#construction demon

[stray-der]

i draw my oc in hazbin style and universe.

[starry-songs-canvas]

Take Care of Him

The boy, who had Damian’s face, couldn’t be more different than Dick’s (alive?) baby brother.

Aside from his Snow White hair, he smiled and laughed freely, making puns on top of his embarrassing story about his supposed twin brother.  

(“Clones don’t have childhood memories right?  So if I have an embarrassing story or two, that’ll give you a way to check that I’m not a clone AND give you ammunition for teasing!”)

“—And that’s how his face—and his pride—was forever wounded by Sparta the warrior cat!”  Danny finished his story with a flourish, cracking up immediately after.

“Huh, and to think he left it at “training”, obviously he didn’t think anyone would let the cat out of the bag.”  Dick said, laughing even as he eyed the lookalike.

Danny snorted.  “Yeah, I doubt he thought anything as Cat-astropic as that would happen.”

They sat in silence for a moment, overlooking the buildings below, with the Dalv. Co. Labs smoking in the distance and the breeze blowing past the two, yet only seeming to affect Nightwing and not the phantom beside him.

“Is he safe?  Is he happy?” Danny murmurs as he looks up at the stars, looking every bit the forlorn ghost he claimed to be.

“…We keep each other safe.  And I’d say once he got past the stabbing faze, he’s pretty happy in Gotham.”

“But I’m sure it’d make him happy to see you again.”  Dick thought back to the comments the vampire-ghost they’d fought earlier.  It didn’t sound exactly, “happy” or “safe” for Danny.  Or anyone else involved.

Danny shook his head.  “Nah.  He’s… moved on.  And with how crazy my after-life is?  I’m already dealing with ghosts, ghost-hunters, and my—err—that frootloop from earlier.  I do not need to add furries and murder-ninjas to the mix.”

Danny sighed as he floated into a standing position.  “Speaking of which, if you could just, maybe not tell him you saw me?  Better to let dead dogs lie.”

Danny’s piercing Lazarus green eyes looked at Dick and he saw the exact same expression B had on whenever he “had to do it alone”.

“Just, take care of him, Kay?  Or I’ll haunt you to the ends of the universe!”  He said, throwing up a peace sign as he turned invisible.

Dick snorted, “Yeah, sure kid.”

Dick got up and started off toward the bat-plane.  He had a brother to interrogate, and another brother/clone of his brother to find.

[knifearo]

this year my challenge for everyone is to unlearn the association between love and morality. love is not something that is inherently morally good, and the absence of love is not something that is inherently bad. sex without love isn't morally bankrupt, it's just an action. people without love aren't less kind or less good, they're just people. when we can get past this false (and often unnoticed) dichotomy of good love/evil lovelessness then i think we are going to be able to take leaps and bounds in sex positivity, aro advocacy, certain discussions of mental health...

[leidensygdom]

I'm working on my new girl :) I want her to be a bit more mechanical, but it's a first concept

[askticcitobyshit]

Jack has no sense of personal space, especially with love interests close friends

[aaron-romave]

My Only Sunshine

It was a quiet night in Gotham, when suddenly the coms crackle to life, with a voice, that seemingly none of the bats recognized. That is all but one. Damians blood ran cold as he heard something that should not be possible. He had never even let himself think about it, because even recalling the mere memory of it would shatter him. 

The other night, dear

As I lay sleeping

I dreamed I held you 

In my arms

Batman's voice was the first to come over the coms “oracle who is this? Where are they?”

“I’m working on it B.” She crackle back in her slightly mechanical disguised voice.

When I awoke, dear

I was mistaken

So I hung my head and I cried

Oracle may not have known where it was coming from, but he did. He knew it as he knew the heart beating in his chest and the air within his lungs. Without thinking he leapt off the building, grappling across the city that his father loved, but he has never thought of as his true home.

You are my sunshine

My only sunshine

You make me happy 

When skies are gray

He was vaguely aware as Batman cried out for him, but that didn’t matter. His blood was rushing too quickly through his ears. Any protest or question simply ignored. He had somewhere he needed to be, and he needed to be there now. 

You'll never know, dear

How much I love you

Please don't take 

My sunshine away

“Oracle location!”

“I’m trying B! But these people are good I can’t work faster than I am!”

Was the last thing that came over the coms before he reached up and muted everyone, everyone but the voice he was focused on. The world had narrowed down to the wind whipping past him, his heartbeat in his ears and the one voice that he had wish to hear again for so long.

I'll always love you and make you happy 

And nothing else could come between

His lungs burned as Wayne industries came in to view. Why? Why of all nights was he on the outskirts of the city?  He needed to move faster, faster, please be fast enough. He begged to himself, to whatever god was out there be fast enough ….and for him to be there for this not to be some sort of cruel trick.

