Well, This Is Very, Very Interesting.

Well, this is cool.

Finally caving in and posting this comic after leaving it to rot in my gallery. Drew this throughout the semester and it was mainly for practice drawing comic pages so that’s why there’s such a big style change. It’s cringy I know lol but it’s just supposed to be a cute little sonadow beach comic cause why not.

Maybe more parts in the future? (I already have some pages drawn….)

Cool.

🎵oops I did it again, I printed-another-lemonadesoda-work-based-on-doodledrawsthings-oth!au-with-the-artwork-from-the-masterpost🎵

Thank you @doodledrawsthings and @lemonadesoda for the amazing artwork you’ve created and still continue to create, ahit related or not! Links to the fic series, "And I don't think you hate this as much as you wish you did" and the "oh the humanity!" au masterpost

So cute! I want to read something were Night has to do this now.

I also find it interesting that killer and Cross are the only two who kept something close to their normal clothes. I can under why they had to find something for Error, I mean, so tinny. But I am guessing for Horror and Dust it's because he needs to be able to tell each of them apart at a glance and Killer threw a fit not wanting to change into different clothes.

This was the last bit of art for 2020. It was for a secret santa that a bunch of my friends were a part of. I was lucky enough to get @sirsen​ ! I couldn’t choose one so I drew all of the babybones with Nightmare. Originally, it was going to be Twas the Night Before Christmas, but realizing they are all “bad sans”, the Grinch felt more appropriate.

Also just, his face cracks me up (removed overlays etc so easier to see)

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AU/OCs © @sirsen​ art © Paw Bean Bones 2020

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can you write anything at all with hunted and cold :> platonic or romantic your choice

(Of course! To me, they'd think the other is so weird yet interesting, and they'd just be circling each other like weird little creatures. Anyways, enjoy!)

Cold sighed, gritting his teeth in impatience and growing irritation. Sneaking and hiding had always seemed so useless to Cold. Why tiptoe around the danger and wait around, when you could face it head on and experience the moment fully?

Cold thought the whole thing was tedious and unnecessary, but he still found himself doing exactly that-sneaking around his house.

He pressed his back into the walls of the hallway, face wincing in pain at the discomfort, but he pushed that discomfort aside. He could deal with it. He could let it fester longer.

What he could not deal with, was the constant looking over his shoulder and feeling of eyes staring at him from seemingly nowhere. It gave Cold almost no time to think or inspect all his hard work.

He froze, hearing a door slowly open from somewhere in the house, and he strained to hear how far away it was.

After a few minutes of nothing but silence, Cold decided to risk it, quietly creeping down the hallway, making his way to the front door.

If he could make it outside, it would give him more room to hide and lose his pursuer.

He peeked out down the hallway, staring at the front door, his one ticket to freedom and away from all this pointless chasing.

He waited another ten seconds, listening out for any noises. When none came, he took his chance.

He rushed out, wings twitching and jerking uncomfortably behind him-and Cold immediately heard the sound of footsteps stomping after him.

He sighed sharply in frustration, but refused to turn around. He kept running for the front door, his arm reaching out for the handle-when he felt an iron grip around his other arm.

Cold stumbled right in front of the door, twisting his body around and snapping his elbow out as he spun, back slamming into the front door as Hunted let go of his wrist to instead catch his elbow, glaring at Cold as he shoved him further against the door.

Cold glared into Hunted's eyes, who made a low growling noise in the back of his throat. They held that intensity tight, neither one backing down-until Cold realised it was pointless, and he sagged against Hunted's grip with a sigh.

"Surely there are more important matters than this to tend to," Cold said, not missing the flicker of satisfaction in Hunted's eyes at having won this battle.

Hunted didn't lessen his grip, but his posture did lose some if its tension and his glare softened slightly, scanning Cold's body thoroughly for anything else out of place, because they both knew what the most pressing issue at hand was.

"No," was Hunted's eventual reply, and then he suddenly yanked Cold forward. "I have nothing else to do today."

Cold sighed in defeat, giving an experimental tug to at least try and escape his fate, but one look of warning that Hunted flashes at him let him know that his fate was sealed.

