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mwolf0epsilon · 2 years

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hi I literally couldnt stop thinking about this but here I finally finished this.

Ive had it in my brain since you made it, and I'm obsessed.

Because of tumblr shenanigans I couldn't finish in the time I wanted to but here it is at last I hope you like it 🥺

Omg hi!!!

You drew him so cool I can't 🥺🥺🥺

I'm still figuring out what happened to him in Moth AU since the reason he gets borgified in his backstory is that he was a Commander of the Coruscant Guard that started looking into all the dodgy stuff, and Palpatine had him silenced via turning him into a cyborg abomination that roams the depths of Coruscant's lower levels.

Maybe something similar to that but he ended up in the same lab/facility as the other mutated moth clones? Whatever the case, Sturm's love for his brothers will always land him into monstrous trouble.

I'm sorry about all this strife Tumblr is throwing your way. Shadow-banning sucks and it's harder to deal with.

#star wars #the clone wars #moth au #clone ocs #commander sturm #body horror #my boy... my scary monster boy... you drew him so gorgeous I love it thank you ;u;

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trash-muse · 3 years

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Ask Meme: The Greatest Fear

WHO: Adam Constantine and Asmodel @dark-musngs WHAT: Ask Meme - 😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse WHERE: The playground near John’s apartment WHEN: Az gets a minor heart attack from the tiny human. WARNINGS: None

There were very few creatures in the universe that could scare the angel, Asmodel. He had faced monsters and demons and even dared to oppose the Heavenly hierarchy itself. War, battles, pain, even death.

Asmodel feared none of it.

All the armies of Heaven and Hell combined were nothing compared to the small child currently holding his hand and walking by his side, innocently humming a tune he heard somewhere. And it wasn’t the child’s parentage that scared him - although it probably should have been a factor. Nor was it the kid’s raw power - which also should have been a factor but that did not rattle Az in the slightest.

The thing that scared Asmodel the most was the amount of unbridled love, care and trust the boy placed in him. He felt somewhat unworthy. But there was no way Az would ever give it up.

Well... there was was also the fact Adam Constantine was a cheeky rascal just like his father. And given how much Az knew of John’s history, that was a scary thought.

“Azzie,” Adam’s small inquiring voice drew Asmodel’s attention toward him. “I’m going to go play on the slide now.” And with that, Adam slipped his small hand from Az’s grip and trotted off toward the slide in the playground.

Az moved to a nearby bench seat so he could keep an eye on the kid. The squeals of laughter and joy coming from Adam and the other children in the playground bringing a smile to the angel’s face.

“Which one is yours?” A sudden voice to his left dragged his attention away from the park. It was one of the mothers he had seen at the park from time to time.

“Ah... the blonde.” Asmodel replied with a smile, nodding toward where Adam climbed the ladder to go down the slide again.

“Oh! Gets his looks from his mother, I take it?” the woman asked further, trying to continue the conversation yet clearly trying to do a bit of digging. Az knew he was good looking - he did, after all, choose his vessels - so it wasn’t odd that he gained attention. Of late he had been finding a new market that seemed to take an interest - single mothers.

In the past, Asmodel would have lapped up the attention and used it to his advantage. But despite how gorgeous the woman before him was, Az found he wasn’t interested. It was an odd feeling. But he had everything he wanted waiting for him back home in a dirty old trench coat.

“Actually, his father.” Az responded with a cheery smile. The woman backpedaled, realising what Asmodel’s response implied and tried to awkwardly take back her obvious flirting. Asmodel waved it off as nothing, turning his attention back to the park.

Suddenly, a cold dread flooded through him as Adam was no longer anywhere in sight. His eyes scanned the playground, looking for the young boy, each moment passing causing the panic to build. Az cursed inwardly at himself as he got up from the bench, chastising himself for taking his eyes off Adam for a second. It was a rookie mistake. Especially as there were still enemies out there looking for ways to hurt him and the family he had found.

“Adam?” Az called out, his voice oddly calm as he walked passed several other children, looking behind the slide and into other parts of the playground. “Hey kid! Where are you? Time to go.”

Beyond the park lay a garden of bushes, blocking the playground from view of the neighboring apartment block. Asmodel made his way closer, still looking for a sign of his small human charge. “Adam? You there?”

Just as he moved closer to the bushes to investigate, Adam jumped out with a loud cry of “Raaa!”

Asmodel near fell over in shock and surprise, shaking off the earlier fear quickly and picking up the little troublemaker. “What were you doing, kid?” He chuckled slightly, dread dissipating and replaced with relief. “You know you shouldn’t go running off like that.”

Adam giggled, no indication that he understood the fear he caused or the trouble he was in. Or perhaps he did but inherited that annoying trait off John in that he just didn’t care that he was doing something mischievous and potentially dangerous.

“You jumped when I scared you.” His giggles continued, his grinning face cheeky and full of mirth. “I thought angels didn’t get scared.”

“I wasn’t scared.” The angel lied, carrying Adam back to the path home. “I just wanted to make sure the Bogeyman didn’t get you and gobble you up.”

“No such thing!” Adam laughed louder as Az tickled him with the tease. He knew a lot about the occult and what was a real monster and what wasn’t thanks to his parents but there was still a lot more to learn.

“Oh, yes there is. You ask your dad. He’ll tell you all about the evil Bogeyman.” Asmodel continued, keeping his face earnest so as to not be caught out. The kid looked at him with renewed wonder, no idea if Az was telling the truth or not.

Suddenly, tiny arms went around Asmodel’s shoulders and neck and Adam leaned in close. “I’m sorry for scaring you. Won’t happen again.”

“It’s okay, kid. You were just having fun.” Az accepted the apology in a heartbeat.

Of course, he knew it would happen again. And again. And again. The kid was a Constantine and the Constantines seemed to have made it their mission to make his life scary and difficult as can be.

#c: asmodel #muse: adam constantine #ask meme: the greatest fear

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