The bottom drawing of the last one is a WIP of Simon
I drew these during my math class
I drew these instead of paying attention in math class. His name is Adam, check out my last post for more about him. I finally have his full lore figured out so I can answer any questions now.
The flower is supposed to be a daisy because they represent innocence and purity.
A work in progress sketch of Legato from Trigun, including my headcanon that he has a brand on his neck and a bunch of symbolism. This is my first post on here!
I'm a beginner artist and I always appreciate feedback and tips!
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Summary: The concept of death is terrifying to many, but to Rosemary and Ruby, death is just a part of life. Both live their lives without fear of death until one day, they both discover something they can't leave behind in life... each other.
WLW, where one is a pirate and the other is terminally ill and the pirate will do anything for her.
Chapter One: Ruby walked home lazily from the market as she passed the rundown, dirty streets of Potter's Field. It was a lonely and insignificant town that the town wasn't even recognized on most maps, but that made it the perfect hideout for people who didn't want to be significant. Ruby had originally only planned to stay in the little town to keep a low profile after a not-particularly legal adventure out at sea, but she had met Rosemary, or just Mary is what she called her. She became extremely attached, and after she learned that Rosemary was likely to die young because of an unknown illness, she decided to stay in the town so she didn't have to be away from her. A sudden clatter of noises broke her train of thought. She turned her head towards the source to see two men bothering a young blonde girl. Ruby didn't have time to intervene properly because she had to get home to Mary, so she threw a rock at one of the guys' heads. Even with only one eye, she was still a good shot and knocked the man out. The other man looked down at his passed-out partner and then at Ruby. The man let go of the girl and began to yell at Ruby, but she quickly shut him up with another rock. That rock was sharper because the man seemed to be bleeding. The blonde girl was bewildered and looked between Ruby and the men for a few minutes before running to Ruby and hugging her."Thank you so much, Ma'am!" the girl exclaimed as Ruby pried the crying young one off her waist."Yeah, yeah, no problem, kid," Ruby responded dryly while still trying to get the girl off her. The young girl finally released her and held out a paper to Ruby."This is what those two men had been attacking me over. I don't know what it is, but it seems useful. You can have it as a thank you for helping me!" She took the paper from the girl and shoved it in her pocket before walking off. The girl called after her, "Thank you again, ma'am!"Ruby opened the door to her and Mary's small cottage and was greeted by the lovely sight of Rosemary in the kitchen toiling away at something. She had her back turned and hadn't heard her come home, so Ruby took the moment to watch her. She was leaning on the counter for balance with her cane off to the side. Her strawberry blonde curls bounced as she moved. The sunlight from the window made her look heavenly as it shined down on her. Ruby walked into the kitchen and placed the items she had been sent to retrieve, down on the counter. The noise alerted Mary, she quickly turned around."Oh! I didn't know you were home. Welcome back. Did you get everything?""Yeah, I got everything. I even threw rocks at two guys on the way home,""... You what?" Rosemary had turned to face Ruby, making eye contact with her, which Ruby hated. "Uhh, in my defense it was to save this random little girl they were harassing," Ruby started her quick defense and avoided eye contact with the taller woman. "Oh, I don't care then. They got what they deserved," Mary stated and then promptly went back to being calm and messing with something on the counter again."Love where your Morals are at," Ruby commented in a slightly snarky tone before letting herself fall on the couch behind her."Your morals are much more skewered, so I don't want to hear it," Mary stated, leaving no room for argument. Ruby only grunted with her face buried into the couch below in a half-hearted agreement.
I already have more written that I can post if anyone likes this! It's also available on AO3 and Wattpad!
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Story summary: The concept of death is terrifying to many, but to Rosemary and Ruby, death is just a part of life. Both live their lives without fear of death until one day, they both discover something they can't leave behind in life... each other.WLW where one is a pirate and the other is terminally I'll and the pirate will do anything for her
Chapter two: The Map
The rest of the night went smoothly as they ate and headed for bed. Ruby was always the last of the two to fall asleep. She lay silently so she wouldn't Mary, who was sleeping soundly next to her. She let her mind wander in hopes of finding something nice to think about so she could sleep. Her brain finally rested on a thought, but it wasn't a fond memory or sweet fantasy. Instead, it was a reminder of the paper the little girl had given her.
