#Captain Cobalt

[tales-of-the-squidbeak-splatoon]

Meanwhile with the other agents....

[ghostmistdraws]

Have too much fun with my new brush pen! Had to draw these cuties. Padawan Cyra Bhrnii giving her captain, Cobalt, a scare before catching him with the force.

[fiarfliart]

<")))>< ‿︵‿︵‿︵｡ﾟ+~Summer in Hisui~ ﾟ+.ﾟ‿︵‿︵‿︵‿><(((">

Now that the zine's been out a bit- here's the whole page!!

<")))>< ‿︵‿︵‿︵‿｡ﾟ+.ヽ(´∀`*)ﾉ ﾟ+.ﾟ‿︵‿︵‿︵‿><(((">

[skshksxd]

t4t (tentacle4tentacle)

[stormyblue90]

Echo and Cobalt just deciding which game to play, buuuut…

Thump thump thump

Oh no…OH KR-OOF!!!

FIVES! It’s good to see you Ori’Vod!

Fives, as happy as I am to see you, did you REALLY have to-

Yes! Yes I did Vod! So where’s Bui-I I mean Rex?

About that…

O-oh uh…hi Rex!

Yeeeah… shocking for me too, don’t worry about it.

I have my boys back!

[justdealingwithsomeissues]

Diablo's little super team the Elements of Doom is pretty silly... and wildly they still have like 10 appearances

[comicbooksaregood]

The Flash

Volume: 2

Issue: 217

Post-Crisis

Writers: Geoff Johns

Pencils: Howard Porter

Inks: John Livesay

Colours: James Sinclair

Covers: Howard Porter, John Livesay, James Sinclair

DC

[kosmicpowers]

To tag just a few.

me when i take 1000000000 frame by frame screenshots of my favorite character doing literally anything

[thecobaltshippandora]

//ooc note = implied violence, death and other such dark topics below vv

[ PLAYING RECORDING LOG 0987012. GENERATING TEXT FROM AUDIO. CORRUPTIONS DETECTED IN SOME LOGS. ]

loud cursing and pacing can be heard. approx. room location: control_room. "Pandora! Turn on the inner light system." voice. vaguely masculine. person logged in threat database. "Pandora! Fuck sake, stupid piece of scrap metal." audible anxiety. new person enters room, masculine. "Captain Sullivan? Seven of the crew have gone missing." "Are you serious?! We had fifty last week, and now we only have six of us! Where in gods' names could they be going?!" "I- I don't know, Captain, but-" gunshot. threat systems turning online in background. "... N- Nikos? Oh, oh dear gods." "REGISTERING NEW CAPTAIN. Hello, again, Sullivan." "W- What the fuck?! You- You're dead!- you can't be- fuck fuck fuck- GET AWAY FROM ME! GET AWA-" further audio corrupted. unable to translate.

[ RECORDING END. ]

[tales-of-the-squidbeak-splatoon]

Rest in peace, Splatoon 1. You will be missed

o7

[lavandulawrites]

Okay but here me out with this idea, I don know why my brain made this connection but cause Snezhnaya is snowy and stuff and Snow White normally takes place in a snowy climate.

Capitano with a Snow White darling.

Like with the Calamity saw her once or twice before she fell asleep, and she is like the former Cryo Archon’s daughter or something. So when her father dies she falls asleep as since he created her out of snow or something to be his daughter, she lives off of his power or the abyssal power corrupts her body so much that she gets so weak and falls into a deep slumber. The Tsaritsa has her body in room in the Zapolyarny Palace, taken care of while she slumbers for hundreds of years.

So then when Capitano becomes the first of the Fatui Harbingers he finally sees her again, only in a sleep like death.

Snow White

Yandere Capitano x reader

This such an amazing idea!╰(*´︶`*)╯♡ I’ve always loved Snow White and it’s such a fitting concept for Capitano. (Let me know if anyone wanna be apart of my taglist).

Masterlist

Warnings: obsession, future murder, delusional Capitano, female reader

Word count: 901

The first time he saw you, you were sitting in the winter garden within the place. Your hair was elegantly braided in Snezhnayan fashion. Your makeup was minimal, but well suited. Your pale blue gown was flowy, yet warm given the white fur that was sewn onto the sleeves, the end of the skirt and the collar.

His breath was uncharacteristically caught in his throat at the sight of your beauty. You had looked up at him with a gentle and innocent smile. You didn’t seem intimidated by his towering height nor his muscular form.

The second time he saw you was at a ball hosted by the cryo archon. That was the day he learned you had been brought into existence by the powers of the archon, your father. Capitano found himself even more awestruck at your beauty, knowing your existence was above human nature. Your eyes had a certain glow one would never find in human beings. Your ethereal beauty stunned everyone that looked your way as you moved around the grand ballroom in your gown that sparkled like ice crystals.

The Captain bowed before you as he asked for a dance. You happily obliged. One of his large hand found the small of your back. The other held your hand gently as he lead you through the room in fluid dance that even surprised him. You were a talented dancer and he felt blessed by the heavens above to be in your presence. For once he longed for an entity above humans. His Khaenri'an kin and companions would be greatly disappointed to see him like this, but the black haired man could not care less. Not when he had found the woman he could imagine spending eternity with.

