#twiggenstein

muse art

“Have you never seen one like this before?” There’s a flower in Aerith’s hand, outstretched to the other. The petals of the bloom are white, veins of red flowing into its center. It’s as beautiful as it is almost unsettling, the red of fresh spilled blood upon fallen snow, innocently culminating into the lush green of a verdant spring from a time long forgotten--remembered only with the melancholy of unsettlement in one’s heart. A memory forgotten, or never remembered.

A quick sketchdoodle of a lounge singer flavor Freia, technically part of @twiggenstein‘s Speakeasy AU Thing.

Glitz holds up *two* babies.

Vore

Zeke stood there fidgeting and shifting his weight from foot to foot, anxiety flaring up and down and he tried to keep himself calm.

“ Carolina, can I have a moment? ”

He moved his hand into his pocket, fetching something quickly before hastily hiding it behind his back; heart racing in his chest as he went through all the scenarios he had thought out of how this moment would transpire. Never would he think things would line up to such a day but it seemed like now or never.

“ The truth is, I haven’t given you your real Valentine’s Day present. we’ve been together for a while now and you’ve helped me through so much, and all I’ve been is a weight up until recently. But you’ve always pushed me to do better and been my anchor while I was lost at sea, so even though it’s long overdue... ”

 “¦You know, I could go for another pet.”

"I know a good adoption agency." Leiru opened her bag to dig around for a card to said place.

[---He gives this small chuckle.]