"And so long as you can give up, you can fail."


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playbunny:

I bleed it out…
I’ve opened up these scars… 
I’ll make you face this…!

I’ve pulled myself so far…
I’ll make you face this now…!!

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This started out as just some facial expression practice and it quickly turned into an all out photoset. I’m beyond happy with it though, I have a thing for blood so that’s always fun to color. Enjoy, you guys ! 

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friends-by-the-throat:

"Yes ma’am…" The girl sat down, crossing her legs. She knew her mom was tough but in the past she was a lot tougher. It was… scary.

"Now that that’s out of the way… if you really are our daughter from the future, why have you come back?"

"Oh, that! I came back to tell you to rely more on your close allies and not to try to face ITEX itself. Especially since the Imperator has invested in the company and is using it to essentially create powerful ars using mutants. Kind of dangerous given the fact that ITEX knows how to make actual high-quality mutants. Facing them alone…. well, put it simply, you’ll die. I know this will alter my timeline, but that’s a cost I have to take. Ya gave me the whole lecture yourself, that time travel is NOT a toy to play with willy-nilly. … I thought I’d have faded by now, so I guess nothing changes… or something does that I don’t know yet."

Angel crossed her arms, satisfied. She grew interested as the girl, Ruby, talked about why she was here. She was actually surprised. “Well… We had never thought to face ITEX by ourselves. Actually, I haven’t thought to face ITEX at all. I’ve kind of given up on them, to be honest.” she said, shrugging. “I’ve been occupied with other things, and so has Harry.” Angel definitely believed her now.

She looked over to Harry, raising an eyebrow. Had he thought of going after ITEX? He must know how stupid that would be.

"Actually, I was planning to have a friend who owes me a favor infiltrate the place an find weak points, have those weak points exploited, then inform me so I can lead a small strike force in to get rid of them and free what ever living and mobile mutants possible, namely ones who would have a higher survival rate due to DNA grafts that didn’t disintegrateT the moment the graft started. If this is what might lead to something terrible, then I don’t care, i’ll just get more soldiers. The Netherworld has more than enough to spare, especially when it comes to orcs… Regardless-"

"NO YOU CAN’T DO THAT! They already have connections with the Imperator! She could easily kill you with an orbital strike, don’t you get that?! How do you think I got here?! I shifted through the rubble, found your grimoire, and came back to NOW to make sure YOU don’t get yourself killed, dad! You know how hard it was to handle the news?! Do ya?! You’ve never lost someone that you really cared for to something drastic and dealt with it. I have…"

"Now see here, young lady, I had to deal with my partner of almost 500 years leaving me. That was something I hardly thought I would get over but-"

"Yeah,. but SHE IS STILL ALIVE. You FUCKING GOT DISINTEGRATED INTO DUST!"

The two continued until Oatis started pecking at them both, describing in vivid detail on WHY THEY SHOULD SHUT THE HELL UP. Of course… no one around there spoke bird so it was a moot point on his part but it stopped them from nearly whipping out their weapons and killing each other right there.

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ninetailsmcgriddle:

BlazBlue is one of my favorite fighting games, so I had a lot of fun making this one.  I think Ragna and Jin have some great back and forth banter, and Hazama is easily one of the greatest trolls in fictional media.  With these in mind, I simply had to have a scene where the three of them interacted.  Ragna’s face at the end when dealing with Hazama was very fun to draw.

ninetailsmcgriddle:

BlazBlue is one of my favorite fighting games, so I had a lot of fun making this one. I think Ragna and Jin have some great back and forth banter, and Hazama is easily one of the greatest trolls in fictional media. With these in mind, I simply had to have a scene where the three of them interacted. Ragna’s face at the end when dealing with Hazama was very fun to draw.

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withpurewhitewings:

friends-by-the-throat:

withpurewhitewings:

friends-by-the-throat:

"Go ahead, I do not mind at all. Anyhow…" Harry turned back to the young woman, crossing his arms.

"How do we know you aren;t lying?"

"Well… I know that you and mom just met at a store one day and she was worried about your well being. You had been pretty down since your ex-girlfriend had been gone for two years, and you were really just in need of someone before you decided to finally end it and become a Prinny. Grandpa wouldn’t let that happen because he promised to keep you and your sister safe from death exactly one time per agreement and you would be wasting that one chance. Eventually you and mom started seeing each other, dated a few years, bought this house, then bought Olive and Oatis on a whim, argued, you went to an insane asylum, mom got you out, and you proposed at a motel in the rain when she was trying to make you feel young again because you’re over 500 years old, all that crap, and eventually you settled down, married and in about 4 or 5 years from now, i’ll be born!" As long winded as it was, 90% of it was right. The last part was that 10%. Very VERY questionable.

