@ASTERBATICS //So.... I may have started getting into it... because of the new warframe Follie... and I'm looking for gaming buddies if you're up for it. If not I'll just bug you with my fashions.
She tilted her head, considering him, then smirked.
โDepends,โ she said softly. โAre you offering dinnerโฆ or volunteering?โ
She took a slow drag, eyes half-lidded.
โEither way, I donโt mind getting my hands messy.โ
/Anyone got any ideas for what Dea should wear (nothing super sexual just goth cute)? I want to better have a focused face and style for Dea but I can't decide what to draw her in rn. I'm kinda depressed if that's even the right word... I just feel burnt out and tired so...
/Anyone want a commission for like 15 bucks... it will be rendered and everything. I just need something to draw so I don't think about my father's bs.
curling between them as she leaned in just enough to inspect his knuckles. One finger lightly taps the back of his hand where the blades had been.
โCareful,โ she added softly, almost teasing, almost not.
โYou start flashing those and I might think youโre inviting me to dinner.โ
Her eyes dropped to his hands the moment the claws slipped out, not startled, not afraid. Justโฆ attentive.
A slow smile crept across her face as she watched them retract again.
โShowing off now?โ she murmured, voice low with amusement. She stepped a little closer, smoke +
Her lips tugged into a half-hearted pout.
โโฆCanโt lie though,โ she added, glancing off to the side, voice lighter than the words.
โI do miss the taste of flesh sometimes. The screams, the gush of blood and unhealthy sexual arousal. Ah, good times.โ
A low chuckle rolled out of her chest, warm and gravel-soft.
โGod, youโre such a kill-holic,โ she muttered, shaking her head as she reclaimed the blunt from his fingers.
She took a slow drag, letting the smoke linger before exhaling through her nose.
She exhaled a slow ribbon of smoke, then tilted the blunt toward him in offering.
โHere. Donโt say I never share.โ
Her eyes traced over him, amused, familiar.
โSoโฆ howโve you been?โ she asked, softer now, before tapping a knuckle lightly against his chest.
โMy, myโฆ still terrifying as ever. Howโs it hanging?โ
She flicked open a slim cigarette holder, plucked a blunt from the pack, and lit it with a small flame blooming from her fingertips. Sheโd never admit it, but sheโd missed her ghoulish friend.
A chilling presence could be felt. At least chilling for someone who was unfamiliar with him. The lights in the room turn off for a few seconds, before turning back on. Revealing his hallowed crimson silhouette.
โOld friend.โ
The sarcasm in his voice could be felt.
/So if I come back I want to transfer over to all my own art. I originally used ai because fc didn't match Dea anymore. If you have any ideas of how I should draw Dea, settings, outfits let me know. I'm also taking commissions. DM for pricing!