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Xavier Oathsant

BLD character by @hotpinkmoon

I felt like Xav isnt getting the spotlight enough

It looks a bit awful but meh

POV: you made Xavier jealous and now you are haunted 🥶

prompt: You've been so good for me. Don't ruin it like this.

cws for yandere, self mutilation, imprisonment, mentions of past violence/abuse.

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You were tired of being good.

Tired of painting on smiles every morning at your vanity when all you wanted to do was scream, cry and curl into a ball. Tired of leaning into his touches even though it made your stomach twist and turn in the worst way. Tired of pretending as if you didn't loathe him with your entire being—as if you wouldn't rather die than have to spend another day isolated with him.

Alhaitham regards you with a placid look, and you tighten your hold on the jagged shard of glass in your hand. It easily slices through the skin on your palm--and it hurts, it stings and burns and you immediately want to throw the cause of your pain away and cradle your hand to your chest, but you don't. You grit your teeth and tighten your grip, wincing when it cuts in deeper, droplets of blood making a pitter patter sound as it hits the hardwood floor beneath your feet.

Alhaitham's expression changes then, but not by much. Someone else—someone who hadn't been forced to learn everything that made him tick out of necessity for their own wellbeing—wouldn't know what to look for, or even if they did, they wouldn't be able to spot it.

But you could, even if you wished you couldn't.

Alhaitham wasn't a man that was easily angered, never giving others enough power in his life to do anything besides mildly annoy him, but somehow, you were an exception. Ever since he had brought you here (where, you still weren't sure), gagged, bound, and drugged, it seemed as though his default emotion had been anger.

It was largely due to you, as he so often told you, but you failed to understand how that was your fault exactly. He had tricked you, taken you from your home —Mondstadt, of all places, the city of fucking freedom— and he had just expected you to accept your new life without any complaints? Tough fucking luck.

You couldn't win against him physically, but you had tried. His advances were fended off with kicks, punches and the dragging of your nails across his skin, and when you had been unable to use your limbs, you had even resorted to lashing out with your teeth. You never won these shows of strength, of course, but you had always felt a bit better after whatever transpired when you could see the marks of your anger littering his body.

After all the fighting and screaming had gotten you nowhere, you had decided to take on a different approach. You had became exactly what he wanted you to be; sweet, pliant, respectful, docile, weak.

Everything was 'Yes, Alhaitham', or 'Of course, Alhaitham', 'I'm sorry for hurting you, Alhaitham', 'Yes, I love you, too, Alhaitham'. It had been nauseating saying those words, and some days you feared you'd spew up vile with the way your stomach seemed to churn, but it had been worth it.

Despite how intelligent Alhaitham liked to believe himself to be, he was still a mentally disturbed man who longed for your affection, for reasons you couldn't even begin to fathom, because really, you were nothing special, or at least nothing special enough to abduct and keep locked away like some invaluable treasure.

"Are you planning to use that on me?" His eyes flit down to the shard that's steadily cutting into your palm, and with the way his jaw tightens and his eyebrows crease, you grow curious and want to check as well, but you don't dare take your eyes off of him. He's fast, quiet, nimble, and he'll be on you in a second, and then all those days you spent being his mindless doll will have been for nothing.

"No." You would have tried it when you were first brought here, but you knew now that you couldn't outfight or outsmart him. "I'm going to use it on myself."

The floorboard creaks underneath his weight, and before you could even finish your sentence, he was dashing forward with an outstretched hand, but you had been anticipating that. '

The glass is warm against your neck as it pushes against your throat, and Alhaitham freezes in his spot, Adam's apple bobbing and eyes rapidly blinking as he takes a step back. "You're being ridiculous."

"Fuck you." His eye twitches.

That would have earned you at least two days in an immediate "timeout", which consisted of you being locked into a windowless room with nothing but an hourglass filled with sand to keep you company.

"Threatening to mutilate yourself in an effort to make me let you go? That's such a stupid idea. You cry like a child at the least severe punishments, and now I'm supposed to believe that you'll slit your own throat if I—" He abruptly cuts himself off when you begin to drag the shard across your throat, and Gods--it really does hurt. Just like with your hand, it burns and it stings and you want to throw the cause of your pain to the side and allow yourself to be bolted in that miserable room. You know that he'll patch you up and stop the bleeding, and you almost relent, but you don't, you can't, so you push the shard in deeper, even as you cry out and sob, knees knocking together as you stumble back into the wall.

"L-Let me go. I want to go home." You gargle out, hands shaking and vision blurry as you blink away your tears. "I want to go home!"

"This is your home."

"No, it isn't! I live in Mondstadt! My home is in Mondstadt—" Talking disturbs the wounds on your neck, and you moan and groan at the pain, letting the pressure up just a bit. You had been fully prepared to off yourself if this final lunge for freedom fell short, but you hadn't anticipated just how much it'd hurt. It burns, it really fucking burns.

