#tenebres-champ

[birds-multimuse-moved]

With the new Animal Crossing Game right around the corner, I decided to do something fun and draw other peep's characters/muses in an Animal Crossing Style!

(It took 8 hours to draw this and I'm not mentally stable enough to color it all in right now hcskefj)

[It's okay for the tagged people below to Reblog!]

Left to Right:

@rallytheskulls - PW

@ketzerhund - Dust

@spiritedoperetta - Grey

@xatudueye - Dexter

@galatealiberata - 06/Vi

@lxngfxrgxtten - Six

@tenebres-champ - Strelitzia

@moregreaterthan - Kronos

@parasightcd - Fyuga

@lycanrocspirit - Bozidar

@unmaskedchimera - RU-02

@origcmibird - Kubo

[itsraiyninmeteors]

“Cristavolt’s are terrifyin’...”

[catncore]

tenebres-champ replied to your post. 

“ain’t you a little too old to play he loves me / he loves me not ?”

❛   what   do   you   want   Strelitzia.     ❜

[txyknife]

     !!!!

     ❝ FUCK--- ❞

[timecapscle]

tenebres-champ replied to your post.

do you want your face cradled too, bill ? :)

‘ nah... not really, don’t get the appeal really. ’

[sextilleon-a]

      π ‘ﾟ ‣    He should have worshiped her sooner. Who knew religion came in the form of gentle hands and hallowed words; vulnerability that made him shutter in fear but still hold her closer. Gods came in the form of punishment; salvation by damnation and feeling of utter helplessness. Humanity and their subjects were beneath them to look up at in mortal visage and cry out with their ugliness for mercy. ‘ I wanted to be above that, I wanted to become, I wanted to be a god and demand worship -- ’

@tenebres-champ​  -  x

But she .. was so utterly human. Strelitizia didn’t have much words to say but he can see her walls come down in her crack verbatim and the way her hands touched over his coarse, scarred skin marred with black ink in reminiscence of sin. The bloom of crimson when she utters that he was enough as is without the visage of numbers and godspeak. .. But who was he without it? 

Right now .. he was human and her altar. He’s going to be a home where they don’t have to deign disguises.  

     God he’s fucked up. ‘ Strel please save me. ’

But his lips were too busy coveting hers to ask. He’s all choked up in awe, vulnerability and adoration. She falls to the mattress and he comes soon after with hands intertwined and held against the messy blankets. His other arm come to wrap around her waist to pull her up gentle against him so he can bury his face in the nook between her neck and shoulder. He’s getting lost in her red locks and the flame wash of the bedroom. But before they get lost further --

       “ .. Are you sure you’re okay with this? ” Hushed concern. She comes first. 

[noiretabby]

shoots him with a sleeping dart,,, old man, please,,,,,,

Looks at the needles in his arm. 

“ You should know this isn’t the first time I’ve been hit with one of these. I’d say I’m immune to--- “

[ragingwave]

@smelly-champ replied to your post:

we cant be friends anymore

me: hm. I See This Is Who I Betrayed W My Words me:  me: me: bye then