#carnelian (arknights)

[pancharts]

[mokadevs]

yellow💛

[dootmoon]

Sikrit santer gift for my fren @pancharts

[annierosaart]

Texas x Carnelian for a friend

(Full, uncensored, on my Twitter (18+))

[lizzy-frizzle]

I think Carnelian should top me.

[5hehzada]

for nik !!

[masterofdemise]

Prodrafts drawing of Carnelian and Aak from Arknights. I may not have Aak yet, but I can just borrow my friend’s P6M6 Aak whenever I need him to be...just a little silly.

I actually don’t draw furry characters very often at all so the fact Aak turned out so well makes me happy.

[celia-witch]

Okay I SAID I was going to do it. Anyways something I threw together! Since I ended up getting most of the Susie's masteries with some help from Carnelian I was curious how they would interact, particularly considering the way I end characterizing Susie... thus mentorship!

Maybe I'll cross post this on AO3, but... either way here it is.

Susie stared at the wreckage ahead of her, sweat coating her palms as she gripped the staff. She hadn’t meant to—she wasn’t trying to—

“Impressive.” The tall Caprinae said without even a hint of derision.

The tall, brown woman wore a placid mask as she stared down the concrete barren that was the arts testing range.

“I didn’t mea—“

“You destroyed an arts testing target, and all it took was breaking a sweat.”

Carnelian even accepting her request had been a surprise in the first place, but the fact that she had somehow impressed the imposing woman left Susie shaken. It probably didn’t help that she was so attractive, even with the rumor of her being sworn to some far off noble. She knew that the targets were designed to with stand just about anything, and here she was.

Susie jumped as she felt a hand ruffle her hair.

“Don’t misunderstand here.” Carnelian looked down the range at the crumpled target, a smirk gracing her lips. “You really did good kid, that’s some actually pretty impressive raw power there.”

“I… I did well?”

“Look, see that over there? It’s pile of concrete over there that you blasted with all that pink electricity your little body holds until it shattered.”

She couldn’t help but balk. The pile of rubble taunted her with a face contorted, writhing as the telltale pink energy coursed through him. Knuckles turned white as the smell of seared flesh filled her nostrils.

“I—I don’t want to…” Want to what…?

Carnelian simply looked at her as her words hung in the air. She wasn’t smirking, as she had been, she simply stood wearing a neutral expression. She was someone who was so… opposed to what Susie was. A mercenary, who was capable and independent. A strong and powerful person who was able and willing to enforce her will upon others. And also someone capable of much; particularly from what Susie had seen in some of the battle records she had seen.

“I don’t—I don’t want to hurt people.” That was it.

“There it is. Now, little one, you and I both know we’re beyond that.” Her tone was almost wry, Susie felt herself bristle.

“You don’t need to tell me.” Susie had been there, the corner where those all too willing to use it had backed her.

She knew what it was like to channel that desperation.

The taller woman laughed. Her white hair bouncing. Even with all her play at mirth the smile was empty, just as her lecturing tone had been.

“Little kitty, you know what those with power are willing to do to keep it?”

“I’m not a child Carnelian, you don’t have to lecture me.”

“I’ll take that as a yes, but you are right I’m certainly not qualified to teach philosophy.” She replied, that wry edge gone from her voice. “Though what I am here to teach, is arts—which begs the question. If you don’t want to hurt people, then why?”

Susie knew it was a fair question. An unwilling student would be more trouble then they were worth, and Carnelian was already busy enough with out wasting time on her.

Why did she want this training? Learning to use her arts would help her control the sparks that so often jumped from her body, but that wasn’t it, it wouldn’t be enough since basic training would be all she needed to control that. Susie had asked. She had walked up to Carnelian herself, and asked to be trained in using her arts to fight.

“A hard question, but we can’t continue until you answer it.” She said laughter stilling as her eyes followed the pink haired girl.

Susie sighed. She hated the question, and she know what she’d have to answer… at least to answer truthfully. She hadn’t wanted to hurt that man, but when everything had boiled over… She couldn’t have contained all that energy, that power. And standing right in front of her, berating her, the cause of all that trouble—all that violence. All she had needed to do was reach out her hands, and let it loose.

She had chosen to let it go.

“I don’t want to lose control again, I just…” She found herself faltering again.

She felt the conductive grip of her staff in her grasp. Susie felt it stable, grounded, against the hard concrete of the test range. It was a necessary crutch, something that let her exist in a relatively normal day to day life—the large bulb on top, a gift from Quercus, singing as she channeled her raging emotions into it.

