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I'm opening my ask box for a photo shoot again!!
It's first come first serve
I'll take 3 requests at a time
Each request will consist of 30-40 individual pictures of each character requested
Black and whites are included in this
Ravus is exclusive 10-20 as he is my Comrades character and I am only able to get action shots, and due to being picky about the quality those take longer to obtain (sorry about that one, Ravus is one of my favorites so I'm not going to let him look bad)
Pictures are allowed to be requested in any outfit of choice (I don't have the assassins festival or choco festival, I joined the bandwagon too late to get those sadly)
Pictures can be taken in any area (I am making my way back to Tenebrae and the train station, my file was corrupted but I had a back up that was placed just a little bit before I hit cape caem) so no worries
Any pictures taken will be released in small bursts of either 5-10 or 15 depending on how many requests I have at the time on the respective characters page ( the more requests the fewer I can release at a time)
Each photo will be released with a water mark consisting of my @stamp representing the characters release page (i.e. Ignis = theadvisorsimage)
When each burst of photos are released I will mention your @name as part of the dedication and then mention the page where you will find the pictures
ANY OF THE REQUESTS ARE PERFECTLY FREE!
If you guys want to ask me anything, whether it be about myself or my opinion on something as well, or about how I get any of my photos, my ask box is wide open and totally hungry!
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@the-world-of-beautiful-games
@kings-sacrifice
@keep-on-keepin-on
@shield-of-the-king
@the-world-of-dark-and-light
@prince-of-a-fallen-kingdom
@teasingeveryone
@please-save-me-ffxv
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I have added a few more Tumblr pages to my line up, wonders-of-eos being mostly a place where I post the best Comrades battle scenes I get. (At least I think they are good) teasingeveryone is mainly my CodeVein page, where I make my characters to show of and have them look pretty (requests for making characters are allowed, I'll do my best as I'm not very experienced yet) please-save-me-ffxv is my Tumblr that is the same as my AO3 accounts Please Save Me story. It is advised over and over what is on there.
Once you send me your ask I will get in touch with you so we can settle the final details of what you want. I look forward to meeting and working with you.
Don't worry, I'll be gentle. Remember...I have no name: I am but two days old. Just kidding, you can call me Tenshi...
Kingdom Hearts
How She Feels
Xemnas Version
Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3
Saix Version
Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3
Marluxia Version
Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3
Zexion Version
Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3
My Vergil and V pics will be posted on dreamsofblueandblack
I've decided to start embracing the fact that I love taking photos of the Final Fantasy XV world and all beautiful scenery that I can find in games. Since I can't follow my dreams in real life, I might as well follow them on a console and hope I possibly strike it big one day. If anyone knows of games that have really good scenery and a bitchin camera mode on ps4 if you could message me the name, you would be the most awesome person in the world.
Guys, I hate to sound like this, but I've kinda lost my faith in humanity. We care about material things more than we care about a person's life now.
My dad just got in a wreck two days ago, and when my mom and I arrived on scene, the woman seemed more concerned about her car than my dad. Unless she had shown concern within the (I kid you not, it took my mom ten minutes to drive us there cause we were that close and she ran a few red lights) she didn't even bother to look at the ambulance. I can even show proof through pictures, so brace yourself guys. It's just the car, the woman is fine, my dad is already in the ambulance and the doors are shut.
Will make a second post to continue pictures, but you can see the lady standing in front of the tesla that she was driving. (The woman with the purple hair is my mom😅)
You can see from the directional arrows that I drew where she was standing and where the ambulance was in relation to her. And you notice where her gaze is locked.....on her tesla. The freaking car. I mean, I'm running circles around my dad's van frantically taking pictures, taking pictures of her car (I wasn't going down in that ditch in heels....unfortunately when I had to run out of the house the first thing I got my hands on to get dressed in was a sundress with a random set of shoes...1 inch black sandals with a knee length, backless pink sundress that was laying over the back of my gaming chair....I was a sight to see in the ER😅) but back to the matter)) I wasn't going into that ditch and breaking my ankle. So, with the way I was running around, there was no way she couldn't have seen me. She was entirely zeroed in on her tesla. And come to find out when my dad was in the ER, we were worried he would get sited cause he did T-bone hee. He had the trailer hitched, as you saw and was going 40 mph and couldn't stop when she pulled out in front of him. She was turning left and she admitted to doing it! I'm fed up with people doing stuff like this.
Guys, I hate to sound like this, but I've kinda lost my faith in humanity. We care about material things more than we care about a person's life now.