Hunted began dragging Cold along to his room, and Cold made a point to make no effort at all in walking as well, his clawed feet scraping the wooden floor as he was dragged off to his doom.

Hunted sighed sharply, and that at least was satisfying to Cold, until Hunted said, "Why do you make things so difficult?"

"I didn't ask you to get involved in my business," Cold shot back, and Hunted tightened his grip on him. "When you try things that could harm yourself, it becomes my business," Hunted retorted with, and Cold rolled his eyes.

Cold looked down at the other for a moment, thinking of any way to get Hunted to snap-but it was as if Hunted read his mind, and he suddenly twisted around and threw Cold over his shoulder.

Cold grunted in pain, feeling Hunted's claws almost digging into his back, his head spinning from the swift movement.

If anybody walked in right now, it would surely be an amusing sight, considering that Cold was one of the tallest, and Hunted one of the smallest, just an inch or two taller than Broken. Cold's fingertips were lightly grazing the floorboards, and he could feel his knees against Hunted's stomach, but the other didn't seem to be struggling to carry him at all.

Hunted carried him into a room, and it was only then that Cold realised that they were actually in Hunted's room-evident from the pillows and blankets strewn about the place, along with dark smudges of mud here and there.

Hunted threw him onto his nest, and Cold had barely made impact before Hunted jumped on top of him, sitting on his back and keeping him pinned.

Cold sighed, knowing that fighting Hunted was a useless effort, and that Hunted would never slip up and give him the opportunity to fight back or get away.

He could feel Hunted glaring daggers into him. "You brought this on yourself."

"Because I was curious."

"You know what happens when you don't preen!"

All of this fighting, all because Cold hadn't preened in a couple of days.

Well, it was more like a couple of weeks at this point.

Cold knew it could get uncomfortable, but he wanted to see how far he could take it, how much his wings could handle while being all twisted up. He wanted to feel that crawling itching all over his body and fight against it, see how his wings would fare.

Of course, Hunted freaked out when he found out, and now here they were.

The moment that Cold felt Hunted move the first feather back into place, was when he gave a true sigh of defeat, slumping in place.

He would wince in slight pain at every feather that had been twisted into odd angles, his back feeling as if it were on fire.

Cold hated preening. He hated the sitting around and waiting while someone did it for him, and he couldn't be trusted to do it himself because this happened.

He heard Hunted sigh in frustration. "You're lucky I caught you when I did. Who knows what would've happened."

"That's what I was trying to find out," Cold mumbled under his breath, not even attempting to hide the bitterness and annoyance from his voice-and then Hunted flicked the back of his head.

"I don't understand how you couldn't love your wings," Hunted quietly said, sounding extremely focused on his task, his fingers running over Cold's wings with a softness but also an urgency, as if he had been waiting for this moment. At least Cold managed to evade him for as long as he did. At least he achieved something from all this.

"You have nice and wide wings, perfect for flying," Hunted continued, "and yet you do this to them."

"Preening is boring," Cold said, and he felt Hunted's claws did further into his feathers. "You know I hate boring. I wanted to test my limits, see how much my wings could take."

"You could have permanently damaged them and your ability to fly," Hunted hissed at him, one hand gripping Cold's side to keep him down. "You would have done all that just to stave away boredom?"

Cold rolled his eyes. "You sound like Paranoid," he muttered, turning his face to rest his cheek against a blanket which smelled like roses, a scent that was usually associated with Smitten.

"It's easy to make yourself feel nice," Cold softly said, and Hunted slowed down his preening, a sign that he was listening. "Just delude yourself with thinking that you're great and that you deserve nice things, and that's so easy it's boring. Feeling nice is dull, but feeling bad and unusual is exciting."

Cold tried to look over his shoulder at Hunted, but he found it to be a fruitless task so he flopped back down with a sigh.

"Making yourself feel grotesque in a way that doesn't come naturally to you is interesting-it makes you view yourself differently when all you want to do is feel good about yourself. Hatred is interest-"

"No it's not," Hunted interrupted, and Cold blinked in surprise.

Hunted's touch was still soft and precise as he bluntly said, "Hating something is easy. You can hate anything no matter how big or small it is. Just look at Broken. He still doesn't like himself even after months of being away from Tower. The hatred is buried deep, and it is not fun to watch."

