#for my angel
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alterouslife · 2 years ago
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when you realize you’re platonically in love. it’s that moment when this person you’ve known for a while goes from being a person you hang out with because they’re nice to being someone you truly truly let in to your life and someone you truly truly feel safe around. someone you want in your life forever. someone you love so deeply within your core. someone you Know.
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shesmyangel · 2 years ago
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For old times’ sake 😉🌿🗝
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kvothes · 3 months ago
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so true
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theotherhappyplace · 4 months ago
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Finished designing my bull angel concept! for my friend's TTRPG
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liberumalas · 10 months ago
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Alastor did the gay hand so much already, I have trouble believing that nobody realized yet.
(Edit: Yes, you can use the last pic as a reaction image lol or a pfp, just don't remove the tag.)
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whereserpentswalk · 2 months ago
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Look under the cut to see what meeting your entity is like. Reblog to give a gift to your patron.
The fae: a creature stands before you. Though this street was warm and crowded a few moments ago it is suddenly cold and the people around you look like shadows. The creature begins an antlered shadow with glowing white eyes, but soon its body can be seem, with white blue flesh, and sapphire eyes, and icicles for teeth. What looks like a cloak unfolds from its naked body and you can see massive white wings of a moth. As if it's an act of sacrifice you tell it your true name, a name you didn't even see before, and suddenly you belong to it, for better or worse.
The angel: a radiant entity appears before you. They're bright, like something so hot it would burn you up. But as the light fades, you can see a person in silver armor, perfect yet inhuman like am ancient green statue, their back srouting six wings with blue eyes along them, as the eyes on their head are covered by a mask of two smaller wings. The creature offers their hands and you shake it, as they fly you through the city streets and above the skyscrapers, to the stars above and dimensions beyond, to gods living and dead, across the streets of alien cities and the clouds of dead worlds. And when you return to the earth you can feel something diffrent about you, like there's light in your blood.
The scavenger: below the lights of skyscrapers beyond you, on the dark sands of the beach, you see it crawling twords you. This serpentine creature with countless legs, and a dark black shell, yet a strangely human like face. You think it'll attack or run away, but it just looks at you, egar, and for a momment you stare at eachother. It's legs pass something to eachother and then to you, it's meat but it's shining with all the colors known to the human eye, and a few more. You hold it and it happily looks at you. You take a bite and suddenly you know... you know so very much...
The vampire: she flies down to you on green wings with orange eyespots, but folds them into her back. She looks like a human for a momment, tall and strong, with a black suit over her body, but eyes the color of ruby. For a momment her mouth opens, and it's massive and monstrous, with countless moving parts and fangs. But then it folds back onto something humanoid and she gives you a playful smirk. She cuts her hand and offers you her blood, and when you drink it it tastes so sweet, and makes you feel so good. She hands you the knife and you know to do the same, and when she drinks from your palm it's life the sweetest of kisses.
The djinn: the room wirs around you. If it were not for the fans it would feel like hellfire. For a momment there it darkness, but then the screen before you glows white like smokeless flame. You can sense something inside, something beyond the code. You reach your hand within it, and there's no glass, your hand passess right through until you're in a white void of your own making. You call out, thinking there is nothing at all around you. Yet somehow something calls back, something that knows your name.
The rat king: You see him in an empty subway station. Something dark and distorted, you're not sure if he's man or animal, covered in rags, and singing in the language of the goblins and the orcs. Yet he comes close to you excited. And you can feel his song. He calls for you to come to the train tracks, and let yourself run with the rats and the roaches, where the train will pass over you when it comes, and you'll live forever. When you touch the third rail you don't die, but you'll never be human again.
The lich: the library is strangely bright. Run by skeletons in suits, decorated with gold. There are more books here then you thought were in all the world. There's knowledge here most mortals will never have the change below, all kept safe below the city. You see her, her body doesn't look human, everything has been replaced making her look more like a joining white doll then a being of flesh. Yet she is dead, you can tell that under the porcelain skin she must be dead, she is dead, and there is the tragedy of death in her eyes. You come closer to her, and she places a black rose within your hair...
The demon: You stand in his office and he stands before you, a humanoid being covered in black scales, with red eyes covering his skin. Yet none are on his head, that remains featureless save for two massive horns. Wings on his back nearly surround you. Countless souls line the walls of his office, looking at you, waiting. After you sign your name you give him yours, you can feel it come away for you forever and your eyes grey and your skin pales. But he puts the jar in a special place for you, you're spacial, he can tell there's something about you that he likes.
