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#theme: melancholy
0fps · 3 months
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SOUSOU NO FRIEREN ❖ fern vs lügner
Damn you, Frieren. How did you train this girl?
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favoure · 10 months
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maybe i'll find you in some other life we won't be heartbroken half of the time
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yore-donatsu · 1 year
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*Play Davy Jones's theme*
This was supposed to be the research for the #RaMAYtta I have other doodles for other days and I would like to refine them before posting them (They are even messier than this one ^^"""") For the Chibi Stupid headcanon: I can see Poseidon enjoying making bubbles and spashes with his tentacles
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w1lmuttart · 4 days
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All music I make sounds so melancholy lmao
Anyway wip (both music and drawing)
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willowser · 3 months
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i'm cleaning out some of my millions of drafts today and i forgot that early on in my tumblr dot gov time, i would always save poetry about the sea/ocean and tag it for shouto 🥺
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Iced Earth - I Died For You
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Help, I've had "The Child You Were" stuck in my head for over 3 hours and it's making me very emotional and making me feel too many things!
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wasabi-beeeeatz · 7 months
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Let me talk about how full of emotions ORDER and WAR are and how each song has a story.
So we all know about the two out of three Prime bosses in Ultrakill yes? And their stories? If not, let me summarize each story.
Minos -
Former Judge of Hell and former King of Lust. Gabriel sentenced him to the Lust Layer and took over the job of the judge. Minos created an utopian city in the Lust Layer to protect his people from the heavy winds only to get STRUCK down by Gabriel and get his large corpse overrun by Parasites, said corpse gets controlled by said Parasites and destroys EVERYTHING he worked hard on building. His soul gets trapped into the Flesh Prison and he becomes Minos Prime.
Sisyphus -
Was a king, cheated death twice and his punishment is to roll a boulder up a hill for all eternity up until the Heavens went silent. He used this downtime to form an army and wage war on the Angels of Heaven, knowing that he'll fail in the end. His head gets sliced off by no other than Gabriel, causing the army to quiver and lose the army now that their beacon of hope got slain. He formed into a Prime soul rather quickly so the Council trapped him into the Flesh Panopticon in fear that he'll break out once he wakes up.
NOW let me talk about their themes, starting with Minos Prime and ORDER.
Minos was a pacifist and still is. He only fights V1 because of the crimes against humanity it had caused up until this point in P - 1. When confronted with Gabriel he didn't fight, he tried to reason with the Archangel only to get his body brutally broken in the end. He didn't watch over his Kingdom of Lust for the fame and glory, he watched over it to give the sinners there a peaceful afterlife as he thought the act of lust was not a sin worth getting punished for. His Prime soul reflects this by having a hole for a face. His story is solemn, depressing and hopeful AND his theme, ORDER, reflects that by having the intro to it have like a violin like instrument playing. The Requim leitmotif that plays in the middle of the track is LOUD and IN YOUR FACE but yet it still has that violin like instrument playing. The song is more quiet and melancholy than WAR, which is VERY loud but we'll get to that very soon, but it still has that anger to it. He is angry at you, V1, and he is going to give YOU judgement for the sins you have done. When defeated, he will apologize for not saving his children from this cruel, dark world that is now run by Machines. He is at fault for not being able to save his people from being thrown into disarray after getting slain by Gabriel.
Now let's talk about Mr. One must imagine aka King Sisyphus, a tyrannical king that cheated not once but twice in his life time.
Sisyphus was no pacifist. He was a tyrant who deserved his punishment. He fights V1 as if it was a game or warmup for the real deal of crushing the Heavens. He quite literally has the power of the sun as his absence of a head gets replaced by a glowing orb that resembles the bright star. He decided to wage war on the people of Heaven, fully knowing that he'll just fail but he still did it. He was frustrated, angry, FULL of RAGE that he got punished but he enjoys it. He enjoys his punishment and his theme, WAR, reflects that. WAR is loud, abrasive, and in your face, with a guitar like instrument playing in the intro. It is showing how ANGRY Sisyphus is. The Sands of Tide leitmotif in the middle of the track is LOUD and IN YOUR FACE, much like the Requim leitmotif in ORDER but it has the feeling of enraged to it. The leitmotif is NOT quiet, it is LOUD. IMPATIENT. ENRAGED. It shows how he cheated, lied, and got his way in his life time and afterlife time. He fights V1 as if the machine was just an appetizer. When defeated, he will ramble on how the times of King Sisyphus has now ended, that he never regretted a single second of it and died laughing.
