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Her eyes never leave the threatening form of the other as she was pushed back barely an inch. Body rigid with anger as she stepped forwards. The next words leaving her mouth, though no one could understand orkish, were far from pleasant.
Finally her eyes snap to her brother, and her anger doesn't subside. Snapping out two sharp words. "Back off." She growls shoving his hand off her arm as she turns back to her opponent.
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hello, happy new year, and holy shit!
thank you so much for enjoying what i post! this blog is where i hold a lot of my inspiration and its incredibly validating to get support from all of you who follow me here. from the bottom of my weird, shy heart: thank you. so here’s this giveaway to show it!
prizes:
i’ll unfortunately be back in school once the giveaway ends, so i’m offering stylized character drawings like the above examples!
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What if Caduceus grows a winter coat when it gets cold so he’s extra soft and fluffy all over
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Well that was a quick reaction, enough so that Darck actually blinked in surprise. Ellie sure as hell was adamant about this, and taking this deeply. It was… Reassuring, too say the least. That the girl trusted Darck so much, despite the strange circumstances they first met in. Then again, she had never lied too the girl. And what Ellie was saying was entirely the truth. Hell, she’d even kept Chris out of the line of fire too help evac Leon and Ellie.
But… Then her eyes trailed down, and shoulders sagged. All strength just seemed too leave in that moment, and Darck sat down heavily.
“Don’t scare you maybe… I appreciate that, but…”
There was a pause.
“Leon, and Chris…? I scared them. They saw me do horrible things, shit I kept up with. Leon saw it all first hand, Chris saw it on a black box… I can hardly look them in the eye., I try, I try and tell the truth, but–” Darck grumbled and ran one hand through her hair. “They are scared of me. At least, it feels that way.”
“Then fuck em! After all of that does it really matter that you are a vampire? We all made it out ALIVE because of ? you. “ She throws her hands up, bringing them down to pull at her face in aggravation.
“Leon would be fucking crushed and I would still be working for Wesker if you hadn’t come! Fuck if it was anyone’s fault it was mine! I got my stupid ass captured after the stupid dance!” Her voice quiets, gaze falling. “There is a lot of shit that is my fault.”
“I know, Ellie, I know… It’s not that I’m shitty, though, it’s… I’m dangerous, we all know this.”
Of course it would be the adopted daughter that heard that and came around first. Damn it, Darck didn’t want Ellie seeing her this way. Especially after… The event in the labs, how she and Wesker had been, after… After beasting out, and being so horribly mutilated after.
“But it’s fine, I promise. I’m not going anywhere, except maybe too punch teeth in.”
“You’re not dangerous.” She nearly snaps back, taking a moment to put away her knife that she was using to pick dirt free from her nails. “You saved Leon and me. If anything you are badass. You don’t scare me or anyone that matters. Man fuck those grey faces.”
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“You know you aren’t a shitty person... Right Darck?”
“ Leave me alone I’m reading”
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“Unhand me you fucking CREEP!” She shouts, pulling at the grip that was bruising her forearm. Punching out with her free hand. “I’ll fucking kill you!”
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It wasn’t too often that Reno found himself in SOLDIER’s section of the building, usually they wanted him to stick to their own floors but today was a different kind of day. Running papers wasn’t exactly what he wanted to be doing, but it’s what they needed of him.
Besides, it always gave him a laugh when it was to Angeal. The office still managed to misspell his name after these many years, which lead to on more than one occasion the Turk calling him angel all day.
“Yo, angel. Office found their sense of humor ‘gain.” He handed the forms over with a sly grin. At least if he was delivering paperwork Reno got to enjoy it even if it meant dealing with Angeal doing his best to glare holes through him.
He heard the door open, almost expecting it to be one of his coworkers, turning from his spot at a now empty desk only to hear the god awful pet name. “Angeal.... My name is Angeal, Sinclare.” He sighed knowing that they misspelled his name again, and he was beginning to wonder if they were doing it on purpose.
Nonetheless he took the papers from the redhead and sighed, running a gloved hand down his face. He was honestly far too tired for their normal banter. Memories of previous wars making their appearance in his head, leaving him without food or sleep.