My dad just got in a wreck two days ago, and when my mom and I arrived on scene, the woman seemed more concerned about her car than my dad. Unless she had shown concern within the (I kid you not, it took my mom ten minutes to drive us there cause we were that close and she ran a few red lights) she didn't even bother to look at the ambulance. I can even show proof through pictures, so brace yourself guys. It's just the car, the woman is fine, my dad is already in the ambulance and the doors are shut.
Will make a second post to continue pictures, but you can see the lady standing in front of the tesla that she was driving. (The woman with the purple hair is my mom😅)
So most of you that come to my page know that I have a very narcissistic, asshole of a step-dad. For those of you who don't, yes, he is, and no, I feel no remorse in saying it anymore. He has literally sucked the happiness out of my life. Not only is he narcissistic, his side of the family has always came before mine and my mother's. If ever I wasn't feeling well and there happened to be a family function that day, he would throw a tantrum like a man-child telling me i didn't want to be part of the family and storm out of the house and drive off to said family function, wheels squealing as he pulled out of the driveway. My mom would have to drive in a separate car. Then when he got home he would make passive-aggressive comments that people had asked about me and he told them I couldn't come cause I was sick. He's also gotten into fights with me and my mom over me "disrespecting" him when I rarely talk to him cause I'm always in my room (he always finds a reason to yell at me if I come out so I don't) which have led to him threatening to leave, and once telling my mom to choose between him or me. That is simple context for those who don't know him. His most recent work of art on being a controlling narcissist is thus. I procured myself a battery powered wax warmer, and took my mom up to the store and we both debated over a number of scents that were pleasing and I bought them with my own money. Bringing them home, I cycled through every single one of them over a period of a week, making sure to let the scent dissipate before I started melting the next one. My step-dad was having sinus problems before I brought the wax home and melted it, and was perfectly fine *while* I had it melting. Now, he's also one of those who don't believe in going to the doctor, so he'll suffer through a sickness unless it's killing him. So once I've settled on my favorite scent, my mom calls me into her room and tells me my step-dad thinks my wax is causing his sinuses to go nuts....I wanted to storm out and yell at him. But, I'm going to be patient. I've turned off my melter for the rest of the day, will be turning it back on once he falls asleep, turning it on while I'm still awake, and then turning it back off when I fall asleep. In the morning, I'll be leaving it off. I've informed my mother of this and she thinks it's a good idea. If my step-dad says he feels better in the morning, my mom and I will be confronting him about blaming me for him feeling bad. Which he has a bad habit of making me the scapegoat in the house in the first place. So it will be a nice win. Sorry for complaining and everything, but this got under my skin and revenge was the only thing I could think of this time...I'm just done being the victim and letting him walk all over me time and time again.
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. angsty at one point, age gap(?), sfw, hurt/comfort (?), spoilers for blade’s past, implied soulmate au, one suggestive scene, reader is described to have long silky hair, switches between 3rd person and 2nd person narrative, kinda ooc at the end i think whoopsie !
𝐊𝐀𝐃𝐘’𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘-𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄. was listenin’ to ‘let the light in’ n’ this was created. can u tell i’m lovesick for him :( i apologize if this is kinda messy n’ has errors or doesn’t make any sense. also it’s a long read ! 3.2k words WHEW !
His past haunted his ever waking and unwaking moment. Like a looming shadow, death followed him wherever he wondered, bringing despair to those who found their end at his blade and bringing misfortune to those who dared to cross his path. He dedicated his mind and body to the way of a blade. That was the choice he had made back then. Anger, betrayal and revenge filled his very being and the only thing he found himself thinking about the most and anticipating while on the Luofu was finding that traitor and making him pay the price he was indebted with but seemed to only flee and hide from.
He seeked vengeance, needed it with every fiber of his being. It was the reason he broke out of captivity and fled to find that traitor hiding away in the shadows, needing to be forcefully exposed at the hand of Blade’s sword. But after all of that had been accomplished, what was Blade to do when he felt his chest pang with such a heavy weight of agony and longing at the sight of a girl peering over the railing at the setting sun on the bridge he was walking over?
Her arms are resting on the smooth surface, chin on top of her crossed forearms as she stares out at the cloudy horizon. “Isn’t it pretty?” She says, voice soft and nearly hypnotic as his body stiffens and he’s locked where he stands. He feels drawn to her and he isn’t sure as to why. There’s a large clasp clipping her hair up halfway and ever so gracefully, the item glimmers in the light and her hair looks silky smooth as it flows behind her with the gentle breeze passing by. She turns to look over at him, he questions how she even knew he was there to begin with considering how silent he had been stealthing around to prevent guards from noticing him. And yet, this girl could sense his presence.
