#luther the dragon

[heyimanowl]

Luther, for the probably two other people who remember him

[sttechin]

Here's something I want to show off that I have owned for a while regarding H.R. Pufnstuf and since the 55th anniversary is tomorrow it would be the perfect time to do so! I own real authentic newspaper articles covering Jack Wild's trip to America to play his role as Jimmy in H.R. Pufnstuf , one pic even featuring the original Luther costume that would evolve into the final Pufnstuf design!

[pastryvroom]

my personality for the following months!!

[random-dnd-minis]

Umbrella Academy dnd Minis

inspired by all 3 netflix seasons and the original comic art, in like a dark fantasy theme

#1 - Luther - Barbarian

#2 - Diego - Rogue

#3 - Allison - Bard

#4 - Klaus - Sorcerer

#5 - Five - Wizard

#6 - Ben - Ghost Warlock

#7 - Viktor - Paladin

[grimvestige]

POV you're the first person to manage to pry lore out of Satoru so you get the lore but also a death threat if you share it

[keryth-fr]

🔥🔥🔥 Wildclaw Wednesday 🔥🔥🔥

[thetealhummingbird]

Adding to the modern sibling AU lore of our dnd characters.

High School AU | 90s Aesthetic

Val (my oc)

Preppy / on top of all the fashion trends

Straight A's, but definitely uses her mind reading abilities to cheat

Sneaks under the bleachers for a quick smoke and a make-out session with Malvir

Most likely to be voted prom queen

Super popular with everyone

Mal @dr-feline

Sneaks out of school and plays hookie all the time

Surprisingly, he doesn't have terrible grades (due to Vals' help)

Has a crush on Gabe, but unfortunately, Gabe thinks he's still straight (they're just really good friends... right)

Luther @prince-jelli-fish

Trying on dress, but he's not yet comfortable going out in public wearing them yet

[aeodoodles]

Following up from my previous blog, here are some alternate versions of my character lineup! I associate each character with a color, which I use for my sketches and general color theory. It also allows me to get more creative with lighting and composition sometimes ^^

[prince-jelli-fish]

Luther's various outfits

[firebirds-roost]

We posting dragon rainbows? 👀

I can only imagine the chaos that would unfold if these guys all wound up in a room together

[chupo-kabra]

🕺🕺🕺

[aberration-abbey]

part 2 of poking at character design: imperials! featuring a solid third of my lair’s tragic backstories (Quigley, Sunrise, and Watcher) and the guy who caused two of those tragic backstories (Colias).

[pastelhills]

DTIYS for @/bugbeanss (on intstagram) Pascal OC Category

Made this guy especially for the DTIYS (Though I had the idea before it)

Luther is a Sky/Sea Pascal Dragon Hybrid based on a peacock, he prides himself on his looks and loves the attention, especially since it took forever to get his wings almost making him believe he would never get them.

[lyriumlullaby-ao3]

protestant Andrastianism. is this anything?

[2darklymelanatedstories]

Dance with my mother (ft Trunks)

Inspired by the song

Dance with my father

By

Luther Vandross

~

"What do you mean you can't?!",father shouted, his fist clenched with her necklace in it.

"I'm so sorry but I can't. It's against the Grand Priest's orders.",Shenron said, he looked truly sorry that he couldn't do anything. Grand Priest forbid the Dragonballs from bringing someone back to life until all the Super Dragonballs were found. Sounded pretty suspicious to me. But what did I know. I was a kid.

"Damnit Shenron!!" My father slammed his fist onto the ground, breaking half of the lookout in the process. He held back otherwise it would've been obliterated.

He couldn't hold it back anymore. He broke into tears. I ran over to him, tears also running down my cheek, and for the first time in forever, I embraced him. At first he pushed me away but I guess he needed a reminder of her so he pulled me back. We were on our knees crying. Fxck Saiyan pride. It didn't matter.

He didn't care about his pride at that moment, he didn't care that everyone saw him at his most vulnerable. What he cared for most was gone. My mother was gone. And she wasn't coming back.

~

It's been 4 years since the incident and to be honest we still weren't coping but we survived.

To be honest I think the only real reason we tried to keep it together was because of Bulla. My spoilt, little sis. Daddy's princess. I remember how I was disappointed when I found out I was getting a sister but now seeing her blue hair, pretty eyes and fascination with my mothers old tools, it just reminded me of mom. She was a little version of my mom. Stubborn, beautiful and smart...even for a baby.

I was babysitting my little sis and she ran off somewhere when I wasn't looking.

"Not again." I sighed.

I went around our large house to look for her and finally reached my parents old room. Father doesn't sleep there anymore. Too many memories that it hurt him to wake up with my mother not next to him.

I quietly entered and found the little troublemaker playing with my mothers old CDs. I quickly grabbed them before she could damage them. Big mistake.

She burst out crying and I didn't know how to calm her this time. So in panic of getting a huge scolding and maybe a "discipline" from my father, I quickly put it in her CD player and played it. On it came one of her favourite old songs by this one artist. Luther I think. Luther Vandross, Nothing better than love.

Even though she's ahead of the times, my mom found nothing more enjoyable and nostalgic than playing an old song her parents listened to when they were teens.

