@crimson-bull / crimson-bull.tumblr.com
Part of my Godhands series, set roughly in the year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era - thirty-three years before Hydaelyn’s present-day, and thirteen years before Ala Mhigo’s fall.
Content warning for sexual assault and body horror.
GODHANDS IS NOW ON AO3! If you like it, send over some kudos!
Beware the witch’s familiar. His glowing eyes and sharp smile may hide something mischievous…
This was a fun week. It was so nice to see so many new faces. ♥ I hope we get to do this again soon.
Side note: Today is Arae’s birthday! 10/31
I am doing a series of screenshots of various jobs in FFXIV and I’d love to incorporate other people’s characters to help embody some of those jobs. Right now, I have WHM and DNC completed. AST and MNK are taken.
I need: BLM, RDM, BLU, SCH, SMN, DRK, GNB, PLD, WAR, DRG, SAM, NIN, BRD, and MCH.
So if anyone out there is interested in a free screenshot edit and all you have to do is pose for me, ♥ You can reply to this post, reblog, send an ask or DM me on discord or tumblr for more info or interest!
(PS: If you aren’t on the Crystal data center that’s fine! I can make an alt wherever you may be!)
If Bull had to spend the rest of his life in one place, where would it be and why?
A short, but simple answer: Wherever Timid Fawn is most comfortable. All he wants in life is for her to relax and know some peace, and wherever that is, that’s where he wants to be.
What does Southern Flame consider the worst thing he's ever done?
At this point in his life, it’d easily be not being a proper father to either of his two children. He’s trying his best to atone for it now, but it may prove to be too little too late.
Is there someone (aside from his wife) who Anota consults for advice?
Anota’s like a lot of people; when he needs advice, he often goes to his parents. His parents’ studies in Arcanum were a large influence on his chosen path, plus they’re the only other people (aside from his wife) who can pull his head out of the clouds and ground him when the need arises.
What's a memory that never fails to make Bull laugh?
His situation when he was recruited into The Riskbreakers always seems to put a smile on his face; unsure if it was from the fact that it led to him finding a family and home, or the fact that he was fighting stinky morbols when it happened.
Is there anything that's capable of grossing out Southern Flame?
Flame’s will is pretty strong, even if something did gross him out, he’d try to find a way to convince himself it didn’t. The smell of vinegar does make him retch though.
This one is set in the timeline of @ronsenboobi‘s Blood-Thirsting Carrion Birds, a beautiful alternate canon work in which a certain antagonist does not die at Baelsar’s Wall. Please read it.
His feet and hands had found the Undercity before he’d known it. In his efforts to avoid a back-alley path that had in an instant become far too filled with angry faces for his liking, he had slunk down through a cellar door that had seemed to come from out of nowhere. The metallic handle was rusted, and the rest of it was warped and covered with scorch marks from what could only be magitek fire; but it had come free without so much as a single creak, and he’d been able to latch it behind him with an old chain. The moment he’d turned around to survey his surroundings, the knowledge came to him like a long-forgotten dream. This is the Undercity.
Part of my Godhands series, set roughly in the year 1544 of the Sixth Astral Era - thirty-three years before Hydaelyn’s present-day, and thirteen years before Ala Mhigo’s fall.
“What is it you want?” Élodie whispered to him. “More than anything else in the world?”
what really gets me about ace-attorney-sexy-clown.gif is the suspender snap. that has to hurt. why is she doing that
OK...... WHAT?
oh! those arent her real tits, theyre balloons! theres a gif of her tits popping when you catch her in a lie
holy shit
isn't she a murderer in that case she's in?
Bitch what the fuck-
That’s not even her real hair.
Same energy
She still had not grown used to being one of only a few women at a gathering, no matter how few they had been before. Since the executions of the queen and her entire entourage, Orella had been surrounded by men.
Nowhere was that more evident than here, with all her brothers-in-arms gathered for the annual tourney.
Under his dark feathers were Allag’s brand, a legacy written on his skin by an angry, broken man.
I spent forever on this and I’m actually proud of it. ♥
Allagan Experiment 9.17
Some quick outtakes from the Riskbreakers’ 6th anniversary! I can’t say congratulations enough to such a wonderful and welcoming FC. Thank you for the great night! I uploaded these and some other shots I snuck here.
IT HER, Suraja Solveig of the First! :D
For Sylvain Rain, @sylvan-rain
