#hellguarded

[lichthey-a]

❝ —–— normal day t' walk 'round smellin' like rotten eggs? ❞ // @hellguarded

[bclasaeg]

@hellguarded

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BIRTHDAY TWIN 

[subdued-moderation]

Starter for @hellguarded

A night like any other, one would like to say. Streetlights lighting the roads, the relative quiet of a city interrupted mostly only by the sounds of cars and the occasional shout of someone out drinking or what have you...

But for one man in particular, he wouldn't be able to say that soon enough, staring up at the building in front of him from an alley across the way. Someone walks up from behind him, placing their hand on his shoulder.

"Ready for this, big guy? Quick in and out, should be done before the pigs realize! Easy job, easy money!" They grin, seeming confident in this plan.

The man just responds curtly. "Yes."

"Alright! You know the plan! Couple of my guys will follow behind you to hold the entrance. You know! Just in case someone gets nosey while you're doin' your thing."

He squints at them. "Long as they know our agreement."

They just make a face, rolling their eyes. "Tch...Yeah, yeah, mister personality. They'll get the memo." They back off, motioning him along. "Now get goin', we don't got all night!"

The man huffs, cracking his knuckles as he begins moving forward.

This will be a long night...

The report would come in to the authorities, some bystander spotting a small group of suspicious individuals entering the offices of some small tech company. One large man, then two more people a minute or two after. They appeared to be armed, though no gunshots have been heard.

The silent alarm has been tripped and attempts to call have been met with no answer. Something is also disrupting security footage. This was all within the last several minutes.

With no other option, dispatch radios for any officers close to the scene to investigate. Perhaps it's fate that the closest is a particular hound...

[lured-into-wonderland]

She smiled at Ignis as she opened the door for him. She was just passing by in the entrance hall as the bell rang. Nunnally liked him. He was a rather frequent guest at the manor; obviously working with her father, but she did not know the details. She had accepted it long ago that there were things that she was not allowed to know, and she was not trying to change it anymore.

“I did not know you were coming.” – she greeted him in a slight surprise; she was wearing a simple flowery dress and her long blond hair was falling loose on her back, still slightly wet. Rather unusual outfit for her. When they were meeting before, even in this house, Nunnally was usually dressed more formally – “Please do excuse my rather…casual look.” – she felt the necessity to explain herself before leading him inside to the living room that was more than familiar to him.

“The usual?” – she asked pouring him a glass of his preferred drink not really waiting for the confirmation – “My father is out. At the meeting. He is not expected home for another hour. Or two.” - she said pouring herself a glass of white wine.

That was an unexpected situation. Nunnally knew Ignis was important. The business with him was important, and whenever he visited, some additional efforts were always undertaken. Nunnally was always expected to be home, ready to be called upon if needed. So, Ignis's visit was surprising. Least to say. Almost awkward. She laughed trying to make a situation lighter, more relaxed at least for her. And then she said the first thing that came to her mind: --

“Unless this time you came to visit me…” – (“Gosh! You are flirting with him, Nunnally. That would make your father furious…” ) – little did she know...

"I am sorry. I should not have."

a plotted starter for @hellguarded

[theboonofchaos]

    " If it isn't the little puppy~ " Eris cooed, reaching out to caress the face of the hellhound. " Good boy~ "

        @hellguarded

[sheyearns]

@hellguarded​b

        ALMOST---

        Yet, the breeze was too fast for her and her musical sheets escaped from the tip of her fingers. It was too late for her to run after it. The sheet was gone from her line of sight and Lacie had no choice but to admit defeat to the losing game. Even if she did run, she wouldn’t be fast enough. She’d trip on her feet during the heated chase and she’d be left off worse.

        Displeasion mixed with annoyance coursed through her body. All the hard work, hours of grind to find the best satisfaction for her new song but now gone, blown away in a mere seconds. 

        “Why does this have to happen? What do I do now?” For the first time in a while Lacie expressed her helplessness in verbal language, not knowing she wasn’t really alone.

[ekleipsi]

--- not me heavy breathing over this BOY, LOOK AT HIM!??!? PERCEIVE HIS FACE. @hellguarded is putting tiny borders on all my icons, i'm cri. like 1500 icons...

[unladielike]

" i'm… sorry? " he thought he'd been getting better at understanding the new modern slang. unfortunately, many liked to prove him otherwise at every corner.

                UNPROMPTED ASKS. » always accepting!

