#au: gods

[toiletwipes]

Okay, but consider with the cult au; the god/goddess that Simpbur worships possesses his “darling” and goes “hell no, you’re not betraying the person who trusts you with their life” -microwave anon

y e s.

the ritual works- if only for the god to leave in a split second with a message. In nobody's lost blood, on the walls, writes; do that shit again and I'll kill you.

And Darling is just shaking but they cling to Simpbur and cry and he wants to try the ritual again but. For now, he'll put it on hold. His hands cradle them into his arms and he carries them off, offering words of comfort to his followers, soothing worries and fears.

Because right now, his main focus will be on his darling love. The ritual did work and then something happened- he wants to know why but right now, they've earned a little rest.

[lilprincegoo]

a quiet kind of thunder by notyoongs

yoongi/jungkook

God Min Yoongi, Human Jeon Jungkook, Storm Chasing, Hurt/Comfort, Mild enemies to lovers, Bickering, it's their love language, Fluff, Angst, Serious Injuries, jk gets struck by lightning, and almost dies, but he's okay, Mutual Pining, Getting Together, Sharing a Bed, Happy Ending

21.2k words

rating: T

yoongi has gotten very good at exerting his power over the skies, at planning each storm as though it might be his last, at keeping these silly mortals safe. until, of course— jeon jeongguk. (or: as a weather god, yoongi has been summoning storms for millennia. it’s only when a raucous stormchaser with no sense of self-preservation crashes into his life that he learns not all storms are physical ones.)

[crazycometspecular]

Monster Falls,,, save me Monster Falls

[kingofbodyrolls]

I am speechless— it was such a nice, dark and smutty read! Really interesting ✨

Satan, Baby

Word count: 2.6k

Pairing: Seokjin x Reader

Warnings: If you’re sensitive to religious topics and imagery I would skip this one, some rather major if brief angst, alcohol as a crutch, slightly scary in places, especially if you don’t like goats, fingering, tentacles (yep, however brief), archaic dialogue.

Prompt: “Wouldst thou like to live deliciously?” -The VVitch (2015)

AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/16946889

When the devil knocks, you’re only too happy to answer.

Keep reading

[xamitras]

For many of years I had this tradition of drawing Wirt and the beast once a year to see how much I have improved, then depression hit in 2023 and couldn't continue, but it left so really amazing art in the process

[sabertoothwalrus]

accidentally drew tallmen au again

[demaparbat-hp]

The Perfect Prince

[redsray]

my favourite part of the Wayne Kids being, you know, the Waynes, and popular celebrities is the fact that these are teenagers and young adults who are given ... celebrity powers. and i know they're stupidly petty with them. every time you log onto twitter you'd see 3 of them engaged in a sibling argument, completely uncaring that it's being broadcasted to thousands of people

Dick, tweeting: Tim stole my sandwich today, hey siri how do i un-adopt a sibling?

Tim: ??? I didn't steal your sandwich??

Dick: Then who did??? It was there this morning and you were the only one in the manor the entire morning??

Tim: Dick, my unfortunately kind of favourite brother, I was not in the manor today

Dick: YOU WEREN'T?!?!?

Tim: no, I've been in my apartment all week. did you hallucinate me?? LMFAO

Cass: I was there this morning.

Dick: Oh. No wonder then??? You 2 look too similar, one of you needs to cut your hair

Tim: Not it

Cass: . . .

Tim: on second thought, maybe it's time for a haircut

Cass: :D <3

Tim: Love you too, Cass

Random Twitter User, quote tweeting the last tweet: So did you ever find out who took Dick's sandwich????

Cass: Jay did.

Dick: JAY DID?!?!?

Cass: Oh. Did you not know?

Dick: NO?!????

Cass: Oh. @/jason start running. Sorry.

Steph: Guys Jason might deadass die again Dick is ONTO him

Random Twitter User: ... Again?

Steph: hardly the point rn, jared

Babs: Why did Jason just climb in my window asking me to hide him

Tim: he's running from Dick, lol

Babs: Oh, why?

Tim: he ate his sandwich

Babs: Got it, he's hiding behind my couch now, screeching about Cass betraying him.

Dick: BABS DON'T MOVE. DON'T LET HIM LEAVE.

[wasyago]

Can you draw that snail? You know the one who got out of Grian's power and started to eat Gem's lighthouse?

little guy <3

alternatively: big guy.

[nothing-impt]

Athena in my mind eats bird feed cause she's technically an owl.

Edit: ignore how the panels are inconsistent I’m using some obscure art app and idk how to actually do comics lol)

[toiletwipes]

cult leader simpbur who wants to use his beloved to be a vessel for the lost god/goddess that he worships. think about it.

he was so kind in the beginning, loving, sure he had questionable beliefs but he didn't... force them onto you. Not really. He spoke kindly of his deity, speaking words of devotion and worship in their name. And the way he spoke to you, in almost the same tone, context... it made you feel warm almost. That you could be held in the same light as someone as important as they are to him.

And then of course it was revealed that he was in a cult devoted to his deity. That he was the leader. That they were planning a ritual to bring their deity to this world. That he planned on using you.

Of course it scared you shitless, to be tied up with silk and dressed in a light robe, a gag on your tongue. The scariest thing, second only to the calm look on Wilbur's face, stroking the side of your face with the back of his hand and cooing supposed words of comfort. It didn't help that he kept saying that you were absolutely perfect. Beautiful and pure in every way. Perfect for them.

To be carried in his arms into a dark room and placed on a table with a masked crowd of cultists, it snapped something in you. Tears poured heavy down your face. Had you sobbing and crying for Wilbur. For him to stop, to take you back home. Anything other than this.

He didn't stop it. He led the ritual. The chanting. The dressing. Leads the cult in prayer and with one apologetic look sent your way, he cuts a single line across your palm, pressing hard on it even when you screamed around the gag. The blood straight into the bowl.

And the ritual completes when a presence fills your mind, body and soul. A deity forcing you to the backseat as they take over your limbs and words.

You still cry for Wilbur even after he's shoved a god inside of you.

[saiiibaki]

fast sketch for manwhore au by @anniflamma because it’s hilarious

[notherpuppet]

More doodles of radiorose au 📻🥀🦌🥩

[canisalbus]

Two dogs sighted in passing. Where are they heading?

[soldierkitten]

anyone still remember this au idea I had? well I didnt (thats why it took so long) I wanted to do something with this au, so here :P

the next one :D

[lambouillet]

Wasting my potential