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alicenpai · 11 months

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"Lament! Terror! Despair! I shall kindly teach them all to you! And in your final moment, I... shall kill you by my own hand!!"

pandora hearts print for anime north this weekend 🥀🖤🤍

I also put this up on my inprnt! there's a sitewide sale for 40% off right now 🌟

For this drawing, I really wanted to emphasize the gothic and chaotic, convoluted nature of the series. Pandora Hearts has become a lot of things to me, as someone who's read it since I was like, 14 years old. but I eventually found the perfect words to sum up the series - a cross between a Shakespearean tragedy and a Grimm fairy tale.

The ink brush + watercolour brushes I used turned out so well together!! I wanted the style to be kind of a nod to like the manga cover art you'd see from the late 90s to 2000s, kind of like Mochizuki's early approach to traditional art.

A lighter approach to both the lineart + coloring also helped me not strain my arm too much - besides work, I stopped doing full illustrations due to the amount of work being heavy on my arm/shoulder T__T. my last full illustrations were the TGAA/DGS zine + WHA zine pieces back in Dec-Jan, but my heart really lies in illustrations more than anything and I definitely want to get back into it!! (as long as my physical health allows it!!)

anyways, above is the thumbnail/inspiration board for this drawing! I also did some quick chickenscratch studies of others' drawings to help me get a sense of their composition. I started on the top left and then made a sort of meandering curve through... definitely went through a lot of ideas for this one. If I explained the intended symbolism.. I would be here.. all day..............

the candles were definitely first inspired by an animation of a lighter I did during art skool... and then I did this AA Dahlia animated illust... and then this OC charm (below) I did in 2022...? maybe I should draw fire more often. it's like, the way that fire looks in animated keyframes that I really like drawing out, and I guess I kinda really enjoyed translating that into a non moving visual medium??

This drawing simultaneously took SO long but I also sped through it?? I had to like... not dwell too long on certain parts... like for example I think some individual character compositions really could be a lot stronger... because I knew this would be a beast of a drawing, I didn't want to spend an unnecessary amount of time focusing on details when I should be looking at the big picture. and I know that's a bad habit of mine!! I'm trying to unlearn my perfectionism!!

thanks for reading if you got this far, hope ya enjoy it!! and I hope I'll keep drawing Pandora Hearts in the future (clearly I haven't stopped since high school omg) and I hope to draw some more Vanitas someday beyond just chibis!

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lilium-dragomir · 3 months

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ramblebrambleamble · 8 months

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"But then I realised that the things that interested me and brought me joy terrified and hurt everyone else."

I always wondered why Durin died in such a relatively good mood but Elynas' words make it make more sense. It's not that Venti's music kinda hypnotised him to make him stop attacking Mondstat; it's that he was just playing the whole time. Unfortunately, his idea of playing terrified and hurt the populace.

It's also interesting that Elynas has the potential to be brought back to life despite being an entire literal pile of bones. But it begs the question of what death is, if it is not a true death. What is it that makes his bones and his being remain, when all the small things we kill turn to dust? Why does Durin's heart still beat? Is Durin the mountain, now? Is the reason Dragonspine is so dangerous that, even now, he does not understand his own strength?

#genshin impact #genshin impact spoilers #i guess? anyway i finished the melusine quest and learned more about Elynas #what draws albedo up dragonspine is not just his alchemy studies #but the echo of 'brother' from the core #could durin be revived given a sufficiently motivated abyss herald to help him?#also love how elynas is fond of jakob 'just tried to kill everyone else using my body as a weapon' [redacted]#this thing is not human! it does not have human values and notions!#durin would probably need a blood transfusion but i am sure elynas would gladly provide #it's a very nice sea monster and it wants to be your friend. as soon as it figures out how to be alive without causing #mass panic and destruction the (wedding) is back on.#ingold! that's jakob's last name #anyway i love him. elynas that is. not jakob.

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owlarick · 1 year

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I! FINALLY! END! THIS! ART!!!

