#the hidden star

[gremnoire]

Far out in ideatic space, where coherent thought begins to fray, a presence lurks unseen. The hidden star, the void-which-joins; we know It only indirectly for Its influence--or Its consumption--of those unfortunates that drift into Its fractal maw.

Divinities with sapience to self-preserve avoid it, when they may, but still It tracks a peppered path of mind-shaped holes across the realm. For a hundred billion years to eat unlucky scraps has been Its blind, solipsistic wont, and in that mercy life has flourished.

But no more. As Esther It has acquired personhood, and both the gods and mortals living in the Real must quake. In the face of Its unequaled power only paltry Logic, or Physics, remain in the way of Its goal of an everlasting eldritch marriage between worlds--and to Her human bride-to-be.

Her Realization will bring the end of everything.

(Art by @ sanstpx on Twitter!)

Read Antigreen on AO3!

[bulletproof-slimeboy]

Heya, Garlie, I'm going to be gone for a bit. Just gotta check a few things at MT's apartment and a bit of maintenance on a project of mine, don't worry. I'll be back in... a couple of days, I think? Shouldn't take long, I promise.

Love ya, bro-bro <3

-💫

...You do know I read your blog, right, Star?

I love you too. Please come back.

[absaart]

Charming audacity 💜💚

[teapachi]

Aventurine is practicing his poker face with a cat cake ♥

Also- gonna start flooding my tumblr with all my churin drawings over the week :3 beware

[bloodbroox]

asajj is currently rescuing force users through the hidden path along with quinlan, in this essay i will-[GUNSHOT]

[insertdisc5]

i said i would post it, so here it is: the inside cover for the In Stars and Time physical version! (+closeups) ✨✨✨

BTW THE PHYSICAL VERSION IS LIVE NOW YOU CAN BUY IT GO GO GO

[kiwibrain]

trigun ost made me want to draw them doing cool poses

[m-e-i-n-a-r-t]

So anyway this is the second project I did 10 minutes after the first one lmao

I was kind of hesitant to tackle organic forms but this ended up being way more intuitive than trying to do hard lines & flat shading.

After completing these I definitely have a much stronger understanding of the tips + a better idea of where I stand as far as ambitions go looooool

[wigglybunfish]

Designs for the funky humans of PreservationAux, Perihelion, + one very tired SecUnit and a monstrous Research Transport AI.

[gremnoire]

Yes, they're dating. And to be fair, an alien deity to whom flesh is but a wet curiosity WOULD seek out cow's milk as a midnight snack. That's totally expected.

For more of these two: Read my ongoing web novel, Antigreen (AO3)!

(An infinite thanks to @koinumilk, for pouring so much love into drawing this for me! Give her a follow, please! She's amazing!)

[bulletproof-slimeboy]

Charlie, please don't spend all night looking Mayday's missing reports and parents. I know it's fixaring, but please make sure to take breaks or something. Make some alarms or something

-💫

…you don’t know I was gonna do that

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

||Dark twins: rebirth||

@the-archetype-of-civilization

The sound of beeping was heard in a sealed off room, a lower light seen as well showing someone resting on a table like bed. They seem to have been put to sleep for a while now but someone else was watching over them during this time. Given the situation of being locked down here. For now, the other named Hanoka remains guarding but hopes the other wakes up soon.

[star-trekster]

🌟SPARKLE ON ITS WEDNESDAY (tuvok edition!)🌟

[starcurtain]

Another Phaidei Fic I Want to Read

It's the political arranged marriage AU but make it (ooooo) complicated~

Crown Prince Mydeimos of Castrum Kremnos was born under a dark star, with a prophecy of abject despair uttered at the moment of his birth: Mydeimos will be the last king of Kremnos. The city-state will fall, her people will be lost, and the glory of Strife entirely will fade into nameless oblivion. Year after year, the prophets repeat the same warnings: Mydeimos is cursed, and he will bring the downfall of their kingdom and all its inhabitants.

But no one in Kremnos knew just how cursed their prince was until the day the regent's war council convinced their king to do the unthinkable: If Mydeimos was sacrificed, perhaps their prophecy of destruction could be averted and Kremnos saved...

Only Mydei couldn't even die like he was supposed to. No matter how many times he was mortally wounded, the boy just kept standing up--not even Thanatos would take him. That glorious death in battle that all Kremnoan warriors were expected to achieve--even this most central aspect of Mydei's own culture rejected him.

This life of betrayal and total loneliness, with the promise of eventually destroying everything he knew and cared for, seemed inescapable--until one day, when Mydeimos had already passed the age of majority (and would have long since been allowed to challenge his father for the crown if it weren't for the despair prophesied to be his reign), a new vision was shared among all of their people's seers: There was a way to avert their kingdom's impending destruction and save their people. "Only the son of Aedes Elysiae can deliver Castrum Kremnos from the dark tide and restore the true king to her throne."

