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beevean · 2 months
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I write very slowly. But I am making progress. Here's some... uh... cute Isaactor? Inspired by the scene in PtR where Isaac brings hands into their laboratory, and Hector gets a better look of the downward spiral he's facing.
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The humans were becoming bolder and bolder. Foolish, even. Marching towards Lord Dracula’s castle was akin to knocking on Death’s door and pressing your throat on his scythe. Hector did not understand: he only sent his Devils to deal with them as he was told. They would have soon joined their companions in decorating the castle’s courtyard from pikes. Lord Dracula’s message was hard to misunderstand.
Hector was engrossed in finding a way to reinforce a tabar with adamantine, when a flapping of leathery wings and a cooing distracted him.
« Good job, baby, now give Daddy what he needs… »
Hector turned around to ask Isaac to not distract him while he was working, and he saw them.
Hands.
A cascade of hands fell from Abel’s clutches in a wheelbarrow. Greyish, severed neatly, not stained with blood – they had been taken after death.
Queasiness rose from his stomach.
« What is this? »
« My loot! » Isaac laughed like he had just said the funniest joke in the world, but Hector did not get it.
« What for? Do you plan to resell them? » he insisted, though it made no sense. Necromancers had no need for hands alone: their specialty was stitching up dismembered corpses. Hector had witnessed the process, the creation of bloated, multi-headed bodies manipulated like puppets by magic as cursed as his but with none of the elegance. He couldn’t say he was impressed – his Devils were far more sophisticated than those creatures – but Lord Dracula had requested the help of every inhabitant of the castle, even the lowest.
Isaac looked at him as if he were a dim-witted child, before answering: « It is the proof that we are carrying out Lord Dracula’s will. I wish to show them to Him, so that He’ll be satisfied with our work. »
« But there is no need for that. He trusts us. »
This time, he only received for an answer some muttering from a no longer cheerful Isaac. Hector did not insist, because his attention was caught by the “loot”.
The pile of hands were scattered in the wheelbarrow, almost looking like large, macabre spiders. Some still had swords in their grasp, in the rigid hold of rigor mortis; they could be reused. Many had rings, not opulent like those of priests, but sober, wedding rings. The calluses on the fingers and broken nails spoke of lives spent in the fields.
Hector picked up from the pile two hands clasping each other: one was slender, feminine, and the other was plump and much smaller. It was difficult for him to swallow.
« This was uncalled for, Isaac. »
His friend’s face clouded over. It was a sullen, nasty expression, that did not quell the nausea clawing Hector’s abdomen. « Why? Don’t tell me you’re growing soft. »
« You wish, » he snorted. « I’m just saying that it’s unnecessary. Lord Dracula only ordered us to kill anyone who stands in his way; at least grant them dignity in death. »
« Oh, you mean like Lady Lisa, left to bleed out like a pig?! »
Hector froze at Isaac’s scathing words.
It was forbidden to mention Lady Lisa’s name, but she was a tangible presence in every wing of the castle, in every painting that decorated the corridors, in the empty plate that Lord Dracula always left for her. Lady Lisa had died a terrible death, unworthy of a Countess and the kindhearted woman as she was.
Would such a kind heart have appreciated the way they were honoring her memory?
« No, of course not, » Hector stammered, « but… look, they brought children with them. They seem be running short of grown men. And… I don’t think… »
« So? Should I feel sorry for this scum? Idiots. » Isaac had an ugly sneer on his face. « Serves them right for daring to turn their backs on Lord Dracula. »
But they didn’t. We destroyed Targoviste months ago. These... are just desperate people.
He bit his tongue. He could not hear their screams from inside the stone walls, but still the resounded clear in his ears. The sobs of husbands who had lost their wives, much like Lord Dracula, the wails of the mothers who had watched their children being torn apart. For what sin? It wasn’t their sin…
«Lord Dracula better not hear you right now, Hector, or He would be very disappointed, » hissed Isaac, venom dripping from the last word.
His Lord’s disappointment was the last thing he ever wanted.
Hector looked at the two hands again, the bone fragments protruding from the wrists, the bruises mottling the skin. Moved by revulsion, he threw them back into the pile: they separated and bounced away from each other. Yet, the clammy cold of death clung to his flesh: he rubbed his palms together to get rid of it, unsuccessfully.
