#rattlin and bones tag

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Devildice fankids doodle masterpost #3

More of Rattlin and Bones (ft. Rattlin's hubby Rome, Devil & Dice, and my pirate AU)! This is probably the biggest doodle-dump post to date. Hope you enjoy! masterpost #1masterpost #2

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YESS I LOVE THESEEE AAAAADSGUAGSD Here's a couple of doodles I did with @hugsarethugs Princeton hehe

More princeton doodles but now also featuring @andrew-byass 's devildice family

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Lore by Other Clans

Hello! Surprise! I'm trying to compile a list of links to organize lore by other clans to spread and give back to a community that's been really supportive of me and my lore. That's what that post I made earlier before finals was for.

This is just a list of organized lore I could find mainly from people who've responded to my post. If I missed you or you have lore of your own you'd just like to share, PLEASE FEEL FREE to add on your lore in the reblogs/replies! This is meant to be a positive community post, and I want us to celebrate all the work we've done for our clans!

@kc-rising https://kc-rising.tumblr.com/tagged/My%20Lore

KC has a number of lore groups, and I am particularly fond of the Neon Fangs! What a cool aesthetic and take on lightning flight.

@fr-jedicreed https://fr-jedicreed.tumblr.com/tagged/Bio

Jedi has some really beautiful dragons, and is sharing lore in the form of finished bios on tumblr. The idea of a tiered city is also particularly unique and interesting.

@goannafr https://goannafr.tumblr.com/tagged/sunflower%20fields%20clan

Goanna has some entertaining and well written lore! I particularly love Rattlin' Bones. Lots of great art and writing- go check this clan out!

@primrose-fr https://primrose-fr.tumblr.com/tagged/Sornieth%20Adjacent

This is just a small piece of Primrose's work, but she's done a lot of fantastic pieces of art. There's a lot of great art and lore with this clan!

@chaosnebula https://chaosnebula.tumblr.com/tagged/kaleidoscope%20clan%20lore

Chaos has some great and neat lore. I'm particularly in love with Construct... what a perfect little assistant!

@mask-fr https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/3079781

I will constantly rep Mask's lore... I really like reading it! Go check out Bittersap's lore thread, as Mask has been putting a lot of work into it. Great art and interesting worldbuilding!

I'm also going to be reblogging individual lore posts by others! Please show lore writers/artists some love, they put a lot of work into personal projects for not much recognition.

[just-here-for-the-moment]

💀 57 Days Until Halloween! 💀

I decided to do a daily Halloween music countdown of my favorites, in no particular order… here’s “Rattlin' Bones” by Preservation Hall Jazz Band

Tagging my “Halloween All Year” chicas: @anaaaispunk @justanotherblonde23 @babiiface95 @the-ginger-hedge-witch @dihra-vesa @anxiousandboujee @mandocrasis @juletheghoul @prettylilhalforc @pintsizemama @silverwolf319

“Everything bagel” tags: @javierpinme @fisforfulcrum @honestly-shite @bastillealmighty

[whumpqin]

Day 31: Comfort (Whumptober 2020)

And here’s the final one!

Characters: Nereus (POV), Captain Adair

Taglist:  @lonesome--hunter @strahlenderzynismus @whump-only

CW: Alcohol, creepy comfort, creepy/intimate whumper, tied to a bed, restrained, monster whumper, noncon touching (nonsexual), misconception that noncon is happening (from whumpee’s side) that don’t amount to anything, talk of choking, and maybe others that I’ve forgotten. Let me know if I need to tag anything!

Word Count: 908

It’s one of the more peaceful times that he has gotten, so far.

It’s also one of the worst.

Nereus blinked his eyes slowly, trying to still his beating heart so that he could rest. That was what he wanted to do after all, get some sleep after an arduous day of wandering around the ship. It had been insisted somewhere along that line that he go with the Captain, and Nereus wasn’t allowed to refuse.

Wrists squirmed, tied above the headboard. It was like that so he didn’t try anything while he was here, and quite frankly Nereus understood that, at least. He wouldn’t trust anyone to relax with him in a bed, either.

