(I think texts for each image will work sooo...yeah double descript it)

•Monster Blanket or Blanky for short.

Silly name for a monster right? Well...i feel bad for peeps who love to wrap themselves in the warm blankets. Cause you never know that was him. He is the younger brother of the Boogeyman. And he literally love to diguise himself as normal blanket then started eating peeps if he was hungry but if not he scared peeps to death (well mostly kids). He also have sharp thin claws and big yellow eyes and some visible sharp shadowy teeths that also appears when he show himself. He is a big boi. He can also change his blanket color to have a perfect diguise of a normal blankets of peeps. He belongs to dark world and sometimes travels in human world to go for scare hunt well at least his brother Boogey is not worst as him

•Dark Elves⚫🧝‍♂️🧝‍♀️

I just draw one cause there's so many of them. They are taller than normal elves normal elves average height is 2-3ft while them is 4-5ft. They have palish skin and almost all of them have scars cause they love fighting and a rough ones. Also they have pure black pitch eyes and wear such dark amors or leather armors (this proves they hunt other animals yeshh). They also have spiky helmets and sharp black claws. They all have different styles of outfit and claws and teeths, speaking of teeth, they also have sharp teeths and some are crooked (yup some of them don't know what is brush your teeth at all Toothfairy will be so disappointed at them reason why they hate them too). They love meats and drink alcoholic beverages

Also Females and Males have differences too. Females are thinner and faster and love to wear leather skirts and also use animal bones (or someone's) as their acessories. Males some of them can be well a stubby one (short and chubby) but some have normal weight and thinner they are stronger than normal elves and much wilder and rougher and also they love a beers/whines etc.. so much. Males also the one who build houses and make deadly weapons Males are crazier and more on killing machine. Females are meaner

They all belong to the dark world and belong to Krampus's domain (yes the evil demon goat santa one). And oh! They also make dark toys which is a very deadly one.

They know a little bit of dark magic

•Asmodeus❣😈

Ahh yes the King Of Lust, The Demon of Lust, Love- ya know what? just don't come near at him. He will do anything to get you on him. He is always onto well...18+ stuffs. He also a yandere one he can kill ya and obssessed with ya if he didn't get what he wanted or to be desired in love then you will be a goner. He can be also a Pansexual. He also go into the human world to date peeps. His eyes changes color green to reddish pink. He also have a very charming and smooth voice. Also when you look at his eyes you be hypnotized and force to have love with him. His true form is a big humanoid goat boi. He lives in hell which also can be found deep in the dark world. He can be found at 3rd pathway of hell which aka as 3rd ring.

He has supernatural or demonic powers

Sandman aka Blickfang👁🦉🗡

His real name is Coppelius (yeah he is literally based off on ETA Hoffmann's Sandman which a dark one not the dream giver one) He appears as humanoid creature, he has palish skin, a little bit thin, wear dirty green olive cloaks and clothings, stripe socks and some black leather shoes, he also have long white ash hair, golden yellow eyes (black pitch if he reveals his true form), have pointy ears, torn up gloves, have a black belt strap with golden outlines and designs and have golden eye buckle (some confuse if it was part of his or not) and also have some sanddust (probably use for taking eyes), some ancient knife, hourglass, he sometimes also carries a large sack (probably full of people's eyes and meteronomes) he also have metronomes ticking in different speed (yike just run when you hear one).

He's an evilcounter part of Ole Lukoie aka The Sandman or Mr Sandman (which based off on Hans Christian the dream giver one). And he's taller than him he is 7 footer one (with his true form he is even more taller well ya know owls:^). His true form are owl monster (reason why sometimes he acts like an owl or hissing and make such unusual noises) He appear as humanoid owl creature he has black eyes and longer eyebrows and have owl feather on his body parts fingerless gloves are his claws.Yup he is a scary ass owl man.

