#god this was SO much fun

[grimae]

commission for Vile

[littlemissvehicularmanslaughter]

Finished my last Khorne Berzerker tonight!!!

Now i feel completely hollow inside, someone buy me more warhammer stuff.

[zombiez000]

art for my friend!!!

[bridgyrose]

Underneath an opera house was a cat faunus. A talented musician, her face was scarred from a world of hate and prejudice, Blake Belladonna only having one source of light in her life: the beautiful Ruby Rose, whom she has taught much of the art of performance. She witnesses Ruby's first night as the main lead, and resolves to bring her to her lair soon.

(Okay, so, you dont realize just what you've brought to me. You have given me the premise of one of my favorite movies ever and probably 1 of 2 musicals I actually like. This is was so much fun to write. There are a few liberties taken because I didnt want to do something 1 to 1 from my writing and the Phantom of the Opera, but I really hope you enjoy)

Blake closed her eyes as she sat on the rafters in the opera house and listened to Ruby sing as if it was the first time that voice had fallen on her ears. It had taken quite the push to get the previous lead to walk away, but after weeks of helping Ruby train as her “Angel of Music”, it wouldve been an insult if she hadnt taken the lead. 

She opened her eyes and looked down at the audience below her, her fingers tracing the mask that she wore as she wished she could experience this night the same way they did. She had longed for the night that she could attend the opera, watch Ruby from the audience instead of from the shadows as she had. But alas, as long as her face was scarred from the hate she had endured, that was only ever going to be a dream. 

As the opera drew to a close, Blake couldnt help but watch Ruby as she stepped forward with the rest of the performers for the final bow. Her heart pounded in her chest as she started to make her way down from the rafters and towards her dressing room. Tonight was going to finally be the night that she showed herself to Ruby, to finally confess the love she had for her and why she’d chosen to help her. 

“See? You did wonderfully,” Velvet said to Ruby with a smile. “Because of you, it was all still a success!” 

“I cant take all the credit,” Ruby whispered to her. “I have my Angel of Music to thank.” 

“Your “Angel of Music?” 

Ruby nodded and smiled a bit as she made her way to her dressing room. “She’s like a shadow, unseen but always manages to be there for me, playing music as I sang or helping me make sure my voice was hitting all the right notes.” 

“Sounds a lot like your mind was playing tricks on you. Surely you had the organist with you.” 

“It wasnt. I’d know if they were.” 

Blake couldnt help but listen in as she started to make way through the ceiling, trying to follow to Ruby’s dressing room. But then, she heard a voice that she didnt recognize that sounded all too familiar with Ruby. 

“Or it could have been your imagination,” Penny said as she stopped at Ruby’s dressing room door. “Either way, seeing you out there, I am glad that the show managed to keep going.” 

“Penny!” Ruby called out as she pulled her into a hug. “What are you doing here?” 

“I wanted to see how the production was going but I am pleasantly surprised to see you here.” 

Ruby nodded and sat down as she started to take out the ribbons in her hair. “I wish I could say its all my own work, but I’d be lying if I took all the credit.” 

Penny looked at her curiously. “What do you mean?” 

“You remember the stories my father used to tell us about the Angel of Music, right?” 

“I remember. An old rumor about a master musician that lives under the opera house.” 

“Well, she’s been… visiting me and helping me.” 

“Helping you?” 

Ruby paused as she took out the last of her ribbons. “With voice training. Teaching me how to hit the high notes I was struggling with and to help me keep the right tempo. Without her, I dont think I could’ve made it.” 

Penny gave a small smile. “Either way, you were certainly the star of the show. Why dont we go out to dinner to celebrate?” 

“I still need to thank my angel.” 

“I’m sure she knows.” Penny got up and started to head out. “I am going to go grab my jacket and I will come get you for dinner, okay?” 

Ruby nodded. “I’ll be waiting.” 

Blake waited until Penny’s footsteps were far enough down the hall before moving her way into the hollow of the wall and through the hidden door in the closet of Ruby’s dressing room ready to speak with her just as she had in the past. Her voice brimmed with jealousy as she spoke. “I see I’m not the only one who wanted to come visit you tonight.” 

“My Angel,” Ruby quietly said as she turned to look for where the voice came from. When she couldnt see her, she turned back to her mirror. “Penny’s a childhood friend of mine. Since you’re here, I’d like to thank you. But… may I see you first?” 

Blake slowly stepped out of the shadows of the closet to show herself. “As you wish.” 

