#darthfluff

[no-light-left-on]

Idk if you still take these asks but. For the mistletoe. Nr 3 with Corvo and Daud maybe? 👉👈🥺

yup, still taking the requests :)

[graedari]

-slides into your asks- ok but. Details on the aquarium au? Like yess i love the idea!! Void man the marine biologist!! Both families going there!! Em making friends!! Its all so wholesome and you know what? They deserve itt :D

hehehhe!!! I have so many ideas you couldn't even imagine babeygurl. I just really wanted this au to be super wholesome for everyones faves. If you have a dh character you like- they are likely in this AU somewhere just know that. It's sorta just morphed into my own feel-good modern au rather than just an Aquarium AU

Some misc Fin-Tastic AU notes (also featured in the art):

Corvo has a motorcycle (as does Daud and the Whalers. They actually have a Motorcycle Gang in town)

Daud also runs a definitely legit Self-Defense Class (that definitely isn't an underground fight-club)

Emily attends the classes as part of the "Jr. Knives of Dunwall" course)

Delilah owns an upscale Art Gallery in town (and has been told to not visit after claiming to know Corvo's sister and gas-lit him that some random child she paid was his nephew)

Billie and Thomas live with Daud in his apartment and brought home some dogs one day. Daud told them absolutely not. The dogs love Daud. They have dogs now.

[nevermindigotthis]

So, two days ago I posted about how there should be a Dishonored TV series. Then user @darthfluff reblogged that post and said "i'd love for an animated series a la arcane".

... up until then I had been thinking live action, but you know, Arcane Style animation is always superior and I wholeheartely agree. So I went and found some Arcane references and voila: The main characters! (It's probably pretty obvious which characters I used as reference, but oh well)

[icedjuiceboxes]

Confront your trauma.

Daud vs Emily, Part 4.

Part 1 here

Part 2 here

Part 3 here

Part 5 here

More of my Dishonored art here

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Notes and thank you's below.

A fun Bonus that I did in like. 5 minutes.

ARTIST'S NOTES:

Writing Daud's taunts was SO much fun. I did a few iterations on what he said, maybe once the series is finished I do a wrap up on my sketches and what changed during development.

For the second page, I really wanted to give the feeling of overwhelmness to the reader like mimic how Emily is feeling, as all her trauma is flashing through her mind. I think it's the most panels I've drawn in a single page, and I feel like I could have cramped more in to really nail the feeling, but hey it's good practice for the future.

Emily's activation of Shadow Walk was loosely inspired by The Monster in the Hull. Shadow Walk was another abililty I didn't use in my playthrough, So I don't know if I would have gave it so much focus if it weren't for the fic. And also, taking game powers/mechanics and making it work narratively in other mediums is hard. So seeing what others do is insanely helpful

Emily's shadow walk was my own take on the power, which I explained here

Fun fact! I didn't mean to draw Jess and Delilah in the same pose and the same expression, but oh my god once I noticed it they were mirroring each other it was too good not to point out. The symbolism!! They're sisters okay!!

Thank you's

Thanks to ignorethispotatoplease, darthfluff, no-lights-left-on, geminison, jaspertheshneventh, and don1t1red for the fun tags!! And to all others who reblogged and liked <3. I appreciate it!

[inkoherentwriting]

2024 Fugue Feast exchange!

I am incredibly, terribly late with this and for that I must give a heartfelt apology to @darthfluff for taking so long! I really hope y'all enjoy this fic though, I tried to make the mystery as haunted and tragic as I possibly could ;D

necessary @dishonoredgiftexchange tag hehe

[krystlandotherstuff]

GET TO KNOW ME TAG

Tagged by @r6shippingdelivery, thank you so much Kiki!

Tagging @caramelkask @rosedragonblast @something-in-red @darthfluff @glacialispictorem and anyone else who wants to do this.

Last song: We don't have to dance - Andy Black

Fave color: Purple

Curently watching: House MD

Last movie: Avatar - The way of water

Currently reading: Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children and fanfics obvs

Relationship status: Taken and very much in love

Current obsession: Otter Neuvilette.

