#deami

[pocketraptordraws]

I’m a little late but Happy New Year!

I wanted to get this finished but like the Christmas picture I decided to go with just a flat colour since I was a bit behind. The holiday season has just been really busy for me but that’s okay.

I stuck with the 1920’s theme since we’re technically in the “20’s” for the decade so you’ll probably see me do more of this sort of thing for the coming years. It’s been a lot of fun keeping theme so far.

Deami (right) and Nahmayne (left) we’re my characters of choice for this year’s piece. They’ve got a similar role during the course of DIVE so that’s why I paired them together.

Anyways I’ve got a lot planned over 2023 so keep your eyes peeled!

Cheers!

[demomcravesdeath]

Lil preview of something I’m working on :) Lawrdy do I simp for her hard

[capquinn]

I always think abt spending time with Quinn during the summer in Michigan. I can’t name specifics but just how fun and peaceful it would be

Summers at the lake house with Quinn are a mix of laughter, lazy mornings, and endless evenings, filled with friends, family, and those little moments that make time feel like it’s standing still.

Mornings always begin slowly, the two of you bundled up in oversized sweatshirts, sitting side by side on the back porch. A gentle mist curls through the trees, drifting lazily over the lake’s surface as sunlight spills in golden streaks across the water, hinting at the warmth to come.

Quinn leans back in his chair, stretching his arms overhead with a satisfied sigh, eyes still a bit sleepy but lit with anticipation.

“So, what do you think, wakeboarding this morning?” he asks, his mouth curling into a playful smile, eyes holding that familiar spark of a challenge.

You raise an eyebrow, smirking. “Only if you promise not to laugh when I inevitably face-plant.”

He grins, nudging your knee with his own, the warmth of his touch grounding. “Can’t make any promises,” he teases, laughing softly.

Out on the lake, it’s a group effort. Quinn’s friends and his brothers are scattered across the boat, offering their own mix of tips and teasing encouragement. Jack leans over the side, grinning as he shouts, “lean back like you’re lounging on the dock!” Luke, trying to be helpful, chimes in with, “And keep your knees bent! Or you’ll end up face-first in the water like last time.”

Quinn, calm as ever, steps in with a steady, “You’ve got this.” His voice cuts through the noise, steady and reassuring.

Finally, when you find your balance and start carving smoothly over the water, a mix of cheers and laughter erupts from the boat.

Quinn’s voice stands out, his pride clear as he yells, “there you go!”

Afternoons at the lake house slide by in a relaxed blur, everyone naturally gravitating toward the basement pool table as the sun hangs high outside. The space hums with friendly rivalry, laughter bouncing off the walls as you all escape the heat.

Jack leans back against the wall, arms crossed, eyeing his brother with a smirk. “Alright, Q, show ’em how it’s done!” he taunts, tossing a cue stick Quinn’s way.

Quinn catches it effortlessly, his eyes narrowing in mock seriousness as he steps up to the table. There’s an amused spark in his gaze as he lines up his shot, his focus steady despite the playful jeers around him. He makes the shot effortlessly, the ball sinking with a satisfying clink, and Luke throws his hands up in exaggerated frustration while everyone groans or laughs, depending on whose side they’re on.

You give him a teasing look, nudging his shoulder. “Lucky shot, don’t let it get to your head,” you say, arching a brow like you’re unimpressed, though the smile tugging at your lips gives you away.

Quinn chuckles, shifting his grip on the cue stick before leaning over, close enough that you can feel the warmth radiating off him. His arm slips around your waist as he plants a quick, affectionate kiss on your forehead.

“Oh, lucky?” he murmurs, his voice low enough that only you can hear. “I’ll show you lucky.” His fingers graze your waist just enough to make you shiver, and there’s a playful gleam in his eye as he pulls back, leaving you grinning, heart fluttering.

Jack lets out an exaggerated groan, rolling his eyes as he catches the exchange. “Alright, lovebirds, some of us are trying to focus here!”

Summer sunsets are the quiet part of the day, where the world seems to slow down and breathe with you. The sun dips low, casting a hazy, golden glow over the lake as you and Quinn sink into oversized deck chairs by the dock. The wood beneath you is warm from the day, though a cool breeze drifts off the water, making it just right. He’s pulled your legs up onto his lap, fingers tracing lazy circles along your shin. His cheeks and nose are tinged pink, his hair soft and tousled from air drying after a dip in the water.

He leans back, eyes half-closed, a grin tugging at his lips. “Alright, favorite part of today?” he asks, a content look in his eyes. “Go.”

