Don’t Worry, He’ll Catch You When You Fall.

Dumbledore: Are you alright?

Snape: I’m gonna start charging people money for asking me that.

Quackity and the capy's!!! :3c

Reasons I like subtitles:

1. I can see how people’s names and the cities and the countries are spelled.

2. I don’t miss any words, so everything they say makes sense.

3. I get to know what background noises and conversations are.

4. The descriptions of the noises people make are freaking awesome. Ex: splutter, grunt, chuckles.

5. I can see who says what.

6. I don’t have to have the volume super loud so I can hear the dialogue, and I don’t blow my eardrums out because the ambient noises and music is SO FREAKING LOUD.

I freaking love subtitles.

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?

Scare School - Chapter One (on Wattpad) http://my.w.tt/UiNb/wNoV7sU3PA

Ralphael Diablo, or Ralph as he preferred to be called, is a lazy little devil of a demon and his parents are sick of his behavior. So what do they do? They send him packing to a far away boarding school on the mortal plane away from his home in Hell and away from everything his ever known. Of course, Ralph is not a happy about it and more than out his comfort zone in a school full of unknown monsters and being constantly mistaken for a gargoyle is no trip either. Could things get any worse for him? Well, his vampire of a bully certainly doesn't help. Oh, and did I mention that Ralph completely has the hots for him? - This fic is inspired by the TV program 'Casper's Scare School'.

tallulah redesign :]

Is this too ambitious to make, d'you think?

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