Last googled: "Driving school"

Currently working on: A long abandoned liondoc fic I decided to pick up again

[exalok]

tagged by @merulanoir!!! i will not be tagging ten people because that is too many. also i can only choose five??? that is not enough

🎶✨when u get this u have to put 5 songs u actually listen to, publish. then, send this ask/tag 10 of your favourite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool) 🎶✨

Adieu tristesse - Zazie

Cage On The Ground - Flyleaf

Spiracle - Soap&Skin

Zan Bezan - LiRaz

Remember To Breathe - Sturgill Simpson

(from my smaller song playlist, which i listen through regularly; tried picking a varied assortment)

and am tagging uuuuhhhh oh no meru already tagged so many people i know (okay just ignore this if you do not want to play the game). also not necessarily followers i haven't checked

@amazinmango, @darthfluff, UUUHHHHHH, @queenstardust, @retired-crow, AAAAAHHHHH okay no i'm done BYEEEEE

[screwtheprinceimtakingthehorse]

From the physical affection prompts, maybe 15 or 26 for our beloved walnuts Corvo and Daud if you feel like it? :3

@darthfluff // the biggest, warmest hugs (this also kinda turned to angst, but I didn’t think you’d mind ;))

cw for suicide mention (below the cut)

Second chances made fools of people. And Corvo was, inevitably, a fool. Had been all his life. From deciding to enter the Blade Verbena at sixteen, to spending his last night in Karnaca with his squadmates, three sheets to the wind, instead of realising that he would never see his mother again. From letting his sister run off to the docks when he was a boy, to never stopping to look for her when he was a man. And then, believing his secondment to Dunwall to be the chance he’d been looking for, only to fall in love. And then, to lose her.

He’d been a fool to think it could have ended any other way than tragedy.

He woke at night, breathing harshly, and stared at the ceiling, all the while trying to calm his racing heart.

Corvo was not alone. Emily was in her room upstairs, safe and guarded by men and women he trusted. And down the hall, there was… their master.

He had come to warn them, but too late: the machine had been unstoppable by then. Corruption, greed, and violence, all tangled up like… what did he like to say? Tangled up like a bag of snakes. There’d been far too many snakes hiding in the weeds that day, and the months after.

And now, Daud lived with them, almost, and some days Corvo wondered whether he’d appointed himself the Royal Protector’s bodyguard. Corvo should like to see him appointed Spymaster, instead, and so would Emily, but as yet Daud still steadfastly refused. Yes… the Knife of Dunwall was nothing if not steadfast.

What even he couldn’t seem to deny Corvo, however, was comfort.

Corvo thought of the way Daud’s hand had lingered on his back just earlier that day, a grounding touch to cast Corvo a lifeline whilst he read the report of Pendleton’s prison suicide.

“How?” he’d ground out, panic strangling him, all of it rushing back: the chaos of Kingsparrow Island, Havelock’s arm around Emily’s neck, the pistol at her temple. The sickening freefall of Martin’s body when Havelock shot him first. Then, Emily’s piercing screams.

The warmth of Daud’s hand through the fabric of his coat and shirt had dispelled the fog a little, pushed through the mist to reach Corvo there, in the dark and cold of the memory.

Hours later, Corvo turned over on the bed. He felt cold again.

“Call if you need anything,” Daud had told him ere he retired that evening.

Now, Corvo needed… something.

He knew that, when he did spend the night at the Tower, Daud rarely actually slept. Rather, he pored over reports of files all night before returning to Rudshore just after dawn: doing the work a Spymaster ought to be doing, and yet he wouldn’t hear a word of it. Corvo would likely find him at his desk — the twin of Corvo’s. A little too large for the space, but Corvo had wanted him to have it. With a sigh, Corvo kicked back the covers. He dressed haphazardly, hardly caring whether anyone saw him — he wasn’t planning on taking the scenic route.

Five minutes later, he stood outside the door to Daud’s quarters, and had barely decided to knock when a low voice rumbled, just loud enough: “I know your footsteps, Corvo.”

That decided it. Corvo opened the door and slipped inside quickly. He mustered some surprise at seeing Daud similarly dressed down — the most dishevelled he’d ever seen him had been after that bomb at Sokolov’s house had gone off and, for a sickening moment, Corvo had feared the blast had taken Daud clean through the foundations of the house and into the river below the bridge. But there Daud had been, clinging to a girder and swearing like a sailor. Studiously so, for a man who detested boats.

He brought himself back to the present, finding Daud watching him with hooded, grey eyes.

“Why are you here, Corvo?” Daud asked.

Corvo rather suspected he knew, but he also suspected that Daud wanted to hear him say it. Only Corvo did not know what to say.

“Couldn’t sleep,” he said simply, skirting around the heart of it.

“Could ask Piero to give you something. Something better than whiskey, at any rate,” Daud said, setting aside his paperwork. Corvo had his undivided attention — something he could not understand why it was so important. But it was.

Corvo stood, still near the door, and shook his head. “I’ve no wish to drown myself in alcohol, or the Void.”

