#eldritch!dust

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Those who made a deal with a Eldritch entity; gaining twisted forms... and possibly new abilities

A Bug, Skin walker, lastly an Angel.

I'll be drawing Nightmare and Cross in this AU next.

[rocketbirdie]

deranged picnic

[purple-goo-writes]

Okay..here me out-

The JL finding out about Phantom due to him being trapped in his eldritch primal form (four arms, lots of wings, eyes, spacey and basically biblically accurate angel).

But it's not because of a fight or anything.

It's because happy fluffy feathered eldritch decided to take a dust bath on the Fucking Moon. Just confused JL watching this eldritch creatures wiggling and flapping up moondust cause his wings are itchy and HE IS SO HAPPY TO BE IN SPACE.

[mothinflamesdoodles]

from a different life

Fanart for the fanfic The Golden Quiche and The Lone Defender by @sophtopus

the “classic” Sans from in The Golden Quiche is already very much unhinged. He already went apeshit across several reloads/resets and this was from before getting the data dowload from LD Dust. Man makes LD Dust cute in comparison XD.

[hotdogstandz]

Nightmare’s gonna getcha babe…..

Also……………………...I’m in love when we are smoking that La La La Laaaaa x//3

[fanby-fckry]

Hazbin Hotel + Reductress Headlines 1/?

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[sukijan-leti]

Confession (1/3)

more under cut

CW for unsettling images!

based of The Summer Hikaru Died

[wr-n]

Eldritch shenanigans

[entity-of-the-rift]

Be not afraid! Amity's Protector

Original prompt:

[delightfulsweettragedy]

GUYS!!! HEAR ME THE FUCK OUT!!!!!!

THEM!!!! IT'S THEM!!!!!

"what do you mean?" LOOK AGAIN!!!!!

Notice something peculiar???

No? Let me make it clearer:

Isn't it interesting that Seviathan is the only one with red eyes?

And, if the eye color theory is right, it means he owns a soul, right?

And you know what's even more interesting?

How their green pallet matches...

THIS!

SAME BRIGHT GREEN

SO WE GOT:

Matching colors

A powerful family close to the Morningstar

An ex boyfriend who probably has resentment against Charlie, ESPECIALLY bc if they got married, he would become King of hell someday, and now it's not happening

A very feared Overlord who conveniently appeared at Charlie's door right after 7 years gone and now it's trying to conquer her trust

IT'S HIM GUYS, HE OWNS ALASTOR'S SOUL!!!!!

(of course it's just a theory but i think IT MAKES TOTALLY SENCE! I see a lot of theories saying that it's Lilith, Zestial or even Nifty who owns Alastor's soul, but i don't really see Seviathan being mentioned and i believe he's the one who better fit in the role of Alastor's soul owner)

EDIT: ADDING MORE THINGS TO THE THEORY

So, i just realized something

What if Seviathan is using Alastor to assume hell's throne??

Think with me:

He had the chance of becoming king of hell by marriage, which didn't happen

SO

What if he's using Alastor, a powerful, charismatic demon, who also happens to know very much how to deal with public to lure Charlie into giving the power to him?

Also, Alastor has his mouth sewed, which can mean he can't talk about Seviathan or the plan

Alastor did make a contract with Charlie, but weirdly, he gladly accepted the condition of not harming anyone

Power/royal title switch wouldn't cause any physical damage to anyone SO WHAT IF THIS IS THE PLAN ALL ALONG

And i do believe that Alastor is trying to figure out a way to break his own contract while following Seviathan's orders?

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Give 'em the Ol' Razzle-: Hazbin Hotel

-KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!-

Charlie: *gasp* Is that another possible guest?! (Zips to the door and nearly throws it off its hinges)

-Comically large bouquet of roses poofs into Charlie's face-

Charlie: (fights through the thorny petal onslaught) What the Hell???

