Madness Sorrow

Will you love me till it hurts?                                            Never leave me at my worst?           Break this cycle, Break this curse

                                                               Love me till it hurts

sketch x

Today is 05.01 so VI day, let the spam begin C:

~*master*~

Goretober

hey i don’t draw much anymore here have a boyfriend

ps. fuck artblock

When his eyes narrow her mirth vanishes from her face, and Leigha breaks eye contact with the stranger. Handsome he may be, but she wasn’t trying to piss someone off. Especially not someone his size.

He seems confused. He doesn’t know about this eye contact ‘game’. Snorting through his nose in response, he turns back to complete his order. If she was still there when he finished it, he might have something to say. Otherwise, he has enough manners not to leave the counter while ordering.

His eyes narrow, oh yes he recognizes this one. Not this one in particular... no, they were dead. But quick and merciful wasn’t his intention. Far from it, it was a necessity back then. Dio wouldn’t need this blood, not with his body. However, it would make a fine gift.

Ever since putting Dio’s new body together... he had quite the interest in getting ‘hands on’ with anatomy, learning how things ticked. How he could keep someone alive while he worked at them. A guilty pleasure, perhaps... fascinated with limits and ways to surpass them as his old master was. This mortal body may have regeneration again, but it pales to his vampire self he long since left behind. 

The only problem being, he had to catch him. Had to corner him, for certain if he used Cream he would cause too much damage to have the boy last his ‘treatment’. Perhaps he could take off a leg... an arm... Below the knee or elbow would be less risky. Cream left a clean edge, the only blood would be from struggle, flesh cauterized from the void’s edge. 

A brazen step closer, but not too close. He knows how much power is behind a punch from Star Platinum. 

Getting Cream to hide between the tiles and scoot along unnoticed is the only thing he seems to be stalling for. Getting it situated just right was key...

dochikushoga

She definitely hadn’t expected to run into such a large man. Literally. She had to look up, just see his face after she stood from the run in. Hopefully the man wasn’t too mad at the bright headed lady.

“I apologize! I wasn’t paying much attention..” Hot Pants just wanted to go to her car.. Maybe she wont be injured by.. this stranger.

It seems today was full of surprises. First, getting eyed up outside of the café, now literally getting bumped into. He seems tired, probably going out to run all his errands without help was a bad idea. It may have been almost a year since his surgery... but he should probably still be taking it somewhat easy instead of doing long haul trips. The downside of practically living out in the middle of no where. 

Brows furrowed, he waves a hand in response dismissively, clearly he doesn’t want to make a scene in public. 

//eyyy its these goofs//

//art by dmr c: -this was commissioned to specifically be this vanilla and his dio [bad and red] please respect that \o/ //

She can’t help the coy smile that pulls up the corners of her mouth, she wasn’t exactly being subtle about staring so she didn’t care so much that she’d been caught. Her eyebrows lift in response to his unspoken question, almost like a nonchalant shrug.

Leaning back in her patio seat, one leg crosses over the other and her hands reach up fingers lacing behind her head. The whole while she keeps her eyes trained on his.

He narrows his eyes in response, not sure how to react. After all, he only went out to get groceries, if he took too long, that could be a problem. Not for him, but for his home. He’s more than sure his pet would end up destroying at least some of the furniture out of pure boredom. 

....On the other hand, bringing food home with him could placate the ‘beast’.

“Mmm hello-" 

 Leigha keeps her words under her breath as she watches the stranger pass by. She brings the straw of her drink up to her lips to mask her little grin as she eyes him over. A nice handsome fellow can really perk one’s day up.

He can feel eyes on him, it wasn’t necessarily new, but... she certainly looked more interesting than the usual crowd. It wasn’t often he saw someone with the same colour hair as him, either. 

This time, he locks eyes, an eyebrow raised, as if to question her, although he doesn’t day anything.

I like stealing neavi’s unfinished sketches and messing with them C: