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“I’d much rather have one great person to talk to every night than have several pointless conversations with temporary people.”
— Unknown
“There are people who take the heart out of you, and there are people who put it back.”
— Elizabeth David
“When you really love someone, you see all their mess and their brokenness and you love them anyway. In fact, seeing all of that sort of makes love them you more.”
— thebrokenquotes
“You become what you surround yourself with. Energies are contagious. Choose carefully. Your environment will become you.”
— Unknown
Say hi to Mr. Octobrain. He can survive outside of the water but only if he finds a host. He is about the size of a medium-smallish dog. For the newer followers, I'm going to be doing some more gore/horror art for spooky season so if that makes you queasy, now is your time to unfollow! No hard feelings <3
Cupid's Arrows: Wind Beneath My Wings
Cast:
Blaze-Black-Love To Hate
Otto-Yellow-Familial Love
Sylvia-Purple-Shallow Love
Ike-Green-Objective Love
Pheobe-Blue--Platonic Love
Rowan-Red-Romantic Love
Mr. C-Cupid
Chapter 1
“Shit fucking damn it, no no. Nonononono”
“Cupid? Are you ok? What’s wrong?”
Sylvia halted as one of her low heels stuck to the viscous liquid on the floor.
“Is… that what I think it is?”
Cupid nodded weakly from he was curled on the floor and Sylvia’s face constricted into some combination of despair or queasiness as she helped Cupid up. A large gash ran down his shoulder, soaking into the white of his coat. That was the source of the puddle. It was so much for one being, almost too much.
“Ok, here’s what we’re going to do, I’m going to go get Ike, he’d be better at this I think. You stay put- “
Cupid let out a shaking sob.
“Right, I guess you can’t really do anything else. Uhm, ok then.”
As Sylvia took off running something like adrenaline filled her and next thing she knew she burst into Ike’s room.
“Ike I need your help, do you have any medical supplies?”
Chapter 2
It was going to be ok, Ike had been able to patch up Cupids arm, it would probably heal soon. Cupid hadn’t had to tell the story for Sylvia to piece together what must have happened. She shuddered as she thought about it.
“I’m worried, what could’ve happened between Rowan and Cupid? Is it my fault? I woke him up, he chased after them…”
The rest of what Sylvia was going to say was muffled by the fabric of her lavender hoodie as she wiped her eyes on the sleeve. She knew the result was, but the question of what had really happened was eating at her.
Ike sniffed solemnly from where he was squatting against a pillar. He didn’t shift his gaze from the point in space ahead of him but his hand found Sylvia’s with a soothing calmness.
“For the record, I don’t think it’s your fault. Rowan’s always been loyal to Cupid, you couldn’t have known what would happen.”
“Ike, thank you, just, thank you.”
“Don’t mention it, it’s what friends are for.”
Chapter 3
“Really? Wow, good for him.”
Blaze smirked at the horrified look Sylvia made in response to his comment.
“Not funny Blaze, please don’t tell Otto or Pheobe, they’d be destroyed, just say Rowan’s in his room ok?”
Blaze held up his hands in a show of good faith.
“I won’t tell them, but c’mon, Cupid had it coming.”
Before Sylvia could tell Blaze off for this remark a shout rang out from the doorway that they were standing outside of.
“Cupids awake! I better go!”
Blaze did a sarcastic salute as Sylvia hurriedly opened the door and tried to calmly walk inside.
She couldn’t remember ever being inside Cupids room now that she though about it. It was enormous, larger than everyone’s rooms combined. It was also made of white marble, at first Sylvia had wondered if this was simply a continuation of Cupids domain that she hadn’t been in before but he had insisted on coming here specifically.
Cupids room consisted of a seemingly endless hallway of pillars supporting a large slab of concrete that looked as though it could fall and squash Sylvia like a bug at any time. The floor underneath the slab was covered in a white fur runner carpet that eventually, after what must have been minutes, led up several staircase steps to a simple white bed with an ornate, gold frame. It was here that Sylvia and Ike had left Cupid laying though the being was now sitting on the edge restlessly.
