#demon!mista

[trashgodsimp]

Did I just finish and post a MXTX-ified manhwa panel less than 24 hours ago? Yes, yes I did. And I'm posting another one. You're welcome.

I think I'll call this one, "WEI WUXIAN- WHEN I CATCH YOU WEI WUXIAN...!"

(PoV: Your brother couldn't kill yo a$$ with zidian, so he came back with a glock instead 💀)

[sammysficfactory]

☆☆ 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 ☆☆

sammy | 18 | i write oneshots | delusional | BLACK

𝘙𝘌𝘘𝘜𝘌𝘚𝘛𝘚 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘈𝘚𝘒𝘚: 𝘖𝘗𝘌𝘕

𝘞𝘐𝘗𝘚: N/A

𝘙𝘜𝘓𝘌𝘚

𝘔𝘈𝘚𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘓𝘐𝘚𝘛

𝘛𝘈𝘎𝘚

[imjayjayjoestar]

Alrighty guys im bored, lay it on me

Wanna make Jjba one-shots or headcanons but honestly at this point I don't care... The creative juices are flowing. Ask away, my lovelies my request are open.

[mxnaluv]

IM SO SORRY FOR BEING GONE SO LONG

I'm back tho so that's all that matters :)

Pretty

MDNI!!! 18+

GN!Reader

Getou Suguru, Albedo Kreidprinz, Rei Sakuma, Eren Jeager, Naruto Uzumaki, Choso, Aki Hayakawa, Mista Guido, Asmo, Xiao, Uzui Tengen, Hashirama Senju

“Pretty,” I said while playing with his long hair. His glistening eyes looked up at me as if he was begging. “Did you just call me pretty?” He said.

“Yes I called you pretty, now lay back down.” His head rested on my soft legs as he sat the comfortably. I started to make little braids in his hair and twirled little pieces of it with my fingers. He would groan when I massage his scalp; hearing it made me want to do it more.

my hands ran through his hair while he started to breathe harder. “Are you okay?” I asked” I felt his forehead and it was hot.

“You're burning up let me go-” I tried to get up but his strong arms held my legs down on the couch. I realized that he wasn't sick at that moment.

His hand gripped harder in my thighs to keep me still. “I'm not sick,” he said.

My heart started to race and the room became hotter from the intense stare that we both gave each other.

His hands let go onto my side, stood up, and crashed his hungry lips onto mine. His soft fingertips grazed my face as he kissed me.

The room was soon filled with breathy kissing followed by a few moans. I followed his lead and stood up with him. He gripped my whole body, and we explored each other's bodies.

He tugged on my shirt, begging me to take it off. I nod and the shirt slid off of me.

The rest of the night was spent with spiciness.

[soufi-draws]

Speedpaint time!!!

[dumb-teambucciarati-headcanons]

https://youtu.be/nxyMQUzOv58?si=fztWpiB5SIbCQlnz is this in the playlist

Yeah but Mista didn’t put it there and can’t delete it

[kapplovesu]

Mista Daredevil gives Queen Iceabelle some flowers :]

[hopelesslovebug]

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made these while i was at school

[n0cturna1-m3]

I keep accidentally bringing back old anime hyperfixations because new seasons come out and I've brought back 3 in the past week AND DEVELOPED A NEW ONE TOO I AM SUFFERING GOD HELP ME

LMAOOO LOOSEER IMAGINE THAT!! OCULDNT BE ME!!! also my wifi like exploded the other day and so my phone has been working in incrimints of five (seconds, minutes, who knows). its extremely frustrating.

[x-infernhoes-x]

At this point

I'm not sure but why is there an increasing amount of Guidfield Misgarf on my dash all of a sudden? DID I MISS A THING??? 😭😭😭

[nightmaremonarch]

jojo’s bizarre fantasy au BECAUSE I LOVE PART 5 AUGHHHHHHHHH

i rewatched the entirety of part five in the span it took to make this. Details about the lore and characters below the cut ^_^

Ok. I will be separating this based on character… in an attempt to be more organized. Included will also be my friend’s description that she gave for each character upon seeing the drawing.

Giorno Giovanna — Race, half vampire. Stand name, Gaia. Unfortunately lost his silly victory rolls, which have been replaced with donut shaped curls. Has a dream of usurping the Crimson King and ending his oppressive reign.

Friend’s Description: “‘pink is still manly for this era guys trust’”

Trish Una — Race, human(?). Stand name, Spice. I like to think she tries to maintain an air of elegance and superiority, but she’s just a kid who doesn’t particularly want to be in the situation she’s in. The princess of an underground kingdom? No way. She just wants to be Trish.

