#brokenmask

[ikkitaro]

Shiori Novella - Broken Mask Trend . . . I will start to post stuff here:)

[theghostscarft]

Human cage

[permariewather]

Her...

[maricyacinth]

Did the broken mask trend with an OC cause why not

[0riddles0]

Laurent as the newdad album cover :33

(It's an older piece tho but I needed to post this purple skinned man cuz he's precious to my heart)

[upsurgecomic]

[begotten-soul]

   “The day Hades became Emet-Selch was a happy one. The position was a well earned one, a position he had fought to gain. He was a brilliant man with a brilliant mind, there was no denying that and I felt pride knowing I got to watch my best friend climb the ranks to such a seat in office. He deserved it and I-...I knew he would do great things. He led his people well with the Fourteen.“

“I was happy.”

“But the longing ache of dread loomed over me. This nagging feeling inside, this turning wheel of uncertainty. Something in the back of my mind told me that the pressure and the need to be the protector of his people would lead him astray, to do dire things...”

“And ultimately that sweetness turned bitter.”

“But I never said anything. I stood there and cheered with the rest, never once telling him of my fears even though he would seek my council every now and again...my worry would go unseen, unheard and ultimately when I tried to voice my fears it would be too late.” 

“My silence was always my weakness. My trust, my fault. Perhaps I wasn’t so good of a friend after all.”

“Would he ever forgive me...”

[begotten-soul]

    “Amaurot had a beautiful city center Garden. Tis a peaceful place it was, roses littered the gateway wile lavender lilies  would echo by the path, illuminating with the steps of my people as they found joy within their beauty and scent.”

“Emet-Selch would come forth in the early morn, the only time he truly had to himself before the end days. He would find me in the gazebo after a quiet tutor with the young ones, always seeking council with my aid, always finding peace by my side in the roses field...”

“For all his strain in those days, he had always found content in my garden...there he could be himself, Hades. Free to speak his mind as he did with me in his youth. His smile was as warm as the roses that danced around us. How I long for those days....”