Ruby could only stare at the reflection in the mirror, her eyes steady on the mask the faunus girl wore. She turned for a brief moment to see her angel in person, but when she did, it was almost as if she hadnt been there. Just a reflection in the mirror in front of her. “Thank you for training me. I never would have gotten this far without you.” 

Blake smiled at her and offered her a hand. “There’s more that I can show you.” 

She could see the hesitation in Ruby’s eyes from the reflection in the mirror and the way she looked around to see if the reflection was real or just an illusion. Her hand slipped out from the glass of the mirror as she waited for Ruby to take hold of her hand. And as the girl did, she pulled her forward. It was as easy as pulling her through a door frame, pulling her through the mirror and into the sewers of the opera house as if it had been a magic portal. 

Blake gently led her down a flight of stairs to a small boat that was docked in what only could be described as a subterranean lake lit by thousands of candles along the walls and in the water, helping Ruby in. Her smile stayed small as she boarded after, rowing her towards her lair, her voice quiet as she started to sing. “Sing once again with me our strange duet… my power over you grows yet. And though you turn from me to glance behind, the phantom of the opera is there inside your mind.” 

“Those who’ve seen your face… they turn away from you, dont they?” Ruby asked as she turned to face Blake. Her voice almost seemed to waver as she tried to sing back. “Am I the mask you wear?” 

“Please sing for me,” Blake spoke quietly. 

As if Ruby was compelled by the command, she started to sing. No words left her lips, just the vocalization of notes that seemed to flutter in her mind. The smile on Blake’s lips began to fade as she listened to Ruby’s voice and focused on the water in front of her. Her heart pound in her chest as she sat down an oar and let the boat glide, her hand moving to Ruby’s cheek. Even in the candlelight, Ruby’s beauty seemed to shine through, her voice echoed in the chamber as lovely as ever and one could say it almost seemed to make the gargoyles sing. 

The boat finally came to a stop in a small grotto. Blake tied a rope to it and offered Ruby a hand to help her up. “I’ve brought you to the seat of sweet music’s throne, to this kingdom where all must pay homage to music.” She started to light a few candles, bringing more of the grotto to light as she continued. “You’re here for one purpose and one purpose alone. When I first heard you sing, I need you with me, to serve me, to sing, for my music…” 

Blake slowly started to pull the boat around the grotto, lighting more candles as she passed each one. Her eyes gazed towards Ruby to see in her what she could only describe as a trance. “Slowly and gently the night unfurls its splendor. Grasp it, sense it, turn your face away from the garish light of day. Turn your thoughts away from the cold, unfeeling light and listen to the music of the night.” She stopped the boat once more and stepped into the water to finish lighting a few more candles, her voice starting to echo. “Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams! Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before and let your spirit start to soar! And you’ll live as you’ve never lived before.” 

She made her way back to the boat as she finished lighting the last few candles and offered her hand to Ruby once more. This time, she lifted Ruby up and carried her towards the shore, almost relaxing as she felt Ruby’s arms around her neck. Her eyes gazed into hers as he made his way to the staircase, letting her caress her mask as a hand of her own traveled down her neck and to her chest. 

As Blake made her way to the top of the stairs, she sat Ruby down on her bed. A smile crept across her lips as she turned to face the life sized automaton doll she had made of Ruby, gently running a finger down the wedding dress. 

She turned to Ruby once more and gently laid her down as she started to fall asleep, a hand running through her hair. “You alone can make my song take flight and help me make the music of the night.” 

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Ruby slowly woke to the sound of a music box playing, her head groggy from the night before. The performance, following her Angel of Music, the grotto… all of it had felt like a dream. And yet, as she finally started to become more aware of her surroundings, the less of a dream it felt. 

Once she had fully woken up, she heard the sound of an organ being played. Slowly, she got up and made her way to the organ, smiling as she listened to Blake compose another song. It was strange to see her so concentrated, as if she hadnt gone to bed and only dressed in a robet to get comfortable. And yet, as she watched her, the more curious she became about what was under the mask. 

Ruby slowly walked behind Blake while she was focused on her music and gently lifted her mask. The mask nearly slipped through her fingers as she saw burn marks and scarring over the right side of her face. 

Blake quickly pulled away, throwing her to the ground as she hid her face. “Damn you!” she yelled out in anger as she pulled off the coverings of the mirrors around her lair. “Is this what you wanted to see?! Can you even dare to look at me… bear to think of me? This… this gargoyle who burns the bell and yearns for heaven?” Her voice seemed to quiet as she spoke once more. “Who yearns for you?” 

