#Guardian of Humanity

[xxmissrosearts]

MOTH MY BELOVEDDDD-

VIBIN’

RELAXIN’

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slowly tryna figure out how my Mothra looks and i think she’s coming together.

Bugs are Hard to draw man, even Monster bugs 😔

(BG snagged from IbisPaint, included a bonus image of my real background skill level, i really need to find time and motivation to work on my own backgrounds **sobs**)

[mirkokosmos]

by Mirko Lalit Egger

[turretgirl]

She's so me

Normal Woman Moment

[notherpuppet]

Guardian Angel AU 👼🏼🪽⚔️🩸

It’s radioapple and Chaggie because I’m entirely self serving in my fanart/fanfics lollll

[ithinkdogshouldvote]

Guardian swap au for 4/13 ^ ^

[skellyjingles]

Drew bunnydoll in 4 AUs (as submitted by you guys!)

Full images and AU tags under the cut

Slasher AU by @justwantswafflefries

Guardian Angels AU by @sorascribbless

Office AU by @pikavani

No specific human AU was given so I drew my own designs!

[sailorsenshigifs]

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 102

 Bruce pinched the bridge of his nose, taking a deep breath. In for ten seconds, out for eight. Alright. Okay. “Let me get this straight,” he didn’t motion to the three teens- or not teens even if two apparently looked like they were- but it was a close thing. “You-” 

 Phantom perked up, white hair flickering with what he was pretty sure were stars as they turned away from the window looking out into space. “-are two years old.” The fae-esque being who looked more like a fourteen year old gave a half-distracted nod. Which, for a toddler, they were paying attention pretty well. 

 “You-” Klarion looked up from where he was fiddling with the cuffs that had been on him, cat sprawled on his shoulder now that it was out of the carrier. “-are six?” Another distracted nod, the apparently-child seemingly enamored with the sounds the cuffs made when they clinked together. 

  “And you-” He turned towards Marvel, who shrank back before seemingly steeling themself. “-are in fact ten.” The… well they had thought demigod but apparently all three were some sort of realms-being, which had apparently made Constantine pale and start cursing before stomping out of the Watchtower. Another nod and shaky thumbs up. 

 Alright. Okay. They had in fact let a ten-year old join the league, which wouldn’t have been so bad if they had known. Especially the fact that apparently Marvel was only half-human, which suddenly explained so much about how he didn’t know so many things about a human life. Which-

 “You,” he turned towards Phantom again to make sure he was listening before returning his attention to Marvel. “And you have both lived at least a year in the human realm with human companions, but your-” He turned his gaze towards the ravenette in the center. The six year old apparently. “-experience with the human realm is literally just with the Light.” 

 Yet another distracted nod. Okay. Bruce was tempted to scream in a room for the entire situation that had cropped up from the single action of taking Klarion’s familiar and then the boy himself into custody. Then again, it was honestly a much better thing they had apparently caught this. 

 “Alright,” he sighed, suddenly feeling incredibly exhausted. “To make sure I have all of this correct-” Because it was already a shitshow and the amount of shouting had absolutely spooked the child. To the point he’d- according to Marvel- made what was apparently some sort of very distressed noise that had made both him and Phantom running. Or rather flying and portaling. 

 “-in the realms, people there make friends through fighting,” Bruce pauses to make sure he got that part correct. The origin of this entire misunderstanding with the chaos-lord. Lordling? 

 All three nodded, Klarion losing interest in the cuffs and starting to pet his cat. Familiar. Everyone had referred to it as a familiar and Marvel had appeared utterly horrified that they had taken said familiar away. Somehow he was the one the trio were currently trusting and weren’t doing the same towards any of the other league members. 

 “And you have been trying to make friends with the Jr team, which they have been taking as an attack due to this miscommunication.” Honestly they should have gotten more information, though he couldn’t exactly blame any of the teens, what with everything they were currently dealing with. 

 “... is there any sort of guardian or something you might have, that can be contacted? Or anyone that could help prevent a situation like this from happening again?” All three avoided his eyes, suddenly finding things like the table and walls very interesting. 

 Oh. Hm. This could be a problem.

[jack-o-phantom]

Stone guardians! (Gargoyle idea?) of the DCA's

Just a pair of living status meet a strange intruder, for once in a long long time

The scruffiest creature

[mysharona1987]

[joanna13]

being in a small fandom is like being given a bone, chewing on it until you're done with it, burying it in your backyard, and then digging that same chewed up bone months later to continue chewing on it, and then the cycle just repeats.this is especially true for small fandoms that you know won't be getting any new content, so you just have to consume the content you've already consumed thousands of times before.

