#shadowed hearts

[blackberry-ink]

I'm so sorry for the lack of posting recently, it's just been super hectic! However, I was able to draw my boy proper today! And I am so incredibly proud of myself and how it turned out! I feel like I'm finally making really big strides in my art and it just keeps getting better!

But anyway, here is my morally questionable, utterly fashionable, magnificent bastard of a son! Ian!

@darkwarfy @icyheart-and-friends @seagullsausage @kris-my-ass-413

[blackberry-bloody]

(insert key icon) for dayzel and mindy uwu

Dayzel looks like a deer in headlights. And if one didn’t know the man better… They’d say he was afraid. But then that fear drips from his expression, replaced by rage. Pure and unrestrained.

“Very well…” He hums in thought. “Like any fairy tale… This happened a long, long time ago and very far away. Back when I was… Not innocent, no. But naive. A child who’d grown up with nothing suddenly having everything. Having-” He pauses and releases a breath. Shaky and full of emotion. “Having someone to share that with. Someone whom I trusted with… That everything.” He gives an almost wistful smile as his eyes go distant in his memory. “It was like… A dance. I held him, he held me as we waltz our way this way and that.” He subconsciously began to sway in place. “It was beautiful.”

Dazel went still again, bowing his head. Looking more like a kicked creature than the proud and smug man he usually is. “And then it wasn’t.” The rage is gone, the wist is gone and all that was left was heavy black tears slowly crawling down his cheeks. “And then I wasn’t.”

-- Mindy freezes and her shoulders tense, her motherly grin and warm color leaving as though a cold winter had just swept in. “Heaven above all else… Is efficient. I was not.” Her face darkened. “They gave me names and a face and I was just supposed to find them. Find the poor lost soul and bring them where they need to be. They always resisted. Insisted it wasn’t their time. But I had to be firm. Often use force…” Her eyes screw shut as if she were trying to block out whatever memory she was seeing. “Didn’t matter who… Or where. I was just supposed to make it happen. And as quickly as possible.” She sighed. “It was my job… I-I had to. I had no choice!” Her eyes shoot open and they’re glowing.

She takes a deep breath and her eyes return to normal. But she heaves a shaking sob. “Being caught by Richard was the best thing that ever happened to me…”

[blackberry-bloody]

Day 5: Failed escape

TWs: Unhealthy relationship, manipulation, implied death/murder/getting someone killed.

Ian hated this. Sure, sometimes it was fun. The rush of power, of control… When He had always had so little. But those feelings were reserved for the games of back and forth with his “father”. And getting what he wanted from the people in long white coats who he’d known all his life. People who only saw him as a thing… Never a person.

Emily? She was a new hire. With a love and passion for science and discovery. And more likely… A not so subtle ploy to get Ian to chill out. And Become more cooperative again. Not that she was told that’s what her objective was… They had gone and found a rare, decent person. Someone Ian couldn’t take advantage of.

And yet here he was. Guilt tying his stomach in pretty little knots as he told her all the things she wanted to hear. How beautiful she was. How smart she was. And compliments had turned to flirting. Flirting to a relationship. Over the few months of being there, she never once suspected his plan. Never once saw through his forced grins. Or his kisses and cuddles… Painstakingly placed when it was just them. Never questioning why he asked her to not tell anyone.

Ian almost wished she’d been faking too…

Because now he wouldn’t feel ashamed as he was dragged one way. And he the other. Tears and fear streamed from her eyes. Pleading with a wobble in her voice.

She’d taken his escape plan… Hook, line, and sinker. He’d even told himself that if it had worked. He would stay with her anyway. A small price to pay for fresh air and, more or less, freedom.

But now she’d be the one paying the ultimate price… And he couldn’t even look her in the eye. Not even fighting the escorts leading him back to his room.

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@darkwarfy , @seagullsausage , @cosmicanomaly413

[blackberry-bloody]

Honestly, I’m super excited for whumptober, since I actually have ideas this year. I’m going to be doing little snippets from all over the Shadowed Hearts timeline with Jane, Ian, and Darren. I’ve already pretty much plotted out which prompts to use and general ideas for each one.

In the meantime however, I am actually gonna try writing the main story out. I know I have the comic (Which I am still doing!) But I don’t know if it’ll give the whole of my ideas. So I’m going to start writing it on here as a series.

So yeah, I’m just really hyped and excited. And I wanted to share that.

[rae-gal]

Shadowed Hearts - Simple Version