A Small Glimpse Of  Blackhat's And Whitehat's.... Complicated "relationship".

Crowns (fragment)

Now that you know Crowns and their characters, I can show you one of my favourite fragments. As a follower, Narinder persists in trying to regain power and, well… Lamb was predicted by most of them.

About Crowns: part 1 part 2

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Vol. 3, chapter 1: "Crowns"

Narinder was lying on the ground, as they expected. He wasn't breathing. Lamb glanced at the Crowns, but these were motionless. Their eyes stared blindly into space as if in fact they were just sculptures. Then Lamb looked over the followers. Someone was clearly wanting vomiting when he noticed the dead body.

Lamb raised a hand to their forehead and rubbed the space between their eyes. Then they sharply looked up.

"Everyone... get out," they growled at the followers, and they obediently began to gather.

"Shall we... take the body, leader?" one of the marauders asked hesitantly.

"I don't see a body here to take somewhere," said the Lamb coldly. "I see a follower sleeping on the grass."

"But..."

A look in the Lamb's eyes told the overzealous one: that any moment - and he and the new follower would switch places. He hurried away from this place. Lamb, having made sure that they were all obediently far from there, turned an angry glare at the Crowns.

"What were you not supposed to do?!" he exclaimed mentally, and this was redirected to the Crowns as a very loud scream by Red Crown. The artifacts of power twitched. If they had lips, they probably would have grimaced.

"We were supposed to stop him from reaching for us," Yellow Crown announced almost aggressively.

"You weren't supposed to kill him!"

"We didn't kill him," she replied. After a while it added. "He died himself. After a while."

Lamb was rubbed at the bridge of its nose again. "Cause of death?" they asked to Red Crown.

“It seems like a large electric charge has burned his internal organs."

"Blue, do you know anything about large electric charges?"

"I didn't do anything!" Blue Crown defended himself almost desperately. His domain was the broadly understood arts, including magic and science.

"Yeah... because you are too much of a coward and you are afraid of Narinder, even in this flawed form," Yellow sneered contemptuously. "It's not him, Lamb."

Lamb directed their gaze to the Green Crown. Their domain was chaos and wild forces of nature. This one tried to look as innocent as possible. Lamb's eyes narrowed. "Yes?"

They was still silent. The rest of the Crowns glanced at it curiously.

"Okay! Maybe I exaggerated", Green finally grunted. "But he was already putting his dirty hands on me! I reacted instinctively... You could have hidden us," they said accusingly to Lamb. "Or at least apply a protection spell."

"No. He had to learn a lesson. Though I hadn't planned that his lesson would bring him to Limbo so soon." Lamb sighed deeply, then bent over the body. "Stupid cat... He could at least try to pretend that he is not planning this..."

"By the way, Lamb..." Yellow Crown's voice sounded sweet. "Why don't you just give him a moment... Let him sit in the world below, I'm sure the rest of the family are very happy about this unexpected visit and..."

"Narinder doesn't go to Hell for the gods..." Lamb announced coldly, focusing. "After his death, he lands in Limbo, chained, with chains I created for him out of faith and suffering of the followers of particular domains."

The Crowns were amazed. They exchanged slightly nervous and partly surprised or even terrified glances. Only Purple didn't look surprised, but only sighed heavily.

"You created... chains?" Yellow repeated.

"Yes. And Limbo inside the Limbo. You know... such a Limbo through which souls cannot pass on the way to hell..."

"Wait... you have created a place where Narinder is genuinely all alone and in addition chained with chains through which flows the suffering of all beings in all domains?"

They looked at them. They raised an eyebrow as if saying "what, am I indistinctly speaking?" For the first time, something strange appeared in Crown's eyes - something like fear, and in part even respect. If the Yellow Crown had a mouth, she would have whistled in awe. Blue seemed to be incredulous.

"It's... so cruel," he said. "I don't think even Heket would do something like this..."

"Right," said Yellow. And then she became a little worried. "But maybe..."

"Get him out of there!" Green Crown almost demanded. They seemed nervous. "If I had known I'd send him there... Even he doesn't deserve something like that! In fact, even if he touched me and picked me up, I would just refuse to cooperate. I didn't know he was landing in Limbo! Bring him back!"

"And you think what am I trying to do!" snapped Lamb. "You're distracting me! Shut up now!"