Aedes Elysiae is a tiny city-state with nowhere near enough military might to defend against a full onslaught from the Kremnoans. But the risk that the Elysian prince could be harmed--and all of Kremnos' future lost in the process--is too high to engage in a traditional war of conquest. Although it runs contrary to the Kremnoans' very natures, if it means securing their kingdom's future and hiding the truth of their foreseen fate forever, they will engage in any manner of subterfuge and political maneuvering necessary.

Namely, by using the threat of war to force Aedes Elysiae to surrender their crown prince to a permanent and binding political alliance. If the Elysians want to avoid obliteration by the military might of the Kremnoans, they will tie the destiny of their crown prince to the Strifewalkers' through blood and oath--a marriage to Kremnos' own Prince Mydeimos. In this way, perhaps the curse can finally be outweighed by the glory of a savior.

Enter Phainon: the pride and joy of Aedes Elysiae, the golden sun to his people, loved by everyone who knows him. Although his heart has always been soft and romantic, rebelling fiercely at the idea of marrying someone he's never met and doesn't love, there is nothing Phainon won't do to protect his people and his kingdom--even if it means sacrificing himself.

So Phainon agrees to leave his family and homeland behind, and makes the miserable journey to Castrum Kremnos to meet his destiny... as well as his new husband.

Too bad Mydei wants absolutely nothing to do with him.

Disgusted by his father's willingness to forsake Kremnos' sacred principles of pride and integrity by using underhanded tactics and falsehoods to force Aedes Elysiae's prince into compliance, Mydei refuses to even acknowledge his marriage to Phainon, let alone look in his fellow prince's direction.

Which wouldn't be a problem, honestly, if it weren't for the fact that poor Phainon is smitten within days.

When the Kremnoans were strong-arming Aedes Elysiae's king into giving up his beloved son, why had no one thought to just tell Phainon that Prince Mydeimos was so... so... upright and honest and brave and powerful and gorgeous and straightforward and humorous and quick-witted and honorable and also gorgeous? (Phainon thinks perhaps this last point should be repeated a few more times for good measure.) Truly, Phainon might have gone willingly if anyone had just thought to show him a portrait of his husband-to-be in advance!

While Phainon struggles to catch his own husband's attention and soften Mydei's seemingly unbreakable stone heart, Mydei struggles with his father's demands to keep his curse hidden, to not reveal the omen of destruction lurking behind this sham of a marriage. Though having to lie shreds every last tatter of pride Mydei has, if this prince of Aedes Elysiae discovers the truth, that he's been brought here solely to counteract Mydei's prophesied inability to reign, Kremnos' enemies will know it within the hour. A single weakness will be all the world needs to turn on the Kremnoans, to bring Mydei's terrible destiny to pass.

And... And if Phainon learns the truth about Mydeimos, about his curse, about how he is an abomination that not even death will accept, about the misery he is destined to bring, about the failures that are sure to come, about how he is hated by his country, his people, his own family--then Mydei will lose the first person who has ever smiled freely at him, ever wanted to walk beside him, ever spoke kind words in his direction...

There is no way Phainon would ever look at him the same again.

There is no way Phainon would stay.

And that would be cruelest fate of all.

(What Mydei and Castrum Kremnos don't know is that Phainon has a secret of his own: He's not royalty by blood in the slightest. He was a penniless orphan who just got lucky enough to be taken in by the castle and end up, through twists in his own destiny, to be raised by the childless rulers of Elysiae from nothing but the kindness of their hearts.

There is no son of Aedes Elysiae to save Castrum Kremnos from its fate--and the dark tide comes for all.

But visions bestowed by the gods must not be doubted. Perhaps the combined efforts of two lonely people--the one who forsook his own land for love and the one who could only be loved by someone from another land--will see the sun of Aedes Elysiae delivered to Kremnos once more...

And put a true and honest king upon her throne at last.)

[isatartdump]

May or may not have gotten overwhelmed . Uhm. Go my isat doodles that I don't remember if I posted nor do I remember when I did them

I'd also share some I did on paper but that's for later . I have RPG in a few KDNWKNELKM

BYE SEE YOU IN. A FEW BUSINESS DAYS .

[wanderlust-in-my-soul]

Random loving acts of service (Part 3/?)

A Breeze Of Love

Hidden Agenda

Unknown

Egoist

Tokyo in April is...

Love Class 2

Our Skyy 2

Cooking Crush

My Personal Weatherman

To My Star

Favorite acts-of-service as part of my favorite bl-tropes-collection in no particular order.