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asheanon · 4 months
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-Tumbles in.- Aaaand today, I present to you a holiday gift "sketch" for @rcsetorn. 🎁💕
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The ✨ Queen. ✨ Not the actual queen, of course, but the queen of my heart. 🌹💕 -Takes the mic away from Lorien.-
I've been wanting to draw her for ages, though, honestly! I love Beatrix. Your rendition of her only made me want to draw her that much more as well, Era. Thank you for sharing such a lovely portrayal of her with us. ❤️
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helianthus-art · 1 year
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                             Lovingly made Bea’s for @rcsetorn​ 🌹
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xkuja · 4 months
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NY Sketches
Ultimecia for @rcsetorn/@timesonata
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tailoringtay · 2 months
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@rcsetorn liked that post yesterday for an art thing~ (still accepting)
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venomousovereignty · 1 year
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Mermaid drawings done with @rcsetorn / @royaldeceit ~
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danthekickingman · 7 months
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@rcsetorn liked for a monster verse starter!
There was a rustle in the bushes - something large from the sounds of it.
It could have been anything. An animal, scampering out near the city limits. Or a person, perhaps. Who knows what they might have been doing, sneaking around through the underbrush in such a way; but it was certainly possible.
This late at night, however, there were certainly plenty other options...
Several monsters preferred such hours, for example.
There wasn't much time to consider the possibilities, though, for a second later a large figure burst out from the bushes. It was too fast to be a human, the gait four legged as it charged towards her.
Instead of colliding, however, the beast skid to a halt at her feet, looking up at the woman with an excited wag and fur covered in twigs and leaves.
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"Bork!"
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vxmpirehunterd · 5 months
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❝ most sellswords would betray anyone for enough gold. ❞
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asoiaf: clash of kings starters
"Well I don't consider myself an ordinary sellsword. My motivation for choosing this occupation was never solely for the money."
He was unflinching in his honesty using a terrible bluntness that got his point across but left a deeper reason under the surface. While most mercenaries wandering about are those who enjoy making a living through slaughter. D did not revel in the bloodlust. This journey was a personal one, some would say bordering on revenge. D was in search of a man of myth, or rather a monster. His own personal monster...one he called Father. The elusive Dracula! Son of the Devil.
No amount of money in the world could ever spurn the desire to hunt down such a creature other than pure HATE alone. The distant one has seen the world crumble under the vampire's rule. And all the other monsters that followed his command. D's raison d'etre was a crusade against everything his father created.
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"If I'm hired for a job. Then I vow to complete that job no matter what." The hunter stood like a solid shadow, eyeing down the woman soldier. His professionalism was as cold as his gaze.
"What about you? Why do you hunt?"
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godstrain · 7 months
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well, he certainly couldn't explain this without blowing his cover now- where a rather nasty wound had been prior, only smooth pale skin existed. wasn't that one of the finer benefits of the virus? a healing factor that made it seem as if he'd never been harmed in the first place / some faux-perfection, counterfeit divinity.
he had known her- rather, he'd known of her, beatrix ronelle. they'd never worked together, but wesker had always liked to have as much information on other high-ups in umbrella. just in case. as expected, dr. ronelle missed nothing in her careful evaluation. surely, a skilled bioanalyst such as herself would know exactly who he was. what he had become.
❝ no, not if inflicted upon most, ❞ comes his reply- clipped, because he's never been fond of the feeling of being examined- feeling like someone else held control. he's never been fond of latex gloved hands against his skin; he'd learned to hate the sterile white of a hospital in his early childhood- he found comfort in the stained walls of arklay / it was easier to act a monster than a patient. so he watches beatrix closely- as far as he can tell, she means him no harm- but he can't find comfort in that. she's clever. she knows who he is / what he is / what he's done- what he will inevitably do again. ❝ but i am not like the others. ❞
it comes out lonelier than he wanted- a truth that gnawed at him. he wasn't like other humans, adapting to a virus that ravaged almost everything / everyone else. he wasn't like other tyrants, reaping the benefits that they could not / experiencing the deep feelings that they could not. albert wesker was something stuck in-between and he hated it.
❝ as you can see, there is no more wound to tend to, dr. ronelle. i am certain there are others who require your aid. ❞
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❛ bullet wounds don’t just miraculously heal overnight. ❜ ➤ @rcsetorn
↳ hero & villain starters
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himelikestea · 2 years
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General Beatrix from Final Fantasy IX for @rcsetorn!
Thank you very much for commissioning me! ♥
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asheanon · 5 days
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✨ 🎹 The Great Pianering ✨ — Entry for @rcsetorn.