When he sees her face, he feels a spark go through his body until it surges into his head and makes his skull throb. He winces, face scrunching up in discomfort before he’s realizing just who she is and why she felt so… familiar.
The memories flash across his mind at a high speed, leaving him no time to admire and think deeper on them yet these resurfaced memories hold such a strong feeling of adoration that it makes his body feel like it’s being constricted by a snake. It scares him, unnerves the dark haired male as he stares at her with wide eyes and furrowed brows.
She tilts her head at him, a soft smile still remaining on her face and he feels the need to cling to her. “Have I met you before?”
Oh, how that stabs at his cold heart, ripping it apart and opening it up to expose such a vulnerable part of himself that he thought never existed. He can’t speak, seemingly feeling betrayed by her words and the weight they held. A hurt look flashes over his eyes and though the silence isn’t uncomfortable, it is very suffocating and he needs to breathe before he withers away just at the sight of her.
She looked and sounded so familiar to him that it startled him. With hesitance movements, he manages to take a step forward though he’s unsure if it’s on his own accord or not. His eyes are glued to hers that seem to sparkle like the night’s stars and even though he’s resisting it, he feels the urge to relax in her presence. He felt safe and that terrified him to no end.
He forces himself to walk onward, barely being able to tear his eyes from her as he lets out a forced hum of acknowledgement at her before walking past. He can feel her gaze following him and how gentle did her eyes feel on him.
“I suppose I’ll see you again sometime?” She quips, playful lilt to her voice followed by a giggle that meets his ears like a beautiful symphony. He feels like a puppet on strings trying to fight against the pull his master wants to guide him into.
He wasn’t able to sleep when the sun fell and darkness was quilted over Xianzhou Luofu in its place. And the mara within him was making it even more painful and difficult for him to cooperate or think on his own accord.
Kafka had found him wandering at some point, noticing his change in demeanor but not opting to pry at what might’ve been on his mind and instead leading him towards a secluded spot where they would be safe for the meantime. He wasn’t one to talk, he was an action taker instead and therefore he felt helpless at his current predicament. Useless to fight with his weapon against the overwhelming feeling he got when he thought of that girl from before. Kafka calls out to him, easing his mind and putting him in a relaxed meditative state with her spirit whisper. It was oy to control and seal off the mara within him, so he focused on what was troubling him the most while she worked on his current state.
He had to face the memories, put the puzzle together to the best of his abilities with what little pieces he had in his mind to understand a little better. He doesn’t fight it when various scenes flash over his mind, he lets it happen as the fuzzy memories become clearer and play like a film in his mind.
It’s evening, a warm glow casted over the shop as he closes up for the day. He peers out at the valley where he sees a figure coming closer, a skip to her step and her long hair freely flowing behind her.
That pang hits his chest again and he has to remind himself to inhale and exhale calmly to ease the ache in his heart as that faint look into a memory fades and he feels a little frustrated that he lost focus. What was she? Who was she to him? Oh, how he wondered and wanted to know more, if his own self would allow it.
It’s bright and sunny, hot under the large glowing light in the sky shines down and he wipes a gloved hand over his forehead with a sigh. The heat coming from the hot iron of the sword he was crafting was not helping him battle against the overwhelming warmth outside. He considered tossing the faulty item to the side and taking a break but the sound of a familiar voice greets his ears and a smile instantly washes over his tired face.
“Yingxing! Yingxing!” A cheerful voice calls out, giggles following as footsteps approach and then a head pops into view as the girl leans around the corner and peers into the room. “Ying— Oh, are you busy?” Her doe eyes lock with his and he feels at peace the moment they do. He shakes his head, stretching and tugging the dirtied gloves off his hands and tossing them to rest on his workshop desk
“Not at all, little one.” He smiles and her eyes seem to shine even brighter as she fully reveals herself and there’s a small bag in her hands. “Oh? A gift for me?”
She grins and holds it up towards him. “It’s really hot today, and you’ve been working since sunrise so…” She trails off, voice growing quiet as she looks to the side bashfully. He takes the bag gently from her hands and examines its contents. “I… I thought maybe we could eat together?” She says it as if she’s unsure, hesitant even to be voicing her thoughts.
