He has a matching set :-)

Everything will be just fine :-)

@thedeafprophet

i keep crochet may on my desk so he's like right next to my laptop when im drawing right

so its

pretty funny when he's sitting there Watching while i draw sexy art of May adldlflflghj

Thursday, the Portentous Pawn

Name: Thursday/ The Portentous Pawn Closest to: Revolutionaries Chessboard Color: Black Pronouns: they/them, but they will still refer to themself as their father (and mother's) daughter, and use she/her in the past tense.

Age: 21

Watchful, Dangerous, Melancholy, Ruthless (but not Heartless!)

Warning for: Nemesis spoilers, parental murder, manipulation.

Cups sent an assassin to the Surface, a player of the Great Game, to kill someone's loved one. This assassin could not find a proper target. Not attached enough, not prone enough to anger of grief, too many supportive friends. So she decided that she would make the proper target, and settled in for the long game.

The Assasin met a man, and made him fall in love with her. Were there ever moments, even fleeting and brief, where she loved him back? She chose to become pregnant, and the two would go on to raise a child together. The child, now known as Thursday, grew fiercly close to her father. He was a busy man, but treasured their time together. Thursday's mother spent the most time with the child, and intentionally encouraged her young wrath and malcontent, and most of all her sadness. This resulted in Thursday being unable to make, let alone keep, any friends her age. Thursday's father tried to help, to mitigate things, but the lessons never stuck.

One horrible night, when the Pawn was a young adult, the plan that their whole life had been crafted for, would finally be enacted. They were out of the house when it happened. Their father, murdered in their home. The servants missing. Their mother, dead as well. Anger and rage and grief consumed them, mixing into a horrid mess. They gathered enough money from the house, and set off to find the killer.

Their mother, who had faked her own death after killing their father.

The Pawn came to the Neath, and now must cope with learning their whole life has been created and crafted to fit this narrative.

Oooooh I missed that you were doing kiss prompts, if you still are would you like to do one with Harper and O 💜🎲

17. An upside down "Spider-Man" kiss

i have a list of words set to be Completely Muted via xkit so i dont see them at all (some are triggers, some are things that make irritationally angry... tho i realized that may also be a trigger akkfkkg)

but this

this is eviriomental storytelling

i stand by my statement of the twitch in jamie's palette

tonights horrible and cursed images: fox palette, shadow the hedgehog jam palette, cake palette, pigeon palette

@thegallivantingspacefarer she's ready for pride!!!!

also made the aro and bi colours because. why not.

women in STEM (Stabbing, Treason, Extortion, and Murder)

Based on an anon ask I just received on a sideblog.

Mutuals hit me up if you want to form a feudal alliance (shipping our ocs together) or go to war (start some IC drama), either is good 👍

Something something "its pride month you know what that means" meme. With the princess and red honey.

"You want us to what? Get gay memories?"

once again pushing my heart’s desire as a tragedy agenda

@travelerstakes depends on where you are! For the most day to day common folk of course, things are far more acceptable. But Jamies intent had been to blend in among Society, which even in the neath held tight to Standards and Expectation.

You're exepected to look and act a certain way, to speak the right words and inhabit the right being. The wrong move, or the wrong outfit, and you'd be subject to the scandal of it all.

In the words of Mr Veils, "there is no greater slaughter than the fashion season"

I feel like. Their eyes getting fucked up could easily be the final point for Jamie to stop dying their hair, once everything has blown over. Of course there's the initial breakdown and mental processing, and there's an incredulous level of humour

What's even the point anymore? There never was any way of them blending in, and a whole lot of good it ever did them. Why not just leave it be. A sort of delirious laugh, why not.

I feel like. Their eyes getting fucked up could easily be the final point for Jamie to stop dying their hair, once everything has blown over. Of course there's the initial breakdown and mental processing, and there's an incredulous level of humour

What's even the point anymore? There never was any way of them blending in, and a whole lot of good it ever did them. Why not just leave it be. A sort of delirious laugh, why not.

Also if it's not clear....the hand mirror is brass

This is partially for an ask but. Here are the items Jamie carries around on a day to day basis

can everyone make sure. i text the hairdresser tomorrow. i cant keep turning into him

In desperate need of a haircut, my hair has reached a length so it looks the same as motr May's hair, and I can't deal with that

Even if you leave, do you ever really get away?