𝑖'𝑚 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑

[ ... ] 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠, 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑?

[lastwhale]

    ❝̲    ——   i don't decide who wins and whose body gets tossed into the river to rot.   but i do enjoy watching.  ” 

  #𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚃𝚆𝙷𝙰𝙻𝙴.    independent, private writing blog for  𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑂𝑈𝑇𝑆𝐼𝐷𝐸𝑅  of arkane studios’ DISHONORED (2012).   current status: on hiatus for an indeterminate time.

CARRD  +  HEADCANONS  +  INBOX TAG  +  WISHLIST  +  SELF PROMO.

[lastwhale]

alright. like this post if you’d like for me to follow from the new blog.

[lastwhale]

update: i’m gonna remake this blog in the upcoming few days and be extremely, extremely selective about who will receive the url. that being said, i miss my boy and will be back. i promise!

[lastwhale]

i figure it’s a good idea to make a proper post for this, but this blog, for now, is on hiatus.

to be honest, i need to let my dishonored hyperfixation rest for a bit. after nearly a decade of it constantly being on my mind - with the outsider as the primary reason - i’ve kind of... ran out of steam? out of ideas? i love the outsider very dearly. he’s a character that’s influenced me unlike any other. and i know i’ll be back, i always will be, who am i without the outsider in my brain?  but to be honest... i struggle to be here. i struggle to write and to find interest to do so. it feels almost painful sometimes. having been on my other blog for literally a few weeks made me realize what it’s like to want to write again ... and it made me realize that for now, i cannot write here.

i can’t make any promises about activity, or when it’ll pick up again. this is something i can’t lie about. i need to give myself the time to really be inspired again.

this is not a goodbye, it’s a pause. and it pains me to do this, but it’s better to not lie.

if you really want to write with me still, i can write on discord! just, be patient with me, don’t expect any big plots, and mostly dynamic-focused threads.

thank you for reading. hopefully i’ll be back soon. i understand if you can’t wait and i won’t demand you stay. but i hope that when i return, i’ll see each of you still writing and still passionate about your muse. you’re all wonderful.

[lastwhale]

trying to get into the swing of things here again so ... lms for an ask?

[lastwhale]

the outsider constantly thinks about the hopeful boy he was and how that boy is now forever locked in a prison deep within him, covered by layers and layers of grief & blood, his adulthood forged from necessity and violence

[housesrot]

THE PRICE OF RESURRECTION

nathaniel orion g.k / anna ådén / antigone - sophocles, tr. anne carson / jenna barton / grief lessons - anne carson / ain't no grave - claude ely

[lastwhale]

the outsider rides the line between ethereally beautiful and unnerving & uncanny ... leaning into his naturally androgynous features, but with unnaturally pale skin, blue / purple veins visible and eyes blacker than the night sky.  he’s more than aware of this  --  and utilizes it.  the void amplifies this, too, wanting to draw in “subjects”, inspiring its own curiosity; turning him mesmerizing, maddening.  magnetic, yet terrifying.

[lastwhale]

almost 6 years since doto :/

[lastwhale]

i need some plots where the outsider is weak/human again and needs some serious care. who wants this

[arsanimarum]

Knut Hamsun, Pan

[lastwhale]

happy new year everyone, ur all amazing and im grateful to have u<3

[lastwhale]

the outsider is soooo autistic. if someone gave him a weighted blanket he’d lose his mind

[lastwhale]

@colecassiidy​ asked:

The brim of a black hat lies on the flats of his fingers. It's not his own, sized to fit a smaller crown. A complimentary bundle of lavender is stuck into its band, to be removed at leisure at a later time. Cole grins crookedly, setting it onto the Outsider's head gingerly. Voice warm, the impish and spark in his eyes softens into something fond, "Reckoned I could get you a hat that'd fit you." The mischief returns in a teasing smirk that quirks the corner of his lips. He taps the newly adorned brim down, "Merry Christmas, Short Stuff."

it wasn’t a holiday he celebrated.  in fact,  the outsider knew little of the traditions they’d discussed before  —-  the conifer covered in decorations, the songs honoring a divine child, the sharing of warmth and gratitude    …   it seemed like a holiday he would’ve enjoyed as a boy.  despite this, he did not wonder;  ‘twas better if he did not imagine what could’ve been, if only to save himself from mourning.

so,  one could certainly call it a surprise when dearest cole thought of him  —-  and brought him something.  disbelief was evident from his facial expression, demeanor suddenly less egotistical than expected.  for a moment, he merely stood there, processing what this meant :  how cole could view him. 

after a few seconds of no movement at all, the outsider tilted his head upwards further than usual, all to see cole from underneath the brim of his hat.  oh.  the previous one was much too large for his smaller physique, and this one   …  it fit perfectly.  it was his style, too.  cole knew what he liked.

gratitude didn’t come easy.  not because he did not feel it, but because he did not wish to seem  —-   insincere.  gauging appropriate levels of gratitude was a tedious task. the outsider had never been this good with socializing, he wasn’t built to be dancing to a tune he’d never once heard.

the curling of his lips was softer, warmer.  humane.  a glimpse of the man within showed, for once.  a genuine smile.

“  thank you, dear. ”  fingers hovered upwards, brushing against the brim of the hat. careful.   “  i will treasure this forever.  ”  a pause, his gaze never averting.  “  merry christmas.  ”  

[chandelyer-deactivated20241003]

‘Mermaid Sea’ porcelain corset by Joyce Spakman

[devilsrph-deactivated20240728]

send ‘ mistletoe ’ for our muses to get caught under the mistletoe together. + specify if it is on accident or on purpose.

[lastwhale]

okay but does anyone want a Gift from outsider for these Holidays