#uaghhh

[orthopterangel]

the mischaracterization of suzuki shou into an annoying "cute adhd baby" is a phenomenon that needs to be studied

[aka-indulgence]

Would like for ht sans to chase me and snap his teeth st me and chuckle when I get scared

[cikorui]

Meleris mdrr au

Eris's jewelry inspo::: https://www.tumblr.com/arrgh-whatever/787098979381952512/eris-outfits?source=share

TheymakemefeelsooUAAAGGHH

[lumaereis]

bye i took a break from studying to draw this but like how did ts take an HOUR 💔

pray for me please

[the-ace-ofhearts]

i need an artist to draw me fanart …. i need my yumeslop…. i get so like UAGAHEGHAHEUEHA when i see other people get yumeship fanart because thats my goal heh

i mean if any artist wants to dm me….. go aheaaafdd.. i have no money tho so uh. DIES

[boobxrry0]

Ok rq Phainon theory/character dive. Includes 3.4 leaks and 3.3 spoilers btw

There is something about his e4 that just. Absolutely breaks me. It’s his eyes. They look so broken. So lonely.

Because he is. All of his friends—all of his family—they’re dead and/or unreachable. He feels as though he cannot lead Amphoreus to Era Nova. As stated in this note after 3.3’s story:

He is afraid. He is hesitant. He doesn’t wish to be in this spot. He is afraid he is not the right person, that this role of “Deliverer” will be the death of all Amphoreus. No matter how hard he tries, no matter how brave he seems, deep down he is truly, truly so afraid. Nervous. Anxious. He truly believes that someone else is fit for the role. It should have been Aglaea, or Mydeimos.

It’s not something new. He knew that from the beginning, ever since he met Aglaea with gracefully accepting Mnestia’s divinity, and when it truly set in when he failed Nikador’s trial, when Mydei took up the title of the Demigod of Strife. When he left to fight the Black Tide alone.

After Mydei left, he went alone in his room and cried. Not only because Mydeimos left, but because it’s starting to set in. He has to lead Amphoreus to Era Nova. After the vote was cast to continue the Flame-Chase Journey, he again went in his room and cried afterwards. He has to bear the weight of the world on his shoulders, alone. Is this how the previous cycle’s incarnation of Kephale felt? Did they feel alone? With the weight of their shoulders, do they feel truly alone? Did they hesitate? Did they feel as though they couldn’t do it—that they aren’t enough?

Or did they lead Amphoreus to victory with their head held high—brought back the light, fought the black tide and swept away the night to hold it off until the Chrysos Heirs of the next Era could begin the cycle again? Did they lead with pride? Honor? Strength? Are they looking upon him right now—scoffing? Rolling their eyes? Clicking their tongue? Cursing his name? Did he end up how Kephale wanted them to?

Why would he? He’s not even confident in himself. Yet he puts on this mask of fake pride and confidence. Of nonchalance. Despite his friends all dying around him.

He knows that death is inevitable along the path of the Flame-Chase Journey, but he wasn’t expecting so many losses of those closer to him all in a row. Aglaea. Castorice. Hyacine. Mydeimos. Trinnon.

Yet that’s what keeps him going—he knows that their eyes are on him. He knows they are watching him with hope. Lead us to Era Nova, Deliverer. I know you can do it.

But what if he can’t? What if the weight of the world is too much, he can’t control it—or even take over it?

No, he has to. For the sake of those counting on him. He’s wracked with insecurity, yet he choses to move forward. Even after all the chaos that just happened. He has to become the dawn. He will become the dawn, for the sake of his people. For his hometown. For Cyrene’s sake.

It’s just like when Mydei departed for Castrum Kremnos, he’s putting on a nonchalant front to ease the pain. Save his dignity. He looks so confident and nonchalant, yet deep down he is so, so broken. He is torn. He wants to put an end to the endless cycle of suffering. Over and over—we don’t know how many times this has happened, but it’s happened enough—too much.

Perhaps when the seemingly endless cycle ends, he will meet everyone again in the next life. Cyrene when he’s young. Aglaea as perhaps a tailor in the big city. Cifera caught stealing in the city. Castorice by a river. Anaxagoras as his professor at school once more, Hycinthia again as his student teacher. Mydeimos at the Kremnos Library. Perhaps all he wanted to do in this life is live a normal life, be a country boy who yearns for the big city. Be a reckless teenager. Find someone. Grow old and die with them.

But he can’t get that until tomorrow. Until Era Nova arrives, he will not get that. So he has to lead them to victory, and hope the Chrysos Heirs of tomorrow will realize sooner that it’s all just a cycle so they can put an end to it and live their lives out. Because right now, there is no turning back. Not until Tomorrow arrives.

[grasswyrm]

JUST GOT BLEACH PASTE IN MY MOUTH. bc I am stupid

[thepalladium1]

Burning spice bent over the table in a sexy nurse outfit receiving devious backshots by yours truely 🔥🔥🔥

shame. shame on you and that one anon wHY ARE YOU INFESTING MY CHRISTIAN MINECRAFT SERVER WITH MPREG COOKIE