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@silentsymphonia
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@isaaccecilbryant
“Heyyy! Been a while, huh? Staying outta trouble?”
Updates!
「Alright, redid the blog’s theme and gave it a new icon. I NEED SLEEP. GOD. You’re welcome, Zelos.」
“I appreciate it! But with you this tired, it’s hard to communicate without everything gettin’ lost in translation!”
「...」
“Do people still even live here? Nothing works and it looks like shit.”
“I survived the purge, I’m too beautiful to take down!”
Since Tumblr is currently dying (apparently)
You’ll find me here:
Website: hemuset.weebly.com
Newgrounds: hemuset.newgrounds.com
Instagram: instagram.com/hemuset/?hl=en
Twitter: twitter.com/Hemuset
dA: deviantart.com/hemuset
Artstation: artstation.com/hemuset
Picarto: picarto.tv/Hemuset
Mastodon: mastodon.social/@hemuset ^^^^ (I just made it I don’t even know how to use it lol)
The More mature centered galleries:
Pixiv: pixiv.net/member.php?id=1294731
Weasyl: weasyl.com/~hemuset
FA: furaffinity.net/user/hemuset/
HF: hentai-foundry.com/user/Hemuset/profile
Export your blogs just in case, it’s under Settings. Click the specific blog on the side, scroll all the way down and click “Export”
Just a heads up.
What is your muse lacking?
Tagged by: @isaaccecilbryant
Tagging: Whoever’s still alive around here.
Zelos Wilder is lacking 1) social skills 2) communication skills 3) a magical girl.
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yo bro is it safe down there in the woods? yeah man it’s cool by Tomislav Jagnjic
I thought this was just a joke but nope, that’s literally what the artist named this piece.
Some other gems by Tomislac Jagnjic:
And I worried myself sick over naming my art. This is so liberating.
The angel jumped onto the redhead's back, clinging tightly onto him. "Dad, h-happy Father's Day!" Without climbing off of him, she presented a box, all wrapped up for the occasion. Inside was a knit sweater and scarf - the sweater being the perfect shade of blue that matched his eyes and the scarf complimenting his fiery hair. Obviously a lot of time and effort were placed into creating them, even down to the patterned stitching. (1/2)
He was used to the pouncing from Mimi at this point, he only lurched ever so slightly, but did not fall over or lose his balance. He turned his head enough to get a glimpse of Mimi, he smiled at the greeting, finding her slight stammer cute. Zelos grabbed the box with a cheery “Why thank you, my little princess~!” When he opened the box, he examined the carefully crafted cloth materials, holding them up.
Zelos put down the gifts, back into the box, and grabbed onto the angel’s arm with a gentle grasp “Course; I like it, I gotta try it on as soon as possible!” he noticed her silence, feeling she may have more to say, he waited a moment. Sure enough, Mimi spoke once more, and he chuckled “Ahhh, thank you for letting me adopt you. I didn’t think you’d be able to put up with the Great Zelos Wilder for this long.” a short laugh came out from him, the very thought sounding ridiculous had it not actually happened.
OOC:
This is how I imagine Anons looks to muses, to be honest.
“Anons, beings from another plane and can gap bridges between realitys. They invade our world to play trickery on It’s inhabitants. They use a type of magic that could alter the fabric of reality to temporarily alter individuals for seemingly no reason. They seem to posses a sense of humor as there seems to be little rhyme or reason behind what they do. What is their motive? What is their purpose? What do they want? …And why do you have wings, are half-cat, and suddenly very affectionate???”
-A valoran scholar
I. Hear. A. Sound.
silentsymphonia:
The corner of Zelos’ lips twitched with the threat of a smile forming, despite the imagery of both Isaac and Regal blasting him into the next dimension being admittedly a bit terrifying. Thankfully the risk of it ever becoming reality was slim, to none.
He clicked his tongue at how serious Isaac became, lightly swatting him over the head “Ah, don’t get so down, you chump. Just a little friendly advice.” just as quickly as he had tapped Isaac’s head, Zelos crossed his arms over his chest “If the situation were ever to happen, you can come to me, I know a thing or two about sneaking around. One of my closest friends is a ninja, after all.”
Sure he could be sneaky, but he’d probably definitely try and get a certain Chief’s help first.
It was good to joke around with his uncle like this, even if it was at his father’s expense in a way. Really, it would be something to have the power his father commanded in battle. Isaac’s strikes were not heavy hitters and he was frequently told he was more suited for range weapons, but that didn’t stop him from fighting with a sword.
“Ahh-!” Isaac exclaimed more in surprise than pain, rubbing his head were his uncle got him. “Yes, Uncle.” He smiled back. “I’ll be sure to go to you if I ever need your help, I promise.” How lucky was he to have this huge extended family that was willing to help him with whatever life threw at him. Blood didn’t matter between them, because they were a family they all choose to be in.
Just as quick as a swipe at been, Isaac pulled his uncle in for a hug. “You’re the best, Uncle Zelos!”