He has offsprings owlettes in the darkside of cresent moon cause that's where his domain and nest is,his wife was still unknown, when you sleepless he visits you or even force you to be awake in your sleep with some loud and strange noises he making and then throws or blew a sanddust in your eye to literally put you to forever sleep aka dead boi :^ . Well, when that happens it was well...bloody mess, nightmarish, traumatizing scene. His purpose tooking eyes of people is to feed his offsprings or his to be his food. When he is not satisfied he can go to flesh (yikes :<). He also very protective to his young ones. He used mostly his true form on his domain. Oh! he's older than Ole btw.

He only appears at cresent moon time reason why Ole always observe it and be alert so that he can protect people from him. Some believe he hates it but not really he just worries when it has darkest shadow. Ole was like the Santa who mostly loved by children and Coppelius is like Krampus who mostly feared by children. And Coppeliuse always have creepy smile and small pupils. He also have supernatural abilities

•Black Bishop [Chess Piece] ♟

(I only draw Black Bishop one cause they are so sooo many anyways..)

All of the Chess Pieces has hidden monstrous mouth (purpose? well..for literally eating their opponents) Black ones are worser than the Whites. All black chess live in a dark world (obviously). While White ones lives beyond the heavenly gates. They can move in anyways or normally as others.

Anyways, Black Bishop, wears hooded black robe with golden eye symbols and his robe have crimson red outlines and he has pointy ears and palish skin and more sharper long teeth once hebwill eat you. He act kind at 1st has role of an untruthful prophets, he is more darker and more faker than White Bishop. He is very merciless one and also have sin of lust. He also do blood sacrifices and stuffs. He also an ambusher and a sniper and can be the Black Queen's assassin. He has a nickname of "Headshooter" Cause he love to headshot his target. Yez, he is a type of piece who always keep deadly weapons that includes the strongest guns. He has a staff which is also contains dark magic also can turn into spear when it lands it explodes and resummoned in his hand. His eyes also have some blindfold or bandages cause without it you'll be traumatized. He also a tall boi he is 10footer one. He is truly Evil one. His location can be found at the Dark Castle underground. He also have supernatural powers

•Ghost Of Yet To Come (Future💀)

Same clothes, Same look, Same stuffs with Death himself but they are totally different. Death was the brother of Ole and yeah he took souls and tell such stories too but only two kinds one is good and one is bad. Anyways, Future here appeared to be an enormous dark entity he is 15 foot fall hooded figure. His face can be barely see. But when his face appeared he is palish man with pure white eyes and sometimes his face can be turn into skull. He love to scared to death someone who never learn to their place like what he did to Scrooge. He is the middle brother of Past and Present. He also very protective to them. He lives in the darkworld but sometimes escaping there to be with his brothers. He is far different to dark ones. Well he still have dark behaviour and have a dark sense of humor. But he is very kind one he just being scary and tend to harm other so that they can be good. He never speaks (well for others) or do a lot of sign languages. Only his brothers can hear him talk and a few fellows. He also never makes such expressions just death staring ya. So yeah if you are a mortal or some soul 1st time meeting him you never know if he just staring at you or talking to ya. He has a power of Umbrakenisis and other supernatural powers

This has happened, don't ruin my gay bois

Lewis: Arthur, what are you doing

Arthur: I was taken against my will!

Deadbeats: *in singsong voices* liar, liar, you just wanted attention!

Yoooo, I’m so glad to hear that you’re doing better! The dash just isn’t the same without you and your muses around. You always leave an impression whenever you’re on the dash, and we’ve been missing a little of that magic, so I’m happy to see you up and posting again! Welcome back!

@skullboi

Lillie hesitated at Guzma’s door, one hand raised in preparation to knock and the other holding the vials she was here to deliver. The air hung unusually still around her; for some reason the ocean breezes didn’t seem to reach this spot on the island. She supposed that if she wanted, she could just leave a package with a note by the door, but she’d already put off this meeting for far too long. She should’ve made time to stop by months ago, before getting caught up in her own Pokemon adventure. But she couldn’t change the past, so she’d just have to deal with the consequences now.