Ruby felt a few tears roll down her cheeks as she looked at the reflections of Blake around her, feeling sorry for what she’d gone through. Her fingers still held tightly to the mask in her had as she looked back at her, the real her. 

“Fear can turn to love and you’ll see that you’ll learn to see… learn to find the woman behind the monster,” Blake said as she walked over to Ruby, her hand out for the mask. “Behind the beast who secretly dreams of beauty, dreams of you, Ruby.” 

Ruby slowly picked herself up and offered the mask to Blake and watched as she put it back on. Her heart ached from the pain that she must have gone through to end up like this, to hide who she was behind the mask. She watched as Blake offered her hand once more and she gently took it, fingers shaking as she felt Blake’s grip against her own. 

“Come,” Blake said in almost a commanding tone. “We must return you. Those two fools who run my theater will surely be missing you by now.” 

Ruby only gave a silent nod as she was led back to the boat by Blake, her gaze still unable to look away from the mask she wore. 

[toads-n-moss]

[ no dl6 au ]

case 2-2: turnabout masquerade is here!!

in this case, miles must identify the killer (or killers >:3) in a sea of masked suspects as tragedy strikes during a masquerade ball.

was this just an excuse to draw everyone in fancy clothes? possibly.

[id in alt text and close ups under cut]

[laserlesbians]

Little arrangement of my favorite poem from Lord of the Rings! Poem text below the cut, if you want it copyable. Also, this project taught me how much I hate gilding is and also how much fun gilding is!

Lament For the Rohirrim

J. R. R. Tolkien

Where now the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?

Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?

Where is the hand on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?

Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing?

They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;

The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.

Who shall gather the smoke of the dead wood burning,

Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?

[finitevoid]

sooooooo……. We have 2 more movies in this series. I’m manifesting us doing this again at some point im speaking it into the world

[incognetomisquito]

I DID IT

I forgor to update after the fabric dried BUT I WAS SO FRIGGIN EXCITED

SO

This is my binding of @sarah-sandwich’s spideypool fanfiction: Paradise (spread out with a butter knife)

Red endpages, handstitched binding, handstitched black headbands. And stained denim cover.

NOW

the COVER is hand dyed with beetroot dye (first time ever making dye) and its bc theres a VERY IMPORTANT scene in the book involving accidental red dye. Sorry, Petey, I know you said purple is hawkeyes color, but it felt fitting to dye smth blue.

(The fabric is actually insideout bc the way i dyed the fabric made the inside more prominent than the outside. Whoops XD )

The whole theme of this is basically as cobbled together as possible, because Spidey is broke (and its my first project) the fabric was a sleeve from when i made my battle vest, i used a spoon instead of a bonefolder, the headband thread i just HAPPENED TO HAVE bc I bought embroidery pearl once bc they were out of black floss, and it’s apparently perfect for headbands??? Who knew!

(Thats why i used beetroot dye. I coulda bought some at the art store, but it wasnt in the spirit)

So I had fun overthinking this! Sue me! (Please please don’t sue me, I cannot afford the legal fees)

Anyway that concludes my book binding journey, thank u and good night

[windwenn]

‘You were my new dream’ or however the fuck that scene went

[soaked-doors]

"Don't try to find a reason for somebody's love!"

[celestialkiri]

How to distract a monkey

I HAD TO continue this gem and I got carried away 😩

chatting with @celestialkiri who suggested what would happen if their reader Sophie crossed paths with my own Wukong 🤔he simply would not stand to learn he may not be the one and only most special boy

[illusioncanthurtme--art]

Just a man and his muse :)

A shameless plug for something I drew last night!

(I think I'll do a separate post for a proper Patreon update, cuz I've gotten so much support, and I've been doing a lot with it this past week and having a really good time!)

[arcanegifs]

Arcanegifs' Arcane Season 2 (2024) Character Poll Winner: Vi ↳ "Vi was strong because she was afraid. Her fear of losing us what made her fight so hard."

[maxgicalgirl]

Being a “Fun Fact !” kind of autistic is all fun and games until you get halfway through sharing an interesting tidbit and realize that it probably wasn’t appropriate to share in polite company and now you have to deal with the consequences :(

[anuphim]

i did it.

[hinamie]

sry i have chronic only draws megumi disorder the doctor said it's terminal :/