Seviathan: (smiling in a way that he's been told is charming) Charlotte! It's so good to see you-

Charlie: Nope! (slams the door and walks away, trailing rose petals behind her)

Vaggie: (blinks is confusion) Uh, hun? What was that all about?

Charlie: Nothing to worry about. (Dusts rose petals off her coat in the most monotone way possible) Just my ex-boyfriend at the front door. (Cups her mouth and sings) 🎶Oh, Razzle! Come here, baby boy!🎶

Vaggie: (bristles, pulls out her spear, and pulls her lip back in a snarl) Do I need to take care of him?

Razzle: (flies out of the kitchen with his hooves covered in donuts like doughy rings) Baaaap?

Charlie: No need, Vaggie. Razzle's got this.

Vaggie & Razzle: He does??? / Baaaaap???

-Door slams open against the wall-

Seviathan: Okay, I guess I deserve that. (Dusts off his jacket) Charlotte, can we at least talk this through? I'm willing to take you back, baby girl.

Razzle: (goes wild-eyed as his teeth turn into razors and froth drips from his sugar-coated mouth)

Vaggie: (similar to Razzle, but her wings puff put and make her look 10 times larger)

Charlie: (plastered smile on her otherwise straight face as she pets Razzle's head and snakes an arm around Vaggie's waist) Seviathan, I broke up with you.

Seviathan: And I'm willing to take you back. What part of that is so hard to understand?

Charlie: (blinks and her eyes turn red) Razzle?

Razzle: (practically breathing fire as he gets rabid foam on the floor) BaaAAaaAp?

Charlie: (clicks her tongue three times)

Razzle: (unhinges his jaw, so it's at a perfect 90-degree angle of razor-sharp teeth that start spinning in a clockwise circle like a chainsaw) BAAAAAAAAAAAAROOOOOAARP!!!!

Seviathan: Oh, FUCK!!!! YOU STILL HAVE THOSE DAMN GOATS?!?! (Sprints out of the hotel)

Razzle: (gives chase while bleating sadistically)

Charlie: (leisurely saunters to the open door as her horns elongage and her tail whips back and forth and calls out) Tell Helsa I still think she's a loser bitch with poor taste!

Vaggie: (blushing and in awe) Angel, what do you call it when you're horrified and turned on at the same time?

Angel: (ducked behind the bar with Husk) Horoused?

Vaggie: I am so horoused right now.

[cushfuddled]

I don't know if I want to make a video about this because it's SO subjective obv but also like. I've NEVER felt compelled to write a "homophobic au" where I take a tolerant fantasy world and make it bigoted. As a kid I used to complain ALL THE GODDAMN TIME about how fantasy writers could imagine a world with talking dragons and magic powers but always drew the line at equal rights for gay people. And here I am PUTTING THE HOMOPHOBIA BACK into a fantasy world WITHOUT homophobia. And I was like.

do I feel so compelled to do this???

I knew I didn't NEED an excuse to insert homophobia into Arcane. Write whatever you want etc etc. But I was so curious, since my preference up 'til now has always been for casually queer fantasy worlds. And uh yeah honestly I think this pivot stems from like, a disconnect between my understanding of systemic bigotry as a queer autistic woman and the way Arcane appears to pick and choose its world's politics from a salad bar.

In the real world, social issues are all tangled up in each other. Racism and classism and queerphobia and xenophobia and ableism and misogyny and misandry and ageism...all these 'isms bud off each other in a kind of swirling feedback loop, necessitating an intersectional approach to activism.

At the end of Arcane, no one broke the cycle of violence. The council chamber table is shaped like a gear, symbolizing its members' status as a "gear train" for all change within Piltover and Zaun. Jinx's bomb destroys that gear with the rest of the council room, only for an off-screen contractor to glue the pieces together between scenes. Piltover adds more "progressive" representatives to its gear train, but the underlying oligarchical mechanism remains. If the cycle of violence ever breaks, it will be because these new "teeth" convince the council to trade their power for democracy. If the elite don't give a real voice to the marginalized (I'm not sure one or two non-elected representatives makes the cut), the marginalized will take to more radical measures to be heard, and the conflict will start anew.

