did i forget to mention i’m a huge ava’s demon fan?
did i forget to mention i’m a huge ava’s demon fan?
Her name is Ryo Hiraeth, demon of nostalgia, the ghost of the past.
Ryo (霊) - Ghost (Japanese) ; Hiraeth - a feeling of nostalgia, longing, yearning, and desire (Welsh)
Memories can be toxic, eating at you from the inside if you let it. A taste or sniff at Ryo’s spider lilies can feed you thoughts you’d rather not remember - or, a warm, sentimental feeling that brings you back home - it all depends on your mental stability and recollection.
I’ve had her for a while now but i decided to clean her designs up and give her characteristics for this contest!! ((big thanks to odinarrow for listening to my rambles and giving me a buncha lovely ideas))
"This can, and WILL, blow up in my face. I can see the headlines now- ‘Once famed artist caught making a contract with a Demon, art deemed worthless due to cursed hands’… I’m t-terrified of this failing."
“So am I, young blood.”
"It’s not the same. If this fails, for you, you go about your business and find someone else to make a contract with. For me… I lose everything. The osteoarthritis chews through my hands and I never draw again."
“You forget with whom you are speaking. I remind you, I already have lost everything. Families are not luxuries that can be bought.”
"O-oh, I’m sorry… Morgana, why do you want this contract anyways..?”
"…There is something in the stories you paint. The spark of a life, of a love I once knew. I can see the reflection of what used to be my home come through in your brush. If only in spirit, I want to keep that alive.”
“So yes, if this fails, you lose everything, and I put my loves to rest a second time… I am very much afraid. But be that as it may, do you, Tobias Marker, agree to enter into this contract with me?”
Aahhgh my entry for the Ava’s Demon contest x3x
I’m sure there’s like a billion mistakes and things I could have improved but, I didn’t want to spend too much time on it. D;!
So yeah, I’ve drawn these characters before, but I still liked them so I hope it’s okay for me to have them in the contest.
Either way, facts about the demon and what I imagined it to represent:
Basically it’s supposed to be Regret. Feeling ashamed about even the smallest things. The windows are supposed to be memories, and the ones covered up with tar are pretty well suppressed memories.
That was kind of the idea. Still haven’t thought of any names for the characters but I’ll get to that eventually. @_@
my personal demon, tentatively named Piera Nazareno. She’s never outright mean, but I wish she would go away. Naming her was interesting, Nazareno means “he/she who has separated him/herself from the rest” and Piera means both “stony” and is one letter away from “Pieta” (y’know, that other sad statue.)
for the design your demon contest.
Eeeeey, here’s my entry for Ava’s Demon Design Your Demon contest!
This demoness, while not malicious, has a tendency to see her past and future in rose-colored lens without being aware that neither times are ever perfect (thus the cracks in her otherwise fluffy, elegant form). She always laments that there were/will be better times and is never satisfied with the present enough to be truly happy. She is rather charming and courteous, but that unfortunately only makes it easier to sway her pactmaker into doubting all her choices with insidious criticisms and passive-aggression.
Her name is Melin Mirala, the name adapted from Melinoë (nymph who was known for bringing nightmares) and mirage in Mirala for her delusions. Her element would be wind/air, I suppose.
So yeah, she’s cheerful, ain’t she?
(Also, check out the other entries in #ddcontest2k14 Everyone’s stuff is so rad!)
Lota, the demon of stagnant lakes and stagnant hearts. Draped with a heaving web of algae and dead fish, she is the cold hand on your shoulder, siphoning day by day your vigour and vivacity. As if pulled deep underwater by her touch, no one, and nothing, seems to reach you once she has her grasp on you. The surface of the water becomes the alienating barrier between you and the world you once knew. Nothing that your loved ones do for you seems to reach you down there, where you sit curled up, wondering why you can’t summon gratitude for everything they do for you. Why nothing births excitement in you, why you stare in the eyes of tragedy and loss without a flinch, and why you harbour such distrust for every single nice word that slips from a stranger’s mouth. You’ve already forgotten the feeling of laughter, of a heart racing for the silliest of matters, of compliments that leave you flustered. Deep down at the bottom, you breath and exhale thick and cold water, tight in the embrace of the one that has robbed you of your desire to live and your ability to feel. Above, the ones you care about grow and evolve, whilst you remain unchanged and frozen, gradually fading. You hope for a trigger; for flames to choke the lake and breath back wonder into your eyes and life back into your lungs. You earn for a vigorous shake, for a slap that will jolt you awake. Yet, it never comes. You tilt your head upwards. Moving against the surface, you see multiple dancing lights. They eventually dissipate and her cheek presses against the top of your head, her long arms encircling you, and her lips whispering how much she loves you. You shrug.