“Finally, what took you so long?”
“Sorry,”
Sylvia tried to catch her breath but failed as there was nothing on the platform she could lean against.
“Is something wrong?”
“I have a question,”
Sylvia was ready in an instant, Cupid needed her and she wouldn’t fail him.
“Do you trust me?”
The question caught her off guard, of course it did. As long as Sylvia had existed she had devoted herself to Cupid and his cause. It stung slightly, that he thought it was even possible for her to doubt him anymore. Sylvia didn’t say any of this however;
“I promise.”
Chapter 4
The pat of a hand on her shoulder as she understood what was being said,
The pat of her low heels on the rug walking away,
The pat of Rowan’s shoes as he had run after Cupid.
Had he been scared? Or did he have only violence on his mind? Did he even think about his family and friends when he tried to attack?
I have to do something
Describe your Main Character sheet
Skin
Tone: Pale, Rosy, Olive, Dark, Tanned, Alabaster, Ebony, Bronze, Golden, Fair
Texture: Smooth, Rough, Silky, Coarse, Flaky, Supple, Wrinkled, Calloused, Bumpy
Condition: Moles, Acne, Dry, Greasy, Freckled, Scars, Birthmarks, Bruised, Sunburned, Flawless
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Expression: Deep-set, Squinty, Monolid, Heavy eyelids, Upturned, Downturned, Piercing, Gentle, Sparkling, Steely
Other: Glassy, Bloodshot, Tear-filled, Clear, Glinting, Shiny
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Styles: Weave, Hair extensions, Jaw length, Layered, Mohawk, Dreadlocks, Box braids, Faux locks, Braid, Ponytail, Bun, Updo
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Eyebrows: Thin eyebrows, Average eyebrows, Thick eyebrows, Plucked eyebrows, Bushy eyebrows, Arched eyebrows, Straight eyebrows
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Shape: Full, Thin, Heart-shaped, Bow-shaped, Wide, Small
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Expression: Smiling, Frowning, Pursed, Pouting, Curved, Neutral, Tight-lipped, Parted
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Shape: Button, Roman, Hooked, Aquiline, Flat, Pointed, Wide, Narrow, Crooked, Upturned, Snub
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Posture: Upright, Slouched, Rigid, Relaxed, Graceful, Awkward, Stiff, Hunched
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Nails: Short, Long, Polished, Chipped, Clean, Dirty, Painted, Natural
Voice
Tone: Deep, High, Soft, Loud, Raspy, Melodic, Monotonous, Hoarse, Clear, Gentle
Volume: Loud, Soft, Whispery, Booming, Muted
Pace: Fast, Slow, Steady, Hasty, Measured
Expression: Cheerful, Sad, Angry, Calm, Anxious, Confident, Nervous, Excited, Bored
Op please write this, the concept is amazing!
would anybody be interested in reading a book that im writing for funsies
concept: 3 eternal beings created the universe and one of them controlled knowledge. that being made this really sick maze library called the archives and turned evil because i said so because they were sick of humans being bitchy and shit and only coming to the archives for personal gain so the archives are now REALLY FUCKING DANGEROUS because that being legit roams around with this khopesh type weapon and legit kills people for entering.
the archives kinda got forgotten for a bit before the doorway reappeared in sydney and this one perrson who like wants to find their missing friend/family i havent decided yet decides to go to the archives to find out what happened and they slowly go insane in there because the archives have the knowledge of everything ever
red when im in the mood to write shit
also i did art
on the 3 beings
also the archive being glitches
-red
Cupid's Arrows: Wind Beneath My Wings
Cast:
Blaze-Black-Love To Hate
Otto-Yellow-Familial Love
Sylvia-Purple-Shallow Love
Ike-Green-Objective Love
Pheobe-Blue--Platonic Love
Rowan-Red-Romantic Love
Mr. C-Cupid
Chapter 1
“Shit fucking damn it, no no. Nonononono”
“Cupid? Are you ok? What’s wrong?”
Sylvia halted as one of her low heels stuck to the viscous liquid on the floor.
