Correct me if I'm wrong but isn't this is the year we finally get touchstarved!!!

My favorite unserious expressions of the TS cast from 2024~

Warmup sketch

Say hi to your cat beast from me.

My cat beast gives the smallest and sleepiest meow!

Come down to the black sea

That song really fits the siren-like attitude of Ais at the seaspring.

This is just one the multiple nightmares of Scarlet deciding to go for a drink. It's not like she wants to it's more likely... Somewhere in her mind a voice tells her that she must.

A fate that was result of someone else's will. Gods playing and turning her into a puppet that needs to reveal real Ais' motives and powers. As a lost oracle... Unnamed... She finds herself in a little war that she didn't ask for and as time passes by the thoughts get worse and worse.

Cursed and manipulated, Scarlet tries to do her own choices and live normally. The encounter with these monsters gave her a little hope.

Still she's councious that the price might be high.

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Well... Just wanted to introduce a bit of my lore for my MC! Also love reading your lores so feel free to tag me and share the ideas if you wish! @toxintouch @queen-shiba

Warmup sketch

Viiiriii

I just know Ais’s Urgent Care bill is insane

Thematic Headcanons. A series of subject-specific headcanons you can ask your favorite blog and muse.

I thought of something. So we know that Vere has a longer lifespan than the average human, right?

A snapshot several decades later — the larger part of a century, really — Vere looks pretty much the same as he did the day you met. Maybe he’s wearing his hair differently nowadays, faint crow’s feet and smile lines finally beginning to show on his face but aside from that, he is mostly unchanged in appearance. He walks through the halls of a place he’s called home for…a long time now. There’s the broken lute neither of you ever got around to throwing out from when you first tried your hand at replicating the music of his favourite Hightown lutist. Cupboards and drawers filled with his art supplies, your gloves, rolls of spare linen he’s swiped from the Lowtown clinic ages ago. The walls are adorned with his best drawings — many of them are safely kept in his sketchbooks, but there are many he’s proud enough to display in the open. Several of them are portraits of you over the years. He can’t find it in himself to take them down yet. There are so many other memories, relics of the love the two of you have shared over the years strewn throughout your home.

He makes his way to the kitchen where his fruit oolong tea has been cooling on the counter and begins to whip up a new monstrosity of a meal. His neck and chest are bare from the collar and harness that has been forcibly imposed onto him a century ago. Actually, only one thing adorns his neck now — a necklace fashioned from the ribbon in your handfasting ceremony. You made it into a necklace for your first anniversary together. He hasn’t taken it off all this time. Still fiddles with it when deep in thought, a habit that carried over from his years in chains.

Sometimes he finds it deeply unjust that he’s lived more years in chains than he’s lived with you — his anger and bloodlust briefly soothed with the knowledge that eventually…the years he’s spent in hell will be surpassed by the number of years he’s spent loving you.

The idea that Vere would have spent more time (centuries even?) chained than he does with the MC... But also that he holds such high value for the time he did get with them...his anger would be so hot and cold, tempered by the memories of his beloved despite the fact that there's a part of him that wants to lash out and burn it all down. But that's not who he is anymore, after sharing a piece of their lifetime.

Help I'm destroyed

a lil ais piece <3

and a thank you to @toxintouch again for the inspiration <3

Aaaa!!! I finally saw this! (My notifs are being really weird)

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