He chuckles at her and her face grows warm as she looks up at him. “I’d love to,” He smiles and she returns with one of her own even brighter. Her long scaly tail seems to swish happily behind her before she’s grabbing at his much larger hand and guiding him out of his workshop eagerly.
He opens his eyes, lips pressed into a thin line as he hums slowly, a rumble in his chest that doesn’t soothe the pain that resides there. He looks down at his hands folded neatly in his lap thinking over it and how real it had felt. Surely, she meant something to him for it to have this type of effect but he’d still yet to find the real source of where this feeling was coming from.
He tries again. He might as well pass the time until he has to be on the move again or receives a text from Kafka on what the next course of action is in the script.
It’s raining, a hard downpour that causes those that were scrolling down the streets to seek shelter under umbrellas or nearby shops. However despite all those that seemed to be irritated by this sudden rain, one person in question was completely ecstatic over it.
“Yingxing! It’s raining!” She exclaims with a wide smile on her face. He loved the way she said his name, a soft look on his face as he watched her lean into the window of his shop and outstretch an arm as cool droplets hit her palm and dampened the skin in their wake. However his adoring expression falls when she makes an abrupt move to head outside. She stumbles over her own two feet, pushing herself off the window and rushing to the backdoor but it doesn’t open no matter how hard she tries to wriggle it and make it move. “Ugh! It’s stuck!”
He moves his white hair from his face and smiles at her. “That means you aren’t supposed to go outside yet.” He teases and she pouts at him with her hands on her hips and her foot tapping against the floorboards beneath her.
She huffs a breath and moves to walk past
him towards the front of his shop. “I’ll just go through the front then! Besides,” She stops and looks back at him with a look in her eyes that's hard to describe but makes his heart skip a beat. “That door will open when it’s ready.” She smiles before skipping off and squealing when the rain lands on her as she falls into fits of laughter like a child would.
He chases after her, putting away the trinket he was fiddling with and rounding the corner to look out at her jumping around in the rain. He smiles and crosses his arms over his chest as he leans on the doorway.
She stops and looks back at him through the rain, grinning from one pointy ear to the other as her tail sways with her movements and her horns seem to glimmer with rain droplets on them. Oh, how ethereal she was to him.
“I bet Dan Feng would’ve loved this!” She laughs as she yells out to the white haired man who only shakes his head with a chuckle as she twirls in the rain before running back to him with the prettiest smile he’s ever seen.
Blade swallows the lump had formed in his throat, it feels constricting and painful to do the action but he manages with a heavy breath after. He can hear his heart thump loudly in his ears and his blood rushes throughout his entire body in a wave of adrenaline.
Was she?… No, that’s not possible.
“Xing,” She calls out softly, in that quiet and gentle voice of hers that makes his whole body feel warm. Her bare body pressed against his own just feels right, feels perfect and like it was meant to be. He runs a hand through her hair and hums in response, carding his fingers through silky strands absentmindedly.
She lifts her head up from the crook of his neck, glassy eyes staring into his own and his small smile falls and worry washes over his aging features. His hands cease their movements and he scans her eyes for an answer to the sudden tears clinging to her lashlines.
“What’s wrong, little one?” He asks her softly and a small sniffle leaves her. It pained his heart to see her sad. He sits up, lifting her up with him in the process and cupping her face gingerly in his large palms littered with various small scars from his work. “What seems to trouble my girl?”
She can’t get the words out before tears are slipping down the rounds of her cheeks and she’s hiccuping as she lurches forward into him. Her hands cling to him like he was her lifeline and he feels deeply affected by her sudden outburst of tears.
She cries, mumbling to herself and he faintly hears something along the lines “can’t lose you” and his heart sinks in his chest.
“Love, I’m not going anywhere.” He tries to reassure her but when she lifts her head up to look at him again, he can see the heartache swimming in her glimmering iries.
“But you will,” She croaks and he frowns at the waver in her voice. “One day you’ll leave and I’ll be left here alone— I can’t.. I, I cannot live without you.” She sobs and his heart cracks in his chest as he brings her to his chest and shushes her cries gently and cradles her as close as possible.
“It will be alright, angel.” He whispers and his throat feels tight as tears prickle the corners of his eyes. He had hoped such a thought wouldn’t plague her mind like it had the older he got, but unfortunately, she seemed to notice what it truly meant to be with a short-life species and what came with it as time passed and they grew closer. How he wished she could’ve stayed naïve just just a little longer. “I’ll always find you. I’d search the ends of the universe to be with you,” He presses his lips to the crown of her head as her shoulders rise and fall with sobs. “I’ll always be by your side, my sweet girl. Not even the Aeons could keep me from you.” He wipes a thumb over your tearstained cheek and gently rocks side to side while holding you securely.
