#the great reaper

[sictransitgloriamvndi]

The Great Reaper (1900s) - Stevan Aleksić

[hexadonis]

assassin exchange

[dipperscavern]

about to go to bed, but this post got me thinking… cregan x reader w strange interests.,… walk with me here

people have always been a bit… unaccepting, when it comes to you and the things you like. they’ll enjoy your personality well enough, laugh with you at feasts, treat you courteously at gatherings, but decide they don’t enjoy your company the moment you show a different part of yourself.

one that takes a special interest in poisonous plants, knows how to prepare a body after death, collects bones and feathers, charts astrology… and your pets are usually quite successful in labeling you as completely mad.

you understand to some extent. different is strange, and people reject the things they don’t understand. such is the games of highborns (a rather cruel dance, really.) but you found you couldn’t find it within yourself to try and change. after all, comparison is the thief of joy, as your beloved old maester would say.

you were alright with solidarity, if being alone meant being yourself — but the old gods have always been said to have a sense of humor.

it seems cregan stark is not so off put by such oddities. quite the opposite, in fact.

your pet spider doesn’t repulse him, like it does the others. while he would’ve been most content to allow you the sole responsibility of spider-handling, it didn’t take much convincing on your part. only a simple statement of reassurance, a small smile, a warmth of your cheeks at his interest, and cregan finds himself sat on the bed as you retrieve your eight-legged friend.

whatever doubts he harbors instantly vanish as you sit across from him, un-cupping your hands to reveal a much bigger spider than he previously thought. tarantula, he’s heard the maesters say (with horror.)

while one holds the maesters’ worst nightmare, your other hand reaches for his. he takes note of your warmth, the softness of your hands in comparison to his own. people usually don’t touch him without permission, and, perhaps strangely, he wishes you to never hesitate when doing so.

he uncurls his palm for you, and before you transfer the creature, you softly ask for him to “please don’t scare him.” — and cregan’s heart skips a beat, because he knows at that very moment, he would heed your every request. anything you ask of him, it is yours.

perhaps this revelation would produce a greater affect on lord stark if he wasn’t so encapsulated with staying still while your creature begins to crawl from your palm to his own.

its great work to not tense himself or pull away when it happens, but you watch him so intensely, waiting to pull your creature to safety at any indicator. so he stills. you ground him, even if unaware.

once your creature is fully in his palm, it seems comfortable. sitting itself, abdomen flush to cregan’s palm to encompass the warmth he offers. you sit like that in silence for a moment, cregan observing it’s markings, and you waiting for the warden of the north’s assessment of you and your creature.

after some time, cregan speaks, tone different from the usual one of lord stark.

“Does he have a name?”

you can’t help but smile at his words, and he can’t help the way your expression makes one of his own tug at his lips. “Bones.”

“Bones?” he repeats, face relaxing in his surprise. his words don’t contain any malice, only a question in its tone.

you nod tentatively, as if awaiting judgement. “When found in the kitchens, a cook tried killing him with a chicken bone.”

his gaze momentarily flickers to the spider as he nods his head, a sort of understanding passing between the wolf and the arachnid. something else is there, too. a fondness for you unfurling in his chest — how you can find beauty in such things; things deemed unwanted by most people.

cregan’s gaze finds you again, and you look at the spider in his hands with such reverence it makes his lips part in silent adoration.

you’ve captured him, he thinks. he’s damned.

[jidem]

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[a-stars-art-blog]

Finished the wips from yesterday

[pinkhysteria]

GOBLIN Episode 9

[disgustiphage]

some of my old discworld paintings :D with the top two being based off the old cover for mort and one of the illustrations in the last hero

[megsdoodletag]

Re: Mortarion: *THROWS FLOWERS AT YOU FOR BEAUTIFUL ART* ⚘️🌷🌸💐⚘️🌷🌷🌻🌸🌼⚘️🌷🌻🌻⚘️🌼🌸💐💐🏵🌹🌺🌹🏵🌸🌷⚘️🌻🌷🌺🏵🌹🌻⚘️🌷💐

damn what am i gonna do with all these?

maybe the children of barbarus can find a use for them...

[xamiipholia]

Horizon Machine Idea - The Abyssal

Lv. 55 Combat Class Aquatic Machine. Real-World Megafauna: Mesonychoteuthis

The Abyssal, like the Floodrage, has been designed as a countermeasure to Quen naval supremacy. Imperial expansion has lead to mass systematic machine harvesting as the Quen empire and their need for resources has grown - the abyssal was created by HEPHAESTUS to impede the culling of aquatic machines and is able to destroy aquatic vessels with alarming speed and brutality.

The Abyssal has been built using some of HEPHAESTUS' newly-integrated Zenith tech that allows it to have a semi-decentralized nervous system. Dismemberment will not render the arms inert - they will reanimate after a brief period and can be reattached by the abyssal using Zenith nanotech if left alone for too long. Any dismembered limbs or removed parts must be damaged beyond functionality as quickly as possible.

The Abyssal is armed with twin electrical flails, two crusher arms equipped with grinder saws, auxiliary shock coils, Purgewater jets, an adhesive jet that uses an electroconductive variety of machine adhesive, and a radar jammer. It uses two pairs of dorsal-mounted repulser turbines for propulsion and three-dimensional underwater mobility.

When the Abyssal has firm hold of a ship, it can divert power from its weapons systems to overcharge the thrusters, allowing it to drag vessels underwater.

Extremely dangerous. Do not engage without a machine mount or ship-mounted heavy weaponry.

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Okay actually this was super fun and I don't think I've ever done something quite like this before. It took a week on and off and gave me a chance to play around with a bunch of new painting tools. Still getting used to digital but - happy with some progress.

Horizon font found here: https://fontmeme.com/fonts/horizon-font/

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

The Reaper, painting by Stevan Aleksić (1876-1923)

[mostlyfate]

LEE DONG WOOK as GRIM REAPER GOBLIN: THE LONELY AND GREAT GOD (2016)

[tazzyz]

third case of TGAA1 without context and also some other stuff

[matchamabs]

some really shitty scribbles from the server all with questionable context. some of these were requests lmao. also the fabulous macho dog Lady Diamond, Princess of Venice Beach belongs 2 @inkythealien teehee

[clownowo]

Trying a new strategy to convince my friends Kazuma’s definitely dead (they don’t believe me) by indulging their jokes about him being secretly alive. You know they say a Japanese man’s katana is his soul so I guess he’s just wandering around soulless. Like he’s now an empty husk of himself. Haha that’d be crazy.

[thepenguisalive7]

Good news! His vision is not as black and white as yesterday!

Bad news, he locked himself with the soul vulture and also he hasn’t changed the sad gacha music yet.

[pinkhysteria]

- "How did you know my real name? I never told you what it is."