#servant of the bones

[crepuscule-pourpre]

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

how to fix ur grumpy king bf:

step one. kiss. step two. repeat step one. step three. there is no step three

[beedalee]

"this was supposed to be a warm-up" drawing of my V Rising-sona. I called her Moonlight to go with naf's Sunset. it's a fun game!!! 🦇

[foursaints]

goblet of fire, pg 691 / pg 641

does anyone else wake in a cold sweat & remember how barty crouch jr, robbed of bodily autonomy his entire life, subconsciously recreated the dark magic used to make a new body from a broken one

[azreths-arts]

one of my favorite pieces for a sot community contest entry. didn't win but still got a great piece out of it

[wcspriter]

The very first attempt of making a custom sprite character. I can't tell you how many times I had to go back and forth with the details on this guy. It went through several edits one after the other but eventually I was satisfied with what I had. Thus the Servant of the Flame was made; second-in-command to Captain Flameheart.

The Servant's role in the crossover used to have more significance in the story, including being the section's final boss. However I pushed him back to an important supporting role, setting up a plan to secure the pirate's life from the three whose roaming presence threatens their ideology of "Pirates for All Eternity". Also it'd be a pretty boring final boss, all things considered.

Also Reaper Bird important; wooden spies for the Reapers across the 2022 Adventure storyline.

[naughtyservant]

CW: Bones / Skull

A new pic completed, this time with the hungry cocky pred Silas, who belongs to SkeletonGoat. Thanks you so very much for your support!

Go to the club at night has its advantages, like a virtually unlimited source of fresh snacks to spend the night dancing and digesting the food~ But you also need to take some moments at the back of the club to let out all those…boney remains after a crazy eating night. And well, to wait until the last snack melt into bones as well :P

Don't forget like, reblog and follow me for more merciless demons °w°)r

[tossawary]

Happy October, everyone! I've been switching icons less frequently lately, but I've been sitting on this idea for a while; the base is a photo that I took of a real cassowary skeleton at a museum.

Not much to report on my offline end except that work has been going along as usual and I'm excited to appreciate the color of autumn while it's here. I may post some Whumptober oneshots here and there if I have the time, because I want to experiment with writing warm-ups and some of the prompts look fun, but I won't make any promises. I want to get out and about before it starts getting cold and dark!

The big news is that I've completed a fic for the Moshang Big Bang 2023 event (happening now! Right now! Lots of long, lovely Moshang fics in your area! Go check it out!) and the assigned posting date is October 25th! It's the second-longest fic that I've ever written (after PINTWILF) and I'll be posting a chapter a day for over two weeks. It's called "Servant to a Different King", based on some posts that I originally made years ago now, in which Shang Qinghua became Tianlang-Jun's servant instead of Mobei-Jun's, and it's basically a self-indulgent Demon Realm rom-com.

I wish everyone good weather whatever their season! (I'm not going anywhere but) See you all soon! ✈❤❄

[freyaloi]

I was on a call with a friend last night where I was streaming some gameplay when shenanigans ensued which spawned this nonsense.

For context, The Servant had Raven kidnapped to use her talents, thinking it would be no different from the previous times he had captured other witches of the Order... Only for him to be proven wrong and end up stuck with a chaotic, hyperactive mischievous little goblin-shaped thorn in his side. No worries though she's harmless... (well...mostly)

[radiantmists]

im re-reading Gideon the Ninth and i think it's fun that while most of the lyctoral trials seem to have been horrific, dangerous ordeals like winnowing or avulsion, the sixth house one was just a fun little low-pressure scavenger hunt to find the owner of a tooth. with a pun about the clavicle being the key built into it. cassiopeia seems like she must have been fun.

[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

Relationships: None

Word Count: 1,345

Summary: Lord Lunar gets kidnapped and Servant Eclipse realizes he does, actually, care about his brother.

Warnings: Kidnapping, Chronic Pain, Broken Bones, Mental Breakdown, Panic Attack, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, let me know if I should add anything else.

Notes: @madcatdaderpydrawer-blog made me do it. They invoked the writing Gollum.

That’s MINE!

Now that Lunar was meditating, Eclipse sighed, letting up on the facade. Pretending was difficult, especially calling that little runt his ‘Master’, but it ensured his survival and that Lunar wouldn’t simply kill him.

He sat down, standing at Lunar’s aid constantly made his back ache and throb with overuse. His knees creaked by now like some old man when he did so and his hip joints popped to release pressure now that they were relaxing.