“Is… that what I think it is?”
Cupid nodded weakly from he was curled on the floor and Sylvia’s face constricted into some combination of despair or queasiness as she helped Cupid up. A large gash ran down his shoulder, soaking into the white of his coat. That was the source of the puddle. It was so much for one being, almost too much.
“Ok, here’s what we’re going to do, I’m going to go get Ike, he’d be better at this I think. You stay put- “
Cupid let out a shaking sob.
“Right, I guess you can’t really do anything else. Uhm, ok then.”
As Sylvia took off running something like adrenaline filled her and next thing she knew she burst into Ike’s room.
“Ike I need your help, do you have any medical supplies?”
Chapter 2
It was going to be ok, Ike had been able to patch up Cupids arm, it would probably heal soon. Cupid hadn’t had to tell the story for Sylvia to piece together what must have happened. She shuddered as she thought about it.
“I’m worried, what could’ve happened between Rowan and Cupid? Is it my fault? I woke him up, he chased after them…”
The rest of what Sylvia was going to say was muffled by the fabric of her lavender hoodie as she wiped her eyes on the sleeve. She knew the result was, but the question of what had really happened was eating at her.
Ike sniffed solemnly from where he was squatting against a pillar. He didn’t shift his gaze from the point in space ahead of him but his hand found Sylvia’s with a soothing calmness.
“For the record, I don’t think it’s your fault. Rowan’s always been loyal to Cupid, you couldn’t have known what would happen.”
“Ike, thank you, just, thank you.”
“Don’t mention it, it’s what friends are for.”
Chapter 3
“Really? Wow, good for him.”
Blaze smirked at the horrified look Sylvia made in response to his comment.
“Not funny Blaze, please don’t tell Otto or Pheobe, they’d be destroyed, just say Rowan’s in his room ok?”
Blaze held up his hands in a show of good faith.
“I won’t tell them, but c’mon, Cupid had it coming.”
Before Sylvia could tell Blaze off for this remark a shout rang out from the doorway that they were standing outside of.
“Cupids awake! I better go!”
Blaze did a sarcastic salute as Sylvia hurriedly opened the door and tried to calmly walk inside.
She couldn’t remember ever being inside Cupids room now that she though about it. It was enormous, larger than everyone’s rooms combined. It was also made of white marble, at first Sylvia had wondered if this was simply a continuation of Cupids domain that she hadn’t been in before but he had insisted on coming here specifically.
Cupids room consisted of a seemingly endless hallway of pillars supporting a large slab of concrete that looked as though it could fall and squash Sylvia like a bug at any time. The floor underneath the slab was covered in a white fur runner carpet that eventually, after what must have been minutes, led up several staircase steps to a simple white bed with an ornate, gold frame. It was here that Sylvia and Ike had left Cupid laying though the being was now sitting on the edge restlessly.
“Finally, what took you so long?”
“Sorry,”
Sylvia tried to catch her breath but failed as there was nothing on the platform she could lean against.
“Is something wrong?”
“I have a question,”
Sylvia was ready in an instant, Cupid needed her and she wouldn’t fail him.
“Do you trust me?”
The question caught her off guard, of course it did. As long as Sylvia had existed she had devoted herself to Cupid and his cause. It stung slightly, that he thought it was even possible for her to doubt him anymore. Sylvia didn’t say any of this however;
“I promise.”
Chapter 4
The pat of a hand on her shoulder as she understood what was being said,
The pat of her low heels on the rug walking away,
The pat of Rowan’s shoes as he had run after Cupid.
Had he been scared? Or did he have only violence on his mind? Did he even think about his family and friends when he tried to attack?
I have to do something
“She was forced to consider the startling fact that the love of her life might not actually be someone with whom she could spend a lifetime.”
— Jodi Picoult
“Most people love you for what you pretend to be.”
— Jim Morrison
Homeboy is the caretaker of the Hilltop Centre, the bar for “normal” is in hell.
