in the divine abattoir

she/they | 30 | writing blog | nsfw | main blog is @deromanus | ao3 @utena_tenjou

[doriansattic]

main blog: deromanus

ao3: utena_tenjou

[plumebeat]

The swords kissed and sprang apart and kissed again [...] steel rang, steel sang, steel screamed and sparked and scraped [...] A red flower blossomed [...] "Come on, come on, my sweetling, the music’s still playing. Might I have this dance, my lady?”

Jaime III, A Storm of Swords, George R. R. Martin

[artemideaddams]

@ilynpilled

[owlmaya]

one more 2ha gotcha prompt – txj/chu feinyan for anon! (@2haaction)

aka txj expering the average cat owner’s struggles on the one (1) day of the month he leaves his bedchambers

[lana-k-art]

[doriansattic]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapter 5 of my jayvik Appalachian folk horror AU is posted!

[alieune]

cheers

commissions open

[alieune]

come into the water 🩸

commissions open

[indanmei]

Oh my, thank you all so much! You’re all way too kind, and it absolutely makes my day to see how much you’re enjoying our cute little couple.

Since you seem so invested in them (and who wouldn’t be?),… special.

[crisisaegyl]

"And forever after, his eyes could never move away from him again."

Holy shit I think this took like 10 years off my life.

anyway I'm trying to learn how to use CSP cause it has more options than SAI so this took... forever. But hey, I think I'm getting the hang of it.

[redcigart]

Devotion and Yearning

(I have no excuse I think I was possessed)

[aanox]

[redcigart]

POV you interrupted date night.

[redcigart]

I heard it was Jayvik Horror Week so! What if instead of a cottage by a stream it's a cabin in the woods?

[redcigart]

I heard it was Jayvik Horror Week so! What if instead of a cottage by a stream it's a cabin in the woods?

[meanbossart]

They'll clap when you die

[sloppjockey]

one in a chain. gouache painting on paper. limited prints and original up on the site <3

[doriansattic]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters 3/10 now uploaded, hoping to have chp. 4 up for Day #7 of #JayVikHorrorWeek

An Exorcism in Hex Hollow; or, On the Third Day Fill the Grave It’s 2009 in rural North Georgia and Jayce Talis is running from something. He is running into the mountains, the prodigal son fleeing home in exile. There’s something screaming in the woods and something else whispering underneath his father’s house. He’s going home, God help him, he’s going home. And Viktor, his once best friend now a near stranger, works his grandmother’s farm and follows the old folk magic ways, and when he dreams of sinking into the black mud of his own grave, he sometimes wakes on misty mornings with his face pressed, cold and numb, into the tilled soil. There’s something ancient and alive unearthed in the furrowed fields of Piltover County. There’s a circle drawn in horse’s blood. Foxes surround a lonely gravesite in the mountains. Gunshots echo from the farmhouse in the valley and poppets made from twigs and hair hang in the trees. There’s a devil that stalks the crossroads of Hex Hollow and it’s got a taste for Viktor’s blood – and Jayce might be the only thing that can save him from damnation.