The Mischievous Exorcist @bellwielder - Tumblr Blog

After 6 months of work, sweat, blood, and tears, I can finally show the fruits of my labor for Nep's birthday!

The concept: Nep's game character Quinn (lil' bnuy knight) in a serious boss fight against my OC Amos, the king of bnuys (big buff bnuy)

The result: I am never, ever going to draw lineless concept art, stained glass windows, or armor ever again.

(Unless Nep makes this game a reality)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NEP! <3

#behind the cloak (ooc)#(i'm not back on this blog but my best friend made me some amazing art for my birthday that i just HAD to share <3)

“Imagine havin’ beef with me. I’m just a little jokester. A silly little guy.”

“You gon’ have beef with a silly little guy? For shame.”

#Too much baklava (crack)#(hi i'm alive)#(life is eating my ass tho and not the sexy kind)#(maybe i should do uni work instead of making shitposts on a dead blog)

MAKE YOUR MUSE(S)

Tagged by: @peccatum-primum (marry me already omg)

Tagging: @exorcistalice @tospititontheon (muse of your choice <3) @reperiire and anybody else who would like to try this!

#Mischievous Exorcist (muse)#That looks fun (memes)#(purple strands as a stand-in for his make-up)#(also yeah i put the post-barcelona verse)

peccatum-primum:

“Oh please. Are kids these days really claiming a filial bond with door chimes?”

The vampire had heard the way the air travelled inside the hollow body of the trinket and smelled the faint trace of an old, old door at one side of the bell. That, and something else that made the hair on the back of his neck stand. Yet he showed none of it and instead reached for his own drink to enjoy between pulls of his cigarette.

“What about real friends, hm? Surely such a cute youngster has lots of buddies.”

“Not just any door chimes, no.”

The bell rolled towards the tip of his index finger again where it rested, kept in perfect balance. From that spot he flicked it into the air again, higher this time, the reflecting surface allowing it to twinkle with the cozy light of the nearby candles and fireplace before it landed in his hand again.

“Sure I do, but none of them have stuck with me quite as long as this little thing. And none of them have saved my life quite as often.” A mischievous grin played around his lips. “It’s a weapon against evil, you must know. Given to us from up above. We’re supposed to kill creatures called Akuma with it, but you see...” There was a knowing spark in his eyes as he focused on the stranger. His voice was barely more than a whisper when he leaned closer.

“I’ve seen you flinch at the cross this other guy was wearing earlier. Don’t have anything to hide, do you?”

#peccatum-primum

peccatum-primum:

One of the shy ones. Noted.

“Oh yes indeed, you look very alive…deliciously alive. And what a fine weather, isn’t it? The ideal time to settle down inside and seek warmth.”

Black eyes follow the spinning ball, one eyebrow cocked.

“Hm? And this little trinket is…?”

“Certainly is the perfect weather for that. Not gonna lie, it’s another reason why I chose this spot right next to the fireplace.”

He chuckled lightly and took a sip from his drink.

“Aw, this little thing?” The bell stopped dancing on his finger and after flipping it in the air he caught it in his hand, showing it to the stranger. “My best friend and most loyal companion. What do you think this might be? I wanna hear your guesses.”

#peccatum-primum

peccatum-primum:

“Nope, it ain’t. How about you though, pretty boy? You already taken~?”

He just stood there, dumbfounded for a while before laughing it off.

“You mean, like, taken out, right? Nah, I’m very alive and kicking!”

He sat down on the opposite end of the table, spinning Charity Bell on his index finger.

“Stormy night out there, huh?”

#peccatum-primum

peccatum-primum:

“I’m bored. Where are all the cute boys when you need them?”

“That seat already taken?”

#peccatum-primum

why do you hurt?

this isn't enough for you

the words creep into your head in the dead of night one night and you cannot get rid of them. 'this isn't enough for me anymore'. you thought this was enough for you at some point, or maybe you hoped that it would be, but it isn't, and it hurts. you need to change something, or die trying. this - life like this - does not make life worth living. there is a lump in your throat that demands attention every waking moment of the day. there is pain in your body like a cavernous maw you cannot keep balance over. this is not what you wanted. you need to change. you can't stay here. it is not a character flaw you want more.

Tagged by: @traitorousscales

Tagging: @exorcistalice and everyone else who hasn’t done this yet!

#Mischievous Exorcist (muse)#Wild heart (headcanons)#That looks fun (memes)

What’s your true position?

“... Aight, I’mma head out.”

#Mischievous Exorcist (muse)#That looks fun (memes)#nsfw #(i saw this going around on my other blogs and decided to put in the boy)#(honestly who is surprised)

#Behind the cloak (ooc)#Too much baklava (crack)#(hewwo yes am still alive)#(life writes the best comedies)

peccatum-primum:

“They were obviously still high enough to bring you in, you lil’ twink.”

“Got nothing to do with charm though. I like to call it ‘curiosity’. My friend Kanda would probably call it ‘weary of life’ or something.”

He scratched his cheek.

“What’s a twink?”

#peccatum-primum

peccatum-primum:

“Why does she get all the attention all of a sudden?! I’m fucking charming too y’know!”

“Usually I would say: confidence is everything. But if you have to state it like that, man, maybe you need to check on your charm levels.”

#peccatum-primum

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“Come closer, we don’t bite…much.”

Rayflo & Rayfell (Vassalord) 🦇

Independent and Dash-only (Blog/Theme under construction)

Written by Albi

#The inner circle (promo)#(THIS RIGHT HERE)#(GOOD CUSH)#(PLS ALL GIB FOLLOW IS VERY GUD)

I always headcanoned that Daisya would most likely be a shark if he was an animal.

Recently I learned about salmon sharks and...

B-Baby...

#Behind the cloak (ooc)#Wild heart (headcanons)#Mischievous Exorcist (muse)#(IT'S HIM IT'S HIM IT'S HIM)

traitorousscales:

@bellwielder hissed:

“… Teppet, is that you?!”

Alas, his plan to sneak into a pipe somewhere and wait for it to blow over was juust ruined by the sharp eyes of none other than Daisya. Still, that doesn’t stop his body to instinctively push itself into the narrow space behind a pillar. Man, had his friend always been this big?

“N-no, I’m the spirit of Christmas Past…”