#Crane Spirit

[coolmika745]

Shinshi (Divine Servant)

The link did not include the chart, but I found one on the Japanese Wikipedia and machine translated it. The translation is below.

animal God mouse Daikokuten cow Tenmangu Shrine　* See Tenjin Faith tiger Chogosonshiji Temple bee Futarasan Shrine rabbit Sumiyoshi Taisha Shrine / Okazaki Shrine / Toshi Shrine turtle Matsuo Taisha Shrine　 crab Kotohira Shrine　 eel Mishima Taisha Shrine snake Benzaiten・ sea ​​serpent Izumo Taisha Shrine white snake Suwa Shrine　Omiwa Shrine fox Inari Shrine　* See Inari God . deer Kasuga Taisha Shrine / Kashima Shrine monkey Hiyoshi Taisha Shrine / Asama Shrine crow Kumano Sanzan , Itsukushima Shrine crane Suwa Taisha Shrine pigeon Hachiman Shrine heron Kehi Shrine chicken Ise Shrine , Atsuta Shrine , Isonokami Shrine wolf Shrines in the Okutama / Chichibu region such as Musashi Mitake Shrine and Mitsumine Shrine carp Omae Shrine boar Go'o Shrine / Wake Shrine centipede Bishamonten

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[nezhanetwork]

all the words i couldn't say to you, oh, the damage i have wrought

[ezramatis]

benji is tongues and teeth and silas is curses no i will not elaborate

edit: nick is little soldiers and daphne is ribs

[outletcrash]

added more to the lil pixel art doodle i made a bit ago :))

[alonelyoperator]

guys i need you to see the vision. the two people in gotham who are ALWAYS ready for halloween season.

[bittermedicinespitter]

cranetober day 12 - strangler fig 🌟

i just wanted a reason to draw my boy silas bell okay,,,

[majimasleftasscheek]

I love your personification of the LAD tattoos so much! Ever since I saw your designs, I've been playing through the games (I started with LAD/Y7, stopped halfway, played in chronological order, now playing Y6 despite pre-ordering LADIW) and imagining what each yakuza guy's tattoo would be as some sort of guardian spirit to the bearer, and how it'd interact with others in their little yokai realm thing! I'm biased for your Hannya-woman and whatever Katsuya's crane🤓

thank you! I love my lil spirit binglies so much ohoughgough. I like to imagine them all hanging out and arguing who's host got the biggest boobs among other important matters 😌🙏

pls have this lil Katsuya crane uwu

[mothmanavenue]

the moon will sing a song for me (i loved you like the sun)

[lorebird]

Oh my GOD I am obsessed w @roguespodcast. I'm not really a fan of the "superhero genre," let alone DC specifically, but I still ended up binging the whole thing in like a week??? Help Me

I wanted to practice comic dialogue + expression, and this scene (on top of being one of my favorites from the whole show) felt like a great way to do that!! I really wanted to visualize the way Jon and Scarecrow's voices layer when he talks, plus trying to structure Ed's nervous babbling without a huge wall of text was fun. I've definitely gotta draw more -- this was just a quick and messy thing, but I wanna do something that does the stellar voicework justice

[jonathan-cranes-mistress-of-fear]

[wyvchard]

Agent Phoenix: Yeah. No. This place is haunted.

Reginald: ... What makes you say that?

Agent Phoenix: The funeral home is nearby.

Reginald:

Agent Phoenix: I go here whenever I attend another agent's funeral.

Reginald: Did you just admit to being the reason this store is haunted?

Agent Phoenix: ... Yes.

[hamtaro-merch-tracker]

Hamtaro Crane Game Prize

Original Release Date: June 2022

Re-release Date: October 2024

Distributor: Bandai Spirits

HUH?? These little crane game plushies are getting a re-release!? They must have been insanely popular!!

These ham-hams will be re-releasing next month at crane game centers across Japan. These guys are about 10cm tall and come with a string on their heads, perfect to turn into a keychain or just sit on your bookshelf! They have chubby cheeks from eating so many sunflower seeds 🥰

[sirenspells]

New AU. hiiii

So this takes place after the neutral ending (specifically the knife ending, so Sunny’s dead too). Aubrey, Kel, and Hero are each haunted by one of their dead friends, and its up to them to uncover the truth of the night of the recital so that their friends’ spirits can move on. As said in the pic Basil is forced to haunt Aubrey, Sunny haunts Kel, and Mari haunts Hero. The one being haunted is the only one who can see and hear their respective ghost friend (and they can’t see other ghosts so the living friends have no idea that the others are being guided by ghosts too)

Also due to Ghost Rules the ghosts cannot just say the truth of the incident cause that would be too easy (I like to imagine if they try they literally glitch out for a sec, idk think its a cool visual) but they can give indirect hints and of course lead the living friends to places and such. So yeah fun times Aubrey and Kel are going through it <3

Know I don’t really have the AU’s plot that developed yet, rn its just a concept and I’m not too concerned with figuring out all the story beats rn

[radcial-saturday]

haha hi i havent posted anything literally in years but i fell into batman brainrot a few months ago and need to make it everyone elses problem. scarecrow from batman the audio adventures owns my ass. that is all

[acapelladitty]

prompt: Jonathan jerking himself off?

Warnings for absolute worst cunt behaviour on the part of the good Doctor Crane btw.

The screech of the metal door as Jonathan flung it open with his shoulder sparked a frown to crease his brows as the unpleasant sound tore across his throbbing skull. Having narrowly escaped the Bat, the self-righteous fool making the choice to save the small group of diners whom stood as his unwitting toxin-laced hostages rather than pursue him, the lasting effects of the unexpected encounter couldn't be ignored.

