#behemoth the demon cat

[karaviav]

(im @ex-karaviav reuploading my stuff!!)

the master and margarita shitpost ft behemoth the demon cat 🦀

#behemoth the demon cat #the master and margarita #master and margarita #мастер и маргарита #mikhail bulgakov #margarita nikolaevna #woland #korovyev #my art #russian lit memes #russian literature #literature fanart #artists on tumblr #digital illustration #digital art #animatic #storyboard #m&m #ruslit

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Hello how are you,

You said you follow a lot of series. What other series are you into? What series of manga do you have? And which series are you willing to experiment with?

I follow too many fandoms to count, from video games to books, manga, movies, and stuff in between to count them all. My newest series I've gotten into it Delicious in Dungeon, it's funny and well written, but I'm still new to that.

As far as the manga series I have:

-Record of Ragnarok

-Overlord

-My Hero Academia

-My Hero Academia: Vigilantes

-One Punch Man

-Komi Can't Communicate

-Tokyo Revengers

-Monster Musume

-Ancient Magus' Bride

-Let's Buy the Land and Cultivate it in Another World

-Hunting in Another World with my Elf Wife

-Flying Witch

-That Time I got Reincarnated into a Slime

-Demon Slayer

-XXX Holic

-XXX Holic Rei

-Cardcaptor Sakura

-Cardcaptor Sakura Clear Card

-I've been Killing Slimes for 300 Years and Maxed out my Level

-I was a Bottom-Tier Bureaucrat for 1500 Years and the Demon King Made me a Minister

-A Centaur's Life

-Machimaho: I Messed up and MAde the Wrong Person into a Magical Girl

-The Alchemist who Survived Now Dreams of a Quiet City Life

-Spy X Family

-Plus Sized Elf

-Plus Sized Elf Second Helping

-The Titan's Bride

-I'm not a Succubus

-Nurse Hitomi's Monster Infirmary

-Sailor Moon

-Ah My Goddess

-Otherworldly Izakaya Nobu

-You Like Me, not my Daughter?

-My Room is a Dungeon Rest Stop

-Me and My Brothers

-Ouran High School Host Club

-My Love Story

-Honey So Sweet

-Magic Knights Rayearth

-Thigh High

-Wish (by Clamp)

-Eyeshield 21

-Who Says Warriors can't be Babes?

-Giant Spider and Me

-I Married my Best Friend to Shut my Parents Up

-Manly Appetites

-Our Dining Table

-Saki the Succubus

-Saber Marionette J

-Miyuki-Chan in Wonderland

-Satan's Secretary

-Shirahime-Syo (by Clamp)

-My Girlfriend is a T-Rex

-Chobits

-Cyborg 009

-Saiyuki

-Saiyuki Reloaded

-Magi

-Love Hina

-Negima!

-Negima?! Neo

-Suppose a Kid from the Last Dungeon Boonies moved to a Starter Town

-No Need for Tenchi

-Sorcerer Hunters

-3x3 Eyes

-Street Fighter II

-Sakura Ganbaru!

-Street Fighter Alpha

-Street Fighter III Ryu Final

-Hetalia!

-High School of the Dead

-My Dress Up Darling

-The Way of the Househusband

-The Masterful Cat is Depressed Again Today

-Yakuza's Guide to Babysitting

-Beauty and the Feast

-My Senpai is Annoying

-A Man and his Cat

-In the Land of Leadale

-Drugstore in Another World

-Farming Life in Another World

-Bofuri

-Savior's Book Cafe Story in Another World

-Magic Artisan Dahlia Wilts No More

-I'm a Behemoth, an S-Ranked Monster, but Mistaken for a Cat, I live as an Elf Girl's Pet

-Wood Woof Story I told you to Turn me into a Pampered Pooch, not Fenrir!

-Cutie and the Beast

-Ms. Kozumi Loves Ramen Noodles

-If It's for my Daughter, I'd even Defeat a Demon Lord

-Reborn as a Polar Bear: The Legend of how I became a Forest Guardian

-Restaurant to Another World

-So I'm a Spider, So What?

-Kaiju Girl Caramelize

-She Professed Herself Pupil of the Wise Man

-Kuma Kuma Kuma Bear

-I Shall Survive Using Potions

-Reincarnated as a Sword

This one took me a while lol, but I have been collecting my series for over 20 years now so I guess that's understandable.

[metidax]

Behemoth: the demon of gluttony (and somehow a cat)

The first mention of Behemoth we find in The Book of Job where it is described as a huge grass-eating animal. The animal could look like a regular hippo or like mythical chimera.

It is noteworthy that in Biblical Hebrew the word “behemoth” named animals in general or domesticated ones so the meaning is quite wide.

According to the Bible, Behemoth isn’t the evil spirit; he became a demon in Middle Ages with the creation of demonology. Behemoth turned into a demon of gluttony probably because of his enormous size. Different demonologists wrote that Behemoth is able to take shape of big animals (including wolf, dog or cat). Actually, the ability to change the appearance is associated with Satan and his satellites.

Behemoth incites people not only to excessive use of food and drinks but also to lust: the demon can even turn into women to seduce men.

In addition, he encourages blasphemy and swearing. Besides temptation of the people, Behemoth arranges feasts in hell, work as Satan’s cup-bearer and as night-watchman of underworld.

Some demonologists assumed that Behemoth was a throne of God (angel who hymn the Lord) and kept the talent for singing after falling from Heaven. He also has a horn sound of which terrify sinners.

During the Apocalypse Behemoth should fight with Leviathan - another enormous demon who lives under water. Allegedly, demons will kill each other and their meat will become a dish on the feast for the men of God. According to another version, Behemoth and Leviathan are married.

Perhaps the most notable appearance of Behemoth we find in the novel Master and Margarita by Bulgakov, in which demon takes a shape of big cat with human habits. Moreover, in the end of the novel he turns into human boy, a cup-bearer as a reference for demonologists’ classification.

