#bloodlustiing

[gunslinginnhogtyin]

Some silly arts and doodles based off of some character interactions and shit we’ve talked about (ft. @teufelsaugenn @townofcadence @kissofavampiress @auslinginnhogtyin @bloodlustiing & @burnittdown )

[heartscarred]

A bunch of silly quick farmtair doodles ! I'm thinking about him lots and some ocs i've been talking about them with slipped in for silliness xD

[townofcadence]

The voice is clearer now, and so close. He leans in from behind, lips next to Artair's ear as a swath of black and red hair spill into the edge of his vision.

"Because you're not as clever as you think, mon cher."

Everything stops at that whisper, that name. A heartbeat thuds, and the world continues without him.

He knows that voice, he's never forgotten it. It is still as low and soft as ever, a silken veil over the scorpion's stinger. He freezes, freezes like last time. In a different situation, there would be a moment to bounce back, to garner distance, to scrap together some kind of plan. But here, now, this close to him, he is paralyzed and statuesque.

He can already feel those claws glide down his shoulders, clutching both arms. There's strength in the iron of their grip. His heart lurches and thrashes like a caged animal with his every instinct to get away. But his limbs stay locked. He's dizzy, light-headed and no breath seems to find it's way to his lungs. Cold prickles over his skin. His lower back burns as if those claws are adding new lines to his marred skin. He can't think. Every strand of hair the brushes against him adds a shot of adrenaline and vertigo and nausea to his system.

The panic is so thick, he finally manage to move. He jerks as if to pull away, eyes wide with blown pupils. He always has something to say, but now he's silent except for quickened breaths as he tries to wrench away.

[deductiions]

"Pardon my intrusion, I was looking for a private detective. Am I in the right place?"

UNPROMPTED. // @bloodlustiing

Sterling looks up from the case file he had been heavily annotating at his desk when the question reaches his ears to find a surprise visitor. Word must finally be getting around about his impeccable crime solving skills--this is his offices second visitor in a long time!

"No pardons are necessary. You couldn't have possibly landed yourself in a more correct place. Come in. What can I help you with?" He asks, scribbling one last thing down before closing the folder and giving his guest his undivided attention.

[splinter-sister]

I've been working on these over the past few weeks for my friends! They all have amazing muses and I highly recommend giving them all a follow.

In order from top to bottom: @gunslinginnhogtyin @dragonskxn @as-above-rp @bloodlustiing @foxedthecards @save-slot-a @townofcadence

[bone-pile-rp]

I've been sitting around on these for weeks!

I originally wanted to keep them to sketches of Ares (from @bloodlustiing) and Alucard in each others usual attire, but then I went ham on Ares's piece so I had to do the same for Alucard.

Both backgrounds are stock images found on Google. I did not make them from scratch.

Transparent pieces included.

[eerieeyedleveret]

Ugh. No. They can't keep engaging him. That's what he wants. They always fall for this shit and get riled up.

[eerieeyedleveret]

@bloodlustiing

"Get out of my house."