#Devils of D-Day

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

THROWBACK TO THE DEVILS OF D-DAY FOR YOUR UNHOLY "THRASHBACK THURSDAY."

PIC INFO: Spotlight on a limited edition METALLICA poster design for the Jonny Z and Marshall Zazula tribute show at the Hard Rock Hotel and Casino, Hollywood, Florida, USA, on November 6, 2022. Hand numbered by the artist Tony Squindo,

PIC #2: Inspired by the art of "The Devils of D-Day" by British illustrator, Les Edwards. Artwork by Tony Squindo.

Sources: https://kr.pinterest.com/pin/afiches--312789136637154291 & eBay.

[goryhorroor]

“2000s horror movies had to adapt rapidly in the new decade. by 2005, the horror genre was as popular as ever. horror films routinely topped the box office, yielding an above-average gross on below-average costs. it seems that audiences wanted a good, group scare as a form of escapism.”

[paprikaries]

"There are two type of Dice.." _ animation WIP Showman: "...What ..are you doing?" 🤨 Gangster: "What do you mean?" 🙃 Fanart/fananimation gif: King Dice/Mr. King Dice (Cuphead franchise, Cuphead the game, the Cuphead show by mdhr studio/netflix). It's still a wip but I wanted to post it anyway! XD

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

"So, c'mon!!" -- Inspired by the art of "The Devils of D-Day" by British illustrator, Les Edwards -- STAY HEAVY!!

Artwork by Tony Squindo.

[noomimoomi]

Normal wednesday night with an obsessed god who always visits your dreams

Hey guys! This is an AU where Nika takes a “liking” to Koby! Made this with my friend @paper-lilypie !! Go check her out!!

[devourable]

how would your delinquents react to their darling just...not showing up to their usual spots, not returning their calls, or even (dramatic gasp) leaving their texts on read? but! turns out it's because darling's sick and went nonverbal?

🌡️ the delinquents x sick darling 🌡️

it would NOT take long for them to figure out where you had gone. you not responding to messages was one thing, but when they don’t see you at the spots they’d usually find you in? they’d literally be hunting you down like a pack of wolves. did something happen to you? were you okay? it’d worry them sick not seeing you for even a day.

your home would be the first place they’d check — nevermind how they got in without your assistance, the extra key is for safety reasons! — and they’d practically collapse in relief when they find you crumpled up in bed, safe and sound. god knows what they’d do if you weren’t there…

mattias would immediately jump into your bed, curl up right next to you and snatch you up in his arms. he missed you so much! he’d whine and cry about how he was so worried, how he hated not getting to see you, cover your face in kisses and bury himself into your neck. he’d literally have to be peeled off of you by his friends to get separated from you.

unsurprisingly, mattie would promptly catch whatever was ailing you and later end up bedridden right next to you. he’d try to be helpful, making your bed when judas carries you out of it and fetching you something comfortable to rest in, but he’d ultimately wind up useless and have to rest beside you. which he didn’t mind — he always liked being the one to get the most skinship with you.

judas would be the first to pick up that you’re ill, though the rest of the guys wouldn’t be far behind. he’d gently scold you as he presses his hand to your forehead and neck, asking why you couldn’t have at least told them you needed help. were you so unwell that you couldn’t even call them? but he would be incapable of staying even slightly unhappy with you — the way you pressed into his hands, comforted by how cool they were compared to your feverish skin, would ironically melt his heart.

he and dom would be the ones taking most of the reigns. judas would go to work closing all your curtains, replacing your heavier blankets with light ones (no amount of complaints would stop him, your fever would never break if you stayed all bundled up!), making sure you’re well hydrated, give you a cool bath to make sure you to get all that sweat off and hopefully break your fever — he’d do so much that the other guys would claim that he was trying to hog you. which he totally was, but it was in the name of your health!

dominic, meanwhile, would get to work making you soup, ushering aaron off with his wallet to get needed ingredients and proper medicine (much to his best friend’s chagrin, but he is the only one with a car, so…). he knows your preferences already and would take advantage of that in hopes of making something capable of stoking your appetite enough to get you to eat.

he’d ask multiple times if you were sure you didn’t wanna see a doctor. if he took you to his, you’d be seeing the best of the best! surely they could give you something that’d fix you up in no time! but secretly he’d be elated when you’d decline — getting to take care of you was so fun, and if it was what you wanted then who was he to say no to you?

when aaron returns, he’d insist on being the one to feed and medicate you since he had to miss out on your care to go shopping. alongside food and medicine, he’d bring stuff that he figured you’d like — movies that you’ve been meaning to watch queued up on his laptop, a few snacks that you could try if you wanted something that wasn’t soup, a small fan to set up next to your bed, things to make yourself more comfortable. he’d pull your head into his lap and feed you, and when you were able to finish an entire meal without getting sick, he’d wipe your face and reward you with kisses of his own. ones less intense than the ones mattias gave you when they all first arrived, though. he wasn’t keen on getting sick.

all of his plans for the next few days would be canceled, no matter what they were. he could always reschedule and plan around them. you were his priority, as you were to all of his friends, and he wouldn’t spend another second away from your side when you needed him.

when you wake up the next day, you’d be greeted to the sight of all four boys sleeping around you — judas and dom on the floor, aaron propped up next to your bed, and mattias in your bed, still clinging to you. even if you feel better at that point, they’ll keep you there for juuust one more day… to make sure you’re really feeling better. they wanna make sure this type of thing doesn’t have to happen again.

please reblog to support my work! i'd appreciate it greatly!

