Para su deleite, diseños de Dakimakuras de algunos personajes de Ruby Heart
Celty
Nathaniel
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Para su deleite, diseños de Dakimakuras de algunos personajes de Ruby Heart
Celty
Nathaniel
Alister
got a brush pack for krita yesterday that included some good pencil brushes and decided to doodle some as a sort of test run. there’s some fantroll stuff and the second pic is the embroidery design I worked out for my mads dress
>You exhale. Perched up in a tall oak tree, you stood in its branches, your hand wrapped around the rough bark as your other supports a pair of thick binoculars. You watch trolls below you, like ants, aimless. Insignificant. >You were here for the ants, though. You were here to fuck up the entire ant hill. >Recently a wealthy low blood client of your approached you with a high profile, high stakes and highly personal hit. This client and their moirail had been involved in mafia shit- nothing had been a problem. The two groups had run their businesses together smoothly, your client delivering "packages" from place to place in secret, earning a pretty penny and some safety and a good rep with the group. The mafia usually told them never to look in the package. Soon your client wasn't getting their cut of cash and started keeping some of it from the mafia.their moirail went missing and next thing they know, they're fired from their job and they wake up to find a package. Just like the ones they delivered. Open it up and oh hey it's their moirail a severed head. >Now your client was in hiding. Before you had done small hits for them but this... More intense. High profile asshole Tyrian, running a drug cartel and killing people with no rhyme or reason except to iron in the fear and intimidation of the power they held. And now you loomed here, with a heavy sigh, waiting with your sniper on your back, watching. You'd strike soon on silent feathers and it's all be over easy enough. You'd get mega bucks if you could pull this off. >You didn't notice the other figure at first.