Cupid's Arrows: Wind Beneath My Wings
Cast:
Blaze-Black-Love To Hate
Otto-Yellow-Familial Love
Sylvia-Purple-Shallow Love
Ike-Green-Objective Love
Pheobe-Blue--Platonic Love
Rowan-Red-Romantic Love
Mr. C-Cupid
Chapter 1
“Shit fucking damn it, no no. Nonononono”
“Cupid? Are you ok? What’s wrong?”
Sylvia halted as one of her low heels stuck to the viscous liquid on the floor.
“Is… that what I think it is?”
Cupid nodded weakly from he was curled on the floor and Sylvia’s face constricted into some combination of despair or queasiness as she helped Cupid up. A large gash ran down his shoulder, soaking into the white of his coat. That was the source of the puddle. It was so much for one being, almost too much.
“Ok, here’s what we’re going to do, I’m going to go get Ike, he’d be better at this I think. You stay put- “
Cupid let out a shaking sob.
“Right, I guess you can’t really do anything else. Uhm, ok then.”
As Sylvia took off running something like adrenaline filled her and next thing she knew she burst into Ike’s room.
“Ike I need your help, do you have any medical supplies?”
Chapter 2
It was going to be ok, Ike had been able to patch up Cupids arm, it would probably heal soon. Cupid hadn’t had to tell the story for Sylvia to piece together what must have happened. She shuddered as she thought about it.
“I’m worried, what could’ve happened between Rowan and Cupid? Is it my fault? I woke him up, he chased after them…”
The rest of what Sylvia was going to say was muffled by the fabric of her lavender hoodie as she wiped her eyes on the sleeve. She knew the result was, but the question of what had really happened was eating at her.
Ike sniffed solemnly from where he was squatting against a pillar. He didn’t shift his gaze from the point in space ahead of him but his hand found Sylvia’s with a soothing calmness.
“For the record, I don’t think it’s your fault. Rowan’s always been loyal to Cupid, you couldn’t have known what would happen.”
“Ike, thank you, just, thank you.”
“Don’t mention it, it’s what friends are for.”
Chapter 3
“Really? Wow, good for him.”
Blaze smirked at the horrified look Sylvia made in response to his comment.
“Not funny Blaze, please don’t tell Otto or Pheobe, they’d be destroyed, just say Rowan’s in his room ok?”
Blaze held up his hands in a show of good faith.
“I won’t tell them, but c’mon, Cupid had it coming.”
Before Sylvia could tell Blaze off for this remark a shout rang out from the doorway that they were standing outside of.
“Cupids awake! I better go!”
Blaze did a sarcastic salute as Sylvia hurriedly opened the door and tried to calmly walk inside.
She couldn’t remember ever being inside Cupids room now that she though about it. It was enormous, larger than everyone’s rooms combined. It was also made of white marble, at first Sylvia had wondered if this was simply a continuation of Cupids domain that she hadn’t been in before but he had insisted on coming here specifically.
Cupids room consisted of a seemingly endless hallway of pillars supporting a large slab of concrete that looked as though it could fall and squash Sylvia like a bug at any time. The floor underneath the slab was covered in a white fur runner carpet that eventually, after what must have been minutes, led up several staircase steps to a simple white bed with an ornate, gold frame. It was here that Sylvia and Ike had left Cupid laying though the being was now sitting on the edge restlessly.
“Finally, what took you so long?”
“Sorry,”
Sylvia tried to catch her breath but failed as there was nothing on the platform she could lean against.
“Is something wrong?”
“I have a question,”
Sylvia was ready in an instant, Cupid needed her and she wouldn’t fail him.
“Do you trust me?”
The question caught her off guard, of course it did. As long as Sylvia had existed she had devoted herself to Cupid and his cause. It stung slightly, that he thought it was even possible for her to doubt him anymore. Sylvia didn’t say any of this however;
“I promise.”
Chapter 4
The pat of a hand on her shoulder as she understood what was being said,
The pat of her low heels on the rug walking away,
The pat of Rowan’s shoes as he had run after Cupid.
Had he been scared? Or did he have only violence on his mind? Did he even think about his family and friends when he tried to attack?