Hunted roughly twisted a feather until it fell off his wings, making Cold wince just a tiny bit. From the corner of his eye, he saw a small pile of feathers to the right of him, feathers that looked too damaged to be saved.

"Loving is what's hard," Hunted declared, and Cold was about to refute him, when the other continued, "Feeling the need to stay with something or someone despite all their flaws and habits, despite your brain telling you to stay away from them-like you, for example."

Cold froze beneath him. "What?" was all he managed to say.

"Loving you is hard, because you refuse to make it easy for me. You don't care about safety or survival, and the things that interest you only terrify me, and you rarely listen to anyone else. I'm constantly making sure you don't try and pull stunts like this."

Hunted pressed the tip of a claw into the centre of Cold's back, and despite all the itching he was feeling, that was what Cold felt the most in that moment.

"It's difficult to love difficult people, but we can't help it. I still love and care for you, no matter how many times you try to ruin your body for no real reason."

Hunted sighed, then leaned forward to kiss the top of Cold's head. "Love is what's dark and messy."

Hunted went back to preening without another care in the world then, and Cold-well, he thought about that conversation for the rest of the day.

Well, I want a full AU of this.

Would you bring Macaque trap in ice story from twitter to tumblr?

Sure . Just have in mind that my style for them changed a bit , it was kinda rushed and it was supposed to be 3 page long- ( long ass post)

Ok, so I have seen bits and pieces of the different routes for Slay the Princess (no I have not played the game, and no, I don't mind spoiling routes to myself, it will not break my experience), and one thing I'm honestly surprised about is how little the "kill yourself" thing seems to be used. As I have been able to pull from different sources, there are only 2 major times it is used; the first is when you would be forced to sit in the cabin after the princess is dead, the second being to kill the ghost princess. Note, I do not consider the death on the damsel route because technically it is not the player choosing to kill themselves. And i don't know if the apotheosis route self kill can be considered because she is influencing you to end yourself.

Why is the "slay yourself" function not used more? Your actions relating to the princess affect how she acts with you in further routs, so killing yourself without killing her should do the same. After all, this is a love story right? And love stories don't just consider how you act to your partner, but also to yourself. So, a quiet that kills themselves instead of the princess should cause a reaction for the princess. Maybe a "first princess" like the stranger who reacts to the knife in fear, but not for herself, but relating to you. It could lead to more "caring" routs, like a doctor esk route where the princess is trying to figure out what is wrong with you, or a rout where the princess becomes indifferent towards you and offeres a clean seperation after the both of you leave the cabin where you don't have to be together after because it is clear you are not compatible.

Another piece of this could relate to the Nightmare and the moment of clarity, where the "moment of clarity" causes a change where instead of the voices disappearing, the long quiet feels like they are resting and have slotted themselves into themselves, and they say they look battered and bruised, but not yet dead. And in the next route after the Nightmare they can ask the question "do you remember?" whitch can bring more voices out instead of just the hero, because past relationships can color how people view their next relationship, make them see danger where there isn't, make them scared of love or fall harder, make them hurt themselves in an atempt to please their current spouce or be more indiferent in the relationship.

I know part of each route is supposed to be forgetting all that happened in the last route, but that can't fully be the case, after all, you aren't allowed to repeat routes, so you at the least have to know you've done something like that route before, maybe something like remembering something you did in the past but not remembering it clearly. Like foggly remembering your past relationships.

And with these new routs it can lead to a new ending thing where the long quiet isn't scared for the little people out there but is scared of how the princess would treat them once the both of you get out, after all, you have both hurt eachother , and despite being change it doesn't seem like she will ever stop hurting you if you make one mistake. So maybe quiet can yell something like "and how do i know you won't just kill me once we are out! You and your parts have proven time and time again that you only care for your freedom! You don't care how you get it! You don't care i was forced to act the way i did because of the stupid man who tore us in two! You only cared about getting parts for yourself to make yourself whole without giving me an actual chance to understand myself in this!" after all, the long quiet never got to look at what was going on in a rout, they had to keep making decisions in the moment, no time to let them cool off, no time to think rationaly, look at the outcomes that could happen.