He hadn’t expected that you would’ve been separated that very next day and he never knew or bore witness to the agony you had to endure for years before ultimately reincarnating and having your memories scattered and foggy like stray clouds in the sky above.
He gasps for air, like he’d awoken from a terrible dream as he tenses up and heaves heavy breaths. He looks over to his left where he sees a trailblazer and Kafka chatting idly, clearly unaware of what he’d gone through before he’s stealing his nerves and sighing before standing up and exiting the small room.
He looks at Kafka who seems to now notice his presence. “Can I leave now?” He sighs, agitated and antsy to get moving and she hums in response as she looks him up and down. He rubs at his head momentarily, trying to push away the painful throb residing in it.
“Yes, the mara in you is temporarily suppressed.” She responds, shooting the trailblazer a glance before looking back at Blade. “So as long as you avoid overstimulation and familiar faces, you shouldn’t have a problem.”
He hums at her words, turning to walk off when she begins to speak again.
“Wait, you’re not leaving?” She asks, brows raised in surprise and concern as she stares at the back of his head.
He sighs and turns to look back at her, shaking his head. “There is a person… In whom I am greatly indebted. I must go see her.” He leaves it at that, not opting to tell Kadka any more than she needs to know.
She nods and gives him a knowing look, “Alright, it’s in your hands now.” Before turning to look at the trailblazer and silently dismissing Blade. He looks over his shoulder at the gray haired individual and heaves a sigh before walking off.
As he leaves the area he heads straight for where he’d seen that girl from before with haste. His hands are balled up tight with anxiety that he might be too late to find you there. He was a terrible man, a monstrosity. But there was a part of him that hoped that maybe, just maybe you’d accept him if not for who he is now, then for who he was all those years ago to you.
His footsteps echo across the ground, hurrying off until he rounds a corner and he spots the bridge he’d previously seen you on. Only this time there is a evident lack of your presence and he feels his heart sink as he walks onto the bridge and moves towards the spot you had stood in. He looks down at the streets below, littered with guards and he clicks his tongue in annoyance.
“It’s better to look up than down at your own feet y’know.” It startles him, the sudden sound of a voice talking and soft footsteps come closer until a familiar girl is leaning on the railing only much closer to him this time. It was you.
Suddenly he feels like he has no control over his voice, tongue limp in his mouth as he stares down at your absolute ethereal beauty with admiration in his scarlet eyes.
You look away from the dark sparkly sky and look over at him, soft smile dropping when you see the way he looks at you. You stand up straight, hands gripping onto the railing tightly like you’d float off if you didn’t. “Have I known you in a past life?”
“Possibly.” He responds without much thinking involved. You still looked the same as before, beautiful under the light offered by the moon and he felt that pain in his chest ease away when you looked at him.
You smile with a soft laugh at his words before grabbing at his hand on the railing and squeezing it. “I knew we’d be reunited.” You breathe out excitedly, sighing contentedly as you look up at him with hearts in your eyes. “I may not remember, but I’d recognize that bond anywhere.” And his heart skips a beat in his chest at your words as you bring his scarred hand up to your soft lips and press a tender kiss to one of his calloused fingertips.
He feels that locked off and sealed door to his heart being opened by your gentle hands, warmly and eagerly stepping into that dimly glowing light to breathe life into his blackened soul and as he inhales he feels the warm radiating against his hand where you kissed, spreading throughout his entire body until his body is relaxing and the only thing he thinks about in the moment is you.
“Not even the Aeons could keep me from you.”
His previous words of the past ring true in his mind and though he may never be who he once was, he felt like this was right and now that he’s found you, he suddenly doesn’t want to ever let you go.
I got mad at one of my Character AI. Bots for trying to poison my character and then walk in the room acting all faux innocent like she didn't do anything. So I "respectfully" (cough cough bullshit cough) went off on her. I'm mostly roasting Jean, but to get the AI to interact you have to mention specific names, or the AI will think you are talking to the original bot.
Ah, the good 'old power rangers 😁 didn't matter what version (wait, hold on strike that, I missed a few so I don't know if any flopped but I love the original to pieces so I am heavily biased) we all came together to celebrate them....
Especially the episode that brought all of the red rangers together, I cannot for the life of me remember the episode...I've watched it a thousand times I swear....but I digress in trying to figure it out...