Friend’s Description: “Noblelady”

Guido Mista — Race, human. Stand name, Coitus Cluster (good god the creative juices are NOT flowing). Best archer, like, ever. Probably enjoys animal furs but is too broke to get any. Stinky loser.

Friend’s Description: “Robin hood.”

Pannacotta Fugo — Race, elf. Stand name, Purple Death. Former nobleman and still dresses like it. Had to limit the holes in his clothes because he is, unfortunately, not immune to being sunburn.

Friend’s Description: “totally not a vampire”

Bruno Bucciarati — Race, human. Stand name, Strings of Fate. I love him. He’s the love of my life. I may or may not have put the most effort into his outfit. He’s so beautiful. No notes. Also, since zippers weren’t invented till like… mid 1800’s, rather than zippers, he uses strings!!! Tugs on ‘em the way you would a loose hem…

Friend’s Description: “Italian nobleman”

Leone Abbacchio — Race, drow. Stand name, Rewind. It takes the form of a snake!! Because Moody Blues had them.. neck thangs. I don’t know. Anyways. Abbacchio coulda been drippier, but at the time of drawing I was running low on brain power.

Friend’s Description: “TOTALLY NOT A VAMPIRE”

Narancia Ghirga — Race, human. Stand name, Pheonix. Due to the fact that airplanes did NOT exist prior to some point in the 1900’s, Narancia’s stand is a bird. Probably breathes fire and can detect carbon dioxide… cannot come back from the dead though. Sorry buddy. Also, his left eye is blind from his eye infection. Sorry again buddy.

Friend’s Description: “peasant working on a merchant ship”

AND FINALLY:

Diavolo — Race, Demon. The Crimson King. He took FOREVER to draw. Especially those tattoos. I tried to make his color scheme salvageable, but seeing as I was working with Diavolo’s actual color scheme… it is not the best. Diavolo used to have wings as well, but after an incident that prompted him to go underground, they’re gone. He hides in the body of a halfling named Vinegar Doppio… though they are two completely separate entities.

Friend’s Description: “Dante’s homosexual Inferno”

idk if ill elaborate more on this au. depends on the reception of this…!! this is all just for fun… goofs and gaffs… love u sorry for only posting wips for months before this

also in this au i think stands would be called spirits/be spirits ok that’s all fr now bye love u

[fics-and-quotes-andthelike]

The Makeover and The Makeup

Title: The Makeover and The Makeup

Pairing: Angel Dust x reader (Platonic), Alastor x reader (mentioned)

Word Count: ~1,369

In which Angel Dust and the reader get into a fight in the middle of a makeover session.

A/N: Part 3 of the Never and Always series. It’s super short, but I still hope you enjoy!

Warnings: Mentions of Val, mentions of de*th, Angel being suggestive, ooc Angel maybe

When you had first struck a deal with the Vees, they had treated you with something that had almost resembled kindness. They had showered you in compliments and praise, feeding you false promises and empty words of endearment.

It lasted for two days.

After that, you were fair game. Fresh meat. A new toy for all three Vees to poke and prod at while you did their bidding.

But then came your knight in blood red armor, holding his cane in one hand and smiling broadly as he greeted you with a kiss to your knuckle for the first time.

You had stuck to Alastor’s side ever since.

But although you were more than grateful for his rescue, you couldn’t help but continue to feel a little alone. Alastor had saved you, yes, and he kept you by his side, of course, but he wasn’t exactly one to share feelings or stories. 

He did, however, listen to yours. 

After you had shared a particularly brutal story having to do with a certain moth demon, Alastor had come to a quick decision and swept you away to the Hazbin Hotel. 

When you arrived, you had found a group of souls that were just as broken as you were.

Especially Angel Dust. 

While your brief time with the Vees was nothing compared to Angel’s ongoing experience with Valentino, he seemed to appreciate that you had some semblance of understanding about what it meant to be Valentino’s target.

Meanwhile, you were just happy to find that you weren’t the only soul foolish enough to fall for the moth demon’s charms.

Ever since the two of you had found out about your shared past, Angel had practically taken you under his wing. He introduced you to Cherri Bomb, invited you when he was high strung and needed to go out, and confided in you when he had a rough day at work.

You had done the same, telling your stories about the Vees and your life Before and sharing your feelings.

The last point, though, you were beginning to regret.