They closed their eyes, placing a hand on the dead cat's chest. Then they lifted it slightly, opening eyes. A light appeared in them, as well as between his hooves on the tips of his fingers and the dead cat's chest. The light in his eyes, however, soon turned red, and blood began to trickle from them down his cheeks, dripping onto the ground, as always with stronger spells and rituals. Narinder's body shuddered and lifted slightly into the air. Then it hit the ground violently - and the cat took a sharp breath, as if he were a shipwrecked man who had just been successfully resuscitated. He jumped up with fear in his eyes.

For a moment he looked genuinely terrified. He clearly didn't know where he was, his hands clenched into fists as if they were handcuffed. After a moment he saw the Lamb, his stern expression. The light in their eyes dimmed, and the cat saw an angry glare. Narinder glanced sideways at the Crowns. He swallowed.

"Oh-oh…" he said, then dropped to the grass. "Can I ask you for one more lightning..."

"Oh no!" growled Lamb, getting up. They grabbed his robe, pulling him to his feet. Narinder was surprised - he hadn't thought Lamb was so strong before. It mean, he knew they had great power, but he didn't think that physically, without using spells, they could lift him almost effortlessly. "What was that, Nari?"

The cat shrugged. "You can't be angry I tried," he grumbled. "You told me yourself where the crowns are. You haven't hidden them since then. I had to try. But those damn hats don't seem to like me," he growled.

"Are you surprised?" Lamb snorted. "You ordered the killing of their owners, and before that you mutilated them."

"Well... yes, but now they are no longer associated with them..."

He looked at Crowns. He had a strange feeling that they were making fun of him. Lamb, who was still hearing what the Crowns said and how they acted, narrowed their eyes.

"Yeah, you entertain them," they snorted. "And now you're coming with me."

With those words, they moved forward. The cat didn't move, standing there staring with undisguised hatred at the Crowns. Lamb waved their hand in the air and snapped their finger - and Narinder suddenly felt as if someone had kicked him. He was surprised, but after a moment's hesitation he followed the cult leader, growling curses under his breath.

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Tom 3, rozdział 1: "Korony"

Na ziemi, jak się spodziewało, leżał Narinder. Nie oddychał. Jego ciemnoszare futro wyglądało na nieruszone, oczy były zamknięte, wszystkie trzy. Jagnię rzuciło spojrzenie na Korony, ale te były nieruchome. Ich oczy patrzyły ślepo w przestrzeń, jakby faktycznie były tylko rzeźbami. Potem Jagnię potoczyło wzrokiem po wyznawcach. Komuś wyraźnie zbierało się na wymioty, gdy dostrzegł martwe ciało.

Jagnię uniosło dłoń do czoła i pomasowało przestrzeń między oczami. Potem gwałtownie podniosło głowę.

- Wszyscy... wynocha - warknęło na wyznawców, a ci posłusznie zaczęli się zbierać.

- Czy... mamy uprzątnąć ciało, liderze? - zapytał niepewnie jeden z maruderów.

- Ja nie widzę tutaj ciała do uprzątnięcia - stwierdziło chłodno Jagnię. - Widzę tu wyznawcę, który śpi na trawie.

- Ale...

Spojrzenie w oczy Jagnięcia powiedziało nadgorliwcowi, że lada moment, a on i nowy wyznawca zamienią się miejscami. Pospiesznie oddalił się z tego miejsca. Jagnię natomiast, upewniwszy się, że wszyscy posłusznie znaleźli się daleko od tego miejsca, zwróciło wściekłe spojrzenie na Korony.

- Czego miałyście nie robić?! - zawołał w myślach, a to zostało przekierowane do Koron jako bardzo głośny krzyk przez Czerwoną Koronę. Artefakty mocy drgnęły. Gdyby miały usta, pewnie by się skrzywiły.

- Miałyśmy nie pozwolić mu sięgnąć po nas - oznajmiła niemal zaczepnie Żółta Korona.

- Miałyście go nie zabijać!

- Nie zabiłyśmy - odparła. Po chwili dorzuciła. - Sam umarł. Po chwili.

Jagnię znów pomasowało nasadę nosa.

- Przyczyna zgonu? - rzuciło do Czerwonej Korony.

- Zdaje się, że spory ładunek elektryczny spalił mu wewnętrzne narządy.

- Niebieski, wiesz coś może o potężnych ładunkach elektrycznych?

- Nic nie zrobiłem! - broniła się niemal rozpaczliwie Niebieska Korona. Jej domeną była szeroko pojęta sztuka, w tym magia i nauka.

