#demon hunk

[attleboy]

sorry it took me too long to draw this guy i had to: 1. learn how to do a gummy effect, and 2. try to draw him in a way that doesn't make it obvious i'm a furry failed that last one but yknow what i'll take what i can get 👍

[kyleishorny]

same, but in the dark

[jhsharman]

The Dirty Demon

I guess the first line does foreshadow the civilian identity of the villain, business top of mind, though dropping it emphasizes the super- villain's stated purpose in life. I could go either way.

Initially they stuffed in the word "chauffeur". It has been more properly relettered in reprise. Somewhat notable too -- is the "n" in "The Hunk" -- the Dirty Demon's henchman -- a stylistic choice or a reshuffling change from the already taken "Hulk"?

Blue to violet.

[baraadmirer]

Making an arduous trek up the mountain, the warrior stops for a moment and looks at the landscape behind him. A bounty was put out for the investigation into a few disappearances in the nearby city. Foul play was suspected, and demonic traces were found. Looking over his magic sword that was enchanted by a wizard that departed to the wilderness before him, the warrior trudges into a forested section of the mountain. In this hour of twilight, nary a creature makes its presence known. His senses, however, tell him otherwise.

As he walks down a dirt trail, a stout figure suddenly bursts out of the underbrush. A beefy demon in a torn shirt dashes out in front of the warrior, growling at him. "So you finally show yourself, eh? You'll go down soon enough." He draws his blade right as the monster charges at him. The warrior deftly steps out of the way as he raises his sword over his head. "Too easy." He brings it down on the demon's shoulder, splitting it open and spraying him with sickly green blood. "Fuck!" the warrior sputters as he spits out the small amount that went into his mouth. The demon falls to the ground lifeless. He kicks the body over and examines it. There's something oddly familiar about the face, but he can't place it.

The warrior continues on his way. Patches of dirt have taken on a dark obsidian sheen and the air begins to stink of brimstone. The trail ends before a sea of trees. The odour intensifies as he moves forward, slicing brush in his path. The foliage thins into a covering. As he sets a foot out of the trees, he hears chanting and magenta energy coalescing in the center.

A grizzled burly demon clad in a cape looking into the center gathers the energy around a floating crystal in the middle of the meadow. "Yes, my masters," it cries out. "Soon we shall open a portal into this realm for your conquest!"

"So demons are trying to invade our realm, huh?" the warrior asks rhetorically as he prepares himself for battle. The creature turns around and a pang of recognition flashes across his face. "You... you're the one who gave me this sword!"

"Ah, it's you." Getting past the sudden increase in musculature of the person he once knew, the warrior realises with dread that he had seen the one he slew earlier: it was a bartender who went missing two nights ago. "I didn't realise the power my masters could give me." The demon wizard looks down and stomps on the ground, leaving a deep imprint. "If all this infernal magic could make me this powerful, imagine what it can do for you," eyeing the warrior's barrel-like chest.

"Never!" the warrior snarls. "The most I can do for you now is to put you out of your misery. He lunges at the former wizard who starts flinging balls of dark energy at him. The warrior deftly repels each and every one of them.

"Very good," the demon wizard laughs. "Even you will have trouble with this, though." Mirror images suddenly appear around them and move quickly.

"Something like this is child's play," scoffs the warrior as he focuses on his sense of touch, feeling the slight breeze of the real one moving touch his skin. "You're right there!" With one fluid motion he thrusts his sword out at the crystal, impaling the demon in the chest.

The former wizard lets out an unearthly screech. "No!" he yells as the gem shatters. "My service may end here, but you will continue in my stead!" Reaching out towards the warrior with an arm, the wizard funnels his demonic essence into his victim before falling limp.

The warrior cries out in pain as the searing heat radiates from his chest to his limbs and an ethereal blue flame rises from his body. He feels the call of the abyss, ordering him to conquer the realm. "No, I will not be your slave!" he cries out painstakingly.