Control.

“If I have to use this ability to defend myself…” Susie sighed, “I want it to be on my terms. Next time I have to defend myself I’ll be ready— that’s what this is for; that’s why I asked you to train me.”

“Control, huh?” Carnelian turned towards her, laying a gentle hand on her shoulder. “That is something we can work with, for now at least.”

It wasn’t everything she needed, but it was one answer. It was at least something to think about as she moved forward. She resettled her grip on her staff, feeling the wire on top of the large bulb unspooling to form her drones.

“If its good enough lets keep going then.”

“Fine then, you’ll need to answer the question of how far you’re willing to go eventually though.” Carnelian stepped back a small smile on her face. “After all, I’m not the one who’s really asking you that question.”

Susie sighed.

“I really would rather just be a hair dresser… if they’d let me.”

[dr-koni]

Happy Birthday, Carnelian!

Artist: カワグチ

Birthday: January 17

[arknights-should-kiss]

Carnelian and Beeswax should kiss !!

Inspiration: again.. ahem. siscon.

[lanymme]

Real Me

Fandom: Arknights

Pairing: Carnelian/Texas

Rating: Explicit

Summary:

Operator Texas is not an armed delivery escort for Penguin Logistics. Operator Carnelian is not the retainer of a Leithanian count. Like recognizes like.

Tags: ...and they were both tops, Switching, Primal Play, Fight Sex, Identity Issues, Trans Female Character

Excerpt:

Texas turns her back on her. She can feel the fire of her blood racing through her, gradually melting her core. The sound of heels slowly clicking toward her fills her with shivery tension. Her ears swivel back, twitching. The scratchy sound of her pen on the room’s clipboard signing off the delivery on behalf of Penguin—

The sound of walking stops. Her hairs stand up; she can feel Carnelian behind her. She pauses. She can feel, behind her, Carnelian’s hand start to rise.

She resumes signing the sheet. Her hand is steady.

Carnelian leans in by her neck. She can feel her warm breath on her ear.

Her hand smears the end of her signature, ever so subtly. A record.

Carnelian rests a strong hand where her neck and shoulder meet. Texas twitches.

“And what are you here for,” Carnelian breathes into her ear.

“Texas.”

With subtle strength, Carnelian presses her up against the rack of ammunition, her lips bumping the crate she just delivered.

Texas grunts, softly.

She feels the tickle of her own wetness on her thigh.

In the next moment, she is behind Carnelian, grasping the backs of her beautiful horns like common handles.

[pancharts]

[mokadevs]

🐏❤️

[calling-cthulhu]

And that's it for me with 152 pulls. I'm really happy I got Logos today, and with him I'm more or less ready to go cold turkey for six months (Sorry Marcille, I love your manga but you're kinda mid...).

Hoederer was a surprise spook and I have no pressing need of a Crusher since Mlynar and Degen already kind of demolish most of the competition, but I might build him somewhere down the line, I guess?

I also spooked a Carnelian but who the heck uses Carnelian lmao

Sadly no off-banner limiteds. I remain Texasless :(

[lanymme]

Texas/Carnelian.

They’re so complementary, even though they’re both intense and have a “ferocity under the calm surface” vibe.

Like they both keep a part of themselves set aside from the people they love, and they’re both incredibly formidable. So they have plenty of deep common ground, but also they are different enough to be a good match.

Like Texas is quiet and reserved, while Carnelian is more outgoing and talkative. Carnelian is pretty cool and even-handed even in her affection, while Texas is warmer with her people. Carnelian is taunting, Texas is serious—makes for good banter. Both will go straight for the throat, but Carnelian has zero reservation about killing while Texas prefers to find another way.

You can imagine them fighting, and chilling together quietly, and talking to other people together, and arguing. It’s just such fertile ground.

Im incapable of being normal about them and there’s like 2 other ppl I know globally that ship them. Send help.

*taps mic*

I wanna hear about your AK rare pairs and why they lodge in your brain, I’m not talking just seldom seen pairings or anything either, I want those DEEP cuts that only you and maybe 2 other people think about

Mine is Croque/Pozy to give you an idea of what I mean

[rennebright]

Carnelian Swimsuit by Fangs [Twitter/X] ※Illustration shared with permission from the artist. If you like this artwork please support the artist by visiting the source.