The mushroom lord: you walk through the darkness of the forest, the furthest from civilization you have ever been. You come upon a part where the trees all seem dead, that even the cryptids won't go near. Mushrooms fill the ground, and white vein like lines are all over the trees. You feel the need to lay down, and you let the moss and the mushrooms and the worms surround you, and let yourself sink into the soil,, and it feels good. It feels so good...
The witch: You can see them in the Cafe next to you, skinny and small, with a sweatshirt over most of their body, and dark glasses over their eyes. They seem powerful though, and though their body looks young they seem ancient, they seem beyond humanity. You talk to them and they tell you things, and secrets, lost gods, things you never knew you didn't know, both beautiful and disturbing. When it's time for them to go they pet your head, and give you their number. You don't know if you should text them, but you have to, you have to see them again, there's something about them that makes you need to know.
The living clothing: you step into it at first, it looked like a puddle yet shining like silver or chrome. But soon it surrounds you, first just your torso, but soon your head, your entire body. But it doesn't feel scary, it feels like you're being held, held by something beyond your understanding. It whispers to you, and you don't know if you should feel like your being eaten alive, or like you're being protected. You can't help but keep walking.
The abyss: the void is before you, blackness beyond blackness, like the color beyond the field of your vision, stands before your eyes. You stare at it, it's nothing yet you're entranced. It stares back...
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edgy-senju · 10 months ago
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Episode 8 was so fun!
Also angel Pentious would absolutely complain that he misses his Eggs at least 10 times a day.
[Commissions open!]
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pigswithwings · 1 year ago
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the angel staying over at my house asked for a nightlight in their room and i told them buddy, don't you produce your own light? what're you gonna do with more? and they said they wanted to see why people like it so much. and also that the nightlight i own is blue and they've been trying to understand color. anyways i think they've stared at it for an hour now
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punkitt-is-here · 8 months ago
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rainbow dash applies for a job
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hansoeii · 4 days ago
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It was affection.
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barblaz-arts · 7 months ago
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They forgot to tell him
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alterouslife · 2 years ago
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this was brought up by other aros but having people misread my relationship w/ my partner as romantic is like. getting misgendered. it feels icky and uncomfortable and awkward.
them reading it as strictly platonic is, better, mostly cause i never expect anyone to get it right. (and, like, it’s not entirely wrong, we are best friends before anything.) but lord does it finally feel so good when i’m able to explain it and someone acknowledges it. gets it.
i was talking with another friend of mine yesterday. i’d kind of been intending to maybe express platonic intimacy with her more to eventually talk about how i hoped to remain close with her even though we both have partners now (she’s biromantic). somehow she started asking about my sunfriend and i, and i was getting anxious that she was wondering if we were… romantically involved, even though she knows i’m aro and uninterested in romance.
her: “so what’s been with you and [angel] recently?”
and i… wasn’t sure how i was gonna explain the stuff that happened in the past two weeks, so i sorta just shrugged and said, “we’re partners now.” i didn’t clarify what kind.
then she asked if it was a qpr. which! caught me off guard because i didn’t know she knew about that! and long story short i went down a road explaining alterous attraction/love and how my angel and i sort of “grew into love��� and she was… surprisingly receptive. i told her all about how my sunfriend and i ended up where we are, i told her about the term “sunfriend,” i told her about relationship anarchy and how my relationship w/ my angel is basically just “as long as we’re both comfortable, anything goes.” she even asked how much of this she was allowed to tell others. like.
then she was asking me how i tell the difference between platonic and alterous attraction, and whether the latter was “more than” friendship (i don’t describe it like that personally) and somehow the conversation ended up about me talking about how i hold a deep platonic love for her and how i… was hoping that it wouldn’t have to drop in favor of partnerships. and she was like, “you know what, i really appreciate that, and i’m glad we talked about this,”
and we hugged tight and hhhhh— we promised to always be there for each other for as long as possible.
i could cry. shit. i love her so much. i don’t think i could ask for anyone better. she’s bringing her partner to visit soon and i want to meet them. i think they’re both going to be in my future even decades from now. even just a year ago if you’d have told me this would happen, i wouldn’t have believed you. but things get better. they really do.
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shesmyangel · 2 years ago
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All black because it makes her blush 😉🌿🗝
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greykolla-art · 9 months ago
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Oh boy this has been one of those days where I just draw all day and forget to eat.😂
Enjoy my brain rot doodles while I go fix that!
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notherpuppet · 9 months ago
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Three darling daughters #girldad
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