For Ava’s Demon contest. I don’t usually do contests but doing this one mattered to me, in a way. I was interested in giving my issues a form, now that I’ve decided to mend myself together, replace my broken heart and try to move on. Maybe I can finally let go.
Before I researched into what kind of demon I’d want to make I wanted to find something with a name fit to my personal demons. After a bit of searching, I ran into a bit of Greek mythology concerning Anemoi, much more importantly, Boreas. He’s a deity of winter and is characterized by his violent tendencies and being quick to anger.
I myself have grown incredibly tolerant of things because I have a certain amount of self control but I wasn’t always that way. I calmed down over the years through plenty of meditation and self reflection and started to act much more empathetically in a lot of situations. Basically, Boreas is the opposite of that.
As a demon, he is a practical entity of misbehavior, lack of self control and anger. He has a tendency to go on and on about terrible things that could be potentially traumatizing and violent and insist that you do them, whether it’s on someone else or yourself. He tries to convince you that your reality is only an illusion so you can do whatever you want but none of it is actually true. One of his worst qualities would probably be that he’s a compulsive liar.
He’s incredibly quick to anger and if he doesn’t get his way he’ll barrage you with the things that you’re the most self conscious about. Honestly he’d probably fit the title of a demon pretty well, there’s no real sense of kindness in him. If he’s not trying to get you to do something or not attacking you, he’s probably complaining about someone or anyone around you.
Aside from that, he dictates in his power, the weather. More importantly he chooses only to bring ice, frost and hail because they’re the coldest and most unforgiving part of any season. With winter, it brings death and Boreas, instead of bringing spring to follow, wishes to keep everything in a frigid prison.
Physically, he appears to be made of ice and stone, wearing pelts and a skull of an animal. There’s nothing warm about him and despite being made of his own real element, he drips but never melts. He’s fairly thin and if you were to stand him up straight you might be able to see the outline of the bottom of his ribcage. You can see some teeth barely through his face, though they hardly serve any purpose to him at this point. If he wanted to open his mouth he could.
While he was living, Boreas was a soldier. He hungered for power but was given none due to his short temper and recklessness in battle. Though he was an incredibly skilled soldier and capable of fighting off many kinds of assailants he was injured in battle to the point he was crippled and could no longer move to do what he pleased. He dared to look into something like cursed wine and ended up brewing one himself. He thought that a life without being able to move and fight wasn’t worth it and so it was worth the risk. Fortunately or maybe unfortunately it did work and Boreas became a demon.
To complete his pact, you would have to take revenge in his place on both the one who crippled him, their leaders, and the ones who denied him power. He really only cares for revenge and could care less about the outcome of warfare even if it would be over. In return for making a pact with him you’d be able to freeze pretty much anything and resist the effects of extreme cold. The environment of anyones combined minds would take the form of a frozen expanse with blizzards galore.
I saw this contest the other day, though and honestly I thought why not make something! It could be fun and designing things has always been terrific. Plus, Avas Demon is such a great comic getting off its feet and I really want to see it happen sometime. It’s the kind of thing I could see and would see in movies HAHA„This was really fun to make, especially the ice parts oops. Same with the fur. And the colors, And pretty much everything else omg.
Best of luck to everyone else though!
Here’s a headshot I forgot to put in earlier since the mask gets in the way >:O
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“MELUSINA” by Jay Briggs
Photography: Fabio Esposito
Make up: Zana Moses
Hair: Gaby Winwood
Model: Skye Victoria
Apparel and Styling: Jay Briggs
his life was totally in danger.
True story; this officer (John Pike) got a settlement of $38,000 because he said he got depressed after pepper spraying these kids. Oh, the depression wasn’t for feeling remorseful for pepper spraying a bunch of college kids peacefully protesting. He got depressed because he said since the media kept playing the video of him pepper spraying peaceful kids without cause, he got threats and didn’t feel safe. He didn’t feel safe. I’m not making that up. This motherfucker collected nearly 40 grand on worker’s comp after assaulting a bunch of college kids.
Notice only 20 shades of gray
It’s been proven that women actually have an acute ability to pick up subtle differences in colors
In response to that last comment^^
Yes. It comes from the Hunter-Gatherer days.
Women were the gatherers. They had to be able to discern between the different shades of colors to know which plants were poisonous and which were not.
Men were out hunting, so they didn’t have to worry about that.
Which is why women see “Blood orange” and “crimson” and “scarlet” etc while guys just see “red”.
Well, that explains…