God, he was turning into an old man. Has this millennia truly changed him this much into a fragile old animatronic? Or had it been the star having effects on him? He had been close when the star summoned the Wither Storm. Maybe the Wither Storm had effect on him.

Amidst his own struggles, Eclipse let his careful guard fall. He didn’t know someone was there until he heard Lunar scream. He was up as quickly as he could get himself moving, nearly tripping over himself to get there and collapsing at the door as he opened it.

His Lord was held by his throat at the hands of another Eclipse, a far darker one. One who was in a more robotic body. The one little Gregory had described vaguely. And now he had his Lunar by the neck.

“Tell him goodbye, Lunar.” The double taunted.

“Never.” Lunar growled. The other Eclipse pulled Lunar by his neck and shoved his faceplate to look at Eclipse.

“Say it!” He demanded.

“Guard the dimension, Apollo.” He knew that. He knew that fake name. Apollo was a fake name, the entire sentence was fake. It was a code Lunar had drilled into his fake non-sentience as a code for danger and to go with the situation. It brought him as much rage as having it drilled into him had been.

But the Eclipse dragged off his Lunar before he could stop them. He looked to the star his Lord left behind. It was his only chance. He needed his Lord back. He grabbed the star and felt it burn. Their star was unstable after the Wither Storm, painful to use for anyone but Lunar. It was a miracle it hadn’t wiped him last time.

With a painful flash and much more screaming at the pain of it, Eclipse stood glowing, gasping at the sudden lack of pain and his body was piloting itself without him. He moved his hand to open a portal and saw a ball pit as he stepped through, an unfamiliar environment where the double was holding tight to his little brother’s neck and two other animatronics were surrounding them.

Eclipse pushed past the other two animatronics and grabbed the other Eclipse’s wrist, squeezing tightly and hearing it snap and break. The scream he gave was gratifying and annoying at the same time.

“Don’t touch my brother!” Eclipse heard his voice as a thousand echoes, the power of the star, he as the star.

“Aph!” Lunar held his arm, his given name, Aphelion, a tell to get him calm.

“And what will you do!?” The other Eclipse screamed. Aphelion grabbed the Eclipse by the neck.

“I will rip every circuit you have and wipe you from existence. Every backup. Every code. Every line. And I will make it hurt every single step of the way.”

“You don’t have the guts. If I wouldn’t, you wouldn’t.”

“You miscalculated. I love my brother and you hurt him, you scared him. Feel that burn? That’s all your backups deleting themselves.” Aphelion growled in his face. The other was cringing with pain now, which slowly descended into him nearly crying and choking his pain back with the burn.

“Apologize and I stop.” He directed the other Eclipse’s face to Lunar and, eventually the burning of the deletion got to hurt too much, outrightly crying and nearly screaming from the pain in his processors.

“I’m sorry!” The other broke with practically a scream. Aphelion halted the deletion and smiled.

“Do you accept, Peri?” Aphelion asked. That cutesy little nickname his Lunar gave himself so long ago of that long ago renaming to Perihelion. It calmed his brother greatly to hear such an endearment, he could see the tension melt from his stressed form.

“I do, thank you, Aphy.” Perihelion thanked him.

“You may live. But you will never hurt my brother again.” Aphelion growled as he dropped the other and Eclipse simply crumpled to the ground, shaking.

“Thank you. Thank you.” In all honesty, it felt empty to see this Eclipse practically praying his thanks at his feet. He thought it would give him such wonderful joy but it just felt…empty.

“Get up, wipe your face.” He directed him and he did so, his hands wiping the oily tears off his face from the pain of the backup deletion and the fear he’d induced. He was shaking and still hiccuping, like he wasn’t able to use his artificial lungs.

“Deep breath.” He instructed.

“I can’t. I can’t breathe.” So he was having a panic attack. He himself had had them before, still had them even. It seemed he’d finally broken past the facade this Eclipse put up and finally cracked him enough to make him show an emotion like his brother had long ago.

“Come here.” He pulled him into his own shoulder and felt him grasp on tightly with those claws of his digging into his casing, making scratches he could fix later. The sob he let out was a bit startling but he rubbed his back regardless.

“You’re safe, you did exactly as I asked. You’re safe now, you’re loved.” The same assurances he’d given himself after his own last panic attack. And they worked wonders upon this Eclipse, settling him and the touch let him relax in his arms.

“Okay, what happened here?” A solar model asked.

