#just cherish her

[starswordartblog]

There was. so much art i wanted to make this october, and then i got beat up by life in multiple ways, and now the month is over but by god i am going to post at least one thing. Anyway meet Clementina the witch, her dress is a cauldron.

I have been spinning her and her group of ocs/story for over an year so the fact that i starting finally designing her on halloween month is pure coincidence but fun. Sadly I couldn't finish the animation i wanted to go with this but here's a wip just to show off the concept:

wheeeeeee

[demaparbat-hp]

Golden Boy (and Silver Girl) for the Kintsugi AU.

[gloriousmonsters]

love when you can ask the Narrator why the Princess is a Princess and he's like 'well i uhhhh YOU did that. maybe it's because uh... something something about her being above you... but still approachable... look i don't want to analyze or anthropomorphize your--' my guy. i am a primal being of Order and Eternity and Shaping. You're the one who convinced me I was some dude and were quite willing to take credit for shaping my view on the world through narration five seconds ago. Are you gonna look me in the eye and tell me the desire to interpret something worthy of adoration and more powerful than me as a dommy princess is written in the very nature of the universe or are you going to show me your browser history like a man

[trauma-bot]

sin eater

[lavendorii]

Sixth ending

[thatbitchyoulivewith]

This is so cute.

Anya drew Yor!

I love all the little details the animators put in this show! Spy x Family owns my heart!

[aspen-charminghearts]

The First Time Chloe Got Red a Gift:

Chloe, clearly excited, running up to Red: Red look what I got!

Red, giving Chloe her attention: What is it Bluely?

Chloe handing Red a bracelet she made: This is for you!

Red eyeing it suspiciously, holding it in her hands gently, eyeing all the sparkles on it: Chloe- I uh-

Chloe, taking it the wrong way, thinking Red hates it due to her hesitance: [A little choked up because she’s upset] Fine! If you don’t want it I’ll take it back! [Reaches for the bracelet]

Red, putting the sparkly bracket on and holding her arm out of Chloe’s reach: NO! MINE! I WANT IT! ITS MINE!

[yashley]

"Yeah, but we talked about it and I didn’t want it." "Why not?" "Because it scared me."

[piosyne]

My 700th shitty death mark au of the week in which saya survives but as a rabbit and they just get her some assisted talking devices and then she just continues on as normal

[sundayroadkill]

need more of your scorbus art pls pls pls

scorpius got a lil cactus

[inamindfarfaraway]

The Exorcists’ Masks of Virtue

The vast majority of Exorcists in Hazbin Hotel have a notable design element that other angels don’t: their masks are missing an eye. Specifically, the right eye.

I believe this is a reference to the Bible, Matthew 5:29. Jesus says, “If your right eye causes you to stumble, gouge it out and throw it away. It is better for you to lose one part of your body than for your whole body to be thrown into hell.”

He’s being hyperbolic. Mr Free Healthcare was not pro-mutilation. What he means is that you have to be willing to make sacrifices to prevent sin. The context of the eye metaphor is him condemning adultery and warning that even something as easy, casual and small as a look full of lustful intent can lead to further, worse sin if you don’t notice your sin, hold yourself accountable for it and do the work to not let it influence your decisions. This will probably be hard. It could be very, very painful. Changing your perspective can feel as horrible as plucking out your eye, so many people can’t bring themselves to do it. But although it won’t feel that way in the moment, it’s healthier for our general wellbeing in the long run to abandon traits and behaviours that damage ourselves and/or others.

(You may notice that Jesus’s teaching that you can have sinned, redeem yourself by giving up sin and thus escape damnation is the founding principle of the Hazbin Hotel. You may also notice that it contradicts everything the Exorcists believe.)

The Exorcists seem to follow this idea of painfully excising badness for the sake of the greater good devoutly to the point of placing it above teachings like ‘Thou shalt not kill’, with their job being to remove sin, in the form of sinners, to protect Heaven. Hence the missing right eyes. They’re a declaration of moral righteousness and inability to stumble.

But the truth is that the Exorcists all have their right eyes. Their flawlessness is a facade. Underneath, they are untouched, think themselves morally untouchable and, as shown by their horror and outrage when even one of them is killed, would much rather be physically untouchable too. This perfectly represents their complete unwillingness to acknowledge their own faults, let alone improve. They are never the ones who sacrifice. They force the sinners to sacrifice and don’t compensate it with any salvation. They metaphorically rip out the sinners’ eyes, but still condemn their entire bodies as inherently, permanently sinful. So they’ll just have to do another Extermination to get the other eyes! And another one to cut off their right hands! And so on until there’s nothing left.

The only exception to the rule is Vaggie, both in appearance and character. Her mask has the left eye crossed out instead. Even before her expulsion, she’s set apart to the audience as an Exorcist who has the capacity to, shall we say, see a different side of things. Her mask having its ‘sinful’ right eye reflects her understanding that the Exorcist worldview is wrong.

