#Outsider Whale

[puppetmaster13u]

Because it is Mermay:

Originally did this art for one of @radiance1 prompts/story ideas, which also gives an idea of colors so.

[karnaca78]

Loosely based on the animated short The Tales from Dunwall, part 1

[wormpit]

this might be a corn plate post but i just noticed ahab's harpoon is backwards clock and im normal

stubb, pip, starbuck, queequeg....and ishmael would have been the fifth high level employee to sacrifice....

[shitpostingkats]

What's your favorite DnDads Players vs. DM hostility. I'll go first mine's when the dm straight up wrote one of his pcs out of existence and made up a whole new guy that took his place and then called up the brother of the the player whose character got evaporated to play as a new member in the party.

[adozentothedawn]

Daud Smoking

yes hello i have made art again please look at his dumb moping face

[kiwiitin]

It was about time for me to finish my yearly Outsider art (going on year 13, baby) 2/3 of my babygirl collection.

[scarletspider2the2ndpower]

Chasm: Curse of Kaine (Vol. 1/2024), #3.

Writer: Steve Foxe; Penciler and Inker: Andrea Broccardo; Colorist: Brian Reber; Letterer: Joe Caramagna

[jjdogasaur]

Monstober day 11 with hopefully the last time I'm late on a monstober

[confused-stars]

i need to actually remember for my writing that my main hc for why Childe is Like That is that he saw something real and true just once in his life and has been chasing that high ever since despite it being a massively traumatizing experience

kind of like a very weird Lovecraft protagonist

[dreadfutures]

And lo! in the month of darkness And lo! his name destroyed And lo! he still whispers in silence And lo! he went into the void

The blood ran out, and I became a god.

[gothadraws]

Time for a fanart! The Outsider with his whale friend floating in the Void from Dishonored game. For 5 years it was waiting for me in my wip folder... but it's finally done and I feel sooo accomplished!

[cold-neon-ocean]

As for why Wolf has purple eyes (in case anyone was wondering lol), his eyes actually used to be brown when he was younger, but he was experimented on and and augmented to adjust to living in space- including his eyes, so that's why they're purple bc they're cybernetics

[no-light-left-on]

a couple panels from a bigger comic that I might scrap

[adozentothedawn]

The first time one of them calls him Master he beats them black and blue in the training yard. Afterwards, looking at the gasping and trembling shape of Aedan on his knees in front of him, barely 16, he feels nauseous in a way he hasn't in years. That Aedan still looks at him with admiration makes bile rise in his throat.

He leaves the boy to Montgomery and locks himself in his office, and when that isn't enough he climbs out the window and finds the highest roof in the city outside of the tower. He burns through two packs of cigarettes that day.

The second time it's Leon (Leonid still then, until her second half joined half a year later), 15 and freshly changed out of her bloodied maid outfit. He glowers and sends her out with Aedan to clean out the rats nest in their new base' cellar and puts her on first watch for a month. If anything it seems to spur her on more. He smokes so much that day that Montgomery has to make him a tonic so he can keep leading training without his voice giving out. She confiscates the rest of his smokes for a week.

The third time it's Scott, not one of the new kids, and he doesn't mean anything by it. It's almost casual when he says it, handing over a missive from a new client. Daud nearly tears the paper in half when he rips it out of Scott's hand. He doesn't go to see Montgomery that evening, but the tonic still finds its way to his desk.

That night, after he peels off his blood drenched clothing after a kill gone messy and hurls them into the laundry pile with enough force to splatter the blood over the walls, the Outsider draws him into the void, for the first time in months. But it's not the facsimile of his own bed that he finds himself in.

Instead what greets him when he opens his eyes is the cage where he lost his childhood.

He learns then that while he can retch in the void he cannot vomit.

While he prefers to let the Outsider wait for a while these days, he cannot get out of the room quickly enough, nearly hitting his head on the tiny gate that marked the end of his innocence and stumbling out the door beyond into the destructured realm that is the Void. Vertigo that has nothing to do with the void rips into his mind, tipping his sense of self and forcing him to his knees as he's desperately gasping for breath past the horrible tightness in his chest.

It takes him a few moments, or an eternity, until he can drag himself back up and steel himself against the familiar, deconstructed vision of the hell that shaped him into the man he is today. One transversal after another he gets further away, until all that is left are impersonal blocks of stone and dirt floating next to the whales and he doesn't feel quite so much anymore like he's teetering on a ledge that will maybe not kill him but drop him back into the time he wished it would.

When the Outsider appears and seals his voice he can almost pretend to be unaffected.

"Hello, Daud." Nothing shows on the leviathan's face, as it has always been, but for the first time it fills Daud with a burning hatred. If the Outsider notices, as he has to, as he always does, he doesn't deem it worthy of a reaction.

