#a--ttano

[mid-nighttiger]

3 for the handwriting ask!!

3: random line of song lyrics

[Image ID: Picture of the words, "I used to be divinity / I used to be a god in my mind" in OP's handwriting /End ID]

ty for the ask :)

handwriting asks

[rapturezoo]

🌊🚬

Decided to go with Maria Eugenia Clemens, my serkonan artisan oc, for this one.

{🌊}—Does your OC worship the Outsider? Are they frightened by him?

She never cared much for him, heard some stories here and there but hardly gave the idea any thought. When her husband grew sick and the doctors failed to come up with any answers, she resorted to the underbelly of Dunwall.

A witch gave her a talisman, carved out of the bones of an extinct leviathan, in exchange for a hefty sum and a collection of Pandyssian gems they had acquired from the estate of a deceased natural philosopher. It pulsated at the touch and sang in dead tongues at night. She was to soak it in rats' blood and place it underneath their bed, leaving it overnight in a bowl filled with milk.

Her husband died anyway and Maria Eugenia, griefstriken, took to experimenting to bring him back. She covered him with a shroud and lay him on his side of the bed. With a dagger, she cut across the palm of her hand and bathed the rune with her own blood, before placing it under her pillow as she lay next to her deceased beloved.

That night seemed endless, time had no meaning as she swam the black oceans, where the whales swam upside down. She dreamt he came back to life, that they danced together like they used to. With a smile, she woke up and kissed his swollen, rotting cheeks as she went downstairs to prepare breakfast.

{🚬}—Does your OC have any dirty habits or addictions? Any vices?

She bites her nails. Her hands are now a mess, joints all swollen with age. She'll never be able to wear the precious jewellry she works so hard to make in that tiny, poorly-lit backroom.

[lilypheria]

SHIP OPINIONS: hashimada and inosaku

HashiMada

InoSaku

[mid-nighttiger]

Top 5 fav things to take pics of!!

birds (of course)

other wildlife

sunsets

stars/space things

aerobatics displays

ask me top 5 things

[uncontrol-freak]

happy birthday, and many happy returns of the day!! I'm so pleased that we exist on this earth at the same time, and that I get to see your beautiful artwork. everything you create is amazing and i always have to sot there for a minute or so just looking. <3 I hope your day goes very well!

Holup I'm not crying that's the rain. Thank you for your words and wishes!! 🖤🖤🖤

[frisk-bris]

Ur my fav ♥ boop

😍💗💕

I won't stop booping 🫶💕

[uncontrol-freak]

✒️ 🐀

[tozettastone]

Old unhappy far off things, cultsim/boh or naruto. Or a crossover/fusion who knows

Tsunade left the village about three hours after the ink was dry on the peacetime agreement.

"You still stand to contribute tremendously to the strength and wellbeing of our village," Sarutobi-sensei said, even as he escorted her to the gates. "Your medical expertise alone..."

A plume of smoke drifted up from his pipe. She watched as it caught the breeze and vanished.

"I'll teach Shizune," she said, which was certainly not what he'd meant.

What he meant was that he would like her to preside over classes of students at the hospital. She could imagine it: her, Princess Tsunade, lord over a full morgue, directing each student one by one as they became familiar with the intimate secrets of icy cadavers, layer by peeled-back layer.

She swallowed hard.

"I'll teach Shizune. On the road." The gates were in sight. In daylight, they were drab and battered.

"If you're sure," said Sarutobi-sensei, resigned. He seemed resigned a lot, lately. War would do that to you.

She was sure. The path out of the village had never seemed so inviting. Freedom beckoned, seductive and tantalising.

Freedom made a lot of promises.