Three Goblin Art
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⚔ 𝗬𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗟𝗘 𝗙𝗔𝗜𝗧𝗛! independent & private multimedia multimuse written by harrow ! featuring original & canon muses from fantasy, sci-fi, & horror. mature themes present (21+). please see carrd for rules & roster ! ( mobile friendly rules + roster below the cut. ) est. april 2026. also found on: @fenanera & @goldblight
𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗗. 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗧𝗦. 𝗕𝗜𝗢𝗚𝗥𝗔𝗣𝗛𝗜𝗘𝗦.
sneaks over here with an announcement: i redid my carrd because i'm restless and silly. there are a few new muses listed. there is also a list of mains there, because i was feeling brave. if your name/muse isn't there, it's because i didn't want to be presumptuous or overstep and i'm riddled with anxiety - if you'd like to be there, just poke this post!!
@calenheir ➺ ever feel like the best of you is something you're still hoping to grow into? / for helly !
Her finger slips on the needle. A campfire makes for poor lighting even on the brightest night, but it's Helene's lack of skill with sewing at all that makes it worse. Her attention snags on her stitching just as it does on Cailan's question, her thread pouring back out of the tight line she'd been dueling for an hour. The best version of herself would probably know how to sew, she thinks, bitter. The best version of herself would have listened to her mother.
Helene huffs in defeat and flings Alistair's pants to the side. Her eyes had held the small detail of her work for so long, the world wobbles when she finally leans back from her hunched position. Cailan's eyes glint like milk-white stars over the fire. Gone forever is the sea-grey color she'd known as a girl, swallowed by the Taint. Another bit of her past, gone. The best of her was long buried, now.
"Someone's feeling philosophical," she tries for levity, first, but it feels strange on her tongue. Stranger in the tight muscles of her smile. Cailan's question didn't have its usual air of musing, nor she the energy to pretend otherwise. "I try not to think about it very much. I'm more worried about right now than I am about later. Why? Planning on some inner-work, after all this?"
YOU ARE NEVER ANNOYING NOR A BURDEN and your ideas are not silly and your characters are lovely. i have rampant / untreated adhd, and bpd; i get overwhelmed with messages sometimes or just straight up miss them, but it is NEVER an indicator of my interest or that you're annoying me. i want friends. i want to hear from you, i promise.
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Was drawn by @Mojamojanaraku on Twitter/X, But they have removed themselves from the platform
i'm thinking about the crows and their involvement in politics ( antivan politics especially, but chess is a world stage ) and - there is a lot that needs to be reviewed there in terms of writing / gravitas because vg would have you think they're the x-men ( and i disagree with that ). but it's my thinking that not every crow will be elevated enough to be involved in the actual politicking as, say, the talons might be. there's levels to it, and while each contract typically has political consequences, not every crow is strictly geared towards social subterfuge.
i think rook falls into the latter. for a very long time they view themself as an instrument to be pointed. it's the hand doing the pointing that's involved in the wider scope and understands the degrees of fallout if an assassination reaches high up the social ladder. even though rook knows how the game is played, they don't want to sit at the table - it's what makes it such an easy thing for them to attempt a hit on dorian's life; their business is not in approving of dorian's reforms or what good he's trying to do - their business is in how the hit should be done. dorian does win them over, and varric bringing el into the fold for the Wolf Hunt is the first time they need to start caring about consequences and working in a team. so yes - they aren't prepared to make the hard choices it takes to lead, but they'll certainly learn.
i'm doing some maintenance while akotsk plays in the bg and i just keep thinking about bertie's interview talking about The Moment (yknow) and how baelor's comment about maekar saying 'he's strong' was said in PRIDE and playful familiarity because they'd grown up together, they'd fought together, how could baelor not approve of the killing blow--
mutuals interested in PLOTTING / BUILDING CONNECTIONS to my muses can like this post ! IF MUSE SPECIFIC, PLEASE SPECIFY ! all muses listed are open for interaction, and AU verses can be established if need be !
@brlsqe ft. leon s. kennedy | sc.
Force of habit moves his hand behind his back before he really thinks. The safety on his gun is flicked on, but his observational skills are hairline this late; a little too strung out, a little too stubborn to admit it. Most people would pace in their own homes - but most people hadn't applied to Leon for quite some time and walking the streets at least felt somewhat productive. He should have turned in five neon signs ago when they started to sound like hospital fluorescents - but then he'd seen her - and Leon's never been very good at keeping his nose down. "Burning the midnight oil, or d'you just like staying up late?"
Leon Kennedy in Resident Evil: Death Island (2023)
Requested by anonymous.
@destinywrought for lucanis + el ( rook ) | sc.
Rook's concept of home was little more than wishbones stacked together. Gathering dust, shoved under a bed like a secret. Orphaned, in a way, just as they were. Some Crows handled the life better - some came willingly, some came born to it with a confidence that only matured over time. Some mourned their lost opportunities. Rook didn't know on which side she fell. She'd sooner kick that wishbone home down altogether. She'd roll the lighthouse in with it, just for the simplicity and bliss of absence. But with Lucanis around - well. Birds of a feather, as the saying goes. "D'you think it'll be easy to go back?" Their fingers rake at an orange skin, pilfered fresh from Lucanis' little storage room and mildly stinging their skin from all the citrus. "After this, I mean. To go back to the Crows, full-time."
@haludh for el ( rook ) | sc.
On their sixteenth birthday, Rook had been given a slice of a cake and a test on their ability to withstand interrogation. Even amidst celebration, a crow couldn't be caught unaware. Viago had been thorough in his lessons - but no one had thought to account for the undiluted attention of an ancient being, and his depthless predilection for needling questions. Each time Rook left her edge of the void, her mind felt a little more filleted, and it's only practice that keeps their mouth shut on the strain - mostly. "I have a lot of positive things to say about the Dread Wolf ... but the negatives list is much longer." They bounce their knee in anticipation of the migraine to come, blinking tiredly and sidelong at the Inquisitor's face. "I don't know how you suffered him for so long."
big fan of stories that, while undoubtedly being about the power of friendship, acknowledge that the power of incredible violence is just as important
the love was there. the love changed everything. the crowbar helped also
Bloodborne AU doodle, post RE:9 Requiem. Yes I am just throwing Leon Kennedy into Yharnam. He'll be fine; I'll probably toss Grace in along with him.
Anyway Hunter Leon (specifically 49 year old daddy Leon flavor) is just too fun of a concept not to play with.
Requiem came out and got me hyper fixated on resi, oops. Probably more doodles coming.
My reflection’s someone else and I don’t know their name