Ruby sneakily got out of bed and found the pants she had discarded on the floor while changing. She shook them, and sure enough, a small folded paper fell out. The edges looked aged, and the paper seemed brittle. She handled it with the utmost caution and grace, unlike her normal brash movements. Once fully displayed the paper revealed an old map of some sort. Ruby recognized a lot of the locations on the map from her countless adventures at sea, all except one. The unrecognized island was large and jagged looking; not a shred of friendly aura came from it. Ruby looked at the writing on the map to try and put a name to the mysterious location, but all the words were in a language she had never before seen. The more confused she got the more interested she grew.
Ruby only knew of one other person that would know anything about the map, her old pirate friend named Oliver. He had fled come with her to Potter's Field and now ran a tavern with his wife, Penelope. Rudy made a plan to visit to tavern the next day to question her old friend. She carefully slipped the delicate map in her jacket pocket so she wouldn't forget it tomorrow.
Now that her mind was quiet and she had a plan she slid back into bed. Every movement was carefully calculated so she wouldn't wake Mary. Once fully in position, her eyes wandered to Rosemary's chest, which was moving up and down. Ruby placed a hand on her lover's chest and fell asleep with the reminder that her world was still breathing. Early in the morning of the next day, Ruby ventured to the tavern. She opened the old oak door and was greeted by a scruffy young girl running up to her and jumping on her like a dog. The young girl's name was Valery, she was a kid that Oliver and his wife Penelope had adopted off the streets last year. Valery had quickly become close with Ruby and Rosemary. The girl had even taken to calling them "Auntie Ruby and Mary."
"Valery, let Ruby sit down!" Penelope yelled at the wild child from behind the bar. Valery scrambled over to the bar where her mother was and sat down on one of the stools."Sorry about her, Dear. Valery just ate, and she's extra hyper," Penelope explained while washing out a glass. "Oh, it's fine, I don't mind," Ruby took a seat next to Valery, who was now coloring on a napkin she had stolen from behind the counter.
"Is Oliver here today? I wanted to ask him something, but I can come back tomorrow if he's not," Ruby asked Penelope in a lighthearted tone to not sound suspicious."He's here, he's just messing with something in the back right now. Would you like me togo get him for you?"
"Yeah, if he's not too busy, that would be great," as soon as Ruby confirmed what she wanted, Penelope walked to the back to get her husband. The jewels decorating her body shone against her dark skin when she walked into the window's light and out the door.After a few minutes, Ruby heard footsteps. Oliver had arrived from the back room. He wiped his hands on his apron and scratched his rust-colored beard before speaking."Hey Ruby, Penelope said you wanted to talk to me?"
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TW: SH, Suicide attempt, hospitals
The hospital was freezing, and my whole body hurt, but I couldn't focus on that. I couldn't focus on anything else, knowing that Kakashi had just saved me from fucking killing myself, and now he knew everything. The door to my hospital room opened slowly, creaking along the way. Kakashi entered the room and slowly walked over to my bed. I made sure to be facing away from him; I didn't want to look at him because I knew I'd cry; I don't like crying. "Sasuke? Are you awake? The nurse said you were."
Kakashi's voice was soft and far too kind; he was pitying me. I hate pity so much, my father never gave me pity. Not when I would cry because my body hurt from training, not when I told him that the training was too hard. He never pitied me and he scolded my mother when she tried to in his place. I ignored Kakashi, hoping he'd just go away.
"You really scared me Sasuke. You scared all of us, Naruto and Sakura are waiting on the lobby. I didn't tell them how you ended up like this but they'll figure it out eventually."
No, no, no, fuck. Goddamnit! I hate this, I hate people worrying about me. I hate being attached to people, I hate it so much. Why can't they just leave me the fuck alone. I just need to kill my brother and then I can die peacefully, this attempt was just a moment of weakness.
"Sasuke... If you want me to leave I will. I'm not going to make you talk, but if you never talk to anyone you're never going to get better. You're exempt from missions until you get better, no more training either." After his last statement, I heard Kakashi's footsteps and then a door opening and closing.
That was the final straw. I let the pathetic sounds I'd been holding in escape, tears streaming down my face as I curled further into myself. I curl my fingers around the sheets under me as if I'm going to slip away.
I hate this so much, I know I'm sick in the head, I know there's something wrong with me, I don't want to get better. I need to stay feeling like this, it's the only way I can defeat him. I need to be sick. My hands slip to my arm and my nails dig into my pale skin. I dig at not fully healed cuts and bright red starts to trail down my arm. I dig deeper and deeper until I hear a voice. A familiar, scratchy, irritating voice.
โSasuke?โ