#siegfried soul calibur

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Lil holiday doodle :)

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Father and Son.

inspired by The Lunatic of Etretat by Hugues Merle

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Soulcalibur Dreamcast 1999

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Soul Calibur VI as text posts, part 3/?

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Soul Calibur - Broken Destiny (PSP) Join our community on //Discord// Support me on //Ko-Fi//

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something something transcending swords history battle

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Siegfried Schtauffen through the ages

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Nightmare concept art

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HELLO?

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WOO! modern au? Definitely an excuse to draw these two more <3

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Aren't you cold, papa?

(I drew this for the monthly prompt, Siegfried has hypothermia here in case that wasn't clear lol)

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affliction set (gonna add more characters probably) hunter siegfried / parasite king nightmare

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yknow what lemme shake things up a little for the birthday boi (if you’re willing): siegfried x raphael + kiss prompt 47

Fandom: Soul Calibur series Ship: Siegfried/Raphael Kiss Prompt: "...out of spite."

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"Madness," growled the wandering knight, "absolute madness that you think I would let anyone else suffer the curse of this sword."

Siegfried, fighting against a new opponent on the road through a nameless forest, a Frenchman who so far as Siegfried could tell was utterly insane, had absorbed a few wounds from this man's dangerously fast and wickedly sharp rapier. At some point, Siegfried was sure he had heard the man speak his name, Raphael, but it was not the most important matter at the time, not when there was a skilled warrior who would easily fall to Soul Edge's influence trying to attack him. To his credit, Siegfried had also landed some choice blows with hands and feet, and also made a devastating swat in Raphael's side with the giant slab of metal he called a sword.

That didn't change that, despite what damage this Raphael had taken, Siegfried was still losing the fight. Clinging too hard to the ideal of showing mercy could very well cost him his life, but the stubbornness he inherited from his father was perhaps the only thing that would never leave him. A sidestep, a duck, a roll, and at one point repelling Raphael by glancing a thrust off of his blade, Siegfried paused to look at Raphael, the both of them taking a moment to catch their breaths, Siegfried on the defensive, Raphael looking for a moment to strike. With a manic smile coming to his face, Raphael dashed forward, his opportunity apparently seen. When Siegfried moved to sidestep it, it was too late for him to see the clever feint Raphael had pulled, leaving Siegfried wide open.

A thrust.

A scream.

Blinding pain shot through Siegfried's right arm as Raphael's sword sunk into his bicep and poked out of his tricep. He was pretty sure it had pierced the bone. "Foolish of you to think such a hopeless and dispirited warrior as yourself could ever rightfully be the guardian of a weapon so powerful as Soul Edge!" Raphael barked out. "I could never be so weak."

He yanked his sword out of Siegfried's arm, the pain of that jerking motion eliciting another scream, and wiped the blood off on Siegfried's white and gold stole when Siegfried fell to one knee. Feeling despair that his mistake was ultimately going to cost countless lives once Raphael took Soul Edge from him because he was too weak, Siegfried could only curse himself. Deeper inside, however, there was a burn that he could feel, the cinders of anger. Not the righteous fury one would expect of him these days, but indignation and a demand for satisfaction, old friends of his time from before he was possessed by Soul Edge. This conceited lunatic, this pompous, arrogant, reckless, barmy IGNORAMUS, would DARE-

Sure, one may have considered his motivations childish, but at that moment, why Siegfried was angry did not matter so much as that he remained angry, fiery willpower preserving him and his mission. Over his wounded arm, there suddenly danced blue and purple fire, and his flesh closed, all of the blood on him turning into dust and blowing away on the wind cast by his suddenly overwhelming aura. Raphael looked at him curiously and warily, but he was prepared for another attack being made at a more human speed, not the lightning-fast spring upward that Siegfried made, nor Siegfried's steel-covered fingers digging into his neck.

Siegfried's eyes burned like violet embers, but that was still not nearly so fierce of a blaze as his animus towards this cocksure bastard in his grip.

"Grrrgh... grrRRAAAAAAAGH!!!"

The flames on Siegfried's arm erupted as he roared, the force of them blasting Raphael out of his grasp and smashing him into a nearby tree. The impact left Raphael breathless, his sword cast aside on impact. Though the fire was gone, Siegfried's anger still smoldered in his gaze and his voice. He marched towards Raphael, who was still stunned by this display of power, not to mention being flung several feet through the air and smacking against a solid tree trunk and held him off the ground in one hand.

"Consider yourself fortunate that my old hunger has left me," Siegfried growled, "and my bloodthirst has been replaced with mercy. But you... you are too deranged to listen to reason. You will never give up, so long as you draw breath. And so, if I will have to suffer your existence, I will make sure you suffer mine as well, so deeply that I will not even have to be with you in body to burn in the back of your mind. I will haunt you, even more sorely than your greatest defeat, and it will all be your fault, as you will be the one to never forget me, no matter how you try."

Raphael opened his mouth to try and choke out a few bitter words in retaliation, but his eyes widened when Siegfried's lips met his, and his entire body went stiff as though Siegfried's kiss was the most potent, caustic, paralytic venom the world had ever seen. Siegfried held the kiss for only a few seconds, but that was enough to have made the impression he wanted; Raphael was speechless, and Siegfried was more than happy for that much. "Now you know how I fight, how I feel, how I sound, how I taste, and yet... you do not even know me, and never will get the chance again."

Putting Raphael down, Siegfried then roughly shoved him onto his back. "I hope I plague your dreams, and that you lose yourself knowing that you will never have me. Go home, do not follow me, and maybe find something to obsess over better suited towards your greedy pursuits than a sword that will bring ruin to everything you could ever want."

Siegfried knew that it was cruel of him to behave like this, but dammitall, he knew right off the bat that this man was going to be a thorn in his side, and since Siegfried wasn't the sort to dig the thorns out and cast them aside, he would just make that thorn regret sinking into him in the first place. As he walked away, Siegfried looked over his shoulder. "Then again, leaving either of us in peace would be too much to ask for from you, wouldn't it?" he sneered. He made a satisfied hum when he heard Raphael stand, grab his rapier, and walk in the opposite direction; sure, Siegfried would feel the guilt for succumbing to such pettiness later, but that could wait. The opportunity to indulge himself like this was too scarce for him to not savor it.

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