#danwil

[praxieserver]

this old doodle i had of daniel working at a kfc KJALKJFSM

[psychopomperanian]

@praxieserver's Wilson Pearce generally does not like being touched, but daniel keeps insisting on sitting entirely too close

i was so indecisive about their expressions that i made an animatic that combined all the options under consideration:

[praxieuser]

Jesse we need to get together soon as I get home from work

[riordanverserpdatabase]

Head Counselor: Damien Harvennson @iceweavercatlover

Tommie/Ari @its-the-daughter-of-death

Megan Danwill @thedaughter-of-death

Keres and Ajal Scarlett, Twins @ur-local-twins-of-death

Eden @a-daughterofdeath

[thecatgirl-luvmyrocky]

Day 24 Teslake! (I had to change it because there was no Danwill)

(Edit by NariGacha22 aka me)

[death-is-inevitable-dont-you-see]

"Who are you?"

"An Angel..."

Name: Megan Patrokl Danwill

Parent: Thanatos(father)

Gender: Female, she/her

Age: 17

Sexuality: Demiromantic, Demisexual and Bisexual

Relationship: Single

"What's your name?"

Weapon: a flute that can put weaker monsters, and mortals to sleep, it turns into a spear for the stronger ones.

Powers: shadow travel, flight(her wings are made up by souls), Umbrakinesis, travel freely within the Underworld, can release the souls of the undead, captured spirits, the unwillingly living, or those at death's door, many many more...

Fatal Flaw: Loyalty

Death Count: "The times I've been with my father or-?" None

Kill Count: "I've lost count."

"Satan"

This is Megan:

Borders by @/cafekitsune

No NSFW. DNI if you're zionist, transphobic, homophobic, racist, sexist, a nazi, xenophobic, or otherwise

[hobiinight]

Love the ending 😍😍

[kawaiinoona]

I just can't get over this scene 😭 William says it's like Dantalion is saying his farewell 😭😭 to think he'd cry like this 💔

[gvenevera]

Was clearing my old photos when I came upon these old screencaps from Makai Ouji stageplay...what the hell was that XDDD

[praxieserver]

Contrast

[mestos]

ship meme draws from twitter

[my-otp-list]

Introducing the latest competitor in the shipping business.

[riordanverserpdatabase]

hello hello database!! could you add damien rosarie (@dontforgivejust-forget), son of lethe? tysm!!

Thank you user dontforgivejust-forget for your contribution to the database!!! Let's connect you to some other children of the underworld!!

Children of Hades

Alex Diaz @the-shadows-and-the-ocean

Alexie @alexie-the-hades-kid

Crescent @cresent-solace

Maverick @cerberusfavorite

Percy @just-percy

Selena Achlys Ashford @yes-im-a-daughter-of-hades

Silvia Storm-Soveida @half-bloodhades-spawn

Toni sinclair @hades-weirdest-kid

Danae (Honorary cabin member) @i-am-persephones-daughter

Children of Thanatos

Megan Danwill @thedaughter-of-death

Keres and Ajal Scarlett, Twin children of Thanatos @ur-local-twins-of-death

Eden, Daughter of Thanatos @a-daughterofdeath

Children of Nyx

Cassie @ecliipxe

Katelyn @the-sarcastic-daughter-of-night

Lorelei @thenightlovesme

Phoenix @phoenix-isnt-dead

Ryder Amos Carter @cynthwave-superfan

[glitterberry]

do u ship dantalion x william? why? do u think that dantalion affection towards william is solely bcs he has solomon's as his soul or is it bcs of yknow...WILLIAM AS HIS OWN PERSON?

I do ship it. At first I didn’t…well…mostly just thought it was cute. At first Dantalion’s affection was because he is the reincarnation of Solomon.

But….Dantalion actually starts to care for William.

Also…pretty much is a dork when it comes to him.

So yeah, there is development between Dantalion & William, and I can’t post all of it.

AND THE MANGA IS JUST BRINGING PAIN.

[ Just to be by your side. I want you to eat meals with me. I want to talk to you. ]

[ Then come back ]

YOU SERIOUS BRO. THIS IS JUST FUCKING HEART BREAKING.

/// SCREAMS INTO THE VOID.

[reflectionbound]

variety pack. || @orbitcd​​​

“YOU SAID TO BE HONEST STOP HITTING ME!” - danwill

     “ THEN STOP SAYING SUCH IDIOTIC THINGS! ” He’s going to furiously prod Dan now.

[basicallyuriel]

A New Horizon: Ch. Three

read one and two. 

