Beautiful Illustrations By Niuya

i have made the executive decision to start listening to ghost.

a little bit earlier I was having a conversation with my mom about how I'm antisocial, and all I could think about was

I'm an alien. people don’t even believe in my existence, and those that do, when they see me, everyone thinks they’re lying. 

DemonBAE Masterpost

Someone asked for a list of the comics and the order to read them, I will also got through the posts but for now here you go guys!

This whole AU was created by @that-one-girl-behind-you and Myself. (I can’t believe how much content we have made for this au holy shit)

Fics:

Rose-colored Glasses

Hell is empty (the demons are all up here)

How to propose in Gravity Falls: a 5+1 story

Comics (Kind of in order):

Secret pt 1

Secret pt 2

Secret is out pt 1

Secret is out pt 2

Grunkles concern pt 1

Grunkles concern pt 2

Demoning 101

Date

Friendship

Summoning 101

Just a kid and his dog

Fashion pt 1

Fashion pt 2

Fashipn pt 3

Tragic Backstory pt 1

Tragic Backstory pt 2

Kick Ass

Deals pt 1

Deals pt 2

Deals pt 3

Deals pt 4

Deals pt 5

Extra Art:

Crossover from hell pt 1

Crossover from hell pt 2

Pacifica new look

Buttler Wirt

Beast Wirt

Sketches pt 1

Sketches pt 2

Sketches pt 3

lol a lil comic idea I had and I just had to make it. Herobrine is like a celebrity lol, no privacy at all. His people are just interested about his life that’s all 

Moreover, i wanted to draw the mobs and the bad guys, just wanted to see how they would look in my style what do you think? I didn’t change entity’s design. For null, I made him into a Shadow Samurai  I thought it would be cool haha

I hope you guys liked it!!!

do y'all think that maybe killua loved illumi at all?

i wanna think that before the training started, maybe he did, probably thought he looked kinda weird but still loved him even tho he looked creepy

just finished HUNTER X HUNTER. I just, wow. i don’t even know how to explain the feelings im feeling, that was a rollercoaster. 

after 3 long years of starting it, pausing and not coming back to it, having to restart, and restart again, im glad i finished it.

(im probably going to make a longer post about it in a few hours, but eh)

Freshly adopted Jason, who is so used to taking care of his mother that the first morning in the manor, he wakes up in early hours to cook for Bruce, too.

Logically speaking, he understands that Bruce doesn't need it — he is a healthy adult, and they have Alfred — but it is six in the morning, and his mind is foggy, so he just follows his instincts. Maybe he does not even realise that mom is not here, after all.

Alfred finds him in the weakly dimmed kitchen when he finishes his walk around the Manor before starting with his chores. He is amused at first, stopping quietly behind the child. He is doing great (that's a surprise since Dick intentionally just stirred more trouble), and Alfred can't help but smile a little.

'Good morning, master Jason. If you are hungry, you should wake me up the next time. I promise to take care of you.'

Jason blinks owlishly, still awfully sleepy. His eyes are barely opened, his hands working on the automat.

'Breakfast,' he mumbles, frowning a little. 'For mom- I mean, for dad.'

Alfred's smile falters. His original impression shifts in a late realisation.

Oh.

'Master Jason, you shouldn't really-'

'Finished,' he yawns, putting a one — just one, nothing for himself at all — plate in front of Alfred.

It is a very simple dish, scrambled eggs with some black paper and toasted bread — but not even made in a toaster, just on the pan; this kid probably doesn't know how to use toasters. It smells nice, Alfred compliments mentally.

'Can you-' He yawns. 'Pass to-'

And then little Jason falls asleep helplessly, falling right in Alfred's arms. He catches him, of course. This boy weighs nothing at all.

'Hey, Al,' Bruce sticks his head in the kitchen, no less sleepy. 'What is going on?'

Alfred explains to Bruce what happened, and he is no less distraught. He helps him to put Jason in the bed and eats all the breakfast he prepared, with a mixture of delight and despair.

And when Jason wakes up, embarrassed by the faint memories of the early morning, Alfred puts a big plate in front of him, filled with so much food that his big blue eyes light up instantly.

'Bon appetite, master Jason,' he smiles. 'Your cooking had passed my personal standards for a cook. You are a good soldier.'

Jason giggles, his mouth already stuffed with bacon.

'That I am.'

And that he always will be.

“I’m not everything I want to be, but I’m more than I was, and I’m still learning.”

— Charlotte Eriksson, Everything Changed When I Forgave Myself (via books-n-quotes)

“no other word makes my mouth as tender as your name.”

— Emery Allen, “Soft Human” (via wnq-writers)

“Sometimes, home has a heartbeat.”

— Beau Taplin