- Ta... bo jesteś zbyt wielkim tchórzem i boisz się Narindera, nawet w tej ułomnej postaci - prychnęła pogardliwie Żółta. - To nie on, Jagnię.

Jagnię skierowało spojrzenie na Zieloną Koronę. Jej domeną był chaos i dzikie siły natury. Starała się teraz wyglądać możliwie najniewinniej. Zmrużyło oczy.

- Słucham?

Nadal milczała. Pozostałe Korony zerkały w jej stronę zaciekawione.

- No, dobra! Może przesadziłom - burknęła wreszcie. - Ale już kładł na mnie te swoje brudne łapy! Zareagowałom instynktownie... Mogłeś nas ukryć - rzuciła oskarżycielsko do Jagnięcia. - Albo chociaż nałożyć zaklęcie ochronne.

- Nie. Musiał dostać nauczkę. Choć nie planowałom, że tak szybko jego nauczka sprowadzi go do Limbo. - Jagnię westchnęło głęboko, a potem pochyliło się nad ciałem. - Durny kot... Mógł chociaż spróbować udawać, że tego nie planuje...

- Swoją drogą, Jagnię... - głos Żółtej Korony zabrzmiał słodyczą. - Może daj mu jeszcze chwilę... Niech sobie posiedzi na dole, jestem pewna, że pozostała część rodziny bardzo się cieszy z tej nieoczekiwanej wizyty i...

- Narinder nie trafia do piekła dla bogów... - oznajmiło chłodno Jagnię, skupiając się. - Po śmierci ląduje w Limbo, zakuty w łańcuchy, które dla niego stworzyłem z wiary i cierpienia wyznawców poszczególnych domen.

Korony zdumiały się. Wymieniły lekko nerwowe, a po części zdziwione lub nawet przerażone spojrzenia. Jedynie Fioletowa nie wyglądała na zdziwioną, a jedynie ciężko westchnęła.

- Stworzyłeś... łańcuchy? - powtórzyła Żółta.

- Tak. I Limbo wewnątrz Limba. Wiecie... takie Limbo, przez które nie przechodzą dusze w drodze do piekła...

- Zaraz... stworzyłeś miejsce, w którym autentycznie Narinder jest całkiem sam i w dodatku skuty łańcuchami, przez które przepływa cierpienie wszystkich istot we wszystkich domenach?

Popatrzyło na nie. Uniosło brew, jakby mówiło "a co, niewyraźnie mówię?". Po raz pierwszy w oczach Koron pojawiło się coś dziwnego - coś jakby lęk, a po części nawet szacunek. Gdyby Żółta Korona miała usta, zagwizdałaby z podziwiem. Niebieska zdawała się niedowierzać.

- To... takie okrutne - oznajmiła. - Chyba nawet Heket nie zdobyłaby się na coś takiego...

- Prawda - zgodziła się Żółta. A potem lekko zaniepokoiła się. - To może jednak...

- Wyciągnij go stamtąd! - niemal zażądała Zielona Korona. Wydawała się nerwowa. - Gdybym wiedziało, że tam go poślę... Nawet on nie zasługuje na coś takiego! W gruncie rzeczy, nawet jakby mnie dotknął i podniósł, po prostu odmówiłobym współpracy. Nie wiedziałom, że ląduje w Limbo! Wezwij go!

- A co ja próbuję zrobić! - warknęło Jagnię. - Rozpraszacie mnie! Zamknijcie się wreszcie!

Zamknął oczy, kładąc dłoń na piersi martwego kota. A potem uniósł ją lekko, otwierając ślepia. Pojawiło się w nich światło, podobnie jak między jego kopytkami na końcu palców a piersią zmarłego. Światło w oczach jednak zaraz zasnuło się czerwienią, a krew zaczęła ciurkać z nich po policzkach, kapiąc na ziemię, jak zawsze w przypadku silniejszych zaklęć i rytuałów. Ciało Narindera zadrżało i delikatnie uniosło się w powietrze. Potem gwałtownie uderzyło o ziemię - a kot wziął gwałtowny wdech, jakby był rozbitkiem, na którym właśnie przeprowadzono udane sztuczne oddychanie. Poderwał się ze strachem w oczach.

Przez chwilę wyglądał na autentycznie przerażonego. Wyraźnie nie wiedział, gdzie jest, unosząc zaciśnięte dłonie w pięści, jakby trzymał je skute. Po chwili dostrzegł Jagnię, jego surową minę. Światło w oczach przygasło i kot zauważył wściekłe spojrzenie. Narinder zerknął w bok na korony. Przełknął ślinę.