"Your home is—"

"Shut. Up."

"—here. With me. You'll always be with me. There is no leaving, no matter how much you've deluded yourself into thinking that there is. You're not going anywhere unless I take you there."

Alhaitham had once said that you were weak-willed. You couldn't remember what you had did that resulted in the attack on your character, but you think he may have been correct.

His words are spoken with an absoluteness that chills you to your core, and for a few seconds that horrible burning can't be felt. You're not leaving. He'll never let you leave—you failed again—this was foolish, just as he said—you won't be able to go home, not now, not ever—you really should just drive the shard in until you can't think anymore, but you're weak-willed, just like Alhaitham said.

Your hand is pulled away from your neck, and then the shard is carefully freed from your fingers before you hear it shatter on the floor. Something thick is pressed against your throat --a piece of clothing, you realize-- and hot tears race down your cheeks as you're led to the bathroom.

"And we're right back to square one."

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When i tell you this drawing WILL be the death of me

tumblr mutual in my notes just apologized to me for interacting too much. babygirl we are bound by the blood oath

Max Béphmato

Highly dangerous and kniving individual who has rejected his humanity

If by any chance you cross it you may perhaps live to tell the tale, but if you peak his salivary interest, pick any god and start praying. It will at least reassure you before your fate.

To the unlucky individual who he refers as his darling, know that I am praying for your wellbeing.

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Max is @hotpinkmoon ‘s BLD character

Ok so I drew Max and started writing cuz why not lol im already cringe

Im not even that big of a Max fan tbh but I kinda felt bad that he is not really getting as much love imo

He certainly has cool characteristics but he honestly just scares me

Thats besides the point though

His design is super cute and I really like imagining him in very high fashion outfits

I used a fem model for the pose dont tell him that oops

The demon Max well lets say that I had no clue how he looked like from the waist down..

I also took several artistic liberties such as the snake hair, the eyes, the snake pubes , the body shape and the colours.

I know Max is on the chubbier side but I just imagine that in demon form he either moves the mass to gain height or snake hair

WARNING the tags are downright horrendously horny

Jesus christ I maxed tags,

Idk what came over me wth

its Max, he made me do it

OMFG YOU MADE MY DAY

You are so telented and I'm absolutely looking up to your ability to juggle work and art

Like seriously they are so on point and so cute

Its so pretty 💗🎊💅

Smol art wip for now bc my tablet pen died before I could start inking lol rip

(sorry these are kinda shitty, I promise I'll try to finish this for y'all as soon as I can 😅)

Decided to celebrate finishing my midterms by doodling my favorite mutuals OCs!! It's my way of saying thank you to each and every one of y'all for being so kind and supportive of me during these challenging times. Your thoughtful messages really helped me to get through the first half of this semester and they meant more to me than you could ever realize. Y'all are S tier individuals, fr 🙏✨️💫

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OC creds:

Eve ©️ @cloudishmagma

Madeline ©️ @thought-bubble-doodly-doo

Ava ©️ doll-puppet

Dahlia ©️ @salandersan

Marcel ©️ @dethmetalclown

Veprl

From twst fanfic “Guess I’ll call everyone dude and bro now” by Ducksinsuits

Veprl is a TWST OC done by the author.

If you are into TWST and character analysis, I recommend this fic

Its really good and it gets better with every chapter imo

@hemlock-haven 's request is done!

Girls Night

A once conversation of hobbies turned into quite the romance talk! Eve and Peony share their love interests with each other while enjoying a warm beverage under a thick blanket.

Peony is such an amazing OC that belongs to @hemlock-haven

Eve is my own OC for BLD

BLD, along with James and Seth are @hotpinkmoon 's creation!

FSFSSDGRASFGYFVNJDAAS

This is so fucking adorable

My otp rn in bld

Lovely eyes 💞

Pls disregard the drop in quality towards the end I was racing against the clock to finish this before my tablet battery died ahdjsj

Felt like doodling something wholesome tonight :-) I took inspiration from this post 🥰

I based Seth's reaction on how I would imagine him responding to a compliment from a stranger rather than from his crush or s/o. The reason for this is because Peony would likely express this sentiment to him upon their first or one of their earlier meetings on account of her straightforward personality. She thinks his eyes are rad as hell and wouldn't be afraid to tell him so! 💖 And as a result, she ends up with an anxiety ridden organ seller catching feels more quickly than he'd probably like to admit LMAO

As usual, I wanna give sincerest apologies if I got Seth's mannerisms/personality wrong or made him OOC!! Pls feel free to correct any discrepancies that you see 🙏

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Seth / Bloodlust Devotion ©️ @hotpinkmoon

Peony ©️ me / @hemlock-haven

How would Seth react to his crush telling him he has pretty eyes?

He's making sure that you really mean it. He's waiting for you to say " lol no " or " sike " but it makes him very happy that you didn't.