A swift kick to the head had unseated him, sending him hurtling to the floor in such a way that Jonathan knew his hip and lower side would be stained with mottled purple bruising for days to come. His left ankle also protested any movement, the bones there creaking with the swiftness which he required to escape from the confrontation.

He would be in more pain the following day, once the assault had truly settled in to his flesh and bones, his body in revolt as it kick-started the slow process of recovery. No blood at least. That was something.

Jonathan dropped into his work chair and his fingers immediately went to switch on the small monitor which lay to the right side of the desk. It crackled to life in an instant, showcasing the nearby experiment area which sat in an offshoot room at the other end of the abandoned warehouse; the stark white walls making him squint as their unbearable brightness assaulted him.

There, on the screen, sat his current project. Her name unknown, he had picked her up from the parking lot of some dingy diner which sat on the outskirts of Gotham, along the road to Metropolis. Fully restrained against the chair which he had left her, she appeared to be enjoying an uneasy sleep.

It was, however, somewhat difficult to tell through the mask she wore.

Blocking all sight and sound from her senses, the thick leather hood wrapped around her head like a glove as her dirty blonde hair poked free from the neck of it, its appearance almost like straw. It was striking in a way, the dark material standing out against her fair-coloured uniform like a stain as her thin, exposed mouth provided the only hint to her emotional state.

Agitated and irritable, his own lips formed into a line as he observed her for a moment. Thus far, she had proven his hypothesis well in her first experience of toxin, in that the removal of certain senses resulted in a much faster onset of hallucinations and bodily responses. Her screams were delightful, rough and animalistic without the typical tinniness of a woman, and he had delayed her unconsciousness for as long as possible to enjoy them more thoroughly.

Agitated and irritable, his thoughts were tinged with the shameful rage of his earlier beat down and he sought to rectify that as a cruel excitement curled within his chest.

Pressing the button to the side of the monitor, a small electric shock delivered itself to his captive and the sudden jolt of pain rocked her from her sleep in panic, her body jerking in position against the restraints as he turned the dial on the sound receiver.

"Help! Help me!" She cried out weakly, her voice still hoarse from its previous screaming. "Please! He's gonna kill me."

Delivering another waking jolt, this one much longer and vicious, Jonathan felt a familiar warmth trickling through his veins as it sparked a fresh cry from his unwitting captive.

Shame and adrenaline mixing with an unfiltered sadistic joy forced out a small grunt of pleasure as Jonathan roughly tugged at his slacks, unzipping them enough to free his half-hard cock and expose it to the cool air.

Jonathan stroked himself with an almost clinical precision, travelling his hand along the length with a firm pressure which was guaranteed to quickly bring him to full mast. His breathing grew more ragged with every slide of his palm until he jutted free of his slacks without shame, his cock pointing towards his stomach with a familiar curve.

His hand, shaking due to the adrenaline and arousal which swirled in his gut, slipped almost without thought, towards his beloved toxin as his ears perked once more towards the renewed pleas of his captive experiment.

Uncapping the first vial of toxin, Jonathan brought it to his nose and inhaled deeply, the slightest puff of the lurid chemicals being caught by his desperate nose as a low shudder wracked his frame. His fingers were quick to replace the vial and he settled back into the padded chair with the anticipation of a child awaiting the start of their favourite game.

As potent as ever, the hint of toxin spread through his system quickly, poisoning his arousal with a fresh unease which made the heat in his stomach intensify.

Jonathan returned trembling fingers to his cock as his gaze flicked back to the monitor. She was still yelling, her words laced with a futile desperation that spoke of her fear, her body as tense as a violin as it anticipated another shock. A shock which he delivered with his free hand, nothing too painful, but enough to catch her off guard mid-yell.

It worked and his cock twitched within his hand as her words were cutoff by a low scream, her head thrashing side to side as she pulled against the restraints. Her movements were beautiful in a way, the stuttering fluidity of an animal that were faced with some unseen predator.

Turning in his seat, Jonathan unleashed a soft moan as the movement sparked fresh pain from his battered hip and his hand paused on his length as he basked in the discomfort, allowing it to melt with the pleasure and anxiety in such a way that his breath grew steadily more rattled.

A small bead a pre-cum trickled across his fingers and he spread it across his cock, using it to smooth his actions as he continued to jerk himself off. His heart fluttered in his chest, the beat roaring through his veins as true anxiety wove itself through the hot pleasure which boiled within his groin.

His orgasm caught him a little by surprise, a particularly keening scream from his captive forcing him to spill his release all over his fingers as a few droplets arced enough to splash against the edge of his desk. The shock of it made his vision short-curcuit for a moment; pleasure, adrenaline, and fear cultivating a torrid mixture of sensations as his free hand gripped the edge of the desk for support.

Breathing hard through his comedown, a delightfully hot shame spread through his loose bones.

Shame at having fled from the Bat.

Shame at having lost his self control.

Shame at the mess he had made.

But he pushed it down, allowing the feeling to marinate with the anxiety which continued to race through his frame and his shaking fingers turned down the audio on his captive once more. Glancing at her, Jonathan made a mental note to continue her experiment later that evening, once he had allowed her to eat and take care of her bodily needs.

She had served her purpose for the moment.

[3zethe3zr]

These Seven Make Me Insane In The Membrane

Design notes:

- Mudwing genetics go wild, leaving siblings very varied in appearance

- Clay has red eyes, indicating his fireproof status

- Due to how he was raised, clay is also the thinnest of the seven(malnutrition) and has poorly cared for tusks

- They all have inherited some form of their mother's red markings and have freckled shoulders and backs of wings

- Umber is the runt of the litter and is smallest

- Crane was the tallest, that mantle has now been passed down to Marsh