#3rd life angst

[angeart]

tiny hmtb writing progress update with more 3rd life angst to throw heedlessly at you <3

Grian’s head is swarmed by apologies, but they’re not Impulse’s—they’re his own, spoken hopelessly and desperately into the oppressive desert heat; an endless chant of I’m sorry, Scar, I’m so sorry. It’s not heard. It falls discarded into blood-soaked sand, and the only available redemption left is for Grian to fall as well. To take himself away from everything he loved—everything he destroyed—and let himself topple. 

[windwardwords]

CHAPTER TWO/LAST CHAPTER I HAVEN’T SLEPT IT’S 6:30 ENJOY IT’S SCAR POV TIME WOO 

[jestroer]

Filling my annual "being ill about 3rd life desert duo" quota

[buggsxp]

get your hands dirty (and rip up the garden)

[applestruda]

Old memories

[stiffyck]

Been thinking too much about 3rd life

[samgatinho]

I’m sorry. I’ll see you again. I think. I hope.

wearing thin by @sparxwrites

[canneddolts]

Do you have any thoughts on freehoun?

[burntolivebread]

I miss 3rd life

[treahollow]

- what we lost -

Life series brainrot is back

and flower husbands are on the mind.

I thought the sketch for this was pretty funny

[abstractr]

can you make them hug?

of course i can

[chemdisaster]

thinking about the parallels between scar and joel and their relationship with loneliness. scar, who loved and lost, time and time again ended up left alone at the end of it all, and eventually made his peace with solitude, to the point where he won and stayed alive in an empty world. joel, who never knew what it was to have someone, was surrounded by nothing but his wolves and was fine staying like that, but who grew and learnt, got burnt because of it, and only cherished the relationships he made all the more. who grew more and more acquainted with what it was to be loved over the seasons, and at the same time grew more and more afraid of being alone.

the man who was never meant to be alone, never knew what it was like to not crave someone at his side, fighting stubbornly before eventually accepting his destiny and finding comfort in the sound of nothing but his own voice. the man who was born wearing his loneliness like a second skin, finding out what it was like to be anything other than what he was and learning to dread the day that the soul-sucking solitude had him once more.

[windwardwords]

Hey! Good morning! (I haven’t slept it’s still morning)

Want some good ol’ 3rd Life Grian Angst? You do? Well here you go! Fresh and still warm! (My laptop is struggling)

Enjoy!

[moss8e]

You know, if you think about it, Scott was the only one out of flower husbands, treebark, and desert duo to not die immediately after his red, Scott had to handle the grief while Martyn and Grian died right afterwards, Martyn wasn't really given time to mourn Ren, and I think Grian didn't allow himself to, before it hit him like a ton of trucks he just fell off the cliff.

[narcissisticpotat0]

Desert duo fan art !!

**warning for blood/violence! It’s the cactus ring again guys 😔

Wanted to mess around a little with texture and stuff this time, i think it’s pretty fun!

[applestruda]

The two remaining

Its ok guys, after this they went and rebuilt the sand castle and lived happily,,