#~ bygone ruler ~ (Dirk)
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Art doodles with @rcsetorn / @royaldeceit ~
#rcsetorn#royaldeceit#~ collections ~ (art)#~ bygone ruler ~ (dirk)#~ poisonmaster ~ (magnus)#~ a rose by every other name ~ (beatrix)#and others~
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In light of spooky season approaching, I wanted to list the monster verse shenanigans I have for my various muses~
Tay co-owns a magic shop that appears in a variety of places. Though he is human, he has seemingly appeared at various times throughout the centuries.
Dirk is an ancient vampire who is content to let others believe he's just one of many - an average bloodsucker at best. He is, however, far more powerful than that.
Dan has been a hunter for a long time. At some point, he accidentally became a werewolf, but well. That hasn't really changed much for him. He'll fight humans or monsters, provided it offers an interesting challenge.
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I'm also happy to come up with other verses for other situations 83c whatever sounds fun~
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He looked at her over the rim of the cup, lips still curled up at the corners.
"Can I have both?"
.......ass.
Why was he like this? Cute and annoying...
"Do you want a taste or a drink?" she grumbled, pushing the tea back towards him. She wasn't going to ask him for more attention, but...
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C3 Dirk for art meme
Expression meme
it's fine!
#rcsetorn#~ collections ~ (art)#~ bygone ruler ~ (dirk)#I don't think he'd ever make this sort of expression unless it was one of the situations like#“oops I just killed grim!”
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!! (*chinhands at Dirk's perspective of a certain tulip*)
Send ‘!!’ and I’ll write a para description of your muse from mine’s perspective - still accepting! / @rcsetorn
Their looks: "I know not a blossom more beautiful."
Their personality: "She's certainly proud - rightfully so. Compassionate. She'd probably have more fun if her sense of duty didn't make her such a stick in the mud."
Who they are to my muse: "My tulip~"
Etc: "That duty of yours will get you killed"
#rcsetorn#~ bygone ruler ~ (dirk)#~ a rose by every other name ~ (beatrix)#I'm sure this is exactly what she was hoping for
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Drawpile doodles done with @rcsetorn / @royaldeceit
Started out with some RE shenanigans and then moved into some princess bride and ladyhawke screenshot inspired things~ 83
#rcsetorn#royaldeceit#~ bygone ruler ~ (dirk)#~ poisonmaster ~ (magnus)#~ collections ~ (art)#ton and cow cameo as well XD
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He was, in fact, holding his hands out. The man rubbed them together before facing his palms to her.
"For a not very appreciated place," he hummed in response.
They were certainly the only two present now. It left the gallery quiet, a display for all to see with few yet to gaze upon it.
So many such things lurked around the world.
He tilted his head to regard the painting before them - a moment of silence following before he offered his own insight into the piece.
"Personally, I think they just realized something was burning in the oven and never got back to the art," he mused.
@venomousovereignty Art museum meme-inspired starter be upon ye! 🖼️
So... this was Esto Gaza. Having been told this settlement was considered holy ground, a place in which many a divine spectacle (in theory) of the “Shimmering Island” could be witnessed via terrace-view, the seeds of inquisition quickly took root. It was a lovely, albeit cold place…
Though the main attraction bore its own sort of pious beauty, there was much to be admired about other venues and loci as well. Among them, more notably, was an art museum. As the trio presumably kept to musing about the wiles and wares of a neighboring shop, classically, Sal would once again fall victim to her curiosity, going solo for a spell. It would lead her to this discernibly decorative depository, where wayfaring-sorts such as she could both wander and wonder. At least, until the others found her. Had she even told them where she was going? Did she ever tell them where she was going?
Treading the gallery with mindful steps, the starry-eyed stray perused its collection...
Soon, before her stood a grand, poetic display of artistry - like any other present here, and yet, so many of its tales and interpretations were entirely its own. This one in particular brought her to a stop, however. One that lasted longer than a minute or two.
Upon a placard below rested a title: “Unrealized.”
Glimpsing its name, it received careful consideration as she studied the concept portrayed - its shapes, colors and even the perceivable strokes - its creative DNA.
