#.block this overhead

[gummi-ships]

Kingdom Hearts 3 - Keyblade Graveyard

[sansloii]

He may not have been looking at first… but he can feel the weight of eyes upon his back all the same. It's not quite as piercing as the other stares he's received over the long years he's been alive, nor does it elicit his typical, quietly displeased exhale. The feeling is heavy, as all eyes are, but the way it settles on him…

Oh, the way it makes him feel is quite familiar.

He couldn't turn to find the owner of said gaze just yet — not wanting to interrupt his present conversation just to look around — but urge was there. In an instant, the words he'd been so very focused on meant… so little in that moment. They were important, yes, but the king found himself wanting the other to hurry their thoughts along and finish their sentence. He needed the conversation to end so he could focus his gaze elsewhere — so he could look.

When their scent eventually reaches him, that urge is made that much worse.

Roderick would be able to pick them out in a crowd even if he lost his sight… and, perhaps, that's exactly what made it so terrible. He knew it was them — knew it was Eleare — but could do very little with this knowledge. The king could turn, find them, and meet their gaze… but that's it. He could not go to them, could not utter their name, he could not touch them, and those three things alone were enough. It made knowing that the inari was close all that more painful for him. The years of longing and yearning that welled up in his chest right then had to be swallowed with the next exhale he gave. He had to focus on the conversation at hand… he could not be selfish, as much as he wanted to be.

— and because he could not be selfish, he's only allowed that chance he sought a moment too late. The being he'd been talking to steps away, pulled into another conversation with another, and Roderick takes that opportunity to look back.

As he suspects, he just barely catches the telltale red of Eleare's tails disappearing into the crowd. He isn't offered the opportunity to stare much longer but… oh, how he misses them.

If not for the looming threat over his head, he'd go after them in a heartbeat.

@sansloii replied to your post:

I'm sorry, Roderick sees Eleare and it's taking all of his self control not to just pick them up and haul them off

They had been talking to Antale and their elder two children when Eleare catches a familiar scent in the air. Even after years and years, the recognition still had their ears pricking upwards immediately. Their pupils dilating, and their posture straightening as they looked around for the source.

When they first lay eyes on Roderick, he has his back turned to them...but the sight is still enough to have their breath catch in their throat.

Oh, how badly they want to run to him. To call for him, reach for him, anything to have his attention on them. As embarrassing as it was, it seemed that time had only served to further stoke their longing and affections toward the feared and illustrious dragon king.

"Eleare..."

There's a large, warm hand on their shoulder-- Antale's-- and they look up at him with a barely there whine. Eyes pleading as if to ask for permission that they didn't dare to grant themself.

"I know...I know. But you've made it this long, haven't you? You'll never forgive yourself if you give in now. C'mon, let's go check on the kits..."

It's begrudging, but they eventually give a small nod. The twins had since noticed Roderick and gone to say hello, and Eleare can't help but be a bit jealous that they're able to approach him so freely. They think to call them back-- unsure of how it might look if their children were around Roderick even if they weren't-- but they stop themself.

One last look is given at the dragon king, before the fox reluctantly turns away...only just missing Roderick's gaze as he noticed them, in turn.

[kenchann]

prologue stuff ww

[tj-crochets]

Hey y'all it's two am and I have a not that weird question for you because there's lightning and I can't do flashing lights so I can't sleep! How do you get blackout curtains on windows that already have those. What's the word. The slats things that go up and down and mostly but not entirely block window light when you want them to? Those! If the window already has those how do you blackout curtains? (are they called blackout curtains? the curtains that completely block light)

[thenormalspot]

sorry guys i just desperately need a villain goodtimeswithscar animatic to the epic version of “feeling good” DO YOU SEE IT DO YOU SEE THE VISION

[despair-tea]

GGST I-No.

Digital, Procreate.

I love her Strive design so much. The big hat gives me life.

[chirpsythismorning]

011 (El), 012 (Will) and the twins being most tied to the red tower can be something so 👀

[hi-note]

uhhhh block this overhead

[luck-of-the-drawings]

(ORIGINAL)

this is OLDER but uhh it was way back when tha meme was goin on n someone went DO THIS WITH LIZZIE n i was like OOUUUGHHH I GOTTA DRAW IT BEFORE ANYONE ELSE and then i did.

[cynicalmusings]

IMAGINE A MASQUERADE BALL WITH XIAO???

