#blackspacelion

[jorgancrath]

last and before the beginning (for when the tired hits but the stream is still going lol)

FIRST — the first two sentences of my current project

Ailith was exhausted. They had just come back from another adventure, and adventure was a very loose term.

BEFORE THE BEGINNING — three sentences (or more) about something that happened before the plot of my current project

The ocean air was blowing her hair around her face and the sunset was nipping at their heels. From where she was sitting on Nema’s boat, Ailith could see Khorrin growing on the horizon. They were almost home. 

She needs a break. They all did really but Ailith, she really really needs a break. Just for a little bit. That’s all she asks for. A couple of days that are quiet, a couple of days to catch her breath, to relax with her partners.

The sun has set as Nema expertly pulls into Khorrin’s docks and Ailith is the first to jump down. The first to get her boots on solid ground again. Sounds of open taverns, laughter and singing reach her ears as she leads the way home. Usually she’d stop for a drink but not today, not right now. It’s late and Ailith had a plan.

[lordshaxx]

@blackspacelion replied to your post: .

gildedskeleton is an Incredible artist t b h

YE i already commissioned smthn from her :3c

[hyliancutiepie]

ghost, skeleton, full moon!

Ghost: Do you get scared easily?

i get startled easily. it’s really easy to sneak up on me cos i can get super absentminded/distracted oops xD. as for things like scary movies i’m more just horrified through suspense. i can’t deal with that shit :/

Skeleton: Have you ever broken a bone?

i haven’t! n i shudder to think of the day i do :/ i get freaked out by the idea of things just… not being the way they were? like a limb bending where it shouldn’t yeah no thanks..

Full Moon: Do you prefer nighttime or daytime?

nighttime! if i wasn’t a functioning member of society (aka: working 9-5) then i’d be up all night n sleeping during the day! 

i suppose this can also translate to: at night im not at work so i’m stoked xD

Halloween Asks!

[tobestik]

anyway my name is sky and tomorrow is my last day in hell and before i go study my eyes out i just wanna say i love everyone and i hope you all had a good day and i wanna give a huge shout out and thank you to @im-no-jedi @jam-n-ham @tinydipper @blackspacelion @aairachnid @asslion @poorpoorpitifulme @zacksfairest @thepetitechiss @intergalacticwanderer @inspector-starfish and @poedamerov for being the sweetest and kindest friends in the world

[fleetwoodmoth]

A long awaited commission for @blackspacelion of his guardian Kat! 

She was wonderful to draw and thank you for you patience hon! 

[silver-handed]

@blackspacelion LISTEN ITS SO DAMN GOOD AND IM HYPED FOR YOU TO SEE IT AND A H H

[therealsymmetra]

//She Calls

The night calls.

Phobos is @blackspacelion‘s Titan!

Sloane has wandered off before, but that was usually during the daylight hours. Never at night. Never from their room in the old farmhouse. Jolder had been the one to wake him, whining and scratching at the makeshift door. Shaxx had rolled over to hiss a warning at the pup, to tell her to quiet, but as his arm hit empty mattress the grogginess that had overtaken him was gone and replaced by white hot panic.

 He had barely wrestled on a sweater and boots before he was out in the dimly lit hallway, moving to one of the bedrooms where he knew Phobos slept. He found the Exo in a hammock that hung in front of one of the big windows, fast asleep and Sloane nowhere in sight. He quietly stepped his way over sleeping refugees, most of them being either workers on the Farm or their family members.

           “Phobos,” Shaxx’s voice was harsh but quiet, not wanting to startle him or the other sleeping parties in the room.

           “Wha- who… Shaxx?” The Titan’s voice was rough with sleep, his vocal box not used to being booted up so suddenly.

           “Have you seen Sloane?” Shaxx asked, seeing as the realization of the situation set in over his face plates as he sat up as best he could.

           “No, no. Why?”

           “She’s missing,” Shaxx turned, already heading towards the door in which Jolder stood, silhouetted from the soft light of the hallway.

           He returned to his room, grabbing a rifle from the corner and a lantern before he stepped back out into the hallway, Phobos shoving his feet in a pair of worn out boots.

           “Where was she last?” He asked, still sounding as if he were half asleep.

           “In bed, sleeping. Didn’t even hear her get up,” he knew he didn’t mask the self-resentment well, but at this point he didn’t really care.

           Shaxx trudged out into the cool night air, Jolder already leading the trio as she headed for the tree line. He picked up his pace, trotting after her as she sniffed at the air then the earth. How hard was he sleeping that he didn’t feel her move? She was small, yes, but he still should have felt something. It wasn’t long before they hit a trail that lead deeper into the forest, from his knowledge of how the Farm worked it was a hunting trail, not something used by those guiding refugees. The night was terribly dark, the only light coming from the stars which while they shone brightly they weren’t at all decent enough to be guided by.

           “Why would she wander off?” Phobos called from behind.

           “She’s not—she’s been having trouble sleeping, not thinking clearly,” Shaxx offered, not in the mood to discuss her waning grip on reality, of the countless nights he had been woken up by her confused or frightened cries as she grappled with shadows he couldn’t see. But Phobos knew this, he knew, to some extent, how hard losing the Light was on Sloane’s ability to fight off the Darkness and SIVA. Buddy tried to help, but there wasn’t much he could do.

