can we have some details on demon!karkat’s tattoos
Sure! I didn't really put a lot if thought into it as I was drawing, so I'm sort of gonna reverse engineer this.
It was very inspired by Dollightfulls recent Halloween custom!
The idea was vaguely to have many different tattoos in different languages, from different areas and time periods.
Proper explanation below the cut:
Right side ribs: Cuneiform for "luna", latin for "moon". I Don't actually know if cuneiform and latin actually have anything to do with each other. Google told me the moon is associated with the Cancer zodiac.
Right ankle: Symbol for water and Cardinal, both are associated with Cancer. I just really like symmetric shapes as tattoos.
Stomach/pelvic area: Just his last name, looking sexy. If I were to actually plan something around this would probably have som significance for demons.
Right hand pointer finger: Symbol for water again, just looks cool.
Back or right hand: Pentagram with just some random squiggles, seems useful for a demon idk.
Outside of right forearm: Persian for "cancer". The persian is probably very bad, I just put "cancer" into google translate I'm sorry.
Inside of left wrist: Tally marks of all the souls he's collected. I haven't decided if he's new or just bad at his job yet.
made this as an icon for my nsfw blog @tentanook (tho ended up using it as a header instead) since that’s where I’ll post most of the yandere demon Karkat stuff
So yesterday I met the best Demon!Karkat ever, and we kept up an rp all day and into the night. But one minute I was wide awake and fine, the next I'm waking up and finding that I fell asleep without saying goodbye or getting any contact information, and now the chat won;t load and is saying it cannot be found. I feel horrible now :c Hopefully through the magic of tumblr and I can find this wonderfully rper again and at the very least apologize XP
The nervousness started in the back of her throat and slipped into her mind and the tips of her fingers, both causing her to grip the warm wheel so tight that her knuckled shined white. One breath, two, another, calm down Jade. It’s going to be easy. A pretty lie to ease a mind, because really everyone knows it’s not easy. Only a desperate person is deranged enough to sell their soul. She closed her eyes, blocking out the cool moonlight and the bright glint of the small metal box situated in the passenger seat.
Jade holds her breath as she opens the car door, a dry and hot breeze brushes across her cheek and rustles her cheek. She eyes the world distrustfully as she grabs the small box from the seat. She rubs her sun beaten face with a tired hand and reconsiders what in the hell she is doing. Saving John, so vitally important. What kind of sister would let their own brother stay a corpse? One who has no knowledge of the supernatural world and the ways to work around simple things such as death, or one who actually just don’t care. Either way, Jade is neither of those sister’s. She would die for John. Well, actually, she is about.
Jade buries the box in the crossroad, but she is sure it’s not her hands doing it. She barely remembers walking over there and using her fingernails to uncover a hole the right size to fit the metallic box, and the smell of decay that fills seems to only allow her to regain control of her appendages. She pulls her off the ground and stands alone in the lonely road, only used by old couples who own farms far away society to remember the taste of their youth.
The crackle of electricity and the smell of burnt fears fill the air, and Jade knows he’s there. Jade knows well that any random demon could have come to make a deal with her, and what demon wouldn’t want to make a claim upon a soul belonging to a Harley? But as Jade stands there, she can feel him, his hate filled glare companied by a gloating smirk burning to her neck. She grits her teeth and part of her questions if it’s more of a reaction to intense fear or hatred.
“Hello Harley.” His voice is slick like oil, and how it makes your skin crawl. You turn slowly and stare into piercing red eyes that bury deep into your core. You feel like he knows every fault of yours, every insecurity, every strength, and every thought. Your lips tremble as you stumble of his cause what was it again. How many times have you fired a bullet at him, or tried to dig a blade into his side, and how many times you screamed his name in anger. How come now it’s his name slips her mind.
“Karkat.” He says flatly and his smirk slips into an almost disappointed frown. Jade pulls a defensive glare at him and meets his dangerous eyes. A blanket of silence falls between you two, until he claps his hands loudly, causing you to flinch.
“So Jade, what kind of deal do I have the pleasure of making.” He smiles again, his lips revealing two rows of sharpened teeth. She was sure his teeth were more human last time see saw him. She steps back as he begins to invade her personal space, his hot breath wafting into her face and the smell of raging fires fills the air.
“I want my brother to live again, I want to save him. I want him to be the way he was before a blade pierced his heart.” She said defiantly, her voice ringing in the empty space. Karkat stares at her blankly, and she can’t tell if he is considering her deal, or he is just humoring himself at her expense.
“Alright,” he finally says, his voice fills her ears and blocks out all other noises. “but… There is one catch my dear Harley.” He rubs his cold fingers along her face and Jade tries not to shake with disgust.
“What is it?” Jade says calmly, with an icy tone covering her words. He sneers at, leaning in, obviously trying to make her uncomfortable. She narrows her eyes, but she can’t help feel small against the immense force he holds. He lets her question hang in the air for a few seconds, caught on a string tied to her mouth and only he had the scissors to cut it.
“You don’t get five years Jade. You don’t deserve one. Instead, I am kindly giving you four months, and 13 days.” He leans away and smiles like he has one a bet that was started by a 10 year old fight. His words slam down on Jade as she realizes what this means. Five years seems like enough to except death, but four months, and 13 days? She recognizes the numbers and knows he is trying to mock her. The numbers represent the birthday of the boy she is trying to resurrect.
“That is not a reasonable amount of time!” she exclaims angrily, demanding him to hand over more time for her to live.
“You don’t deserve more time, and even if you did, I wouldn’t give it to you, you sack of shit! So shut the fuck up and take all the time you or the deals off!” He shouts as if her defiance really bothers him. Jade recoils from his stinging words and knows, no matter how much she reconsiders the deal, she is going to take it.
“Fine.” She says quietly, her voice a weak whisper. Karkat looks mildly surprised, as if he expected his outburst to deter her, but soon changes to satisfaction of having a Harley under control.
“Well pucker up then.” He says and Jade sneers in disgust before she is pulled into a kiss with him. During few seconds their lips are locked, Jade feels it, the pits of hell licking around her and can hear the shriek of souls, but she delves deeper, and she senses a blur of faces around her, none she recognizes. She pulls herself in closer cause she feels the closer she is to the his mind the more she will learn, and she can see it. A wall, like a barrier to a life ended and one began, and when Jade presses herself against, she sees a face, and she sees windswept hair and a tired face, accompanied by eyes that hold so much care and kindness and that are so beautiful it would be enough for all the souls in heaven and hell to scream with glory.
Just when Jade begins to scratch another wall slides into place, and she knows it John. She can sense the whole in his chest being repaired, and that his eyes will fly open, and he the way his spine curves as he lurches forward for a breath of air, and how he sucks all the oxygen in the room. Jade knows her brother is alive. With that, Jade feels to a hand against her neck as she is pulled away from the lips of her dealer.
“Got a little too into that, didn’t we Harley?” He says, and for once Jade can’t describe his tone, and it unnerves her. He lets go of her and gives her a hard, defensive look, before disappearing back into the area in which he claims as his home. She stands there shaking for a few seconds, already seeing a spot in hells wall where her name is already being carved. She lets out a long, ragged breath before crawling back into her care.
I drew a Karkat for Asukaskerian's Demon Summoner AU! This is pretty much just his face and doesn't have as much plating or wing detail as I was intending, but I'm working on not 'improving' my pictures to death and just let him be.
I tried to make him look prettier/more androgynous-looking, but then I realized I had snazzy new pencils to play with and that eyebrows are awesome. On the other hand, I managed to scare my mom with him, so I am calling it a net win 0u0
