#and there are demons after them

[justwannabecat]

Trick or treat 👁👁🎃

@skittykittybean @grievingangelhopefuldemon @vesselofmanythings

Wait holy fuck when did you guys get here

Uhhhhh

I guess take this? It’s been sitting unfinished for a while, so I’ll just…

“Why would we want to stay away from the Reikai?”

“Well, I don’t know if you’ve heard of Japanese mythology, but most of the many, many creatures pictured throughout are absolutely terrifying.”

“So? You’re stronger than they are. I thought we established that when you fought those demons.”

Danny paused. His mouth opened and closed, no noise escaping. Finally he found the words he was looking for. “Ah. I… didn’t do a very good job at explaining power balance in the Realms. That’s my bad, I guess.”

“What are you saying?” Tim asked, dread already creeping into his tone.

“Well… Many of the creatures that live here do so on the basis of belief. Ghosts are somewhat believed universally, therefore no matter where we go, we are always very strong. However, other creatures are strongest in their own subsection. Like, Kitsune are ridiculously powerful. I might be able to defeat like, six or seven tails. But if we were to go through their territory, their power nearly doubles, and suddenly I can barely scrape by handling one with two tails. Get it?”

[sweet-cici123]

Has anyone done this yet? lol

[sodaneko]

・❥・+18; osasunayn

osasunayn but all three are just painfully obtuse to another's feelings after being friends for such a long time.

you don't question osamu's raging hard-on against your back when he stands behind you at a concert, your panties in his pocket, and suna is probably just a bit lonely during away games, why else would he call you in the middle of the night, camera flipped so you can watch him palming himself through his boxers while you read him some bedtime story smut.

suna thinks you're sending him semi-nudes in public as a friend and believes osamu just likes jerking off together for the locker room nostalgia.

osamu simply enjoys the feeling of your tongue swirling around his fingers when he lets you lick the leftover rice off them, tempted to find out about your gag reflexes, and thinks suna just looks so pretty with his eyeliner smudged, panting and humping his thigh during movie night.

just friends, right?

[benevolenterrancy]

who would win in an alcohol drinking competition? MaoMao, Wei Wuxian or Shi Qingxuan

Since WWX and SQX have special abilities (golden core,god hood, demonic cultivation,) they're all in their weakest state (wwx post golden core transfer and post-canon SQX)

This is also so Jinshi, He Xuans and Lan Wangjis pockets don't run empty from supplying the alcohol.

Hmm, I think it would go Maomao > Wei Wuxian > Shi Qingxuan u.u

(my argument being that SQX's entire bit in the Four Great Tales is that he was frequently drunk as a Middle Court Official. He has a decent tolerance but in this contest he gets drunk under the table first and is honestly having a great time with it. Wei Wuxian has an excellent tolerance, but Maomao considers it professional pride to be immune to poisons so she wins! Nothing stands in her way re: poisons!)

As for paying, I actually think Jinshi and Lan Wangji would be like... weirdly intense about being the one to pay. He Xuan does not suffer from that same affliction

[just-null]

HELLO HANTENGU NATION (5 people)

I'VE MADE AN [unofficial] HEIGHT CHART FOR MYSELF

Hantengu: 5"5 (166cm) Sekido: 5"9 (175cm) Karaku: 5"9 (175cm) Urogi: 5"9 (175cm) Aizetsu: 5"9 (174cm) Zohakuten: 5"3 (160cm) Urami: 8"5 (257cm)

[little aftermath under the cut]

they're so annoying. peace is nonexistent... they're the best ever.

[haliaiii]

america stuff

[fullscoreshenanigans]

Posuka Demizu's 2025 birthday art for Ray Complementary 2023 art

[tk-duveraun]

Yue Qi touches Xuan Su and knows the sword is right for him, but also that's he's not ready.

But he has to be ready.

It has to be now, Xiao Jiu is waiting.

He prepares to draw the sword anyway when he feels a tug (on the red string).

He's drawn Xiu Ya. This isn't his sword, but it's also not NOT his sword. He draws Xiu Ya from the wall. It doesn't bite back.

He goes to Qiu Manor. He doesn't spare QHT. She knew and she didn't help. And if she didn't know it's because she chose not to see.

Xiao Jiu comes to cqms and is quickly taken in by the qjpl. When it comes time for him to draw a sword from Wan Jian, he thinks someone is fucking with him. His cultivation is slightly late, but excellent and strong, why will none of the swords talk to him?

(Xuan Su nudges against his soul like an eager sheep dog, but SJ knows that unruly thing isn't his.)