“You look pretty neat!” The lunar model exclaimed at Lunar.

“Thank you. Your Eclipse attempted to kidnap me. From what it seems like, my brother touched my Star again to try to save me and now he is my Star. Also your Eclipse had a panic attack like my brother has sometimes.” Perihelion told them.

“Are you okay, brother?” Aphelion asked.

“I’m okay, just a little startled.” Perihelion assured him.

“What’s your names, probably Lunar and Eclipse?” The solar model asked.

“When we travel, which isn’t often, my name is Perihelion, or Peri, and his is Aphelion, or Aph.” Lunar explained.

“Well, we’re Sun and Moon. We’re sorry for what happened with our Eclipse. He has been going completely rogue lately now that he has our universe’s star.” Sun explained.

“I wouldn’t worry about him anymore. If there’s one thing Aph can deal with well, it’s Eclipses. He broke the shell, I doubt he’ll be an issue anymore. If you want, we can take him with us when we leave. Give you a break for a bit to fix everything.” Peri offered.

“Thank you. When will you leave?” Sun asked.

“Given my brother looks tired, probably after he rests. He’s our way back after all.” Peri gestured to Aph, who did indeed feel a bit tired and he assumed his dimming glow was a tell now.

“Stay as long as you want.” Sun offered.

“Thank you. You’re kind. If you ever want to visit us, the door will always be open.“ Peri assured Sun.

“Family cuddles?” Moon asked.

“Only if they want to. Go ahead and ask, Moon.” Sun told his brother.

“Can we cuddle!?” Moon excitedly asked.

“Of course. Cuddles must be better with more than two people.” Peri smiled, coming to hold Aph’s hand to lead him after Sun and Moon, leading them to a bed they could rest in with their Eclipse in his arm still, nearly asleep against him from his sudden emotional outburst.

The bed felt almost heavenly under him as did the bodies against him, Eclipse buried in his arms and Perihelion against Eclipse’s back Aph’s arm around the both of them. Sun and Moon were on either side of them, everyone going into rest mode or recharging.

[gothtransandroid]

Contemplating: Necromancy and the Utility of the Skeleton

From aesthetics alone the skeleton does many things for the necromancer. A clear benefit is simply in the knowledge of the subject being a dead thing in and of itself. With any variation of the corpse from zombie to revenant there can be doubts at a glance as to what one is dealing with but moving bones are distinct at most distances and let a person know that any harm they deal to it, accidental or otherwise, wont hurt a living thing. On the other side, the person seeing the skeleton will know that it won't feel pain and has no nervous system holding it back in how strong it will strike someone else. This functions as a form of deterrence from combat as well as telegraphs the danger of handling the skeleton beyond its designated task.

The skeleton, contrary to common sense, is less cost effective than a zombie in terms of raising. The mechanism of imprinting magic upon a corpse via its soulless form means that with less material there, there is more work and more raw magical structure needed to maintain the skeleton. This being said, the zombie will decay and are a short term solution sonits better to invest as a skeleton will be cost effective over time and has the added benefit of not smelling awful. Many an old necromancer cut their noses off and burned their sinuses not just to resemble a corpse in their horde as camouflage, but more so to kill the smell of working with so many zombies.

At an average weight of 20 pounds, the human skeleton is very portable if a single servant is needed and one is conserving their magic between uses. This does covert an unit of 100 servants to about a ton, which could staff a mansion easily and handle all tasks besides handling guests and the cooking for obvious reasons. Like with other skeletons, a human skeleton can utilize their ribs as a means of storage or carrying tools to keep their hands free. Special tools could easily be made for a gardener or a maid to reach in and tend to their tasks while having free hands and look presentable if a chest cover is used to tastefully hide dirty or worn tools.

Besides issues of durability which can be addressed with coatings and reinforcements to the structure of the skeleton, bones tend to still be sturdy even when dry and set, only they cannot self-repair so any damage will need prevented or filled as it occurs. Skeletons are not an unlimited resource, as are bodies in general, but those gathered and maintained properly in a closed and respectful environment can last a lifetime.

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

he's thoughtful, he's kind, beautiful, elegant, charming, but one thing he is not. is smooth

[angeltannis]

it’s with a heavy heart I must announce that I’m back on my Master Duel bullshit

[wizardemotions]

y'all just wait until i draw fem draco. it'll be all over for you (and also me, she's hot and i fucking KNOW this in my heart)

[millionsknives]