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Omg this is too cuuuute! Ahhhh! I love how you wrote Demongo here, love seeing a softer side of him.

Quest – Rekindled (Part 5 of 5)

Level 33 – Easy

“Inconceivable…”

Demongo observed the little yellow nuisance sitting in the middle of the campsite. This was one of the few times the bothersome creature could ever be seen sitting still. He had to be pacified using one of those bottled drinks those monkey minions loved so much. Well, not exactly. That one had some kind of chocolate mixture to it, much to the displeasure of the minions.

Speaking of which, one of them spoke up, addressing Demongo’s comment. “Uh, actually, I’m pretty sure he is conceivable, considering he was conceived. Ya know, cause he’s an imaginary friend. They have to be conceived to be brought to life. So, uh, you’re kinda wrong there, pal.”

Demongo frowned. “You know what I mean! Their anatomy makes absolutely no sense!”

The monkey minion took a swig from the bottled drink in his hand. “Aren’t you supposed to be the magic guy? Like, come on! If it’s not scientific, it’s gotta be magic, right?”

Demongo shook his head. “First of all, please refrain from calling me ‘the magic guy.’ Secondly, not everything can be categorized as either biological or magical. Despite what you may think, magic has its origins. It has its sources. These imaginary entities quite literally come out of nowhere. They live, they breathe, they think, and I cannot understand how that can be possible!”

“Hah!” The monkey minion laughed at him. “Sounds like somebody doesn’t have a strong imagination!”

Demongo hissed. “Oh, I am plenty creative!! Just because such horrid abominations like this do not reside within my mind does not mean I have a stagnant and stilted way of thinking! Ugh! Why am I even arguing with you? You’re not even contributing in the slightest! You just used this opportunity to take some kind of snack break!”

The minion took offense to that. “Hey! I’ll have you know that carrying a bunch of hundred-pound kids from place to place is hard work! I deserve some nice, cold, and refreshing banana milk every once in a while! Certainly beats that sugary vomit the little brat over there’s chugging. OW!!”

In an instant, an empty plastic bottle was chucked at the minion, hitting him directly in the face. The yellow creature no longer had anything to pacify his excited energy as he quickly became agitated.

“I WANT MORE CHOCOLATE MIIIIIIILK!!”

The creature bolted off, rushing back to Hero’s Hollow at admittedly terrifying speeds.

Well, there goes any progress Demongo could have made today.

He sat back down on one of the various crates littered at the campsite, sighing in defeat.

The monkey minion from earlier rubbed his face, grunting. “You know… if he just didn’t have something so sugary-”

Demongo was not having it. “Literally what else could we have given him?! He rejected anything else we offered him!!”

The minion looked appalled. “Oh, yeah, yell at the guy whose poor face was horribly disfigured by this tragic accident.”

Another minion chimed in. “Dude. It was a tiny plastic bottle. You’ll be fine.”

The injured minion snapped back at him. “Shut up, Hugo!! Let me be dramatic once in a while!!”

Demongo rested his face in both palms, immensely frustrated with everything that was happening. He suddenly stood up. “You know what? No. I do not need to deal with this.” He began to walk away.

The injured minion yelled after him. “Hey! Where are you going?!”

“To the Firepits,” Demongo shouted back. “I would rather deal with those colossal beasts than deal with this right now!”

None of the minions argued with that. They simply watched the demon walk off as they continued what they were doing. The injured minion tried taking another swig from his bottle, only to realize it was empty. He looked over at his other minions. “Uh, got milk?”

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To Demongo’s surprise, the Firepits seemed rather barren. He could not spot even one of those towering Freakosaurus Rexes or those bulky Miasma Hulks.

Now that he thought about it, Demongo wondered who in the world came up with these names in the first place. Some of them always sounded rather odd to him.

Regardless, something was amiss. Perhaps some soldiers came by and cleared out the place. Hopefully, whatever happened here, the monsters can stay gone this time.

Demongo missed the days when he could visit this place and relax in one of the lava-filled craters. Nothing felt more euphoric than a nice lava bath. Of course, things changed when the area was eventually reconfigured into a stupid tourist attraction. Demongo was almost glad the infection drove off those annoying tourists.

Even still, it was always depressing seeing the Firepits so infected, the intense heat making the festering green ooze in the area so much more dangerous.

Demongo sat at the bottom of the hill that led to Huntor’s Crest, taking in the sorrowful sight of a once treasured place of his now overrun with that disgusting green ooze.

The demon sighed, lost in his own thoughts.

“Hey!!”

“Huh?” Demongo looked over. It looked like someone had just left the Inferno Fields. Demongo gasped as he immediately recognized that figure, his tone shifting on a dime. “Damieeeeen!!”

He waved to the human, watching him run over to the demon while holding something behind his back. How odd. Demongo was immediately intrigued by what Damien was up to.

As soon as the human was close enough, Demongo stood up and practically jumped up onto him, wrapping his slender arms around Damien’s shoulders.

“Hey there, Dems!” The human greeted the demon. “Whatcha doing here?”

Demongo pouted. “Bothersome day. I came here to clear my head.”

Damien smiled. “Well, you picked a good day to do so! A couple of friends and I cleared out the area recently.”

Demongo tilted his head at that. “Really? This was you? How come?” He let his grip on Damien slip, now resting his hands on the larger man’s shoulders.