#demons #demonology #classic literature #master and margarita #behemoth #mikhail bulgakov #russian literature

[gayest-classiclit]

Classic Literature Sexyperson Tournament; Round 1

propaganda:

Behemoth:

he’s a sexy cat. anthro nonhuman, probably has a gajinka design somewhere but also he canonically has a human form he is big boy brick shithouse he’s extremely dramatic and a troll a lot of people find him annoying in the story he’s a demon suitguy probably european chaoslord criminal bastard clown with his bestie koroviev

Anatole and Helene:

(for Anatole) he sucks! bisexual swagger though, and clearly a pretty decent seducer.

(for Helene) she also sucks but mostly just because Tolstoy hated women. she's bi and hot and vapid in a way that screams good for her.

#tournament poll #classic lit sexyperson bracket #r1d #round 1 #the master and margarita #war and peace

[twistedtummies2]

2024 Discount Options

Well, ladies and gentlemen, it is now time to announce the Discount Options for 2024. Yes, you read that correctly. These are the discount options for the whole year. Now, one thing must be made clear: THESE OPTIONS WILL NOT BE OPEN ALL YEAR ROUND. Discounts will be offered in February, April, July, and October. If you have an eligible story signed up for any of those months, discounts will apply. If you do not, then the discounts do not apply. However, this same list will be used throughout the year; I will link you all back to it as a reminder during applicable months. As a result of this, I will be offering more options than usual. There 50 characters you can choose from, separated into a number of categories. In order to be eligible, the character must play a major role in the story, such as the main protagonist/antagonist, or a strong supporting role. Every given month the discounts apply, ONE commissioner may use ONE of these characters at a time; if you are looking at this during a discount month, and see a character listed as [TAKEN], that means they will not be eligible again till the next discount month opens. With so many characters to choose from, I am hoping there will be no lack of desirable options for at least one, if not both, of the sites I presently write comms for (FA and Tumblr). If you choose a character on the discount list, your commission fee will be brought down from $15 per thousand words to $10 per thousand words. It is the same discount that applies to my OCs, which does last all year round, so they will not be listed here. If you have any questions, comments, or concerns, contact me via private message. Do not attempt to claim anybody or talk business in other regards by commenting on this or any other journal or submission. Shouts are right out. Attempts to do so will be deleted, and possibly ignored. With that said: NEXT ELIGIBLE DISCOUNT MONTH - FEBRUARY (OPENING DATE: 16TH)

DISCOUNT OPTIONS

CHESHIRE CATS Boris Airay, from Alice in the Country of Hearts Chessur, from Tim Burton’s Alice Movies The Disney Version Kyle Knock, from Lost Alice.

BIG BAD WOLVES Death, from Puss in Boots: The Last Wish Grey Wolf, from Grey Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood Grimm, from A Villain’s Twisted Heart Mr. Wolf, from The Bad Guys Wolfrun, from Smile! Pretty Cure (a.k.a. Ulric, from Glitter Force)

TWISTED WONDERLAND Azul Ashengrotto Fellow Honest Leona Kingscholar Malleus Draconia Ruggie Bucchi

LION KING UNIVERSE Janja Kovu Makucha Simba

HAZBIN HOTEL/HELLUVA BOSS Alastor Husk Loona Lucifer Morningstar Stolas

DC/MARVEL Blob Ember Killer Croc King Shark Parasite Venom

MY HERO ACADEMIA Katsuki Bakugou Eijiro Kirishima Izuku Midoriya

HOUSAMO Alp Behemoth Macan

FATE/ Julius Caesar Gilgamesh Mordred

MISCELLANEOUS Alice Asmodeus, from Welcome to the Demon School! Iruma-kun Arataki Itto, from Genshin Impact Beelzebub, from Obey Me! Bowser, from Nintendo Diablo, from That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime Dragon King, from The Monkey King Fel, from Campfire Cooking in Another World With My Absurd Skill. Felicia, from The Great Mouse Detective Po, from Kung Fu Panda Reptile, from Mortal Kombat Salem Saberhagen, from Sabrina: The Animated Series Satan/Sadao Maou, from The Devil is a Part-Timer!

Let’s see how many of these guys get stories, and how often, before the year is out. XD

#commission info #2024 commissions #my writing #fanfics #kink fics #non-kink fics #discount options

[kokorohatsaru]

It's been a long time since i do art trades, i like this character a lot, you should go check out the meowvil comic series :3

#meowvil #90sanime #oldschool #retroanime #vhs #newgrounds #80s anime

[lisystrata]

Woland-Gaft. The Master and Margarita

In my opinion, the film adaptation with the participation of Valentin Gaft in the role of Woland was by no means the most successful of all known productions based on this novel (1994). However, the very image of Woland, embodied by Valentin Gaft, seems ideal to me. This is the iconic Woland. Better than him to play the role of Messire could only Conrad Veidt, probably.

He was wearing an expensive grey suit and imported shoes of a matching colour. His grey beret was cocked rakishly over one ear; under his arm he carried a stick with a black knob shaped like a poodle's head. He looked to be a little over forty. Mouth somehow twisted. Clean-shaven. Dark-haired. Right eye black, left — for some reason — green. Dark eyebrows, but one higher than the other. In short, a foreigner.

Then the writers long and unsuccessfully wonder what country he came from and who he is by nationality:

`A German...' thought Berlioz. `An Englishman...' thought Homeless (Ivan Besdomnyi). 'My, he must be hot in those gloves.'

'Excuse me, please,' the approaching man began speaking, with a foreign accent but without distorting the words, 'if, not being your acquaintance, I allow myself... but the subject of your learned conversation is so interesting that...'

Here he politely took off his beret and the friends had nothing left but to stand up and make their bows.

'No, rather a Frenchman ...' thought Berlioz.

'A Pole? ...' thought Homeless (Ivan Besdomnyi).

'You've been invited here as a consultant, Professor?' asked Berlioz.

'Yes, as a consultant.'

"You're German?' Homeless (Ivan Besdomnyi) inquired.'I? ...' the professor repeated and suddenly fell to thinking. 'Yes, perhaps I am German ...' he said.