[dittydipity]

going INSANE. what is he thinking. why did he say this. why does he do all of this. i am thinking so hard.

we know he's seeking arceus to recreate the world bc in his eyes the world is cruel and unjust and it needs to be destroyed and remade. he's set himself on a mission to create the better reality he's envisioned for his whole life.

but everything else he does. the way he spends his time on pasio making people smile with togepi. even if he justifies it as something purely transactional to get more customers, we know he doesn't really take his merchant job seriously. the way he loves his pokemon so much that they will pop out of their pokeball to excitedly tell whoever will listen how much they love volo back. him trying to capture these moments of happiness tangibly because they never last long and can be wiped away any second.

he still hangs onto hope so much despite what's implied to have happened to him. in spite of all the anger and bitterness that's festered in him, he doesn't really want to destroy everything as he says.

it all started with a wish for the world to be a better place, for the good in the world to outweigh all the cruelty. he's still trying to spread what happiness he can.

but at the same time his past drags behind him and reminds him that he can't afford to trust in the goodness of the world.

that self-assigned mission to usurp arceus's power and rewrite everything.. to him, it's his duty now. he has to do it for himself and, as he rationalizes to himself, for the world.

so he ignores the flaws and holes he finds in his own reasoning. he can't help but seek out the brightness and happiness and goodness that does exist in the world, yet he has to dismiss it to justify his goals.

... all this to try and explain to myself why volo's asking all these questions and making all these comments that seem to go against what we'd expect given his ulterior motive and plans. and it's like he's asking the few friends he has to remember him as the one who seeks joy, even when he does the worst to fulfill his dreams

[dark-moonlust]

Forest Guardian PART 1

Pairing: forest guardian creature x fem!reader

Warnings: minors-ageless accounts don't interact, 18+!!!!, explicit smut.

Here’s a little teaser from one of my fav oneshots! For those wanting more, the full decadent super smutty scene is on Patreοn plus PART 2. Enjoy!

The forest was alive with the deep hum of crickets and the sound of rustling leaves above.

Wet kisses trailed down your jawline, to the curve of your neck. You felt him lowering you down onto a bed of soft moss, his hard body squeezing you down but careful not to squish you with his great weight. A flutter in the air made you realize he was using his magic, traces of green surrounding you, removing every layer of clothing. Naked, hyperaware and shivering— but not because you were cold, you looked up at him.

“My beautiful mate,” he drawled, his hands fondling your shoulders then trailing to cup your heaving breasts. You whined, arched your spine, offering more to him. He gave it to you, his fingers trailing the underside of your mounds in circular patterns. You saw stars when he flicked your nipples, trailing around your buds then wetting one in his mouth. He took it in his mouth, then shifted to the other. He gave it the same attention and you moaned lewdly, instinctively opening your thighs.

The movement caught his attention and he swiftly sat between them, grasping under your knees to open them wider and drape them over his bulging thighs. As if in a trance, he gazed at the tender flesh between your legs. Wet, so wet. He licked his lips, eyes flashing when more arousal slipped out of your pussy, glimmering and calling out to him.

He was there, tasting you, his mouth fastened over your cunt. Body wiggling, you grumbled and whined as he swirled his tongue, lapping up your essence. He growled and kept you there, his grip firm on your hips, allowing little movement as he feasted on you. His tongue entered you, and you mewled, clenching around the intruding appendage. It filled you, wiggled and fondled inside you.

[nelkcats]

Help is just a click away

Danny was bored, it's not something new, the Infinite Realms were not the epitome of fun and the portals had been closed after the fight he had with his parents. It was safer that way, no one could get hurt, humans or ghosts.

That didn't mean the halfa couldn't miss them: his family, his friends, or the life he had before. All he had left were the ghosts, which was fine, but it wasn't enough. He felt unbalanced, unwell.

Clockwork told him it was because of his obsession, his obsession to help and protect was being fulfilled but only halfway. He had enough ectoplasm to last a lifetime but Danny was a human too, he needed to see the stars, to help people. He needed it desperately.

Clockwork noticed this and seeing that the boy could not return to his original dimension, he gave him permission to travel to the DC universe as long as he was careful. It was unlikely that they would attack the halfa there, they were all "special" and Danny would go unnoticed. But the boy still wanted to help.

So he formed a small business. He created a simple app and granted help to anyone who made a request. From saving a kitten from the trees to transporting very heavy packages.

It worked wonders and lowered his stress levels greatly. Danny thought he could get used to it, until people started making stranger requests and before he knew it, the so-called "Justice League" was at his door. Of course, he escaped, although that probably didn't help sell his innocence.

[suspectedtrash]

My take on the Guardian angel!AU

Made a tiny sketchbook out of printer paper, I call this progress.

[willosword]

i dunno the fact that mark had his whole friend group to talk to after the s1 finale and now he's down to just eve is uniquely unsettling to me