You pretend to think, humming thoughtfully. “Oh, I’d have to say watching you get wiped out by that wave after showing off,” you tease, giving him an exaggeratedly serious nod. “Poetic, really.”

He raises his eyebrows, clearly amused. “Right, because you’ve been doing this for, what, a solid thirty minutes?” he teases back, smirking.

“Oh, please,” you shoot back, raising a brow. “I’m still at least twice as graceful as you, Hughes.”

“Yeah? Wanna bet on it?” His fingers give your leg a playful squeeze, his face lighting up with a challenge. “Next time, you’re wakeboarding first.”

“Fine,” you say with a grin, shrugging. “I’ll look forward to showing you how it’s done.”

He chuckles, shaking his head, then glances down at your legs stretched across his lap. “Actually,” he says, leaning back with a smirk, “this might be my favorite part — feet up, view’s decent…” He gestures lazily between you and the lake.

You laugh, nudging his shoulder. “Pretty sure the view’s doing all the work here.”

He shrugs, his grin widening as his fingers keep tracing soft patterns along your skin. “I like it right where I am.”

Evenings are filled with the crackling warmth of a bonfire by the lake. Everyone gathers around, lounging in camp chairs or sprawled on blankets, faces flickering in the orange glow as Luke brings up the “great raccoon incident” from earlier that morning. Jack is laughing so hard he nearly tips his chair, and Quinn reaches over to steady him, shaking his head with a smirk.

“All I’m saying,” Jack wheezes, “is that we really thought it was Quinn sneaking around the trash bins! I wasn’t trying to scare a raccoon — I thought we were about to jump out and scare him.”

“Right, because I’m usually rummaging in the trash at seven a.m. on a Saturday?” Quinn deadpans.

“No, listen,” you chime in, wiping away tears of laughter. “We saw a shadow moving, and we thought it was you, so Jack and I were creeping up, all ready to yell and everything.”

Jack gasps for breath, his laughter spilling out again. “I turned the corner, ready to jump out, and then it’s just this… giant raccoon looking at me like, ‘Who’s this idiot?’”

He loses it again, and everyone around the fire cracks up, the image of Jack gearing up to scare a raccoon sinking in.

“And then you screamed louder than it did!” you manage to get out, setting everyone off all over again, laughter echoing into the warm night air.

Later, the lake is quiet, the kind of warm, easy silence that settles in only when everyone else has drifted inside for the night. You’re out on the dock with Quinn, the faint glow of the fairy lights strung overhead casting soft shadows across the water. It’s still, peaceful, and the air carries that gentle warmth that only late summer brings.

Perched on his lap, you’re curled up with your legs draped over his, one hand weaving through his hair while the other lingers along his jaw, feeling the faint roughness of stubble beneath your fingers. His arm wraps around your waist, fingers spread over your back, holding you close, while his other hand rests on your thigh, thumb brushing idle circles against your skin. The dock shifts slightly with the gentle movement of waves rocking into shore, and the lake reflects back a mirror of stars.

His mouth finds yours, soft and warm, and you savor the faint press, how he tilts his head just so to deepen the moment. You can feel the faint hitch of his breath as your hand traces over the side of his face, fingertips gliding along his cheek before curling at the back of his neck.

Every time he pulls back, it’s just barely — just enough for a breath, a half-smile before he leans back in, brushing his lips over yours in a series of slow, unhurried kisses.

His forehead rests against yours, his breath warm as he murmurs, “This what you had in mind tonight?” His tone is low, teasing, his lips barely brushing yours as he speaks.

You laugh softly, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth, trailing to his cheek, then his jaw, leaving wet marks across his sun-kissed skin. “Maybe,” you reply, your voice playful, “Is that a problem?”

“Not even a little,” he whispers, his thumb brushing the curve of your bottom lip.

His fingers press lightly into your back, grounding you in place as he tilts his head to deepen the kiss, the world narrowing to just the feeling of his mouth on yours and the gentle sway of the dock beneath you. The night stretches on around you, quiet and unhurried, as you lose yourselves in the soft rhythm of it all, the lake and stars bearing quiet witness.

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requests are open - let’s daydream!

[federthenotsogreat]

It's weird seeing people treat Luigi as this soft uwu boy who needs to be protected at all costs? I get where it comes from and I do not mind the interpretation at all, genuinely!!

It just confuses me a bit cause that man carries around a sledge hammer which he uses to bash in people's skulls if he sees them as a threat, I don't think we need to protect him 😭😭😭

[rosalie-starfall]

She loves this window, and who can blame her it's a dream!