#alice baskerville #elliot nightray #ada vessalius #pandora hearts #art #cheshire #oz vessalius #leo baskerville #black rabbit #xerxes break #Reim Lunettes #gilbert nightray #echo baskerville #oskar vessalius #will of the abyss #sharon rainsworth

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fivekrystalpetals · 6 months

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found this template here and decided I had to do one for PH girls 😎

ID under the cut: (kinda if you can’t see who is what)

Alyss/Intention of the Abyss - Girlwar criminal

Lottie- Girlwar criminal + Girl boss

Sheryl - Girlboss

Sharon - Girlboss + Girl Employee + Woman

Alice - Girl boss + Girl Employee

Lacie- Woman + Sad Girl

Noise- Sad Girl + Failwoman

Ada- Failwoman

Echo - Failwoman + Pathetic wet cat

Lily- Pathetic wet cat

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menoasmess · 10 months

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(Last one for the pride rec🫡)

#this gilded abyss #checking out #under the whispering door #ocean’s echo #mdzs #grandmaster of demonic cultivation #lgbtqia books #queer books #Menoa rec #space belongs to queer people #space gays #space lesbians #lgbtq books #book rec #pride rec #read queer #book tag

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echo-echo31 · 2 months

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Bysscuits you,

could you, write reader kissing Gunther? /nf

You expect his lips to be rough. Gunther is tough, rugged. Yet, the way he holds your head - gentle, as if afraid you'll break - should have warned you about the softness of the kiss.

Your eyes flutter as you gasp, which causes Gunther to make an amused sound. You melt, ignoring time as your heart sings.

Send me an ask and I'll write a 50 word tidbit

#abyss #echo answers #im still writing your prize btw :3 #echo is sfw #echo writes #tidbits

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allisterke · 8 months

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el gatto

#idv #identity v #aesop carl #idv aesop #idv gatto #gatto #kana’s art #bro i did the lineart in june and then finally decided to color it after 50 years </3 #echo helped me with the coloring :D #i have never used the filters in ibis before and oh my gosh the colors looked GORGEOUS #anyways imma head back to my abyss #see you in 50 years B)

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docstephen · 9 months

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Game Night (2022)

You'd be surprised to know this is actually a redraw too! At least, in spirit.

Back in the day, circa November 2017, I only had a single OC, Skip. Almost five years later and the crew has grown a lot... friends, rivals, partners. I thought it was really sweet to look back on and see how far he and I have come.

This was my art, back in 2017... REALLY nuts to look at it nowadays, haha.

#oc #art #oc art #crystal crash #Skip Dawnstar #Jana Fox #Annie Laneko #Kou Wolfgang #Hops Wolfgang #Echoes DeLune #Abyss Dusklight #yeah spoilers #crystal crash art

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abigfanofstarwars · 1 year

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am i sorta let down?? sure! but listen okay bc if there is one i ABSOLUTELY am ? its a clone whore 💅🏻

and listen this episode gave me a emotionally charged big brother moment with Goggles™️ and i ate tht shit up

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reginrokkr · 4 months

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» @apocryphis asked: ❝ you don’t have to hide them around me. the scars are just part of who you are. and i like all of what i see. ❞ + [ TOUCH ] for sender to trace one of receiver’s scars (from neuvi!)

It is not an every day occurrence for the lunarescent seraph to peel off clothes that would incite recognition to any Khaenri'ahn denizen fortunate enough to have come this far with their consciousness intact —or marginally stable to reminisce olden days where Twilight Sword used to be a relevant figure in society—, like a second skin that bears what little identity Dáinsleif holds dear to his heart as one of his own prides before calamity struck, and a joke by fate in his darkest moments.

As opposed to skin-tight attire that fits like a glove, Bough Keeper opts for a looser attire for a chance to breathe, to feel lunar kissed skin exposed to the air as he reads with interest a book while he sits on a comfortable sofa, a glass of wine to his left for his perusal every time he reaches out for it blindly to wet his lips with the liquor some more.

Nevertheless, it is in light of the Iudex's interest on the exposed skin of his cleavage down part of his chest reflected within iridescent lavender eyes that rouses self-consciousness into hyper-awareness, not out of a meekness to show skin— Dáinsleif is cognizant that his body stands in perfect shape even after centuries of life and that this is a trait of interest in other individuals, but the knowledge that the touch of darkness and Ley Lines littering half of his body combined are on sight.