His heart skipped as the arm snaked around his torso pulled him closer just a fraction. The Captain hummed as he shifted his head, careful to not spear his trophy as he moved. His light blue eyes, their faded pupils, were distant, staring at the wall while lost in thought. Nereus swallowed as he felt the Captain coil around him more, tangling their limbs together while a tail wrapped around one of his ankles. He breathed through his mouth, and Nereus wrinkled his nose at the clear smell of alcohol on his breath.

The Captain was drunk.

He forced his head to shift to the side, breathing in fresh, briney air from the other side of the bed. The Captain's head fell into the crook of Nereus’ neck, breathing in deeply in the form of a hum and a sigh, his cool nose like a small piece of ice against his skin.

“Mm, y’smell like dirt,” the Captain murmured, his voice a gentle vibration Nereus felt on his entire left side. “‘Minds me of the mainlan’.”

Nereus shifted just enough to furrow his eyebrows at him. From the way the Captain smiled, half lidded eyes that were still unfocused on him, he could tell it was a good thing at least.

Fingers began to trail his jawline, making him freeze as they pressed against the bone there. Absent minded and explorative, like he was tracing over parts of Nereus that he hadn’t been able to before. The Captain’s hands drifted down to his neck, tracing his Adam’s apple before pressing his hands against Nereus’ throat. A few more presses against the side, and he could feel his pulse faintly thrum against his Captain’s fingers.

“Oh, your heart’s beatin’ awful quick, Roo. You scared of being close t’ me?” His voice was lowered to a whisper, breath running over Nereus’ ear as he spoke. Nereus nodded quickly, quietly, unable to speak a word. The fear that clung to the back of his throat wouldn’t allow him to. The Captain laughed softly as he lightly squeezed Nereus’ throat with his large hand. “Really? Mm, I guess I could see that, bein’ as helpless as you are. Could choke th’ life outta you, no one’d know, y’know?”

The Captain continued to poke and prod and press, and Nereus gasped to force his lungs to keep working despite the feeling. His eyes were watery as he looked over to the Captain, asking, begging him not to do anything. He didn’t know how he would be able to bear the memory of it.

He snorted, a light chuckle drifting from his alcoholic lips. “‘M just sayin’. I won’t do that t’ ya, Roo. Too warm.” 

The Captain’s hand withdrew, curling around Nereus’ head to dip up into his hair. The Cambion’s entire body shifted as their limbs tangled further together, his tail uncoiling to slide even higher. Nereus felt the Captain’s lips press against his temple as nearly his entire weight pushed on his chest. He gasped again, struggling to move away from him when he felt a hand slide down his ribs. No, no, he couldn’t let the Captain do that to him, he couldn’t please-

“Shh, shh, still, Roo, still,” the Captain whispered in his ear, digging cruel fingers into his skin to force him to stay. “Can’t get comfy wi’ you squirming about. Calm… that’s it…”

“Captain,” Nereus whispered, barely audible despite the silence in the cabin. “Captain, please, please don’t please…”

“Hush, Roo. Stop moving so much. There we are,” he said as Nereus did what he was told, moving across his skin with ease, now. As the Captain settled, curled around his prize, he sighed. “You’re skittish. Too much rattlin’ ‘round in that noggin’ of yours. Relax tonight, alright? You’ve been good ‘nough.”

The Captain lifted his head, pressing a small kiss to the side of Nereus’ cheek. A frequent feeling against his bruises and wounds, but now an open display of affection. He forced his nerves to relax, his wrists to stop unconsciously tugging in an attempt to get free. From the corner of his eye he saw the Captain grin, fangs baring far too close to his skin.

“There’s a good boy. Now get some rest, you’ve got work t’morrow. Oh, an’ Roo?” The Captain rested his head against Nereus’ shoulder to get more comfortable.

Nereus forced a hum from his nose, too afraid to speak.

“Don’t tell a soul about this, alright? I’ll fuckin’ rip your throat out.” Then, his head buried itself into the crook of Nereus’ neck again. “Goodnight.”

He swallowed thickly, sure that the Captain could hear him, as he forced himself to speak. “Y-yes Captain. Good… goodnight, Captain.”

It was going to be a long night.

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YESSS adorable baby boys 😭

@andrew-byass and I discuss little scenarios of our DevilDice kids meeting, so I had to draw a little something. Rattlin and Bones are really cool and Andrew does awesome art that you should check out!

