#the guardian angel pressure

[feligayzed]

guardian angel side quest

[shandzii]

anyway hey there

[kuranberrri]

Blasphemy

[luxvinova]

"You look lonely, I can fix that."

[boiledprawn99]

merry [redacted]mas and a happy [data expunged] to all, from the Hadal Blacksite !

quick thing for chrimbas (it’s the 25th here in Aus!!)

+ bonus HQ guy freaking out

[astray-anomaly]

I still haven’t recovered…

[kevinzhechair]

I just think he's neat

[aroveri]

dumb idea i had based on this things document

dawg was getting shot at and really just stood there lmao

[pantuffs]

The Guardian Angel of The Banlands

[jekisatsu]

Little art of the Guardian Angel

[pretzel-box]

In God he trusted, once. Hands lifted to the heavens, his voice a whisper. Lost in the boundless quiet, craving a taste of freedom. But the sky answered him in silence.

There lingered always the ghost of a chill, crawling down his spine, An endless watchfulness that scraped against his mind. It was not something he could name, for words failed, Could never capture the sickness festering deep within, A mind tormented and torn.

Through countless torments, memories twisted, He walked a path simple and pure, a single destination: Death, the dark and welcoming road. But cursed he was, unable to escape— For that nameless gaze refused him peace.

The entities would not wound him fatally, no scar became the last. Every exit sealed, every choice returned him to this bleak place. Sebastian Solace was bound here, tethered Neither in life nor in death, forsaken and trapped.

In the midnight silence, he could hear it: your weeping. He sought sleep, craved its mercy, for anything was kinder Than the echo of your cries in the stillness. Your eyes unseen, but he felt them always upon him.

An angel, he thought, watching over his suffering— Yet you were more than that, weren’t you? When he drowned, you cast him ashore, when he bled, you healed him, But only to wound him anew. Your touch was balm and blade. You—the kind, bitter chain that bound him here, in the dark of the Blacksite.

He cursed you, the forsaken guardian angel that you were, One that shielded him from all hands but his own. Each night he prayed, as your tears fell, That God would strike you down, would sever your wings and shatter your halo. For what he hoped would be solace, remained a dream, a dream that wasn't meant to be his, but yours alone.

[surena-souphead]

–All the bad things can't last forever?

–Sure.

[glitchedember]

Saw the new guy in Pressure and GODS does he look badass!

I don't think I've done him justice in this drawing, but I love him anyway

[just-a-joey]

The Guardian Angel from the 4.5 Pressure update!

such a sweetie.

[simpproblematikov]

:(

IF YOU STILL HAVEN'T READ THEIR FILE, THEN YOU SHOULD DO IT RIGHT NOW. (spoilers under cut)

i want them to be happy and free. they didn't deserve to suffer like that.

[astray-anomaly]

“I’m sorry heaven has abandoned you, child..”