#make me sanguine

[charmspoint]

Sanguine Friday 2

Time to introduce the protagonist of my og story.

Art has been drawn by @lilleeboi who did such a wonderful job bringing my boy to life and you should go give them lots of love.

Name: Prinnsal

Gender: Agender

Pronouns: He/Him

Age: 280yrs

Height: 179cm

Orientation: Demiromantic Asexual

Affiliation: Rezasel (ex), Duchess Eliza

Belief faction: The hands of the New Brood (eventually and without contact with other members)

Personality: Having a personality is something Prinnsal is still getting used to. Having spent his whole life as a tool of someone else’s will, feelings and opinions are new and strange and not completely defined. To others he comes across as cold and calculated. He finds little merriment in things and a lot of annoyance in them and other people. He is acquainted with a position of a servant and that is about the only way he knows how to relate to people, which no longer works for him because the people left on this earth are those he doesn’t respect. Humans. Vampires. He feels like he is above both of those species and plenty of his own. While most ex-angels mourn their gods and plan on their return, Prinnsal absolutely despises his own. The very first feeling he developed independently was the stark relief of his god’s death. This makes him feel alienated from the others of his kind, so he prefers to avoid their company as well. He is a strict perfectionist and prefers to be self sufficient if he can, but also has a sharp mind for tactics and details. In the end he is a sword learning how to become a human being, cold, sharp, brutal and wrestling every new emotion into understanding and acceptance. There is a sort of stubborn pride to him that keeps him going and a self absorbedness of someone who is only now finding a self to be absorbed in. Despite all that, at his core he’s still an angel meant to serve. Meant to be used. No matter how much he tries for self-sufficiency there will always be a part of him searching for a new ruler. Someone to give his life direction and order, someone he could live and die for. He is far too proud to admit this core need to himself, far too stubborn in trying to fight his own nature and be a fully realized person without the shred of the baggage that comes with his origins. But it’s still a part of him. This growing, hungry, need for obsession. In the end he is angel through and through and he would burn himself inside out if the right person told him to.

Appearance: Prinn cuts a striking, clean figure, as sharp as the sword he carries. He’s meticulous to a fault about the way he presents himself, preferring unobtrusive black and white schematics for his clothes, as well as outfits that look professional and elegant. He cares little for jewellery and fluff and only wears Duchess’ red jewels as the sign of who he belongs to and why he mustn’t be messed with. As all other angels, his skin is pressed with long faded runes binding him to the service of his god. Once upon a time they used to be pure silver like his eyes. Now they are barely visible on his skin. He still prefers to keep his marks covered up and rarely shows more skin than his neck. When he chooses to extend his wings, they are silver with black tips, built more for speed than for power.

Interests: Swords and swordplay, art, architecture, fine food

Fears: Whips, being in another’s complete control again, dying from a blood drain

Habits and quirks: Tends to overly focus on the design of things when panicked as a way to distract himself, prefers the art that is long lasting (architecture) to art that is fickle and changes by the moment (music), genetically talented for all of it though.

Goals: Ensuring his own safety and survival in a world bent to get him killed, being in another’s complete control again

Lines in the sand: While he tries to strictly care for only himself and no one else, willing to sacrifice anything and anyone for his own survival, he does have a soft spot for what remains of his original angel cohort and doesn’t want them to come to harm as a result of his actions.

Nightmare of the body: Like all angels post deaths of the gods, Prinn is only just getting to know what free will is. For his entire existence he had been a little more than a tool and a weapon to be utilized in his god’s agendas and having the ability to make his own decisions is a strange and clumsy process. Like all the angels of Razasel that had been made to populate the city of Brilnant, Prinnsal had been changed from his core the moment his god decided to overturn it from the city of art and beauty into a war factory. It was a shoddy work, as Razasel’s mind had already started fraying, with the aggression and vigilance of a guard being carelessly shoved into flesh of a being made to be a muse and a teacher. It leaves Prinnsal anxious, jumpy and torn between who he used to be and who he’s meant to be now, never able to rightly fulfill one or the other again.  Between his new found free will and the ruined remains of his design, Prinnsal is amidst a struggle to finalize his identity as an independent person. Or to even realize what being an independent person is.

#lucy does a write #Sanguine Friday #Sanguinary Waltz #Prinnsal #in summary: he's a little bitch #next friday is duchess' turn and then ill do a few lore drops #excuse me if something doesnt make sense im sick (yes again)

[fictionadventurer]

Was this written by future President of the United States Chester Arthur or Anne of Green Gables?

