TPBoD artness ♥
And because I have the attention-span of a pigeon-goldfish mix, I have completely forgotten if I've posted any of these here before. 8D
And since I'm much too lazy and above all, currently tea-deprived to go back and check, I'll just post them all and you can skip the ones you've seen. u.u
All these pictures are, of course, inspired by the KH-fanfic TPBoD - The Renegades.
The Renegades
Too caught up in their internal power-struggles, they never realized the number or might of their converging enemies until it was too late.
Down came the Castle and just barely they escaped with their lives.
As they recognized the full width of the disaster caused by their arrogance and carelessness, they knew from now on former enemies and allies alike would thirst for their punishment.
In short, they screwed up.
And so they ran.
--TPBoD intro.
Nature's Way
Zexion wanted to curse his less than impressive stature as the older man placed one deceivingly delicate hand against the tree trunk beside his head and leaned forward, almost a full head taller than himself. Unable to do much else, he glared.
Marluxia caught and held his gaze, the deep blue intensity of his eyes almost hypnotic.
“ You really want to be on my side rather than against me, Zexion. The strong rule, the weak submit. That is nature’s way.”
The slightest quirk of a smile ghosted over the Assassin’s face as he cupped Zexion’s chin lightly in his gloved hand.
“ And the weak who don’t know when to submit are overrun and destroyed. I’m sure we would all be loath to have that happen.”
-- TPBoD Chapter 003
Ravaged Rose
Unsteadily he forced himself to his feet and stumbled aimlessly towards the sound of running water, yearning fervently to cleanse himself of more than the mud on his boots.
-- TPBoD Chapter 003
Only Live Thrice
He had been blind and naïve. Thinking himself indispensable, relatively safe from the viper's schemes, that Marluxia would at least be reluctant if not incapable to order him obliterated.
Of course the Assassin hadn't hesitated. Of course he hadn't.
And he, Vexen, had been an utter fool for actually believing he would.
-- TPBoD Chapter 007
Rise And Shine
In the following three seconds Vexen realized three things.
The first was that he was in an unfamiliar bed in an unfamiliar room on an unfamiliar world, and that all of his past life was lost to him forever. This is not a comfortable first insight in the morning.
The second was that he was wearing next to nothing, and that during the night his blanket had migrated south to just barely cover what needed covering, leaving the greater part of him quite splendidly exposed for the world to see.
The third was that it was Marluxia standing next to his bed, shaking him.
Like hell.
The Graceful Assassin stumbled back with a howl, clutching his hand to his chest in shock; in a split second it had frozen solid from fingertips to elbow.
-- TPBoD Chapter 017
Victorian Nymph
What could be salvaged of her coat had been cut to a long vest, completed with a stylish little jacket with notably whole sleeves.
“ Not bad,” Axel grinned, giving her a thumbs-up.
“ Charming, my dearest,” Marluxia smiled with a minute bow.
She smiled sweetly at them.
“ Why, thank you. Now you lot need to dress up or I shall be ashamed to be seen with you.”
She laughed cruelly, but the usual hard edge was somewhat softened by her obvious delight. Larxene in a genuinely good mood was something both refreshingly accommodating and quite frightening.
-- TPBoD Chapter 017
A sketch I made back in April of Larxene in her modded, London-style outfit. Same one she's also wearing on the story poster above. :)
And now, tea...
And since I'm much too lazy and above all, currently tea-deprived to go back and check, I'll just post them all and you can skip the ones you've seen. u.u
All these pictures are, of course, inspired by the KH-fanfic TPBoD - The Renegades.
The Renegades
Too caught up in their internal power-struggles, they never realized the number or might of their converging enemies until it was too late.
Down came the Castle and just barely they escaped with their lives.
As they recognized the full width of the disaster caused by their arrogance and carelessness, they knew from now on former enemies and allies alike would thirst for their punishment.
In short, they screwed up.
And so they ran.
--TPBoD intro.
Nature's Way
Zexion wanted to curse his less than impressive stature as the older man placed one deceivingly delicate hand against the tree trunk beside his head and leaned forward, almost a full head taller than himself. Unable to do much else, he glared.
Marluxia caught and held his gaze, the deep blue intensity of his eyes almost hypnotic.
“ You really want to be on my side rather than against me, Zexion. The strong rule, the weak submit. That is nature’s way.”
The slightest quirk of a smile ghosted over the Assassin’s face as he cupped Zexion’s chin lightly in his gloved hand.
“ And the weak who don’t know when to submit are overrun and destroyed. I’m sure we would all be loath to have that happen.”
-- TPBoD Chapter 003
Ravaged Rose
Unsteadily he forced himself to his feet and stumbled aimlessly towards the sound of running water, yearning fervently to cleanse himself of more than the mud on his boots.
-- TPBoD Chapter 003
Only Live Thrice
He had been blind and naïve. Thinking himself indispensable, relatively safe from the viper's schemes, that Marluxia would at least be reluctant if not incapable to order him obliterated.
Of course the Assassin hadn't hesitated. Of course he hadn't.
And he, Vexen, had been an utter fool for actually believing he would.
-- TPBoD Chapter 007
Rise And Shine
In the following three seconds Vexen realized three things.
The first was that he was in an unfamiliar bed in an unfamiliar room on an unfamiliar world, and that all of his past life was lost to him forever. This is not a comfortable first insight in the morning.
The second was that he was wearing next to nothing, and that during the night his blanket had migrated south to just barely cover what needed covering, leaving the greater part of him quite splendidly exposed for the world to see.
The third was that it was Marluxia standing next to his bed, shaking him.
Like hell.
The Graceful Assassin stumbled back with a howl, clutching his hand to his chest in shock; in a split second it had frozen solid from fingertips to elbow.
-- TPBoD Chapter 017
Victorian Nymph
What could be salvaged of her coat had been cut to a long vest, completed with a stylish little jacket with notably whole sleeves.
“ Not bad,” Axel grinned, giving her a thumbs-up.
“ Charming, my dearest,” Marluxia smiled with a minute bow.
She smiled sweetly at them.
“ Why, thank you. Now you lot need to dress up or I shall be ashamed to be seen with you.”
She laughed cruelly, but the usual hard edge was somewhat softened by her obvious delight. Larxene in a genuinely good mood was something both refreshingly accommodating and quite frightening.
-- TPBoD Chapter 017
A sketch I made back in April of Larxene in her modded, London-style outfit. Same one she's also wearing on the story poster above. :)
And now, tea...