#all masked and fake but!

[kuronekoartsblog]

Another day, another fake variant cover :)

I wish I’d been able to finish this just in time for her birthday but adult responsibilities called 🫠

Anyway! I’m really satisfied with the end result. I’ve been putting myself more out there with backgrounds and for once they actually turn out how I imagined them in my head

[witchcraftandburialdirt]

"Do you think he remembers them?" "It bothers him more than his arrogance will let him admit." - Kindred

── 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ── LEAGUE VERSE

Death's whisper breathed across the shell of his ear while the mage followed his trail back home, if one could possibly ever label that decrepit hut a home - what warmth did it have to compare? It was not the first tme he had heard the otherworldly chitters of Death, they seemed to loom within his shadow only to mock him; and now ... now they had mentioned the blight that rained upon his existence. Four corpses filled his vision, each one shoulder by shoulder on his path - their pallid eyes marbles that sunk into the inner recesses of their rotting faces, maws wide and dripping with death spit. A low groan sounded from the girl, her nightgown's collar was stained with blood, the skin lay under the curve of her finger nails. She regarded him lifelessly, but the mage kept his head low and passed through their visage - each boot print following the same pattern he did day in and day out.

An ache nested deep within his chest, it curled through his ribs and coiled around his stagnent heart - why did he ever stop his research? The weepy brine pool of his mind was swept into the various trials and errors he had attempted throughout the years; so it was always those two who stopped his efforts. A primordial entity had soiled his attempts to return the souls to the bodies - to ... new bodies, perhaps, the revelation caused the once chilled pit in his chest to ignite into a quiet rage.

Boy. Get out of your own head.

A memory crawled forward, inviting and coaxing - something his mind and soul seemed to yearn for more than anything within the mortal world.

"...Did you have a nightmare?" The beat of silence between them was enough of an answer, along with the pillows strewn about the floor and the violent nature in which the bedsheets laid. Robin knew that his sudden timidness was a dead giveaway of the way his heartbeat was racing in the caverns of his chest. The taller man knelt down after he placed the candle holder onto Robin's nightstand, and began to pluck up the pillows to place them back onto the bed, his movements were smooth - alluring even - but that didn't much matter when Robin's mind was burning with the visage of his agony. The man did not speak, after all that would be rude since he had asked the question and Robin had yet to actually answer. He would eventually; he always did. Once the room had been straightened out, Robin's quivering lips stilled just enough to utter a brief description - it was a quiet horror filled with regret and guilt. "T-They--they were standing there..in the..in the doorway. Their…their mouths were open like that day." "Mmm…I see, well, I can guarantee it is only you and I here." The sweet and husky voice of the demon echoed in the space around them, a Piltovan apartment back in his days at the academy, its tone a promise of protection - of safety. The man sat himself slowly on the edge of Robin's bed, his silhouette somehow taking up the full expense of the student's eyes. His verdant gaze trailed from the blurred trim of his blankets to meet the man's glowing gaze, his iris painted the color of blood; it was calming to Robin. The visage began to reach out to him, the motion causing Robin to jolt with hackles raised despite the gentle way the man adjusted Robin's comforter around his shoulders, voice soft, "…You're trembling."

A low rumbling growl lifted him from his memories once more, of course he remembered them - they were everything to him. Siblings. Mother. Father. ... Him. The mage forced himself forward once again, each step heavier and heavier into the mud; he felt as though he was sinking into it. Loneliness gripped him, how could he ever forget to mourn and beg in desperation for those he had lost? The wintry gleam of his hair expanded into ribbons and rays of sunlight sweeping across him; bursting flowers along the frame and the excited bleating of the two deer. He wondered if they, too, would join the others in his guilt once time claimed them.

[ferngle]

Pyro :]]]]

also me. sense i was hiding in the corner the whole time

[opikiquu]

i just draw anything with these three at this point

[quiveringdeer]

I KNEW IT!!!!!

[wiihtigo]

these frauds

[thedeadthree]

THE SUN ON YOUR FACE ON YOUR SHOULDERS ITS GOLDEN MOUTH WHISPERING (SO IT SEEMS) YOU! YOU! YOU! — 𝐂𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐀 𝐕𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑. 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑟. (x)

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[thesaintofnevergettingitright]

Wait. Hold on. I just finished my second watch of season two and I have a theory…

I think Aziraphale knew he fucked up before he ever got on that elevator.

HEAR ME OUT!

I think the moment that he heard that his big project would be the Second Coming, he instantly realized Crowley was right. As soon as the Metatron mentions the Second Coming, Aziraphale looks directly to Crowley with what I think is very-well-concealed panic. I don’t think that was a wistful gaze at what-might’ve-been. I think that was an instinctive entreaty for help from the person he trusts most in the world, followed by the immediate realization that he can’t ask for Crowley for help without letting the Metatron know something’s wrong.

Because Aziraphale KNOWS that the Second Coming is just a different flavor of Armageddon, it’s literally the rapture. There’s no planet where our boy has changed so much that he’d be willing to bring about the end of humanity, and the fact that he didn’t object to the idea instantly is important. To me, it means that Aziraphale must’ve made a split-second decision to play along. He didn’t have time to tell Crowley what was wrong, and even if he could’ve, he didn’t have enough information to put a stop to it.

Basically, I think that in the moments after the Metatron mentioned the Second Coming Aziraphale realized several things in quick succession

Crowley was right.

He and Crowley were going to have to save the world again.

If they were going to stop another apocalypse, they needed to know what they were up against.

The only way to know was to have a man on the inside.

There wasn’t time to tell Crowley any of it.

Now the question is, how does Aziraphale let Crowley know what’s going on?? Because he can’t stop Armageddon 2 (Electric Bugaloo) by himself.

