Dark Sun Gwyndolin, the last god of Anor Londo

Ruri for @rococospade !

“The demon cracked a smile and bowed his head low, contorting himself to examine Laurence upside down. “Not your favourite. How seditious.”

Laurence glanced up at him — at his unnaturally stretched and twisted neck, and the jagged-toothed smile he’d put on offer — and sort of grimaced. “You’re not going to do that while we’re having sex, right?”

The demon stared a moment, the smile slipping off his face, then put himself to rights and sighed. “You could pretend to be afraid.””

Sheepskin by @rococospade, Chapter 2 - “Invidia”

(will i ever stop suddenly making fanart of this fic? never)

Last Line Challenge

Rules - In a new post, show the last line you wrote/drew, and tag as many people as there are words (or as many people as you want!)

Tagged by: @pillowenvelopchair and @nightingale-ghost-writer Thanks!! :D

Last line: (i put 2 since i got 2 tags lol)

"Empty and miserable and begging someone to crawl inside and drum on your withering little heart so that it might beat again. Does she tell you that you're a good boy, the way mother never did?"

Last art: i never know what im doing but just keep doing it anyway ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

some tags: @tallmatcha @no-braincells-inc @rococospade-main @fenharael @c3rnunnos @nullcanary @scrawnytreedemon

Hey honestly @rococospade and @taz-clark , not to play mutuals' matchmaker but you two definitely have similar tastes in art and should tolly follow each other.

Actually I am totally playing mutuals' matchmaker. Mwah! <3

Choral Composition is one year old! This is so weird :’D I unfortunately don’t have an update ready but here’s a sketch of the boys I drew for today.

There’s a spoiler/excerpt from chapter 25 (chapter 24 is an interlude) under the cut as an apology for the hiatus.

Once again, spoilers for Choral up to the start of chapter 25 below. Don’t click if you’re not okay with spoilers! ... there are too many A names in this goddamn scene, by the way :)

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Anastas couldn’t help it. He burst into tears.

Ascelin startled a little at the noise, though he didn’t seem to have the energy to do much besides. Which was a good thing — Anastas threw himself across the man’s lap and clung to his shoulders.

“What—hey? Ki—Anastas, hey, come on, what’s with you?” Ascelin’s voice was rough from disuse, and horribly welcome after so long without it. Anastas buried his face in the man’s shoulder and tried to stave off his shaking.

Ascelin wasn’t always kind, it was true, but he was there, and Anastas needed him. And he’d already lost so much this year, he couldn’t—

Don’t think about her like she’s gone.

He made himself stop the thought. But the tears wouldn’t quit, now that they’d welled up, and he felt a little sick with himself for crying on Ascelin’s shoulder.

Ascelin didn’t speak again. He made a soft noise, and something touched Anastas’s back. It hesitated a moment, then pressed between his shoulder blades — Ascelin’s hand, like the man meant to hug him.

“Hey, it’s okay,” Ascelin murmured, near his temple. Anastas was mortified. He kept his face hidden. “Whatever happened, it’s over. What’s got you acting like this?”

Anastas tried to force ‘I don’t know what happened’ and ‘you weren’t responding’ and ‘we’ve been down here ages’ out at once and didn’t manage anything more coherent than a sob. He hated it, but what else could he do?

“Anastas?” Amelia mumbled, sounding half-asleep. Anastas twitched; he must have woken her. “What’s going on?”

“The kid’s crying,” Ascelin said, puzzled sounding.

Amelia yelped. “Sir Carim?!”

Anastas heard her scramble to a sit, and Ascelin made a soft noise. “What’s with the both of you? Stop acting like I died. Oh—wait, did I die?”

“Yes!” Amelia threw herself against them, and Ascelin huffed like she’d startled him, while Anastas wheezed and then tried to get back the air Amelia had forced out of him. “You came from the Cathedral lamp looking half-dead and grabbed us!”

“I did?” Ascelin couldn’t have sounded more surprised about it than they had felt, but he came damn close. Anastas kept his face buried, ashamed of his red eyes and the tear stains on his cheeks, and the ugly relief coursing through him. Ascelin was alright. He was.

“Yes!” Amelia must have smacked the Choir Hunter on the chest; Ascelin grunted.