Immediately Bulla calmed down as she listened to the music. I lifted her up and started swaying to the beat. Usually I would hate listening to this but I felt connected to my mom when I did. It reminded me of the times we'd dance together.

When I'd dance with her. How I'd love to dance with my mother.

All the memories came flooding back. When my mom's favourite song would play and she get us to dance, and force my dad to as well, though I could tell he enjoyed it.

Family bonding, she'd call it.

I danced with little Bulla in my arms. She smiled and giggled which warmed my heart a bit. Dang, I become such a softie when I'm around her.

Unfortunately our moment was ruined when an angered force entered. Father.

The music stopped and my heart sank.

"What are you doing?",he asked angrily.

"I-I was just, Bulla got-"

He held the disc in his hand and I could see and those emotions he bottled up were ready to be set free.

"Get out!",he yelled, startling Bulla. The poor thing started sobbing which broke my father's heart. His eyes told me.

He sighed. "I'm sorry. It's just-"

"It's okay, dad. We'll leave.",I said as I headed to the door trying to calm Bulla. "Come on sis, let's go watch SpongeBob."

The mere mention of his name perked her up.

I heard my dad sigh and the door shut. I turned around but he was nowhere to be seen.

"He finally went into the room."

~

As Bulla and I were watching her favourite ridiculous show, I heard something. Something breaking.

I put her down on the carpet and ran towards my mother's room. I listened outside the door.

It reminded of the days I would do so when he locked himself in there. When he was tired of being vulnerable in front of people and just needed to be alone to let out his sadness.

I heard something else break.

No.

I kicked the door down and lunged myself at him to stop him from destroying a framed picture of our family on vacation. My mother looked especially beautiful, like always. I grabbed the picture from him.

"Stop!",I yelled.

My father's eyes were red and a bit puffy but I tried to ignore that. He bared his teeth in anger.

"Boy!!" He raised his hand and I shut my eyes preparing for impact. He's never been violent with me before, it's the first he's even raised a finger at me. I guess he finally broke. And you know what? I was gonna take it.

He brought down his hand and muttered an apology before leaving.

I looked at the picture frame in my hand and realised I crushed it by accident. Tiny shards of glass fell onto the floor in slow motion. The picture was still okay. That what mattered.

If I could get another chance, another step, another dance with her. I'd play a song that would never end.

"How I'd love to dance with you again, mom."

~

I just put my lil'sis to bed and my father was nowhere to be seen. I understood his pain. There's a reason Saiyans were raised with little love and emotion.

I went to my room early. Today was too much. My emotions were killing me. And I was only 12. Where have the years gone?

I played the CD I saved, in my room and shut the door.

I let myself fall onto the bed and listened to another song by Luther Vandross. Dance with my father.

The title and song needed tweaking for me.

I decided to rest my eyes a bit and enjoy the music.

~

I opened my eyes to another familiar setting. The lookout. Shenron was in front of me with the grand priest.

I was on my knees, tears in my eyes. Next to the Grand Priest was my mother. My dear mother. I tried to stand and grab her but it was as if I was stuck to the ground.

"Why are you here child?",the Grand Priest asked.

"I want-I need my mother back. Please!",I begged. "Me, my father, Bulla. We need her. Our family isn't the same without my mother."

"I'm afraid I can't do that. For you see-"

"I know, damnit!!!",I shouted.

"My, my, what a feisty child.",Grand Priest said. "Just like your mother."

"I'm not asking for much." Tears started flowing to my eyes. "Could you just bring back the only woman he ever loved? Please. Dear Lord he's dying...to dance with my mother again."

The grand Priest tilted his head and tapped his chin.

"Hmm.",he hummed. "No."

My sadness turned to anger. I turned Super Saiyan as I tried to attack him but I was stuck. "Damn you!!"

"If I could get one final step, one final walk, one final dance with her...",I whispered. But a miracle happened. He heard me.

"Very well then."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "What? Really?! But-"

Before I could continue, I heard my mother's voice as she ran over to me. And as if the weight of what was holding me down was lifted, I got up and ran towards her. She hugged me and I felt compelled to keep her in my arms.

"I'd play a song that would never ever end." I looked my mom I'm the eyes. "Because I'd love to dance with my mother again."

She wiped a tear from my cheeks, her eyes starting to water. "Don't cry mom.",I whispered. I was so happy. She was here again.

As if on cue the music started playing. Yep you guessed it. Luther Vandross. I felt a bit obsessed with him.

I started dancing with my mom enjoying every moment until I felt an arm on my shoulder. I looked back to see my father with Bulla in his arms. I took Bulla in my arms and watched as my parents danced together. Like the good old days.

I hoped this song would never end.

Thing is...

It did.

Once it did, everything went dark. My mother vanished and my father turned to dust. I reached for my sister but the closer I got, the further she did.

I let out a scream and before I knew it...

~

I woke up. It was a dream. The same yet different. The songs never did play forever. Which was weird because this time I put it on repeat. I sat up and went to check on the CD. It was gone.

"He needs it more than me."

I went back to bed and thought about my dream. We were happy, after so long. But it never lasts. It never did.

Everytime I fall asleep, this is all I ever dream.

[lcgerdemain]

Haven’t posted in hell of a long time. But here’s my newest attempt of drawing Eddie and Luther for the first time in so long ^^