"… Angel, do you think she’s lying?"

Angel took a step closer to Harry and listened closely. She was right about… everything. Well, except for the last part. She didn’t want to read this girl’s mind, but she could tell if was lying or not. Olive squirmed in her arms and she let her go. 

"She’s not lying." Angel whispered. How was this true? She knew that Harry could jump back and forth in time, but she doubted that he had ever gone back to see himself, or his parents when they were young. There was no doubt about it, though. This girl was telling the truth, all of it. Even the part about the motel proposal. Angel’s held onto Harry’s arm. She did not like time travels too much, no offense to Harry. They had too much power.

"How are you sure? Personally, I think she is."

"Tsk, HELLO! If I was lying, i’d be BREAKING a promise! And you know how grandpa gets when someone breaks a promise! … Loud and annoying and yelling about sardines… PLUS I’d never lie to my parents."

"Wait, you specifically promised to never lie to us or never lie in general? .. I… would say thaqt would merit you for being my child, I do not trust you. "

The young woman facepalmed, stood up, and slapped Harry hard, leaving a red print on his face. “Sorry, but I SWEAR ON YOUR BLOOD to never lie a good 21 years from now, and yet I come abck and you don’t TRUST ME?! God dad, you are just as INSUFFERABLE as you said you were! Not to mention STUBBORN! God, its like you deliberately do this to piss people of. How you and mom managed to stay together for 25 years is BE-YOND ME!”

"Hey!" Angel snapped. She wasn’t afraid anymore, and wasn’t shy either. "You will not speak to him that way, and you will absolutely not slap him. Sorry that we’re still trying to process the whole part about you possibly being our daughter! Do not yell at him, and do not call him insufferable or stubborn. You are acting like a child." She took a step closer and pointed back to where the girl had been sitting. "You will sit down, be quiet, and act civilized. Even if you are our daughter, you aren’t yet. You are a guest in our home that I have half a mind to kick out at the moment. Do you understand me?"

"Yes ma’am…" The girl sat down, crossing her legs. She knew her mom was tough but in the past she was a lot tougher. It was… scary.

"Now that that’s out of the way… if you really are our daughter from the future, why have you come back?"

"Oh, that! I came back to tell you to rely more on your close allies and not to try to face ITEX itself. Especially since the Imperator has invested in the company and is using it to essentially create powerful ars using mutants. Kind of dangerous given the fact that ITEX knows how to make actual high-quality mutants. Facing them alone…. well, put it simply, you’ll die. I know this will alter my timeline, but that’s a cost I have to take. Ya gave me the whole lecture yourself, that time travel is NOT a toy to play with willy-nilly. … I thought I’d have faded by now, so I guess nothing changes… or something does that I don’t know yet."

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friends-by-the-throat:

"Go ahead, I do not mind at all. Anyhow…" Harry turned back to the young woman, crossing his arms.

"How do we know you aren;t lying?"

"Well… I know that you and mom just met at a store one day and she was worried about your well being. You had been pretty down since your ex-girlfriend had been gone for two years, and you were really just in need of someone before you decided to finally end it and become a Prinny. Grandpa wouldn’t let that happen because he promised to keep you and your sister safe from death exactly one time per agreement and you would be wasting that one chance. Eventually you and mom started seeing each other, dated a few years, bought this house, then bought Olive and Oatis on a whim, argued, you went to an insane asylum, mom got you out, and you proposed at a motel in the rain when she was trying to make you feel young again because you’re over 500 years old, all that crap, and eventually you settled down, married and in about 4 or 5 years from now, i’ll be born!" As long winded as it was, 90% of it was right. The last part was that 10%. Very VERY questionable.

"… Angel, do you think she’s lying?"

Angel took a step closer to Harry and listened closely. She was right about… everything. Well, except for the last part. She didn’t want to read this girl’s mind, but she could tell if was lying or not. Olive squirmed in her arms and she let her go. 

"She’s not lying." Angel whispered. How was this true? She knew that Harry could jump back and forth in time, but she doubted that he had ever gone back to see himself, or his parents when they were young. There was no doubt about it, though. This girl was telling the truth, all of it. Even the part about the motel proposal. Angel’s held onto Harry’s arm. She did not like time travels too much, no offense to Harry. They had too much power.

"How are you sure? Personally, I think she is."

"Tsk, HELLO! If I was lying, i’d be BREAKING a promise! And you know how grandpa gets when someone breaks a promise! … Loud and annoying and yelling about sardines… PLUS I’d never lie to my parents."