[misfit-fox-stuff]

Uhhhh my ex art kid brain did a thing

@canines-crown said something in chat a few days ago and uh this happened

@roe-deer-link

AHHHG I CANT DRAW

Muah

[canines-crown]

🥦 🎲 📚

Thank you for the question aaaa❤️❤️❤️

My favorite vegetable is broccoli!! It's so tasty grgrhfhfbfnnf

🎲Favorite game

I assume where talking about videogames here? I'm a big fan of the Mario RPGs actually! With that I mean that it's like the juice that keeps my heart going as it's my special interest rip. Do me a favor and don't play them tho/gen

I also adore Pokemon, and other RPGs as a whole

📚Favorite book

If I were to mention my second strongest special interest I'd get decapitated sadly. The internet, especially on Tumblr, doesn't treat us too kindly?

So I'll go with "The strange case of dr jekyll and mr hyde". Amazing book go read it it's only like 80 pages but those 80 pages are absolutely thrilling also I'm pretty sure everyone in that book is gay

[halliescomut]

VP novel cover reveals

I'm not gonna show them here, bc I think Daemi is awful, but a bunch of ppl on Twitter are apparently pissed and just....have you been paying any attention that last year and a half? Daemi has consistently been showing themselves to be terrible. People in the KP fandom have CONSISTENTLY warned against ordering anything from Daemi, both bc they're awful, but also because if you want to actively support the actors and the show it's best to get official BOC stuff, not anything Daemi puts out.

And like....I have no desire to have a physical copy of the VP novel in my house. I do subscribe to a Patreon doing a translation currently, so I will get the gist of the story at some point (it's just not top of the list right now). But like...how can you be surprised at these people pulling a bait and switch on you? You (I'm assuming) are fans of the show, the actors performances, yes? We've known spoilers about the absolute dumpster fire that is the VP novel for...2-ish months now. That story was not going to be good, quality-wise or storyline wise. We know that. So why would you ever put your money on it or on Daemi? Like...you done did this to yourself and I don't feel bad for you.

(Sidenote: I am making the assumption that everyone putting their money on this are legal adults and therefore are solely responsible for where they choose to spend their money. The show and books are clearly intended for adults. If you're a teen who wasted money on this...you shouldn't have been reading/watching it anyway.)

[thephoenixcave]

FF6 Art Masterpost (updated Sept 2024)

I'm Julia. I've been in the fandom a LONG time. Here's a selection of stuff I've done and made over the years, for your browsing pleasure.

Search the tag #the phoenix cave or #thephoenixcave to see art, comics, and merch all jumbled together.

Animations & Voice-over Mini Comics

Lizzo "Boys" FF6 30th Anniversary Tribute, completed (2024)

Locke asks how you spell "Fenix" (2024)

Locke is Struttin' (2024)

Lizzo "Boys" WIP 8/23/24 // 8/18/24 // 7/28/24

Sabin Loves Banana Bread (2024)

Terra the Beautiful Gorgeous Angel (2024)

Setzer doing a hip thust dance WIP 7/24/24

Animation Practice: Terra turns her head (2024)

Happy Birthday Edgar and Sabin- Aug 16 (2023)

Terra's Daily Affirmation (2024)

Setzer's Daily Affirmation (2024)

Mini Comics

Edgar x Terra Mini Comics (Edotina)

"I Don't Like that Belt" (2024)

Sketch- little kisses (2024)

Edgar Wants Attention (2024)

Edgar Steals a Book- sequel to "attention" (2024)

Blue Ribbon - NSFW (2023)

A Coin Story Part 1 (2022)

A Coin Story Part 2 (2022)

Learning to Dance Long Version (2021)

Learning to Dance Short Version (2021)

The Road to Narshe Part 1 (2021)

The Road to Narshe Part 2 (2021)

Cheer Up Kisses (2021)

Movie Night (2021)

Walking Together (2021)

Ice Cream Part 1 (2022)

Ice Cream Part 2 (20--)

Ice Cream Part 3 (20--)

Ice Cream Part 2 old version (2020)

Teamwork (Fighting the Dragon) Part 1 (2021)

Teamwork (Fighting the Dragon) Part 2 (2021)

Sleepytime in Purple (2021)

Terra Gets Drunk at Christmas (2020)

Not Edotina Mini Comics

Gerad Part 1 (2023)

Gerad Part 2 (2023)

Sabin Needs a Towel Part 1 (2023)

Sabin Needs a Towel Part 2 (2023)

Opera- Locke and Celes Swap Places Part 1 (2022)

Opera- Locke and Celes Swap Places Part 2 (2022)

Opera- Locke and Celes Swap Places Part 3 (2022)

Opera- "Oh Noo You've GOT Meee" (2022)

Relm's I'm With Stupid Shirt Part 1 (2022)

Relm's I'm With Stupid Shirt Part 2 (2022)

Character shirts - Casual Day at Kefka's Tower (2022)

Sexy Jail (2022)

Relm and Sabin Kitchen Duty (2022)

Casual Day at Kefka's Tower (2022)

Scott Pilgrim Tribute (2022)

Opera- Ultros's Note (2015?)

