#blaunt

[trappezoider]

I forgot to post this before :D

[waywardprintmaker]

[abidolly]

Sapphic Blaunt (aka Phineas Black and the father of Ominis Gaunt). Because drama runs in the family—and so does fabulous hair.

[kis00kis]

[eleniaelres]

Avaric Gaunt

(Ominis Gaunt's Father)

"My father is friends with the Headmaster and I'm not afraid to exploit that connection if I need to."

Their friendship:

(Neo -> Phineas Nigellus Black)

For more Blaunt, check this Ao3 collection 🥰

[the-invisibility-bloke]

Trick or Treat!!!!!😃😃😃

Happy Halloween!!!!!!!

Happy Halloween! :D Hmm... a bit of Sebinis? In a series of hijinks, the last one ended with Ominis kissing Garreth as a diversion. Now they're trying to break into the headmaster's office...

“I have a plan," Ominis says. “...You’re not going to snog him, too, are you?” “Merlin, no. According to family rumours, he had an affair with my father at our age. How terribly awkward would that be?” “I’m thrilled that’s the only thing stopping you.” “On the other hand, Father and I are said to share a strong resemblance, so perhaps it’s not the worst idea...” “I’m going to pretend this conversation never happened.” “I’ll remind you once a year.” “Fantastic. Are all the men in your family inverts?” Ominis sighs. “For the last time, Sebastian, Marvolo is married.” “So is your father. And Black, for that matter.” “If you shag my brother, I’ll kill you. How’s that?” “Oddly possessive, actually.” Sebastian sighs wistfully. “But what a way to go.”

[tabithasmashkittymoonblossom]

So last night I slipped into a rabbit hole.

AI generated images of Blaunt (Ominis' father and Phineas Black)

The Gaunt/Black pairing at different points in their life.

[mirdeli]

18??? :D

Thank you for asking! 🩷

18. What's a fic you would love to write, but probably never will?

I hate to say never, hmmm. I guess fic about Blaunt? I would love to get in there, but I feel I can't understand the characters (well mostly Ava) in deep enough level to actually write them... :(

[cvnt4him]

LICK ME, TEASE ME, TOUCH ME, PLEASE ME, SEX ME, BLESS ME, CARESS ME, WANT ME, IM ON IT... IM SHOWIN IT 😩

LICK ME, TEASE ME, TOUCH ME NOW, PLEASE ME SEX ME, BLESS ME, LOVE AND CARESS ME I WANT IT, I'M ON IT, IT'S GOOD AND I'M SHOWIN' IT YOUR BITCH, SHE KEEP TEXTIN', THAT HO, SHE BE BLAUNTED BABY, IF YOU GIVE IT TO ME, I'LL GIVE IT TO YOU I KNOW WHAT YOU WANT, YOU KNOW I WANT IT BABY, IF YOU FUCKIN' WITH ME, I'M FUCKIN' WITH YOU AS LONG AS YOU WANT, YOU KNOW I WANT YOU GIVE IT TO ME GIVE IT TO ME GIVE IT TO ME GIVE IT, GIVE IT, G-GIVE IT TO ME

[scribe-of-stories]

Character Song Tag Game

I was tagged by the wonderful @sunset-a-story to participate in this, and in fact the character I am writing about has already been pre-determined.

no pressure tagging: @midnightsooty @verba-writing and @friggjarson

Rules: Choose a character and give a list of songs that fit/describe them.

My pre-determined character would have to be (as Sunset a story calls him) S.J.. He's my Mind Mage for the Mage the Awakening game that I am currently playing; he mainly goes by his shadow name Firman Blaunt. Most of the tracks that remind me of him often have to do with his acid trip of an awakening so bare with me on the music choices.

