#gleaming-darkness

[iustitia-punientis-a]

@gleaming-darkness​

“What.... Who are you exactly? I haven’t seen you around before.” Akechi spoke as he looked at... What appear to be a jester in his opinion... With curiosity. 

[cosmicxmuses]

@gleaming-darkness​ 

{ ♛}” Well look who's finally managed to escape from the Underwhere.”

{ ♛}” It’s been a while Dimentio. Too bad this is anything but pleasant.”

[bxllis-perennis]

@gleaming-darkness​

It was a lovely day to walk around which what Daisy was exactly doing especially since the princess had nothing better to do with the day since she didn’t have any matches and her friends were busy doing other things.

Plus she wanted some alone time.

She soon arrived in a grassy field and before she know it; she came across another person in the field... However the person, that look like a clown or jester to her, was laying down which made the princess concerned considering they weren’t moving.

Were they dead? Or were they simply unconscious? She didn’t know but she hopes it was the latter.

“Hey... Hey! Are you alright?”

[marxwandersaround]

@gleaming-darkness​

-Marx has been wandering around on this new peaceful looking planet for a little bit now. Currently he was walking through a flowery field in a nice clear afternoon. All the flowers were beautiful. Some tasted good too, though not enough to make a satisfying snack. Marx looks up at the sky. Not a fluffy cloud to be seen, and that disappointed him a little bit. Clouds would make this a little bit more interesting. He could use his imagination to make pictures with them. Or fly up and shape the clouds, or simply scatter them across the clear blue sky.

Everything was so boring. The people? Standard. The land? Standard. The food? Standard. It was so peaceful and dull that Marx had half a mind to start a fire or cause a volcano to erupt just to see SOMETHING DIFFERENT. It was so frustratingly BORING that it was driving Marx to wish some rather terrible stuff, until he spots another jester. This guy wasn’t as standard as everyone else Marx has seen so far. No, this other guy had some rather neat features. 

Maybe he was a visitor too? Marx wouldn’t think this other guy came from this place, or this planet could actually make anything creative to save its own worthless existence. With a cheery smile and a bounce in his step Marx approached the other jester. Only natural to do so as this guy might be the only person worth talking to. Maybe even befriending...?-

“Hey hey hey! Nice day isn’t it? They say this place is one of the best places to relax! Can say people got that right, this place is pretty stress free! Much like another place I know. At least, for the most part. Heehee! What do you think?”

-The small purple jester takes no heed of the flowers he tramples as he merrily bounces over to the other jester. They weren’t really any of his concern. There were plenty more on this cosmic forsaken planet.- 

[birds-of-angel-feathers]

Care Package

@gleaming-darkness

Cloud’s first mistake was probably deciding that taking deliveries to and from the Smash mansion was a good idea.

His second mistake was taking his first delivery from Pit, who was without a doubt the worst person to take directions from considering the angel was illiterate. However, Cloud couldn’t deny him since he was so excited to send this particular package.

And now he was speeding through the middle of nowhere on his bike, not even sure if the destination he was heading to even existed. When he arrived, he found...a barely built cabin.

“Uh...”

Well, it was closer to matching the description than any other place, so he might as well approach.

Despite the fact that he could probably just peek around the door, he knocked.

[chibikittydoodles]

hey all, I am extremely sorry for the lack of artwork on my blog; I have been extremely distracted by other things (mostly games that I play and anytime I did try drawing I could never get myself to draw) but aside from the apology; when I first saw @gleaming-darkness 's designs for Galeem and Dharkon I loved them so much (that I kinda reblogged a picture of theirs that I wasn't supposed to /w\;;;;;;;;) and I really wanted to try and draw the designs myself. this time around I drew and colored the drawing on medibang Paint on my tablet instead of Autodesk sketchbook like the first drawing I put up did.

[dhxrkon]

@gleaming-darkness X

SURƤRISIƝƓLƳ? ƝO. ƝO. QUIƬƐ ƬHƐ ƇOƝƬRARƳ. I'M ƝOƬ SURƤRISƐƊ IƝ ƬHƐ SLIƓHƬƐSƬ. ƳOU ARƐ A ƜƐAƘƐR LIƝƘ, A ƤIƇƬURƐ OƑ MƐ IƝ A SIƬUAƬIOƝ ƜHƐRƐ I HAƲƐ LOSƬ ƐƲƐRƳƬHIƝƓ, ALL ƬHAƬ HAS MAƊƐ MƐ ƬHƐ ALMIƓHƬƳ RULƐR ƬHAƬ I AM ƝOƜ. ƳOU ARƐ ƁUƬ AƝ IƝSƐƇƬ ƇOMƤARƐƊ ƬO MƐ. ƜHAƬ MAƘƐS ƳOU ƬHIƝƘ ƳOU HAƲƐ ƬHƐ RIƓHƬ ƬO IMƤƐRSOƝAƬƐ MƐ AƝƊ ƇOƝƬROL MƳ MIƝIOƝS? I ƇOULƊ ƜIƤƐ ƳOU OUƬ ƜHƐRƐ ƳOU SƬAƝƊ RIƓHƬ ƝOƜ.

If there is one thing Dharkon disliked more than simply being impersonated, it’s being impersonated AND being told what to do by the impersonator. Suddenly, spikes from around his body would curve inwards, propping themselves in such a way that they were poised to strike at his double at any given second. The red-tipped energy of the tendrils threatened to carve him into dark swiss cheese.

ƓIƲƐ MƐ OƝƐ ƓOOƊ RƐASOƝ ƝOƬ ƬO.

[goddessvnature]

@gleaming-darkness

Gaia was humming to herself and twirling her staff, feel proud of herself, when she stopped in her tracks when she felt a familiar presence... A very familiar presence and one that was very welcoming to the goddess that she ran towards it.

She needed to know if it was truly him and if it was him... Well she would serve him and do everything she could do make him proud.