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Late night drawing it's around 21:45 here in the Netherlands....Honestly i'm super drowsy
Death of a Human
The House of Lamentation had never experienced such quiet. Heavy was the hush of death that weighed on the immortals as they regarded the mauled, broken, lifeless thing that had once burned with the exuberance of life. Even the house moaned, the grief of its occupants threatening its structural integrity, such was the despondency of the seven demons. Avatars of Sin, Lords of Hell. Tears welled in the eyes of these beings that had experienced a millennium of humanity, that knew too well of their fragility, the expiry date that brought each down before they could achieve greatness. So why did they think this one was different? Why did they believe that their love could conquer fate? Could supersede their Father’s hand.
From the supple lips of the fifth-born a strangled cry erupted, so ugly, so fractured, so unlike him, that it broke the rest. Seven of the most powerful entities in the three-realms were on their knees, in tears, and shattered, all because a stupid human had up and died. They were all acquainted with death, old friends to fate, but oh how they despised the greedy hands that had ghosted over their beloved and left them, eyes wide open, without a soul to make its colours shimmer.
Hurried footsteps, familiar, typically welcomed raced towards them that the brothers made no move to acknowledge, and only waited for the newcomers to recoil and gasp, for they knew it to be grim, nevertheless, the reality was still crushing.
The foremost of the newcomers froze, and perhaps for the first time the old angel was surprised, hurt even, by the loss of a human. The younger breaking down completely in the Sorcerer's arms because he had failed. Failed in his sworn duty to protect the one person who cared for him most.
The Sorcerer on the other hand smiled, but there was no inkling of joy to it, because he especially should have known. He himself being human, having lost himself to time, long, long ago, and so, he’d let himself be entranced by this rejuvenating show of the spontaneity of mortality, and duly paid the price.
Then there were the royals. The acting King of the Devildom, and his loyal servant, lord over time and reality. They too, arguably among the most powerful entities in existence, fell quiet, their hearts, beaten, torn, and shredded by the meaning of the sight before them. The butler, ever pleasant in expression, lost his resolve, shattered. He, out of them all, with the fabrics of reality and time constantly being tailored to fit the calculations of his Lords agenda had failed him, he should have seen this coming. Yet he hadn’t, why was that? It was maddening, for the one person that mattered, how had he failed to keep them alive? Pray tell, how had he failed?
And then there was the prince, to whom this human had bestowed genuine compassion and companionship was lost on the high seas of anguish. His lofty ambitions, and the shore where his subjects waited were lost to him now, drowned in the waves of his despair.
Still, there was one thing abundantly clear to them all. The death of this human meant war, the very thing that the prince was working to avoid, brought this human to hell to achieve.
But so be it.
Someone had to brunt the sheer force of the depths emotion that they still couldn’t believe this human had summoned.
Someone had to pay.
Yesterday I was watching a video about a certain design of Oswald being public domain and since I was bored, in the middle of class, I end up doing a little cartoon character for myself.
Fans Pre-A Tale of Two Stans premiere:
Expectation: A heartwarming, feelsy, tear-jerking reunion between two brothers! With hugs!
Reality: A punch in the face.
Me when I'm suddenly a red panda
(This took, like, an hour.)
Not my usual thing, but my (boy)friend suggested it as a joke and I was bored, so I figured I'd do it.
This is what the hands would look like, btw.
Kinda furry (HA HA) and with completely inaccurate claws. Made this in, like, a minute because I kept messing up the hand shape.
If you couldn't tell, I just sorta gave up. Am very tired.
More of her actually
can I request a Starscream 👉👈
My beautiful wife who has permanent shit eating grin disease
Some random doodles I made
Fuzzi the spider might become a thing here lol