…see, you’ve done the very dangerous thing of reminding me of the 100 followers special continuation i was planning that includes xiao and heizou… and a little of my cinderella au with him, too. 

but i need to brainrot about this now.

thing is… we could go down the usual route of fantasy masquerade ball with big fancy chandeliers and a nice ballroom, but i feel like a spin could be put on it to make it more interesting.

namely, cyberpunk; a setting that i think fits xiao very well. (let me generate some ideas for a second…)

maybe this masquerade ball is inspired by old fragments of books and paintings uncovered in the wreckage of historical buildings, and a group of people are trying to resurrect it, just for fun. it’s likely nowhere as grande as the ‘proper’ ones, and takes place in some abandoned warehouse or the basement of a pub. the music is an electronic, bass-y version of some classical pieces, performed by a mini-orchestra of electric classical instruments. there are some asymmetrical make-shift chandeliers welded from old bits of metal hanging from the ceiling, sporting some LED light bulbs. 

people come wearing all sorts of clothing; most try to imitate the gowns and suits worn in the old days but with a spin of cyberpunk, with metal masks and hand gauntlets, while a few wear visors and their typical fashion.

xiao’s mask is no doubt based on his yaksha mask, put together with metal and cogs and some pieces of wood, and there are neon blue lights around the eye sockets, which mirror his original mask’s glowing eyes. the fangs are made of steel and bronze. 

the atmosphere is lively, although the location is quite dark. as they dance, people try to guess who the person behind the mask is. xiao prefers not to know. 

xiao is a really, really good dancer. he meets you in one of the dances, and you’re floored by his dancing. his movements are fluid and graceful, almost like water, and each step and twirl is precise, like he’s been doing this all his life. he’s actually quite courteous while dancing, too; he’s a guy who prefers actions over words, so it’s no wonder that he lets his dancing speak for itself. he finds it so much easier to carefully spin you around than start a conversation, in which he’s certain he would come across as brash.

meanwhile, you try your very best to figure out who this person is, and whether you’ve met him before, but his identity eludes you. you only spend a brief time together before the music changes and you’re both met with new partners, but somehow he still stands out to you the most. 

after the dance, the crowds disperse, and you try and look for him, absentmindedly taking off your mask because the dance is over. for a moment, you catch a glimpse of glowing blue in the crowd, meeting your eyes from behind a familiar metal mask. when you blink, he’s gone, and you don’t find him again afterwards.

(meanwhile, xiao probably just ducked behind some wall or pillar because he was not prepared for you to be so stunning behind that mask and needed a second to gather his thoughts.)

[arashi-no-saxlphone]

I need the good Axl players to stop fucking being so noble and acting like this character is good before I lose my fucking mind. Zato actually got to be top 10 at one point and they never fucking stopped complaining about him why are we pretending that this shit is not completely absurd? (This is not a dig at Zato players I do think it's insane that they shot him that bad and yet nothing has ever happened to fucking Happy Chaos) Why is it ok for every other zoner to to what Axl is doing and ALSO get mixups and pressure and plus frames??? There is a fucking OCEAN of discrepancy between characters here. I am so tired.

[izvmimi]

“radiology residents are uniquely positioned to squirt things up people’s butts”

[damiel-of-real]

undertale fanartists are TOO dependent on drawing frisk using the knife in a no mercy route. be real and canon and draw frisk uppercutting papyrus's head off. like how god intended

[chamerionwrites]

Genuinely nothing has ever made people on this site more suspicious of/threatened by/angry with me than saying that "We should all bully the freaks more" is not some kind of righteous moral stance. Like it's absolutely wild how bent out of shape that gets people.

The strength of the reaction is such that it's obvious people are responding less to what I've said than to whatever it represents to them - clearly something frightening and dangerous. Despite myself I do have sympathy for that kind of outsized Big Feelings Anxiety Reaction, and enough chronic earnestness disease that (up to a point) I am willing to entertain conversations I most likely shouldn't if I think they're important enough, but man. If you actually want that earnest conversation you gotta turn the temperature down like twelve notches, not come skidding into strangers' inboxes wearing your best police interrogator's uniform.

[breadandblankets]

Honestly Barbara is lucky with how corrupt Gotham is, in no other city could they pull permits to do the huge electrical upgrades necessary to support Oracle to a building like the Clock Tower

[sirkoru]