After the death of Mikhail Berlioz in a tram accident, Ivan Besdomnyi tries to pursue Woland and his entourage:

Ivan gasped, looked into the distance, and saw the hateful stranger. He was already at the exit to Patriarch's Lane; moreover, he was not alone. The more than dubious choirmaster had managed to join him. But that was still not all: the third in this company proved to be a tom-cat, who appeared out of nowhere, huge as a hog, black as soot or as a rook, and with a desperate cavalryman's whiskers. The trio set off down Patriarch's Lane, the cat walking on his hind legs. Ivan sped after the villains and became convinced at once that it — would be very difficult to catch up with them. The trio shot down the lane in an instant and came out on Spiridonovka.

Director of the theater Variety Styopa Likhodeyev (Stephen Evildoer), Mikhail Berlioz's neighbor in communal apartment number 50, wakes up hungover and sees a stranger in front of him. Subsequently, the stranger will be Woland:

'Professor of black magic Woland,' the visitor said weightily, seeing Styopa's difficulty, and he recounted everything in order. Yesterday afternoon he arrived in Moscow from abroad, went immediately to Styopa, and offered his show to the Variety.

In the end, Woland's entire retinue appears in apartment number 50: the jesters Koroviev-Kletchatyi-Fagot (Koroviev-Checkered-Bassoon) and Behemoth the Cat (Cat Behemoth), as well as the demon Azazello:

Before the Satanic Ball:

'Hella, it's time,' said Woland, and Hella disappeared from the room. 'My leg hurts, and now this

'Allow me,' Margarita quietly asked.

Woland looked at her intently and moved his knee towards her. The liquid, hot as lava, burned her hands, but Margarita, without wincing, and trying not to cause any pain, rubbed it into his knee.

Finale of the ball in May in a Moscow apartment:

Woland was in some sort of black chlamys with a steel sword on his hip. He quickly approached Margarita, offered her the cup, and said imperiously: 'Drink!'

Margarita became dizzy, she swayed, but the cup was already at her lips, and voices, she could not make out whose, whispered in both her ears: 'Don't be afraid, Queen ... don't be afraid, Queen, the blood has long since gone into the earth.

On the balustrade of a Moscow house shortly before leaving the city:

'And what is that smoke there on the boulevard?'

That is Griboedov's burning,' replied Azazello.

'It must be supposed that that inseparable pair, Koroviev and Behemoth, stopped by there?'

'Of that there can be no doubt, Messire.'

Again silence fell, and the two on the terrace gazed at the fragmented, dazzling sunlight in the upper-floor windows of the huge buildings facing west. Woland's eye burned like one of those windows, though Woland had his back to the sunset.

Visit of Matthew Levi:

But here something made Woland turn his attention to the round tower behind him on the roof. From its wall stepped a tattered, clay-covered, sullen man in a chiton, in home-made sandals, black-bearded.

'Hah!' exclaimed Woland, looking mockingly at the newcomer. 'Least of all would I expect you here! What have you come with, uninvited guest?''I have come to see you, spirit of evil and sovereign of shadows,' the newcomer replied, glowering inimically at Woland...

#The Master and Margarita #mikhail bulgakov #woland #Behemoth the Cat #novel #film adaptation

[thebeingofeverything]

The post from @teuf-el here reminded me I have this Master and Margarita aoex au planned 🙌 if I only had the time between this and my million other aus/wips 🥲 it'll technically be a prequel to the Briar Rose au series showing interactions between the kings before Mephisto decided to pursue the clone research and Azazel was still running around in his vessel. Mostly I just wanted to explore past shenanigans between the demon kings 😩

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Professor and Ambrosius

Set in Russia before Abduxuel's death, Satan's arrival, Azazel's crystallization, and Lucifer's madness. Pre-Lucifer's decision to try the clones on Mephisto's suggestion. Faust is still alive, but beginning to consider suicide from grief. Faust is the Master who Mephisto wouldn't let die after his heartbreak and so stuck him in the asylum after convincing him to publish his novel. Margarita is still Marguerite from the actual Faust novel. Do a mesh of Faust and Master and Margarita plots.

Mephisto has to teach Amaimon the ✨importance of human currency✨ and why he can't just slap a handful of precious gemstones on a counter in exchange for delightful human creations. (BRS throwback).

Amaimon would prefer never paying for another thing again than be stuck in one of Samael's long-winded lessons.

And Abduxuel and Azazel are just along for the ride.

Amaimon is Hella, the succubus who's beginning to rot noticeably, though only to the extent Mephisto is in canon.

Behemoth is the cat.

Abduxuel is the patchwork man aka Korovyev, Mephisto is Woland.

Azazel is Azazello, but swap he and Hella's roles/personalities to match Amaimon's and Azazel's.

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I have more for this but it's in my wips doc lololol

#tboes fic #au #blue exorcist #Mephisto Pheles #Amaimon #Azazel aoex #ao no exorcist #master and margarita #Abduxuel

[needleanddead]

actually i think this is the peak of my artistic ability and i will never make something as important as this picture of percy (soulless sleep paralysis demon who preys specifically on the weak and vulnerable) cuddling behemoth (ordinary tabby cat whom he loves very much).

#🦇 pip squeaks

[hompunkulus]

Bestial Sorcery

The devil Beliar in front of the gates of hell, woodcut, Augsburg 1473

Lilith is also known as the 'screetch-owl.' When she was excommunicated, she was outcast to the desert with the hyeanas and serpents.

Sammael is the serpent in the Garden of Eden.

Leviathan is the Oceanic Dragon with Seven Heads.

Behemoth is a bipedal elephant.

In folklore the magical lodestone comes from the belly of the frog who is Satan in disguise. The black cat, the bat, and the wolf are all relegated to the vampire, who is also known as the Son of the Devil.

Beasts and monsters have been allies to the Devil and Witch since time immemorial. Echidna ('she-viper') is considered the mother of monsters in Greek Mythology, and is the wife of Typhon ('hurricane'), an avian-serpent like giant.