Arcane's hostile oligarchical world sculpted Viktor into the perfect time bomb. Its proud disgust for immigrants; addicts; the poor; the disabled, taught Viktor great shame and hate for who he was and where he came from. These lessons are at least cousins to Social Darwinism, fascism, and the politics of eugenics. Viktor aimed to "evolve" himself and his people into a "perfect" final form. He equated "progress" with the eradication of disability and sickness...then emotion.

Here Viktor branches off from the emotionalism central to fascist ideology, declaring passion ("Our emotions...rage, compassion, hate...") the "cause of [humanity's] greatest evil." Viktor describes emotions as Freudian "baser instincts," dirty and corrosive in their "self-corrupting" force.

To deserve love and admiration, Viktor believes he must become perfect. And for all he waxes poetic re: science and reason and the people of Zaun, Viktor still bases his definition of "perfection" on the ideals of his oppressors. It says a lot to me, that Viktor's idea of "progress" looks like the total eradication of sickness and disability; the rise of an obedient, docile, dogmatic collective; the dominance of Viktor's dome amidst the modest shelters of his followers; Viktor's sleek, agile, white and gold robots. Viktor's goals share a springboard with those of the Piltover elite. Both systems place undue value on power and purity. Both depend on a complaisant, malleable public, and both punish individualism. Piltover pretends to champion movers and shakers and out-of-the-box thinkers, immortalizing key figures like "Stanwick Padidly" and Jayce, but Jayce was only allowed back into the world of the wealthy once he proved

a. he had something to give

b. he was deemed suitably manipulable.

The moment Jayce tried to clamp down on Piltover's rampant corruption (aka wield his newfound powers in service of the less fortunate), Mel was there to reinforce the status quo. It was made very clear that Jayce's options were either to fall in line or lose his job—along with the chance to make any kind of positive change. Behind the curtain Jayce and Viktor were only puppets in service of the wealthy and powerful. Hextech didn't better the lives of marginalized people. It upgraded weapons for the police and generated new trade opportunities for employers (the economy would've undergone a hell of a shakeup with the sudden flush of consumer goods and access to overseas labor. From the state of Zaun and Piltover post-time skip, I assume the new trade routes shuffled money around but didn't make necessities like medicine or shelter any more attainable for your average citizen).

"You used me, and Viktor, for Hextech. You called us 'investments.'" "Two brilliant young inventors who shared a penchant for impossible surprises. Carrying magic from myth to machine. Rallying the hope and hearts of a nation. You were a wise investment."

Anyway. Why is Viktor so threatened by his ability to feel "affection?" Every other goal aligns with a kind of supercharged version of Piltover's oppressive value system, but this one...not so much.

I guess you could say "civil society" frowns on explosive emotions like rage and hate because they threaten the docility of a healthy status quo. Compassion poses a similar threat. It makes sense for Viktor to fixate so hard on emotions when they're the only weapon powerful enough to snap him out of his Hexcore power trip. But I'm more drawn to the reading where Viktor recognizes queerness within himself (cough his love for Jayce cough) as another barrier on the road to perfection (as measured by the standards of an oligarchical regime).

It seems to me that Viktor's goals are all symptoms of a society steeped in ableism, classism, xenophobia, and queerphobia—but only three of those conditions manifest in Arcane's worldbuilding.

I dunno, man. What resonates with my queer experience will totally contradict someone else's. But I guess I can't envision an oligarchical system like Piltover's—a system founded on classism, ableism, and a weaponized fear of the dirty "other"—would somehow evade racism and queerphobia. Like..."We're fine with black people and gay people. But god help you if you're poor or sick or disabled or from Zaun!" Bigotry is irrational and contradictory, so there are surely examples of this pick-and-choose phenomenon outside of Arcane. And good lord, I don't think anyone should feel "obligated" to fill their fantasy worlds with homophobia! But Arcane definitely sparked enough cognitive dissonance in me to make me crank out some "what if this world was also homophobic" fanfic.

