If it’s not a nipple it’s an odd place to deliberately draw a bruise given that the positioning would naturally be confused with a nipple.
Given the skill of the artist, I think it is more likely a deliberate nipple than it is an accidental nipple.
“My master was the greatest lord general to the king Au Vam, Ryo-ten-Ryam, who first coaxed me into learning the ways of turning men into ghosts. As his interest quickly turned to the wholly uninteresting and most useless parts of my body, I returned the favor and relieved him of his.”
-Meti’s Sword Manual, Argument 3
To see brothers of the Iron temple bring knowledge and wit to the far corners of the great interwebs, it brings a tear to the eye. It seems as though lately many more are following the iron path, following it down to healthier and happier lifestyle.
In the first, that Cio grows further from her pretense at an internal skeleton is pleasing to me from a creature-design perspective.
In the second, that Cio’s blade was blocked by the very book which contains her chronicles of the Rising King and mysterious yet charming stranger is pleasing to me from a poetic perspective.
In the third, that Cio’s claws laid bare Alison’s breast is pleasing to me from a historical perspective (specifically, as a reader of Cioelle’s nice and accurate histories).
Blast and bother this vexsome comments box and bother and blast my own addled pate for relying too oft on auto-complete.
I forgot my own damn name.
It’s “Denies”, not “Devours”.
At least, for the moment.
It also helps when the book does not conform to typical 3-dimensional space and is several kilometers thick on the inside despite being mere centimeters on the outside.
Friend, while the words of a textbook may be heavy, they’re not nearly as heavy as the heart of those who bear them.
I’ve heard there’s a sort of tea that helps. It’s made from a strange bean. When this bean is roasted, ground, and placed in a filter through which boiling water is poured, it creates a tea that is pungent and sweet in odor. It’s quite bitter to drink, but restores life to those with weary minds and bodies. It’s called many things, but you may know it as “Coffee.”
Cio’s berserker state and the ease with which she seems to enter and leave it is interesting. Also areola.
That’s a bruise
No, my sweet child. That is a nipple. Most women have two of them, one on each breast.
I think not, my friend.
No, I reckon Strider has got it correct. That ‘bruise’ is in the right place (more or less) for that.
That suspicious fold of her shirt hides the real one
If it’s not a nipple it’s an odd place to deliberately draw a bruise given that the positioning would naturally be confused with a nipple.
Given the skill of the artist, I think it is more likely a deliberate nipple than it is an accidental nipple.
Please don’t say strider like that
“My master was the greatest lord general to the king Au Vam, Ryo-ten-Ryam, who first coaxed me into learning the ways of turning men into ghosts. As his interest quickly turned to the wholly uninteresting and most useless parts of my body, I returned the favor and relieved him of his.”
-Meti’s Sword Manual, Argument 3
Well spotted, friend.
honestly no idea what you guys are talking about can’t see shit
I think it was changed since back then.
<3
the blade imparts a foreign bitterness. how could she betray me? i execute a partial curl. one last rep
and if you place your trust in steel
it will tarnish and turn heel.
Look, or let your fingers feel.
That’s why you learn to cut without steel, so that you can cut without limit.
To see brothers of the Iron temple bring knowledge and wit to the far corners of the great interwebs, it brings a tear to the eye. It seems as though lately many more are following the iron path, following it down to healthier and happier lifestyle.
Even a devil may cry once their flame is bonded to another, or so the old sages once said.
LIES!
Let tears wash away the stain of blood. You are once more born anew.
yaaaay!
dare i say it
devilmon crybabey
You stop that
(Are wa dare da, dare da, dare da~)
I cant believe INGVLD is fuckin dead.
Also this page is gay af
Cio/Alison/White Chain confirmed?
Also Idk if you were memeing but that isn’t INGSVLD (tho they are definitely fuckin dead).
Alison complimented her writing, they are definitely together now.
The Hellenians were right in concluding that the purest love is that between lovers of the same gender.
Once again, that’s not INGVLD, but his brother whose name I have forgotten.
Cio was using him as a fanfic journal.
Alas, poor Ingslvd, I knew you Horatio or something?
All will be healed.
Cio protecc
Cio attacc
But most importantly…
Cio come bacc
Not gonna lie, this comment gave me the feels.
Cio look at Al-YIS-UN’s racc
*Cio got bacc
Wisdom in jest.
In the first, that Cio grows further from her pretense at an internal skeleton is pleasing to me from a creature-design perspective.
In the second, that Cio’s blade was blocked by the very book which contains her chronicles of the Rising King and mysterious yet charming stranger is pleasing to me from a poetic perspective.
In the third, that Cio’s claws laid bare Alison’s breast is pleasing to me from a historical perspective (specifically, as a reader of Cioelle’s nice and accurate histories).
end of Devilman Crybaby (2018)
Blast and bother this vexsome comments box and bother and blast my own addled pate for relying too oft on auto-complete.
I forgot my own damn name.
It’s “Denies”, not “Devours”.
At least, for the moment.
Faust!
Yay!!!!!!!!!
Reconciliation AND a nipslip!
That would be some areola, I think.
A hands breadth from becoming unwound!
At least, Allison’s shirt is…
A dizzing blow to body and mind!
How quickly the tide turns….
You tease.
Forgiveness
Can you imagine?
Let this warning stand to all, my lovelies.
Thus always to books.
The crimes of literature will not go unpunished. Justice unto all novels and manuscripts.
omg allison’s boob
Yes…
Relish the meat, until it’s time is ended.
Behold, our heroes!
There’s not much left.
A little known fact: a large enough book can double as a shield, giving you a +2 bonus to armor.
It also helps when the book does not conform to typical 3-dimensional space and is several kilometers thick on the inside despite being mere centimeters on the outside.
I see you are referring to my organic chemistry textbook, an astute observation certainly
Friend, while the words of a textbook may be heavy, they’re not nearly as heavy as the heart of those who bear them.
I’ve heard there’s a sort of tea that helps. It’s made from a strange bean. When this bean is roasted, ground, and placed in a filter through which boiling water is poured, it creates a tea that is pungent and sweet in odor. It’s quite bitter to drink, but restores life to those with weary minds and bodies. It’s called many things, but you may know it as “Coffee.”
in a bout of rage, the demon leaves a mark on two parts of her self!
alas cio, neither of thee were in the right mind!
IA IA, the call goes out to all. Those that see are the ones blinded by frendship
I miss Cio’s thinner buggy limbs, she should have never gotten that gym membership.