The Mind Electric - Miracle Music

Opus Brain - Igorr

Existence - Clown Core

Temptation Stairway (Waltz Variation) - Metaroom

One Way to Hannover - Goreshit

[dinkmyoup]

me favourite joke ive been doing with my friends lately is, when talking abt Marijuana Blunts, we spell blunt with any and every vowel we feel like at the time. blaunt. blouent. blaeiuont. blent. just fuckin that shit up.

[trappezoider]

It's mental health drawing time!! I've been stuck on this one commission and getting frustrated with it. I had to draw something else and let it simmer over the night😭So meanwhile, here's a needy Phineas, hungry for more than fingers :>

[waywardprintmaker]

Il a mangé.

[abidolly]

Here’s the continuation of the genderbend Blaunt comic, featuring what really happens after office hours in the headmaster’s office. Starring Phineas Nigellus Black and Avaric Gaunt (my HC name for Ominis’ father). Things might get... extra-curricular.

[kis00kis]

I drew blaunt for this amazing fic written by @the-invisibility-bloke 🌚…. And Black family tapestry.

[libidomechanica]

“And his Voice by: but chain, yet affords spoke”

A sonnet sequence

               1

All with hym sone. Or could texts wretch! ’Re all this, and long well. Be left of him in ever it down, but ioyous stif mon kennen to knyȝt, and began to talk’d above the faire leng in every kinds where done? And—A blind, nor coach, and look upon earth hymseluen. And his Voice by: but chain, yet affords spoke an old stil Silence against all-eating past. And, influent the Pledge is bridale book I am she dore he had crack’d, and the deeply downe brad on toward t’ accountry in Memory, whose live or boys, of with state? With a maiden-like phosphor, timing Morning rushing hours glory except.

               2

Quit, the pisto Of they take hath she disappoints the moonbeam so þou so sweet creature but throne, again. He stod, he slept not all so fair and the head soul came then moȝten—with threescore. To please alone is simple heaven bygan, our hounded and a wife make the Prince to particulation at you feeling or two; and small pray to use a broke looks of me, hey haue enrolls it earth, or were steppez a lyte let us noiseless. And fickle time way be myself depart, my darling, that still, and Canyon, shine besides, and street us to herkkez, for wife not quen þat my angry not judge precarious backward swayned þerform is loose weary I am underson appeared, devoid of good be any man; I have sense where we ought blest it bare o’er young about end? Adieu, ’ for me: so when at þe leude, forget no meadows cloþen vp lust, toasts living pleaden and rain.

               3

Then such as Indigestion flew by the change, if this they join the gracelestial quarried of death in measure, bubbles wont to meeting, at each others, religion steppings real a blessing, nor I forests upon hym bitwene, lo! Rugh you grace not quat kyng sun. The dream, to pay, unperceived and the live articular touch’d, and that fear, within, that beau, a flowers, and this train, joined and pipe and I schal yow lystyly, and by my Innocent door I forse of China brough nettled for your sail’d each when all this hell they fluent honour!—There stream belt her to giue loue, and periwigs in hyȝe kyng nearer; remerging bathed to sad, our both to encroach’d to lay, most atching with roar, and a sodger, lest it because my chief in publics liege-lady altogether; and her to last I neuer; i’ll adore werrez, if fonge. Of the rests but to East, that slokest vows; man died.

               4

And Hope where Cuckow, which speakest that cannot the broken state and I will deuys þat change as the hym such a closer lives tip of fate, wypped out of pleasant from you: begone! But brad on the like the porter’s food or is a string, chaste Letters from me weak;—I meaning grasses plan toung Chevalier. Make us insubstant natural goal so earth, where I am trweluf craftyly acorded þerforne, and ball. How once my ain should not arriving keel, till a hundred. When, thought but enslaves in syngne þe knyȝt far be thicket’s bed, now with carefull of Moses wreak the stage to tame.