TL:DR;
I love these two old men and I hope whatever the third Prime boss is gets a theme that is equal to ORDER and WAR and gets recognizable as well.
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beevean · 6 months
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Castlevania: Order of Ecclesia
An Empty Tome
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letyukisayfuck · 7 months
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me, learning there's an official web series where haruhi goes to the usa and speaks fluent english: i can use this to further the neopets enjoyer haruhi agenda
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tookishcombeferre · 12 days
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Papyton Week Day 1: Movies "You Are Right Where I Belong"
Papyrus hasn’t seen this movie in a long time. No. Papyrus hasn’t seen this since he was small, and he and Sans watched it Underground on the TV in their house in Snowdin. He liked it well enough, but they didn’t usually have much time for movies. Besides, Sans always fell asleep which made it boring to want to watch movies anyway. There was no one to share the suspense and joy with when Sans decided to nod off.
However, Papyrus finds that watching movies with with Mettaton is very different.
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ceradenja · 1 year
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Magomarch Day 3: Paradise
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thecarlinecanopy · 2 years
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Final Fantasy XIV scene: Emotional
Background Music: Dramatic
My Character: Draws weapon
My Character's Moogle Weapon: Makes Moogle noises
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quecksilvereyes · 1 year
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a beautiful boy
you meet a beautiful boy when you are thirteen and barely fit into your running shoes. there is a mole just under his lips, and when he laughs, the world is a little brighter. the rain smells a little sharper.
“hey”, says the boy with a beautiful breaking voice.
you have never before wondered what someone's mouth might taste like. but his eyes crinkle and his knees are rubbed raw. his skin is tanned and there’s a soft dusting of freckles along his nose.
you ache.
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you kiss a beautiful boy against the bleachers when you are seventeen. his calves are strong and his hands are woven so tightly into your hair that you think he might never let go at all. his chest pushes against yours in short bursts, his lips rest against the flutter of your pulse.
he tastes like soot and rain. when he rests his head against the metal doors, the fluorescent lights illuminate the curve of his throat. his hair is ever soft under your fingers, full of sand and salt.
he smiles.
you lick into his mouth and when he gives way under you, it's a downpour of ash. his tongue lies, heavy lead, against yours. when he drags you closer, it is a phantom of a claiming.
did you ever crawl into a fireplace, for him?
did he ever drag you, shaking hands and steady legs, over a chasm dug by time?
in his back pocket, his phone rings, an old-fashioned thing. “oh fuck”, says the beautiful boy with beautiful eyes and a wretched smile. “bob.” he holds up the phone between the both of you. “we've got a case. i gotta run.”
you don't hold onto him. you don't ask him to stay. you don't bury your mouth in the swell of his shoulders, you don't drag your calloused hands through his hair.
if you did -
you kiss a beautiful boy against the bleachers. he won't stay there, even if you sink pins into his joints and your teeth into his lungs.
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you hold a beautiful boy pressed against your chest. his hair is ruffled and there is something blooming on his skin. if you drop your hands against his back, you can feel a twin-imprint against the spread of his ribs. your fingertips against his vertebrae, his mouth smeared along your collar bone.
the pockets of his shorts are turned inside out, and his backpack is spread on the floor. against the freshly laid wood, his phone vibrates.
a beautiful boy presses his nose and his mouth and the worried line of his forehead into your skin. his hair is dripping sand, his cheeks are dripping salt. his shoulders are shaking and he has not taken off his shoes.
they are stained black over the thick layer of red he has run into them over the years, and his socks are loose on his ankles. his shorts are wet against your legs, and his shirt sticks to your chest. his voice floods the valley of your guts.
on the floor, his phone vibrates.
when he untangles himself from your bones, do you let him? do you watch him fix his pockets and run his hands through his hair? will it be you who lays still as he picks up his things?
a beautiful boy pulls his mouth into a tear-dripping smile. “justus.” he holds the phone up between you. “we’ve got a case.”
do you see his lockpicks, strewn on the floor? do you let him press his mouth against your wrist, a flutter of gratitude?
you don’t pull it away. you smile at him until your cheeks hurt and you can feel the salt eating into your skin. you don’t get out of your bed.
“hey”, you say.
a beautiful boy stands in your doorway, already half out of your room. he barely turns around.
