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koyoriin · 8 months
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Malenia-...uh...IB-01: CEL 240 // ARMORED CORE VI
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orcusivanth · 1 year
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The Cursed Children
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scrawnytreedemon · 2 months
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I don't think I ever posted this here.
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chessalbaneze · 28 days
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"My flesh was dull gold...and my blood, rotted. Corpse after corpse left in my wake..."
Malenia, Blade of Miquella, who has never known defeat. Until she has.
The vision for this pose came to me in a dream and I'm glad I remembered it well enough to put it down. I had a lot of fun playing with the colors here, especially in outlining different chunks in color instead of black. Made entirely in Procreate, mainly with the Dry Ink brush, except for when I adjusted the levels in Photoshop. I'm still recovering from COVID and can't do much other than sit on the couch and doodle on my iPad but at least I can do that.
Going to be ordering prints of this magnificent lady soon.
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yoann-kavege · 11 months
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She has never known defeat 🗡
Malenia, Blade of Miquella
May 2023
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localsya · 1 year
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malenia
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willows-arts · 9 months
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When both of your boyfriends have huge boobs because one’s a blacksmith and the other is in the military
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elykodi-k · 5 months
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just Two one-armed, prosthetic-using, rot-affiliated, katana-wielding, fiercely loyal warriors
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puppetmaster13u · 1 month
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Prompt 262
Pondering Ghosts are Dragons, and just rotating each design in my head I have for them. That is the ghosts we see in the show more than just once or twice lol. Just pondering each of them and potential types and descriptions and how the people of Amity see them, as they’re used to the dragons around, vs say someone from Outside, crossover or no, who are Not used to the maybe slightly eldritch undeath interdimensional dragons around everywhere. 
That is not normal for other people. 
To the Amity Parkers? Boxy is simply a chonky dragon with small boxy wings and covered in blue scales. To people just coming into the city, it’s like seeing a giant komodo dragon when you’re just walking home- not something you exactly want to see and something that is dangerous. 
Kitty’s and Johnny’s weekly relationship tussle? Par for the course really. But to visitors? Two giant wyverns tearing into each other, shimmering greens that could be scales, could be tendrils, and shadows lengthening and thrashing like a living beast all its own. 
And this is just the small dragonlings, not even beginning with larger ones like Pandora and Fright Knight, chill as they may be. 
Outsiders don’t understand that they’re more than just animals. Amity is used to this, but people who have no clue what’s going on? They don’t.
They call the police, the heroes, the government, for help, for answers. And that? That the GIW can use. 
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phantasia69 · 7 months
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Malenia sketch. My first time drawing her, I need to practice more. I haven't done digital art in a while, oof.
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budgebuttons · 2 years
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don’t worry about it
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baeshijima · 22 days
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mmm thoughts of private executioner!blade, who is high priestess!kafka's bodyguard. well, more like her guard dog, as many fearfully seem to think.
he is aloof and gruff and rough around the edges, his name capturing it perfectly. when in the eyes of the public he either keeps to himself or stands ready by kafka's side, but when out he lurks in the shadows ready and waiting to carry out her death orders.
you, yourself, haven't had very many pleasant encounters with him... if you can even call them that. that being said, you haven't had many pleasant encounters with anyone. notorious for your... less than pleasant disposition, for a lack of better words, you have more people who'd rather see you run through than those you can call a friend.
in a dog-eat-dog world, you had no choice but to protect yourself. that, however, ultimately became your demise.
"oh? so you're the one sent to kill me. can't say i'm all that surprised."
standing before you is the feared executioner. his sword is tucked inside the sheath attached to his hip, that ever-present dark swirl of an aura stifling the air. he doesn't say anything, instead opting to silently stare down at your slumped and worn-out form. you find that his gaze doesn't bother you; rather, it's oddly comforting knowing someone will see you in your last moments.
"i've never asked you for a favour before, so this will be my first and last request for you." in all honesty, you're not sure where this chattiness stems from. considering you're currently in a holding cell under the crime of attempted murder towards kafka (a poisoned wine you were most definitely framed for, though you can't say you were surprised) and are awaiting for your turn to be under the guillotine for your public execution, you probably should be a little desperate towards the private executioner in front of you.
and yet, your mind is nothing if not peaceful.
with a huff, you relay your request, "can you make sure it's quick? painless, preferably, but i'd rather you just get it over and done with."
silence blankets the cold chambers. moisture accumulated along the cobble ceiling drip in a steady rhythm, like a clock ticking away the seconds. it's unnerving, almost, how there is not a single sound other than your impending countdown.
"why?" comes his low mutter, effectively causing a ripple within the stagnant air. you almost think you misheard him, but his following words cease the thought, "why won't you ask me for help?"
had it not been for the abrupt shuffle and clanging against the metal bars, you would have never looked up to see him in your last moments.
his scarred hands gripping the metal until his knuckles turn a ghastly white and blood dripping from his palms is what greets your sight. as your gaze slowly trails up, you almost let loose a laugh of disbelief; who would have thought blade, the infamous guard dog of the high priestess, could make such a desperate expression? one looking as though his whole world crumbled before him, in which he can do nothing but sit and watch.
(you will never know of the anger and desperation which coursed through his veins the moment he heard of your predicament. had it been anyone else, he wouldn't have cared. but you're not anyone else; you're you — unapologetically, wholeheartedly. it didn't take him long to hunt down those behind it, cutting them down without thought and putting an end to their miserable lives. he rushed as soon as he could when kafka gave him the order, no thoughts other than you, you, you, occupying his mind.
you will never know of the anguish which overcame him when he found you in such a state, your once healthy complexion and defiant gaze reduced to nothing but a tiredness which had always sat quietly behind your disposition. he's almost positive the muscle which unwillingly keeps him alive tore at the seems from your request, the acceptance in which you displayed causing his mind to go astray. even as he damn-near begs you to rely on him for help — to run away with him to some place no one knows of you and start anew there — you merely smile, resigned and peaceful.
you will never know of how much blade is willing to put on the line for you, for you never made it to see the complete and utter carnage he wrecked in your name.)
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lilmo-on · 9 months
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Malenia, Blade of Miquella
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artofchinara · 9 months
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"Oh, the Goddess of Rot. Yes, she is merciless, as is her blade. But Tarnished, wouldn't you agree that there are worse sights to perish at?"
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Elden Ring painting of Malenia. Still love this one. 💕
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killjo-q · 2 years
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Close up:
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Malenia and Miquella
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lemissem · 7 months
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Soulstober Day 6: Rot
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