"Y'know Allen... We've been friends for so long that I don't even have any memory of my life without you."
"You were there since the beginning for me, Toasty... I wish you were my brother..."
"We are brothers, Allen! Even if we're from two different families. Never forget that, mate."
Happy Halloween!!
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May DWC 2023
DAY 3 - Overcome/Blind
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“You have a cold-heart, Daiyu.”
Words hissed through gritted teeth, sharp eyes locked onto hers as his warrior’s resolve began to slowly crack. Mao Ru was not much older than her, yet the darkness under his eyes seemed to age him. He was tired. Tired of running, of fighting. Of loss.
Yet here he was, seething at her. Acting as if she did not experience the same.
Blood dripped from her blade as a blank stare was cast to the body in front of her - the last wisps of smoke trailing off clawed fingertips, the handprint burned into the assassin’s armor as the last strike dealt towards her before the woman’s body crumpled to the ground. Her expression had been sinister. You do not see.....
“SAY SOMETHING.”
The harsh command broke her thoughts, and she looked to Mao Ru now, his form towering over her, but she saw his knees buckle.
“Do you not care?”
Memories flooded her mind at his question - memories of the corpse on the ground, once peaceful and joyful, now tainted and bitter. You smiled at me once. You laughed with me. You sheltered me.
“She was our -”
“I know what she was.” Daiyu interrupted, a low growl resonating in her throat - the only hint of emotion to give her true feelings away. “It doesn’t change what she became. What she did. Why she was hunted.”
Mao Ru let out a forceful exhale from his nose, lowering his weapon after having it directed at her throat mere seconds ago. His sword remained unsheathed - she knew he was only staying his blade out of former feelings towards her. Perhaps that would change now.
“You are blind to the consequences of your position, Daiyu. There are those that will grieve. They will mourn.”
And we haven’t? She wanted to shout back in his face through bared fangs. Their lands had been wrought with the Sha, disturbed and unearthed by war that hadn’t been their own, yet they’d all been dragged into it to suffer.
Mao Ru did not understand. He did not see what terrors their former elder had wrought. How many lives she had destroyed just to seek her own power. Her own downfall, as the Sha corruption claimed another.
Her silence had been enough.
“Heartless.” Mao spat onto the ground. “At least the Sha cannot take you. There are no emotions there to take.”
Words cut deeper than any blade, and yet she remained still - forcing herself to continue to stare at her work that laid at her feet. A heavy sigh and crunching of pebbles signalled Mao Ru’s depature.
Daiyu whispered a silent prayer to their elder, swiftly wiping away the tear that threatened to roll down her cheek, as she headed further into the old catacombs alone.
@daily-writing-challenge
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Found the very first digital drawing I ever did, of Jinx from Arcane, and it gave me a wave of nostalgia. This was completely hand drawn, and done on some random free art-app, since I neither had a pen nor access to a lot of digital art resources back then. But I’m still proud of it, and I don’t even think it’s half bad, considering I was just figuring digital art out at that point. I might even get into drawing some more Arcane fanart, since this discovery led me to wanting to rewatch Arcane (:
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to any americans who feel "paralyzed" and "dont know what to do" to help with gaza:
reading a fucking book. i beg of you.
in a time of knowledge suppression is it your duty to arm yourself with knowledge.
read about americas occupations in the middle east.
read about 9/11 from outside of america and see how they inflicted senseless harm and violence to countless amounts of people and have been suppressing your rights for the past 2 fucking decades.
read about any of the countless wars from the past 30 years. especially from a civilian's. and the victims and survivors' perspective. listen to the horror stories and do not plug your fucking ears as to what your country is doing.
and read about fucking gaza and palestine and keep up with what is happening no matter how "sad" or "uncountable" you might get.
dont look away from this.
you dont have the right to be comfortable during countless active genocides.
if you're knowledgeable, you're powerful, and our current state doesnt fucking want that.
you have the power to change things if you open your eyes and scream to the world.
wake the fuck up.
Edit: please check the reblogs there are readings and ways to help
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Belphagor is looking a little wall-eyed in the recent picture. Is that normal or just a bad angle? I can't help but be a little worried
he's young enough that his eyeball muscles aren't fully functional! as Belphegor ages, he should look less wonky
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