Opera- Celes Keeps her Boots (2015?)

Opera- Celes Joins the Battle (2018?)

Opera- Setzer Pink (2018?)

Locke Rescues Celes from South Figaro (20??)

Art (an incomplete list)

Early Morning In the Figaro Marketplace (2024)

At the End of a Rough Day (2024)

Just You, Me, and the Fireflies (2024)

The 30th Anniversary Tribute (2024)

The Swing Feat. Celes (2023)

Terra Coming Out of Her Well to Shame Humanity (2023)

Esper Terra is Deamy Soft Pastel (2023)

Animated Gifs 1

Animated $12,000 magitek cake

Animated Kefka I Could Kill Someone (2021)

Locke's Selfies

T-shirts - Terra Locke Sabin and Sleepy Edgar (2022)

T- shirts - Edgar's 6:10:50 shirt and Celes (2022)

T- Shirts - Terra's Mom Shirt (2022)

T- Shirts - Setzer's Ante Up Shirt (2022)

FF6 Band - Celes the Diva (2022)

FF6 Band - 80s Glam Rock (2022)

FF6 Band - Terra on lead vocals (2022)

Terra Baking (2019?)

It's 6:10:50 Somewhere Shirt

Edgar Has a Phone

At Home With You (Red Figaro) (2020)

Sabin at the Farmer's Market

Sprite Redraws Locke

Locke Moons Celes

Esper Terra shakes her ass on White Snake's car

Esper Terra can't stop laughing

Terra Animation Test 1

My favorite Edotina

FF6 27th Anniversary Pic

Good morning Locke (2016?)

Get the Newsletter (2021)

Edgar's brain is rebooting (2022)

Stuff you can buy

Available at www.thephoenixcave.com

Activity Sheet - Setzer's Item Hunt

Holographic Stickers

Celes Paper Stickers

Terra Paper Stickers

Resin Magicite Earrings

Terra notebook

Chocobo Enamel Pin

Linked Character Charms

All Cast Pencil Pouch

[melanie-14n]

Hehe new hello neighbor AU idea called

Hello neighbor greek mithology AU. My idea for characters was:

Nick-Mortal

Aaron-Deami god

Theodore-god

And so to made Aaron and Nick lovers hehe

That's all byeeeeee (rate it please)

[pocketraptordraws]

Day 13 is Deami. I think the 80s punk look really suits her tbh.

Also happy Friday the 13th! The scariest day of the year!

[sunny1927]

Hiii! Maybe you could draw Poe De Spell from the reboot as one of the characters if you'd like?

Just thought I'd suggest him cause that man is slaying SO HARD oh my god

@deamy-loves-ducks

Hi!,

Unfortunately I am not taking any requests right now so sorry. Maybe someday I'll do art requests or commissions (though that's very unlikely).

[permanencia-voluntaria-blog]

The pride in his eyes

1 x 03

The son of an Earl

The officer was a midwingman just recovering from a terrible wound in his abdomen. He had just been promoted to the rank when a boarding party almost captured the capitan of the longwing he was serving. The doctors allowed him to travel home for 2 weeks after he was able to walk without pain and the physician advisedhad light work to get his muscles working and growing. "Not to climb the bloody cliff and get hurt all over again" as the doctors phrase it.

Someone might found curious that Jeremy Rankin knew all of this or condemn how he could insert himself in someone else's business, but he did not have friends to question his interest or care.

Officer Little had really fair skin under the bandages and his untied hair gave him a halo of contrast in his pillow. He did not had a single freckle he coud see from the chair next to the bed, not even in the sunkissed beaky nose, but had a mole in his right tumb. His clothes were of good quality but not as nice as his and had a horrible habit of nail bitting. Rankin was almost sure he was smart and proper but who could tell the character of a laying body.

Rankin was gratefully unsettle by the incident. He was no longer the undesirable in his class, two of his classmates even acknowledge him during lunch and it was almost time for him to finish his "education" and although he had not been asked by any particular captain he was not worried, after all he will be send to a prime dragon in preparation for his future assignation.

