catadioptrics​:

“Well, you know what they say. The thing about families is that when you’re old enough you can choose who you want in yours!”

Then, at the top of his lungs, he shouted: “PETER GET OVER HERE I’M TALKING ABOUT YOU”

Peter rises up from underneath a pile of drenched, decomposed leaves just behind Ikki. Was he sleeping under the snow all winter?

“I’m awake! Hello! I missed you and I am not dead. I think.” There are so many earthworms sleeping on his shoulders. Extended family? “Why are we t-talking about me?”

// +trips and 500 sanctuses fall out of my pockets. i try and try and try to scoop them back into my pockets but I am failing. there are tears in my eyes. the sanctuses are out there now+

// +trips and 500 sanctuses fall out of my pockets. i try and try and try to scoop them back into my pockets but I am failing. there are tears in my eyes. the sanctuses are out there now+

i want and i want i desire with chasm soul i want and i want              and i cannot have so i tell myself it is enough i tell myself i can bear the cold and that the hollowness does not ache

laidbare​:

// u ever get the sudden crippling urge to re-do your character entirely from the ground up

i said sudden but honestly I’ve been thinking about reworking sanctus for a while now (and giving him a separate blog, which... i am working on now actually oops), but with the release of pla I’ve been particularly unsatisfied w/ him and my desire to revamp him grows and grows with every new piece of lore

after all this time I feel like he still doesn’t have a voice and there’s such a disconnect from how I intend for him to be and how I actually write him and the frustration i’m feeling from that is reaching a boiling point and i have a Lot to figure out and honestly don’t really know where to start with a lot of it

URL Playlist

RULES: Spell out your url using song titles. Then, tag as many people as there are letters in your url. REPOST, DON’T REBLOG.

Learn To Be Lonely - Minnie Driver (Phantom of The Opera)

Abandoned By God - Alex Roe (Demon’s Souls remix)

I’m Broken But I’ll Try - Flatsound

Doorways - Radical Face

Bad Guy - Billie Eilish

Animal - MISSIO

Room of Angel - Akira Yamaoka (Silent Hill 4)

Earth - Sleeping At Last

Tagging: steal it from me!

✨ moonydreamy-n ✨

sanctus vs night-on-the-town gwyn??? I tried making peter as well but there just weren’t enough decent options 4 him

gwyn would absolutely wear those shiny 90′s face/ear stickers and I’m losing my mind over the worm on a string earrings

[picrew]

the world doesn’t want me in it                                  yet it can’t seem to let me go

General PSA: I’m totally fine with starting over! If we tried to write together once before and the thread fell flat or got dropped, I’m game to try again. Not all first interactions are going to be golden, and sometimes it takes a few tries for us to understand how our characters might merge together in writing. I’m still interested in roleplaying with you, so feel free to send asks / like my starter calls / hit me up in the DMs!

When do you gaze at your soulmate?

When they're already watching you

You know. You always know when they're looking and especially when they're not. You feel their eyes on you and at first you just feel it. You pretend not to notice and you smile to yourself. It's warm. And maybe it's foolish and cliché but there are butterflies in your stomach and that's the feeling you want to hold onto. So you do. You count the appropriate amount of seconds which feel like minutes. Then you lift your own eyes and meet theirs and those butterflies turn into fireworks. They see you and you see them. And there is nothing more comforting and exhilarating as that.

When they're unaware

They don't always see you. But that's a good thing. This is when you love them most. When they are so absorbed in their thoughts you can just sit there and enjoy them existing. It's the way they move through the world which made you fall in love. The grace with which they walk their path. The stubbornness. The dedication. They know their place in the universe and somehow, that makes you feel a little more confident in your existence too. They know who and what they are and there is nothing more beautiful to you than the ability to witness it all. In the simple things and the big things. The expressions they make when they think no one is looking. The way they laugh when they're not holding back. the little swears under their breath for no one but themselves. You love it all and you want to spend the rest of your life being their life's witness.

shirt idea

[id: a digital doodle of a shirt. it reads "i [a drawn red heart, replacing the word love] / (check all that apply)". the four checkmarks read "deranged", "pathetic", "miserable", and "odd little". below it reads "men" in all caps. end id] (id by tamerumonos)

“If I was a sickly little peasant boy designated by the aristocracy to carry messages back and forth for pennies and you found me against our city's outer wall with a deep wound in my chest from a musket ball and a letter clutched in my hand and I told you that my dying wish was to have someone read that letter to me so I would know I died for something important and you open it up and you find a single large illustrated diagram of an onion would you tell me what it was? What would you say?”

her kisses don’t taste of honey-sweet things or nectar from blooming flowers after the rain she tastes like someone who’s been told  her love will never be adequate or grow old

her lips taste faintly of curses and blood spit out after her soul’s been trampled in mud she doesn’t taste like a goddess from heaven she tastes like a mortal whose only wish is to climb down from her pedestal and rest 

catadioptrics​:

“Maybe I should get myself a partner in crime! Someone weak and gullible so that I can act as their protector and make them do everything I say.”

"A protector? Well in’t that just wizard! I could sure use one’a those!” Just casually misses everything else Ikki said because Peter’s stupid was hereditary, apparently.

“Hypothetically speaking... what do you think would happen to the universe if Arceus left it? Or if they died? Do you think everything would cease to exist in the blink of an eye, or would it all crumble and fade slowly?"

“...Or do you think nothing would change at all?”