#based on Saturn Devouring His Son

[curlytsunamiart]

murder

(lineart only ver.)

[mistydragonflyart]

SPOOKTOBER 2023 - EGO DEVOURING ITSELF

Something something mourning the death of your younger self and hoping you’ve actually grown and changed and you’re not just killing yourself. Something something wishing people would stop seeing you as the girl you used to be. Or something.

[gorgeousdan]

[spectrecomms]

A lovely and disturbing piece recreating Saturn Devouring His Son, made by @yoku-yukihime! Thanks again!

[ataraxiaspainting]

Heyy!! I don’t know if you still do Chrollo fics , but if you’re doing recommendations/commissions , can you make something like where the readers like “do you think you’ll kill for me one day?” and he’s like “yes. of course I will my darling” ?? It’s based off a sound I heard somewhere .. I think the song is called “I want it all” by Lana del ray. Thank you!! 🫶

damn he really would say that huh?

Bad Habit.

Yan Chrollo x F Reader.

Synopsis: “Where there is carnage, there is beauty.”

Warnings: Yandere themes, unhealthy relationships, general anxiety and uneasiness, references to disturbing works of art (Saturn Devouring His Son, The Nightmare, Ivan the Terrible and His Son Ivan), manipulation, and talks of violence.

Word Count: 900.

*~*~*~*

There are as many things people can see as beautiful as there are shades of light shining through a prism.

Spectrums are quite common along with comparison and placement. It varies greatly from person to person, their preferences and their life experiences and their joys, and their fears.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, yes, but the eye of the beholder is also the window to their soul, to their psychological responses and traumas and memories of a past that would rather either be forgotten or worshiped. Every soul is different, and there is beauty in that. So, why do you find the heart and soul of Chrollo Lucilfer, whom many would call beautiful if they never knew him for what he truly is, so, so simply lovely? It does not have to do with his mannerisms or his confidence or his knowledge of virtually everything in this world, you concluded one day, after receiving yet another call from him, with him, as always, asking general questions like if you miss him and such. It is because he is the only thing I can cling to that will stay here, with me.

You cling onto him like a lost puppy, yearning for any sort of affection they can get no matter the cost. You did that when he first transported you from one place to another with hardly regarding any words from you on the matter. You do that now, in this art museum, full of unfamiliar faces and unfamiliar artwork and unfamiliar architecture. You missed home, back then. You still do now, and Chrollo still does not care one bit.

His hand is like a cuff, his arm like a chain, as he walks with you from one room to the next. But, still, it is the only thing that keeps you from falling apart.

So, like a sort of dance, you two move in sync. It is up to Chrollo as to if or when you will stop. It is never up to you, after all.

Does Chrollo enhance the horrific allure of these paintings, or does he once again bring all the attention to himself?

*~*~*~*

“Mythology often comes from our own woes.” He says, pointing upward, slowly, to Cronos’s eyes, which are bloodshot and large and dark. “A popular theory was that Goya was representing an oppressive government through Kronos, and the son that was prophesized to kill him as an adult represented the people who had started to revolt. But others don’t see it that way, oddly enough.”

You don’t respond, you simply look at the beheaded infant, which looks so soft and so rotten at the same time, with blood and deskinned chewed flesh running down his neck. He fits into his father’s hands perfectly, like he was made to be eaten.

*~*~*~*

“While most incubi are written and drawn as physically attractive creatures, this one in particular looks more akin to a gargoyle than that of a man.” He hums, and you can feel his hand wrap more tightly around yours. Not so much in a strangling, hurtful way, but rather just in a sort of reminderful way. “Maybe Fuseli was trying to make sure that the point of what the incubus really is is sent across to the viewers?”

With not a single word coming out of your mouth, a sure sign that you are zoning out his words, he squeezes a bit tighter to get your attention back where he wants it to be.

“What do you think, beloved?”

Once again, instead of answering, you choose to remain silent and focus your attention on other things. So, you look around. To the floor. To your high heels. Everything else, anything else. Only silence remains for a few more moments, but when the silence is not enjoyed any longer with another increase in his grip, you decide to answer before you get yourself into trouble.

“...I… I think that maybe it deals with sleep paralysis.”

Chrollo widens his eyes and smirks, and from those actions alone you know you have created a believable lie and concept that is sure to be amusing to him.

You’re forgiven.

*~*~*~*

“Historians say that the son’s death was the point of no return for Ivan.” A cradling of the arms and a Cat’s Cradle are the same; they both trap those within them.

