Argiphon

“I’m a demon, so what?”

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Amor Fati

(Commission, For my friend’s fanfic

the story sets after AC, where Cloud helps a reborn amnesiac young Zack find his memories back

Puzzle

Even when there’s no promised tomorrow,

[Father]

love this game, learned a lot of Russian cursing words from P-3, he’s so funny.

“Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,

And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,

Do not go gentle into that good night.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,

Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.

Do not go gentle into that good night.

(This is just me having a stereotypical day where I felt, yet again, what grotesque things outsider’s emotions could be)( in this case it’s my parents)

For those who have similar experiences and also want free from violent, unpredictable and scary emotions, hope this picture soothes you like it brings me solace.

The goggles are from the INTP avatar from the 16personalities website

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You are no warrior, and you harbor no hope. Your rest is no rest, and your battle has no intervals.

Your enemy is inescapable, undefeatable, so you learn to half ignore it and carry on. Inwards, there is sanctuary. You turn surviving and coping into a puzzle, sometimes it works, sometimes you’re just sorting out patterns when there is none. You try anyways, it tires you yet you won’t stop, it’s who you are.

You learn to knock on the hollowness that is your heart. It burns cold, calm — indestructible. You know that’s just an illusion, but the thought warms you through the night. It soothes you, watching all the shards burning through your horizon, believing that it’ll never disrupt the surface.

If there’s a meaning of all of this, you’re willing to wait for it.

You gaze back at the eternal enemy.

You feel no despair.

[Turn]

the turn I have just taken,

the turn that I was making,

I might be just beginning,

I might be near the end.

— “Anywhere is” by Enya

“Hippogriffes— from the forbidden forest! Look!”

for some reason when I read the scene where wet (and naked) Zagreus cuddles against fur, my brain went “ooooo I wanna draw this”

a sketch for @argetcross ‘s amazing Hades fanfic “wasting beats of this heart of mine”, a mortal!Zagreus AU mainly about him experiencing ancient Greece, doing demigod-ish stuffs and flirting with death, it’s fun and y’all should definitely go check it out!

[laurel]

“So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,

He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking.

Tonight is for our ghosts.

Cheer up, Ser Maidenless. No whores for me either.