#history is awesome #presidential talk #most of the letter is on a similar level of unrestrained gushing #he was totally a sanguine #there are lots of fun letters which makes it very easy to keep reading #woodrow wilson's was more impressive than it might have been because it came right after the tafts #so i was just like 'thank goodness! someone who knows how to use punctuation!' #(but also it is a nice letter in its own right) #theodore roosevelt wins the prize so far for complete lack of punctuation #which does have the effect of making it seem very stream-of-consciousness which seems very right for him (esp at that age) #lucretia (soon-to-be) garfield's letter made me tear up though #i might need to make that its own post because wow the drama and the heartbreak (and the spine of steel that woman had) #i was unsure about this purchase but dang it might be the best book i've bought this year #extremely good formatting for one #lots of white space and nice clear font so it's incredibly easy to read #which is a very underrated aspect of books but maybe one of the most important things when it comes to the reading experience #i've started taking that into account when i select books and it's made my reading life so much better

[sxnguinesxnctum]

[ i'll be so real if priests was high as fuck and rambling about some fucked up multi-eyed god on top of the cathedral i'd go to more sermons let alone weddings

also i think that everyone in yharnam is almost as high as the vicar so at this point they're just used to it nfdasbgdsf ]

#|| mater sanguine † ooc || #masses make me anxious this would be funny at LEAST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #vilestblood

[saltiepng]

babeygurl

#the comments people make about him on IG have me choking #oc #my art #digital art #artists on tumblr #art #nero #sanguine

[another-omen]

It's two in the morning and I'm fucking full of pissed off (in a non angry way???) energy and needed to make this

#plaguecore #plagueblogging #plague doctor #plagueposting #sanguine thoughts #shitpost #stupid rant #i am super short which makes this funnier for me #fucking VIBRATING with energy. I want to FUCKING BREAK SHIT AND SCREAM #BUT I ALSO WANT TO HEAR YOU EXPLAIN THE THINGS YOU LOVE AND WATCH YOUR EYES LIGHT UP AND YOUR ARMS GESTURE WILDLY AS YOU TALK

[vampire-mafuyu-official]

ask him for a little treat i don't think he'd mind if you asked first. better to ask than lose your cool

I am not doing that.

#glistening sanguine #// ANON THE FUCKIGN WORDING OF THIS IS MAKING ME LPSE MT MIND

[curdled-blood]

Can't stop thinking about the time I showed my uncle my self ship art of Sanguine x Offenderman and asked "Is that the cat guy from the mlp movie"

#my face #I would've PAID to see my facial reaction #My brain literally make a shocked gunshot noise #THE BULLET HIT ME LIKE A T R U C K #curdled words #oc x canon #sanguine #NOT CAPPER WAAAA

[nis-si-hellhole]

you stop it right this instant, mister

#ni blabs #~sanguine hunger~ #i'm sorry that i keep posting about New Mystery F/O but! he keeps finding ways to make me insane and crazy! #when is it gonna start snowing. need to bury my face in a pile of it to get my face back to normal temperature.

[captain-crackship]

I shit you not one of my favorite outfit designs for Morgyn is the fishnet shirt one that shows her piercings and I want to make art of her in that outfit but I'm worried some TERF is gonna flag it because she has a flat chest.

#the captain speaks #real talk #my ocs #morgyn sanguine #artblr #fuck terfs #they stalked my blog and flagged my birthday art #and that is unforgivable #i am a trans artist #let me make art

[squaretablehold]

I think the two funniest interactions I've had with npcs in elden ring were completely unscripted

1) I found D in Limgrave but only AFTER dying an embarrassing amount of times to mariner and his gank squad, so D was just standing there watching me fuck around for way too long, probably laughing.

2) the first time I fought the sanguine noble in the rose church I was dodging all over the fucking place and managed to time a roll just right that Varré got smacked in the back of the head and I shouted, out loud, "Are you just gonna fucking take that!?" And the answer of course was yes, he was. He just watched as the noble killed me and hopefully chewed the guy out afterwards.

#elden ring #ooc #hunter the tarnished #because those are canon interactions for them #i like fighting the sanguine noble actually #its close to an npc fight and those are always my favorites but they usually never respawn #idk why D would make me his replacement after that #i proved horribly incapable

[miisfits-toys]

Starting to make Real 3d art work. If things go right (aka actually stick to this project...) they should be part of a bigger piece, how exciting !

#My Art #Papercraft #Original Characters #Puppet #Doll #Circus #Ipseity: Tate Leticia #Ipseity: Lamar Leticia #awaghafa it's so crazy to me that I've had these characters for a Long Time and have wanted to do pieces like this since their inception #It's finally happening ! ! They (baby me - my characters) deserve this #I do wonder if I should make a tag for these two in this point of their lives... #Ipseity: Sanguine & Sardonic #Sure ! ! !

[ikkaku-of-heart]

Lost at Sea

Plotted starter for @akagamiko

Ikkaku drifted in and out of consciousness as the rickety little dinghy she’d managed to drag herself into rocked on the waves. The storm that had destroyed the enemy pirate ship and dragged her away had passed, leaving a blazing sun beating down on her soaked skin. Bits of wreckage bobbed up and down in the water like lobster buoys, but she was pretty sure she wasn’t anywhere near where the battle had taken place.

