#helbent

[engardebitch]

@helbent | 📜, for an incorrect quote.

[madingenuess]

@helbent <3 for a starter.

❝ you let me do it to you throughout college  ❞   a  pout  was  evident  on  the  blondes  features.  the  best  thing  about  her  relationship  with  helen  was  that  there  was  always  the  possibility  for  impulse  makeovers  or  like  now,  eyebrow  dyeing.  her  wine  glass  was  long  forgotten,  nail  gently  scraping  over  the  others  eyebrow  as  she  inspected  closely.  ❝ i do it all the time, i promise i won't mess it up  ❞

[lilli234]

[dragon-specter]

So I Found Mystery Skulls on Spotify

and I saw that Helbent featured Snowblood, and that got me thinking about Mystery skulls animated.

Snowblood is the singing voice of Shiromori, her story involves blood, and an ice themed samurai. That entire subplot is just a reference to another music artist.

[thegaissilent]

for: @helbent

"It's a catastrophe. It's unprecedented. It's off-book, it's unfortunate."

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"Well, it's..." Galinda stares at the hole in the middle of her body. It is quite a sight to behold, if not bizarre. There's no blood, no evidence that this was quite a gruesome wound caused by her sister. Instead, it looks almost weirdly normal, like that's always been a part of Helen.

The idea of eternal life was tempting when she first heard of it. By accident, because she walked into a fight between Helen and Madeline — as it so often happened — except the stakes seemed much grander now.

So now, she wonders if it'd really be worthy. She values her body, her appearance, everything about herself way too much to think of carrying a wound like that throughout eternity.

But then again, she would probably take better care of herself.

"Unique. That's for sure... Did she really shoot you with a shotgun?!" It's almost retorical. Galinda wouldn't put it past her sister and her strange relationship with her best friend, but she couldn't deny it was still a little bit, well, shocking, to say the least.

[mdonna]

DO YOU THINK I'VE GONE AROUND THE BEND? [@helbent]

She is not a stranger to madness. Or the recognition of something unrecognisable as madness. After all, is there anything sane about the way Mavis sees the world? The cosmos splintering into infinity in her mind's eye, time dripping out from cracks across the galaxy—leaking like tears onto the back of her hand. Helen flickers in and out of her vision, every other version unravelling further than the last. And still, despite (or maybe because of) everything, at the end of each fraying thread, she is never any less Helen. Never any less Sharp.

“I don't know what that means.” Is it the turn of phrase, or is it madness itself? The Celestial Madonna knows all. She should. But the more she sees the less she knows. The more she knows the less she sees.

Or maybe this is a joke. Or a lie hidden underneath the joke.

“You're yourself.” Or maybe— “Aren't you?”

[engardebitch]

how old are you turning again ? / @helbent, for madeline.

“ a question like that and not even a gift to make up for it ? ” she gasps, brow furrowed and lips pursed as she commits the look helen gives her to memory. you never ask a woman her age. she almost hears in the same voice that trickled through her house another lifetime ago— wants to hold the air of moral superiority above her just a moment longer before tilting her head aside, because helen almost lays the bait for her too simply, and she deserves a challenge today. “ i’m surprised at you, hel. ”

it’s easier to focus on her over the shift. the familiar fear of the date ebbing over her skin when there’s no real weight to it anymore, no signs of time to protest against other than the stagnant twist of skin along her neck. she wraps herself in the familiarity of this, barrelling forward and headstrong not to let it best her.

“ i also find it very hard to believe you don’t remember. ” she accuses, somewhat incredulous when she feigns a pout and eventually caves into a smile. its self - indulgent and a little smug ( she deserves to be this, too, on a day all about her ), because helen has already betrayed herself by admitting she has the date memorised— and she finds a little thrill in the thought of it scribbled on a page somewhere in helen’s study, buried and suffocated but still proof of her beneath scrapped ideas and journal entries.

[madingenuess]

🫂!

↳  three  useless  headcanons  /  accepting.

i.  During  college,  Madeline  convinced  Helen  to  try  a  dark  brown  hairdye  during  one  of  their  “makeover  nights.”  Helen  cried  about  how  terrible  it  looked  after  they  had  rinsed  her  hair  so  Madeline  had  to  sprint  to  a  24-hour  store  in  the  rain  to  buy  copper-red  dye  as  well  as  bleach.  The  disaster  was  diverted  but  for  about  five  hours  Madeline  felt  so  bad  she  swore  to  Helen  that  they'd  never  do  makeovers  again,  which  didn't  last  because  Madeline  can't  resist  the  project  of  making  helen  cool.

ii.  I  think  a  lot  of  people  have  the  same  headcanon  but  Madeline  taught  Helen  how  to  kiss,  mostly  because  she  was  so  surprised  that  Helen  hadn't  kissed  anyone  before.

"Wait.  You've  never  kissed  anyone?  Like,  not  even  spin-the-bottle?  Not  even  a  terrible  high  school  prom  kiss?"

"No.  I  was  always  the  funny  friend.  No  one  ever  wanted  to." "Well,  we  can’t  have  that.  It  is  better  to  learn  from  someone  with  experience,  Hel.  I’ve  had  rave  reviews.”

It  wasn’t  romantic  and  they  didn't  really  speak  about  the  kiss  afterward  but  the  kiss  lingered  a  bit  too  long  and  Madeline  spent  an  week  trying  to  forget  how  Helens  lip  balm  tasted.

iii.  Every  year  they  exchange  increasingly  passive-aggressive  Christmas  gifts.  This  is  a  tradition  that  started  after  they  finished  college  and  progressively  became  worse  over  the  years.  Helen  gave  Madeline  a  book  titled  “Age  Gracefully”  one  year.  Madeline  retaliated  with  a  signed  gym  membership  and  a  card  that  just  said  “You're  welcome.”

iv.  Madeline  showed  up  at  the  mental  institution  multiple  times  when  Helen  was  Institutionalized.  She  could  never  go  in  and  visit  her  but  she  watched  her  from  the  street.  Madeline  was  convinced  that  she  did  it  just  to  keep  track  of  Helen  but  deep  down  it  was  because  she  couldn't  live  with  not  seeing  her.  Helen  saw  Madeline,  the  few  times  she  looked  out  from  windows  or  took  a  walk  in  the  garden  but  she  just  thought  it  was  her  mind  playing  tricks  on  her.