Reason why he's prompt to reach out with his free hand to tug at the fabric of the white poet shirt to cover himself some, only to stop midway at Neuvillette's words. Hesitance clouds crystalline blues for some moments before his hand falls reluctantly by his side on the plush of the sofa again. Needless to say, his heart drums within the confines of his chest at a more accelerated speed under the draconic gaze, body hair stands roused with the tremor of a sigh that abandons roseate lips at the first warm and soft contact of careful finger pads tracing night-touched skin and spirit veins both. ◜These marks of corruption are naught but a source of shame of what I am. Neither human or monster in full.◞ Laments stream in a thin mumble, too afraid to say aloud.

He cannot blame him for taking interest in new aspects of his physical appearance he just noticed, as Dáinsleif himself isn't any different with the attention he pays to pointed ears and blue filaments he bears doubts about being part of his hair.

Albescent lashes flutter close, preluding the coming of a few more tremulous exhales until the undesired spasms that come byproduct of lack of familiarity to something so vastly different to pain, thinking that it will be more of the same only to be proved otherwise subside. Amidst the strangeness and inner conflict this brings, Dáinsleif feels a tremor of liking that accentuates with the fleeting thought that he has found someone he would trust the beating of his heart under his palm without any concerns that whispers of the Abyss are so prone to provoke.

◜...Even knowing that. What they imply, what they are...◞ Astral pupils tremble within icy sapphire depths, anticipation settling on his fractured mind despite the nagging voice at the back of his head chastizing him for even entertaining to ask something so clear to him— yet so entirely strange when placed under the rex's different prism to see him. ◜Do you still like it all the same?◞

#apocryphis #◟༺✦༻◞ may your sorrow be washed away with tides deliverance; o' mighty dragon ┊neuvillette → apocryphis.┊#◟༺✦༻◞ let luminous feathers dance under sapphire rain of justice┊dáinsleif × neuvillette.┊#◟༺✦༻◞ what use has the veil of falsehood? ┊ask.┊#◟༺✦༻◞ sapphire flames in their wake ┊ic.┊#◟༺✦༻◞ τόμος η: Μαρασμός της αφάνειας┊twilight’s prologue.┊#◟༺✦༻◞ when reason to be shines through. ┊aria of the celestials┊#he's so used to think himself as a monster #that he has a hard time to come to terms #with the fact that Neuvi sees him beautiful as is 😔#it's not that he doubts him #as much as it's hard for him to remove that veil #of self-loathing and accept that he wouldn't have said it otherwise #that he needs to hear it again to make sure that he isn't dreaming #or that the echoes of the abyss aren't playing tricks on him #Neuvi you kind and genuine soul

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daniecho · 1 year

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I had forgotten what obsession felt like. God, I’m reading fanfiction, even!! And ENJOYING IT!!

#[echoing from the abyss] HELP. MEEEEEEEEEE #legit have not felt like this since mid-pandemic madness BRAIN WORMS ARE REEEEAAAALLLLL

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phantoids · 1 year

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yknow the longer i think about things the more i'm not fucking surprised this shit happened. a community where one of the biggest people in it actively normalises making sexual jokes towards, about and around minors that veer on extremely uncomfortable and also encourages them to participate in that? oh gee golly why that seems exactly the environment that makes grooming easier.

#void echos #i'm just. staring into the abyss because that's. it was so fucking obvious.#now i'm not saying it was a purposefully cultivated environment but it was the environment built nonetheless that facilitates that sorta #behaviour being completely fine and normal and allows it to be more easily swept under the rug when being Like That

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witchembrace · 4 months

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since no one's awake i'm going to work on muse tags, yes this means more additions since i literally cannot stop myself. carrd will be updated eventually.

primarily focused on the pandora hearts muses.

#ada vessalius — disciplined sister.#alice baskerville — joys of the daylight.#intention of the abyss — shadows of the starlight.#echo baskerville — je suis à vous.#noise baskerville — je suis en amour.#lacie baskerville — we were there in everlasting bloom.#lily baskerville — tamer of the frumious bandersnatch.#sharon rainsworth — roses bloom for the youngest heiress.#xerxes break — then a mad heart will stain everything.#leo baskerville — prophet of the glens.#levi baskerville — a father's love outweighs all evil.