And maybe from it, the mound realizes that while she is whole, you are still fractured and broken. So, as a god, she offered for her to reset the construct, so perhaps next time you can put your own pieces back together.

It's just a thought. Have fun with it.

Thank you to everyone who got me to 100 likes!

... How?

Umm... My bed is technically in a corner with the headrest under/covering a window... (Big tall window)

So, I guess I am somewhere between lawful and neutral good?

i had insomnia last night and couldnt stop thinking about this

Watch "The Gaming Hour: Glass and Bad's Minecraft Adventures, Introduction" on YouTube

So, I made a short video about a friend and i's Minecraft world so far.

We've done a few cool builds (my favourite is lady Death's temple) and had some crazy adventures.

To reads.

Radiostatic Fic Recs Part 3!

Hello everyone! I'm back again with a third installment in fics that I believe are great reads! A quick reminder as always, read the tags and if you don't like something, just tab out! The previous parts can be found here. Part 1 | Part 2

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This is a silly little crackfic by the beloved ohdeercoffee! It features proto Vox who has been cursed to be a silent film where all his speech is shown as title cards. This leads to a misunderstanding between him and Alastor, but everyone walks away pleased with the aftermath.

Wallow

This series is heartbreaking. It had me shedding real tears as I read it. Alastor and Vox reckoning with the aftermath of their falling out and the mistakes they made that have cost each other everything.

Oh, I'm gonna be wounded/Oh, you're gonna be my wound

Alastor spends an evening devouring Vox as he watches through his cameras. They end up talking about some things afterwards.

Questionable Attachment

Alastor goes to Vee Tower to mess with Vox because he's bored. They end up kissing and Alastor finds himself consumed with the thought of kissing Vox again.

a glass full of love

Alastor accidentally gets dosed with love potion and falls madly in love with Vox. Vox is milking it for everything he can get.

Playing the Victim

As always, I am a sucker for lykomancer's stories and this one is no different. Vox captures Alastor and implants various hypnotic codes in his psyche before fucking him.

Unsurpassable skills in espionage

Vox manages to collect dirt on the hotel that could ruin them, Alastor is tasked with retrieving said dirt because he's so well versed in subterfuge, and not, as Angel claims, because Vox wants to fuck him.

Two for the Show

This fic was so good! There's something about ohdeercoffee's smut that is just absolutely delectable. Alastor has a little game he plays each time he goes into rut. He goes to bars and flirts with sinners only to blue ball them the second they leave the bar. This time Alastor spots a peculiar looking sinner with a box for a head and decides he will be his next victim.

(Temporary) Truce

Alastor is going through heat after seven years away from Hell. Vox notices the signs and steps in to help.

The Trials and Tribulations of Alastor's Cursed Pussy

As you can imagine from the title, this series deals with Alastor going through estrus and the various points in their relationship that Vox has helped Alastor through it. This series is in turn sexy, funny, and heart wrenching.

Haven

This fic is so sad but so wonderful. Alastor is so desperately worried for his friend and it provides a wonderful characterization of his inner monologue. Vox pisses off another overlord and is kidnapped. Alastor searches the whole of Pentagram City to find him and bring him home.

Two Halves of a Whole Idiot

Alastor goes into heat and chases Vox down as part of a mating ritual. Vox is super into it. They end up fucking about it.

Man or Machine

Vox has just finished another surgical upgrade and Alastor becomes curious as to how much of Vox remains organic and how much has turned mechanical. He conducts his own investigation.

Thought Contagion

Vox works until he drops and Alastor finds it funny to keep a tally of all the silly places Vox has ended up passed out in. During this latest instance, Vox starts to dream and Alastor finds himself drawn to the fantasy displayed on his screen.

Epitaph

This fic is very sad, much hurt and no comfort. Alastor finally commits the inevitable and deals with the fall out of his own needs.

Shadow of Yourself

Another delectable smut piece by the beloved princeliest! Alastor lets slip that he and his shadow share sensation and Vox decides to bring that to the bedroom.