But if you leave me to love another 

I’ll support you as you follow your dreams

It was him. It had to be him. only he knew to sing it that way.  His brother quietly singing and holding him as he silently cried. He was never good enough for grandfather, he will never be good enough to be the heir to be excepted never daring, hopeing to be loved, but it was never like that with his brother. His brother loved him more than anything, and he couldn’t stop anything as grandfather ran his sword through the heart of the one person he truly loved. Through the heart of Damien’s one weakness. 

You are my sunshine

My only sunshine

You make me happy 

When skies are gray

Even at the end, when his brother knew grandfather was coming for him, his too kind brother never forced him. Always giving him a choice and he had failed his brother when he was willing to give up everything for someone as weak and pitiful as him. He wasn’t strong enough to run. He wasn’t strong enough to protect the one person who loved him above all else. 

You'll never know, dear

How much I love you

Please don't take 

My sunshine away

He was so close three minutes out. Almost there the highest spot in the city, the best place to see the stars. 

Northstar, I’m so happy you made it out. I’m sorry I couldn’t be there with you.

My Northstar please stop blaming yourself. This was my choice. It was always my choice and I don’t regret a second of it so neither should you. You are without a second of doubt the best thing to have ever happened to me. 

Damien felt a pit open up in his stomach.  Less than two minutes to Wayne enterprises

You have to let the others in Northstar. Being family to them, loving them it’s not replacing me or dishonoring me. Quite the opposite Northstar it’s keeping me alive; In a different way, but I’m still with you. 

Go on brother adventures with Dick, try things that make you uncomfortable, but know that he will keep you safe. 

Spend time with Babs in the library, read books that let you travel to fantastical worlds that we could never dream of.

Go to Jason for advice. You two are more alike than you even know, lean on each other, use that. 

Try photography with Tim. Take pictures of all those animals that you love.

Less than one minute

Pull pranks with Stephanie. Let yourself be a kid and laugh at stupid and dumb things. 

When things get too much go to Cass for quiet and understanding.

Go to Duke and ask him to take you out shopping at a regular store or to go to the mall to buy a toy for yourself. Enjoy the normal quiet moments.

Go to Bruce for comfort, he is Batman but he is also our dad don’t forget that, let him be a dad.  

The world went blurry. There is no one on the roof. 

Northstar I’m gone. I really am gone. You know how magic is Northstar your big brother had a few tricks up his sleeve, but I’m afraid this used the last of it. In the future in the far, far, far, future when you come join me in the hereafter, I’ll be waiting for you with open arms. I love you, Northstar now let our family love you in my stead. 

As his feet made contact with the roof of Wayne enterprises a small, glowing object made it self known in the center of the roof. It appeared that stars itself littered and sprung from the object, beckoning him forward. 

He was vaguely aware of the rest of the bats and birds joining him on the roof, but that didn’t matter. All that mattered was that his shaking hand was reaching out to grab the old dog stuffed animal as the last glitters of Stardust left the plush.

A drop of water fell down and landed on the left ear of the love worn dog. Reaching up and touching below the domino he realize that he was crying. When did that happen? When was the last time this happened?

As he clutched the dog plush to his chest, a frivolity that would have never been allowed in the league, but still his brother who he loved most in this world snuck it in for him. Hiding it behind a loose stone in the wall. Bringing it out for him to hold as his big brother comforted him and told him stories of a better life that they could have. 

The demons heir, Robin, Damien sobbed, cried for the injustice of the world, for his brother who even waiting for him in the hereafter was still looking out for him. 

His body shook as wave after wave of agony and despair ripped through him. Years of repressed grief tore through his body sharper and with more deadly aim than any blade. The floodgates had been opened. His big brother had given him this one last gift. 

So when Batman, his father, his dad crouched down in front of him concern showing through his usual stoic expression he does not ignore what his brother has given him and leaps forward, clutching onto his dad and weeping for the brother that he lost and the son his dad will never get to know.

( inspired by this)

[jullbnt]

Linktober 2023 – Tears of the Kingdom

Day 7. Sky Islands

Day 8. Constructs

Day 16. Dragons

Day 19. Zonai

Previous (Majora's Mask) | Next (Hylian religion)

Linktober 2023 Masterlist

[mamamissy]

Hear me out.

Angels can sense love.

It’s working.

But how does he know it’s working???

BECAUSE HE WAS AN ANGEL ONCE.

He can still feel love.

They all come from the same stock. Heaven and Hell is a social construct that means absolutely fucking nothing.