Hekate has many forms, mostly bestial. She is know as Leader of the Dogs (Skylakagetis), serpents (Opheôplokamos ‘Coiled with Snakes’, ‘With Snaky Curls’), but is also known for appearing as a bull-formed (Tauromorphos), cow-eyed (Boopîs), and 'she-wolf' (Mormolykeia).

In Japanese mythology there is the goblin demon king Sōjōbō, the red faced goblin with raven wings. Under Sōjōbō are the kerasu, the humanoid crow mountain warriors. There is the nodeppo, the flying squirrel vampire, the bakenekko, two tailed cat, the white demon cat who taught swordsman philosophy, magic, and of course, swordsmanship. The most famous is the nine tailed fox kitsune, a shapeshfting witch. Even more, there is the kappa, the hollow headed turtle demon found among small bodies of water.

Japan, as you can see, has a rich history of bestial demonic creatures. Some are merely mischevious (bakenekko), some are extremely brutal (nodeppo and kappa), while some are more grey (tengu).

Bestial Ritual

Ritual is a great way to acheive bestial mindset and structure. My prefered way is to make a little fire and pour some fresh herbs into it to make a blazing fire with unique smells in a private outdoor area. If privacy permits, strip down to nothing to really get into the shape of the beast. Mimic its sounds and movements to the best of your ability.

Since my current living situation makes it near impossible to really engage in bestial psychodrama as mentioned above I use my martial arts as a way to mimic animals. The style I was taught utilizes eight different animals, so taking that knowledge I can adapt those animal shapes into whatever animal I choose.

I also have certain workouts dedicated to certain animals concepts, or I manipulate basic calisthenic movements to make them fit into the animalistic form. Such as air squats with a jump I call Bullfrog Squats, there is already a pushup varation from Judo called a Scorpion Pushup, and a WeckMethod Squat I call the Phoenix.

Play and enjoy. Bestial magic is less about results in love or career and more about opening your consciousness to its instinctual nature. As a Satanist/Chaos Magician, it is best to learn to play in the magical arena then be bogged down by illumination so much. Illumination has its place, but especially for the younger people out there, magic is about suspenaion of disbelief to achieve a sense of freedom. Bestial Sorcery is an excellent method.

#mutant sorcery #syzygy of psyan #elder itch #luciferian #agnostic satanism #black flame #punk #sub-spiritual bacteria #chaos magic #bestial magic #the beast #therionick magic #shapeshifting #animal magic #animalist #animism #ritual energy #bestial energy

[doxiedreg]

Ask game: 2, 7, 22? :]

2. what's your favorite thing about your style I absolutely love the way I render things and how colorful and vibrant my art is! And! How I try to make the background a real environment for the character featured in it, even if abstract. I know that's 3 things but I think i deserve a lil confidence boost for myself 7. show us a WIP

god I have so many abandoned art pieces and also just concept sketches to visualise ideas. I'll throw in a few here, this is a question that can be asked multiple times

old thorn sketches im still very fond off, especially that big headshot

attempt number 300 to create a behemoth form for thorn that im satisfied with, i dont know why it's so fucking hard. I am not 100 percent happy with this one either. I just want him to feel unique, massive and heavy with some bull and big cat influence. I also want to include tusks since in mythology the behemoth is often elephant like

Vampire demon lord Thorn AU because i love putting my favorite boy in different constumes. again not satisfied with this design. Also haven't rped it in a while so my muse for it is gone at the moment but maybe it will come back some day. This thorn is so fucking angsty and bitter you have no idea. Has so many huge walls around his heart If you want to see more wips/unfinished graveyard pieces you guys will just have to send ask number 7 again 22. what inspires you? In my childhood, the dragonology books were a huge passion and creative influence for me. Especially the illustrations by douglas carrel. Another book illustrator that i was kinda obsessed with was chriss riddell, just love how detailed their illustrations are Ghibli studio's style I always love. Just watching their movies is such a treat, I always feel so full of inspiration. As for current inspirations? Honestly the artists I follow and the music i listen to. I always draw the best art when my spotify shuffle liked songs playlist has just the right flow and it fuels me! And when I see other artists share info on their characters or glimpses into their oc projects it makes me want to work on my characters!! And when my fav artists upload an art piece with such good shapes and colors and compositions?? Augh it makes me want to draw. Oh an animatics! I love watching animatics! Especially for musicals they are so fucking good and so many talented artists it fills me with joy. just gives me straight up shivers!! Another thing that fuels me is the reactions of you guys and my friends! I want to share my characters and art and use them to engage with people. Get them interested in my world, inspire them, just engage with the community, get talking! So yeah art is very important to me haha. Normally I get really mad when im in a dryspell like this but seeing how i drew 18 art pieces last month im cutting myself some slack haha, i deserve some rest after that, especially since my routine and energy levels are extremely wack right now, i need to recover. Heck that turned out way longer and more passionate than i expected, I hope you didnt mind the ramble! Feel free to send more questions owo

#ardate #answered ask

[karaviav]

(im @ex-karaviav reuploading my stuff!!)

today i raise you: margo the witch queen from the master and margarita 🫀🐈‍⬛🥂

#we're really at it now margarita nikolaevna #the master and margarita #master and margarita #мастер и маргарита #margarita nikolaevna #woland #behemoth the demon cat #behemoth #korovyev #mikhail bulgakov #russian literature #russian lit memes #my art #digital art #digital illustration #artists on tumblr #m&m #ruslit

[s-creations]

The Lost Child - Chapter 10

Once, when the land was young and new, the Gods, the  demons, and the mortals lived together. The world shaped by the battles between the Gods and the demons. Mortals attempting to thrive with what  they could, living on the lands created by beings stronger than them. Eventually creating a connection with the Gods through shrines and  offerings, in turn the Gods granted their protection.

When the  number of demons grew, the amount of power diminished. Those deemed too  weak were cast away. A tentative agreement was reached between those outcasted and the mortals. Demons allowed to live in the structures  mortals had built. It was a slow process, but a calm living was  eventually reached.