The evening came to an halt sooner than he had expected, and soon he saw you bid him farewell with a wave of your hand and a bright smile upon your lips.

Centuries had passed since the former archon had died and you, his daughter, had fallen into an eternal sleep. He kneeled before the Tsaritsa as she made him the first ranking Harbinger. He was a proud man and promised to serve her and her country for an eternity. He took her pale delicate hand in his large hand. A black colour with faint cobalt blue lines had started to form on his fingertips as a sign of the curse. He brought his hand to his mouth and kissed her gently. She smiled down at him with what resembled motherly love.

After the ceremony he was left alone, free to roam the palace. The new archon had placed great trust in him. He wandered the palace with his head held high and with a new identity. His steps came to an halt when he was faced with a large set of doors that looked like they were made of thick ice. He couldn’t see through them as their thickness was too great, but he sensed a presence behind them that lured him closer.

His hand itched towards the handle with a pull of an invisible force. As in a trance he opened the doors. They were heavy, but it was no struggle thanks to his inhuman strength. The room was dark except the small ice lanterns that casted a dim icy light. The room was lacking in interior, save for the lanterns and a big clear ice coffin. He could faintly see the outline of a person inside it.

Capitano’s feet moved on their own accord towards the enigmatic coffin. As he came closer he got a good look at the person inside. His heart hammered against his chest and his throat closed at the sight of you. When he saw that your chest heaved gently, he let out a shaky breath of relief. Finally, finally after all those years he got to see you again. He had thought it was a myth that the daughter of the former archon, the woman made of snow and ice, was sleeping in a ice coffin within the palace.

Capitano placed his hand on the lid. The cold ice sent a biting sensation through his gloveless hand, but he could not care less. How could he when the love of his life was right before him?

“Don’t worry, my princess. I will get us reunited sooner or later. Just be patient” he whispered as he kneeled before you with a hand over his heart. “I promise.”

He slowly rose to his feet when an idea struck him. His movements stilled as his blue eyes were locked onto your sleeping form. What kind of man would he be if he left you alone? He gritted his teeth as hot raging hatred filled his cursed veins. How could your father be so careless? Capitano wished with all his heart that your father would appear before him alive, just so he could kill him again.

He would find away to convince the Tsaritsa to let him away your hand in marriage. He would also have to find everyone underneath the former archon’s court and kill them for their inability of taking care of you. After he was done, he would finally have you all to himself. Waking you up shouldn’t be too difficult with a little bit of help from his colleagues and her Majesty.

You would never get out of his reach ever again.

[musewrangler]

Marvelous

Once the baby, always the baby

[skshksxd]

Take me to your leader...

[all-made-of-stardust]

i firmly choose to believe that the reason there weren't any cats in that house when Bells Hells bamfed in was because both Essek and Caleb are responsible cat parents and they both realized that their usual hierarchy of in-home catsitters (Beau & Yasha -> Jester & Fjord -> Veth, Yeza & Luc -> Caduceus) was depleted because they were all gonna busy with the liveshow shenanigans.

You know who wasn't busy? Kingsley.

You know who was next in that hierarchy? Definitely not Kingsley! (It was probably Dairon, but Dairon was busy running around the Cobalt Soul frantically)

So I love to imagine that the world is going to hell and there's at LEAST four cats in their house that need proper care and nobody is available to do it, so in a last ditch effort (because Mittens needs a special wet food diet and Krumel needs some medication and the others are simply too social to be left alone for too long) Essek phones up Kingsley and asks him.

Only for then, four days later, Essek stops into the house briefly to grab supplies and pauses halfway up the hall when he realizes that the cats are nowhere to be seen.

"Kingsley?" he Sends, trusting of his friend but not entirely sure of his character. "Where are the cats?"

"Oh, I had to go deal with a new trade deal by Port Damali!" Kingsley replies cheerfully. "Don't worry, the cats are with me!"

Essek pauses. Inhales deeply. This was the man he helped save, this was the man he mourned before a literal miracle of the gods brought him back.

"Kingsley," he Sends again, already bitter about the extra spell slot usage. "Are you at sea? Are you on a boat?"

"Yup!" comes the unadulterated happy reply. "The Captain's cabin is nice and roomy, and Krumel loves chasing down mice! Surprisingly helpful on a boat, cats! I might keep 'em!"

Essek physically restrains himself from wasting another spell slot on the tiefling. Instead, he touches the stone held in his palm.

"Caleb," he sighs. "I believe our cats were catnapped by Kingsley."

All he hears on the other end is a fit of laughter.

[stormyblue90]

Happy Valentine’s Day from Cobalt and the gang!

They offer to be anyone’s Valentine, whether platonic or otherwise!

Friends, family, significant others, love is love!

Also one not-so-tiny trooper offers as well!

Who will you accept? Or do you accept them all?

[justdealingwithsomeissues]

NGL, absolutely did not expect Diablo to just murder a hostage in this silly book sponsored by a candy company.