#oc: sombre

[hollowknightinsanity]

happy 2am fellow people in my timezone. i have not slept. my ipad is dying

have tired mama holly

also sombre gets redesigned woagh 🤯

[laaskrin]

Pre-tadpole Sombre engaging in very Bhaal-babe behavior.

[yandere-yearnings]

Absume. (Yandere!Best Friend x GN!Reader)

feat. sui's ai

♡ oneshot, approx. 1k words

♡ post-specific warnings: melancholy (?), angst (??), angst w/o happy ending (???)

♡ a/n: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE LOML SUIIIIIII❤️ i did not have as much time on this as i would've liked but no matter, i wasn't gonna exist on suiday w/o a suiday celebration dar style. i present to you ai angst❗❗(it was meant to be fluff but i'm a fucking dumbass who can't write lmao) ai belongs to @suiana and is from her stellar, absolutely fantastic game, Anything Will Do. sui i want you to know you make everything worth it and i wouldn't still be here on tumblr if it weren't for you. all my love to you mwah mwah <333 unedited, not proofread.

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This life was strange to you.

Sometimes it went by so fast, you’d wake up with no recollection of the days passed; staring at the ceiling with open eyes. It’s the same crack in the paint that had always been there, long and thin and unnoticeable if it weren’t for the fact you sought it out unconsciously. You remembered it, even if you didn’t remember crawling into bed that night, or having dinner at the table, and what exactly it was that your mother fussed over. 

There was a growing emptiness since you first noticed. No matter what you did, or how many people you were surrounded by, inside of you something was caving in. You didn’t know who you were. You didn’t know your place in this world without landmarking it by your achievements — and yet, when you looked back, there were none. How had you gone on so long? What had you been doing all this time?

Perhaps you lived in your head a little too much. Everything could be a little lighter if only you’d let it be. Sweeping every thought aside, you rolled, trapped your arm under your own weight and looked at your reflection in your mirrored bedside table. You were as you had always been. This was you, and this — whatever it was — was yours.

Lukewarm air, no temperature gradient, it should’ve made it easier for you to leave your bed, but you stayed there some long minutes before moving. Your clock was broken. Not conventionally. It only moved by the hour. Time was yours and you could waste it. There was security in the feeling that you had a choice to not start your day.

Morning, mundane as always, slathered you in its hues. Washed browns jittery under your feet, like there was no ground beneath you from wood to tile. The bathroom mirror had your fingerprints. You’d touched it many a time. Left a mark. This too, belonged to you. You could no longer believe this wasn’t real. Maybe it was that you were sensationless at your soles, treading carefully over loosely carpeted steps, trying to feel the tickle of those familiar fibres. When had you lost it all?

Your mother was in the kitchen, you don’t remember a time when she wasn't. It’s as if she can’t leave this lower floor, like she cannot rest, like her duties do not end. The door to her room never opens or closes, and you don’t think you’ve ever seen her without that plaid apron. She never notices you unless you speak to her. She never says anything different.

At the table it’s fruit, and it tastes like nothing. No texture, nothing to chew. It feels like you’re eating air. Play-pretend at a plastic table with a plastic knife and fork. You’re young again and your sister ropes you into her fake kitchen. You don’t have a sister. Not here, at least.

There’s a knock at your front door. It’s light, like the person on the other side is afraid to be heard, but wants your attention still. When you open it, there he stands — the only thing in this world that you can reach out and touch, that thrummed beneath your fingertips, as alive as you were desperate to feel.

Ai takes your hand, and the breeze picks up just like that. Ever so easy. You watch your feet and every step they take to the pavement, nothing skips; you can commit it to memory. He’s speaking to you but you can’t hear the words just yet, there is only wind and the rustle of leaves. His hair billows, bleeds out heavy cyprus that blends into the backdrop of trees. He has always given you these beautiful bits of him, and you had let yourself go blind.

Letting go was something you should’ve done long, long ago, but you guessed he was your comfort. Solace. A shelter you could run to. Leaving never felt right, not when you knew he’d stay waiting. Ai told you once, he loved you beyond all of this. Outside the street lights would flicker, and in the flashes it was his face illuminated, tucking you in after a dreary day. You could never hold onto those scenes, in your mind they were fragmented, and you forgot about them as quick as they came. If you asked him why, you knew he’d tell you that this was the price, whether either of you could pay it, whether either of you could even endure it anymore.