    "Oh, great... it seems I'm stuck with a boomer," Vivian sighs. By that point, she was starting to feel a headache coming on, prompting her to slowly shift her fingers up beneath her bangs to massage her temple. "Okay, my brother in Christ, listen carefully... the whole reason you should not be dining alone at a Chinese restaurant is due to the fact the dishes there are meant to be shared; therefore, unlike with American dining culture, ordering an entirely separate meal is considered wildly unusual," she then begins to explain.

    "Seriously, you do not wanna get an entire steamed fish and eat it all by yourself unless you want to draw the stares of the non-white customers around you. Why, if you truly must have Chinese food, you should order takeout instead... do you comprehend?" In all honesty, it took such a huge amount of effort on her part to not tack on a 'capeesh' at the end, but somehow, Vivian manages to dial it back down a notch, which coming from her, was quite the impressive feat. Truly, he should be grateful she was nice enough to formalize her language so even he could understand it.

@hellguarded

[belliautore]

it was nice to sit down with emily for a cup of tea after… so long. he couldn't even remember how long. " i'm sorry that i just sort of… disappeared off the face of earth, " he chuckled, his voice lined with guilt; he couldn't even look her in the eyes, " i've had a lot going on… still do, actually. but it's nice to catch up. do you… still have aster in your care? " he didn't forget, the pet cat he'd once entrusted her.

ask the novelist / always accepting.

--- There was no hiding the depths of his guilt from her, the feelings he was harbouring towards himself ever blatant in the tone of his voice and the avoidance of her gaze. Emily was NEVER one to hold a grudge, though, and she only continued to smile REASSURINGLY at her companion -- hoping to convey that she held no ill will towards him with regard to his absence, she was simply grateful and utterly THRILLED to have him back. That was the important factor, that and knowing he was alright -- she sincerely hoped he was, anyway.

" ...You needn't apologise, though I do appreciate it. I was worried about you. " The hand which had been at rest by her teacup glided over to settle atop his in a GENTLE embrace, fingers curling into his palm ever so slightly. The witch wished nothing more than to exude warmth & care, wanting him to feel all of those positive feelings in the wake of his low mood. " Aster is perfectly fine. " There was a slight widening of her smile at the mention of the feline. " A little menace, especially when it comes to bothering Heathcliff, but a joy to have around....We've missed you, though. A lot. " Emily allowed a brief silence to befall them before taking a deep breath, squeezing his hand as she did so. " Please know that I'm here for you, Ignis - I always will be. "

/ @hellguarded

[inseparableduo]

@hellguarded liked for a starter!

Andrew was holding dowsing rods while Darla was holding an EMF recorder. They were standing outside an abounded building, ready to stave off boredom while ghost hunting. Or really trespassing with this as an excuse.

"Why do I get these stupid metal sticks again? This is dumb." Andrew huffed.

"Because you lost at rock, paper, scissors... Ready?"

Right when Andrew was about to nod his head, the dowsing rods crossed on their own. Not only that, but both of them felt a dull pain as a minor headache started to form.

[sansloii]

ok so for koko idk i could see so many possibilities? def starting out with 💚 rivals progressing into more amicable 💛 platonic and then mAYBE ALSO either/or 💞 friends with benefits or 💕 unrequited love (likely from koko's side) iDK IF THEY'D EVER GET TO ❤️ ROMANTIC BUT IF SO I FEEL LIKE IT'D BE LOWKEY FUCKED UP BUT I'M HERE FOR THE POTENTIAL SORRY I HAVE THOUGHTS ABT THEM !!

rivals to friends to some complicated "will they? won't they?" situation is a rollercoaster on its own but with the added context that one is v much a cop the other is v much a criminal, it turns into the the coney island thunderbolt or some shit like that. 90 degrees up. 45 degrees down into a million loops.

from what we've talked about, it's likely how their relationship is going to go and i do like the idea of them going back and forth between friends and rivals and building up that rapport that could potentionally springboard them into friends with benefits ( which could be very.... very interesting c: possibly messy but we love mess ) or unrequited love ( because i know for a fact that koko might just elect to not act on any feelings she may or may not develop on a whim 'cause she's been burned and used so she's not putting herself in a vulnerable position without having someone do it first ).

if it evolves into something romantic, i 100% agree that it'd be lowkey fucked up. like on paper, it's just like "oh rivals > friends > some awkward "will they?" > romance"... but then i think about it and it's like... oooooo we can add all of ig and koko's hangups and problems into that awkward phase. or make a new phase called "don't look too closely" we can add what we discussed about... the weird devotion aspect the two of them could potentially develop towards each other too.

all in all, i think their dynamic would certainly be one with a lot of twists and turns. i think both of them would do an exceptional job of keeping each other on their toes--especially when it comes to who they are as people and their morals. and i have lots of thoughts about the two of them challenging each other on those aspects of themselves.