As the flames lick his skin it takes on an unnatural light purple hue, and his armbands slide down his forearms and become gold. The warrior feels each muscle expand with each pulse of power, and his thighs rip out of the fabric constraining him, with only his codpiece guarding his maleness. His steel footwear manages to withstand most of this infernal transformation as they strain to contain his newly-enlarged calves.

The warrior lets out a roar as he grabs hold of his blade. As he holds it he feels the urge ebb away into a small recess of his mind. He wraps his cloak tightly around him as he makes his way back into the city. Surely the priests in the church would be able to rid him of the affliction. He runs off in a hurry, trying his hardest to ignore the tingles of pleasure running up his spine as the forces of hell feed into his muscular vessel.

[apprentice-s]

thanks for the support on bassist keith he's my special little guy

[crookedlykawaiibunny]

I did another AU. Don’t think too hard on this okay? It was only meant to be a fun thought. Like don’t question what demon Lance has or if Allura has the same abilities as Lance. Cause I don’t know. Unless you have a really cool reason or idea then I’m all ears! 👀👂

[breath-of-bara]

This fire is out of control

[myreygn]

look i know poly relationships are a thing and i accept tengen has three wives but all i'm saying is he could have four

[fitbearcatcher]

Ink n wet clipped fur

[runicillusionist]

Demonic Warlord

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[kyleishorny]

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH EVERYONE!

[headcutoff101]

[studlysnargle]

Day 17: A creature living near molten lava!😈

[wizzard890]

okay so picture this.

You're a man named Jim Steinman. You are one of the most prolific songwriters of the 80s. In your spirit, output and essence, you are eternally popping a wheelie on a motorcycle while a hot half-naked woman clings to you and bats wheel in the sky above.

You wrote a song in which Meatloaf plays a hideously disfigured hunk who steals a nubile lady back to his crumbling manor and introduces her to the pleasures of magic lesbian group sex.

You wrote a song in which Celine Dion sings as Heathcliff from Wuthering Heights, dancing with Cathy's corpse on a beach in the moonlight; a scene which you, Jim Steinman, believe should have been in the book. (The moors of Wuthering Heights are landlocked, but you, Jim Steinman, are too fucking real to care about that.)

You wrote the song for the opening scene of the movie Streets of Fire, in which evil leatherdaddy Willem Dafoe leads his malefic motorcycle crew into a concert to abduct Diane Lane while she's wearing a skintight satin jumpsuit.

You wrote a song in which Bonnie Tyler wanders a haunted boarding school as literal demon twinks gyrate at her out of the fog.

There is no peak of goth camp that you, Jim Steinman, have not summited, no horny energy you have not tapped. They say that Alexander the Great wept when he saw there were no more worlds to conquer. But you, Jim Steinman, are not Alexander the Great. You, Jim Steinman, are better. You, Jim Steinman, have vision.

You take your most successful song, the song everyone knows, the most big-haired, white dress, gothic arches, doves flying, possessed choir boys chanting, bombastic song you have, and think: what if this, but with vampires.

And so you change the lyrics to be about death and infinity and a powerful bloodsucking lord seducing a girl who is ALL ABOUT IT, and then toss off a whole musical for this song to be the centerpiece to, and the musical is bad but it's also a weird hit that's been staged in fourteen countries and revived seven times, because nothing has ever whipped as campily, as ridiculously, as perfectly as this:

It never takes off in America. A prophet is without honor in his own land. But that doesn't matter. How could it matter? You are perhaps the most creatively self-actualized man who has ever lived. Look at that vampire. He's coming in hot and a hundred Venetian nuns gave their lives to make his ludicrously capacious lace sleeves. Look at that girl. She was born in a fog machine. She wore her best red velvet cape. She's down bad. She's singing Total Eclipse of the Heart the whole time.

You are Jim Steinman, and you have reached apotheosis.

[stanleyjeremybeast]

It's that time of year again...Gourdo the Pumpkin Demon contributes to spooky season!

[mcalibur-art]

Duality.

If you can't decide which side you're on, choose both. 😇😈

A commissioned artwork.