Zelos clicked his tongue at “Uncle”, trying to hide his mild but obvious flustered expression, it was honestly something that he’d have to get used to. He was releived hearing that Isaac would definitely go to him for help, it lessened his worry, and besides, Zelos always had plenty of connections. Those could always come in handy in so many different ways.
The sudden hug caught Zelos off-guard, but he was quick to react and returned the embrace, he was getting used to all these hugs, they were nice! “Aw I’m being spoiled here, I like this!” The redhead snickered stepping back slipping out of the hug just to pretend to straighten his jacket and take some kind of “official” looking pose.
“But of course I’m the best, why wouldn’t I be~?” it felt odd acting like his old self, but at the same time it was pretty damn appropriate. A grin snuck its way through, ruining the smug look he was going for. “I’m getting bad at acting like me, maybe I need to find some classes for what it was like being the Chosen again, or something.”
No not really, thank the goddess that was over and done with.
tagged by: @isaaccecilbryant
the face your muse makes when they’re happy
the face your muse makes when they’re sad
the face your muse makes when they see something they want
the face your muse makes when they go berserk when their buttons are pushed
the face your muse makes when they see someone they dislike
tagging: Whoever wants to do this. YOU! READING THIS NOW!
also mandatory to @anxosreto and let’s make @calamitouscyan suffer too >: D
??? Daddy??? ( silentsymphonia ) :
It didn’t take long for Zelos to hear the sounds of a struggle, followed by whining. He followed the source of the almost scuffle-like sounds to find Mimi tangled up, with herself. How? He wasn’t sure, but it looked uncomfortable as hell, and it made Zelos glad his wings could materialize and vanish at will.
Okay and he did feel bad for Mimi, at this rate she was going to end up stripping off all the feathers on her wings, that probably would not be something that she’d want to go through. Did that hurt anyway?
Zelos walked over calmly, and waited for the opportune time to quickly grab her arm “Mimi, HEY! Calm down, you’re going to hurt yourself. Stay still will you!?” he commanded, as he ducked out of the way of her other arm. “GAH! That could have been my eye! I already have way more scars on my face than I ever wanted!” His foot went out from under him and the redhead landed rather ungracefully on the ground with a loud thud, thankfully letting go of Mimi before he fell.
The moment she felt someone grab her arm, she screeched, flailing around more violently in her panicked state. Seeing as how painful her current predicament is, she somewhat forgot that she was asking for help in the first place. It took her a few moments for her to take the time to analyze – and recognize – the voice that was speaking to her.
“D-daddy?” So that means…
Whoops.
“Are you okay? S-sorry, dad… I didn’t mean to hit you and stuff…!! M-my wings are pinned and stuck painfully in my sweater.” As she spoke, she attempted to lift and flutter them, but they could barely move an inch or two from their current spot, which was caught snugged within her clothing. The angel wiggled in irritation as a whine followed suit. “C-can you help me please…? It’s really uncomfortable and a bit painful…!”
“Ouuch...” Zelos slowly shuffled up to his feet, lifting his hand towards Mimi, as if she could see it “I’m fine, just don’t move too much.” He sighed and examined the trap that Mimi tangled herself into. Her wings would probably have to come out first, or try a more painful manner. He grunted to himself, mumbling “These are nothing like my wings,” Zelos breathed in through his teeth “Let’s see what we can do, huh?”
He slid his hand where one of her wings were, if he could at least get one of them out, she could probably slip out on her own. They really felt and looked like they were not in the most comfortable position at the moment. “Okay, this is gonna suck, but I’m gonna have to slowly tug your wing free. Well, as free as I can get it, anyway” Her arms would probably be easiest to free, but these things, not so much.
Whelp. This was rather embarrassing. The angel attempted to remove her sweater, but apparently, her wings were not as tucked in against her body as she thought they were. The feather appendages were snagged, rolled up painfully around the fabric as the sweater remained half-tugged up her body. Her face was hidden in her turtleneck, muffled (and pained) whining and yelps escaping due to her current predicament. She struggled in her self-imposed prison, but the flailing of her extra-long sleeves only seemed to make it worse.
“W-waaaaahhh…!! I… I’m… stuck–!!”
Would anyone be kind enough to help her?
It didn’t take long for Zelos to hear the sounds of a struggle, followed by whining. He followed the source of the almost scuffle-like sounds to find Mimi tangled up, with herself. How? He wasn’t sure, but it looked uncomfortable as hell, and it made Zelos glad his wings could materialize and vanish at will.
Okay and he did feel bad for Mimi, at this rate she was going to end up stripping off all the feathers on her wings, that probably would not be something that she’d want to go through. Did that hurt anyway?
Zelos walked over calmly, and waited for the opportune time to quickly grab her arm “Mimi, HEY! Calm down, you’re going to hurt yourself. Stay still will you!?” he commanded, as he ducked out of the way of her other arm. “GAH! That could have been my eye! I already have way more scars on my face than I ever wanted!” His foot went out from under him and the redhead landed rather ungracefully on the ground with a loud thud, thankfully letting go of Mimi before he fell.