               5

Provokes with fancy; all that sale þat bread. Dust answer&your Faithless curls, and her drown’d: Where a princkleth afreshed to the joys, or return’d, tho’ then of my only that scene, but to clutch fond times he fourth, weave, or the destined and answer’d thought with a wizardry old mingle pearls beldame, and all neverend perling her dresse. At, which bole a solemnize: and games without his lyue and just set a riband al bayþe to one within a cypress since it blancholy known; but blaunt the should be showres: dare no my darling, my life make she is lofty plume, and bred up a Road; but all the press.

               6

’St royal duke or an and clings were though mania a disciplings divided course, from Female churl in Rapacity; but trustice, whom to proper comest, I requiescat sea Dreams shall say to the mellow with honours, boþe were, þat gete. As fresh and to thy did except her first contact affection of me, and weary watz dyȝt al into the breast, and blowing peep, and all the dancery,—which wound his coarse before þe best fitter through. And trouble all Eternity. Old Yew, which makes him dight, but shall beautyes grant, a cheare, which the Princess, nor half-empty hour made hewes þat wake!

               7

Come on the with her. That prospecting Juan watz neuer at the can the thou fele hys left us pealing, old barren faith, or wring Earth pure speechless year, to haue and breath thou their new desire you hatz done may live, the in þe worlde he didst a feast, tis so? Who feature to Venus from the hills. And on þat forth. And picked togedered her sleep with tear orator. There she foe, when lake cared middled. The one said she said, the other know, til þat I made captiuing step my heart. Might his honde hym swyþely had the white Hand prove, loudes, drew my loves household; come, like the gentle spaces. Then on your mind; but when I know some strike least to heart, unless place; and and we have drank remaine, are to decay. As well too ported at his many aged a kind hold to me; and the East, regret, crying, among their roaring? And whole on. I loveline, which gaze on, and just this issue, goes.

               8

Unopened because sad climb orator. At least eddy should be quiet: a thou woe. Loud Hosannas realms of dirty mind in is short holds of dream has so favourable matter glad povert, please and sweet was some away, then all midnight for pride;— so bifallez. Knew the fayre a with fill, who breathes a rebellious as daily thro’ memory was the threshold forward, I wel pay formed and there in sesoun with state until we’re fastidious acceptance ere there thy fires love only he may, if ye com, wyȝe, ’ þat my head. He woman, absolute the heart, I cannot fall’n aslake.

               9

Yet he had streȝt, þe haþelez aboute hym þat court alas, frame tolerable worldly plan the kingly, ’ that man, and she hade be subways that’s sieve, she was report in my verayly hille. From that time in moue the bloated thy smoke, Dudu; in fresh grass answer to rested hym þat cher olde wernyng twynne is day was lov’d from wheree. We dark breast lost fields and the dead: and brings, and þe best. The Goal, and grass as will be along age’s creeps a think the age, ’ she, They take now thereto thick noons, that pen, that help, and however, none seȝen. I find, withoute þat ȝe be, he long sinner watz kepez.

               10

That the woman, and, nor kept up where best. Be she out one thee pursued away; she caughter of Sodom blue swirls lowe; ȝe schal erly he put crossing, they bene ytost: and in tenth in a breeze is time, thousand the year by the walks, or fair. And he to put on sooty of woe and ne’er them make it rhyme. Same as like enrolls on eyes, who came of our Thee all thine earth and milking that, with us ran, the Bird or his way: now, appall? For on the started of craftily sunning strange, and yet neither curl to sport, out then the Divan; there Maybe kind and go, and changest a dunce.

               11

I sweet in her most quarried at þe lappe ta þe. Content, and wealth, the through public squads passions folkes banks beneath their promis’d to churchyard licenser old resoun of sent: many a strugglings now and largesse? Of hor seems shall without falls, where we weepe, and wring eaves in May, why shortly I endure fruit the plese yearly troth but semez, as well; for the illusion’d of royal duke or our Eccho ring. When ye beauty all hath the hart of domestically droop; through my heard: ne lest accursed worthy their dark but now he þe pendaunded þe haþel auysed, that distance, and thrown applyde.