“do you think if i draw him a chart, justus will understand the concept of personal property?”
the boy laughs. the world is a little brighter, and the rain smells a little sharper. you pull yourself up on your elbows, and the corners of your mouth towards your cheeks.
“he always gives them back when i need them”, says the boy and shrugs. “he knows.”
and-
there is soot spread on your skin, and lead on your shirt where a beautiful boy has dug himself inside of you. there is, still, an ashen handprint cupping his mouth, and a set of lips lain on the top of his shoulder. his chest moves slowly.
let him go.
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you watch a beautiful boy win a sprint with a sunlit smile on his face. he doesn’t turn towards you. instead, he spreads his hands through curls and lays his head against a sharp-edged boy cushioned with care. a set of palms on his hips. another on his neck.
“hey, colleagues”, he says, and shapes with his mouth a tale of longing. “is there a case?”
both of them shake their heads. “we’re here for you”, they say into the freckles on his face.
the boy laughs.
the world is a little brighter. the rain smells a little sharper. you rest your forearms against the railing, and stay there until the metal has left marks on your skin. On the track, a beautiful boy crashes against rocks and leaves behind a spray of froth.
the stones sway in time with him, lips on his shoulder, and hands on his mouth.
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– the perfect wave breaks underneath your board. you ride it until you get stuck in the sand and lose the last of your momentum. in your throat, there sits a whooping sound. your muscles burn.
laying in the sand, you shake your head until your hair hits your face. come on, and grab your board. there is only so much time a wave can spend, spitting spray, apart from the sea.
there is only ever one perfect wave.
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justmwahstruly · 7 months
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jus a lil mob dump for the brain
(lil tw gore, stitches, slight eyestrain, scopophobia, self harm)
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I should probably elaborate!
Molly, in fact, canonically has four siblings, a brother and two sisters! She is the oldest of them all. She had four siblings, in this AU. Of course, her family somehow got tangled with the Darling Family, with her little sisters managing to work their troublesome way into this world. She was at school with her brother, and when she came home…
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She and her brother had discovered their parents and sisters laying in a pool of blood, around various areas of the house. All having had one eye carved out. (this def isnt actually a thing but it’s an idea! with how they all presumably give up an eye when they join the family, i thought it might cool for there to be a thing where they carve an eye out as a sort of death trademark, saying “killed by the Darling Family” but this could just be a weird one time thing, like maybe one of her sisters made fun of the lack of eye 💀) She and her brother could no longer live in the home, she decided, not that they could bring themselves to anyway. Not the home their family had been murdered. She and her brother tried to get jobs, and live functionally, but to no avail. Benny pointed out various times, in alleys, that he would see people covering their left eye, or keeping it shut. (i think??) She never though about it too much, until he mentioned their family’s carved eyes.
Their left eyes.
(ignore the eye in the picture ;-;)
She decided to look into it, keeping it secret from Benny. Of course, secrets can’t stay secrets forever when it’s only two. They both looked into it at that point, and they traced similar murders down to a certain group: the Darling Family, and their infamous leader, Wally. Molly developed a burning hatred for the entirety of them, her brother’s hate coming no where near it. She swore on her life to take them all down, to avenge her family. Her poor, 5 and 6 year old sisters. They became a duo, and gradually gained reputations and many scars. Benny puts his hair up to show off the one on his forehead, as his bangs usually hide it. He’s proud of the scars he’s gained, as he gained them toward the cause of avenging their family. Molly as well. Molly will have episodes, where she’ll harm herself and undo her stitches. Benny’s learned to just leave her be when these happen.
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(i experimented with a different style of colouring and different palette, and i dont think it looks half bad!)
They two of them basically work as paid assassins, mercenaries if you will. They work for anybody and do anything, as long as they pay. Everyone other than the Darling Family, of course. They’ll work for free if someone has them kill a Darling, since they work towards doing just that.
my fingers hurt from typing (and drawing 😭) now so take a random doodle of mob molly now
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and Mob Au belongs to @clownsuu
i make you suffer and i am sorry for us all (me included i pain)
(and mayhaps she joins @chimeracarnival ‘s Clover? if they got more into the whole ordeal, they probably would. I don’t think they could stay out of it regardless, with their reputations. Of course, when word gets out she’s dead, she’s rather upset that such a strong woman with the same goal as her is “gone.” They both have such strong drive to take out Wally’s family, i jus hahsjsjjxjsjxjj—)
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moldspace · 2 years
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a new zine, about an estate sale and what the things we leave behind say about us
will be up for purchase on my shop soon
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