#Shogun of Sorrow {Aku}

[asamuraicalledjack]

#aku #samurai jack #cartoon network #a samurai called jack #foolish samurai #aku samurai jack #shogun of sorrow #deliverer of darkness

[illpadrino]

#shogun of sorrow #aku #samurai jack

[zeenovos]

Sometimes I just go back and go dang, these are really good designs I did. (They’re both still available, naturally)

#zeenovos art #hard enamel pin #enamel pin #soft enamel #enamel pins #samurai Jack #aku #samurai jack aku #shogun of sorrow #robot #robot oc #robot pin #painkiller

[fellomenking]

... I’m still not opposed to there being a wedding.

I’m just enjoying the angst. >:3

#{{OutOfOmens}} #I mean... OOC I use a LOT of Aku icons. #Gives the idea that this blog IS run by the Shogun of Sorrow.

[amelheth]

As for today's bonus, a little piece of Aku, the Master of masters, the Deliverer of darkness and the Shogun of sorrow!

#aku samurai jack #samurai jack #art #digital art #artists on tumblr #digital illustration

[silyabeeodess]

SJ Oneshot: A Demonic Mold

Years of carefully done planning wasted: The world's greatest hope against the immortal monster that was Aku had vanished.

Not dead, just... vanished. If the Emperor's son had been slain, Aku would've made a bigger point to boast than he did—and oh, did he boast. It just wasn't the kind of show he usually put on whenever he removed some thorn in his side. This time, there was no body to put on display. This time, he was vague, nervous even, as if the Shogun of Sorrows himself wasn't completely sure of his own victory. 

The Warrior couldn't imagine anyone from the Emperor's bloodline to be the type to turn tail and run, so Aku must've played some trick when the two battled. In any case, the prince was still missing. Aku was still expanding his influence over the whole of the Earth. People like himself were still fighting, holding off the villain's forces which only seemed to grow by the day.

Aku's tower loomed in the distance: A dark, jagged spire that threatened to pierce the heavens. Behind the Warrior stood a thousand more. There was no point in trying to launch a surprise attack by nightfall: It would just give their demonic, shadow-like enemies an advantage. No, he'd catch Aku off-guard some other way. He wasn't exactly bred for combat and he didn't have a magic sword, but he did have his wit. And in the very least, he had to try...

"The men are ready," came a gruff voice from behind, "We'll move out as soon as you give the order, captain."

Biting back fear, the Warrior offered the other a small grin, "Don't call me that..."

"Who else would I call that?" the soldier guffawed in reply, "You're the brains of this operation, remember?"

Yes, and when every last one of them died, he'd have no one to blame but himself. In reality, even he knew that this was a suicide mission. At this point though, they just didn't have any other choice but to fight. And even on the small chance that they did succeed, it was almost assured that most of them wouldn't be around to join in the celebrations...

For not the first time, the Warrior found himself comparing his own shape to that of the men who accompanied him. Most of the soldiers were fierce and loud; big, hulking men that looked like they could snap a tree like a toothpick. Meanwhile, he was that toothpick. The Warrior was tall, toned, but ultimately lanky in appearance. Outside of his gift for strategy, he didn't belong with them.

His only weapon was a long bow, which he now unslung from his waist. He pulled out an arrow wrapped with a tiny, damp cloth on the tip, then ignited it. The Warrior took a deep breath, then fired—launching it into the sky with a parade of sparks.

The army behind him erupted into a roar. The sound was terrifying, like the a massive wave breaking through a ruined dam. However, a part of him had to admit, it was also thrilling. Countless hooves beat the earth as the men and their steeds charged past him, racing on to meet their fates.

Moving with a smaller team, the Warrior circled the main advancement at a distance. For a while, all they could do was lie in wait as their allies clashed with Aku's demonic forces. Then, a break finally appeared closer to the base of the tower. 

They made a mad dash for it. He road almost center while the rest of his team took down any enemy soldiers that crossed their direct path. The way inside was blocked, but not shut, so that the next wave could move out when ready. The Warrior quickly fired off an arrow to take down one of the soldiers, then leapt off his horse and raced inside.

The gate's controls sat on a dais not far off. Again, he launched another arrow and the demon guarding it erupted in a haze of smoke as it struck his chest. He raced up the steps and broke the lever, locking the gates in-place. 