On a deep inhale, you finally resolved that it was no fairer to him as you found it was to you, that now was the only right time. Now would be the only time you’d have him by your side like this again. This moment alone, he was real and he would not slip through your fingers.

You had set out for school, but with your textbooks weighing what your heart could not, you had no intention of going there with him. Instead these empty streets faded, and quickly noon set over the park you ended up at. The swings did not creak, but they were old. You wondered how they could carry the two of you — you and Ai, and everything you’d both been piling up inside. 

Back and forth you went, here and in your head, trying to find the words to say you don’t think you could do this anymore. If you said sorry, would it make him mad? His due returns weren’t meant to be apologies. You were meant to fill him up just as he had done for you, you were meant to make everything worth it, every sacrifice, every stilted interaction from the day you understood that you were losing him. It was meant to get better. All this was meant to pass. Your mind was blank, and you were waiting for something but your clock was still broken, so nothing would ever come. You wanted to say I love you. You wanted those to at least be your final words — you just didn’t know how.

Ai was kind to you. He had always been. So he took your head in his hands, didn’t cry a single tear though it should’ve gone with that smile, and made the cut clean.

He said: “anything will do.”

[lowcallyfruity]

Old man yaoi or whatever ( I HATE THEM!!!!!)

[cain-e-brookman]

i was tagged by @illarian-rambling! thanks!

Rules: post brief descriptions of some characters and a poll, then get people to vote on their favorite

okay i've done this for the main cast of book one, lets see how much i can give away for book two characters

propaganda under the cut

Hesperos is a Sky Mage of Clan Galanis who worship the eldest of the Sky God's children: Khrou the Messenger, Goddess of Lightning. Exiled from his clan at a young age, for reasons he won't speak on, he was found off the coast of Vizia on a half-destroyed vessel by a young merchant lord after being abandoned at sea. Although he grew up alongside the carefree culture of the Sea God's children, he keeps to his clan's disciplined philosophy, as to never lose the grace of his goddess. Despite the strict adherence to his religion, Hesperos is, well, a ham. A performer from a young age, he loves nothing more than music, theater, and being the most dramatic person in any given room. He's enjoyed the wealth of his guardian, but never puts on airs and it polite to a detriment. His manners are his shield, as there's much he hides behind a charming word and easy smile.

You have two options. If you want to know her as a friend, you know her as Miss Belle, the owner of the most bustling tavern in Crescaeya: The Sunk Gator, home of the most authentic Marsher cuisine this side of the border. If you want to know her as an enemy, it's General Isabelle Duplantis-LaBoef of the Shadow Kings Army. During the war, she was known as the most ruthless defender on the home front. The only person in history who had ever sunk even a single Vizian ship, let alone three. After the heated peace talks ended, and the Vizian Armada broke their embargo, Miss Belle stayed on with the army long enough to get her sash of medals from the Shadow King, then move north to Uslaria for her restaurant. It's better not to ask too many questions; all good Marshers know this. So no one questions the late night shipments at her door, or how the large woman who always has the private table upstairs resembles a particular Vizian Fleet Admiral...

Anyone who's been in a room with Tavi knows he's royal, no matter what blood or title say. A merchant marine made guild leader, he's known to be as two-faced as they come. In balls and social events, the picture of grace and charm, funny and social. Anyone on the business side knows this is a lie. He's a controlling, stubborn, and hard business man who knows how to get things done. No one can deny he gets results, though, and through a friendship (or more if the rumors are to believed) with the duchess, he's managed to worm himself deep into the inner working of the largest trade city in Uslaria. After years of watching him slowly take control, most now understand why his family signet is an octopus.

