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nothing to see here, just a munching Karna ꒰･◡･๑꒱

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Illustrated by pako

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mthkera

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Karna ❤

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@offthelaw: Slowly slides to his way a deck of cards (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

He recognized the cards as Billy slid them over. Unless he was mistaken, it was Billy’s personal deck. The one Archer liked to use whenever Geronimo was not around to call his bluffs. It might lead to trouble, but learning the rules would be interesting.

“You are up for a game?” Karna asked. “Very well. Will this be a game with chips or actual money?”

#offthelaw #✧ᵃˢᵏ #✧ʳᵉᵖᶫʸ #✧ᶦᶜ

@tyyrant: She is standing behind him, staring down at his hand for some minutes before she eventually gets drawn to it, and starts to slowly attempt to reach out to hold it----- but she stops on her tracks before it's too late, and instead, a question is presented to the lancer. "Karna, can I feel your hand?"

How long had she been standing there? Minutes? An hour? Long enough for them to get used to her presence and not question what held her interest so much, apparently. Turning, they offered Nero their palm. What had her so fascinated they couldn’t say, but her request was a simple one. They couldn’t see harm in it.

“You may. I don’t believe it will be very interesting to you. It’s just my hand, after all.”

#tyyrant #✧ᵃˢᵏ #✧ʳᵉᵖᶫʸ #✧ᶦᶜ

corviida

he finally came home!!

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@erskigal: CAGE of gold and iron takes shape beneath her fingers. It radiates a warmth she has NEVER experienced before, but she is content with that. The soul which burns bright as the sun twinkles and dances within, and she wonders if this soul is similar to their's.

Surprise draws them up short, the intention of asking the goddess a series of questions abruptly fading. The cage looks no different than any other, but what it contains feels familiar. Too familiar. That radiance only ever belonged to one In Karna’s time, the Sun god Surya who had passed that warmth onto Karna themselves and his children.

Although the soul she carried had no face, they felt their chest tighten with familiarity.

“Where did you find that soul?” They ask. “It was not your realm they were meant to rest in.”

#erskigal #✧ᵃˢᵏ #✧ʳᵉᵖᶫʸ #✧ᶦᶜ

sequiteur

apologies to this man (bone drops are too good though)

I’ve had this sitting around as a WIP forever, and sometimes you just gotta clear out the stuff that’s almost done. Throw in a little tone curve correction and some saturated color, boom.

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