Eyes are still eyes, whether they are real or not. Ivan the Terrible’s show a thousand tragedies and a thousand other faces his destiny could have worn, if he pushed the other one aside, if he had the strength to.

“Just like how Ivan was his son’s undoing, his son was also his.”

*~*~*~*

“...Would you ever kill for me?”

Violence is often not the only path Chrollo can choose to take. His words can be another, albeit that road will be much longer, and less smooth.

Who knows what he will choose when the hour of the heist comes to fruition when the art can finally be grasped and never let go of?

Which path do you prefer?

Which path does he prefer?

Do you prefer to be threatened with sweet honey that sticks to your skin or is so hot that it burns it?

“Of course, my dear.”

What you find grotesque, like the way the topic of violence is spoken so naturally from you and him, Chrollo always seems to find beautiful, like the way your moving lips are so lush.

…

Paintings are often just a reflection of how the world is, after all.

[abscondminded]

Idk first post

(Painted over and based on Saturn Devouring His Son)

[exilethegame]

Is there an iconic/classic piece of art or media that you associate with each of the main cast that sums them up on an aesthetic level for you as the writer? (for me, I associate Freedom w/ the ecstasy of st teresa)

THE ECSTASY OF ST TERESA YOU SAY??? Oh my god I am so obsessed with that statue that it isn't even funny. I wrote an entire essay about the most obscure topic ever in a cultures class just to have the excuse of talking about it 💀

Anywho-- I selected the art based on meaning instead of aesthetics. I didn't really realize I was doing it until half way through, and then I decided to just stick with it.

CW: Blood/gore

MC: Fallen Angel by Alexandre Cabanel

Vethna: The Hesitant Fianceé by Auguste Telamouche

Nikke: The Return of Marcus Sextus by Pierre-Narcisse Guérin

Jost: Clytemnestra Hesitates Before Killing the Sleeping Agamemnon by Pierre-Narcisse Guérin

Amilia: Apollo and Daphne by Bernini

Sabir: The Death of Caesar by Jean-Léon Gérôme.

Syfyn: Requiescat by Briton Rivière vs. Lady Justice by Raf Grassetti

Freedom: Tamara and Demon by Konstantin Makovsky.

Marcelle: Ivan the Terrible and His Son Ivan by Ilya Repin.

Emeline: Pietá by Michelangelo

Esmerelda: Loki and Sigyn by Marten Eskil OR The Execution of Lady Jean Grey by Paul Delaroche...

Trystan: Saturn Devouring His Son by Francisco de Goya

...

Aridivus Naulvonte: Sacrifice of Isaac by Caravaggio.

[fancytunamerchant]

This was my senior project, we were tasked to create something inspired by a famous piece/artist’s work in general. This is based off Saturn Devouring his Son by Francisco Goya

[toastyeggy]

Rumble Down Under, Sly 3: Honor Among Thieves. 2005. SuckerPunch.

I apparently forgot to post this here lol anyway it's based off of Francisco de Goya's painting, Saturn Devouring his Son.

[sukunasbabygirl]

Fratricide.

Painty sketch based on the theory that Yuji ate the remaining Death Paintings - his brothers, loosely inspired by Saturn devouring his son! I may come back to it and make it a finished piece with proper detail eventually.

[lavenders-emergency-machete]

Red Devouring His Mothra, circa 2024.

This piece is based on the infamous Saturn Devouring His Son from 1823. I reread Godzilla NES and this came to me like lightning out of the blue. A bit sloppy, I know, but I'm also not one to paint often, as it's not a medium I'm too familiar with, digital or not.

[tweedstoat]

Pause......Saturn Devouring his son by Goya but it's Jaehaerys with his daughters.

Especially because there's some debate as to whether the person being eaten is a man or a woman based on the figure.

[m0rb1dspade]

My Grand highblood piece for the Bloodlines: Makaras edition zine!

Download the full thing and check out the other cool artists! ouo

Its based on Saturn Devouring His Son

[nnugatoryextravagance]

"Based on your likes!" is the most tumultuous tumblr feature to ever exist because lately it only ever gives me something just so unabashedly vile or overwhelmingly annoying that I get a new stranger to add to my blocklist, or the website just out of nowhere personally reaches out of my phone to grab me by the penis at 6:30 in the morning while I'm still busy processing the fact that I'm alive, OR I just get another random funny post about the painting saturn devouring his son by francisco goya or something else, my dashboard is a nightmare, no, I refuse to turn it off.

[maealderxb]

Was your Fogscreech fan art based on Saturn devouring his son or am I worm brained

DUDE

How did u know...