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God's Mercy"Oh, what a pleasant surprise. And to what do I owe this pleasure?"God's Mercy by LittleCharmers
The vast and damp dungeon had always been an uncomfortable place to visit. Its dreariness became a burden to those who were accustomed to the clarity of day, and the humidity was overwhelmingly uncomfortable to stand in. The scatter of insects could be heard sometimes, with the occasional pitter patter of some unknown creature. No living thing lasted long, not if it was so bold as to irritate the Nosferatu who sat in his secluded throne.
The elderly maid chuckled, closing her eyes for a moment before facing the intimidating being. "It's always so flattering how you play the fool for me, as if you weren't expecting my visit. I'm only here in regards of the recent attack on Hellsing."
"Very well, go on."
"Moments before he died, one of the brothers muttered a rather peculiar word: Millennium. Walter is currently investigating the message for any relevant information, but I was wondering if you knew any significance to it
September 1960"I barely remember what happened. I was thrown against something, maybe I fell. I can't remember. What I do remember is Ralph walking towards me, his eyes bright red, his teeth replaced with fangs, his once supple face rotten and decomposing. The man I loved so much, who once stood so tall…there he was, nothing left except tattered clothes and gaping sockets of flesh. A monster. A monster that had the intention to rip me apart and consume me. A monster who threw me against the ground and crushed my swollen belly. The same monster, who minutes before then, had been the man to give me his name and put a child in me. I was ready to die at that point. I wasn't at all like you. I gave up."September 1960 by LittleCharmers
Anne poured a small bit of blood into Seras' cup. The young vampire was reluctant, but Anne continued to push the cup towards her. "For your strength, darling," Anne insisted. Seras looked away, not ready yet to accept her nature as such an unholy creature.
"What happened then?" Seras asked, still e
REQUEST: There Is Always A Choice (Train x Saya)This had to have been the third of fourth time this girl had joined Train on the rooftop. Ever since that first day, the cat he fed hadn’t shown up; it was as though Saya’s presence had forced Black Cat out of his mysterious world, into the light of the day, despite the starlight they spoke under. He couldn’t decide if he liked it or not, but ever still, her words floated through his head…REQUEST: There Is Always A Choice (Train x Saya) by ArtsyAlec
A pistol’s job is what it’s handler chooses. If I don’t wanna shot, I won’t.
It seemed flawless simple, but it brought a lot of confusion to the assassin’s mind. He’d spent years as one of Chronos’ best, killing and taking orders without a second thought. He’d never chosen whether or not to shoot before; it had been instinct, and even more so, it had been expected.
He shook his head, trying futilely to banish these thoughts as he turned his eyes to Saya, just barely catching what she’d been saying, “You k
I'm just your average, every day disillusioned pessimist with an inferiority complex and a strange love for a children's show about a children's card game with glowing furniture that looks like gold but is made of people (how morbid) that is somehow supposed to save/destroy the world depending on the respective character. (Not to mention the show assumes the existence of ancient Egyptian dieties as real). I love Yu-Gi-Oh...don't judge me. e. e|
For realsies though, I'm a pre-med student! Drawing and writing are just hobbies that I never could do quite well. Lol. I suck at writing reports even less writing stories. There are times where I'll be inactive here, but since no-one cares I figured it's nbd. I'm taking the MCAT this summer so expect me to be absent for that bulk of the time, and if I score decent, I'll be moving on to hopefully some med school. I'll even go to Galveston if I have to, or, dare I say it, Canada.
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|Any donations will be appreciated. Including my last account, I've been a deviant for close to 3 years, and I have never commissioned anyone, or traded art with any one, or collaborated with anyone, so I guess I'll try those 3.|
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