(There's also League of Legends' legacy as an alt-right cesspool. Before I even knew what an MMO was, I'd been warned about a game called LoL, the supposed "worst of the worst" when it came to voice chat culture. Not sure how I feel about that context yet.)

[sinner-sunflower]

P.2 HH Lucifer-centric AU 1/?

STORY 1, PART 2, PART 3, PART 4, PART 5, PART 6, PART 7, PART 8, PART 9, PART 10, PART 11, PART 12, PART 13, PART 14, PART 14.5, PART 15, PART 16, PART 17, PART 18, PART 19, PART 20, PART 21, PART 22, PART 23, PART 24, PART 25, PART 26, PART 27, UPDATE

We're finally here! I hope this sequel makes you feel the same excitement the first one gave you. I know I'm excited.

To the new readers, please read STORY 1 first for better understanding of how we got to this point. Trust me, it's important plus! It's a pretty awesome prequel if I do say so myself.

To the readers who have been there since I posted part 1, I hope I make you proud too!

Let's go!

HOOK: A LUCIFER CENTRIC AU - AO3

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Previously:

A powerful explosion lit up the sky. The sky split in two and fire appeared high and wide over Pride. At that moment, everyone became so hot that they couldn't bear it, as if their whole body was on fire. They wanted to rip their skin off just to get a sense of relief but then the sky shut closed. A strong thump was heard by every demon in the vicinity and then they were all thrown a few meters.

It felt like an eternity before Charlie and the others could get their bearings. Those that didn't get knocked out went outside, once there, they see Lucifer far up in the sky, holding up a flaming sword. The signature pentagram of the city has been fractured by whatever happened and demons all around were either hurt or unconscious.

Charlie: Dad!

Charlie calls out to her dad but he doesn't acknowledge her. His gaze never leaving Heaven, as if he's seeing something that no one else can.

A screen locked on Hell zooms out as the machine's voice rang out 'target disengaged'.

An angel looking similarly to Lucifer, except there's blue tints on the spots where Lucifer had reds, was looking down at Hell pulling back a large, golden gun. They blew the smoke residue and sighed.

Michael: Hello, Lucifer... Still causing trouble, I see.

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Lucifer lands on the now burnt soil of Pride trying to keep his composure calm as those who were not knocked out by the blast panic once again.

His jaw clenched so tightly that the muscles strained against the skin, teeth grinding together like stones. He tightens his grip on Lightbringer, knuckles whitening.

'Damn it, Michael!'

In his pure anger, his body moves on its own. Lucifer swung his arm back, Lightbringer's flames tracing a graceful arc through the air. He pivots his back foot and-

How dare Michael! How dare he attack Hell, endanger his home, his family, HIS DAUGHTER!

Before he could launch his sword at Heaven, at Michael, in retaliation, a mass of assorted colors grabs his arms and blocks his view.

It was the Sins.

Lucifer: Let go.

Lucifer lets out a wave of power, they faltered a bit but none released their hold or moved.

Satan: We- shit! We can't do that.

Mammon: Mate, don't do something I would definitely do.

Asmodeus: Stop, Lucifer. this will only make things worse. We'll come up with a plan but we can't afford setting off a war right now!

They're trying to reason with their King but Lucifer's eyes are still looking through them.

Lucifer: I'm not the one who started this.

Beelzebub: We know, babe! But! You're getting pissed off more than Satan over here on a normal day. It's not a cute look.

Satan: Hey!

Belphegor: Ozzie is right.

Leviathan: Calm down, Luci.

He was about to shake them off and continue what he was about to do until-

Charlie: Dad!