Lord Dracula would not approve of this senseless act, surely. He was a reasonable Lord, who never took more than his fill, who punished those who wronged him and rewarded those who deserved his generosity, like Hector and Isaac, nothing more and nothing less.
That was the Lord he knew. The roaring monster with wild white hair and burning eyes, who had declared that no one shall survive his wrath, was not him.
No, Hector grabbed his elbows, he had to understand… Lord Dracula was in the throes of grief. Who wouldn’t be? It broke his heart to see him slumped on the throne, when the flames of Hell burning from within suddenly went out and revealed the man hidden behind them. Hector wanted nothing more than to bring him comfort, as much as it was feasible… and Isaac too, in his own way…
« Hey. » Isaac’s voice and hand, too soft to be really him, called him back in the laboratory. A rare gift, that Hector accepted. « Hey, why the long face? It’s alright, I was exaggerating. Think of it like this: they’ll go to Heaven soon. So, in a sense, we’re doing them a favor. »
« Some good it will do to them, for what Heaven’s worth. » Hector rolled his eyes to the sky he harbored no respect for. « To worship for eternity the One who allows his creatures to spread so much misery… » He chuckled. It was a jarring sound. « Good thing we’ll never have to worry about it, right? »
«Ah, they can have it, » said Isaac nonchalantly waving a hand. « I have no intention of sitting around God and singing praises for the rest of time, that sounds dreadfully boring. We’ll be the ones making a Heaven of our own, Hector! »
Isaac grabbed Hector by the shoulders, like when they were children and his friend came up with another brilliant idea to get them into trouble. But at least his face was glowing again; Hector couldn’t remember the last time he saw such joy light up in him.
« What? »
« Yes! We will make this world our Heaven! A world where only the two of us, and Lord Dracula, will exist, and we will forge it in our image! No one will chase us and hurt us anymore! God will no longer punish us for being born! We will be able to study and create and be the masters of all knowledge and life! We can just… live, together. » Isaac's nose almost touched Hector’s, and a feeling he couldn't name colored his cheeks. He could see his reflection in the large, clear eyes. « What do you think? »
And for a split second, Hector was a child again, like when Isaac welcomed him into the castle with a smile and his heart thrummed and for the first time he understood that he wanted to live.
« Promise? » he asked, his voice soft.
Isaac sealed the promise with a kiss.
He was still his dear Isaac.
Hector held him close, and the tension in his muscles and stomach melted away in his warmth. He had no idea what Heaven was like, he would never know, and he didn’t care. But if it was spending the rest of his life with his friend, it didn’t sound boring at all.
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vroomvroomwee · 6 months
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palskippah · 1 year
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Hi! This is a compilation of Luigi and Bowser expecting a baby jsj
@penbwl this one’s for you! For opening my eyes to this idea ajksdjasd also your art of Luigi is so cute!! :’v
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HEAD LIKE A HOLE, BLACK AS YOUR SOUL I'D RATHER DIE THAN GIVE YOU CONTROL
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HEARTSTOPPER: PIGGYBACK RACE
It's finished! I made it before the end of Pride Month!! Here are our favorite Heartstopper kids having fun
Nick flexes his rugby-lad-ness. Darcy insisted to be the runner and firmly believes she can catch up with Nick&Charlie, while Tara is seconds from falling off her back. Tao is a short king and he is trying his best. Isaac is a good boy and we love him :')
(look.. the colors aren't the best, the composition is so-so, but I had fun drawing the kids again, and that's what counts) (as you can see im trying to get back into art through hand-drawn stuff. and alcohol markers from Lidl.)
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baysaurus · 10 months
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ISAAC HENDERSON 🫶🫶🫶🫶
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Christopher Eccleston did not kiss a man on the lips for you bitches to say that the doctor used to be straight
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letthestorieslive · 11 months
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daetrng · 1 year
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BECAUSE… BECAUSE… BECAUSW BECUASE BECAUSE BECAUSE BECAUSE !!!!
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enbydindjarin · 2 years
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Pedro Pascal and Oscar Isaac characters being each other
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creative-clawmarks · 8 months
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You know that one post that's like "oh this character is so mysterious and unsettling and unfathomable nobody can figure him out he's so scary and strange meanwhile the dude's just autistic."
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