To his surprise, Daud — bluntly, efficiently — gestured toward the bed. His bed. “Go on,” he said.

Corvo blinked at him. “I just told you I can’t sleep.”

“And you came here just to tell me that? You want some rest. So get some rest,” Daud rumbled.

“I can’t just occupy your quarters,” Corvo protested.

“I’ll be over here. Don’t worry, I shan’t disturb you.” Daud had returned to his papers; a clear attempt at dismissal.

“That’s not—“

“Take it or leave it, Corvo.” Daud’s tone was gruff, but not unkind. As if struck by the thought of being turned out of the room, Corvo took a sideways step toward the bed. Daud nodded once, satisfied. Closing the distance quickly, Corvo sat before he could talk himself out of it. But as he did, he felt a fool yet again.

“Daud,” he said, sounding miserable even to his own ears.

As if reading his thoughts, Daud suddenly dropped his pen once more, got up and rounded the desk. He stepped up briskly to where Corvo sat, and then crouched down in front of him, yet taking care not to touch him.

“What do you need, Corvo?” Daud asked, voice so gruff again. And again, there was that notion. I need to hear you say it.

“I don’t want to be alone anymore,” he whispered.

As if cut loose from invisible bonds, Daud surged up to meet him. Corvo instinctively opened his arms, and then found Daud’s shoulder with his cheek. It was an awkward position, with both of them sitting on the edge of the bed, Daud turned to Corvo at an angle. But it was what Corvo needed. He wrapped his arms around Daud fully, and shivered slightly when Daud’s large hand covered the nape of his neck, his strong arms like a vise around him. Corvo closed his eyes.

After drowning in the cold for so long, Corvo finally felt so warm.

[zilodak]

Wait wait wait. You also like TCW? NICE. 10/10 good choice in heartbreak, if dishonored isnt enough.

Yeah! I’ve been keeping up with Mando ever since it came out last year but season 2 really convinced me to start watching TCW and now here we are, I crammed 12 years worth of content in 2 weeks lol

The finale was devastating and left a pretty big hole in my soul hnghhhhhhh

[artistic-fuss]

31, 34, 35 and 45 for Hall, my dude :3

Last of the crew unless Jay shows up, let’s do this!

31. They’re given a blank piece of paper - what do they do with it?

A loose piece of paper? Used to catches small pieces of a project that he cannot loose bits of. Maybe used to scribble on. Nothing planned and completely absent mindedly scribblings. You know probably something that would make a therapist go “oof.”

34. What party member would they go to in a crisis? 

Anna. No questions asked. She doesn’t, or hasn’t asked too many questions when he has gone to her before. And a Hall crisis 9/10 times is about murder so...

35. Which party member do they worry for? 

Nika. She is broken and busted. Sure she was alone for so long, but look where that got her. He has seen what affects her. And to him. That is all that the world is made up of. He does not know how she survives in this world.

45. How do they hug?

Hall... isn’t sure he’d know how to hug. When was the last time he was hugged? Like really hugged? He must have been a toddler. So, how does Hall hug?

[pricemarshfield]

29, 34, 35 and 45 for Anna !! :3

who would they save? who would they be saved by?

anna would take a bullet for anyone in the party, including hypatia and bolt. she wouldn’t even hesitate. i think they’d try and save her from that, though, and THAT she’d be surprised by. she has a few issues viewing herself as, like, worth something outside what she can give to people.

which party member do they go to in a crisis?

oh, hall. 100%. anna trusts and is into wren, and anna cares about nika, but hall is her best friend and someone she knows would help her get away with murder or anything else. that being said wren IS moving up in this for her.

which party member do they worry for?

currently? nika. in general? all of them. anna’s a ball of anxiety and fully believes that if she slips up everyone can and will get hurt, and so she’s pretty constantly thinking about her actions and what mistakes she can make (or, ideally, avoid). because of that she doesn’t think about her WORDS, though, hence her saying shitty, hurtful things with stunning regularity.

how do they hug people?

rarely, and never the first one to initiate contact. as you can imagine, the brimsley house was far from warm and loving, and she’s SUPER touch-starved. if someone hugged her, she’d probably freeze up for a second before hugging back, grip tight enough to bruise.

[retired-crow]

tag thing!

Rules: tag anyone you want to know better and/or want to catch up with and answere these questions :3

Was tagged by @darthfluff! thank ye!