"You have become a man of titles, Daud." The boy cocks his head and Daud tenses. "They call you the Knife of Dunwall. The murderer who stalks the night. And of course your own people, your collection of children and outcasts who steal, spy, and murder for you, they call you master now, don't they." It's not a question. Daud wants to hurl. Vomit, insults, or fists he can't quite tell.

The Outsider lets him stand there for a few moments, looking over him impassively with those black, uncaring depths pretending to be eyes.

"I wonder, Daud. Will you let them? Or will you forbid them from using the word, punish them the way he punished you for refusing it, and become like him anyway." It's still not a question. The bastard has already decided and Daud has never hated him the way he hates him now. His back stings with the phantom pain of lashes, of beatings, he feels the hot, itching sensation of fresh blood running down his thighs, rope burns flame across his wrists, the world swims in front of his eyes like someone has hit him over the head. Daud doesn't know if it's the Outsider's doing or his own mind's, but in the haze of rage, hatred, and old, long buried panic he cannot bring himself to care.

It feels like an eternity until the Outsider finally releases him and he shoots upright in own bed, drenched in cold sweat. The first thing he does is bend over the side and vomit. Some primal part of his mind that he has long since locked away and buried, has pretended to have killed along with his master expects to be slapped for it.

The sun has risen over the rooftops of Dunwall when he finally drags himself out of bed to clean up the mess and start the day. The Whalers notice, those few that they are in those days, but no one comments on his foul mood. His jacket is returned by Leon, washed of all traces of blood and scrubbed so well it almost shines. Montgomery hands him another tonic without a word. Aedan asks to show him a new maneuver with the knife he's learnt.

Daud doesn't comment when any of them call him Master, let's them call him what they want without reacting anymore. The group grows, some pick it up, some don't, but eventually it is enough of them that he doesn't bother keeping track. He establishes a system of ranks, masters and novices, and explains it is to better manage their tasks to their skill level, as well as provide incentives for growth. It makes sense and no one questions it.

It also makes sense that he would be a master.

It takes Daud years to stop feeling the pain of phantom wounds when he hears the not yet broken voices of children call him Master.

[tench]

Absolutely no one asked for this, but Childermass would look so good in the style of the Dishonored games. He'd fit right into the world too but the crossover would not survive the custody battle of the two eldritch twinks

[merakiui]

ooh, Mera!!! any tips to seduce Jade?

In the context of TMDG (because Jade is so seduced in the fic), I think it boils down to a few key things that will leave Jade absolutely smitten:

✧ have the same crazy energy as him. You're passionate about and obsessed with Floyd (wrong eel in Jade's humble opinion), while (unbeknownst to you) Jade is very infatuated with you. The two of you are so unhealthily obsessed, so in a way it's like a mirror reflection. And Jade likes that sort of energy. You always liven up a room because you're so genuinely, painfully you. Also, he just likes being able to tease you when you're in the middle of monologuing about why Floyd is so perfect lol.

✧ engage in the weird flirt-banter Jade likes to have with you. Is he flirting? Is he threatening? Is he foreshadowing????? Is he plotting something???????? You can never know, but ooooo does it get his blood pumping when you snap back with your own witty retorts. Similarly to how Floyd gets hyped for a fight or a challenge (if he's in the mood), banter leaves Jade an excited wreck, especially if you can't come up with anything good and so you default to: "stupid, sly eel" or "asshole eel" or any insult placed before eel. He thinks you're so cute when you're insulting him.

✧ know little things about him. Though he doesn't like being transparent, he is immensely touched when you remember certain details about him (details he would have thought were easily forgettable because you're so focused on Floyd and everything he is). So when you bring up the mountain lovers club or his interest in mushrooms and you show genuine curiosity for these hobbies of his? Oh, he wants to marry you right now!

✧ you sort of have him wrapped around your finger. He's like a big, scary guard dog who is collared by his overwhelming attraction to you (metaphorically, of course, but then he wouldn't mind it in the literal sense) and if you were to tug on his leash he'd come padding forwards. He's just so whipped for you, and there's something enticing to Jade about this fragile human having so much power over him. He would kill for you, sacrifice everything for you, drop everything and elope with you, carve out his heart to please you. So why do you continue to chase after Floyd? :(

✧ be yourself and don't hold back. Jade likes unfiltered, shameless you. The you who treats failure like it's the end of the world when it was really just one small blunder. The you who is so wrapped up in an uncertain romance. The you who eats his cooking and grades it accordingly, lowering the score when he annoys you out of petty childishness. The you who is so easy to please when he puts on Floyd's voice. Every part of you captivates. Even the sides of you that are ugly and not the healthiest, he loves those just as much.

✧ there's so much more I could write, but just know he is in love with you and doesn't want you to change for the world. <3