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My Iron Markiplier!

Boredom doodles...

Some of my friends are indeed... corn.

Pretty sure I drove through Night Vale on my way home tonight.

“We invite the children of same-sex couples to listen,” said the radio announcer. “We invite the children of different-sex couples to listen. We do NOT invite the Children of the Corn to listen.”

“Not that there’s anything wrong with that,” a different voice cut in. “Some of our best friends are…” *realized what he was saying was ridiculous* “… corn.”

Deep in the caves of Vacuus Island..

My take of Madagio as a sphinx! I’ll probably post more of my hc/design for her in the future.

Beautiful!

If you couldn’t tell yet, I’m newly obsessed with WTNV

I smell a fanfic

Fun Vampire Fact; the reason that Vampires traditionally cannot see their reflections in a mirror is because mirrors used to be backed with a reflective layer of silver — which, as the metal of purity, would not ‘interact’ with Vampires, who are the Devil’s work.

However, modern mirrors have used aluminum as their reflective backing for many years now — and aluminum is not a ‘picky’ metal at all. So Vampires are able to see their reflections in modern mirrors.

Dear Eddie Munson lovers, artists and fanfiction writers/readers alike, may I present to you:

Eddie ‘The Vampire’ Munson but he can turn into a giant demobat!

Main Prompt:

The only indicator that it’s Eddie is his thick, wavy mane that trails down the back of his spine and of course, the shreds of his clothing that hung off his frame, revealing his distinct tattoos and the scarred wounds that were inflicted by the very creature that he had become.

He is beastly in a way that was different from the other monstrosities that roamed the Upside-Down; with his haunched, hulking posture; massive, leathery wings that ended in mean hooks; multitudes of long, lashing tails that struck like angry snakes behind him; and in his maw were rows and rows of viscous, white daggers that glinted when he roared.

Kaz, Vecna had called him. What a fitting name that was, Eddie had thought, clinging to one of the few distant yet clear memories that he had left in a mind that was consumed with hunger and bloodlust. A memory that Vecna had likely torn the name from. Kaz the Bloody-handed. He wondered if it was meant to mock him, to remind him of all that he will and would do under the curse that the sorcerer had put upon him. To remind him why exactly he was allowed to live.

Additional:

He has a half-way form between his most ‘human’ side and his most monstrous side. Includes:

His wings protrude from just under his shoulder blades instead of replacing his arms.

Clawed hands and feet.

All of his teeth are pointy, not just his canines.

He has a singular tail but it’s still very strong.

Dear god, he’s got taller.

Elongated ears like a Tolkien elf.

His eyes are now paler and tinged slightly red.

But no matter what his form is he’ll always:

Hear, smell and see better.

Summon and control other demobats (the others aren’t impossible, just more difficult).

Just like bats, he can use echolocation to navigate and hunt prey.

Run faster.

Hit harder.

Jump higher.

Betray Vecna.

Beat Vecna.

Return home.

Play DnD.

Co-parent.

Play guitar.

Fuck like a rockstar.

Alternative Thought:

What if he was an itty bitty demobat? Like, what if he could control his size and got all small? And you could carry him around in your pocket, or on your shoulder or in your arms?

It has just now occurred to me that what’s “visibly on the spectrum” is wildly different for autistic and allistic people. Most allistics don’t recognize autistic behavior (at all or anything more that weird/quirky) unless it impacts their ability to interface with an autistic person. That’s when allistics see someone as visibly on the spectrum. Other autistics can spot each other from a mile a way though over minor stuff.

For example every allistic I’ve ever worked with has told me “oh but you’re sooo good at socializing with people?!? I could neverrrr tell?!?!” If they learned I’m autistic.

However other autistic people meet me and are like: YOU. AUTISM.

*takes a swig from a rum bottle like a pirate but when you look closely you see that its actually an iced latte in there*

!! local blue haired gay boy realizes what being gay is !!