[devildomwriter]

“Mr. Barbatos is a really tough boss…and when I’m not dealing with him, I have to deal with the constant bickering between No. 1 and No. 4. They just don’t get along… Like oil and water, those two!”

“Whaddya mean they don’t get along? I thought all of you little demons were the same. Like, you look the same, and you all act like you’ve had too much caffeine…”

“How rude! Every one of us is an individual, with our own personality and idiosyncrasies!”

“If you say so…”

“It’s a real cutthroat environment, where no one’s your friend…except Lord Diavolo. He’s the only one who shows kindness, the lone bright spot in our world!”

— Little D. No. 2 and Mammon (Chapter 25-14)

[eastbluecrewed]

the brainworms got me unfortunately

in my head they're like vaguely rivals and lovers where asura is trying really hard to be serious and not let nika get to him and nika is devoting every fiber of focused energy he contains to getting to asura. they're married

[fosliie]

QUESTION!! What if Samantha stopped going to Maxine's shows for a while? like would Maxine go look for her, ask why she stopped coming or just check thats she's ok idk fydhtgsrfd--

Because i'm just like SAM. YOU TORTURING YA SELF. GIRL PLEASE- (just a what if idk if it is in character- TvT)

No no, you got a point there! Why in the world would Samantha keep going back if it just gets her all messed up seeing Maxine?

She gives a different answer everytime. A new lead on a case, a certain drink they don’t sell anywhere else. She’d rather be caught dead then explain why, and the regulars are keen to pick up on fhis

Noooow I’d imagine if Samantha somehow gained the will power to not attend one (or several) of Maxine’s shows, it probably would bug Maxine just a teeeeeny bit

[ethanscrocs]

LADY VALENTINE - by saintverse

#5A080C #A7191D #E9676B

#F6C3CA #EF7E9C #ED3D74

[shithowdy]

when your OC is both an artist and also a simp for an NPC you may someday find yourself having to do high-effort pieces solely for The Bit

(slightly fixed)

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

A HELL ON EARTH IN THE '80s METAL UNDERGROUND -- WELCOME TO 1984.

PIC(S) INFO: Mega spotlight on an original METALLICA "Hell On Earth" tour poster design (the would-be tour was later cancelled due to poor ticket sales), c. 1984.

Resolution at 1894x2640 & 1146x1600.

EXTRA INFO: The Demon lifted for the design was originally used as cover art to Graham Masterton's 1978 WWII novel, "The Devils of D-Day" (Sphere, 1979 edition), and painted by Les Edwards.

Source: https://entertainment.ha.com/itm/music-memorabilia/posters/metallica-kill-em-all-hell-on-earth-tour-poster-circa-1983-/a/7182-89621.s & Hakes Auction.

[paprikaries]

"You need two Dice to play!" _ wip sketch

Fanart: Mr. King Dice/ King Dice / The Devil (Cuphead the Game/ The Cuphead Show by studio mdhr/Netflix)

[sleepinglionhearts]

here, have some of the things that have been in my sketchbooks for a while

[philzokman]

ao3’s down so i have to resort to medieval forms of gay smut (dostoevsky)

[desertfangs]

Vampire Fest Kinktober Day 10: Coffin Sex

Forbidden Desires [AO3] Armand/Daniel - Explicit - 3,801 words

Armand gets a new coffin and Daniel wants to see it. And the room down in the cellar where Armand sleeps. Armand finally agrees and things get hot and heavy.

Written for @vampirefest' Kinktober, Day 10, "Coffin Sex." Thank you so much for hosting this event!

Excerpt:

“It’s my house. You can’t keep me out,” Daniel said. The argument was weak, he knew. The Villa and Night Island were in his name on paper, yes, but it was Armand’s creation, his design. 

Armand stood rigid, his arms folded over his chest. His auburn hair had been left its natural length and curled around his pale face. “It’s for your own protection, Daniel. As I’ve explained countless times, we cannot be trusted in our sleep.” 

Daniel glanced at the door behind Armand, the one that led down to the cellar and the hidden rooms verboten to him. Including the room where Armand slept during the day. The little keypad beside it sat idle. If Daniel entered the wrong code, it would blink red. Three failed attempts would lock it down for who knew how long. 

“I’m not asking to go down there in the daytime,” Daniel said. He buzzed with desire and need. He’d been thinking about the rooms downstairs all day. 

A new coffin had been delivered last night, the delivery men leaving the crate in the living room, believing it to be some antique valuable. Armand had moved it down below himself while Daniel had still been sleeping. He’d hadn’t even gotten to see it, only the empty crate. “I just want to see it.” 

Daniel felt a soft pressure in brain: Armand in his mind. Daniel thought deliberately about how desperately he wanted to know how Armand looked in the coffin, to have a mental image of where he was during daylight hours. It was only fair, after all. Armand spent plenty of time in Daniel’s bed. 

“What harm could it do?” Daniel asked.

There are lines that should not be crossed. 

Daniel laughed at the thought that had come right into his mind. He couldn’t help it. Armand said the funniest things sometimes. “Christ, Armand. Your fangs are in my throat and your hand is on my cock every goddamn night, what the hell are you talking about? Lines! I’m just asking to see where you sleep.” 

Armand stared for a long moment, and then dropped his arms. Daniel could see his hesitation. 

“Just once,” Daniel pleaded. 

Armand sighed heavily. “Fine. Once.” 

Elation danced through Daniel. Finally! He’d been eager to see the cellar since they’d moved in and now finally he could see where his vampire lover slumbered when the sun came up. 

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