- O-oł... - rzucił, a potem opadł na trawę. - Poproszę jeszcze raz piorunem.

- O nie! - warknęło Jagnię, podnosząc się. Szarpnęło go za szatę, stawiając na nogi. Narinder zdumiał się - dotąd nie przypuszczał, że jest takie silne. Znaczy, wiedział, że ma wielką moc, ale nie sądził, że fizycznie, bez używania zaklęć, jest w stanie go podźwignąć niemal bez wysiłku. - Co to było, Nari?

Kot wzruszył ramionami.

- Nie możesz mieć żalu, że próbowałem - burknął. - Sam mi powiedziałeś, gdzie są korony. Nie schowałeś ich od tamtego czasu. Musiałem spróbować. Ale te przeklęte czapki chyba mnie nie lubią - warknął.

- A dziwisz się? - prychnęło Jagnię. - Zleciłeś zabicie ich właścicieli, a wcześniej ich okaleczyłeś.

- No... niby tak, ale teraz już nie są z nimi związane...

Zerknął na Korony. Miał dziwne wrażenie, że się z niego nabijają. Jagnię, które nadal słyszało to, co mówiły i jak się zachowywały Korony, zmrużyło oczy.

- Tak, mocno je bawisz - prychnęło. - A teraz idziesz ze mną.

Po tych słowach ruszyło przed siebie. Kot nie drgnął, stojąc w miejscu i patrząc z nieskrywaną nienawiścią na Korony. Jagnię machnęło dłonią w powietrzu i pstryknęło palcem - i Narinder poczuł nagle, jakby ktoś go kopnął. Zdumiał się, ale po chwili wahania ruszył za liderem kultu, powarkując pod nosem przekleństwa.

It's time for break !!!

Saw this post by moot and I just had to draw the complete outfit-

So…they’re stuck in the same commune together now

How’s that going for them??

It’s finally here!! The Tiny (Toy) Au!

You’re a sad person that’s been hiding away in your apartment for years, leaving only to get whatever materials or groceries required.

As you grew lonelier, you began to learn how to make toys. And what’s a better toy to make than the adorable puppet from your favorite kids show? But why make only him when you can make the whole cast!!

Or an au where Wally is a tiny toy that’s obsessed with a human.

Wally fits in your palm, while Poppy and Barnaby are as big as a teddy bear

Home is still Wally’s house, opening through the middle to reveal its little rooms. You have to use two hands to hold Home, so it’s decently big

Julie and Sally are a tiny bit bigger than Wally, with Frank and Eddie requiring two hands to hold

Howdy is a bit smaller than Poppy and Barnaby

You know that the toys you created are alive so you make a room to put The Neighborhood in

Wally occasionally tears up the other toys (none of his friends) that you have made out of jealousy

You put scented plush hearts in each of them

Posting this here bc God knows I've neglected my Tumblr

Anyways Mabel's new Summerween matching costumes idea ft Bill who tailored their new cult robes definitely not for Silas Birchtree's cult of Ciphertology

🍁True love found!🍁

Assorted sketches below the cut:

Head empty no thoughts weeheeeeh

Bit of an odd one, but maybe mc/yuu as a blacephalon?

Hmmm....I am mostly am more aware of Lunala and Solgaleo but Blacephalon is definitely a new one for me but no fear! I already have a scenario come up ;)

Warning : Decapitation

"Off with your head!"

Being your usual self have caused Riddle to blew a casket and used he's UM on you when you had been irritating to him by somehow acting almost like Floyd at how cute the housewarden is.

Not a good move.

*CLAMP!*

*THUMP!*

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But not as bad as he's....

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!??!!??"

"Oh Seven!!"

"WHAT THE F**K!?!?"

Everyone in the cafeteria screamed upon the sight before them, panicking, jumping and even running away from the sight that had frighten them.

Grim screamed so loudly that he had floated high with he's face paled.

Riddle just stood frozen of what he had done. Usually he has no mercy upon collaring misbehave students but this...

Ace and Deuce screamed aswell, jumping off their sits at the scene in the cafeteria.

Trey shouted, horrified at the sight before him.

Cater fainted a second later after what had happened.

Leona and Ruggie stared at the sight near the Heartslabyul boy's table, staring at the results with dread written on their faces.

Jack dropped he's sandwhich when he had shouted like everyone else in the area.

Azul coughed out some ink at the scene beholding to him, being thankful that he didnt want Riddle's unique magic.