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im-posting-rips-of-lnduq-zzz · 1 year

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#from the japanese wiki #ice abyss echo #love nikki rips #氷淵の残響 #dark verdict #nidhogg ln #love nikki #is this loading okay

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void-kissed · 1 year

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maeror viventi

Following the relinquishing of the Geo Archon’s Gnosis per the terms of his ultimate contract, Signora and Alectra are set to return to Snezhnaya in order to present their acquisition to the Tsaritsa. However, Alectra is unwilling to leave without checking on someone she had somehow grown attached to in Liyue - namely, of all people, the archon himself. Takes place shortly after the third objective of The Fond Farewell. (1389 words) This piece focuses on my familial selfship with Zhongli. Content warning for discussion of death and grief.

A piece written to commemorate this date, and make concrete the solace brought to me by this character on this day, both last year and this year. This piece of writing is of great significance to me because of what it represents, but I still wanted to share it after having written it out, if that's alright.

Comments on and reblogs of my work are always okay, and appreciated, but they are never required.

(Tag list and document transcript under the readmore:)

Document transcript:

The silver light of the moon shone down over the harbour, reflecting a dozen times in the lazily-lapping waves of the ocean. In the city of commerce itself, however, the lights that glowed were golden, softly shining outside buildings to illuminate the work of the evening. The night was somewhat livelier than usual, owing to the aftermath of the recent troubles afflicting Liyue that still needed to be fully sorted out, and the imminent Rite of Parting that was on the horizon and in many people’s thoughts. However, there were always serene spaces of quiet to be found if you knew where to look, even at times like these.

On one of the paved paths that wound up towards Yujing Terrace, a lone man was staring out over the sea and the city, arms crossed and resting on the barrier.

“Ah, so this is where you went, Mr. Zhongli.”

The voice caused the man to turn his head, looking down at the young woman standing before him. She normally gave off a threatening aura despite her small stature, with her once-corrupting sword in her hand and the blood-red feathers adorning her shoulders and the butterfly-wing mask that covered the left side of her face in ornate gold details - but on this quiet harbourside evening, she appeared decidedly subdued despite all this. Pearlescent teal-green eyes stared up towards his amber ones with an expression that was altogether both soft and sharp; he couldn’t help but feel that she was trying to hold something back.

“Miss Alectra?” he asked her, turning his body to address her with his eyebrows raised in mild surprise. “I must say, I would have expected you to have been on your way out of Liyue already.”

“There are still a few preparations that need to be made before the ship can set sail. And, even if there aren’t- they will wait for me.” she explained.

He smiled, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Most courteous of your fellows.” Then he stopped. “In that case, then.. what brings you here, to have sought me out at this moment?”

She trailed off and looked away somewhat, as if she felt her reason was too trivial. Saying it out loud did not alleviate this feeling, either.

“I just.. wanted to make sure you were alright.” she finally admitted.

“Oh?”

“It’s just-“ She repeated herself, and then stopped, regaining some of her usual even composure to continue with. “For an archon to give up their Gnosis is.. almost inconceivable to most onlookers. After all, as the oldest of the Seven, you have borne its weight for thousands of years. Regardless of what you are, to lose anything that had been so integral would surely be felt by anyone with such an item.”

At her words, the man now known as Zhongli paused - his previous light demeanour had shifted into something more contemplative as he considered her words. Thankfully, both he and Alectra were confident that no other individual was in their vicinity, and so despite the open space, they could both speak freely of their identities; both had known neither was an ordinary human since their first few encounters, after all.

“..You are correct that it was not a decision I made lightly.” he said finally. “However, having witnessed all that has befallen Liyue in recent days.. I am confident that both the Qixing and the adepti will adroitly continue to carry the nation into its new age, in their own individual ways.”

“That.. isn’t what I was concerned for.” Alectra responded, carefully studying his expression. “Although, it is good that you can have faith in this nation’s future. What I meant was - on a personal level - how will you fare in yourself?”