It had been almost a week since the accident and 3 days since he had seen officer Little after he disappeared from the infirmary and back to his cuarters. He had not coincide with him in the mess hall, meals or during training. He wondered if he knew it was him who found him. Was he ashamed? Was he grateful? Would he be invited to be part of the crew of the longwing? Just as this thoughs were circling his mind officer Little finally appeared in front of him next to one of the vulgar female captain his father warned him. He straighten his back and corrected his posture and face, however he had just finished his turn with the ground crew so the first impression he could give was a sweaty and dirty one.

"Mister Rankin" he began with a soft but firm voice "I apologize for the lack of proper introduction, I am Agustine Little and this is Capitan Little of Caleum. I have been informed that you not only saved me, but that you suffer great injuries from my fall. I want to express my gratitude for my life and apologize for the troubles I caused. Please let me know anything I can do to begin to repay my debt." after this pretty speach he looked to who Rankin could only fathom his sister as if consulting her on the the property of his speech, hilarious.

"Good day, officer Little, Miss Little" he began " My name is Jeremy Rankin, I am the son of the Earl of Kensington and future capitan of Celeritas. I am happy to be your aqueintance" After all the other boy could not help his relations. "I consider no debt is due as I was only doing my duty and what anyone would do under similar circumstances." and it was true, he would not have considered any other course of action.

The two siblings interchange a look in the rudest fashion and the female captain adress him. "I thank you in a personal manner regardless, my brother is my only living family. Caleum and I have been severly distressed knowing he was severely injured once again." she made a small bow, small talk and left them alone in the middle. The wench had no manners.

"You can call me Agustine" He said to Rankin "I am currently unassigned and you? Who are you serving with?"

"I am not, but I expect the assignation will come any day now"

The deamy expression of Agustine was taken a back and dropping all pretence of formality said "how old are you? Yo should be a runner by now, do you want me to ask my sister? She would be happy to, her enison was killed in Gibraltar and has an opening"

Ranking briefly contemplate the appalling idea of serving under a woman but decided to consider it regardless as the opportunity of serving in a Longwing was no small thing in his future career and it was set.

They spend the walk to his cuarters talking and he could not help to notice how delicate and soft he seem in comparison to his sister. After they separated with the agreement to meet him in an hour for dinner he let himself be satisfied with his path.

He was appointed to Caleum the next morning and went to the longwing clearing to report just to find it empty and after an hour of waiting in anger he went to his instructors to see what had happened. He saw Agustine talking with a well fleshed capitan and continue his way until he found officer Berkeley instructing new cadets in aereal tactics. He patiently waited for him to notice him, but after what he felt an eternity he cleared him throat gaining a scowl as he apparently miss him, he wondered not for the first time if he was longsighted.

"Yes mister Rankin, does Capitan Little require my assistance?"

"She is not in her clearing" he said, going for the direcness of the older man.

To this he scowled even depper and after a few more comments he sent one of the cadets to check with the ground crew. The officer ignored him and continued his boring lesson and when he was almost finishing the cadet returned with another runner and said without missing a beat "Where have you been? The capitan send me twice to look for you"

Rankin was appalled by everyones manners and general appearance and tried his best to show by example the correct behavior, but this was too much.

"I have been in the clearing! I went first thing in the morning! What do you mean by this?"

The boy was in the process of answering when officer Berkeley interrupted them "You two settle and shout your heart outs where I cannot hear you, off you go"

They went in relative silence only making small jabs until he turned into a different clearing that expected and he stood in his place a couple of seconds until Martin said "What are you waiting for? The dragon will not come tl you if that is what you are expecting"

"I was told the longwing clearing is over there" pointing in his confusion.

"Yes, so?" suddenly Martin's face iluminante with comprehension "You did not know Caelum is a Xenica?" he said, to Rankin dismay.

[federthenotsogreat]

Do not once think I enjoy this power I have been given, for knowledge is designed to torture the living 🌟

[ruckis--rookie]

R U C K I S

Hi! :0

I went to a summer camp to take care of some children, and doodled your sona in my spare time :>

It's a bit wonky but I thought you might want to see it anyways shdzdjjd

The kids asked some questions about her, so I explained that she's a character created by a friend, and that I had some of my own characters as well. They then dared me to draw Deamy and said that she looked cuter, sorry but the 10 year olds have spoken 😔🙏

Awh Feder this is a nice thing to wake up to! I think she looks wonderful ^^ 💖

HFJSJT m a n, in fairness they also probably haven't seen a full body, her in color, and or how I draw her 😉

By the way welcome back Feder! I hope you had a fun time :D

[shewhowas39]

deamy sigh

fellas it IS possible for a goth girl to fall in love with a cowgirl, yeehaw