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museofthepyre · 2 months
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"Worship is everywhere, dear." Always just out of sight, it seems.
This is inspired by those old biblical triptych paintings. Ohhhhhh husbant.... Why is he like that. I tried to make it evident that he’s hidden from view beneath the wall and Sydney’s shadow, hopefully that comes across.
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sweepweep · 8 months
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jimmymushroomisdead · 3 months
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jimmy mushroom's bad attempt at painting rock elijah volkov
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clock0fmeantime · 5 months
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who is this guy
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clownery-blog · 5 months
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This weirdo
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literary-heights · 1 year
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🐘🐘🐘🐘
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ballads-of-a-bluejay · 7 months
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Elijah piece for a poem i wrote from his pov!!!
reblogs are appreciated <3
the full poem under the cut, it does contain spoilers
I watch him through the window
As he speaks into the microphone
I'd be breaking through the glass
But I know that he is not alone
That wretched man, that Architect
His sharp-edged glasses, stone-cold eyes
Winding back the clock of death,
He wiped away my love's demise
And next to him, an angel true
His holy light bathing the room
His ink-black hair and deathly skin
His face spells out my poor heart's doom
He runs from me, this perfect man
When I alone know *he is the sun*
I read the books, they burned my eyes
And now I know what must be done
He pushes through the trees and ferns
Aghast at what I've gathered here
I pour him tea, remove my mask
All of this to ease his fear
His eyelids flutter as I start to speak
He can't utter a single word
But still, I can tell he wants to leave
I sent him off, although it hurt
I've built this perfect pyre for two
For a pastor and his effigy
Crafted from tithes of our disciples
My work has kept me very busy
I watch the camp in silent patience
See them fall apart beneath my touch
The chaos of the everyday
Hides my plots beneath its rush
The day falls upon us all at last
The steady moon holds her head high
I preach to a captivated crowd
Tell them of salvation nigh
Cries of "our muse" fill stagnant air
I peel away back into the trees
Leave them to their madness
To worship on their hands and knees
I perch upon the pyre with him
The perfect picture of pristine peace
I preach to the people down below
Share the parables and the prophecies
They listen to me with eager ears
Eyes on the cherub by my side
The heat of flames lick at our feet
But Lord, I'm along for the ride
They've taken care of the Architect
He's pinned by their devoted weight
I read his words, the ones that sting
Laugh down upon his burning hate
He blasphemes me, my godly voice
Believes that he can stop the rapture
It's far too late to "save" his lover
With burning heels and broken stature
He curses me in desperate cries
The fire burns its way ever higher
I preach the vile and poisonous word
Of a filthy, sacrilegious liar
It slithers itself into my mind
Tears me apart from deep inside
Hear nothing but my pounding heart
Feel nothing but a shove to my spine
Bones crunch as I hit the ground
My broken heart hurts worse than them
As I look up, grieving, to the pyre
I see now he's corrupted by *him*
My perfect muse, engulfed in flames
Silhouetted by the crimson sky
He falls upon his hands and knees
"Don't call me that, I hope you die."
I bleed my anguish onto the soil
Weep for the traitor set ablaze
A penny loafer on my chest
I see the bastard through my haze
His sharp-edged glasses, stone-cold eyes
Blood and dirt crusted on his skin
He lifts a mirror to my face
I scream for aeons yet to begin
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the-crim-rat · 8 months
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shitty photo bc i’m too lazy to take another one but oh em gee camp here and there reference
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stealingyourteeth · 4 months
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guys ok so this MAY be common knowledge but I’m a little slow so idk but
yk how the elephant man’s mask is pink
and there’s a saying that’s like “seeing pink elephants” or something idk but it means drunken hallucinations
and the elephant man has been STATED that two themes that surround him are unreality and being drunk
the thought put into this is so unbelievably cool (I’m going crazy
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snake--bones · 30 days
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Silly drawing of the man I hate most :3
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foxwithapen · 6 months
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In case you haven't noticed, he's weird. He's a weirdo. He doesn't fit in. And he doesn't want to fit in. Have you ever seen him without that stupid mask on? That's weird.
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museofthepyre · 4 months
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Drawn to the Blood (CHNT animatic)
I don’t usually make animatics, but this song was too perfect. I might come back and ramble off my thought process behind it sometime. Take this whole thing as coming from his POV, a depiction of how (I think) he thought.
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sweepweep · 6 months
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He’s not Babygirl if he’s not a Total Jackass
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lowokiii · 2 years
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you ARE, my dear, yes you are!
(redraw of a drawing i did for ep22)
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clock0fmeantime · 5 months
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so many new homestuck moots.... Time to camp here & there post
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more-than-star · 2 years
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halloween costume idea: slutty(er) Elijah volkov
teeny tiny cut up scrubs
sexy elephant mask
kids wizards cape
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