[pcktknife]

the gala gear is so cute too bad all we wear in this game is streetwear 💀

[foxgloveinspace]

People jumping ship cause of the new masks is very ahhhh. Telling. Tbh.

[nohara-rin-dot-mp3]

imo every single member of team minato could be placed in the "standing alone in your kitchen with all the lights off cuz you couldnt be bothered to turn them on face illuminated by the microwave as you half warm up a terrible meal you're going to be eating over the sink" scenario. because they all are pathetic.

[handkinkbis]

Girls. Ladies.

I promise you that however much men will gaslight and even insult you to your face about it (ironically proving what they were previously denying) misogyny among men has gotten much worse and much more acceptable. They're boycotting female fictional characters for fuck's sakes. They deny any research proving as much as "leftist/feminist propaganda". SISTER.

The misogynistic MRA are winning them over. Would you like to smell the roses now or after years of oppressive legislature?

[visgae]

Am I the only one who gets genuinely depressed at the thought of Christmas time but not in a family anxiety way? I just don't like the idea of forced joy and nostalgia for the sole purpose of selling shit that people don't need

[sssusuki]

Completely unrelated to anything I have ever said or reblogged but I genuinely love the way they handled Fontaine. While some things could've been made even better, the way they handled this was so good. The fact Arlecchino was a genuine threat and Furina actually fooled EVERYBODY (including me) about her true nature is fantastic. While I know Genshin is a game that makes good looking characters for the specific factor of revenue, this fits in Furina so well and also her struggles. 500 years of fooling everybody and the only thing separating her from the common folk was she was unable to die of old age or age at all. Like, that implies she has had to work to look like a god. To act like one and fool everybody is already hard, but taking into account that Furina has to upkeep her appearance while not only stressing over the prophecy and helping her people? She had it rough. She was a genius through and through to the very end that even now people are downplaying her smarts. Not only did she have to do all of this, but also the fact she had to regularly participate in trials and oversaw all of them? This means even more research and studying into her already packed schedule and the fact she can perfect her appearance so flawlessly despite all this stress is absolutely impressive. Truly shows her hard work. It really payed off. Anyways, Fontaine in general was such a good patch and definitely a refresher from what was previous.

When Genshin first came out and they released the trailer for all the nations and Masquerade of the Guilty showed up, I was so excited for that one because it made me imagine something similar to Piltover and Zaun with Rococo fashion inspirations. Ruffles and roses alongside gears and machinations and overall a very dark premise with oil and golden lights and very much French revolution viva la revolution kinda pizzazz. Of course it's not what we got but I still love both ideas. Also, I remember seeing an idea where Furina wasn't suppose to be the Hydro Archon and she was the youngest of three and the middle became what was the giant god killing machine we see at the end. Anyways, I had a lot of ideas and honestly? Both are great and I loved how they handled Fontaine, and especially their women in the cast because we haven't seen such good handling previously.

I love how they made Clorinde a very head strong person that can keep up with Wriothesley of all people and of course Arlecchino who does bad things for the sake of her nation (and also has questionable morality because of her while child soldier business but yeah). I could go on a whole talk about Clorinde because I really like how they handled her character and also the fact she is genuinely serious about the ongoings of her nation and not someone who just cares because it makes them look good morally.

Navia I was expecting to be a bit more noble in etiquette and kind of somebody who bit off more they could chew with trying to find out who murdered her father and it's kind of her coming to a realization and growing as a person but I like how they took her character as well. How I imagined her character was someone who was sheltered and had that bubble break when their father was murdered and despite her people's wishes decided to try and figure it out. It would make sense then why she would need help figuring it out because she doesn't have experience. Sure, she has good etiquette and knows her way around society but she has never dealt with this. This would lead to scenarios where the MC/Clorinde would help her with the case and getting closer while she helps them work around high society so they can achieve their goal. It'd end with Navia coming to a realization how naive she has been while talking with Clorinde because she blames her for his death. Anyways, Navia is super cool and I'd love to see them use Navia's upperclassmen status more because that can be so funny and also sosososo stressful. Especially in a place based off of France where the fashion changed every month or so and you had to play hot potato with your words.

Also, Lyney and Lynette were such good starts with the Fontaine story. They were introductions. Bright and beautifully talented people with a very dark heart beneath. I would've liked them to be more morally ambiguous because that would've been so cool and also bad moral intrigue to the story instead of definite evil vs good but I understand why they went that route. Anyways, I would've loved to see them develop Lynette and Freminet more as children part of the House of the Hearth as well as more lore on House of the Hearth in general because Arlecchino is very suspicious with her morality right now with it and I am loving it.

Neuvillette is probably among my favorite characters because Hoyoverse actually made a strong male character who is allowed to be vulnerable and emotional?? Woah. Anyways, Neuvillette is such a good character and the way they handled him is phenomenal. I would not change anything. Actually, I'd like to see him cry more in the story it's great.

Wriothesley is certainly interesting! I was totally expecting him to take a more antagonistic role in the prison but he didn't. I would've loved to see him be more against the traveller and people above (Like Navia or Neuvillette for instance) to show that class gap because France and Fontaine both have those, do not @ me. Anyways, I would've loved to see Wriothesley go more in depth on the class divide in Fontaine as well as how prisoners are treated down there as well. However, he was definitely a good character and I enjoyed how he bounced off of Clorinde like colleagues.

I could go on on on and on but I will NOT and save it for ANOTHER DAY

[slasherflicks999]

……………..who was gonna tell me the BEN drowned arg was gonna make me weirdly emotional huh

[mars-ipan]

i love mafuyu so much but also she makes my own identity issues flare up