Silas was once a carpenter who lived deep into the wild lands tucked into the heart of the Marshes, the Dark Waters, but was pulled from his life during the war with the Fire Mages. Marked by the Silver Moon as the most true Mage in his small town, he was drafted the moment the Marshes were attacked. His time in the Shadow King's army brought him far from home and ended when his unit was attacked in an ambush as they pushed their way through enemy lines in the middle of the night. He spotted the attack before his sleeping camp had, sounded the alarm and held back the assault long enough to give his men a fighting chance. In doing so, he sacrificed himself to the fire, and that night, under the light of the Silver Moon, he died. Or so the casualty report would say. The healers didn't think he'd survive the hour from the burns, but he did, becoming the only living person to ever hold the medal for a sacrificial death in defense of the people of Ixoryn. (He made it very clear when he made it home, he wasn't giving it back.) Now, he lives in Crescaeya as Tavi's live-in bodyguard, able to intimidate most before they even think of hurting his lord. The burn scars on most of his body sends a very clear message: You're gonna have to do worse than this to take me down.

and i'll tag @spideronthesun @skullduggeryandfilibuster @emrowene @topazadine! as always no pressure!

[raiusgames]

practice painting

[miniaturecanvas]

Something a bit simpler for day 8 of Huevember. Idk if I'm gonna be able to keep up for the rest of the month with everything going on, I guess we'll see.

[missmarides]

My Tav Sinna embracing her dark side ❤️

Precious little Bhaal babe ❤️

[smug-wolf]

Malachite Ref (Non-Sonic AU)

Love Malachite! Malachite is named after me! But as a Mephiles kinsona limited to the Sonic universe, the ways I could use it were... limited! So I decided to just make an "AU" I guess where they are a normal regular silly oc for me to throw at a wall and have them interact with my other ocs and stuff. Same abilities. Same shenanigans. New form. No limits. It's Mallie time.

[salem-nightshade]

Goofy ahh Sona and her brother.

[szilverer]

A dream of ██████

[inspired by UU ED, you know me]

[hollowknightinsanity]

sombre side profile doodles :)

deets i wanna point out:

they got their moms eyes!!!!!! prety bapy

eyes again,,,, they glow all the time, which is really common in wyrmroot hatchlings. they have a bit of a hard time seeing because of it, since the glowing is to help with seeing in dark environments, and the surface is. not dark. not all the time at least

ALSO SPEAKING OF THEIR EYES they have very short eyelashes for now, but as they grow theyll end up just as if not longer than hollys

unlike holly, they do have an actual tongue!!! and the rest of their organs, too!!!! meanwhile holly only has a reproductive system and half a respiratory system

sombres teeth arent grown in yet, since they’re only 3 weeks old. proper baby teeth start developing in wrymroots when theyre a couple months old. until then, theyre feeding entirely off hollys leaves and little tiny bits of meat that they can swallow whole.

their fur/skin has more pigmentation than holly and most of the vessels. thats bc of their dads genetics :)

their horns are itty bitty and very round, since theyre so young. theyll start developing into proper wyrm horns when theyre about 3 or 4

yeh :) my baby

[laaskrin]

I wasn’t very much on board with the Gortash hype train in the beginning, but now that i’ve seen more glimpse of his relationship with Durge, i get the vision.

[not-twst-enough]

DESIRED DREAMS ft. Taniya, Gale, and Mervyn (inspired from Chapter 7)

(Mun: HEYYOO!~ Long time no see everyone! but for those new people out there, hello! Nice to meet you. I know this blog has been dead for a year but after playing chapter 7, I was tempted to write a quick hcs of my OC's desired dreams)

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TANIYA:

Taniya’s desired dream was for her parents to never work in the Kingscholar family and never meet her Savanaclaw classmates, knowing she didn’t belong there and so she wouldn’t have a hard time. The dreamscape took place in her hometown Sunset Savanna and sadly, she might’ve forgotten about her classmates and the faces of her dormmates.

If she hadn’t met Leona and served as his assistant, she wouldn’t be at Night Raven College in the first place and wouldn’t be dealing with Leona’s indolence.

Taniya was having a good life there. Staying with her family at home, helped with the financial problems by taking a part-time job, and getting along well with the neighborhood while getting praises by her parents like she was a good girl.

The dark gloop would be her parents manipulating her to that she’s better off staying at home without dealing with troublesome people but to wake her up from the dream, someone has to remind her how much Savanaclaw students (+Leona & Ruggie) are annoying pain in the ass to her and she gets easily angry from student’s fighting.