@hellguarded | what kinda relationships we talkin' here?

[proxis-shattered-expectations]

Darksiderstober 2024 Day 7+9: Quote and Angel

Had alot of stuff to do, but was able to crank out a digital piece combining two days! A quote from one of my fav angels, Uriel of the hellguard and her last words to Abbadon, someone she once respected and possibly loved...now calling him out for his betrayal. Mayhaps a sticker in the future, in the meantime just showing I'm not dead, just surviving a hurricane, all good😅. Still have some announcements so stay tuned!

Art is mine

Prompts by @imagine-darksiders

Prompts are here

[lured-into-wonderland]

@hellguarded said: “I’m not one to share what is mine.”

Possessive prompts // accepting

Why these words? So much out of context? Out of place? In the wrong time? So unsettling. And yet it felt they were oddly fitting. But Nunnally could not quite grasp why she could rely to them. But not only that was surprising. They seemed to have a slight lace of warning? Or a threat? But to whom? Or was she imagining?

Nunnally did not understand. She tried but she did not. Ignis and her were together in the theater at the premiere night. The play turned less interesting than expected, or perhaps exactly as expected. But it gathered all the "important" people, and her father got free invitations. She ended up going with Ignis. Recently they had been going out together more often, but it still was not that they were together. Or so she thought. But Nunnally had a funny feeling when she was with him. Like something was going to happen.

She moved her blue, now slightly surprised, eyes away from her glass of wine to look at Ignis’ profile. Was he speaking to her? Or to someone else? He was tall, with the confidence beaming from him and they were definitely getting attention. The attention she was used to and had learnt not to notice. The attention that was not directed to her as a person but to whose daughter she was. She was wondering what was the reason for him gaining the attention…Or was it how they looked together?

“Such strong words for such a pleasant night.” – she commented uncertain if he awaited her to response. But Nunnally did not know what her reply should be.

( “I’m not one to share what is mine.” ). These words…as if they were meant to claim…her? This thought was unsettling, disturbing. But it was also not completely unwelcomed. Something inside made her think she would not mind be claimed by a man like Ignis. But the other part did not want to belong to anyone. She was a plaything for too long. She just wanted to be free.

And then Nunnally thought she understood. Like all the puzzles started to fit neatly together. Like suddenly she clearly saw where everything was heading and what were the plans for her. For them? But Ignis? Would he comply…No! Would he want it? Was he the one who wanted it?

She shook her head a bit more abruptly that she should have; her fair hair moved around her shoulders. She wanted to brush off these thoughts. Nunnally would not ask Ignis about her assumption; perhaps she should confront her father later. But better not.

She took his elbow; perhaps she should ask for permission? She leaned closer to him. Her voice almost a whisper when she spoke.

“Would you mind if we leave a bit earlier? The night is so beautiful… Would you like to take a stroll together? It seems more appealing than staying in this crowd. The stars are so beautiful tonight…”

[kitmon]

would love to see jonathan and eddie re-(because they TOTALLY knew each other the whole time) meeting 👀

or maybe even heather and eddie coming face to face (doesn’t have to be shippy—i just need to see them being haters in the same frame for sanity purposes)

Oh girl FINALLY an excuse to draw Heather! I love her so much it’s actually not even funny 😭

This is obviously not canon Heather, I love her too, but I dunno, I wanted to give some rep for the Afro-Latinas!

So I took elements of canon Heather and your OC Lisa from your moodboard and I kinda just mashed them together, I hope that’s alright!

[bclasaeg]

hellguarded​:

he lifts them, holding them up under their armpits for a little while; hanging limp like a kitten, before setting them down besides the chair. “ at least you’ve started wearing shoes. good progress, bai. ”

//  oh yeah? watch as they kick them off immediately. bai will look up at him and smugly declare war.

   “ sorry, i suddenly don’t feel like it anymore. ”

//  and bai will stand on his lap. muddy shoes and all.

[queenimmadolla]

lisa frankenstein but with lonely Eddie and zombie Heather.