holy shit it’s been a year since i’ve had this blog & i forgot
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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@showmedeath
holy shit it’s been a year since i’ve had this blog & i forgot
❈ Grim Aesthetics ❈
just another heads up that i’m at @aplusahol3 now ! ~ i’ll return here too, eventually (probably soon to finish some stuff) but it’s still not set in stone ^^;;
so. . YES. this blog will be on an indefinite HIATUS until further notice !
“Love, the deadliest of all deadly things: It kills you both when you have it and when you don’t.”
— Lauren Oliver, Delirium
Ramona by tot3mica on DeviantArt
just another heads up that i'm at @aplusahol3 now ! ~ i'll return here too, eventually (probably soon to finish some stuff) but it's still not set in stone ^^;;
so. . YES. this blog will be on an indefinite HIATUS until further notice !
me: i like this villian
yall: OKAY this is ok but like, um, jhave you considered that this character is a Bad Person and you shouldnt be IDOLIZING and ROMANTICIZING this character because thy are evil and edgy and thats wrong
me: i LOVE this villian in fact
The group picture I’ve been working on for weeks is finally done This is a compilation of my RP Squad, with everyone’s muses represented in what we have unofficially dubbed Painter and Friends.
Detail shots of every character included as the picture is so wide. From left to right:
Millard ( @outofajcb ): The painter’s butler who has a secret (but not-so-secret) thing for his boss. Keeps to himself most of the time, and doesn’t like to be the center of attention.
Mist ( @miracleblossom ): She found the painter’s house through a dragon’s gate, and commissioned him for a portrait and art lessons. They’ve grown a strong father/daughter bond since.
Ghost Wife ( @measuresofmusic ): The painter’s departed wife, who sometimes graces the house with her ghostly presence. She is just starting to learn about everyone else who graces the house now.
The Painter ( @thelayersoffear ): The insane artist who is constantly trying to create his Magnum Opus, and is the glue that ties all these strange individuals together. How does his house constantly attract strange folks from different dimensions?
Stefano ( @showmedeath ): A photographer who gets along very well with the painter due to their shared passion for art. They have become fast friends and make a lot of banter. And there may be some sexual tension
Claire ( @executionersghost ): A strange woman hailing from Yharnam, seeking some refuge from her hellish way of life. She actually came through a painting in the workshop, and pops in from time to time to offer company and eat peanut butter.
in an endlessly revolving dream i danced with you again
me ? thinking about making another blog for another character that i suddenly fell in love with ?? it’s more likely than you think :^)
me ?? finally making that blog ?? yeah uhh let's say i'm really into dbh and i love detective reed — @aplusahol3 for anyone who wants to have a gavin by their side :^) (which probably is not a good idea)
i'll be there for a while !
me ? thinking about making another blog for another character that i suddenly fell in love with ?? it's more likely than you think :^)
Send my muse a word and they’ll tell you something about their past related to that word (Angst Edition).
For starting angsty, sometimes difficult, conversations. The words can be taken in any loose way the mun/muse can use them. Trigger warnings apply.
Nightmare Loneliness Forget Heartbreak Luckless Anger Confusion Neglect Fear Illness Death Loss Monster Misunderstanding Loveless Dark Painful Cold Disloyalty Abandonment Escape Break Injury Dissociation Panic Cruelty Lost Misfortune Lies Abuse Emotionless Blood Goodbye Incomplete Hollow Evil Noise Threat Unrequited Change
Your lies touch me more than your hands ever did
(via the--girl--in--yellow)
❝onewiththeglow
if he were to think of it in depth, the fact that he had never seen her parents in real life would immediately show itself up forth. it was true though, that in all these years stefano spent very close to miss lewis, the subject of her parents (or of his) never appeared. as strange as it was. . as they had time to speak about their pasts, it always missed from any conversation. they loved to share present experiences, but oh. . what kind of conversations the photographer and his model used to have. . about the wonders of the universe, what’s beautiful, what’s real, what would’ve been like to be married. at some point, this happened just for a rule to be estabilished: it’s all about the business, fame, the money they get from all the shootings. it’s always been a thing, to hide themselves from one another.
and stefano respected that even now as she lay in a casket six feet under while a rain of pitty, guilt, maybe regret, all faked up, fell wet over the soil it’s covered with. he stood outside the crowd surrounding her ; he only kept abiding by the rule. . and this woman, a stranger, spoke truth as if she could see right through his thick layer of pure façade. stefano hardly kept himself from saying anything remotely expressive or too revealing, that could’ve somehow turn all his plans JUST upside-down.
beacuse after all. . . it’d be a shame to know the body they have burried wasn’t in fact the model’s.
' quite the miracle, aren’t you ? ' the monotonous tone in his voice remained unchanged. ' you must’ve known her better than i to make such dangerous assumptions. '
. . .
' i have never met her parents, and now that i’m able to have a look at her father’s figure and hear his speech, i’m glad. i truly am. '
a standing, stuttering, disgraceful mess that old man was. disgusting.