All seemed well. Until the Gods and powerful demon suddenly disappeared one morning. No reason, no explanation. Those  left behind having to wonder what could have happened. It was  all…strange. Worrisome. It was a clear sign something was wrong. Now it was just a question of when it was all going to fall apart.

Fandom: LEGO Monkie Kid       Rating: Teen and Up Audiences         Relationships: Shadowpeach, Freenoodles, MK&SunWukong&Macaque, MK&Pigsy&Tang, Mei&MK&Redson       Warnings/Additional Tags: Lots of Characters, Everyone’s here, A lot is going to be changed, Rated Teen for just in case, Found family, Returning to Parents, There’s gonna be fluff and fighting, There’s plot - trust me.

Huntsman was silently berating himself for getting caught so easily. Now stuck sitting at one of the booths in the restaurant. He’d attempted to sneak away, once. Which resulted in the blue cat that had been carried by the other demon hissing loudly and calling attention. The water demon immediately at Huntsman’s side to sit him back down before he could get too far. 

Even though the behemoth had yet to raise his voice or even throw a punch, the spider demon was on edge. Because something about the other demon told Huntsman to not cross him. 

So there he sat, eyes darting between the water demon and the clearly angry cat now stationed on the table to keep an eye on Huntsman. Watching as the other demon carefully maneuvered around the comically small kitchen. Said being occasionally muttering something before finally emerging with two cups and a kettle with steam pouring out of the spout. 

“Sorry for the wait! Pigsy’s moved his supplies around from the last time I was here. But nothing helps soothe nerves like a fresh cup of tea between two budding friends.”

Huntsman inches away as best he could as the water demon as the other sat across from him. Eyeing the cup of tea as it was handed over. Giving a tentative sniff, not finding anything wrong, and taking a cautious sip. A palette of fruit washed over his tongue. Not overly sweet but absolutely refreshing. His face must have betrayed his surprise because he found the water demon smiling at him.

Huntsman quickly worked his face to a more neutral appearance before muttering, ��It’s fine.”

“Don’t fret. You’re allowed to enjoy things in your own way, don’t feel embarrassed. I’m Sandy.”

Huntsman stared the other down. Giving a name so willingly to someone who’s clearly an intruder was a foolish move. It made the other seem open and vulnerable. But if this fool wanted to keep his defenses low, so be it. It’ll be a mistake he’ll pay for later no doubt.

The spider demon cleared his throat before saying, “Huntsman.”

“Well met Mr. Huntsman, pleasure to meet you. Don’t suppose you could tell me what you were doing in MK’s room?”

Huntsman knew the water demon had to have some connection to the family. It was, however, hard to pinpoint how strong of a relation it was. Sandy knew where rooms were, but commented how the chef had moved items around. Meaning he’d not been here for a while.

Taking a sip to mull the information over further, Huntsman replied with, “I was asked to pick up a few things for MK. Something suddenly came up and they had to leave suddenly, family related I believe. But they left in such a hurry they forgot to grab a few essentials.”

“Ah, so you know Pigsy and the family!” Sandy beamed.

“...In a way.”

“Well, I will admit, I did stop by today because I got a strong aura reading coming from the city. A bad one. Made my skin crawl to be honest and realizing it was coming from here…makes me even more worried. I don’t suppose you know what’s happened?”

“No, just that it was a family emergency.”

“I do hope everything is okay,” the water demon frowned, “I hope you don’t also mind me asking as to why you were leaving through the window? Or why you attacked me?”

“I…thought you were an intruder and tried to run because… I’d rather not have a confrontation.” 

“A fellow pacifist! Or, well, almost one, you did attack me. But I’m going to assume you just started on the path.”

Not even close.

“Yep,” Huntsman said quickly, “You got me. It’s…difficult to start off.”

“Don’t I know it, but don’t fret. The first few steps are going to be the hardest. I have a few groups who’ve helped me out that you could also benefit from. Oh, and I’ll give you my number as well! It’s just a sealine, not a cell phone, so I might not answer all the time. But I’m happy to talk whenever you need me. It’s beneficial to know you have people supporting you already.”

Huntsman couldn’t argue as he was handed a few pamphlets and a scrap of paper with a number written on it. The spider demon was stunned by this while Sandy merely smiled.

“Uh…thanks. I’ll keep this in mind.”

“Of course! More than happy to help. And I can also recommend some fantastic teas, that’s helped keep me focused from time to time. Are you more of a fruit or spice guy?”

“I don’t really know.”

“Not a problem, we can figure it out. I can give you a number of recommendations to pick from. Let’s see…” Sandy started to pat himself down, frowning in thought. 

“I doubt my…local store carries tea.”

“Then it’s a good thing I always carry backups!” 

Another wave of surprise hit Huntsman as numerous boxes of tea suddenly littered the table. Some were already open, a few bags spotted resting inside. Some were new, unopened still. There were teas that promote health, better sleep, being more awake, clearer skin, it was just a little bit of everything. While Huntsman’s eyes traveled over every box with clear confusion, Sandy got to work. Selecting a relatively empty box, the water demon grabbed a bag from different teas.

“This one has a wonderful tang of mixed berries. One of a casual spiced tea, a little bit like Earl Gray. Have you had that before? No? Well, guess you’re getting one of those as well. This one's good to have in the morning and this one will help you sleep better and…ah!” 

Sandy’s smile never faulted the entire time he was selecting. But it seemed to grow brighter when collecting a bag from a rather beat up wooden box. Huntsman couldn’t help but become curious as Sandy brought the box to sit between them. Sliding open the lid and pulling out the last remaining bag from inside. The color of the leaves inside reminded Huntsman of the warm glow that occurred during a sunrise. 

“This is one of my absolute favorites, and not just because I made it. A perfect blend of flavors, blueberry and sage, I enjoy this on a rainy afternoon. A good drink to give you a few moments to just…relax.”

The spider demon was stunned as he was given said bag. Sandy slid it in with the rest he had selected. “I…don’t think you should waste this on me.”

