#khazaan

[therxtking]

“Big reminder that Khazaan is

Fucking

G A Y”

[fashionablyenigmatic]

What is it good for?

Alphonse breathed deeply as he shifted. It had been a while since he last assumed his full Creatura Lumena form. Unlike Stan, whose true form was Creatura Tenebra and who merely donned a human guise, Alphonse was different. He was human but with Lumena ancestry, which allowed him to transform into Lumena form. But was there really a good reason to use it now? He watched as his hands morphed into long, harpy-like claws glowing white-hot. White and gold feathers cascaded down his arms and over his shoulders, creating a stark contrast against the rust-red landscape behind him. He was here to confront a demon that had insulted his husband—an ostensibly simple premise that incessantly nagged at him. Was it too simple?

Stan had already fought his battle against Khazaan and his ridiculous nose ring, which ended in a stalemate with both parties wounded. He had made it clear that he didn't want Alphonse fighting his battles for him. Alphonse, for his part, decided that he wasn't battling on behalf of Stan or finishing what he had started. He was starting his own fight for his own reasons. After all, weren't they both trying to protect those they loved? That's what he told himself, at least. The bones in his legs caused him to bend as they too became more avian, the talons on his feet longer, thicker, and sharper than those on his hands. No matter how he framed the upcoming battle, memories of fruitless duels echoed in his mind—all of which he won due to the curse of immortality. What would he actually gain from this? Besides the respect of a few war demons, what was the point?

At this point, it didn't matter. The Blood Drunk Fool was waiting for his battle with "the wizard," and Alphonse ached to give Khazaan a few more scars. He picked up his sword, a blade with no magic except for its origin—it was crafted in the forge of Kha'xanzyr within this realm. Alphonse leapt off the cliff in a graceful dive, his wings unfurled, made of light. He looked like a falling star against the boiling red, stormy skies, headed straight for Khazaan.

@skxrbrand

@violeteyedkiller

[geckoodles]

Doodle dump, part 6 of ? - Prompt: Festive Bloodthirster.

Gift art for @skxrbrand, featuring Khazaan!

[therxtking]

Mansplains the most factually incorrect dogshit take to someone who has experienced/studied the subject.

His brother is about to start a fight by correcting him.

[therxtking]

"In case you weren't told today, you're disgusting."

“Not what you were saying when you were trying to open my legs.”

[therxtking]

if khazaan possessed one of Gordon's Sentinels what would he do?

PANIC AND IMMEDIATELY GET IT CONTAINED TO EXORCISE. LET. HIS. BABY. GO.

[therxtking]

This is getting out of hand…

Something about build it and they will come but it was just the most inexcusably ginormous bed in the world that comfortably fit him, his husband, and his dog.

Featured:

Orange: @skxrbrand Khazaan

Violet: @silverspinekeeper Haz Mahnn

Dark purple: @hxnger-unbcund Gluttony

Dark red: @smilingwrxith @smilingmxsk Margaret

Red: Riot

Purple: Quintess

Blue: Gordon

White: Halo

Grey and striped: Petrichor (wendigo demon that’s been living under Gordon’s bed without his knowledge and feeding off his nightmares and misery for a decade who just crawled out and I haven’t introduced yet.)

[therxtking]

SCREAMING laughing- oh he’s gotta see this.