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kishdoodles · 27 days
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Spring
'What if Renchanting duo were the last two left' AU (with a Jesus Christ Superstar coat of paint)
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ghosts-and-glory · 14 days
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I desperately wanna know what it was like for each of the bishops to gain their crowns. Like they were all children, Shamura was the first. They were alone for a long time until Kallamar came along.
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I feel like every time I answer an ask I just leave y’all with more questions. But Shamura, dispute being the first of the bishops, was not alone. They are about 12 here.
I have a headcannon that a lot of Shamura’s game dialogue are phrases that they have said or heard before their injury. Left over fragments from their past that they can’t quite remember yet are still haunted by.
Don’t ask me what happened with the visual style here, it’s out of my control. This is barely even cult of the lamb anymore, I’ve gone rouge.
Comic about Narinder getting his crown here.
Also extra unused panel of Shamura.
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sicklyjelly · 12 days
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a comic commission for @cookiecomics! A scene from her P5 fic “A Tale of Two Tricksters” 💥🔫
check her fic out here!
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mochiwrites · 5 days
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They say when you die, your life flashes before your eyes.
Scar never believed in it, not after dying twice, both times having been caught off guard. He didn't have time to reflect on the life he'd been leaving behind, not when everything happened so fast, not when to Scar it was like blinking before he was surrounded by total black.
But as he lay in the sand, letting the wind sweep over his weakening body, he starts to look back. He starts from the beginning, from setting Etho's tree on fire to pulling Grian into the desert on Pizza. He thinks of his second death to the ravine, how Grian's scream had been the thing to accompany him on his brief journey to blackness. He thinks of holding Grian in his arms as they celebrate a successful trap, or their hours spent digging a bunker.
Scar thinks of their ruined home, the place he'd always return to.
It's funny, how different this death feels to the other two times. Maybe that's because there's no coming back from this one. This is it. This is the end for Scar. His final breath.
He stares up at the big beautiful blue sky, and there is no longer any red to cloud his vision. If he had any energy left, he'd probably smile. All he can muster is the smallest twitch of his lips, blood drying on his chin.
A shadow fills his vision, and Scar has just a few seconds to see Grian's bruised face enter from the corner. He sees tears welling in those red eyes, one or two rolling down his cheeks as he picks up Scar's fading, cold body, pulling it tight to his chest.
Scar wishes he could reach out, he wishes he could press his palm into Grian's cheek and tell him not to cry. He much prefers it when Grian is laughing, when he's smiling. It suits him much better than this guilt ridden expression. Why are you crying? He wants to ask. You won! Scar is happy he won.
"I'm sorry Scar," Grian shakily whispers into his hair, his wings wrapping around the two of them like a shield. Scar isn't sure what he needs to shield them from, not anymore. The ghosts? Surely they aren't interested in this. In them. "I'm so sorry."
It's to Grian's warmth that Scar fades away, eyes fully shutting as he finds he's lost the energy, the will, to keep himself alive. Scar's purpose is complete, Grian is alive and well, and that's all that matters to him. He's okay with saying goodbye.
He joins the living dead, nothing more than a spirit.
He returns to the image of Grian hugging Scar close, yet as a ghost. His body is see through, he is no longer a corporeal being. Even as a ghost, he's returned right to where his heart and his soul rests, he's returned to his home, to his Grian. Scar doesn't question it. Of course he's ended up back here, back to the other half of his heart.
Grian had said once that everything in their story was dead.
Maybe it was just Scar being an optimist, but he liked to think that their story didn't have to end in death. Maybe it had just been Scar looking to a life after this, where there will be more laughter, more pranks and joy, more warmth shared. Scar liked to think that they were in control of their narrative, that not everything was dead, because they were alive.
But looking as Grian grieves over Scar, he wonders if Grian had always thought they were dead from the start.
As a ghost, Scar is forced to stand there as Grian rises on shaking legs. "Just one life left," he says, and Scar's nonexistent heart leaps to his throat.
"Grian, stop," he pleads, but his voice is nothing more than the breeze of the wind. He's helpless, unable to reach his partner as he takes slow, agonizing steps toward the edge Monopoly Mountain, right beside Pizza's grave. "Grian," Scar begs. It wasn't supposed to go this way.
Drops of blood fall from Grian's bloodied knuckles, staining the sand below. He walks toward the edge, and Scar follows, trying to reach out to him. Yet his hand phases right through Grian's back, never making contact.
Scar's heart breaks.
What else can the king of death do but watch his ever faithful knight follow him to where he should not?
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ruusukultakruunu · 2 months
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One tough mare.
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hellonerf · 12 days
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i dont actually know
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ginumo · 5 months
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Our Time
First // Prev // 12 // Next
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redactedcrowart · 19 days
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happy belated morbnetsversary have something sad
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mnemonicmew · 3 months
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Use your dagger?
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sweetie-peaches · 2 months
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I wip that took way too much effort but something something lore and killing that old purposeless version of yourself
Please rebloggg
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fah-keet · 3 months
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Please read from right to left, like a manga haha I hope it’s not too confusing.
It’s my first comic and my brain went crazy since I drew angel satoru so I had to get this out of my system. At least this tiny bit.
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bugflies00 · 1 year
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a deafening silence
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avionvadion · 2 months
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My brain had some thoughts while I was trying to type the fanfic and de-stress, dunno if I'll follow through with it, but it was a fun idea that I wanted to draw out, haha. Like, why was El the human that was summoned instead of any other? Surely there's a reason, yes?
What do you think happens to the Angels and Demons that die??? To the Sinners that are killed in the Exterminations? Reincarnation isn't in the bible, but... it's a fun idea to play with, especially since it's a thing in so many different religions. And since Lilith is a thing (following the Jewish texts in that she was the first woman and Adam's first wife) it's not purely the Christian version of events.
I dunno, I think it leaves room for creative liberties, haha.
Anyways, dark ramblings below!
The idea is that Iliana served as Adam's guardian angel, but fell in love with Lucifer and his ideas. Lucifer, however, fell for Lilith, and Iliana probably slacked off on her duty as Adam's guardian angel (or at least distracted him while Lucifer was meeting Lilith) since she cared for Lucifer's happiness over her own.
When Lucifer and Lilith fall, she becomes lost in despair- but holds on long enough for Adam to ascend into Heaven. Having no reason left to keep going, her duty done and her one-sided love lost to the depths of Hell, she stabs herself and dies. She wasn't particularly close to Adam, but she was the only one that remained by his side despite his horrid personality, so he cared quite a lot about her. He was more than a little upset (and pissed) when she died in his arms.
Thousands of years pass.
Iliana the Angel is reborn as Eleanora the Human, who ends up getting summoned into Hell via a demon trying to reverse engineer a summoning circle. She's miraculously saved by Charlie, Lucifer's daughter. And... yeaaaah.
I feel like Adam would end up having a, "You're lucky you're a human now, or I'd have killed you myself for dying all those millennia ago!" Before actually trying to kill her during the next extermination after she's transformed into her somewhat demonic self out of rage/betrayal that she "abandoned Adam/died on him" just to reincarnate "for Lucifer".
Like... dude lost both his wives to Lucifer. And then he lost his "best friend" at the time, only to find out she reincarnated as a human... and rejected Heaven again... for Lucifer.
Adam's gonna rampage. XD
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melanodis · 6 months
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have i ever mentioned they make me insane
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hyperfixated-homo · 6 months
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screaming
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tw // death, implied suicide
(not explicit)
A scene from Chapter 2 of "Haunting My Own Skin," written by @kirii-kitten
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