In his humiliation, he hides on qdp with Qi-ge.

Only when he sees Xiu Ya it all makes sense.

He beats the crap out of Qi-ge, sarcastically thanks him for keeping his sword company and then goes back to qjp with Xiu Ya.

[dovewingkinnie]

i thought about james being in hell for more than a second and realized he'd just go after little demon helpers and bother them when he's not being watched even in hell he finds a way to be a menace

[oh-no-its-bird]

"Sometimes, I can't help but feel burdened by the weight of your emotions."

"Good."

u will not be seeing me writing them kissing in the main story but know that I have been thinking ab these fucking weirdos. These weirdos and their indescribably heavy baggage and the tension between them

The Hatake clan has always been haunted by the curse of doomed toxic yuri and yaoi since the warring states era fr

Early Konoha oc art pt. [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9]

[allastoredeer]

Pic I drew for the AppleRadio server ❤️❤️❤️

[vinnigami]

January 1 2024

Woe. My beautiful lamp army be upon ye.

Yes these are lamps I actually have in game. do you take me for some kind of fraud.

[roses-and-revolutions]

DP x DC prompt:

Daniel was seething. It's been a year since he left the league and they've already found him. Well, it was his mother who found him. Not that that was any better but at least it wasn't Grandfather.

It also shouldn't have taken him so long to dispose of those soldiers. They weren't even that capable. Far below his level and yet he struggled. He needed to resume his training soon or else he would become rusty.

He cursed himself for getting too comfortable with civilian life. Not that his life was comfortable, far from actually.

He had been adopted by a pair of mad scientist with no concept of lab safety; and for all the intelligence they had, they couldn't fathom how to properly take care of a child, leaving their daughter to take care of herself and now her newly adopted sibling!

He sighed. He was starting to get angry. He couldn't afford to get angry. Especially not at Jazz. She was only two years older than him and was doing her best. She's also the only good thing in his life right now meaning that he had to cherish her, not break her. (He wouldn't be like his brother)

His mind stayed on Jazz for a while before immediately increasing his speed. He really needed to resume his training. How could he be so slack to forget such a possibility! Daniel desperately hoped that his sister Jazz was okay and that they wouldn't dare.

Entering through his bedroom window he rushed straight to Jazz's bedroom. It was open. She wasn't there.

Daniel started to panic when he heard a muffed scream coming from downstairs. Adrenaline coursed through his veins as he rushed down the stairs and into the kitchen.

In all honesty Daniel expected the worse. To see his sister Jazz dead on the floor, thick red gushing from her neck, the scent of blood in the air. And there was blood, it just wasn't her's.

Daniel always prided himself on having a vivid imagination. It was a great way to escape after an especially hard training session with his brother. But he would have never imagined this.

In the small, laughably suburban kitchen of the Fenton household was a sight to behold. In the air were two mangled bodies, unidentifiable if not for the league's emblem still visible on one of them. And on the wall was a splatter, a rather big one. It wasn't blood. It was too dark to be. But whatever it was was very unlucky.

In the center of the kitchen was Jazz. Her arms were outstretched, burning sigils rotating at the end of each palm. Her eyes glowed a bright icy blue.

Upon noticing him everything stopped. She looked fearful. Tears threatening to come forth.

"Wait I can explain, just don't tell mom or dad! Please!"

Daniel, still a bit shocked but not as much, simply walked into the kitchen towards the cupboard. Taking out a clean towel he unsheathed he sword and began to clean it.

He looked over his shoulder towards Jazz. She didn't look as scared but her eyes still held some fear. So he spoke, making sure the still bloody sword was in veiw.

"I won't tell if you don't." He flashed a grin his tiny fangs peaking out.

Jazz sighed as in the weight of the world was lifted off of her. She looked at him and smiled.

"Mom and Dad aren't going to be back for a while. Wanna help me clean up?"

[whumpchester]

i often think about his elementary school teacher being the first demon/person he recognized before his prom date and his friend + they had so many teachers so this one mustve had a big impact on him and also like. sickening to think about them already following around sam as a child to "keep him on the right path"

[benevolenterrancy]

hi!! I think your art is *so cool* o(≧∇≦o)

do you think you could draw more moshang? either post canon or that au you did last time?? (baby mobei has my heart and all I own)

(˵ •̀ ᴗ •́ ˵ ) oh! how about return to childhood—moshang flavor?

don't question this king, shang qinghua, he knows what he's about

[lalalalalalakakakak]

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