“So he killed a guy for you, huh?” Angel asked as he circled you, admiring his handiwork.

“That’s not what I said,” you protested as you looked at your reflection in Angel’s full-length mirror. 

Angel stopped walking and raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms as he looked down at you. “You really think Smiles left the guy alive? C’mon, dollface, you ain’t that naive, are ya?”

You flushed and looked down.

“That’s what I thought,” Angel said, smugness coating his words as he began walking once again.

You looked back up and glared at him through the mirror. “You know, when I said you could give me a makeover, I didn’t mean I was going to be your personal dress-up doll. This is the fifth outfit.”

Angel stopped beside you, draping his arm over your shoulders and leaning into you as he admired his work in the mirror. “You knew what you were gettin’ into, sweet cheeks. Don’t pretend you don’t love it.”

You did love it. It was fun to let your guard down for a few hours and allow Angel Dust to release his creative energy. Not that you would ever say so to his face, of course.

“Besides,” Angel continued as he wandered away from you and towards his closet, rifling through the many options. “Your first official date with Mista Creepy was a hit, right? We’ve gotta change up your style a bit if you wanna get some,” he said with a wink in your direction.

Your eyes widened. “That is not what I’m trying to do,” you hissed. “Alastor is my friend.”

“Uh-huh. Yeah, sure.”

“He is,” you insisted. “He’s been nothing but sweet to me, and I’m not going to ruin the friendship that we’ve built.”

You tried not to notice Angel’s grimace in the mirror. It was a lot harder to pretend, though, when he turned around with an uncertain expression on his face, holding a dress to his chest and avoiding eye contact.

“Look,” he said hesitantly. “I know he seems…”

“Kind.”

“Right,” Angel said, scratching the back of his head. “But I’ve been talkin’ to Husk. About you and Smiles. He says you should be careful.”

You couldn’t fight back the burst of anger that rose in your chest. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Angel’s eyes widened as he held up his two free hands in surrender. “I ain’t sayin’ you gotta stop talkin’ to the guy. I’m just saying-”

“You don’t know him,” you interjected, jabbing a finger into his chest. “You don’t know anything about him. I know he’s an Overlord, but he’s sweet and he’s kind, and he’s never done anything to hurt me. He would never hurt anyone.”

You realized your mistake as soon as the words left your lips. It was foolish of you to forget. Alastor was your friend, of course, but he was also an Overlord. One of the most powerful Overlords that Hell had ever seen.

There was a fire in Angel’s eyes as he leaned towards you. “He already has. He’s done it to all those other souls he owns, and he’s done it to Husk. I know you love ‘im, but he ain’t a good guy.”

You spluttered and stepped back, trying to ignore the blush that coated your cheeks. “I didn’t say I loved him.”

Angel’s eyes narrowed, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. “You didn’t have to. I see how you look at him. It’s the same way I looked at Val before-” he stopped, looking down and away from you, shielding his gaze.

You felt your anger seep away as quickly as it had appeared. How could you have been so blind? Of course this situation felt familiar to Angel. You were a fool for not noticing any sooner. A fool, and a horrible friend.

Angel looked up, finally meeting your eyes. “I just don’t want you ta get hurt.”

You understood exactly what he was saying, of course. Alastor owned Husk’s soul, and despite never taking advantage of that fact when you were around, you had heard some of the stories from Angel. It only made sense that your friend was trying to warn you now. Someone he loved was already at the mercy of the Radio Demon. Of course he would do anything he could to protect you from the same fate.

You nodded, looking down. “I know,” you said quietly. 

You stepped forward then, wrapping your arms around the spider demon and squeezing tightly. “Thank you. For looking after me.”

For a moment, you received no response. Then, you heard the rustle of fabric as Angel dropped the dress that he was holding onto the floor, wrapping four of his arms around you and pulling you close. “That’s my job, toots,” he said quietly.

You held each other, a silent promise passing in between you as you gripped each other with all of the strength you could muster.

Finally, you stepped back, reaching out and grabbing two of Angel’s hands. You pressed them to your lips, one at a time, before looking up with a soft smile. 

“I hope I didn’t ruin the makeover,” you said with a gleam in your eye.