“Ah, so that’s what you were trying to say.” he said with a nod. “Well, I can certainly tell you that things have felt adequate for me thus far. Although it may only have been a short while, I don’t feel as though there’s anything worrying occurring.”

“That’s a relief.” Her words came quickly and loudly, and she visibly seemed to have some tension dissolve from her at his statement. “You.. deserve to get to see what happens next, even if you’ve taken yourself out of the equation. You should get to live your life the way that you want to now.”

“Why, that’s most kind of you to say, my dear.” he replied, understanding the kindness in her words despite the words themselves perhaps not sounding too affectionate. A smile had crept its way onto his face by now, holding both tiredness and gratitude.

She smiled in thanks in return. “I mean it. Besides, if I may touch on this..”

A short silence fell, but she sensed that he was content for her to continue; when she did so, her voice was quiet once again.

“You’re twelve times older than I am, and I am already six times older than what most humans reach. I.. can only imagine the number of friends you must have lost in the time that you have spent here, although I don’t suppose that that alone makes the experience any easier each time. And yet.. well, it must be somewhat surreal for you, to see your city mourning you while you still walk through it freely.”

Then, as she turned her body away to lean over the balcony as he had been doing, he heard another admission that was even quieter still.

“..It’s an awful feeling, being mourned.”

There was a long silence, but then a hand came down onto her shoulder, firmly yet gently.

“If mourning is the expression of one’s grief.. Surely, it would not be wrong to say that such grief is an expression of the love held for those who have passed on. Though no part of this world can truly last for all of time.. This.. is the reason we must treasure the time spent with those that we care for. Even after many years have run their course, it is normal for the feelings to retain the same intensity as they had when the event first occurred. So, for as sad as it may be.. There is nothing wrong with expresssing that sadness, whenever it should happen to rise."

Something in her softened, like a feather melting into snow - and that single feather’s fall was enough to cause a rush of bursting tears from behind the crumbling dam she had tried to maintain since before she had even approached him on this lonely evening.

For all-too-bitter words exchanged between a brother weak from battle and a sister sharp with worry..

For the blameless lives so often torn apart and thrown aside, like pieces on a game board, at the whims of the divine..

For even that original pain, not of death, but of sorrow and anguish screamed through the flames as the nightingale sang to never leave her feeling this way ever again..

Despite how many years it had been, she had never before let herself mourn her own death, and that grief was now swallowing her whole.

Everything was wailing.

And yet, despite it all, he stayed there, as steadfast as stone. In fact, he did more than be some mere unmoving statue - he brought her forwards into a hug, placing his left hand on top of her head.

“This- isn’t right,” she tried to say through her tears, turning her head so that her mask would not dig into his suit as she returned the hold. “I came out here to offer you some solace, not the other way around-“

“That doesn’t mean I cannot be here for you, young nightingale.”

Despite what status he had held as a deity, despite whatever care he may have held or never had for the humans and the smaller little creatures of his own nation - let alone any other ones - the fact remained unchanged that Zhongli was someone Alectra had come to view as something like a father figure, even through the relatively short time they had spent together.

..She held her tongue before the words admitting such could leave it, but the sentiment carried across to him nevertheless.

His eyes glittered as he grieved, and hers flooded as she mourned, and they spent what felt even to them like an eternity holding each other.

#a call from the void #creations from the void #genshin impact selfshipping #(though this is entirely focused on a familial selfship rather than any of my romantic ones)#this post is okay for anyone to reblog as long as my DNI is respected #my writing #grandfather: stone stands steadfast (zhongli)#familial F/Os #self‑insert: ashen nightingale (alectra)#these are the main focuses but there were also allusions to #brother: abyss‑forged warrior (tartaglia)#love: my fair lady (signora)#quite subtly but still #death mention #please let me know if this should be tagged with anything else #delayed echoes #since.. I set this to be posted at what should hopefully be the actual specific time. ten past one on the 23rd of january.#to anyone curious - the title translates as something along the lines of ''grief for the living''#which.. I suppose fits the writing itself more than why it was written. but that's alright.#of wishes and visions (genshin impact)

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