I have to do something
OF SINNERS AND SEAS
A WIP INTRO
A story to be co-written by: @lady-grace-pens & @isabellebissonrouthier
STATUS: planning and outlining
GENRE: adult. high fantasy. dark fantasy. dark romance.
CW: some gore. strong language. sexual content.
VIBES: glaring eyes. statues. piracy. the vast expanse of the ocean. violence. sin. bloodshed. candles hungry for a midnight ritual. bruised knees. crystals. tarot cards. silent gods. gazing at your enemy through a pair of wine-stained eyes. bloody lips. hunger pangs and loneliness. black magic. cults. sacrifice. cannibalism. the bitter backwash of betrayal. music in the night being echoed by the wind. history aches while the future shrieks. casual affairs. being drunk and aimless and young.
THEMES: fate. prophecy. trust. purpose. cults. spirituality. identity.
Seven pirates. Seven deadly sins. Seven acts.
All vie for dominance over their fantastical world, thinking themselves to be as close to immortal as could be. But the question of what exactly they are remains elusive.
Magic drips from their fingertips: control over the sins that rule each of their lives. With fates and visions spinning through their minds, each of the Sins grapple violently with the questions of their purpose.
How far will they go to search for the truth? Maiming and torturing, fucking and fighting, killing for a single word from a silent goddess.
And how can they expect to maintain allies when only one can live in the end?
What began as a simple roleplay has spiralled into a sprawling, character-driven tale...
Welcome to OSAS.
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Taglist: @the-inkwell-variable
Pinterest Board | YouTube Playlist
—
MEET THE SINS:
Envy | Pride | Lust | Greed | Wrath | Gluttony | Sloth
EXPLORE THE WORLDS:
Eiffel | Polarys & Lorallyn | Geldour |
In love with those knee high boots!
OC Style Board - Katalina Caroway
The Mistress of Envy, Katty, has such a distinct style in our minds. Pearls and diamonds adorn her body with each outfit she wears. She’s hardly without some type of stiletto - whether that be the knee-high boots that she wears each day, or a pair of heels for going out.
Beyond footwear, everything about her is sharp, from her winged eyeliner to the nails she files into a point. Her smoky eyes often blend into the shadows of bars and lounges, but her bright emerald irises will catch your gaze above the rim of her margarita glass.
Satin and leather, crystals and mesh… Katalina Caroway is a woman of elegance.
Which outfit of hers your favorite?
—
WIP INTRO
your playlist guide 101 (writers, readers, etc.)
note: credits go to (ofc) the original artists + compilers
emotional sad
last time together
waiting for the one who doesn't come
pov. heartbroken mermaid
slowly losing grip on reality
fight scenes
instrumental music for writing and fighting
you call it revenge, i call it returning a favour
all thrones come at a cost
comfort
a hogwarts comfort
you're studying with the dead poets society
and suddenly, we were strangers again
before sunrise
tension
realising we're living in a dystopian reality
you built an empire on the streets of birmingham in the 1920s
a little more dark academia
fine, make me your villain (darkling)
pleasingly dancing for your hot enemy in a private room
cool
it's 1998 and you're drifting through tokyo
among all the stars and infinite galaxies, how lucky am i to have met you
we're just used to this already (honkai star rail)
the playlist finds the cool kids
it's an old money summer at your house in europe
all my demons dance through the nighttime
office wave 1986
lost nostalgic
maybe in another life
what it feels like to be a memory
it's summer again, the days are blurring and the nights are sleepless
calm
lost in space
you exist for a reason (dreamcore)
a dreamlike peace
quiet autumn days
the calm before the storm
time periods
"it was not your fault but mine" greek mythology playlist
1920s
1940s
1950s
1970s (marauders)
1980s
1990s (supermodel)
Cupid's Arrows: Wind Beneath My Wings
Cast:
Blaze-Black-Love To Hate
Otto-Yellow-Familial Love
Sylvia-Purple-Shallow Love
Ike-Green-Objective Love
Pheobe-Blue--Platonic Love
Rowan-Red-Romantic Love
Mr. C-Cupid
Chapter 1
“Shit fucking damn it, no no. Nonononono”
“Cupid? Are you ok? What’s wrong?”