Angel grinned, reaching up with one of his free hands to ruffle your hair. “Not at all, sweet cheeks. Let’s get this show on the road.”

~~~

When Husk found the two of you later that day after searching for his usual drinking partner, he didn’t find two demons smiling together as they dressed up and pretended for a few hours that the rest of Hell didn’t exist.

Instead, he found two wayward souls on the ground, half dressed and half asleep, leaning against each other as they spoke in a way that only the closest of friends could.

They looked over at him, smiling and beckoning him closer, and drawing him onto the floor with them, where they spoke until sleep finally wrapped its kind arms around them.

They were still in the hotel, of course, but for the first time in a long time, these three souls finally felt like they were home.

A/N 2: Another part with more Alastor x reader is coming soon, it’ll be a continuation of A Dance in Death!! Let me know if you want to be added to the taglist!

Taglist: @severusminerva @anh4125 @midorichoco @rapturenyx @maybememoriesx @martinys-world @miyu-kii @axellovesalastor @mo-0-o

[greysdoods]

Mista Radio Demon 🎙️

[poppy-glitters]

AA Sprite redraws for my Golden Lawyers AU. Ace Attorney is consuming my brain once again.

Also big inspiration for Fugo being a loose canon in the courtroom from @sboopie ‘s Lawyer Fugo AU

More about the gang as lawyers below:

Giorno: novice defense attorney but skilled. Drives everyone insane (especially Fugo) for his crazy methods of cross examining and investigating crimes but manages to win. Heart of gold but still ruthless in court.

Fugo: He’s the Edgeworth of the AU, taken in by Diavolo (legendary prosecutor) at a young age and became a ‘demon prosecutor’. Gets crazy vicious in court and loses his temper. Giorno destroyed his perfect trial record and people get POPCORN when they face off in trial. Yes there’s Fugio. Yes Giorno saddles him with unnecessary feelings-

Bruno: Partner at Buccelatti and Co, the best defense attorney you can have. Extremely good at his job and does EVERYTHING to make sure his client is innocent if he believes in them. Very strict boss of everyone and yells at them to be professional. Leaves packages of food at the precinct for Leone. Fugo sometimes has lunch inside the office with him. Giorno worries Fugo’s spying for cases but Bruno and Fugo are just good friends.

Leone: dead inside detective. Hates his job and the constant salary cuts. Very useful in cases that Bruno needs help with. Nobody knows what is going on between him and Bruno but apparently Leone sometimes smiles when he’s around. Hates Giorno so much it’s concerning.

Mista: most like Phoenix Wright because this man is a mess. Almost died many times. Keeps getting accused of murder. Somehow wins a lot of cases by bluffing and not even knowing his client’s name. Has stalled in court for 2 hours before.

Narancia: the underestimated defense attorney. Prosecution calls him a moron and then he says ‘well THIS dumbass actually looked at the autopsy report and *science and street smarts to determine the murderer*. Has party poppers when his coworkers win.

[springlock64]

Introducing my JJBA Mythical AU!

Yes I have done this in the past with my KH mythical AU but! My mythical AU can be put to many different fandoms so of course I had to make a Jojo one. I actually drew out the main JoJos and JoBros as mythics YEARS ago that I didn’t share on here (and never will) but now I’m redrawing it for myself starting with my favorite part, Golden Wind

Fugo and Giorno Manga colors and explanations for why the characters are the mythics they are in detail under the cut :3

Giorno: Shapeshifter - A pretty strong start for Giorno but he has a lot of different Mythic DNA at play here with Centaur, Vampire and Harpy just to name a few so it makes sense, his favorite forms to be in is a Dear Syter, Rosy Maple Moth and a Dragon

Mista: Werewolf - due to his friendly and loyal nature it only felt natural to make Mista a werewolf, I based him off of a german shepherd but I’m up to feedback if that not the best choice

Narancia: Harpy - plane stand flys so Narancia must fly, simple as that. in this world there are two types of harpies, wings on the back and wings on the arms, Narancia is an arm winged Harpy

Bruno: Mermaid/Merman - Being the son of a fisherman and his knowledge of sea birds didn’t make this decision very hard to make, Bruno was practically made to be a Mermaid… his color palette did give me a bit of trouble lol

Abbacchio: Dragon - Coldblooded yet warm on the inside? Yeah he needed to be a dragon, but in this world Dragons are very rare due to poaching in the ‘20s for their scales especially if they had pretty colors, Abbacchio didn’t tell anyone that he was a Dragon, not even Bruno

Fugo: Syter/Ram - it seemed fitting to make fugo not only one of the more stereotypically angry animals but also an animal often associated with demons and hell cause let’s be real Fugo has probably been called a “Demon” or “Hell Spawn” before, plus I also like drawing hooves

[kapplovesu]

My Ocs, Mista Daredevil and Queen Iceabelle :3