different. his moral compass goes out the window if you hurt the people he's claimed as his friends or family <3
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Ragnar Landvik, 22 años físicamente, semi dios y gobernante del reino de hielo, montañas y auroras boreales, omega.
Han Jongsu, 22 años, estudiante de fotografía. stay away from him, please (verse humano)
#lo vuelvo agregar pero con su forma de semi diositos antes que me olvide(?)#( dialogue: han jongsu )#( visage: han jongsu )#( dialogue: ragnar landvik )#( visage: ragnar landvik )#( one more light: muses )#cuando se me ocurra la esencia la meto. para eso debo pelearme con mis tres neuronas(?)#tengo que hacer lo mismo con silas pero eso lo verá mi yo de mañana(?)#alexa play into the unknown (?)
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if I may ask, what is the significance of death to you, Silas?
Death is the only possible end for us and in vain people try to avoid this thought. After all, only the existence of the end gives meaning to the path. But I understand this fear, because a person is afraid of everything that is beyond his control and unknown. And death is the most unknown topic for us.
And yet it is this mystique that attracts me. Its peace. Its supernaturalness. . .
Perhaps because the one who does not control life is not particularly afraid of repeating this in death. On the contrary, you have control at least in something, even if it is a choice between states. No one can decide to live forever, but at least they can decide when to die.
And this thought covers me like a wave when I fall into despondency too deeply. I pray to God for deliverance. But at the same time, about forgiveness.
The time has not come yet. No one is waiting for me there. Will He get angry if I want to join? What kind of fate can a sinner have? I should be ashamed to even think about it.
I don't have to do this. And I can't afford it.
I still have a responsibility here. I need to take care of the company, complete the observatory on the manor, check how the horses are feeling today. . . I may not be of much use, but I'm trying to improve life for Zepheniah and the boys. After all, will anyone else bless them? Would anyone be sincere in their concern for them?
And as long as something comes out of it, there is some sense to continue everything. And after completing the work, I can do something that brings pleasure to me. That's the whole life.
I have no other meanings.
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━━ 🧿️️┊IMGONNAGETYOUBACK – TAYLOR SWIFT.
i can feel it coming, humming in the way you move / push the reset button, we're becomin' something new / say you got somebody, i'll say i got someone too / even if it's handcuffed, i'm leavin' here with you / bygones will be bygone, eras fadin' into gray / we broke all the pieces, but still wanna play the game / told my friends i hate you, but i love you just the same / pick your poison, babe, i'm poison either way / whether i'm gonna be your wife or / gonna smash up your bike, i haven't decided yet / but i'm gonna get you back.
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silas blackwell. 304 years old. a vampire who has seen too much in his short(ish) time on earth.
setting : you hear a knock at your door and there is silas , waiting to be invited in.
open to all genders ( any for romantic .ᐟ )
he waits a moment after knocking on their door before he leans against it. his eyes take on a soft , innocent expression as they open the door. ❝ aren't you going to invite me in ? ❞ he asks , his lips pouting.
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Vigil's Keep, Amaranthine - 9:32 Dragon
[@deadlynightshcde - "Silas Amell"]
It was a warmer day - hot even. The end of Ferventis brought summer with it to Ferelden. There was a slow growing buzz of activity within the fortress walls as the people - caretakers, men at arms, and servants all - trickled back in from Amaranthine after fleeing the darkspawn ambush that had killed off the garrison of Wardens within the walls.
Inside, a harried young page boy burst into the room, come from the parapets, and skidded to a halt in front of Silas.
"M..my lo... Ar... Commander, Sir... The Lady Amell is he--"
He did not get to finish his sentence before the large doors at the end of the hall swung open, and Elissa strode inside. Her steps were hurried, her belly heavy with their child, and her eyes widened with relief and filled with tears when she saw her husband alive and well.
"Silas!"
#world state: non warden au#verse: threads of destiny#deadlynightshcde#muse: silas amell#tw pregnancy#sooo hard to keep this one on the shorter side lol#my need to exposit buuuuuuurns within my souuuuul
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@seilas asked: you can't get rid of me that easily. / for bonnie bennett.
bb. their relationship was purely something that comes from his imagination. even though, she has to admit that sometimes, she do side with him when it comes to roast either damon or enzo, when he is around, there' is always 's something that bugs her . it's in his aura, which is as black as his soul his. leaning back in her chair, a sardonic smirk playing on her lips, she couldn't help herself but said, in a tone dripping with sarcasm, " oh, silas, how could i ever forget? you're like that persistent itch that just won't go away, no matter how much scratching i do. " she paused, letting her words sink in befobe continuing, " you're like the guest who overstays their welcome, lingering long after the party's ended. i've tried everything from polite hints to outright eviction notices, but here you are, still hanging around like a stubborn shadow. " maybe the banter should never stop? that's how he talk to them all the time, why shouldn't she do the same and show him a bit of his own medecine?
#seilas#muse. : bonnie bennett.#answered. / ( writings. )#dyn. : silas. / ( seilas. )#him : tourmenting her#her: tourmenting back
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Things Silas has done in canon that carry over into Judas' verse:
-created a legitimate death ray that never got sent into orbit (Project Damocles). got dishonourably discharged from the military; probably for the death ray (he seems very upset about this)
-vivisected a sentient individual while ensuring they were numb so they could watch themselves be picked apart without screaming
-kidnapped a mother to lure out her son, willing to sacrificing both for the body of the kid's robot companion. when this failed he:
-swarmed a high school with MECH operatives, offering to spare the kids' lives if the boy from the above incident were surrendered to them (comic canon). coincidentally, got kicked directly in the nuts by said boy during this attack
-designed and created the basis of a human-made cybertronian frame (the beginning of Project Chimera)
Things Silas has done in canon that do NOT carry over for Judas' verse:
-finished Project Chimera (Nemesis Prime)
-gotten gravely injured via Project Chimera
-had the surviving and salvageable bits of his body transplanted into the corpse of a decepticon. something he was over the moon about. genuinely, he was happy about this. so happy that he:
-murdered every member of MECH that saved him so he could become a 'god' by joining the decepticons
-failed in his attempts to impress the 'gods' and became a tortured plaything for the decepticon medic (it should be noted the cybertronian corpse silas was in belonged to this medic's assistant)
-died
#spoilers for transfomers prime#i mean it's 14 years old but just in case XD#we're having feelings about Silas tonight#my first muse~#absolute bastard of a man#at the base#bossman#general information
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Resting bitch face: Angel, Sally, Danny, Vanya
Resting smiling face: Nik, Avita, Silas, Lumen
Resting sad face: Danny
Resting mannequin face: Connie
#is this anything?#(deep sigh) tell me which category your muse falls into#it's 5 am i refuse to explain myself#i'm only half taking this seriously#anyway they're pretty distinct from each other ig#like silas' resting face can be so friendly meanwhile lumen sometimes vibes with her mouth hung open like a stalking crocodile#avita's serene. nik's is more of a smirk#then there's angel who looks like someone out there is disappointing him in perpetuity. sally's more of a scowler.#and vanya's got the snooty nose in the air better than thou stance on tap#danny hits either 'deeply concerned' or 'kicked puppy'. with the whiplash ping-ponging of a metronome at times#and connie's just connie :) weird smooth angles#i really come back post utter trite bullshit and then dip huh#MUSINGS.
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