Scythegameing - ScytheGameing

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if ever you find symbolism in my writing please tell me i’d like to know about it too

Conflicting Lives masterpost Designs of each character below the cut vv

Timebomb :]

Generally uninterested in pretty much everyone but they may or may not have a soft spot for a few different people

everyone. post ocs. NOW

queer people of all kinds. i am looking you in the eyes. do not fucking kill yourself. are you listening to me it will be okay. it will get better. i am shaking you by the shoulders do. not. fucking. do. it. you have so much to keep going for and so many people who love you. the cost of the present will not outweigh the life ahead of you. i love you. chin up or down keep walking you'll get there. we will pull you back up onto your feet should you fall. i love you

For someone called PearlescentMoon, Pearl can't help but be drawn to the sun. Some part of it is a fascination, a running joke that of course a moth is attracted to the brightest light in the sky. She has stared at it for hours, needing to take a healing potion or respawn to restore her sight. She dreams of flames licking at her hands playfully, not burning but restoring.

When sunflowers show up on her alien base, it seems only natural. They spark a deep sadness for reasons she can't quite grasp, a twist in her gut and a rot like pain. She stops dreaming of the sun and starts dreaming of red tendrils choking roots and withering away. Prayers tug at the back of her mind, a man she does not recognize calling for her help, for the Mother of Sunflowers, for a woman she does not remember being.

She sees Sausage again and she remembers. She remembers sunflower fields and warmth, golden feathers sprouting from her back. She remembers the yellow of honey and wheat and shining crowns. The way she taunts the ravagers in the dark of the Decked Out Dungeon is not all that different from how she taunted Xornoth.

She promises not to forget again. She decorates her base in season 10 with the sun, over and over, in the floors and the roof, makes her work solar powered, carefully tends to her flowers like she crops, though she wears slacks and a button up now rather than flowing green. She collects up as many plant permits as she can, plants flowing wheat in front of her base.

There is a tug, a call. A man in a field of sunflowers, riding atop feathers of green and gold. He asks for her help, prays for it. And she answers.

Hey

Hey guys

Go drink water right now

I know mcyt fans are all dehydrated

Go drink water

Do it

You should drink water

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Have a silly little guy, who just so happens to be mr Joel smallish beans from my CL!AU (conflicting lives au) :D

TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN

TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN!!!

Hi there!

My name is Scythe(or Joel)! I am a full-time college student and part-time artist! I draw a lot of stuff about whatever I'm currently hyper-fixated on and have such a bad post schedule that its not even funny(I am so sorry in advance I know its bad-). Anyway, uh- enjoy my silly little art things!

What I do!

Art Commissions! Conflicting Lives (OC-insert fanfic) Animations Fanart

My Interests and Hobbies! (This will likely change over time If I ever remember to change this at least-)

Hermitcraft/EmpiresSMP/Life Series PHIGHTING! (ALPHA) Forsaken

My Socials! (aka where you can find me)

YouTube Twitch Tumblr (You're here! :D) Art Fight

Cause a little chaos today, just because you can :)