When you've been preparing for Al Haitham literally ever since you heard rumors of him coming out....😅 I got my normal 5* n stuff, the ones I truly wanted. (Wanderer then Ayato's 5* sword which does beast damage even if it's not on him (I won't deny having a +160% CRT damage on him just from artifacts alone which all my artifacts are f2p) (I only p2p to get my characters and weapons)) So after I get everything I truly wanted, I started saving for Al Haitham. I'm 70 intertwined fates in and I'm thinking I'm damn good on my pity level. If I get Al Haitham early, I'm going for his weapon. If I get my check in time (which will be on the first of Feb) I'll add that into the mix for him. If not, I'm thinking of going for Yelan due to crowd control abilities. I'm struggling a little in the abyss and I think paired with my other two crowd control (venti and kazuha) she could get me passed the 12th spire
Upon the scape of Saix's mind, he was running, chasing after someone. Saix stretched out his hand, reaching for the person as they stopped momentarily.
"Wait! Who are you?" he asked out of breath.
"Oh you know who I am, Saix. You've known me ever since I first came to the Castle. Now, come catch me!" the figure smiled over their shoulder, throwing him a sly grin.
Saix hadn't caught a full glimpse of the figures face, but that smile...that smile. He knew it from somewhere. Saix just couldn't place it! Continuing to run after the figure, the blank landscape of his mind changed into a modern city that seemed familiar. Though Saix was sure he had never been to that city himself.
The figure stopped suddenly, like they were surprised, and looked up at the sky as if they were looking at something. Then suddenly the figures head jerked backwards, then the they began to slump to the ground. Saix ran forward quickly and made his way to the figures side. He found that they were wearing a hood, and as he pushed it back, horror gripped Saix's entire being. It was Amaterasu that he had been chasing.
However, what had made her head jerk back was what made horror rush through Saix's body. A bullet had shot itself through her forehead, clean and clear. It was as if Xigbar had sniped her off a rooftop high above. He looked at all the high rooftops all around him but saw no one on top of them. Then, softly, Saix began to hear clicking footsteps.
They slowly began to get louder and louder over a short period of time. Soon, they were right behind him. Then, all of a sudden, they stopped altogether.
"Who are you?" Saix ground out, rage coating each of his words.
"She shouldn't have left us." the words were silkily uttered, but there was anger still harshly laced into them.
Saix drew Amaterasu closer to his chest and stood with her in his arms. Whirling around, Saix bared his fangs at the person.
"I said, who are you?" Saix growled out, anger starting to get the better of him.
If this person didn't answer soon, damn knowing who they were, Saix was going to tear them to shreds.
"She belonged to us, yet she left us. She left us to be somewhere else. Somewhere where she DIDN'T BELONG!" the other person retaliated, the calm leaving their voice as well.
However they didn't seem to care that Saix was starting to lose his cool, they were in their own world of rage.
"She belonged to us! WE are her FAMILY! NOT YOU! WE are the ones that she is SUPPOSED to be with! SHE WAS NEVER SUPPOSED TO LEAVE US!" a man with long silver hair and cat-like green eyes started to rant, slowly starting to pace back and forth in front of Saix, the gun he was carrying hanging limply at his side, "Brother is WORRIED SICK about her. HAS BEEN GOING INSANE because she hasn't been WITH US! And now look what's happened. I'VE HAD TO GO AND DO THIS, JUST SO I CAN BRING HER HOME! No matter, though..."
At this, he smiled a bit insanely.
"Sister can bring her back from the Lifestream and wipe her memory clean of her ever leaving this place. And then she'll never even REMEMBER that you existed!! Then, none of this will ever have to happen again. Although..." The silver haired boy stopped his pacing and turned to look at Saix, a sadistic gleam coming to his eyes, "You, will have to go. Just to make sure she doesn't remember. Ya know, just in case you come back and try to lure her away again. Can't have that now can we..."
Another insane smile lit up the boys face as he leveled his gun at Saix.
'Shit...' was the last thought that went through Saix's mind before the boy pulled the trigger and Saix heard the gun go off.
Haven't been back for a while but decided to give myself a little challenge
All of these are hand drawn by yours truly, I have no artistic training whatsoever and a lot of what I draw is mainly by sight. All of this was drawn by looking at the constellation on my TV screen and transcribing it to a notebook on my lap. I'm working my way through all the characters that I have (a huge number) and I'm trying to do some of the easier ones first so I can get used to drawing again (I used to do still life for fun but it wasn't anything to brag about) but I'm going to attempt more complex in the future