“Well,” Damien began, his smile widening just a bit. “While the others had their reasons to participate, I was looking for this!”

Damien revealed the hand that was hidden behind his back. Carefully held in his hand was a fiery red rose, its pedals emitting an intense yet pleasantly warm fire.

Demongo audibly gasped, his widened gaze solely focused on the rose. “Is that…”

Damien answered. “The famous Inferno Fields’ flaming rose. Its fire can burn for an eternity, just as long as it is well taken care of. Its eternal flame is often seen as a symbol of everlasting love.”

Demongo blinked, absolutely in awe by Damien’s knowledge of the specimen. “How do you know all of that?”

Damien shrugged. “I read the old tour brochures. As soon as I heard that these things still grew in the Inferno Fields, I knew I had to find one for you.” Damien handed the rose over to Demongo.

The demon held the rose close to his chest, relishing in the comforting intensity of its blazing fire. Demongo smiled, wiping away a few stray streaks of blue scorching tears. “This is wonderful. Thank you, Damien.”

Damien beamed. “Anything for you, my sweet berry-spark!”

Demongo giggled at that, feeling the heat in his face intensifying. He could have sworn the fire from the rose burned a little bit brighter as well at that moment.

He leaned his face in, giving Damien a sly smirk that was mere inches away from the human’s face.

Damien gave the demon an amused smirk back, tilting his head as he leaned in and pressed his lips against Demongo’s.

The demon could not help but let a few giggles slip at the kiss, the sensation getting him far too giddy to stay silent about it.

Damien rested his hands against Demongo’s back, keeping the demon close. Demongo did the same, wrapping his arms around the human’s shoulders yet again, this time holding the rose far enough away to not accidentally burn Damien.

Even after pulling away, the two chose to stay where they were, gazing at each other without a care in the world.

If he could, Demongo could spend the rest of eternity right here, his entire being burning with a passion he had never felt before, indulging in the comforting touch that assured him he was safe.

Unfortunately for the both of them, there was work to be done.

Demongo’s smile weakened. “We should return to the camp now. As much as I do not want to, I am in the middle of a potentially incredible discovery that I must not dismiss.”

“I’ll come with you,” Damien assured. “That way, it’ll be easier to get through.”

The demon’s face lit up yet again. “I would greatly appreciate that.”

Demongo stepped away, giving Damien some space so the two could walk back to the campsite. However, just as he did, Damien swooped the demon into his arms, carrying him by the back and legs.

The demon could not help himself. He cackled, his legs swinging in excitement. He adored being carried so much.

“Damieeeeen!” He playfully whined, the rose resting on his chest continuing to burn ever so bright.

Damien chuckled alongside the demon in his arms. “Let’s get you back to the camp, hon.” He made his way up the hill leading to Huntor’s Crest, Demongo still giggling to himself along the way.

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if a character means enough to me i will truly never stop thinking about them. i just retire them into a little back room in my brain and periodically bring them out to stare at them under a little light

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A hedgehog is just what this blog needs, say hello guys!

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This is Charles. He wants to go on a journey around tumblr. could you show him around?

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I've lost nearly everything

my phone burned up inside about a week ago, have had it for at least 6 years so i'm surprised it lasted this long. i got it back today, from being fixed, but none of the internal memory survived for some reason. except the sd card i have put in it.

over 1000's of photos (art refs, personal, screenshots)

all gone

notes i had in my phone of scripts/story ideas for this blog, and passwords that weren't saved on google for whatever reason all gone

important calander dates and whatnot all gone

messages? gone too

googleplay saved all my apps atleast

i wanted verizon cloud or something to back my stuff up, but i've not been able to afford it for years. So, nothing was saved there

luckily about a week ago i scrolled through all my photos, and my art app on my phone, and transferred it to my pc. so i have all my art basically. portfolio art and art from this blog, other old art etc.

everything else i mentioned is completely lost though.

the script for the biggest ask on this blog is gone, so i'll have to start the ask comic fresh. this'll take awhile longer. sorry to all my followers and thank you for being so patient with me.

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Yesss Aku x Buttercup is so perfect

Fav of the 3 tbh

Two rowdy, chaotic peeps put together can only bring good things

tomboys flirting

previous in series

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AAAAAAAGH WHY IS IT

so true.

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*heavy breathing*

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This is how aku walks with his lil tentacles

Cutie-pie of the sea (x)

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If you like this blog, please consider my other blog here! I post Samurai Jack art there as well, for all your non-askblog art needs

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Me with Aku I stg

whatever I'll post my addendum to it anyway

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Been meaning to give y'all this, enjoy c;

Outfit is from Episode 13, Aku's Fairytales, with a few minute changes.

I know it's been like a month since I've last posted, been in a funk lately.

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Been meaning to give y'all this, enjoy c;

Outfit from episode 13, Aku's Fairytales. With minute changes.

I know it's been like a month since I've last posted. Been in a funk lately, please be patient with me.

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how are both doing?? :D

Such cuties~ I feel this was a perfect first question, very tame. Let's me get creative with the wholesomeness c:

Don't be shy, ask those questions!

I'll answer questions as soon as I can, I've just been so tired this week. Ugh, idk what it is.

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Ask the Samurai brothers! Lil' Shinichi worked hard on his poster~

*not gonna lie, the eyes on that poster haunt me lmao*