That took care of Phase One—granted, it was far too easy for him to feel comforted in making it this far. Phase Two involved splitting off even further to locate the Shogun of Sorrows and free any prisoners he might be keeping close-by. For the most part though, his role was done. He wasn't strong enough to join in rest of the fight.

The Warrior leaned his back against the porous wall behind him, his bow nevertheless at the ready. He looked down one of the adjacent passages, its harsh, red light seemingly taunting him where he lurked in the equally oppressive shadows. To his growing wariness, Aku's forces only trinkled out in small numbers, which were swiftly dealt with as their own soldiers closed in. There was no sign of the second wave. 

A moment later, he straightened himself back up, shouting down to the others, "I'll scout ahead!"

Without alerting them further, he ventured higher into the tower. He sneakily took out a few more of the demons from a far along his way; however, beyond that, the halls were as eerily bare as the ones below. It could've been that Aku's minions simply spawned out of thin air in the very same vapor they returned to when destroyed. Still, though he did make an attempt to keep himself hidden as much as he could while he progressed, it was as if nothing even truly bothered to register his presence.

At least not until he reached what he thought to be the heart of the tower. The second he entered, he felt an immediate, overbearing sensation of someone's eyes locked onto him. His skid to a halt, his final footsteps echoing throughout the massive chamber. Looking around, he saw nothing.

The Warrior's only company was the low drone of the cavernous pit below. With the red, flame-like patterns of the walls surrounding it, it was like staring into the core of a dying star. There was no clear end to it, and as he stared at it long enough, he could've sworn he saw the shadows it stretch and claw along its perimeter.

A rush of air at his back nearly toppled him. He turned around to find that part of the shadows had molded into a towering, solitary form: Aku himself.

For a moment, the Warrior was completely frozen. The dark entity looming over him gave him a knowing, cruel smile. Before a word was said between him—as if he could even clearly hear anything the villain said, he was so terrified—the former grit his teeth and fired. The arrow pierced the monster in the waist, but Aku didn't even flinch. The weapon was simply absorbed into his body.

Aku then raised a claws hand. The arrow was launched back out, the Warrior lunging away in time for it to only graze him in the arm. He stumbled along the crowd, his mind scrambling to remember how to escape. 

Then, like swatting a fly, Aku knocked him away—directly into the pit. The Warrior felt his body falling helplessly before darkness overwhelmed him, following by what sounded like a chorus of distorted, screaming voices all trapped within the void. He was drowning in them, fighting and kicking at enemies both real and imaginary.

Until they suffocated him.

Until they consumed his every thought.

Until he tired, all while never able to find a moment's rest.

Until he gave into them, feeling the shadows flood every part of his being.

Until, one day—out of the countless days he spent in that sea of horrors—he heard a familar voice call out to him: "From deep within the bowels of the Pit of Hate, I summon you."  

((Author's Note: This has next to no canon basis outside of bits and pieces ducktaped together. It's just an idea I had about how Aku gets some of his minions, and I wanted to put it to words. I mean, when we first see him create them in in the timeline, they're not all of the various monsters we see him manifest later. They're more like copies of himself, or possessed soldiers puppeteered to act like doubles of himself. I also personally don't see how a being like Aku, who is evil and destruction incarnate, can truly creating anything. Still, there's a lot of lost souls the Pit of Hate devoured over the years, even before Aku gained consciousness. I can see, rather than simply dying, some of those souls becoming distorted, demonic entities themselves.)) 

#my writing #fanfic #fanfiction #oneshot #for those who miss the hints #demongo is the implied warrior in this #not going to have anything to do with my fusionfall stuff don't worry #unless maybe other people really bite onto this #because i do like the idea myself #i don't know what i'd do with it i just like it #cartoons #tv shows #aku #demongo

[fanworld316]

The Shogun of Sorrow #cartoon #fanart #samuraijackaku #aku #samuraijackfanart #samuraijack https://www.instagram.com/p/CcGNcoAtgXc/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#cartoon #fanart #samuraijackaku #aku #samuraijackfanart #samuraijack

[teacupballerina]

I know I keep flooding your inbox with long Aku asks, but I have a question regarding his birth that I feel I need personal clarification on. Would you say Aku was BORN evil, and thus everything he does is ingrained into his very being and cannot be changed or reverted into something positive, or do you think Aku was born like any other living sentient organism, which is a blank slate? I watched the birth of evil 1 and 2, and what struck me as noteworthy was Akus behavior with the emperor. It's a little dicey? Aku comes off as arrogant and sinister in his actions and line delivery, but I can't decide whether it's Aku being purposefully malevolent, or him just being himself without any intent of malice. What made me think on it were scenes like the emperor shooting Aku with arrows, and Aku seems to almost cower a little from the pain? But then he immediately goes "NOTHING of this world can harm me! I am Aku, the shogun of sorrow, the deliverer of darkness, your new master, and you-" I realize Genndy's intent with his show was likely just "Aku was born an absolute unknowable evil, and nothing much more bc this is a cartoon where he's the evil villian" but I do think there could be some complexity within Aku as a character, it's just that I'm unsure as to how to fully unravel him.

