#Praise Sol

[zakhartong-root]

- Praise Sol -

Miss this little freak. Been itching to rewatch this show and annoyed I can't, so decided to draw something from it to feel something! Praise Sol.

[hematophagys]

really like thjat one revelator illustration whjere jacko is jusr climbing all over sol... so real

[undermine-the-instinct]

GUYS I cant handle this

[mikealys-ael]

I'm once again back to be an annoyance to Sol' in the chapter 15 of "Ghost In the Machine" of @venomous-qwille

no no no no─

Too late, chéri. It's already on the fridge for prosperity forever, no backsies~

+ a little bonus I didn't know how to incorporate without making a whole new page of my brat (playfully) teasing Sol'

[lastofthe20thcenturygirls]

it was a mistake thinking even one teenage boy can be sensible

[knightscanfeeltoo]

Me, still cannot Find Guilty Gear Strive in Any Stores:

(and regret not preordering the game...)

[notyourmoon4528]

Oh my moons

This took me forever

I regret nothing

But at some point Osha takes over Mae's role 😂 cause I didn't have enough videos of Mae killing 😞

So its

Qimir- 👑( Queen of hearts)

Mae -❤️(Red)

Sol- 👠(Cinderella)

Osha- 🗡️/❤️ (Chole/Red)

I actually like how it came out 🤣

Sol is Cinderella, change my mind.

Somehow I reached 30 tags . . .

Help

[crestedpalls]

Time that flows again, that is my gift to you:

She saw him on an advertisement again. Sol was a little sick of seeing his face plastered everywhere, but that wasn't like her. She wasn't a bitter person. She had never been bitter when witnessing another's happiness; she had cried happy tears at Hyunju's wedding, witnessing just how elated her friend was, even if she couldn't quite understand why Im Geum evoked those feelings in her. Im Sol was, in fact, the biggest advocate for grasping your happiness and not letting go. But something about seeing how out of reach Sunjae was in this timeline, with no memories connecting them and no love lost between them, made her not want to see his face.

To be honest, it was more than a little painful for her. This version of her beloved was never her high-school sweetheart, never her college boyfriend, nor was she his unforgettable first love. He was truly a stranger in every sense. She made sure he stayed one. But this was also the face of the man who had held her, confessing he loved her enough to shoulder their fate, the man who wrote a song to express his strong feelings for her���a song that only exists in her memories now. He was the same man who had made her want to live to see another day. He was Ryu Sunjae, but he was not *her* Sunjae.

The plaza buzzed with life around her. Children laughed, street vendors called out, and the faint scent of roasted chestnuts wafted through the air. Yet, Sol stood frozen, her eyes locked on the poster. This Ryu Sunjae did not remember how he used to say her name dripping with tenderness. He did not recall how fond he was of holding her face in his large hands. And to be honest, after fifteen years, Sol found herself forgetting these sensations too. The thought of forgetting terrified her; if she didn’t keep her Sunjae alive in her memories, then he would truly cease to exist. Sol took a shuddering breath at the thought and stood rooted in the plaza, gazing at the advertisement with large, moist eyes.

Sol forced her rooted legs to walk past it. past *him*. With every passing day, a little piece of him disappeared from her memories, and if she didn’t remember him, did his kisses and caresses ever happen? Did his promises and love ever exist? Sol shook her head with a self-deprecating smile. Of course they did not. How selfish of her to want traces of their love to remain when theirs was an ill fate. Should they get involved together, nothing good would follow. Sol resigned herself to this and waited patiently as she reached the crossing. When the light turned green, she would cross to the other side and leave these emotions and complications to deal with another day. She had a job to get through, and remembering an unattainable love would not help her turn in her proposal in time for the meeting.

The crossing light blinked green, and Sol stepped forward, feeling the weight of her emotions with each step. The world continued around her, indifferent to her silent struggle. She glanced back one last time, a silent promise to herself that she would face these memories again, but not today. Today, she had to move forward, one step at a time, even if it killed her inside to do so.

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My first time writing anything for a pairing but I had to to do something because LOVELY RUNNER WAS THE ONLY THING I COULD THINK ABOUT ALL DAY OKAY??? 😭😭😭😭😭

[theairc0nditionednightmare]

album of the year and sol invictus deserve so much more love than they get. if you haven't, then relisiten (or listen) to those albums and you'll see that they deserve as much love as angel dust and king for a day.

[jokerx-art]

Ke's friends/bodyguards, assigned by someone named Emil who they trust more than anyone

abandoned as very young children and taken in by Ke's "parents" to be used for human experiments. their current appearance is a result of all that

Ke trusts them, even with her lost memories of them all in their youth

[archivestarlyht]

'no one in this fucking city is normal . png'

[yoongisjuicebox]

I love Nate so much. Like I said in a previous post I cannot praise him enough.

He's so sweet, intelligent as hell, philosophical (which is such an interesting thing to be. It's kinda badass), so caring and gentle. And most of all LOVING

This is a Nate Hardy (Sol Hardy) appreciation post.

I really hope he collabs with Sam and Colby again.

I love you Nate!!

[eagle-longing-for-rostau]

[laptopcius]

FINALLY we got cg, on which Glashtyn looks like himself 😍

[sonicprim3d]

It seems religious importance is not uncommon for them, hm?

[iwrestledavongonce]

NGL, naming a refugee ship “Bria Tharen” is one of the most respectful nods I ever did to a fandom.

Also “Maybe I’ll let Yuichiro casually drop the possibility of donations for his party and then happily observe how much my father degrades himself to schmooze that rapscallion wasting his time at the shrine of his late wife’s father.” is one of the best sentences I ever wrote for Rei.