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הבל | hevel
This is how it goes: God whispers in Cain’s jealous ear, drawing his attention to the Sin crouched at his doorway. Sin has haunted eyes and a mouth that has been kissed. Let there be no doubt that Sin has been kissed, with a wet-red mouth that may taste of blood or pomegranate or the electric crackle of a stoplight. Cain looks at Sin. He runs his tongue over his teeth.
This is how it goes: Cain leaves the house at one am in bare feet and a hoodie, careful to avoid the last stair that creaks, and treks out into the Field. There are many fields in the world but there is only one Field. Cain feels the difference in the grass when he crosses the border from field to Field, the way the grey-green blades stand up at attention in his wake, the way the dirt turns ice-cold and furious beneath his heels. The earth is good with foreshadowing. The tree of Knowledge has deep roots.
This is how it goes: God says, I will take you or your brother.
God says, You get to choose.
And Cain says, “When you split me and my brother in the womb, you did not divide us evenly. He got kindness, and I got longing. He got complacence, and I got ambition. I want to kill him sometimes. I think sometimes he wants to die.”
I have never made brothers before, God explains. That is how I thought they were made. What more do you want?
“I want to steal some of his kindness,” Cain says, and shakes his pocket knife out of his sleeve.
Back at home, Abel sits up in his bed with a start, heart racing. That was close, he thinks, that was a damn close one, and does not know why.
In the Field, the ground warms as blood seeps into the dirt.
father daughter bonding time
yk i could go to bed at a reasonable hour and wake up all refreshed and healthy
or
I could stay up till 1 am to listen to
the song
i missed a solid third of my physics class doodling hollow knight today someone take my ipad away from me
put them in silksong team cherry PLEASE
old art I never posted… lowkey might redraw this sometime that would be fun
zoro's inability / unwillingness to conceptualize a world without / after luffy in fics already feels like coughing up a ten pound blood clot and then i remember he says shit like this in canon and i actually pass out from blood loss and die
like genuinely why would he say this to me .
Tell me something, dear internet folks. HOW am I supposed to get anything cool done when my brain tries thinking of 3 completely different pieces of media at once?!
Like, first up in my brain is DSAF/Dialtown. Cool, cool, I've been thinking about that for a long while now, and I'm plotting to do artsy stuff with it. BUT THEN! We get to the other lobe of my brain that is infested with Epithet Erased! How do those two match?? THEY DON’T!!! And neither does EPIC: The Musical, of which I am now at the Wisdom Saga! NONE OF THESE GO TOGETHERRRR??? Not on the surface at least lol. The crossovers trying to happen in my mind are bonkers right now,,,,,wehhh >:P
And don't even get me started on the tangential thoughts about OCs and other franchises I'm having. That ups the brainworm count to about 7 and it's driving me maaaaaad-
incoherent collection of mash drawings i never posted on here.....
"Your right arm, please."
MP: I’m not even Catholic.
Mulcahy: Would you like to be?
Why does this feel like it should’ve been a Hawkahy moment?
Hmmm well it is now!
I was still in the mood to draw so I did THAT tie and bagel scene in Chapter 16 of Somewhere To Get To by @amrv-5, my favourite chapter in one of the load-bearing entries in the beejhawk fic pantheon
I CAN CURE YOUR DISEASE
MASH | 5.19 “Hepatitis”
(Princess of Gender Dysphoria) A dream.
Applejack's plea with the manufacturer (God, Hasbro, and me?) Alternatively, an expression of my past relationship trauma.
maybe im just being autistic and applying my blorbos to everything but i just saw asteroid city and man. davey as a playwright. jack as a set designer. them meeting on the set of whats supposed to be daveys magnum opus, except davey doesn't entirely understand what the magnum opus is yet. it's there, it's coming, but it's not done. jack and davey clashing on ideas, getting into fights and not being able to explain themselves properly, hashing those fights out and kissing many, many times. davey creating plays within plays within plays because theres so much he wants to say in so many different ways if he could just figure out how he's supposed to say them, and jack's trying his hardest to keep up despite how confused he is because theres something there with davey, something life-changing, and jack desperately wants to see it through.
davey getting into a car accident a few months into production. the scenes and dialogue and set pieces and tiny tiny details that davey was so passionate about despite not entirely understanding them yet, all being cut for run time. until what was meant to be his greatest creation ends up... unfinished. incomplete.
(jack tries to get it. he doesn't get it. it's davey's life's work and he's not getting it)
jack mourning a relationship that barely even happened. jack trying to paint. jack's paintings never coming out right, not what they used to be, not what they could've been. jack living with the loss of something that hadn't even really been there yet. jack knowing that something could've happened here that changed him entirely, if it hadn't been cut off halfway through.
picture this: davey when jack betrays the newsies ...... davey had just realised he had fallen with jack, this boy who he thought was sent from heaven .. he was going to tell him after the rally .. but jacks betrayal left him feeling heartbroken . davey sitting on a roof, watching New York, too numb to cry . the boy he thought he had loved ... only for his own personal gain ... davey feels used . unloved . completely useless ........ cue that mitski song ...
update ; oh my god i reblogged this on the wrong account . don’t mind me
To increase activity on this blog, I thought I'd post some WIPs. I make way more unfinished drawings than finished ones so there's a chance I'll never finish some of these.
Anyway, the first is a redesign of a sona I had in mid/late 2020, named Seppos (September Apos; Apos is short for Aposterous because I'm very good at naming things /s). She's supposed to be summer-themed.
Next is a concept for a creature to inhabit the world of a project I'm working on. These guys are omnivores who live in woodlands and grasslands. The design will probably change.
And finally, a commission for an irl friend (I don't take commissions currently, by the way; this one is from a while ago). Ft our cats, Remy (left) and Lev (right).
So yeah. I'm going on holiday until Wednesday so bye
SPRING BREAK STARTS TODAY!!! It's only about a week this year, which sucks, but still!! A whole entire week of no school!! Is it too early in the year to go to the beach and sunbathe? Hm, probably. But it's probably not too early to go and get fancy cones of ice cream from the fancy sweets place that opened last week!
And if we tell Saiki about that new sweets place then he'll definitely want to hang out with us! Maybe we could convince him to walk around a nearby mall while we eat our ice cream, and then we could extend the amount of time we spend with him by shopping with him. Maybe he won't notice if we do it discreetly enough.
His clothes are normally pretty boring, but I've seen him wear some funky stuff now and then. Between that and his hairclips and green glasses, I think he's got a fun sense of fashion, even if it isn't the coolest. Maybe he doesn't show it much because he's afraid of getting dress-coded.
But then again, he's seen me get away with stuff like an eye patch and my bandages, so it's not like he doesn't have proof that he can get away with stuff. Maybe he's just low-key when it comes to expressing himself in general.
I can help with that, at least! I'll take him to Hot Topic and see what he picks, and then I'll buy it for him! He doesn't have to worry about the cost at all. He'd like that, right? And maybe I could buy a pair of whatever he chooses, so we could match! That'd be cool! We'd look like a boy band or a vigilante duo or something!
Nendou would have to shop elsewhere for clothes, though. If he put on a pair of skinny jeans he would rip them instantly, and not in a cool way. The guy's giant. I wouldn't want to accidentally flash my fellow beings of the night and Saiki with our gorilla friend's ass in the middle of Hot Topic.
Maybe we could get him a necklace or something and he'd be happy with that. He doesn't seem like the kind of guy to care about fashion that much.
big gator pits, feat. a couple friends ocs
nude alt under the cut