NEVER apologize for flooding my inbox with the love for Aku, because my heart is infinite and can both give and receive love for Aku.

That being said,

Aku was born as Aku. His mannerisms, his laugh, his default appearance, are innate. There is nothing inherently evil about those things.

His first words were "Thank you". Hardly anything particularly evil about that.

Aku doesn't even appear to be openly hostile until he's attacked/rejected

^^^^ This is not a look of physical pain. It's established seconds later that he isn't physically harmed by anything natural. So it has to be anguish.

Immediately following this, Aku goes on a rampage. Because basically he spent 65 million years as a tar swamp, able to hear and sense things around him but unable to speak, then he is born with the powers of god and his dad just shot him. Aku said "fuck you to everything you love in a 50 mile radius". And there's not really any coming back from that. Once you burn down a city and kill hundreds or thousands of people during your temper tantrum you can't exactly apologize and move on, you HAVE to double down. And Aku does not even know that doubling down isn't an option.

Soooo to answer your question, I feel that Aku was not born "evil" but simply came to embody "evil" through his actions. He started off neutral for five seconds (or maybe was already thinking about going wild and the emperor just gave him an excuse) but there are tons of AUs of what could have happened if the Emperor hadn't immediately attacked.

On the flip side you could say that Aku was somehow mocking the Emperor but I think that's literally just the way Aku talks....... a little sassy. The Emperor probably thought he was being mocked which prompted the attack, but Aku was just stating a fact and having a giggle. If he came out with a child's body and voice it wouldn't have seemed mocking or aggressive, you know? 🥲 I feel like one of the most appealing things about Aku's character is that no matter what he says or does or what form he takes he is clearly Aku, with the same speech pattern, the same laugh, the same big gestures and expressions... even in stories or moments where he's not all evil he still has those mannerisms and THAT is what he was born with

#samurai jack #aku #akutheories #1am akuposting #idek if it makess sense #i swea to god i have a post like this somewhere in my aku theories tag #but its probably far back as fuck #ask teacup #toastgoatteeth

[myinfluencerboyfriend]

My love- It is I, Aku, the Shogun of Sorrow! The Deliverer of Darkness! And I come to deliver to you a most important message! You know that my days are busy, filled with smiting and the like, but I wanted to tell you that I, as powerful as I am, will still always make time for you. Yes, for I am immortal! I have all the time in the world to take power over all the land and destroy those who oppose me... but I have found that love is quite fleeting. But it is strong! Stronger than anything else! Not even the most foolish of people could possibly doubt my love for you. I would do anything for you, make no mistake! They will all fall to the power of Aku! Anything in the world to keep you safe, sweetheart.

~ Aku, the Shapeshifting Master of Darkness

AUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

#I LOEV YOUUYUUUUUUUY #wails and cries!!!!!!!! #kie answers asks #keepsake #crush tag #kie's art

[swordsxandxshadows]

Samurai Jack

Featuring Aku I kept forgetting to post these up here since I finished them a while back...my bad! Honestly, I have no excuse other than I like dressing up my boi in sultry stuff because HOT DAMN he can work it.

...and yes, I will have more later cause of course~ Enjoy 8D

#OutOfTime {OOC} #Mun Menu {Mun's Art} #Back to the Past {Samurai Jack} #Shogun of Sorrow {Aku} #Samurai Jack #Aku #Humanized!Aku #fanart #I don't think I need to tag as mature cause nothing bad here #Except sexy outfits sooooo #Anyway have some Aku #Or as D would say Twinku and well AIN'T wrong

[asamuraicalledjack]

#samurai jack fanart #samurai jack #aku #a samurai called jack #foolish samurai #shogun of sorrow

[sasorikigai]