They have more in common than what is dividing them and anytime they spend an iota of time in the other’s presence, we wind up with epic love stories. Because it’s about finding that connection and not drawing arbitrary lines.

That’s your season three.

Anyway this has probably already been discussed at length. It’s almost 2AM for me and I just honestly don’t feel like apologizing for my brain today. So here, this is out and now you’ve read this. No going back. Kisses.

[wire-smith]

A circle for summoning pentagons

A few months ago I needed a pentagon so I used ruler-and-compass construction to make one. But then I kept walking past the cardboard where I'd drawn it going "wow, this is a really cool design, it looks like an arcane sigil, I should really make something based on it." Two weeks of obsession later, here we are!

A few in-progress photos. For once, all the design changes were for aesthetic reasons not functional ones! Made for a nice change of pace, really.

Initially I had planned to use thin wire to make little arcs representing the compass marks, but it felt too crowded so I eventually got rid of them entirely.

[transalphabf]

Halloween short #5

When you told your date that you were a virgin, and weren't sure if you wanted to go any further, he seemed very calm and normal about it. He smiled and invited you back to his place anyway.

You hadn't expected him to offer you a nice glass of red wine, and by the time you realised it was drugged, it was too late.

You awoke to find yourself chained to a stone altar, and your date transformed. No longer was the devillishly handsome man the one you saw, but a straight up demon. He grinned, his hand running down your unclothed chest towards your stomach, and then your cunt. He gripped your thighs, and pushed them up to your chest.

"I'm going to enjoy defiling you, sweet virgin boy. You're going to make such nice noises for me as I take you for my own ritual needs, I'll be all the stronger, and if you're lucky, you'll bear my spawn and be stronger too." He promised, before kissing your inner thigh, heat and lust, and need throbbing in your tdick.

You didn't mind so much, now.

[madcat-world]

Narghot’s Ascent - SandroRybak

[italoniponic]

just three big badass brothers

and their younger cute siblings that are just rays of sunshine

I made a similar post to this before, I just wanted to try with a new concept in mind (the big bros with goofy expressions and the lil siblings being all power). Happy siblings day from a only-child :)

[therewillbenoromance]

intro thingy!! :3

yo!! im ethan, he/it, aroace transmasc guy :D

i'm a minor so no creepiness or nsfw or whatever!!

my timezone is EST/EDT, just a heads up b4 you try to interact at like 4am lol

feel free to use any of my art as a pfp, as long as you credit me :3

also here's this thing

my interests areee:

chonny jash, ut/dr, fnaf, will wood, homestuck, rain world, mlp, lemon demon, tsp, dsaf, dialtown, regretevator (taz's fault 💔) and the glass scientists :]>

useless dumb facts abt me:

my fav hs troll is tavros (he's so silly!)

my fav jashling is mind (he's just like me fr...)

i am completely incapable of choosing a singular favorite song by anyone it changes like every week

i'm an intp(t) so. do with that info what you will

i have 2 gimmick blogs: @nosignificantharrassment and @cccc-daily. the first one is pretty much abandoned bc i couldn't keep up with posting daily nsh art cuz. y'know. i have a life /silly. cccc blog is relatively active though :3

basic dni! as long as you aren't a dick feel free to int

friend tags:

#friendship truly is magic <3 - interactions with @irusanw4 :D

#zilly friend :3 - interactions with @c0smicallyk1ssed :]]

tons of cool websites here!!1!

^ me btw :3 if u even care... ^_^

[leidensygdom]

As promised, here's my new toothy robot : ) Idk if I'll keep it but the side-horns being additional mouths is soooo tempting...

[reverieaudios]

"Call the Nightingale" by Vian Izak and Juniper Vale + "[skototropism]" by Crywolf are officially the biggest musical influences on this new demon character. Also "where did the sun go?" by Lor.

sorry dude your life is gonna be a rough one

[vulpinesaint]

my thesis statement will of course always be that the angels + demons in good omens are aspec (and nonbinary) but crowley specifically was so aromantic this season. man who goes "oh, romance? yeah, i know how that works. practically an expert. i've picked up so much from the way that people talk about it and represent it in media. i know all the perfect steps to execute romance. it has nothing to do with personhood and feelings; there's a certain list of requirements, certain steps that you take, certain subjective prerequisites to be fulfilled, and then you'll have romance. easy. simple." when he has no idea how romance actually works because it's never been something that was accessible or valuable to him. the general conventions for love seem so simple from the outside when you pick up an idea of it through cultural osmosis but not any real experience or investment in the idea. maggie and nina come in to tell him that he can't be messing with people's love lives because it's serious and personal but how should he know? when you're outside of it and don't even realize that you're outside of it, romance is just a thing that happens. and it seems so simple...