“Nonsense! I’m so happy to share my interest with new friends.”

Huntsman couldn’t argue back as a full collection of different teas were handed to him. “Uh…thank you.”

“My pleasure. You’ll need to come back and tell me which ones you like. A great way for us to bond!”

“Sure…but I should be going. I’ve been here for a bit too long.”

“Right, I’m sure Pigsy’s worried. Don’t suppose you could tell the family I say ‘hello’?”

“...Yeah.”

Huntsman was happy to finally break away from the restaurant. Ignoring Stront’s questions, the larger demon wanted an explanation as to why Huntsman was gone for so long. To which the shorter replied with a short ‘Drop it’.

Left behind in the darkened shop, Sandy let out a slow sigh before turning to Mo. “One of the few times I wish I had a cell phone… Well, nothing to do about it now. Let’s close up shop before going home. There’s nothing more we can do.”

Mo replied with a soft meow.

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Macaque let out a content sigh as he started to wake. Groaning softly as he stretched before opening his eyes. Barely holding back a coo as the scene before him. MK was still asleep, snoring softly, cheek squished against Wukong’s chest. The teen had shifted in his sleep to completely lie against the golden monkey. Wukong, who was already awake, had his eyes on the sleeping teen. Finger gently combing through two toned hair. A small smile on his face as he hummed a lullaby softly. 

“Well, isn’t this just a comfortable scene.” Macaque whispered as he shifted closer. Wukong happily accepted the kiss on his cheek.

“The kid was clinging to me when I woke up!” Wukong whispered back excitedly, beaming.

“Like a baby monkey.

“Right!”

The Shadow Warrior laughed softly. Inching closer so he could lean against Wukong as well. “Probably helps that you’re just so comfortable.”

“Hey, when did I become furniture?”

“Shush, comfortable, furniture doesn’t talk.”

“...You’d better be happy I love you so much.”

That caused a round of quiet laughter from both. Which in turn woke MK up.

“Too early…” The teen whimpered softly. Nuzzling into Wukong’s neck, purring softly feeling the soft, golden fur. 

“No such thing bud.” Wukong replied softly.

“Mmm, no, I agree with the kid. Too early.” Macaque said while laying his head back down on Wukong’s shoulder.

“Oh no, am I stuck with two night owls?”

Mk huffed before saying, “No, night monkeys.”

That caused Macaque to roll off Wukong as to not turn the other deaf from the boisterous laughter. To which Wukong sighed before saying, “Night monkeys and sass masters.”

“The sass is all you Peaches.”

“How dare you! You have all the sass.”

“Oh please, what do you bring to the table then?”

“Charm.”

“Is that what that was when you annoyed the Jade Emperor?”

“Maybe he just couldn’t handle how suave I am.”

MK was more than happy to lay there and listen to his parents talk. Occasionally wondering if being raised here would be different from where he was now. The deities seemed a bit more carefree and MK had yet to see them, well, work. But that didn’t mean the teen felt off or out of place. Even able to offer a few words to the conversation when he could, that caused a few laughs to be shared. Like he had with Pigsy and Tang.

The moment ended when a gentle knock sounded on the large doors.

“Excuse me sires,” a servant poked their head in, “but I wanted to inform you that breakfast is ready and your guests are already eating.”

“Suppose that’s our cue to finally get up. Come on you two.” Wukong smiled softly as dual groans were the replies. 

When they arrived, they indeed found the mortal sitting around the small island. Nibbling away at the food prepared. MK claimed a hug from each before sitting down himself. It was determined, while they ate, that Wukong would take the morning session. Saying that it would be a good starting point to see how magically inclined the teen was and what he could do.

“Magic can be dangerous if left unchecked.” The golden monkey explained. 

MK had just nodded in understanding. Soon dressed in an outfit that Wukong swore was ideal for training in. Even if the teen noticed that the garments were exceedingly expensive. More than what he’d ever owned before. Pushing that thought down as he entered the training room, seeing Tang in a similar outfit. Wukong beaming as MK joined the group again. 

“How do those feel? Able to move around well?”

“Uh, yeah, I feel kind of bad though. They’re really nice, I don’t want to ruin them.” MK replied sheepishly. 

“Don’t fret, it’s okay. They’re built to stand a lot. Tang did ask to join us in the part as well and I must say you two look great! What we’re going to focus on first is finding the source of your magic. For you Tang, it’s more of trying to find your center, a peaceful place if you will. But it’s not as simple as it sounds. MK, you’re going to find that you can’t just pull your magic out and use it like a tool.”

“Magic is more like water. It can take any shape, be hardened into something more solid, and it flows where it’s directed to when commanded. But you have to work out what needs to be done with it before using it. If you don’t have a clear idea, the magic you call upon can do more damage than good.”

“I’m already confused.” MK said worriedly.

“Which is why we’re starting with the basics. “ Wukong sat down on the training mat. Legs crossed as he got comfortable, watching as the other two followed. “As I said before, our first task is going to find the source of your magic. You’ll need to fall into a deep meditative state, learn how to recognize the feeling of it so you can find it without the extra steps.”

“It’s going to be difficult at first. Mortals don’t tend to hold magic. It seems to have dwindled out as the generations pass by. For you MK, it’s more of the fact that you haven’t done this before. We would…normally start off at a young age. But clearly that’s not an option! What I’m trying to say is that don’t be discouraged if you can’t get this right away. It takes time and patience.” 

MK and Tang nodded, both looking worried but determined. Wukong gave an assuring smile before continuing. “Alright, get into a comfortable position. Close your eyes and focus on your breathing, keeping it slow and steady. Focus on that until you can’t hear or feel anything else.”

Off to the side, Macaque watched on with a wash of comfort falling over him. Another feeling of domestic bliss at the scene before him. Only looking away Pigsy sat next to the warrior. The chef seemed determined to not look over to Macaque, himself looking nervous and tense.

“...I’m surprised you didn’t join in the training?” The Shadow Warrior offered as a conversation starter. 