Coup de foudre

The hotel hosts a party to celebrate their win against the exorcists. Alastor meets Vox again and finds himself weak to the man's charms even after decades apart.

Meet Me at My Frequency

Starting after episode 2, Vox's actions push him and Alastor to actually reconcile with each other. The rest of the series follows the rest of canon with some small twists prompted by their rekindled relationship.

Even Exchange

So sad but it has a happy ending! A very nice fic for some good catharsis and exploring Vox's complicated feelings for Alastor. Heaven plans a larger attack and Alastor and Charlie meet with other overlords to secure their support. The Vees agree and join the fight. Vox sustains a major injury.

Video Fucked The Radio Star

Alastor comes to pick up Angel from the studio and Valentino bites him. Unfortunately for Alastor, Val's venom is a potent aphrodisiac. Vox offers to help him through it.

Floating, Where You Belong

This is a delightfully dark fic where Vox hypnotizes and mind breaks Alastor into his own personal sex kitten.

The New and Novel

Alastor grows curious about Vox's hypnotism and he asks Vox to use it on him while they have sex. The end results are very worth it.

Boredom Ruins Everything

Alastor feels particularly vulnerable after his fight with Adam and he worries that he might be overpowered and taken advantage of. This leads him to make a deal with Vox to ensure his own peace of mind. Mostly a smut series, but a very good smut series! Binturong Rose has an excellent grasp of the push-pull between these two and masterfully incorporates that in their sex life.

You'll Know

Alastor's first sexual encounter was deeply disappointing. So much so, that he's never attempted something like that again. After meeting and falling in love with Vox, he decides to give it another try and finds that perhaps sex isn't all bad after all.

Shadows and Light

This fic has been rewritten and this is its newest iteration! Vox brings home his latest film to watch with Alastor. Watching it together brings out some unexpected revelations.

So An Author & A Serial Killer Go On A Date

This one's super cute! Based on a well known tumblr prompt, Alastor and Vox meet because Alastor is a serial killer and Vox is a murder novelist and they have been searching similar things on the internet.

In Your Dreams, Old Pal

Vox has been dreaming of Alastor and himself together for a while. Alastor decides to take a peek and is disgusted to find the simpering dream version of him Vox has made. In a fit of rage, he eats his dream counterpart and accidentally seals his own fate. Now he has to play the part of himself every night in Vox's dreams.

Background Noise

A fluffy fic about Alastor's hooves and how cute Vox finds them!

Nothing Above the Knee

A smutty fic of Vox deeply appreciating Alastor's hooves!

Red Bow Tie

Alastor reminisces on the past and his current relationship with Vox. A bittersweet piece about what could have been and what still is.

golden rule, it's just for show!

An unfortunate incident at an overlord meeting turns all the overlords back to their human forms. Alastor finds himself mesmerized by the slight figure Vox cuts and resolves to make him his.

Brand me (so I'll have a reason to be mad)

This fic is super sexy. I really enjoyed the erotica and characterization of the two. Vox presents Alastor with a piece of jewelry with his brand on it. Alastor ridicules him for it, but does he really consider the piece as tacky as he claims?

Sinking Funds

Alastor discovers that Vox has given him the most exclusive credit card one can get in Hell and decides to take it for a spin to see how much Vox cares about Alastor spending his money.

You Want It Rough, You're Out Of Bounds

I will forever and always be a huge Mothball Milkshake fan. Any time they write radiostatic, I am running to read it. Here, Moth took a break from Signals to give us a lovely smutty fic. Alastor and Vox have finally started up a relationship of sorts. They've had sex several times but vox has never been able to make Alastor come. He's determined to change that tonight!

Wind Me Up and Break Me Down

Another fic by the wonderful Mothball Milkshake! (As I said, I am their number one fan lol) This is loosely connected to the above fic but can be read separately. Vox ties Alastor up and worships his body.

scatterbrain

This fic is sweet and hilarious. Alastor discovers that sleeping is technically optional in Hell and stops sleeping for several decades. Lilith steps in and forces him to sleep until he is fully rested.

The Merman

For my Vox merman lovers, come eat! Alastor has heard tale of these merfolk and has been working to capture one for study. He stumbles across Vox and he attempts to capture him. Vox is amused and decides to keep the pretty human that tried to capture him.