And just like that Lucifer's anger recedes. He slumps a little into the Sins' holds and calls back Lightbringer.

Charlie and the hotel residents were the first to reach him, he can feel his daughter's hands all over him checking for any injuries as the others worry about what happened. And what the fuck was that?? Was that Heaven??

He was about to say something when they were suddenly blinded by flashes and a bunch microphones being shoved at his face. His family were screaming obscenities for the press to back the fuck up.

'How did they get here so fast?'

Reporter 1: -Your Majesty! Can you tell us what was that??

Reporter 2: -Lucifer, over here! Was that a direct attack from Heaven?

Reporter 3: -Does it have anything to do with what happened in Sloth?

Reporter 4: -Lucifer! Lucifer! Does this mean a war with Heaven is about to happen??

Reporter 5: -Sire, the Pentagram symbol above is destroyed! Is that a barrier? If so, do we not have any protection against Heaven anymore?

Reporter 6: -Are you any match for Heaven's higher forces?

Questions after questions. It doesn't stop even with the threat of the Sins.

'Too loud. Too noisy. ShutupShutupShutupShutupShutupShutupShutupShutupShutupShutup SHUT UP!'

He looks directly at the group vultures, letting Roo's attributes surface more.

Lucifer: Fall.

The noise stops and the next moment the demons around them fell to the ground fast asleep.

Not even Charlie berated him for using that ability against their will.

Lucifer: Alright. Why don't we talk inside?

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I feel like the start of my AUs are always short but I hope y'all will support me again 'til the end!

Read STORY 1 here!

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HazWarts Chapter 1, Part 4

More pages, illustrations, and proocess on our boosty!

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Memento mori

If you have the Good Omens book, you have probably seen the little winged hourglasses that act as section separators.

Then if you paid attention during S2, you would have noticed at least two visual representations of hourglasses appear: One on Jimbriel's assistant shopkeeper vest and a large one in Hell itself.

(There are actually two time-related symbols on Jim's vest, but I'll start with the hourglass symbol.)

These are collectively known as the Memento mori, which is usually translated from the Latin into "remember that you die." It is a philosophical reminder about the inevitability of death, one of the major themes in GOmens, which is ironic since we are seeing from the viewpoint of immortal entities who don't have to face it themselves.

Artistically you may see this expressed by a skull and bones, or a skeleton, a coffin, or wilting flowers. Another form of it is the popular saying tempus fugit or "time flees" inscribed on sundials.

We can also hear it - the Danse Macabre, the piece of music the Bentley plays for Aziraphale on the way to Edinburgh, is another example of this theme, as it depicts the Grim Reaper carrying off the rich and poor alike.

Hurry up Aziraphale, you don't have all day!

The other time-related symbol on Jimbriel's vest is the ancient Greek meander pattern, named after the Maeander river in modern day Turkey.

This represents a winding river folding back on itself in big looping oxbow bends. Symbolically it represents both unity and infinity - the undulating flow of human life that continues on and on into eternity through reproduction.

Sounds like something we've heard before:

AZIRAPHALE: Ah. The point. Ah, well, you've heard of Earth? CROWLEY: Ehhh… Not as such? AZIRAPHALE: Ah. Blue-green planet. It'll be over there somewhere when they roll out that quadrant. Now that's where the “people” that we're currently designing are going to be. I've seen the plans. We're going to start out with a breeding pair, and then pretty soon there'll be oodles of them! They'll breed like...um...well, they'll breed like people.

OK, then. That kind of sums up the two competing main themes in Good Omens nicely. Everthing Has An End or Eternity.

The problem is, they both sound equally horrific.

[wr-n]

The Thralls

It's pretty rare to see Desmond, Trepid, Kismet, and Covet all in one room for this long but Nightmare is important enough to stay.

Eldritch Twins AU by Me Cross by Jakei95 Dust by ask_dusttale Horror by Sour Apple Studios Killer by rahafwabas