When she almost kills a demon child, her hateful vision clears. She discards the part of herself that’s an unquestioning, merciless agent of death, terror and grief… and as punishment for what Lute perceives as treacherous weakness, gets her eye plucked out.

Of course Lute leaves her with only the ‘sinful’ eye. It brands Vaggie forever as the inversion, a perversion, of what the Exorcists are meant to be.

You know, all this talk of eye removal in the Bible reminds me of another line - ‘an eye for an eye’. Adam directly quotes it in “Hell is Forever”. He uses it to frame the Exterminations as Old Testament-style punitive justice; the sinners did harm and so they receive it. But putting aside the debate about how ethical the concept of revenge is, the entire point of taking an eye for an eye is that it’s proportional. The punishment fits the crime. If someone cuts your eye out, you shouldn’t murder their whole family in front of them and then slowly disembowel them to death. That would be the sin of wrath. You should just make them pay without excessive pain or collateral damage. This is the fairest form of revenge.

The Exorcists don’t do that! The Exterminations aren’t proportional to the wrongs of all they hurt, nor was Vaggie’s brutal punishment equivalent to her extremely mild insubordination. Lute literally takes Vaggie’s eye, and more, after Vaggie does nothing to her! That’s the opposite of the phrase! Adam and his soldiers are wrathful and cruel, deriving satisfaction from others’ suffering. But they just can’t stop going on and on about how disgustingly evil the sinners are, in total hypocrisy… despite some of the sinners being far better people than the genocidal Exorcists are… it’s like they’re obsessed with specks of dust in the sinners’ eyes when they have massive logs stuck in their own. Oh hey, that’s in the Bible too!

[amelia-yap]

A DRAGON WEISS FER YE!!!!

GOSH I love her design so so much,,, the silly <3333

WAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THE CREATURE EVERRRRR 😭😭😭😭

[dumvixerum]

Had this theory about Lenore and Annabel's death marriage for a while, so hear me out.

What if someone (Percy, Thaddeus, or Ira, doesn't really matter) crashed the wedding trying to stop it because they discovered that Lenore was a woman, and they start menacing both of them with a gun.

So Lenore grabs a gun from whatever place, and she wants to shoot the guy, but Annabel comes between the guy and her and takes the bullet bc drama and Annabel probably wants a perfect, classic marriage.

So Annabel dies bc of Lenore, so she shoots the guy repeatedly before killing herself with the last bullet, holding Annabel's corpse.

This is rlly dark but no one needs to know 🤭❤️

[askinkiskarma]

➽ Imagine just a casual evening in with Vi, as mundane as it gets, which, with the lives you’ve both led, feels like a precious gift that needs cherishing, a reminder of the importance of stillness in otherwise stormy, heavy weather.

She sighs, a content exhale leaving her beautiful red lips, once marred and bloodied, now swollen with the reminder of just-passed affection.

“This is nice.” She says, and you can’t help but hum in agreement, tracing her tattoos with your finger while you pepper mindless whispers of kisses down her back.

“I wish we never had to leave this room.”

You stop, your words just barely audible as you speak.

“Who says we do?”

She huffs in mock annoyance, a sound you’ve come to learn and expect, almost entirely too in character for the all-too-powerful, hot-tempered redhead you’ve irrevocably fallen for.

“Be serious, cupcake.”

Your tongue traces her ear and you smirk triumphantly to yourself when the breath catches in her throat at your action, her pulse so visceral, it was visible against her throat.

“I am serious… let me show you how I can make time stand still, and while I do, we never have to leave.”

And you did. And when she screams in pleasure, you hope that she forgets all the times she’s had to do it whilst in pain.

[aschenbroedel]

posting my response to this eah confession about dappling and the implications of destiny so i dont lose it when i want to write more later:

[everlarking-always]

“I had a dream, though,” I say, thinking back. “I was following a mockingjay through the woods. For a long time. It was Rue, really. I mean, when it sang, it had her voice.” “Where did she take you?” he says, brushing my hair off my forehead. “I don’t know. We never arrived.” I say. “But I felt happy.” ... Peeta pulls the chain with the gold disk from around his neck. He holds it in the moonlight so I can clearly see the mockingjay. Then his thumb slides along a catch I didn’t notice before and the disc pops open. It’s not solid, as I had thought, but a locket. And within the locket are photos. […] “Your family needs you, Katniss,” Peeta says. My family. My mother. My sister. And my pretend cousin Gale. But Peeta’s intention is clear. That Gale really is my family, or will be one day, if I live. That I’ll marry him. So Peeta’s giving me his life and Gale at the same time. To let me know I shouldn’t ever have doubts about it. Everything. That’s what Peeta wants me to take from him. ... He puts the chain with the locket around my neck, then rests his hand over the spot where our baby would be. “You’re going to make a great mother, you know,” he says. ... As I drift off, I try to imagine that world, somewhere in the future, with no Games, no Captiol. A place like the meadow in the song I sang to Rue as she died. Where Peeta’s child could be safe. ....