In Season

This fic is cute and funny! A little cracky but a good read! Vox and Alastor used to spend their autumn rut/heat together since both their sinner forms went into heat/rut at the same time. Even as enemies, they kept this arrangement. As Alastor goes into his first rut after his sabbatical, he fully expects Vox to join him like normal. However, Vox is not happy that he got left in the lurch for seven years and refuses to cave to his desires.

Research and Development

Velvette and Valentino are sick of Vox constantly obsessing over Alastor and order him to do something about it. He ends up creating a virtual reality so that he can finally fuck Alastor and maybe get it out of his system. However, the program seems to have other ideas.

when the flies fell

A modern day human AU wherein Alastor convinces Vox to help him summon a demon. This has worse consequences than either of them foresaw as they race to fix their mistake.

Unfinished

Harlem Sunset

Set after the events of episode 2. Alastor approaches Vox to propose scheduled brawls outside of the city. Vox decides to take him up on it and it sets in motion a chain of events that can't be stopped. Just a small note, none of the fight scenes are on camera, so to speak, in the fic. However, the developing relationship is sweet and I am enjoying it a lot!

My Body, Your Temple

This is a masterfully done human AU set in the 1930s. Vox comes down to New Orleans in an effort to poach New Orleans' very own Alastor Deveaux, Alastor finds him absolutely insufferable. They find themselves drawn into each other's orbit and find themselves tangled in an all consuming desire for one another.

Believe Me, (The Sun Always Shines on TV)

In a fit of rage, Valentino damages Vox's head so badly that he can't fix it himself, so he goes to the one person he knows can piece him back together. Doing so forces both Alastor and Vox to confront the ugly history between them.

Summer Wine

Charlie strikes a deal with Heaven to trial run redemption with a sinner of her choosing. By pure accident, Vox and Alastor are selected instead and must work together as they find themselves back on Earth in the modern day.

Perhaps it's Pedestrian

Okay so I normally have a rule that a fic has to have at least three chapters before I toss it up on the list because I always hate clicking on rec lists that are full of one chapter WIPS. However, this fic is so long and wonderfully written for the two chapters it does have that it deserves a spot so more people can go encourage the author with kudos and comments!

Vox and Val break up again and Vox goes to a bar to drink and find a one night stand. Alastor makes that much harder than it should be to do so.

Animal Natures

Another favorite by the dear lykomancer! This time it's a series. As the title suggests, Alastor goes into rut and Vox helps him through it. Unfortunately, Alastor likes it a little too much and now that's Vox's fault, somehow.

For the sake of research and understanding

Alastor is curious about why others seem so obsessed with sex, so he goes to his good pal Vox to ask him to explain to him. One thing leads to another, and Vox finds himself giving a practical demonstration.

An Unforgettable Debut | 1961

After several years of hard work, Vox is finally ready to launch his own studio and has thrown a huge party to celebrate. Unfortunately for him, someone has ordered a hit out on one of the Radio Demon's companions and he's been caught in the crossfire. Will he be able to make it to his party on time?

Modulation Missteps

I'm really enjoying this fic and the worldbuilding the author has put in to make a comprehensive narrative. This is a Human AU where Vox and Alastor were childhood best friends who separated. Years later, Vox forces a reconnect and they have to work through all the ugly emotions they've both been harboring for over a decade.

Now only dogs follow me (Is He Following?)

Several years ago, Vox was an incredible detective solving serial killer cases until he suffered a mental break and was fired. After finally getting his life back on track, all his progress is threatened as a new killer comes to town and the department needs him again. Luckily, he finds support in his old childhood friend, Alastor.

it's not murder, it's research and waste disposal

Okay so. This guy is dark and very gory. And I do mean that a lot. Please read the tags before diving into this fic, it is absolutely not for the faint of heart and it has even grossed me out a few times. That said, it is beautifully written and the relationship between Alastor and Vox is simply divine.

Vox moves to New Orleans and meets Alastor and immediately falls in love. Alastor wishes Vox would choke and die until he finds Vox attempting to dump a body in the bayou and suddenly Vox is so much more interesting.

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