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@winter-soltis thank you for the tag ! i hope i can give u a new rec >:3 i’m bolding my personal favorites on this list!

rules: we’re snooping on your playlist. put your entire music library on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, then choose 10 victims.

Ponkotsu No Ningyou No Uta by Kikuo ft. Hanatan

Boys Will Be Bugs by Cavetown

The Hunter by Adam Jensen

Omen by Guilhelm Desq

Desert by Awkward Marina

Now Or Never by Mystery Skulls

Rattlin’ Bones by Kasey Chambers and Shane Nicholson

Devil by Slayyyter (KIRA Cover)

15 Step by Radiohead

Starlight Brigade by TWRP ft. Dan Avidan

tagging: @kirbapy, @starmansymphony, @psikind, @king-boos-boogaloo, @collaberal-damage, @wingsthephoenix, @vexx-ation, @thatoneartyishperson, @coryzares, @ars-daemonum

[bepisdrink]

tagged by @armedandnervous 😌

A song with a colour in it:

Orange Coloured Sky - Nat King Cole

A song with a number in the name:

32 Footsteps - They Might Be Giants

A song that got you through a rough time:

Shameika - Fiona Apple

A song that's used in a tv show you like:

Birdhouse In Your Soul - They Might Be Giants (in an episode of Pushing Daisies)

A song with your name in the title:

I was gonna say there isn't one and that Diamonds on the Soles of Her Shoes by Paul Simon is the closest I can get cause it's sort of in the lyrics BUT just found a whole EP that dropped last year called Talana. It's by Kazuna and I like it. Chill beats

The last song you listened to:

Well now it's Talana - Kazuna but before that it would have been

Rattlin’ Bones - Preservation Hall Jazz Band

Your most listened song:

I Lost Thursday - They Might Be Giants (according to spotify)

A song you remember from childhood:

Desdemona’s Building a Rocket Ship - Jimmy Buffett

idk who to tag so anybody pls give this a crack if u wanna!

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uncontrolled transformation

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// rattlin and bones (king dice and the devil fan kids)

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ACK NO WAYYYYY MY BOIS MY LADS OMGGG I LOVE HOW YOU DREW THEM! 😭

Thank you so much omg this is amazing

Dijgdnjeidjx I love this ocs sm 😭

Rattlin and Bones by @andrew-byass!

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1. How old are you?  I am an Old at 31. 2. What’s your current job?  I’m a full time student now, but previously I worked on cars for a living. 3. What are you talented at? I can play guitar.  I knit.  I’m a former art graduate - I did fine arts and digital arts.  I write excellent academic papers. 4. What is a big goal you are working toward (or have already achieved)?  I’m working toward my doctorate in history.  Only three more semesters of undergrad left (for the second time) and I’ll be almost there. 5. What’s your aesthetic?  18th Century sailor meets post-apocalyptic wasteland meets soft pastel grunge. 6. Do you collect anything?  Sock yarn.  So much sock yarn.  Bottle caps - I’m preparing for the future.  Pens, especially gel pens.  Pops. 7. What’s a topic you always talk about? Pirates.  Hector.  Knitting.  Not in that order.  History in general.  Food, as anyone will tell you. 8. What’s a pet peeve of yours? Being talked to first thing before I’ve had coffee.  Don’t do it.  I’m mean. 9. Good advice to give?  Listen, kids.  I know it’s hard, but do wtf you want to do in life.  Don’t let other people hold you back from the things you want, or you’ll be like me, coming into it a little late.  I let my parents influence my choices too much for my first time in college and now that I’m doing what I actually want to do, I couldn’t be happier.  Also, if he/she is an asshole?  Dump them.  You’ll be better off for it. 10. What are three songs you’d recommend? kasey chambers; rattlin’ bones mazzy star; fade into you this mortal coil; i want to live Tagged By: @luckycaptainaubrey Tagging: @changing-roads @pearlsparable @roipirate and anyone else that wants to, I guess, Idk who’s been tagged and who hasn’t?