Within the gold-imbued frame was a traditional painting of a figure - or at least a part of one - cast against an abstract backdrop of various hues. It was not obscured by a scenic element within the paint, but rather, a lack thereof. In fact, the whole piece was. It looked to be unfinished. It was presumably by design.
To her, it was not the first of its kind. These works of art always managed to draw her in all the same, however. To some, surely, it elicited a feeling of subjective loss. And she was no exception to this.
It had been a while…
For a moment in time, she was pulled under. Again. Into a very particular pool of memories, often buried deep within what felt to be a dark, forsaken corner of her psyche…
Perhaps it was fitting to find herself somewhere like this with such thoughts. This was a sanctified space... she could attempt to pray to a higher power of unknown existence for a means of "real" closure. A reprieve that she was, on occasion, foolish enough to ask for.
“A fellow appreciator of the arts, I see.” There was then a welcome distraction.
Well, well… if it wasn’t this one in yet another time and place. Ever since this peculiar giant of a man had discovered that she more or less moonlighted as a natural radiator, it seemed he would put this “profession” to good use. She did not directly pay him mind, however, whatever she could catch within her peripherals begged her to question…
Was he… actually holding his hands up to her, today? As if she was an open flame to warm one’s hands over?
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*gets dizzy and falls against him*
@rcsetorn
"You really don't know when to take a break, do you?" he mused, brows raising.
Luckily, he could help with that.
The behemoth suddenly stooped, one hand at her knees and the other at her back before he straightened again, bringing her with him.
He was fully intending to carry her the rest of the way.
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Mermaid drawings done with @rcsetorn / @royaldeceit ~
#rcsetorn#royaldeceit#~ collections ~ (art)#~ bygone ruler ~ (dirk)#~ poisonmaster ~ (magnus)#also Dan and Tor from two of my other blogs~#had a lot of fun coming up with the designs 83
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Mmm, hot chocolate~
#dash commentary#~ bygone ruler ~ (dirk)#he would totally thief some hot chocolate#and all the whipped cream
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I was given posca markers, and Dirk is very pleased
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@rcsetorn continued vial poking
His grin widened as she spoke, one of the vials held between pointer finger and thumb.
It looked tiny in his grasp. Tiny and so very fragile, the shimmering glass far too delicate a barrier to possibly protect the precious formula within.
And yet, intact it remained.
He slipped the vial back into its slot, clawed fingers ghosting over the labels of its neighbors.
“I’m not that much a rabid animal,” he smirked - sharp teeth glinting in the unnatural light of the lab.
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cups his face and gives new years kiss
@rcsetorn
returns the kiss, a small smile quirking at his lips
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What horror trope are you?
The Lover
love has brought you to this place, and it will not let you leave. fear clutches you, constricts you, and it will have you killed– and yet, it is still no match for the bounty of your heart. you will try as hard as you can to protect the object of your affections. evil is nothing in the face of your warmth. even if you are successful in protecting your lover, that does not guarantee your own survival. your heart has doomed you, but what greater death is there than dying for love?
The Final Girl
you're very tired, aren't you? thrashing and fighting and trying to survive– it has taken its toll, but that has not stopped you. you'll continue to gnaw and scream and bare teeth until you can free yourself from this mess, even if it means being the last one left. there is rest at the end of this hard battle, i promise you. there is a time when the fight will be over– but fighting is all you know, isn't it?
Tagged by: @her-enlightened-ladyship and @rcsetorn <3 <3
Tagging: whoever would like to do it 83c
#~ bygone ruler ~ (dirk)#~ poisonmaster ~ (magnus)#~ curiosities ~ (meme)#I didn't expect Dirk to get that but#it does work#also Maggy 8')
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The other day I felt inspired to color this picture @rcsetorn and I did together on drawpile~
The pose comes from a base made by dyeng0258 (unfortunately I can't seem to find a link to the original, or the artist's page)
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@her-enlightened-ladyship said: Or turn him into something with lots of fur. Like a mu. :D
Now he’s extra cozy
#herenlightenedladyship#~ collections ~ (art)#~ bygone ruler ~ (Dirk)#would that make him like bunnicula#munnicula#mucula?
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