#ancientproject

[crescxntic]

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[calisvol]

@ancientproject​ -- ;

     their presence was something that CLAIMED the ancient reservoirs of insanity harbored in his whilst in the course of a shorter time had she come to EXEMPLIFY and personify them . jenova . memories of CONTROL passed through him as well and intangible dread , knowing exactly what they were CAPABLE of . what had been done before his lucidity and agency had been fought tooth and NAIL for . quietly he sits , in the animosity of foreboding should jenova dare to rear an ATTACK . 

[vincentvalenfine]

ancientproject replied to your post:souba’s apparent goal in life: slowly destroying...

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DONT U WINKY KISSY FACE AT ME

[landofshame]

hc stuff: 369 vet visit with the animal crew. including at least one lost hedgehog in the back seat of the car and one terrified dog demanding to be held and carried everywhere even tho he weighs more than Izuru does. this is why Renji is buff.

Renji : [flexes] see these guns? From carrying cute dogs, baby

[calisvol]

         ' s͠o͞ ͏,̕ ̴yo͏u'̧ve͝ ͞com̡e ag͞ai̡n̶ .͢ '̨ his VOICE was a bestial till that disturbed the peace , but with Their presence here , it was no longer SO . eyes were alight not in red , but a chaotic miasma of titian and cobalt that swirled with an UNSTABLE virulence . for since he had consumed much of her flesh and blood , maintaining CONTROL and lucidity over himself had been nothing short of difficult . he prowled , ENCIRCLING , seeking to ensnare as she was to be hunted that night . to finish what had been BEGUN , finally take the last of her powers and godhood for himself . for as it had been STARTED , should it not be finished ?

[ayamacelestine]

ancientproject replied to your post: There are science puns all over my dash

Im so proud of you

I was gonna make another joke about Sodium but I said NA

[noxpraelia]

   { ☩ }—;    Footsteps halt. Something prickles her scalp, something with such a piercing gaze that sears through her back akin to a skeletal index trailing down her spine and causing her to shiver. Obsidian glossed lips part slightly, ebony brows raising in concern because what the ever living f u c k is this presence? Her nose is almost fucking slapped by that scent of formaldehyde that stings and burns, clings to her throat like a lost lover.

   Winterborne optics are aglow, bright as two burning aquamarine stars in the darkness from unsettled emotions. Sight beyond sight attempting to s e e what was before her as she turned to look at what was behind her. Zephyrs roll through and she silently wishes the air sprites dart away here and now, because whatever is in front of her...

                                           It isn't human.