She’d spent days trying to figure out what Guzma would want to hear about her mother’s recovery, whether he’d be happy or angry to learn of the progress she’d been making. In the end, Lillie realized that she couldn’t possibly deduce the man’s reaction, because she still no idea what her mother meant to him. Clearly Lusamine thought nothing of him, but she hadn’t been in her right mind back then, and at the same time he’d trusted her enough to walk straight into another dimension. Lillie eventually decided that Guzma deserved the truth, whether it made him feel better or not.

Lillie took a deep breath, squaring her shoulders and holding her chin up, before knocking solidly on the door. “Mr. Guzma?” she called, hoping he’d at least listen to the small speech she’d prepared, even if he didn’t let her inside.

@skullboi​

School – Plumeria doesn’t have any particularly good memories of it – she remembers mostly skipping. And yet the building stands, tall and impassive, in front of her.

She’s here on recommendation. Something about a course at the school here at Melemele, taught by the trial captain Ilima. Molyane had recommended it to her. Gone were the days of mocking the trial captains – here she was preparing to be coached by one. She scowls. How could she have fallen so far? Kicking the dirt angrily, Plumeria stalks past the school, hands burrowed into her pockets as if that were adequate action for the conflicting emotions she felt. 

There’s a place here on Melemele that she remembers, past the meadow and the seaward cave. She sees it in all of the tourist brochures around Alola. Kala’e Bay, it’s called. The best view in all of Alola; or so the brochures said. She makes her way there instead, pushing past the flowers and hearing her footfalls echo in the short pathway of the cave. Regardless of where it was, Plumeria is certain it’s a better location than school.

The day is bright and the ocean breeze is clear as she steps out onto the bay. It’s lovely, and light, and Plumeria finds herself heaving a breath of relief.

“Ay, moana, you never change.” Plumeria mutters as she crouches down near the water, putting her fingers into the sea. At least some things were predictable. Like the rise and fall of the tide. It relieves her that she’s here, by the ocean, instead of in class like she’d promised Molayne. It’s some kind of order to her life that has been fraught with change, this and that, stuff that’s heavy on her with responsibility to change. Deep stuff. Inner demon stuff. It makes her uneasy no matter how much she knows it’s necessary, and so familiar things like this – skipping class – bring her momentary relief. 

Something on the far side of the bay catches her attention. Her attention rests first on the tousle of white hair, and then down to the black hoodie. The emblem on the back, which is oh so familiar to her; crossed out with a big red x. Her mind processes these details separately, and then all at once, and she realizes suddenly who it is –

“Guzma.” It’s hard for her to get the word out of her throat. It’s stuck there.  She tries to say more, but she can’t. In fact, she feels like she can’t move. It’s like there’s static in her brain preventing articulation between her limbs and her head. If she could take a step forward – oh, she would be pushing him headfirst into the water – but she can’t –

But you would be damned if she didn’t try. “Guzma!” A yell. What is he doing in Kala’e Bay? But the thought barely registers. She takes a step forward, and then another. Her voice rises, each word accentuated by a stomp. “Guzma – you – absolute – you bug-eating – sweltering – exeggutor of a man – “

When she reaches him, she grabs him by the shirt, bringing his body close to hers. He’s warm. He’s always been taller than she, but not by much. Her entire being seethes as if on the precipice of explosion. 

“How dare you leave us like that?” Dimly she’s aware of the severe venom in her voice, inflected especially in the ‘us’. “It’s so tough for you to face the consequences of your actions, huh? Was it hard to see your mess cluttered around? You don’t even want to stick around to clean up? You up an’ leave the moment things don’t go perfect? Huh?” She doesn’t mean that. But at the moment, she’s flustered, furious. She can’t see straight. Every emotion she’s felt for the past two months is volcanic. 

She can’t tell him that she’s missed him. He knows already – probably – and he didn’t care.  She also can’t say that his absence has been hurting like an open wound. Only recently had she been able to lick it clean in Team Skull, and not even entirely. Perhaps to another, two months is barely the blink of an eye – but to her, and the entire Skull family, it was like Guzma had been murdered right in front of them. They were still heavy in mourning.