Just a quick notice
Me and my family are going on a little camping trip and we’ll most likely be out of range of wifi so I won’t be on at all this week. I’ll post some pictures if anyone is interested
Stay safe friends!
One day I just woke up and realized that I can’t touch yesterday. So why the heck was I letting it touch me?
/whispers headcanon that the whalers like to braid jen’s hair while he’s working on his reports and such and some try for the most elaborate and complicated braids while others just practice hand eye coordination or finger dexterity (both important for a supernatural assassin)
and he doesn’t mind ‘cause whatever makes them happy makes him happy too ((and it’s cool to see what they come up with anyways))
Countess Josephine Rumblefield
I don’t know either, but you should come chill with me at Worthinghold Manor.
Captain Winifred Worthingstone sounds like an actual name
Captain Ursula Worthington /smooshes face i want to be that person
Captain Emmeline Worthingfeather sounds like something you’d name a really silly-looking pet bird.
i don’t care i love it » foodThere is no love sincerer than the love of food. - George Bernard Shaw
i wrote this on with-knives and i still think about it a lot *-*
prose-y headcanons regarding the outsider’s mark. i mean. for all intents and purposes it LOOKS LIKE A TATTOO but how else would you channel the void… idk. iDK.
The mark of the Outsider is a curious, foreign thing - on closer inspection it yields an otherworldly strangeness, an unsettling appearance that betrays its Void-born origin.
It’s far too perfect to have been drawn by any hand of man, far too dark to have been fettered in skin by needle and ink. It suffers no dilution through any element, seems unaffected by wound or blight. The jagged strokes are as dark as onyx and reflect no light upon the skin, are as uniform and bottomless as the pit of a pupil - sucking in luminescence like a greedy tear in the very universe.
Despite its foreign appearance it ripples perfectly over skin all the same, an unfathomably deep and permanent part of the hand it belongs to. And while the body it claims remains largely the same, should any touch the mark itself they would find that it radiates a coldness as engulfing as the deepest ocean current.
In all the ways, the Outsider’s mark channels the Void.