❝  i always feel better when you’re here.  ❞ (Aku @Scorpion/Hanzo)

back at it again with misc memes || @swordsxandxshadows || accepting

▬▬ι═══════ﺤ 🔥 || Suddenly startled from slumber; completely covered in cold sweat, Scorpion’s head hangs heavy, hunched forward. His throat tied tightly, too tense to breathe, as panicked pulse with pins and needles ravage through his magmatic bloodstream and broad expanse of his marred flesh. His chest remains clutched by his long, calloused fingers, while all four chambers compress. When his own irredeemable flaws become comforting and the sting of bone-shattering winter’s wrath lessens, Scorpion’s eternal inferno keeps him warm, as tomorrow beckons - lest it isn’t all open arms and rosy cheeks - as it greets the spectre as if it has waited him for its entire span. 

The ghosts of the life Hanzo Hasashi used to live still linger in the empty space where Harumi and Satoshi used to be; and Scorpion wonders if he ever did become a better being, if he continued to love with all of his indomitable heart and soul, as all the torn and fractured parts of his being continue to heal. Aku and Scorpion’s love had been thicker than flesh, transcending beyond the corporeal and mystical; in this way, they are eternal and even their death will not do them part. How Aku holds him as if he was slipping away, already gone, and inevitably irretrievable. But they live in the same sky and the same horizon, as their love sees one another in the most sincere intentions; is everything and at the same time. How it permanently would change Scorpion as he would embrace the shallows of his flaws, as it lets him to stay the way he is without letting him lose his identity. 

Aku never saw him as a specter to manipulate, as he joined Scorpion in the fathomless depths of hell where they used to commit the greatest of sins; with destructive fire of sorrow, grief, and despair burning them ablaze, the rawest of elements engulfing them in everburning flames. “Reflections of my past are memories that cannot come back, forever left in arrears because of time. For it lives only in our mind as fragments or pieces once experienced for that moment, for that minute in time which amplifies further as the construct of my eternal time moves in painfully slow gait,” Scorpion’s absolute yearning becomes a breeze of feeling, as the effulgent sunshine of his tender gaze gives comfort to body and mind, further reminiscing of the ephemeral peace he enjoyed with his loving family. 

“Despite such ongoing trials and tribulations I may face, in your arms, the halcyon night lasts much more, in its softer, gentler ways, filled with a resolute hope. For my heart rises and shines golden. It will be just as soft, as understanding as the moonlight I used to gaze when the whirlwind of thoughts would consume me. My oaths, whether in life or death, mortal or eternal, would no longer be thrown to the abyss of Nether. For my oaths will sing out and emanate from my fathomless pyres, burning the world whole,” Scorpion extends his long, calloused fingers, a manifested construct of his vehement, solemn oath rewritten in the surface of his heart and soul. “For our effort and courage will be further bolstered with our purpose and direction. As long as we remain strong in not only body and mind, but our spirits and souls, we will conquer anything and everything.” 

Even as the grieving severity of his etched expression may continue to remain, as Scorpion’s pained expression tauts beneath his mask.  ▬▬ι═══════ﺤ 🔥 ||

#✗ the ineffable testimony of spawned hellfire (scorpion) #✗ hellfire fibrillating beneath his skin (iv) #✗ the shogun of sorrow (aku || swordsxandxshadows) #(scorched souls) #swordsxandxshadows

[100-hollow-001]

Aku except he’s sMexY

#aku aku #smexy #aku #shogunofsorrow #samurai jack #aku shogun of sorrow #shogun of sorrow

[tjally]

#aku #samurai jack #its the guy #the shogun of sorrow #shapeshifting master of dorkness #darkness* #tjallyart #coloured work

[fellomenking]

... Alright, so as ya’ might have guessed: I roleplayed as AKU a few years back -- hence why I’ve got a crap tone of AKU Icons in my folder.

During my time as the SHOGUN OF SORROW, I remember peeps mentioning this one particular film -- I don’t know off-hand what the name of it is, but it involved this Samurai Dude and a cat.

... And since Morgott X Tarnished seems to be a bit of a hot thing right now, I’m’a raise to you a prompt:

Draw your OTP!

#{{OutOfOmens}} #morgott x tarnished #margit x reader #morgott x reader

[amelheth]

Long time wanted to do this idea. Our dear Lord Aku, the shogun of sorrow, and his opposite counterpart (custom oc) Zen!

#digital art #art #artists on tumblr #digital illustration #samurai jack #aku #aku samurai jack #samurai jack fanart #zen