3 ships:

Corvodaud (Dishonored)

Daniil/Artemy (Pathologic)

Me/Chocolate XD

Last song: Rusty Nails - Moderat 

last movie: Toy Story 4... I legit teared up dfdsf

Currently reading: Trying to get through Men At Arms by Terry Pratchett

Currently watching: The Old Guards. I’ve just started it and so far I wanna continue it :D

Currently consuming: .... Chocolate xD

Currently craving: Any sort of tasty stew

And for tagging, got nobody to tag, so yeah :’D it ends here

[icedjuiceboxes]

Daud vs Emily. Finale.

Part 1 here,

Part 2 here,

Part 3 here,

Part 4 here,

More of my Dishonored art here

Notes and thank you's below!

Hey guess what happened fuckers. As always, my brain decides a comic is completely stupid halfway making it and I was cringing the whole time I was finishing this hence the decrease in quality. If I have to look at this for one more second I will be going to jail. There is no compliment that will make me think this comic was any good hahaha. Anyway. Don't get me started on the life stuff that happened after Part 4 was posted. To summarise:

Artist Notes

this comic can burn in hell

There was a chance I'd come back to this comic since I had one more scene planned, a post-fight talk between Emily and Daud but uh. Not anymore. Maybe if something big happens and the comic blows up but no promises I'm actively erasing this comic from my brain as we speak.

Thank you's

Thanks to kg-clark-inthedark, no-light-left-on, blizzarddream, ignorethispotatoplease, darthfluff, skemford for the fun tags on part 4!!

[wantonlywindswept]

i don’t have my computer so there is no fancy graphic, but here’s another one off the @badthingshappenbingo list. Dishonored fandom, Geoff/Thomas, written for @darthfluff and like the four other anons who asked for it

[veltyr]

Angst and Fluff prompt 49 with the Royal Ot3? Because Reasons?

Okay, so 49 is “Who hurt you?”

Let’s see who did it.

Daud is used to injuries, used to hiding them. He’s done it for most of his life, after all - at this point, it’s almost a matter of pride. The cut on his arm, no matter how deep, shouldn’t even qualify, especially not now that the blood is long dried, the color blending into his coat, and the wound has been wrapped expertly.

Of course they notice the moment he transverses in through the window.

It’s Jessamine who sees him first, Jess who jumps to her feet, a look in her eyes that makes her seem far more dangerous than both men in the room working together. To be fair, she probably is.

“Who hurt you?” she asks, her voice as soft as the bed she had been sitting on, gentle, as if he was fragile and in danger of breaking, and as sharp as the steel he carries around to do his dirty work. Sharper, even - capable of cutting through the air between them, sharp enough that her very tone could probably kill a man.

“I don’t know what-”

“Daud,” Corvo’s disappointed sigh stops his weak denial before it can fully form. Daud’s shoulders slump.

They know him too well, and it shows. He’s never had to worry about anyone going up against his habit of bullshitting until he met them, and now he simply can’t find his lying feet anymore.

“A former witch, I think - caught me by surprise while I was scouting out the manor.”

He had been looking for her, it seemed, but hadn’t known. Reports had indicated that someone had recently disturbed the graves of the witches they had unceremoniously buried there, but Daud hadn’t expected the culprit to still be there.

Or for her to catch him unaware. That stung more than the wound itself did.

Jess sighs. She seems to know there is no one left to direct her rage at. Daud can almost see her channeling it into more annoying activities, like...

“Did someone take a look at that wound? Actually, I already know. Corvo, help me?”

... worrying about him. Really?

“That’s not necessary,” Daud tries to deflect, still uncomfortable with the idea that they actually care about his wellbeing, about him. That the Empress he didn’t kill loves him, as well as her bodyguard. It’s so much more than what he ever expected that he doesn’t know what to do with it.

He still considers fleeing - isn’t completely serious about it, but wishes he could - when he feels soft lips pressing against his cheek. Slim hands push his coat from his shoulders. Daud doesn’t fight it.

The Void whispers, and the next moment the coat is caught and pulled away, first the right, uninjured arm, then his left.

“Just allow us take care of you,” Jess whispers against his ear.

Daud nods and lets it happen.

[starrypawz]

darthfluff replied to your post: Just when you think tumblr users can’t pull...

What skeleton thing?

I haven’t quite found the source of it @darthfluff

CW Because kinda body horror?

But it involves that tumblr user who a few years ago like was sent an amputated toe so they could turn it into jewellery. And it seems either them or the person who was sent the toe is being yelled at because of owning a child skeleton that apparently was a teaching skeleton and taking selfies with it. 

It’s a weird mess and I haven’t been able to find the original posts yet. 

Either way, wtf tumblr