Sylvia halted as one of her low heels stuck to the viscous liquid on the floor.
“Is… that what I think it is?”
Cupid nodded weakly from he was curled on the floor and Sylvia’s face constricted into some combination of despair or queasiness as she helped Cupid up. A large gash ran down his shoulder, soaking into the white of his coat. That was the source of the puddle. It was so much for one being, almost too much.
“Ok, here’s what we’re going to do, I’m going to go get Ike, he’d be better at this I think. You stay put- “
Cupid let out a shaking sob.
“Right, I guess you can’t really do anything else. Uhm, ok then.”
As Sylvia took off running something like adrenaline filled her and next thing she knew she burst into Ike’s room.
“Ike I need your help, do you have any medical supplies?”
Chapter 2
It was going to be ok, Ike had been able to patch up Cupids arm, it would probably heal soon. Cupid hadn’t had to tell the story for Sylvia to piece together what must have happened. She shuddered as she thought about it.
“I’m worried, what could’ve happened between Rowan and Cupid? Is it my fault? I woke him up, he chased after them…”
The rest of what Sylvia was going to say was muffled by the fabric of her lavender hoodie as she wiped her eyes on the sleeve. She knew the result was, but the question of what had really happened was eating at her.
Ike sniffed solemnly from where he was squatting against a pillar. He didn’t shift his gaze from the point in space ahead of him but his hand found Sylvia’s with a soothing calmness.
“For the record, I don’t think it’s your fault. Rowan’s always been loyal to Cupid, you couldn’t have known what would happen.”
“Ike, thank you, just, thank you.”
“Don’t mention it, it’s what friends are for.”
Chapter 3
“Really? Wow, good for him.”
Blaze smirked at the horrified look Sylvia made in response to his comment.
“Not funny Blaze, please don’t tell Otto or Pheobe, they’d be destroyed, just say Rowan’s in his room ok?”
Blaze held up his hands in a show of good faith.
“I won’t tell them, but c’mon, Cupid had it coming.”
Before Sylvia could tell Blaze off for this remark a shout rang out from the doorway that they were standing outside of.
“Cupids awake! I better go!”
Blaze did a sarcastic salute as Sylvia hurriedly opened the door and tried to calmly walk inside.
She couldn’t remember ever being inside Cupids room now that she though about it. It was enormous, larger than everyone’s rooms combined. It was also made of white marble, at first Sylvia had wondered if this was simply a continuation of Cupids domain that she hadn’t been in before but he had insisted on coming here specifically.
Cupids room consisted of a seemingly endless hallway of pillars supporting a large slab of concrete that looked as though it could fall and squash Sylvia like a bug at any time. The floor underneath the slab was covered in a white fur runner carpet that eventually, after what must have been minutes, led up several staircase steps to a simple white bed with an ornate, gold frame. It was here that Sylvia and Ike had left Cupid laying though the being was now sitting on the edge restlessly.
“Finally, what took you so long?”
“Sorry,”
Sylvia tried to catch her breath but failed as there was nothing on the platform she could lean against.
“Is something wrong?”
“I have a question,”
Sylvia was ready in an instant, Cupid needed her and she wouldn’t fail him.
“Do you trust me?”
The question caught her off guard, of course it did. As long as Sylvia had existed she had devoted herself to Cupid and his cause. It stung slightly, that he thought it was even possible for her to doubt him anymore. Sylvia didn’t say any of this however;
“I promise.”
Chapter 4
The pat of a hand on her shoulder as she understood what was being said,
The pat of her low heels on the rug walking away,
The pat of Rowan’s shoes as he had run after Cupid.
Had he been scared? Or did he have only violence on his mind? Did he even think about his family and friends when he tried to attack?
I have to do something
Genuine question: Do you all prefer if I censor swear words in a story or do you not care?
space adopts :) 80 USD obo, dm me or email me at filibusterfrog@gmail.com if youre interested
(csp file and timelapse available on request)
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