“I’m not…really comfortable with the idea.” “Ah…okay…” Tail twitched nervously, Macaque shifted as he tried to get comfortable. An uneasy aura falling around the two. Feeling as if the chef was staring him down without actually looking at him. “Are…you okay?”

“Uh, yeah, why wouldn’t I be?”

“I can tell you’re unhappy.”

“Maybe I’m just not overly pleased with the current events. That I was pulled from my home and now…I feel like I’m losing my son.”

Macaque twitched again, clenching his jaw. He didn’t know why he thought they’d pushed past this, it was just a hopeful want. Clearly, he was wrong. Fur bristling hearing the words ‘my son’ pour from Pigsy’s mouth. “MK…is my son too.”

It was Pigsy’s turn to flinch, crossing his arms. “I know.”

“Do you?”

“Yes.”

Both fell quiet. Macaque looked up to find Wukong peeking out of his meditative state. A worried frown on the golden monkey’s face. The warrior gave a short shake of his head. Wukong gave a small nod in understanding before going back to the training. 

Macaque let out a slow sigh before saying, “Please understand…I’m not trying to push you or your husband out of MK’s life. Nor are we trying to pull MK away… All we want to do is make sure that he’s safe… As safe as we possibly can. We don’t want to lose him again. There’s…no possible way we could or would want to wipe away what you two have done.”

“...I’m very rigid in my life. Tang, the scholar, has been called the life of the party so many times… This is such a large change and it’s so out of my control. Tang and I are just mortals in a God’s world. How am I supposed to help? How can I…keep my kid safe?”

“Being a deity doesn’t give me much of an advantage when the enemies are numerous and powerful. Wukong and I…we thought we were prepared before and we lost MK because of this. All we can ask for right now is to plan as best we can. Which means training.”

“I can’t feel comfortable…with any of this.”

“You assume I am. We’re just doing what we can to work with the situation we’re handed.”

Pigsy huffed, a finger tapping his arm as he couldn’t tap his foot. This conversation was not going the way he wanted. He had assured, by Tang’s words, this would calm his frazzled nerves. But it was honestly making everything feel worse. Pigsy was guarded with no idea how to fix this…or what he wanted to hear. 

“I don’t-”

“You can’t put blame on us. You can’t… You’re trying to put blame, to put anger, on us. Trust me when I say I’ve been in your position before and I know that want to put this bitterness towards someone. So you have something physically there to hate. If you let that fester for too long, it will eat away at you.” The Shadow Warrior let out a slow, shaky breath. Pigsy finds himself leaning away slightly. 

“Please…Please remember that we lost 15 years of our son’s life. I have lived each day with regret on how I couldn’t keep my own son safe. I…We are trying to be as open with you as possible. We are trying to make the best out of this situation… Your life has changed in a drastic way and there’s no way for you to go back. No matter how much you wish. You need to adapt…and accept your bitterness comes from digging your heels in from trying to go back. Not from us.”

Pigsy’s reply was interrupted by the doors opening again. Nezha walking in, a servant seen bowing before disappearing down the hallway. The chef flinched when Macaque suddenly stood. Looking tense as he says, “If you’ll excuse me. I have other business to attend to at the moment.”

And he walked off. Passed a confused Nezha and out the doors that had just started to close. Another shock occurred when Wukong passed by, looking frantic and whispered something to the lotus prince before following Macaque out. 

“Pigsy?” The chef turned to find Tang and MK broken from their training. The scholar looked worried as he asked, “What happened?”

Pigsy wasn’t able to reply. Because he would have to voice that he’d done something wrong and he wanted to hold onto his belief that he was right. 

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He knew something was wrong. Macaque’s aura was tense and dark the moment Pigsy had sat next to him. He should have intervened faster, but there was nothing he could do about it now. Wukong stalked the halls as his senses were on alert trying to find where his partner had run off. Stopping by the entrance to one of the numerous gardens they had. This one held an overgrowth of plum and mango trees that laid a deep shadow over the ground. 

Taking a deep breath, Wukong cautiously walked in. Eventually finding Macaque resting in the center of the small garden. Meditating, or at least attempting to, taking deep breaths. Clearly trying to center himself as Wukong joined him.

“Hey there, My Precious Shadow.” Wukong said softly, kneeling close to Macaque but not enough to inadvertently touch him. “Are you…okay?”

Macaque let out another slow breath before opening his eyes. The Monkey King realized that glamours were down. Allowing him to see how truly tired the other was. Macaque said nothing, instead pulling Wukong closer to hide away in the golden fur. 

Which didn’t ease Wukong’s worry. Reaching up to comb his fingers through the black fur. “Please talk to me… I can’t help if you don’t…”

“...I’m tired of smiling.”

That struck Wukong right in the heart. Pulling Macaque as close as possible. “You don’t need to…”

“We have so much to worry about. They…They think that we can somehow solve all of this. I don’t know if they think we can just snap our fingers and everything will be back to normal or… Wukong, why do I feel like we’re being punished for wanting our child back. Why are we the bad guys?” 

“We…we’re not. Macaque…what did you and Pigsy talk about?” Macaque quickly shook his head, wrapping his arms around the other tighter, “Alright, I’ll…drop it. But if there’s still an issue to such a stance that you have to run from the room to feel safe… We four need to talk. As adults. Buried feelings on either side will not help us.”

“...We really can’t catch a break, can we?”

Wukong laughed softly. “We knew this wasn’t going to be easy… But I do wish we could go a day without feeling like the world’s going to end.”

“...You should go back…”

“They’re fine, Nezha’s with them. He’s going to work with them for a while, while I tend to you. So, let’s just focus on that for now.”

Macaque didn’t argue as he was pulled into a deep kiss. Succumbing to the deep embrace of his partner’s hold, allowing himself to relax.

#lego monkey kid #lmk #lmk mk #lmk sun wukong #lmk macaque #lmk tang #lmk pigsy #lmk sandy #shadowpeach #freenoodleshipping #s-creations #fanfiction #also on ao3

[madwickedawesome]

WELL now I have an excuse to talk about it.