The messenger had long been dead. Dantalion crouched over the man’s corpse, perplexed and yet annoyed with the messenger’s failure to fight off his attacker. At first thought, he assumed it was at the hands of a common robber. But now upon close inspection, Dantalion realized the knife, which was still stuck in this nameless man’s gut, was one of a certain quality much too valuable for a petty thief to own—even if it had been stolen. Dantalion wrapped his hand around the handle, yanking it out from within the victim. He wiped the mess from the sharp blade onto the grass around himself. And as the sunlight reflected from it, the intricate design on the blade itself became apparent. A spider coming down from its web. Baalberith.

Dantalion remounted his horse and set off as fast as the mare could go. He still had a lot of miles to go and, he feared, not enough time to reach William before they could. He hoped the man, his future king, would not be fool enough to trust anyone with a quick smile and a silver tongue. Otherwise, his time would be wasted.

By the time the sun had set in the sky, the faint outline of the village was finally within his line of sight. His mare snorted with impatience, tired from the day’s journey. He slid off the saddle and guided her by the reigns, promising to make it up to her when they returned to the palace with fine oats, carrots, and clusters of sugar. The promise seemed to placate her as she followed where her master led her.

Now he just had to find where this William Twining lived. --- The first straggler Dantalion came across was too drunk to comprehend his question. In great irritation, Dantalion pushed past him in search of someone with a better grasp on reality. Few were out this time of night besides common drunkards and village dogs. He saw no signs of outside intrusions besides his own presence. The beginnings of relief tugged at his wearied mind. Perhaps he had beat all others here after all, but he was not yet convinced. Baalberith had a peculiar way of finding out secrets long before most others could. He was always a snake in the grass—or more precisely that spider lurking in the darkest corners of the room—always scurrying away before he could be dealt with.

He found an elderly woman tossing out waste just outside her shack of a home. Catching her curious gaze, Dantalion approached her with a polite—although obviously very forced smile. “I’m in search of someone named William Twining. Do you know where I can find this man?”

The woman lowered her gaze to the sodden ground before her and snorted. “What is he to you?” she asked, defensive. Quickly assuming the worst of him. “He’s a good boy. Knows his letters he does. Ain’t a bone of trouble in him.”

She would have rambled on about the Twining’s graces had not Dantalion interrupted. It was, at least, clear to him that she knew William Twining. His long journey to find the new king was nearly complete.

His irritation slowly dispelling, he implored the woman to help him with a gentle voice. “I’m a friend of his. I just need to know his whereabouts. Please, it’s very important that I see him as soon as possible.”

Pursing her lips, the woman finally relented. “All right, all right, I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that little Will has fancy looking friends.” She squinted at him and then at his mare waiting behind him. “The sweet child lives near the center, the house with green shutters.”

Dantalion bowed, thanking her for her assistance. He pulled his mare’s reins and continued his journey through the village. The stars above the sleepy settlement were scattered like jewels on a rich man’s table and the moon was now bright and clear. When he finally spotted the small house with green shutters, he quickened his pace. If everything went according to plan, he and his new king would be leaving first thing in the morning. There was no time to waste.

Standing now at the door of the house, Dantalion listened for any hint of occupancy. He could hear a voice and then another, but once he knocked on the door to make his presence known all inside had gone as silent as death. Behind him, his mare bobbed her head as if urging her master to just go ahead and break in. The two of them understood each other.

He was about to knock again when the latch on the other side was unlocked. The door groaned, and a pair of eyes peeked out through the crack.

“Hello?” The voice sounded skeptical, perhaps even nervous. “What do you want at this hour?”

“My name is Dantalion and I’m here for William Twining,” Dantalion responded, growing impatient of explaining himself. “I am to bring this man to the palace at once.”

The person on the other side of the door closed it shut once more, furiously whispering to their companion. Soon enough, however, Dantalion was greeted by the two persons inside. A hesitant looking blond—much younger than expected and a bright-eyed, grinning companion of his.

“How do I know you really are this Sir Dantalion?” countered the one who looked so much like Solomon that it pained Dantalion to even glance at him. “You could be an imposter. Prove yourself or I’ll hand you over to the authorities for impersonation.”

How could this be?

Dantalion cleared his throat and slipped his fingers into his pocket. “My proof is this.” He held out Solomon’s ring—a creation that was truly one of a kind—rumored by many to hold a power unlike any magician had ever welded before. Even a simple villager could tell you about its wonders in elaborate detail—but only he and Solomon had known the truth of it all.

William’s companion was the first to react. “Wooow! You really are going to be king, William!” He reached out to touch the ring, but William caught his wrist.

“Come inside,” William said to Dantalion, though looking at Isaac. “You can tie your horse there and then we will talk about this...nonsense.”

to be continued.