The tweels just stared like Leona and Ruggie but their expressions are unreadable.

Kalim and Jamil jumped from the scared they had witnessed, with the former screaming he's head off while the latter put him behind he's back out of instinct.

Vil let out a small shout at how horrendous the sight is, standing up from he's sit to back away further from the scene.

As Rook gasped in horror, Epel did like everyone else in the room as both him and the vice dorm back away as well.

Ortho let out vent that is similar to a scared and mortified gasp as he's brother's tablet had let out a sound similar to that of a sheer scream from a person going through a haunted house.

Lilia was silance but no one cant deny the slight horror on he's face as Sebek had dropped he's fork and screamed out more loudly that he's voice is the most loudest.

As for Silver...

ZzzzZzzzZzzzZzzzZ

Thank goodness Malleus isnt here.

But wait!

What could be horrifying to have scared the whole cafeteria?

Aswell as the school's staff that had come to see the commotion, only to wear the same horrified, grim, mortified and feared expressions as their students.

"Prefect Riddle Rosehearts!" Shouted Crowley as he step forward "Wha.." he had to look away from the scene "What is the meaning of this!?"

"I...I..." the said prefect waa beyond words.

Why?

Because your body was limp on the floor with the collar that he had casted for you is laying on the floor next to you.

But why isnt it on you?

Because your head was on the floor....

"Heheheheheh..."

"!!"

Very slowly, all heads (that werent "decapitated") turn to the body of the victim. Many people held onto breaths they didnt know that they held, shaking and trembling to what will happen next, but mostly watch in anticipation to know that they had think up wasnt just....made...up....

"You guys..."

Many people froze when the headless body had suddenly moved upwards in a eerily slow motion, yet it swayed abit which had quickly alarmed everyone.

Crowly, Riddle and the others near the scene backed away as your body slowly walk towards your head, picking it up with your face still unseen by them.

"Do you really think..."

Eyes widen and mouths dropped at the sight of face revealed to them, still blinking and moving with you smirking at them pkayfully at their 'funny' reactions to your 'little' trick.

"That a collar would tame little old me?? Hahahahhahaha! How funny"

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"What?" You bluntly asked them as you put your head under your arm "Never seen a head before?"

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"Come on guys! I though you said the Queen of Hearts decapitated heads! You said it yourself Ace!"

*THUMP!*

Lets just say, its only the beginning for you at this school...

Or rather, only the beginning for this school at your antics.

the lamb: yall mind if i explode into tentacles

havin a little fun with the lamb and potential tentacle body horror because i think sometimes they should be gross. why SHOULDN'T these God creatures be an affront to the nature of creation

What if Luz end up not in boiling islands but in lands of old faith. She end up in the middle fight between Lambert and cultist.

“Oh my god, this place is so cool!”

“I’m glad you like it.” The Lamb chuckled. The Red Crown pulsed on their head, but they ignored it. The creature following behind them was strange, something unseen in this world, but young. She had introduced herself as Luz Noceda and looked around with clear wonder.

The Lamb hadn’t expected her.

In the middle of a battle, no less. 

But the girl had been a good distraction. While the heretics had been distracted, the Lamb had slaughtered them. Much like others who they had found, the girl had been frightened. Wary. But as they escorted her back to the compound, she had unfurled on her own.

She came from a world without the Old Faith. A world without magic, yes, but still. Interesting.

The Red Crown hummed in agreement.

“Here,” They stopped in front of a small tent, near their own. The Lamb had set it up for Ratau when the old rat came to visit, but it also provided shelter for traders who were interested. “I’ll see if I can get someone to get you food and new clothes.” The poor girl’s clothing was torn and ragged from her fall through worlds.

“Thanks, Lamb!” Luz said, her voice bright. It reminded them of a voice from the past, promising joy and laughter. “I’m not sure how I can thank you.”

The Lamb chuckled. “Helping out here and there will be enough,” they said. “We all must support each other out here. The world is dangerous, and you cannot stand alone.”

Luz nodded, her eyes gleaming. Good. So she could learn.

The Red Crown thrummed in delight.

Fnaf

Rooftop

A kinda follow-up mini-comic of the last one I called Bunny Monday This is all an idea inspired by @starlightcloudbaby 's detective AU, but it is not canon inside of their AU please show them love for their work tho, they have made so many beautiful ocs and AUs! Also is Vanny and Y//N blossoming a friendship with each other? You decide 😳