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list 10 songs you’re vibing on currently, then tag 10 mutuals:

i was tagged by the c**l @suburbanmomjeans

a long and happy life // delta rae

one hundred million years // m. ward

she is // ben rector

what ifs // kane brown, lauren alaina

broken halos // chris stapleton

skin & bones // eli young band

never had // oscar isaac

maggie mae // kaia kater

sister death // look homeward

rattlin' bones // kelsey chambers

if you wanna do this then go ahead lol you can say i tagged you but on God i am so lazy right now i do not wanna tag a single person

[worldsentwined]

Jukebox Reveals!

Since Jukebox Exchange creators have been revealed now, I can share what I wrote! For those who aren’t familiar, Jukebox is an exchange for creating original works based on songs. I did my main assignment and also a treat.

Bread and Oranges (written for Eccentric_Hat on AO3) Song: Harmony Hall by Vampire Weekend Rating: Teen Archive Warnings: None (do mind the tags, though) Relationships: Original Nonbinary Character/Original Male Character Words: 8213

Twelve years after Sovran and his men invaded, the hall of the Stone Singers still stands - but no one has been able to call on their magic.

Some people want to find a way to change that. Some people just want to avoid notice and stay alive. Sometimes, those people care deeply for each other. Somehow, they'll make it work.

Sorrow Knocks (written for @minutia-r​) Song: Rattlin’ Bones by Kasey Chambers and Shane Nicholson Rating: Teen Archive Warnings: None Relationships: Original Male Character/Original Male Character Words: 2316

By day, Jonah mines unburning coal. By night - if you can call it night, in this place - he brews coffee and entertains a visitor.

I hope you all enjoy them, I’m very proud of them!

I also got a lovely gift from AO3 user ApolloMojave, based on Secrets - Cellar Door by Radical Face. You can read it here! 

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DevilDice fankids doodle masterpost

Meet Rattlin and Bones, the Dicephalus Parapagus Dibrachius twin sons of The Devil and King Dice. They may have their Pops' die heads, but their eyes and smile evoke that of their Father.

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DevilDice fankids doodle masterpost #2

A compilation of more doodles of my conjoined twins Rattlin and Bones. Featuring Dante, Diablo (the red Dice twins), and Dominic (the white and purple demon) who belong to @tomdragamer

Exploring a bunch of different ideas, including their adult designs, Rattlin having a boyfriend when he's an adult (his name is Rome), the boys having demonic powers as an offshoot from The Devil, Dice being anxious about his boys health and wellbeing etc...

Rattlin and Bones masterpost #1

[herethereberodents]

So I decided to write something based on the tags, cos I like the idea of put-together Richard Ellis bein nervous and soppy :)

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'Do you ever worry?' Thomas began, and Richard's eyes fluttered open. He was dozing, and Thomas was so engulfed in his anxiety he'd not realised.

'Hmm?' Richard looked at him, eyes bleary with sleepiness, and studying his face now, Thomas couldn't ever imagine Richard's face - so at peace - in a state of panic. 'Circumspect', he had said a year ago, and it'd served him well. Thomas doubted Richard Ellis ever gave himself reason to worry. Richard Ellis, who had never reached to caress a handsome Turk's face while valeting for him, or snuck into someone's room and condemned himself to certain imprisonment, all for the want of love. But it'd been a year since the start of their correspondence, and Thomas wasn't sure whether to feel optimistic about their chances. They'd not been caught yet, but as he lay, naked with his legs tangled between the sheets and Richard's limbs, it'd only take one onlooker to obliterate a year of 'circumspect'.

'I've just never known you to be nervous about all... This.' Thomas gestured vaguely between them.

'I don't follow?' Thomas' heart leapt at the inquisitive expression crossing his lover's face, rather like a puppy who'd been given a new command.

'Have you ever felt nervous?'

Of all things, Richard laughed, 'Bloody hell, yes.'

'Well, when? I'm here, rattlin' my mind at the thought of every second bein' the last and you're halfway asleep as if-- as if this were all perfectly legal.'

'O'course I feel nervous. Can feel m'stomach in my throat whenever there's footsteps, can feel my ribs shake with my heart at the sight of policemen. My mouth goes dry as anythin' when we check into a hotel, like this, 'cos we have to rely on people mindin' their own business if we're to have anythin', n' I don't trust people to do that.'

'Well you play it off very well.'

'But thing is, s'all pretty mild, really.'

'Now I don't follow.'