“Sorry? I don’t think I intended to—oh.” Ascelin took in a sharp breath, and Anastas drew back to see if Amelia had hit him somewhere sensitive, but she looked as shocked as Anastas. Ascelin, wide-eyed, said, “No,” Very quietly, then again, barely above a whisper. “No. I… I meant to.”

“Why would you mean to die?” Amelia asked, brows furrowing. “And—Carim?”

Ascelin was shaking. He tried to form a word, but no sound left his lips. He shook his head, and Amelia seemed to decide — a little late — that discretion was best. She stopped asking, and laid her hand on Ascelin’s wrist in what she probably meant as mute support. 

Anastas felt uneasy all over. He shifted a little closer to Ascelin and held out his hand. Ascelin looked startled by it.

His fingers closed around Anastas’s a moment later. He breathed and breathed, shaking, and said, “Don’t worry about it.”

But he didn’t sound sure himself, and Anastas was unsettled by the idea of something that scared a Hunter, and worse because Ascelin was hiding it.

“I didn’t come all this way just to let the gods look in on me whenever they care to.”

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“The old gods are dead” painting wip. Dunno when it’ll be done. I’ve been poking at “the wellspring” and possibly overhauling Cyneric’s lore (these things are unrelated). 

🔔 for whom the bell chimes: contributor announcement

thank you very much for your patience, everyone! i got so caught up in working on the zine (and just working) that i forgot i needed to post about it. without further ado, here are your contributors!

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Laurence wip and sketch from playing in artstudio on ipad

How other people use tumblr: Interact with the masses in order to spread chaos or see what other dumpster fire has happened on the hell site/post really cute art and the best animal gifs

How I use tumblr: @rococospade-main links me thirst art and I squint to myself and go “oh, right, I have a tumblr” and then I sink an hour into the dirty rabbit hole

“The stranger laughed, carrying through the hall better than it should have, and sending jolts down Laurence’s spine. “What’s startling about me…?”

And Laurence heard the door swing shut again.”

Sheepskin by @rococospade, Chapter 8 - “Laurence, Before II”

made a sketch of the he and then i colored it cause i love the concept of ludwig as a demon, and he was kinda scary and a bastard, and i love me scary bastards. this is probably my favorite fic after choral composition, so yeehaw

Art Fight attack for @rococospade of her boy !!

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tagged by @terendelev , fellow twins enjoyer 🍻

LAST SONG: "The End" by the Doors

CURRENTLY WATCHING: I'm partway through the season 1 finale of Made in Abyss bc my soul was crushed too hard to continue.

THREE SHIPS: rn it's D/Rogier. Eowyn/Faramir has been a constant. Idk if I have a third one I'm terribly invested in...

FAVORITE COLOR: green

CURRENTLY CONSUMING: Jellybeans bc its bean seasons

FIRST SHIP: Link/Sheik in OoT. When it'd just come out I hadn't gotten to the adult link part yet but knew about Sheik from the art in the guidebook my mom had and I thought they were a guy. I read loads of fic about them on library of nintendo lol

PLACE OF BIRTH: The dirty south

CURRENT LOCATION: Elsewhere

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Abattoiresque

LAST MOVIE: Damn I don't remember. I think Skinamarink back in October??

CURRENTLY WORKING ON: A postgame Elden Ring AU wherein the Tarnished chooses the Duskborn ending. Fia birthed a 'came back wrong' Godwyn baby and is basically the real power behind the Elden Lord. The world is full of the living dead and no one dies, they just become TWLID instead. Rogier immensely regrets helping her achieve this but is too mired in his own depression to do anything about it. Then he teams up with a very pissed off Devin, who, after Gurranq's death, joined up with Ranni so they could both achieve their singular common goal of ending Fia's reign. It's insane but I'm having fun...

tagging @no-braincells-inc @tarnussy @rococospade @c3rnunnos or whoever else would enjoy to do this

★ Art Trade piece for the amazing RococoSpade ❤

Happy New Year to y'all buns!!!

I have been working on this piece for a few months now, but I took the last week to finish it! I had a blast and learned a lot ÇuÇ

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"Covenant"

The night unfurls

Title shamelessly lifted from the bloodborne OST. My Gehrman and Laurence art for the "for whom the bell chimes" zine last year. Really excited to finally share it