PhantomSeptember
LightNews LightNews
phantomseptember.bsky.social
PhantomSeptember
@phantomseptember.bsky.social
55 followers 74 following 70 posts
Artist
https://phantom-september.tumblr.com/
https://www.patreon.com/phantomseptember
Posts Replies Media Videos
Reposted by PhantomSeptember
skullsandsheets.bsky.social
big paws
May 21, 2025 at 8:40 AM
phantomseptember.bsky.social
Pepper!!!
May 20, 2025 at 3:14 AM
Reposted by PhantomSeptember
saint-vagrant.bsky.social
is a hole a real thing, or just a place where something isn't?
#webcomicday
Rafael opening Manny's backpack, peering down into it. He laughs once to himself, and not because he's having any fun. Laughter turns into a haggard breath and he leans back against the body of the boat. He whips Manny's backpack over the side, where it lands with a FWUMP, small plastic bags falling out of it onto the sand. Rafael smears his hand over his face and clutches it, hair messy, obscuring his eyes. Quietly but desperately he says: I can't do it. I can't. I can't do it anymore. Please, please... I need to go. I need to get the fuck out of here. Kas, off-screen: Why do you want this so badly? If you're looking for glory, there are much better pits than this to sink your money into. Royal, off-screen: Haha? G... glory? No. It's because there's an empty space, where this belongs. Royal continuing, this time over a panel of him lying on his couch, bruised and uncertain of the near future: And the emptiness makes me restless. Royal, internally: Just thinking about making it real... makes everything else fade away. A panel of Kas wrestling with themself and their choices in their apartment, smoking miserably. Next to this, a panel of their mother's old earrings on the handkerchief in which they were delivered. Royal aloud: I believe in it more than anything. A panel of Rafael alone on the same night, smoking in the woods after a swim. A page of Royal, mostly naked and breathing hard after he's rearranged cables and wires in the lab. He gets up to continue his work. The computer screen prompts him with: Laser system ready. Sending chamber status: No subject found. Do you wish to proceed? Yes / No Yes is highlighted, and Royal taps the keyboard to confirm. He doubles over briefly, fists in his short hair, shaking. Then he breaks from this to walk off toward the spherical receiving chamber. Kas, off-screen, over a panel of the morning sky after the rain: I don't know how to make you understand how profoundly difficult this will be. There's no history for what we're trying to do. Over a panel of Kas coming into the office balancing a stack of books and reference material, Royal says: ... We? he continues over another panel of the sky, brighter now: Yes, don't worry. I know. A panel of Royal half-turned in his chair to look at Kas, who's standing in front of his desk in his office, with the dawn sky behind him, blue, pale yellow, and pink. He says: I'm prepared to make my own.
May 12, 2025 at 10:13 PM
phantomseptember.bsky.social
Oh gosh, that looks so cool * _ *
April 8, 2025 at 6:18 AM