'The most nervous I've ever been, I thought I were gonna faint. My head felt dizzy, sort of like I were drunk, but not the pleasant kind. N' I thought my breakfast would come up right there on the floor - n' the thought of how embarrassin' that'd be made the head stuff worse. Had to hold my own hand to keep from shakin', n' I were gaspin' for a drink my mouth'd gone so dry. Felt hot n' cold, n' like I were suffocatin' all at once. So havin' experienced that, everythin' else just feels so mild.'

Thomas tried to picture Richard in such a state, and it made him smile.

'Was that the first time you got to meet the King of England?'

'What? No? That were more of a "don't fall over on your first day, Richard, for fuck's sake", but nothin' so drastic. No, that were everythin' I felt when I gave you the pendant.'

Thomas hadn't a clue how to process that. And obviously it showed, because Richard was laughing at him again, and apparently Thomas had moved away in his disbelief, because Richard was shuffling closer, and whispering to him.

'You have the most profound effect on me, Mr. Barrow. I were already quite fond o'you, when you teased me about dressin' the King.' Thomas could feel Richard's hand at his hip, running a gentle thumb over the jut of his hip bone, his other hand tucked beneath his pillow.

'Then,' Richard continued, 'when you stood beside me while I made that phone call-- I were hell bent on impressin' you, y'know? Every time you laughed I thought "good, alright, we're not makin' a total mess o'this".' Thomas graced him with a laugh then, which made Richard beam.

'And then-- N' I thought this might've been the peak of my nerves, when you weren't at the pub n' I thought I'd stuffed it. But you came out of the police station, and told me you'd been a silly boy, well I knew I were too far gone, then. Smitten, I was.'

Richard's hand drifted up his body to rest at Thomas' neck. Thomas, who was stunned to silence, hanging desperately on every word for no one - not ever - had confessed to feeling for him so strongly.

'Then we were in your office. N' I knew, I knew what I wanted. I wanted to give you the pendant, I wanted to kiss you silly, then drag you upstairs n' kiss you some more. I wanted to see you again. Heck, if I had the choice I wouldn't've let you out my sight. D'you know, I have never been more proud of myself than when I managed to tear away from you when that... Anthony?'

'Andy.'

'Andy, when he popped his head round the door. Model of self-restraint, I was.'

'Indeed.' Thomas cursed himself, for two syllable answers were all he could manage, and Richard was pouring his entire heart out.

'Indeed. Because I didn't want to let you go, Thomas. Not from my arms, not from my sight. N' when it came to it, to givin' you that pendant, I were more than nervous, I were petrified. You got me, Richard 'Circumspect' Ellis, kissin' you square on the mouth with the door open. Got me lookin' at you like a lovesick school child over the breakfast table. Got me on the verge of tears at the thought of London when everythin' I want is in bloody Yorkshire. N' then... What was it you called me? A "friend".'

Thomas gave a shy, close-lipped smile, casting his eyes down to Richard's chest. In truth, he'd said that so as not to make assumptions, in case Richard didn't feel the same. Obviously not something Thomas needed to worry about at all.

'I could've slapped you, Thomas. If you weren't such an open bloody book, I might've thought you were serious.'

'How'd you know I wasn't?'

'Because you looked like that. Flustered n' shy. N'hopeful. I was so worried about messin' it all up, Thomas. That you'd think me foolish, or forward, or both. I thought you the most special thing. Still do. So yes, o'course I feel nervous. As nervous as any of our sort have to be. But m'grateful too, that I get any of this. I get you. N' s'pose things do go south, n' we do get caught, I'll have all these memories of you, of us, to entertain me for the rest of my life.'

'You ought to quit your maudlin, Mr. Ellis.' Thomas could feel a tear, then another, roll across his face toward the sheets. Thomas, notorious for his razor wit, and cunning mind, rendered close to speechless at the idea anyone could hold him in such regard. That every time he'd think of how he met Richard, he'd recall it with new perspective.

Richard was flush against him now, their lips moving against each other like they were always meant to find their way back eventually. And Thomas was so overcome, so sure that every fibre of his being, every nerve and muscle, existed for love of Richard Ellis.

richard ellis is SO nervous in the pendant scene. i wanna be able to read his mind