Nevertheless, those times were good times for her and she has to admit she was very happy being in the Savanaclaw dormitory.

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GALE:

All he wants is to be accepted by the merpeople and his dreamscape takes place in Octavinelle.

What’s different about him was that he’s in Octavinelle dormitory, instead of Heartsbyul. Gale is much different in that he is overjoyed. Surprisingly, he’s honest and confident of himself and doesn’t even cry like he usually does but feels happy! Gale fits in well at Octavinelle, easily making friends while Azul and Leech's twins are nice to him as if they were best friends.

Like the whole dream was nothing but a normal happy ending for this precious mock turtle but no matter how happy he was dreaming, Gale needs to face reality. For him to wake him up from the dream was telling him the sad truth that he wasn’t Octavinelle and explaining that the merpeople wouldn’t like him as a hybrid.

The fact he’s born to be a miserable and crybaby mock turtle that will never be happy like he hoped for. Even if that’s the case, he has to accept who he is and maybe reassure everyone will like him even if he’s a crybaby.

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MERVYN

Mervyn’s dream took place in Night Raven College. Those people will be surprised that his puppet Binky they know in reality, is a student and exists as a human.

His desired dream would be kind of whimsical and twisted as he wants Binky and his other 100 dolls to be real people (take Pinocchio as an example) and will always be together FOREVER attending a normal school like a real family. Mervyn wouldn’t remember or subconsciously avoid believing the reality that Binky was a puppet but was born to be his blood-related brother and best friend.

They did their weird shenanigans with their comedic duo to make people laugh although it’s eerie to think they’re still interested in creating puppets that look like NRC students and creep people out mentioning they want to hear screams of unfortunate souls….like usual no harm done….

However, he still needs to wake up from his dream by mentioning what made him like puppets and it might trigger his past that he doesn’t want to remember. Human-like Binky is the dark gloop that gaslights Mervyn that he isn’t a puppet but a real deal Binky, reassuring him he would never feel judged and lonely that (human) Binky is only there for him.

To push through the dark gloop manipulation, someone has to show the (puppet) Binky to compare with (human) Binky who’s the most important to him.

[lowcallyfruity]

REST IN PEACE PROSPERO SOMBRE YOU WOULDVE ABSOLUTELY ADORED THE HALF MOON GOOGLE DOODLE GAME AND BEEN SO FUCKING GOOD AT IT

[cain-e-brookman]

Incorrect Quotes

this is so much fun, thanks for the tag @spideronthesun!

Tagging: @eternalwritingstudent @illarian-rambling and @skullduggeryandfilibuster

Rules: Use this link to generate quotes.

Silas: I bet you’re wondering why I gathered you here today. It’s because we need to have a discussion about how some people in this room aren’t getting along with other people in this room. Crucius: Why did you say that so vaguely? Tavi and I are literally the only people you called in here.

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Uthyr: You remind me of the ocean. Crucius: Because I'm deep and mysterious? Uthyr: No, because you're full of salt and you scare people.

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Crucius: Tavi, I need some advice. Tavi: You need advice from ME? Crucius: Yeah, frightening, isn't it?

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Demon: Hey, I took your soul last month and- Silas: No returns. Demon: *sobbing* But it's making me sad...

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Hesperos: If you took a shot for every time you made a bad decision, how drunk would you be? Uthyr Maybe a bit tipsy? Crucius: Drunk. Silas: Wasted. Tavi: Dead.

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Hesperos: Uh. . Hey, Felix, i uh, I’ve been stabbed. Uthyr: WHAT? WHERE ARE YOU? Hesperos: Wait- You aren’t Felix. Sorry- I didn’t mean to call you- Uthyr: NO, WHERE ARE YOU? I'M COMING THERE. I'M NOT GOING TO LEAVE SOMEONE ALONE THAT'S BEEN STABBED.

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Hesperos: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I’ll wait. Hauk: You and me! Hesperos: *tearing up* Ok.

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Hesperos: What is the most illegal thing you can do with one gold? Crucius: Exchange it for a hundred copper, put them all in a sock, and then beat someone to death with it.