I opened a discord link where you lovely people can post and make drawing requests, free of charge. An opportunity to get your work noticed and to sample your work.🪼
⚠️: Let's keep it relatively PG, limit gore and suggestive posts and rather request that privately to an artist of your interest.
Me writing what I think was going through Benedict's mind during the fever, because I have free will. Mentions of death.
"The fever had taken him, sweat wiped from his brow with a damp cloth. Each breath felt as if it would pierce his lung, grunting in pain.
Kicking at his sheets to relieve some of it's weight. Only when his vision began to blur, panic set in.
Benedict never thought of death, he avoided it heavily after his father's passing. Saying it would 'dull' conversations, but in this moment. The unknown being a possibility, he could barely lift his limbs as the burning clouded his head. What did his father think of in his last moments, what would Anthony do in this situation.
All Benedict had been was the dissapointing second son. The joys he had experienced while being wild and unrestrained, felt like nothing compared to the grief he felt over his own life. Nothing he did, ever earned praise. Always told he looked like his brothers, but lacked Anthony's tenacity or Colin's sensitivity. No, Benedict only had charisma, no gifts, no title, just a person taking up space.
He barely registered the door opening, his breathing still shallow. Voice low as he tried to call out. The figure that wiped his brow returned, murmuring something of 'This will burn..."
The smell of distilled clear alcohol and a sharp pressure on the side of his body had him screaming. Stuttering as he coughed, the stinging not subsiding. Endorphins shooting up his spine to soothe him. But the fear of earlier was too much, the figure looked as though it wanted to retreat.
Alone, no, he could not be alone again, not at a time like this, no. He used the last of his strength to grip at the satin night gown the figure wore, digging his hand into the fabric through delirious haze.
"Please, I don't want to be alone..."
The face over him was that of his beautiful lady in silver, still not registering real life from fantasy.
"Don't leave me again... I'll be better."
The hands traced his face, wiping his cheek with the cold cloth of earlier. He doesn't recall when it stopped, when he became invisible to his own parents. When his mother would bare him a glance or when his father cared enough to teach him to be a man. They were good people, who tried their hardest, but that didn't save Benedict.
His outlandish interests, acting like a free spirited man, embarrassing his mother by being a rake. He just wanted to be seen, acknowledged again, didn't matter how.
"Kiss me..."
He pleaded at his silver lady, reality showing him Sophie but his deepest fantasy offering him comfort in the silver lady's arms.
"Please..."
He looked as though he could cry. Fear of death as well as realising how insignificant his life had been, the world could at least settle at him having this beautiful women at his side.
He was limp in bed, still mumbling unintelligible rambles. Still holding the skirt of the night gown with no thoughts of letting go. He couldn't perform an outrageous trick or say something shocking to charm her. His breathing had begun to even, now sensing the drowsy pull of exhaustion.
"Please, stay..."
All the words he could never ask of his own family, or his friends. Never the abundance of lovers that warmed his chambers, but on the possibility of death. He would plead, his last moments needed to have some meaning, enough for at least one person to stay by his side.
The voice whispered soft comforts, hinting at resting. Taking slow breaths, he felt his palm go limp, releasing the satin. His eyes closing, unable fight it.
"I will stay..."
Was the last thing he heard before succumbing to his slumber."
Bro literally has green genderfluid coursing through her. I'm jealous😭😭😭
No wonder Lucas greedy as hell, I'd be acting up too if I had a leather dressed vigilante and nerdy literature professor colleague trying to hit my line. 😔 Probs gonna draw Adrian and hopefully werewolf Lucas, might make it a poll.
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