Why This Mf Lookin So Mad

Pov: you and your friend enter the wrong seed

@pixelrhys @ariibees

I may make more lil doodles with the hostages I've captured :3

This shit still has me wheezing

I think about this all the time

Posting stuff I forgor to.

This got me giggling, idk what was going on but yh

"The sun offered it's blood to the Moon..."

"...And the Moon welcomed the oath with loving embrace."

I love these two sm

Lil guy looks like he's tripping balls

Choose your fighter

You have now been reblogged! And I shall now own your skin. It is mine to do with as a please once you have passed on :>

Art fight attacks for @imfirequeen and @pixelrhys <3

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Commissions • Adans Toyhouse

Oh I'm so fucked, if it's Xalamo's story ("To Hell And Back Again"), Aarima's story ("Some Things Left Forgotten") or Alora's ("Scarlet Stained Skies") all of which are just shitshows of tormenting the protag, I think I'm definitely screwed

you are personally and directly hit by a bus¹ and isekai-ed, via resurrection, into the body of the main character your most recent WIP

reblog and tell me: on a scale of 1–10, how screwed are you right now?

¹ this is, transparently, a plot device, so if you are about to tell me "joke's on you, I never leave my fifteenth floor apartment!" then you may rest assured it will have tremendous comedic value when the bus is launched into the sky and crashes through your apartment wall to flatten you anyway

OC Lore sneak peaks ÷]

Not got anything on Lyra yet but I released the first shreds of lore for Aarima

https://archiveofourown.org/works/59237059

A new look at her backstory is being worked on but won't be posted for a long while.

"Something my old lover taught me was that-... sometimes, even amongst the stench of blood and the horrors we've endured... you just gotta take a step back and just watch the beauties that lie beneath the bruises. To just look up at the stars and remember that it doesn't always need to be technicsl or existential... that it's good to just sometimes... be."

Iosema looked at them, seeing the faint shimmer of their eye beneath the shadows of their mask.

"I'm... not sure that I follow."

The huntress removed her hat and rested her head on their shoulder with a contented sigh, setting the headpiece down beside her on the grass.

"What I'm saying is that you just gotta dig a little and you'll always find the goodness in things, no matter how ugly. Like..." She looked down at her own gloved hand before grabbing Dusken's, interlocking her fingers with their's. "I might've died... long before I met you. But I did come back. Did I not?"

"Well you did but-"

"Ah-ah-ah! No. No but's. I came back good as new. ...-If you disregard my eye but hey! I can still see. And I can scare the shit outta people with it too."

Iosema grinned beneath her gas mask.

"When you find yourself with a broken plate, fix it. But while you're at it, color the stuff you're putting it back together with gold. Because then," She looked back up at their face, "No matter how bad the damage, it can be turned into something more beautiful than it once was."