Another redraw!! I like this one alot
Another redraw!! I like this one alot
Standin' in a nice dress / Starin' at the sunset, babe / Red lips and rosy cheeks / Say you'll see me again / Even if it's just in your / Wildest dreams ↳Wildest Dreams by Taylor Swift
I had only been in Fortuna for about half a year when I first encountered him. He was one of the first people I had met around my own age there outside of my husband, and it was a welcomed change. I tried to speak with him before, but he typically stayed cold to my attempts at starting a conversation. At least, he was, until that fateful day…
The man in the blue coat stared at the new painting on the wall of the café I worked at.
“Are you interested in the painting, sir?” I asked as I stood by the now regular at the small coffee shop I worked at.
“Is it supposed to be of Sparda?” He asked as he stared at my art, studying the small details of the work.
“Yes, they commissioned it to be made in hopes of promoting more within the Order to come here in the mornings before Chapel is held.” I explained as I watched him studying the work closely.
“It’s not very accurate.” The man said as crossed his arms.
“I beg your pardon?” I replied with slight frustration growing within me. Who is he to say what Sparda looked like? He couldn’t possibly know him, either.
“He never wore his hair up to begin with. He preferred to let his hair drape over his shoulders. He also preferred to wear royal purple. His eyes were also a deeper blue color than this.” The man continued to scrutinize my painting.
“And how exactly would you know any of that? Hasn’t Sparda been dead for years now anyways?” I spat at him as I crossed my own arms.
“That is none of your concern. Why are you so defensive of the piece anyway? It’s not as if you made it.” He replied as he finally looked at me, a look of contempt coming across his face.
“Actually I did. If you think yourself so well versed in the man in question, then why don’t I repaint the work, and you tell me how he should look then?” I spat back at him, only after realizing what I had said.
“Fine. I will wait for you until your shift ends, and we will work.” He replied as he left me standing there by the painting. He took his regular seat towards the back of the café, away from the few regular patrons.
Gods, why did I say that? I can’t possibly take him to my studio at home… my husband will kill me… he was already angry that I had taken a job here at the café… Am I trying to send myself to the grave?
I sighed as I returned to behind the counter, my red work dress catching on one of the cabinets.
Gods I hate Fortunian clothing… It gets caught on everything… It’s strange enough this entire place worships a long dead demon, and even stranger that everyone is so obsessed with him. How good could this Sparda guy have really been to gain a cult following?
“Katherine dear, could you please get the next brew started?” The sweet voice of the elderly boss, Mrs. Carington, chimed as she walked out from her back office.
“Yes, Mrs. Carington, I will start the next brew in a moment.” I replied as I unhooked my dress from the cabinet doorknob. I then set off to continue my work day as normal, or at least, as normal as it could have been now that I had gotten myself into a predicament with our latest regular.
“If I push on you, will you tip over? Because it looks like you will.” A hand was (menacingly?) raised with one finger pointed out, as if ready to jab him to test it.
rip my art style
If Kang started the multiversal war by hating his variant… what if Loki ends it by loving his?
I forgot today was community day, but I caught two Oshawotts and named them the only thing I could think of
Mobius: When you Excel they spreadsheet about you
Loki: You made a power point
Sylvie: That's quite the outlook
Hunter B15: all of you please stop using word.
In my self-indulgent headcanon, on quiet days between missions at the Sanctum they'll travel around the city (going to art museums and walking through the parks), because Sylvie really likes being around people who aren't doomed to die within hours.
Here’s the completed Cupcakes! I meant to post this earlier but got distracted
So I really wanted some fall themed Sylvie icons so I tried my hand at making some.
I think they turned out well I hope you like them. I’m going to try doing this so if you have any requests let me know. I am new and not very good but I’ll try my best, and I can only improve.
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