#bransles

[lionfanged]

pls fill out the attached google form for screening on if ur worthy and we will contact u in 5-7 business days a yes/no answer. u will also be paying for the date and it better be good!!

[magioffire]

a beautiful commission from @hero---of---hyrule of @bransles ‘s Octavo and Valeriu being Fruity and Gay. based off the painting David and Saul by Julius Kronberg

[hyliaschxsen]

gives him a lil kissie

!!!!

[astraeusx]

write with my blorbo pls / @bransles 

see, the silly, funny thing about following instincts was that oftentimes, it all happened in a blur. one second, you were a nice, civilized person. well, civilized was a tad bit generous. with sharp-tongue and ever-sharper words, deadlier than any blade, sometimes aster could not help himself in making remarks most unkind. but that was all verbal jest, never anything dire. that was always begun by offended parties who had tempers as delicate as their egos.

but he, the one to endanger others? he, the most gracious of the starlight jaguars, first of his royal kin to not stare down upon the humans like insects, with a spirit spilling over with kindness and generosity and goodwill?

unheard of! blasphemous, even!

so, what had caused this spiraling series of events with all of his bulk pinning down a slender young man that could be snapped in half with the slightest breeze? a leaf was fiercer than the poor lad staring up at him, but, it was not physical appearance alone that had triggered fight or flight.

with slender pupils dilating wide, a sharp-clawed hand reached down. the tips of his nails needed only to barely draw against the other’s pale skin to draw blood as his fingers grabbed what they were seeking---a necklace, its ancient power felt beneath the pad of his thumb.

when astraeus so decided to speak, it was not with the jolly lilt he had used when laughing along with the stable’s patrons. it was deep, dark, and akin to a jaguar’s growl.

‘ when did you break out of your seal? ‘

[detheyes]

@bransles​   ♡    s.c

❝ you ! we’ve been looking for you ! ❞ green eyes seemed to brighten at the sight of the mage — the one who was the maker of this fine game . the one who crafted these fun songs to dance to ! oh it was lovely ! they rushed over ignoring the melody for a moment before stopping .  ❝ ah . we broke the rules . ❞ the god stopped , turning on their heel to bolt back to stand the spot where they had originally yelled before running back towards the man ; this time in beat ( there ! they fixed it , they can still play — right ? )

❝ when we woke up from our nap everyone was dancing — i like this game ! how do we win ? oh ! what do we get if we win ? ❞

[reastless]

spongebob starter / @bransles

“  you  asked  for  a  couple  of ice  cubes  in  your  drink, and  i  only  put  in  one!  ”

[lightumbra]

“octavo...” an idle hum, cheek resting in her hand as she ran her index finger around the end of her glass.

 “forgive me if this is too personal, but have you...ever been in love?”

@bransles |  ♡

[livingecho-arch]

@bransles​​ ♡ s.c.

oh . this was different . vis had not seen octavo , his darling , his dearest –– the siren of his heart ,  since the revolution broke out so violently that all ports had to be shut . yet now , as he stood before him . . . he looked so different . but vis was different too now , wasn’t he ? swallowed by god he had become him . yet , he had returned the crown to the proper person , for he was not god - king . SIMPLY GOD . 

his script was different from his own . not words –– not exactly . more like . . . symbols . a code or cipher vis couldn’t make much out of . he isn't real . my parents lie . i know the truth but I could never tell you or they will all die .  at least in the bliss of ignorance one can live life as they pleased , doing whatever they truly desired . . . even if his cipher controls him with variables and constants . 

vis had his helpers , those of the church vahymn , bring octavo to the temple where he now resided , but to a room where the body was not . that was too much of a shock . not yet . 

❝ hello my love . ❞ there was no anger . no bite to the words . not even a softness –– simply just . . . tired . ❝ it has been a while . i do apologize for that . i meant no harm in not contacting you i just . . . was busy . i cannot give many details , a higher power forbids me –– although they are curious of your reaction . ❞ hands held in front of him , tightening their grasp on one another . desperately he wanted to run into the familiar arms of octavo . kiss him with all the passion in the world ! run fingers through those beautiful locks as he stared into those eyes . 

but he now must hold back . for whatever the mind felt , the body would react . 

❝ . . . you don’t want to know what's outside the window . ❞ there were no windows in this room .