#leviatha

[springselkie]

that'll teach you to stop asking for free art you stupid fuck

[plaguebeel]

[demonicus-familia]

Toby hcs because it's his birthday!

He was born 2 months early.

Levi is mama, and Connie is mom.

His first word, however, was Asmo.

Levi absolutely hated this, but was happy he said his first word.

Levi legally adopted him after Toby's father gave up his parental rights (about two weeks after Toby was born), so legally, Toby has 2 mothers.

Toby was diagnosed as autistic at age six when his teacher sort of noticed certain symptoms in him.

He also met his future boyfriend at this age.

On his birthday, he usually gets a chicken burger, fries and a drink for dinner.

When he turned twelve, he got braces removed.

When he was fifteen, his best friend became a father.

They dated for a few weeks, but decided that they were better as friends and they're still close.

Him and his BFF both deal with bipolar disorder.

They actually have similar medications, but different quantities, etc.

Connie and Levi took his friend and his son in for a bit.

Toby's boyfriend came out to him as trans when they started dating. Toby was chill about it bc "Bae, ily. Ur amazing."

Toby has a dog called Hatchet, she has three legs and loves chicken. She also acts as a service dog.

[girlsofcomics]

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Leviatha

[steampunktendencies]

The amazing "Leviathan" by Jasonstevia Popular on #steampunktendencies

[angryicydragoon]

Say what you will say, I’m gonna love you. Say what you will say, I’m gonna love you til the end. -Said the sky; Darling

(An AU where instead of Jeevo’ra, Leviathan falls in love with @ludivraint-xiv We’ve honestly thought about making it canon from how cute they are.)

[sumbudum]

7 Things, 3 Clerics, 1 Sea Dragon

ft. @maybeimawhale​’s iWhale, @maybeilikehats-blog​’s IPlayDemos, and Genuflect. also Leviatha. With a final screech, the serpentine form crumpled onto the rocky shore. The two clerics dropped their defensive stances and rushed towards the slumping mass of fin and scale. It took the both of them to hoist open the dragon’s upper jaw. Glancing up at the clusters of dangling teeth about his head, Whale couldn’t help but be reminded of the unmelting icicles back in Mana Ridge. The clerics squinted into the darkness, eyes prickling from the stale, cold mist tumbling out of the reptile’s gullet. Even in death, the dragon’s breath still had some bite to it.

“Brother Genuflect!”

“Can you hear us? Stay with us!”

They strained for an answer, their own voices echoing anxiously down the dragon’s throat.

“’m all right..!” came a shaky reply. “But I can't move.”

Whale dropped his side of the jaw in an instant, scrambling over the tangled tongue at his feet. He realised too late as the roof of the dragon’s mouth came crashing down on the both of them, that Demos had done the same. After a moment of stunned silence, they burst into laughter; in relief as much as over the absurdity of their circumstance.

“Fellas?”

“Hold on, Brother Genu!” called Whale, tamping down a laugh. Demos on the other hand was positively cackling as he summoned a healing relic to prop open the dragon’s maw. “Yes, we’ll be right there.”

“Actually, I think it’s best you stay behind, Brother Demos.”

“Oh. Oh right, you’re the one with the elemental aura. And we can’t have the relic disappearing on us, I suppose.”

“Nor your pants.” Whale yanked the cincture off from around Demos’ waist.

“WHOAwhoawhoa-” Scandalised, the priest backed away in a hurry, careful to hold up his pants. “What in Goddess’ name are you doing?”

“Safety belt,” Whale quipped, tying one end of Demos’ cincture to is own, the other around the glowing relic.

“Right, right. Don’t die,” grumbled Demos as the paladin disappeared into the shadows.

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"I'm at a paaAAYphone; trying to call home, All of my change I spe-ent on you~ Where have the times gone? Baby it's all-"

"Brother Demos!"

Demos coughed into his fist self-consciously. He'd taken to singing to himself to pass the time and keep warm. He wasn't sure if it was working, but at least it kept his mind off of the cold. And the acoustics in there were quite nice.

"Yes, I'm here."

"I'm going to toss you some of Brother Genu's things. His pouch burst and I haven't any space in mine."

"That's fine, fire away," he answered, and was promptly struck by...a lumpy sock?

"Augh!"

"Emergency socks," came Genu's voice, as if to explain. "Don't worry, it's clean."

Demos untied the end of the sock and emptied it of its contents: some writing instruments and a wooden rosary. Demos rolled up the sock and and tucked it into his pack, along with the rest.

"Here comes the other one," called Whale.

Being ready this time, Demos snatched the flying sock as it sailed through the air with a triumphant "Ha-HAH!" and a crunch. Wait, a crunch?

"Er...I think I might've broken something," said Demos. He pulled out a crumpled kerchief, unfurling it with care. He let out a laugh. "Why, I might've known!"

Nestled in the kerchief were several hardboiled eggs; somewhat smooshed but still mostly intact.

"You hungry, brother?"

Demos looked up and grinned at the two clerics as they stepped into view. Whale was holding up his mace like a torch, as well as Genuflect, leaning heavily on his shoulder. Though raw and worn from the chill, they seemed to be in good spirits. "Goddess be praised!"

"Indeed! And thank you, brothers."

"Think nothing of it," said Whale, giving Genu's shoulder a clap. "Though next time we go fishing, let's remember to bring bait."

Genu nodded solemnly. "Provoke was a little too effective for our purposes, yes."

“Seven items your character would have in their pockets at all times”

-- (tagged by @maybeimawhale; thank you!)

Genuflect’s seven items, in order of appearance:

I) “Emergency socks” -- for wearing or sharing, naturally.

II) Parchment scraps

III) Reed quill

IV) Small vial of ink

V) Wooden rosary

VI) All-purpose kerchief

VII) Hardboiled eggs -- gotta hit those macronutrients 💪🏾

[springselkie]

been fucking around with homestuck ocs in a non-homestuck setting; TLDR guy who got cursed with immortality after killing a fertility god (thanks to being bathed in its blood during the final blow) back in the 1200s and locked himself in a cave out of guilt for [something else that happened] and an archeologist that found him 700 years later and took him home cause she felt bad