           Jolder who had been keeping a steady pace ahead of them stopped abruptly, Shaxx halting only to feel Phobos run into his back. She stared into the darkness, ears up, head bobbing slightly like she was watching something. He could hear her sniff the air before taking off, her bark echoing through the trees as Shaxx ran after her. They shuffled down a slope before dashing through a low stream when Shaxx was hit with the familiar signal of Void. It felt like a cold from an unidentifiable source, like the heat was literally sucked from the air around it, on top of that he could hear the hum it created, like Vera’s Shadow Bow when fired. He squinted into the darkness before stopping, grabbing for Jolder as his eyes caught sight of a Void tether. It couldn’t be… No. He put a hand up to stop Phobos as he slowly rounded a tree and without Jolder’s bark he could hear it. It was low, but an audible sob was choked out into the night, Shaxx’s heart jumping into his throat as he searched for its source. All he had to do was follow the tether.

           “Sloane,” he dropped the rifle to his side, allowing Jolder to go free from his grip as he scrambled to her side.

           She sat at the base of a tree, dressed in nothing but one of his undershirts, her fingers trying desperately to free her ankle from a Void tether, so much so that they had started to bleed. Her leg wasn’t doing much better, the Void energy having burnt and seeped into her skin turning it a deep bruised blue black color, where the ties themselves laid the skin had also broken and blood had started to soak down her foot.

           “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” she sobbed, not meeting his eye as he knelt beside her.

           “What happened Little Nova?” He asked, hands hovering over her, trying to find some way to free her.

           “I heard her, I did, but she attacked me. I don’t know why she attacked me,” Sloane sobbed, wiping her hand over her face only to smear blood across it.

           She must have been working at it for a while, seeing as the Void energy used to tether her had weakened, but with only one arm to try and free herself it would have been nearly impossible.

           “I’ve got it,” Phobos called and a few moments later the tether released, evaporating into the night and leaving Sloane to hiss as the cold air stung the wounds.

           Shaxx ripped a piece of fabric free of his shirt before wrapping her ankle as best he could, glancing up at Buddy who hovered just over her shoulder.

           “She stepped on a tripwire. I think it was meant for animals,” he said weakly.

           Shaxx gave a single nod before pressing his hands to her cheeks, bringing her face up to look at him. She stared, bright golden eyes searching his face like she was trying to place him amongst the darkness.

           “Let’s go home,” he said and for a moment she hesitated, pulling away from his touch to search for something more.

           “But… I heard her…” She said quietly.

           “She wants you to come home with me, so that we can take care of your leg,” he said gently.

           It took her another few seconds before she looked back at him, giving a nod as he moved to scoop her up off the ground. She didn’t resist, instead she nestled against him, sighing against his neck as he tried to make her comfortable and soon she had drifted back off to sleep.

           “What does she mean?” Phobos asked as they navigated their way back towards the Farm.

           “Vera.”

[silver-handed]

@blackspacelion

a friend of mine once said “the bb in BB-8 stands for Bad Bitch” and I think about that every day

[jorgancrath]

8 OC Facts: Eight

Tagged by @gildedskeleton! Thank you!!

Please post these rules!

Post 8 facts about your character!

Tag 8 other characters, list their names and their creators!

Tag-backs are fine!

Tagging: Imar for @mysticdragon867, Vera for @tagyourjakku, Magpie for @gildedskeleton, Phobos for @blackspacelion (I don’t know eight people)

1. Learned to skateboard to run drugs for a gang in New York. It was dangerous and he had some close calls with the police but it got him out of his house, which he wanted.

2. Found a stray Malinois pup about a month before Joker picked him up for the Hounds. Eight named him Cerberus and they may have had some influence with the unofficial official naming of the Hounds of Hell. Before that the group was officially know on paper as Project Black.

3. Taught all the Hounds how to skateboard on their down time. The others found it helpful and fun. Joker thought it was good team-bonding.

4. Prefers to fight with knives rather then guns. It’s more up close and personal, he knows his target is dead after stabbing/slicing them. Does carry a hand cannon at the insistence of Ace and Joker.

5. He wears Celestial Nighthawk (with a white shader) because it gives him one shot with the flaming pistol, so he can go back to fighting with his knives.

6. Speaking of, after fighting he wipes off his knives on the bottom of his white cloak. It is very much stained from all the enemies blood and goop throughout the years.

7. Is always warm because of being a Gunslinger. He likes being a human space heater for Ace and Nobody.

8. Loves dogs so so much. Will stop to pet a dog, will point out dogs to whoever he’s with. The boy loves dogs and misses Cerberus when he remembers his pup.

[fleetwoodmoth]

@blackspacelion

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Herding cats.

[fleetwoodmoth]

tagged by @egosumdivina to list my 10 favorite female characters from 10 different fandoms h e r e we g o 

1. Sombra (Overwatch)

2. Ms. Marvel (Kamala Khan) (Marvel)

3. Ikora Rey (Destiny)

4. Wonder Woman (DC)

5. Professor McGonagall (Harry Potter)

6. Cassandra Pentaghast (DA)

7. Nadia (The Arcana Game)

8. Nani (Disney?)

9. Annie Bonnie (Assassin’s Creed)

10.  Brigid Tenenbaum (Bioshock)

I tag @tagyourjakku @jorgancrath @autobotbara @blackspacelion @rolofunk @mysticdragon867

[silver-handed]

@blackspacelion P L E A S E THERE IS SO MUCH I WANNA TALK ABOUT THERE IS SO MUCH G O O D AHHHHH

[fleetwoodmoth]

@tagyourjakku @blackspacelion

[therealsymmetra]

@blackspacelion I love my Iron Lord dad

[glitchpaladin]

patron saint of person of interest

DOUBLE BLESS

[jorgancrath]

The Rule:  Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic/original/anything!) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.

@egosumdivina tagged me!

Ace still holds him close.

tagging @gildedskeleton @tagyourjakku @blackspacelion @mysticdragon867 and uhhhh i dont have one more!