The pirate crew that had attacked the Hearts was tougher than the average rookies. They’d been screaming about avenging someone, but she hadn’t really been focusing on that - they were enemies who had the balls to attack a newly-minted warlord and his crew. The captain had been some kind of Devil Fruit user so Law’s attention had been mostly occupied with keeping him at bay while the rest of the Hearts took on the subordinates. But then cannonballs were pummeling the ship and Ikkaku recalled pushing Law out of the way before the blast sent her overboard...

Then the storm hit, and the last thing she remembered before the massive water spout sucked her up was watching her yellow submarine dive beneath the powerful waves without her.

The boat gave another lurch, and Ikkaku squeezed her eyes shut as her head ached. She probably had a mild concussion, though she was no medical expert. She could confirm that left wrist and ankle were definitely sprained. A few ribs bruised, maybe cracked. Her whole body ached from where she’d been battered against the wreckage.

The warmth from the sun disappeared and she shivered, attempting to curl into the fetal position for warmth only to cry out in pain as the motion jostled her injured leg and ribs. Over the pounding in her ears she thought she heard voices. She hadn’t thought there were any survivors from the enemy ship, but maybe they’d had backup waiting? Or perhaps it was a Marine patrol boat. Not that she really trusted them, even with Law’s warlord status. Hell, for all she knew, they wouldn’t give a crap that she was technically under the Navy’s protection and would finish her off with no worries of the Surgeon of Death finding out. Her only hope was that it was Law. That he had come back for her. Surely it wouldn’t take long for him to realize she was gone. Unless he was heavily injured, or the ship had sunk, or something had happened to her vivre card...

The dinghy creaked and shifted as she felt someone step inside. Heart in her throat, Ikkaku forced herself to turn her head and sit up, ready to fight despite the pain. But then she caught sight of a familiar figure with a shock of red hair, and while it wasn’t the captain she’d been hoping for, relieved tears welled up in her eyes.

“Sh-Shanks?”

#akagamiko #The Engine is the Heart of the Ship (canon) #Sanguine Emperor (Shanks) #lost at sea #Great Powers of the Sea (Yonko) #(it is so hard to make a plausible scenario where the other Hearts wouldn't be able to save Ikkaku) #(darn competent captain and crew lol) #(but worth it because hell yes Ikkaku and Shanks bonding time!) #(let me know if you need me to change anything!)

[secretarykang]

i got the scenepack to make a victoria edit, saw cute vicbert scene, thought of saeclus and devyn and made this

au version, pretty much after devyn comes back home and they proceed with the wedding and their happy life

#devyn x saeclus forever 😔💕 #i love them so much you don’t understand #comfort ship #they make me feel warm #they deserve the best life #devyn kang #saeclus sanguine #diabolik lovers oc #diabolik lovers

[soft-spooks]

i didnt kill any of them. and somebody is making sure that no one believes me. 

original under cut: 

#oughhhhghhghg this scene #gets me. theres something so. chef kiss about it #*walks in with a bloodstained shirt* i didnt kill anybody #like OKAY grandpa lets take you to the hospital. get that ol inflamed brain checked out #hsbdjfsdfbsjd #i should have left the glasses off. i genuinely think if i had . yknow #escaped a prison van like that. i dont think i would still have my glasses on hJHBDSHFSKDF #also it makes the fact that he has to be the one to drive to minnesota a lot funnier. #here u have to drive bc im fucking blind. i cannot see #lovesick and sanguine #mine #just. theres something about that fucking. bookshelf alcove. something about ladders something about being tall etc etc. it feels. safe 2 me #i think i would probably spend a lot of time up there #legs dangling off the edge arms on the railing etc etc u know how it is #fuck that couch therapy shit im gonna be on the fucking shelf if u need me

[biteyourcrush]

Well, guess Hope’s not the only one excited that Joy’s back-

“Joy Johnson-Johjima I am coming to collect TWENTY DOLLARS from you for HEINOUS RANTS that I have heard coming from you person during certain events held in the haunted manor!”

Oh... oh no, Zoe has not forgotten about the time-loop Prank Masterz route rant.

#ic #sanguine humour : vicky schmidt #shipper on deck : zoe #bippity boppity boops : joy johnson-johjima #spkyscry #zoe be like 'yeah okay i know you're 'traumatized' from having to loop time so many times to keep the old me from destroying the world #but you don't have to DEADNAME ME like thirty times in a row over it! gosh!' #this is also all very much /j obvs zoe holds no real grudge #she just wants to make her sweat a little

[psych0ruinz]

Sometimes when my jaw is tight and i want to grind my teeth i let my tounge get caught in between the bones and feel every groove

like that or even when i focus on it i can taste the way iron has coated my mouth. the almost salty metallic taste of a nose bleed. I love the taste of my own blood more then i could ever love my mothers corpse.

#i love the taste of my own iron more then i loved my mothers warm flesh #living things make me deeply uncomfortable #but oddly the own taste of my personal rusty sanguine life is something i can stand and love