🎼 If music is desired: The song. (0:03 - 3:43)
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For many years, this estate was vacant. Or so, it was said to be. Only more recently was it speculated otherwise.
Reports of it “being haunted” had begun to circulate; during the evening hours, on occasion, one could hear the sound of a piano resonating from somewhere inside its abandoned halls... There was a day in which the manor bore life - aside from this alleged haunting at present, surely - but to any who may pay it visitation, all within it appeared to be blanketed by dust; lifeless, lost to time… save for a grand piano, which comprised the corner of a large living room.
In the light of the setting sun, the gentle beginnings of a melody graced it with another tune. Upon the bench placed before it, there sat its “songful specter” once more.
Hunched over the keyboard, she looked to be swept away in a world of her own. There was no sheet music to be read. Her gaze was sheathed by eyelids drawn to a close, her expression unfeigned.
This song… it was one she knew well.
Something from within unfurled with every measure. Like an effulgent flower coming into bloom; a blossoming ballad. And from its unfolding petals poured torrent after canorous torrent. In time, she was a wildfire taking to the keys. Heartfelt. Passionate.
There was then an abrupt stop, however. Final notes sustained lingered in the air, tinged by an uncertainty as to whether or not another measure waited beyond them…
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“I suppose I am trespassing, aren’t I?” Her lips curved, subtly, yet archly as the near-silence was broken. “Again.”
By her nature, the wayfarer eventually came to realize someone had entered the room. She could feel their presence. Though, it was only by movement cast within the muddled reflection of an old, antique wall mirror some ways away that she was able to actually see and recognize who it was that had entered. It was the General. She caught her red-handed another day.
“Again.” The context was a little dubious, but there was no denying that… previous mishap. In contrast to it, however, she made no effort to escape. She remained seated; calm - or as calm as she could be - still reeling from the makings of music and in its midst, to some extent, caught unawares just as well. Perhaps she was more curious than anything about what may transpire this time around…
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xkuja · 2 months
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@rcsetorn sent: Head tilted back with a frustrated hand pushing back every curling hair from her half-hidden face, Beatrix found some shred of consolation with the one that knew her a little too well for her liking. "Do you ever wish to just kill someone?"
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|| || "No." His eyes followed Beatrix as she ran her fingers through her hair, though his attention was more captivated by the sinews in her slender neck than by her actions. This was a purely rhetorical question-- she, in turn, was just as well-acquainted with him.
That bumbling oaf in the ill fitting armor must have stepped on her foot or some such, he imagined.
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"I have no use for wishes when I can easily fulfill my every desire... But I imagine your role necessitates a degree of restraint. How frustrating that must be for you~."
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ofmoonlily · 7 months
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🎮 — favorite video game(s)? (but non FF ones)
Ask the mun some shit! | Accepting | @rcsetorn
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OOOO OOO OOO! I like this question. Now I can talk about my horror obsession!
Fatal Frame series! The absolute first Fatal Frame is so near and dear to my heart. It scared the absolute FUCK out of me. More than the better graphics ones we have nowadays.
Clock Tower II: Ghost head. This one I tried playing as a little 7 year old girl and, like all small children, I nearly shit myself crying. It was terrifying. But I was addicted. I couldn't stop playing it. Stephanie's laugh will always creep me tf out.
RESIDENT EVIL. Particularly the very first one, 2nd, and 3rd. For some reason, the 4th, 5th, and 6th never grew on me. I AM TRYING TO CHANGE THIS. Also Leon is a good puppy cop. ;n; Err, at least when he first starts out. I wished he could have stayed that way instead of turning into a drunk dick head ;n;
A classic arcade game. House of the dead I & II. I loved shooting zombies with those toy plastic guns at the arcade. That was so much fun.
Silent Hill series. They were always so fucked up. The old voice overs were so fucking funny too!
One that isn't a horror is the Tekken series. Sure they're just fighting games, but I loved them as a kid. You play through story mode and you got to see the character's various backgrounds and why they chose this path. Ling Xiaoyu is and always will be my favoritest girl!
Obscure I & II because you got to play with friends! Especially in story mode. That was so revolutionary at the time. I had a lot of fun playing with a friend of mine. The jokes were very x rated in that game and we had to have been around 13-14 laughing our asses off.
I should stop here before I go on. I have several more up my sleeve but fjdskla;jgrkda; it'll take an entire damn page.
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venomousovereignty · 4 months
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cups his face and gives new years kiss
@rcsetorn
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returns the kiss, a small smile quirking at his lips
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danthekickingman · 2 months
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From @rcsetorn ‘s wrist kiss ~
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tailoringtay · 2 years
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The result of the drawpile session~
Featuring drawings from @asteelgarden , @rcsetorn , @xkuja , and myself~
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