My url is a reference to the novel The Master And Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov written between 1928 and 1940. Bulgakov was Ukrainian (if anyone calls him "one of the greatest Russian writers" I will be UPSET) but obviously then it was the Soviet Union and well. Things were very very censored.

Wikipedia describes it as "The story concerns a visit by the devil to the officially athiestic Soviet Union. The Master and Margarita combines supernatural elements with satirical dark comedy and Christian philosophy, defying categorization within a single genre. Many critics consider it to be one of the best novels of the 20th century, as well as the foremost of Soviet satires."

So yeah basically the Devil, Woland, and his crew including a talking cat who plays chess and owns a gun and who is veeeery witty and sarcastic named Behemoth, a vampire demon succubus lady called Hella, a guy who wears checkered suits and it's implied he used to be an angelic choir conductor (he's the least violent one) called Koroviev (fun fact sometimes they call him faggot lol, фагот means bassoon in some slavic languages), an assassin with fangs called Azazello and yeah that's it I think, visit Moscow. In the first scene an editor and a poet are discussing how Jesus wasn't real, and Woland sits down beside them and basically says "no, he is. I've met him."

The novel switches between the stories of Woland and co, Ivan (the aforementioned poet, but only for the first half of the book. Sad. I like him 🙁), and some biblical chapters mostly from the point of view of Pontias Pilate. Another plotline that comes in about halfway through is about the Master and Margarita themselves (woo title characters!)

Basically, it's never really revealed who exactly the Master is. But a lot of people think he's some reflection of the author Bulakov himself. Idk I think there is definitely some truth to that. Especially when you're told about how the Master wrote books but burned his manuscripts (hence the line "Manuscripts don't burn). How does this tie in? Ok now for history:

Obviously, everything was horrifically censored in the Soviet Union. He started writing the novel, then was terrified that it would be found and he would be killed, the novel destroyed. So, he burned the manuscripts in 1930. He kept repeatedly writing manuscripts, I'm not sure how many but like.. a LOT. And the plot was pretty different in some of them. Actually, in one, margarita didn't even exist. A veeeery censored version was published in the Moskva journal in 1966 after he died (he died in 1940), and then basically it became this whole underground thing. A manuscript was smuggled to Paris where it was first published, the Moskva version was smuggled to Estonia, translated to Estonian, and published there, and for decades it was the only version that existed in the Soviet Union. Mick Jagger wrote Sympathy For The Devil about it after he was smuggled a copy.

It's quite literally the most colourful peice of art ever. It's wild, satirical, colourful, loud, so full of culture and it is, literally, life changing. It's my dad's favourite book and it is in my BLOOD to reccomend it to everyone. Thank youuuu for listening to my nonsense ♥️

i thoroughly enjoyed reading the entirety of this <333

THIS IS SO COOL I DIDNT THINK IT WENT THAT DEEP i have literally never heard of this before in my life Koroviev Is So Me (фагот) I WANNA REAS THIS NOW ☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️ THAT SOUNDS SO SO INTERESTING AND RIGHT UP MY ALLEY AND mick jagger jumpscare

#did NOT know pontias pilandbsjwhayever was a bible guy #thought mozart was just going crazy writing lyrics for coronation mass credo #anja tag 🥀 #THANK UUU FOR TELIMG ME ABT THIS

[handgiven]

im going thru my bulgakov master and margarita phase again and i am vibrating over people not knowing about the sassy cat demon behemoth that shoots a gun and the homoerotic jesus & pilate intermezzos

#▻ 𝐺𝐸𝑁𝐸𝑅𝐴𝐿 、ooc ⁽ ᵐᵃʸᵇᵉ ᶦ'ˡˡ ᵍʳᵒʷ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᶦᵗ ⁾ #// jesus and judas is cool and all but. pilate and jesus is where it's at.

[imperatorium]

WHAT ARE SOME CURSED/CONCERNING THINGS THE GHOULS DO????? I NEED TO KNOW MORE ABOUT THESE DEMONIC FREAKS

OH THEY ARE SUCH FREAKS. WEIRD CATS, EVERY LAST ONE OF THEM, EVEN THE ONES WHOSE NATURAL FORMS ARE NOT ASSOCIATED WITH CATS AT ALL.

One of their hugest crimes (as far as Sister is concerned) is just like...congregating in hallways. Like, if you have three to five cats, you know how sometimes they're all just in one spot and they all just kind of vacantly stare at you and it's a little threatening? That's what they do all the fucking time and it stresses Sister out so bad. Copia kind of joins them in doing it sometimes, unintentionally, and there's not a one of them that doesn't do an eight foot vertical leap when Sister claps her hands to chase them out of her way.

They absolutely get the zoomies, too. Worse than cats do, more like markhor goats in that aspect, where they are literally bouncing off the walls and ceilings. Even the Ghoulettes, sometimes, despite how long they've been on Earth with Sister. It's just something they all can't help sometimes. Probably has something to do with the sustained need to hold a fixed corporeal and humanoid form, which they're happy to but like...also...it's hard sometimes.

Beleth (Sodo) is just king stink, in general, if you're looking for the champion of cursed behaviour, of course. I know other people have said it before, but he's wholeass that Vine that's like "Is that water?" "No." "Oh, haha, vodka." "IT'S VINEGAR." He's just super aggressive and WEIRD 95% of the time. Like, the number of times they've had to wrench him off ceiling fixtures. EXHAUSTING.

Vinea (Cirrus) and Behemoth (Aether) are probably the best at playing human, respectively because she's the most susceptible to having been around Sister for so long and because he's one of the oldest demons (who also has a vested interest in being whatever level of Normal that Copia needs him to be), of all of them...but even that falls apart sometimes.

On the whole, they like...can choose to be well-behaved at times and I guess probably most importantly can be compelled to be better behaved than they would be naturally, but Copia likes the idea of letting them have independence more than he likes the idea of controlling them. He prefers the notion that they have freedom and will choose to be bound to him/listen to him because they want to!

#asks #ghost