"Wait, you specifically promised to never lie to us or never lie in general? .. I… would say thaqt would merit you for being my child, I do not trust you. "

The young woman facepalmed, stood up, and slapped Harry hard, leaving a red print on his face. “Sorry, but I SWEAR ON YOUR BLOOD to never lie a good 21 years from now, and yet I come abck and you don’t TRUST ME?! God dad, you are just as INSUFFERABLE as you said you were! Not to mention STUBBORN! God, its like you deliberately do this to piss people of. How you and mom managed to stay together for 25 years is BE-YOND ME!”

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withpurewhitewings:

friends-by-the-throat:

Oatis didn’t like it either, since he knew his boss and his boss’s lady friend well. This kid didn’t look like this at all!

Harry turned to Angel, clearly started to grow even more frustrated with such a matter. They only had maritals that one time on their honeymoon, and that was it. Nothing since, mostly because they were going to try to understand each other again, not rush to have a child until they knew the both of them were sane enough for it.

"Yes, dear?"

She scratched Olive’s head gently, avoiding looking at the girl. “I was just wondering if I could step in?” she mumbled. She was in a shy state of mind, especially with the woman who looked just as old as Angel did! “Maybe just… listen?” 

Now that they were back to a normal routine and were starting to get to know each other once more, Angel was afraid of anything that might disturb that. Especially woman. Yes, Angel was jealous. She was jealous of the women that Harry’s eyes lingered on a moment too long while they were walking in town. She was jealous of the fancy models and actresses in every movie they saw. And, not believing that she was her daughter, Angel was jealous of the woman in front of them.

"Go ahead, I do not mind at all. Anyhow…" Harry turned back to the young woman, crossing his arms.

"How do we know you aren;t lying?"

"Well… I know that you and mom just met at a store one day and she was worried about your well being. You had been pretty down since your ex-girlfriend had been gone for two years, and you were really just in need of someone before you decided to finally end it and become a Prinny. Grandpa wouldn’t let that happen because he promised to keep you and your sister safe from death exactly one time per agreement and you would be wasting that one chance. Eventually you and mom started seeing each other, dated a few years, bought this house, then bought Olive and Oatis on a whim, argued, you went to an insane asylum, mom got you out, and you proposed at a motel in the rain when she was trying to make you feel young again because you’re over 500 years old, all that crap, and eventually you settled down, married and in about 4 or 5 years from now, i’ll be born!" As long winded as it was, 90% of it was right. The last part was that 10%. Very VERY questionable.

"… Angel, do you think she’s lying?"

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withpurewhitewings:

friends-by-the-throat:

When Harry told Angel about their sudden guest, he wasn’t joking. The young woman that had supposedly came from the future did resemble Angel in a way, namely in the way her face was smooth and youthful and the pure white wings she had. Otherwise, she took a lot more from her father, same stubborn personality, same in-humanly colored eyes (that was to say Harry’s eyes were too blue to be natural), same vampirism deal. In fact, it would be impossible to deny her existence as she could account for most everything her parents had done that she was told of.

This young woman, who called herself Ruby, dressed more for ground combat than aerial mobility, a long red hooded cape, black-red dress (or as she called it, a combat skirt), and combat boots likely in need of repair due to how they seemed to nearly fall apart. Add in the large red object on her belt, her father’s grimoire in a box, and the old leather coat that Harry usually wore in his youth wrapped around the grimoire, and it was clear she was not from the current timeline.

"But WHY do I have to explain myself to you? I’m your daughter, isn’t that enough?!”

"No. There is the possibility that you are actually a murderer from the future that brought my grimoire and coat back to gloat that I will one day fall. How do we really know you are in fact our daughter?"

Angel didn’t like this. She didn’t like it one bit. Right now she was sitting in the kitchen at one of the stools, Olive in her arms and Oatis on her shoulder. While Harry and the mysterious girl were talking, and arguing, Angel had been staring at the counter. She couldn’t handle this. It was bad enough that Harry could timetravel, but to have a daughter come back from the future to do who knows what… 

Angel had gone into a bit of shock.

Finally she stood and brushed her dress out a bit with her free arm. She walked slowly to the living room, where her husband and “daughter” were. She took a hesitant step in, staring at the both of them with wide eyes. She looked and felt tiny. Scared of what would happen if she spoke outright, Angel cleared her throat to get Harry’s attention.

Oatis didn’t like it either, since he knew his boss and his boss’s lady friend well. This kid didn’t look like this at all!

Harry turned to Angel, clearly started to grow even more frustrated with such a matter. They only had maritals that one time on their honeymoon, and that was it. Nothing since, mostly because they were going to try to understand each other again, not rush to have a child until they knew the both of them were sane enough for it.

"Yes, dear?"