#Dariel

[manufacturedrainbows]

True friends let you vent about your shitty ex and don't point out how forced your smile is 😎👌

Dallas has been through a lot, but in the end, he got out 🖤

Everyone say "thank you Yariel for being a real one" 😭👏

[virtuallghosts]

— Tá chegando aquele dia que vai bater uma depressão.

[kitty-freeze-studios]

finaaallyyy finished my project of drawing family portraits for my main OC cast when they were small ^^ top image is from 2020, rest was made this year

inspiration was that this was a great excuse to design the rest of the family members where it would be unrealistic for them to be in the same room later loool, and to show off some of the differences between their upbringing

top- Rue-Retriever family, Ginger is second from left

middle- Capricus family, with Tacita on moms lap

bottom- De Wit family, Dariel sitting at the bottom left

[darlenetheangel]

Dariel's redesign, he looks worried because he was created after the angels took his sister, he feels guilty about taking her place.

Rediseño de Dariel, se ve preocupado porque fue creado después de que los ángeles se llevaron a su hermana, se siente culpable por tomar su lugar.

[starlightstripes]

#ockiss24 - Almost

"The Ghost and the Shadow"

When I saw the prompt, I knew who to do it with Dariel and Marahin, and they were the perfect pair to get back into sketching after months without drawing.

[edvvinarchive]

pics of my work with 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋

[noturfang]

Sometimes I fall for hyung-type characters, but mostly I fall for dongsaeng-type

[bear-in-a-foxhole]

Ah Dariel-san, he knows how I feel

[symliadoo]

some of my favorite panels from the short story sdfghj you can read bakery man on the anthology accounts! (will post on its own later)

f in the chat dariel hes the protag and only makes up two of these screenshots—

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[manufacturedrainbows]

Photo redraw with Dallas and Yariel! 🖤

Initially I wanted to get this done before Valentine's Day, until my chronic pain kicked my ass ☠️

Drawing all of Dallas' tattoos is NOT for the weak but I'm really happy with how this turned out 😌✨️

[virtuallghosts]

— Foda de ser uma fera é que agora escuto gemidos de longe, imagina então como é na Savana.

[kitty-freeze-studios]

group pic of my main characters! l to r:

Ginger Rue-Retriever, weapons specialist, 21 years old, she, second of three children set to inherit the Rue-Retriever estate. Proudly a lost cause.

Tacita Caprica, infernal gifted, 16 years old, she, only child and exiled from her rural village as a kid. Dead for three years and should really be considered 19.

Dariel de Wit, musician, 20 years old, they, younger sibling in a family breaking away from occult heritage. Just here to help.

[darlenetheangel]

[entrehormigones]

[dalleyan]

Elfwine Chronicles (new LoTR stories, Detente, ch 1 posted, 3-8-23)

Eldarion was good at everything he attempted, except love.  (Drama, Angst, Romance, Family)

 Chapter 1  -  (Feb, 22 IV)

Eldarion gazed on the scene before him with utter boredom.  In many ways, Elfwine was his closest friend, and he loved his sister dearly, but he could not help envy them the happiness they had found in each other. His eyes fell on his parents, noticing a look or a touch between them, that likely was unobserved by most in the room, but reminded him of their special bond with one another.  And, yet, looking around the room of powdered and primped noblewomen, most of whom seemed to be studiously trying to catch his eye, he could find nothing that appealed to him in the slightest. 

They could be amusing if he was in mind for a little kissing in the moonlight, but even there he had to beware lest they assume too much interest on his part and begin to cling possessively.  Some of the men had made comments suggesting how lucky he was to be in a position to have any woman he wanted, but it was not so enviable a thing as they supposed. While he might indulge in a few pleasant kisses, he had no intention of bedding any of them and risking an irate father with a pregnant daughter in tow.  Even if such concerns could be ignored, it was more difficult for him to turn away from wanting what his parents had.  They had waited literally years to be together, never seeking solace in another.  Somehow he could not bring himself to wantonly indulge in women while awaiting a special someone to come along.

Taking another swallow of wine, he sighed.  Elfwine had made some good suggestions about finding such a woman for himself, but it seemed unlikely anything could come of it in the near future.  In the meantime, it was difficult to stay interested in engaging in pointless posturing at these gatherings.  Smile.  Bow. Be charming.  Flatter.  Insincerely woo, if he desired a kiss.  Then return to his cold room, alone and with empty arms.  No one to tease him, to touch him lovingly, to brush his hair back from his face, to cheer his victories and console his disappointments. Elfwine was a lucky man to have found that so young.

Lest this morose mood completely overwhelm him, he set down his goblet and pushed himself erect.  A lively dance might at least distract him momentarily. 

Several dances later, he paused for another goblet of wine and to catch his breath.  His eyes wandered the room once more, and lit upon Dariel and Elfwine talking with Luthiel.  Elfwine’s cousin was indeed fair; there was no question of that. Perhaps because she was the Steward’s daughter, he had always considered her somewhat off-limits to him, but Elfwine’s mention that she might make him a suitable match caused him to rethink that belief.  He very much doubted either his parents or hers would object to such a union, and she was well-schooled in court protocol, though privately more relaxed than most noblewomen.  Yes, perhaps he should get to know Luthiel better…see if he could tolerate her more than these other women.

With that thought in mind, he made his way across the hall, but before he reached them, Luthiel had accepted a dance with another gentleman.  Dariel moved away from her betrothed, and Eldarion came to stand by Elfwine.  His eyes followed Luthiel around the dance floor and he observed, “You are correct, my friend.  Your cousin is becoming quite an attractive woman, though yet a bit young.  Still, I will not hold that against her!”

Elfwine cast a sideways glance at him, then commented, “She is attractive, as well as beloved by both her brother and cousins.  Do not think you may treat her with your usual callous manner toward women, and not have us…take offense.”

Eldarion was startled by the warning, though he supposed he should not have been.  Other brothers and cousins might not dare to challenge his behavior toward their female relatives, but it would not be so if he approached Luthiel.  With a reassuring grin, that did not accomplish its purpose, he answered, “Do not worry!  I will be an utter gentleman!”

His companion gave a dubious snort.  “I will believe that when I see it!  Still, Luthiel can take care of herself should you get out of line when none of us are around to deal with you.”  He chuckled knowingly, and Eldarion’s eyes narrowed suspiciously, wondering what exactly Elfwine was not bothering to tell him.

Shrugging it off, convinced he would be successful in this venture as in everything else, he took another swallow of wine and then set it aside as Luthiel came to join them. Before she could even catch her breath, he smiled charmingly at her and requested, “Will you dance the next with me, Luthiel?”

There was the slightest hesitation in her manner, which he did not understand, but she reached for the wine Elfwine was holding, took a few sips and then nodded her consent.  “Thank you, my lord.”

With a laugh, he told her, “Call me Eldarion, Luthiel.  We are friends, are we not?”

She seemed unsure of his warm behavior and glanced at Elfwine questioningly, but her cousin merely shrugged and tried to look innocent.  She appeared no less suspicious of this sudden interest on the part of Gondor’s heir.

 continue reading on AO3:

              https://archiveofourown.org/works/45599791/chapters/114743038

[deep-freeze-defender]

dariel de wit