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Favourite style of art: Hand drawing
Wallpaper of choice: Wesker and Leon and Dante!
Skin of choice: Resident Evil, Devil May Cry
Favourite cartoon character: Wesker, Leon, Ada, Dante, Link, Dark Link... and other cuties!
Personal Quote: "If all else fails, shoot like crazy and hope you hit!"
Pirate!Spain x Mermaid!Reader- [Part 2]Mistress-Of-Monsters
Blue-white prongs of lighting streaked across the sky with a sharp crack, painting the world in white as they crashed against the roaring waves below. A thunderous bellow echoed throughout the uneasy air, deafening any who would dare to stand within the storm's path. Wind tore across the water, spraying the shore with salty mist and lashing out at those foolish enough to stay too close to the shore. Shadows blanketed the restless night air as a heavy mass of thunderclouds blocked out the fragile light of the moon, covering all in pitch darkness. None stirred at the water's edge, all taking shelter from the fury of the storm. You rose unseen from the waves, talon-like claws digging firmly into the rough wood of the dock as you hauled yourself up, scales grinding ever so softly against it as you slid your body away from the ledge. The ocean raged behind you, knocking against the loose boards and firm pillars with an unspoken ferocity. Lifting your head, you peered at the usually bus
Dear MamaDear mama,Dragon-Bandit
I'm not what you hoped I would be,
I tried my best, I promise,
But it just wasn't me.
I've come to realize
I wasn't born right in this world,
It wasn't my fault,
I never was your little girl.
If I had been born right,
Would you want me back?
Would your eyes fill with pride,
If my body was intacted?
When I was little,
You'd take me in your arms,
You'd wipe my tears and promise,
You would keep me from harm.
Who would've known,
You're the reason I bled,
When I'm left alone,
I write with silver and it comes out red.
You said you would always love me,
You swore you'd always stay by my side,
But where are you now?
All you were was a lie.
You know when you hurt me,
But you turn a blind eye,
Why don't you care,
Do you like seeing me cry?
I've learned not to need you,
Just leave me alone,
Your words are poisoned knives,
And you aim well when you throw.
You promised you'd fix me,
When I'm injured and broken,
Well now I'm in peices,
Torn by the words you've spoken.
Pirate!Spain x Mermaid!Reader- [Intro]Mistress-Of-Monsters
The gentle, fragile light of the full moon shone down onto the dark expanse of the sea, making the water shimmer as it twisted and turned. A small, uneven rocky outcropping of shoreline jutted from above the froth of the waves, quite a bit father out than the rest. Seaweed and various ocean debris clung to the small pockets in the stone, accompanying the various crustaceans and barnacles that lay stubbornly within the shallow pools. A small cluster of whirlpools lay around it, unseen and deadly. It was there that you emerged, slowly, carefully, pausing to look around you before hauling yourself onto the tall stretch of solid earth. Your smooth scales glimmered in the faint light, slowly shifting until they once more looked like skin, your usual blues and grays replaced with more human tones as the air came into contact with your skin. Fingers formed where before had been nothing more than webbed hands, your claws retracting until none remained but the small nails on the ends, the chang
Dark!Country!Reader X Pirate!England [Part 10]Mistress-Of-Monsters
Snow danced and whirled all around you as you passed over the frozen road in a rush of ice and wind, surrounding you in a small blizzard of your own making. Arjalinerk's hooves barely touched the ground, as if he were gliding over the white expanse of snowy earth rather than running across it. Adrenaline surged through your veins, the thrill of riding once more making your heart pound in your chest. It was a feeling of total freedom, as if the shackles around your body had been released once more- even if only for a little while. The ashen steed leapt across the soft snow easily, covering more ground than any other horse could. He'd been trained specially by you just for this, watching in satisfaction as he crossed the Draconian countryside without hesitation, his steps never faltering as he carried you home. No matter what happened this one creature always made sure you came back, ready and quite willing the crush anything and anyone that stood in your way. You'd refrained from using
Dark!Country!Reader X Pirate!England [Part 9]Mistress-Of-Monsters
"Care to tell me why your clinging to me..?" Sleepy emerald eyes peered up at you from within a messy nest of blankets, narrowed against the gleam of the morning light. England didn't respond immediately, instead taking a moment to stare at you as if he was not quite sure where he was. Having been thoroughly annoyed by his insistence of sleeping in your bed- as well as invading quite a bit of your personal space- you'd banished him to the very edge of the bed the night before, having won the small battle for the soft sleeping space that had ensued. It wouldn't have been all that bad if he'd stayed where he was- however, during the night he'd somehow managed to worm his way past your guarding foot, clinging to your waist as if it were a child's teddybear. It was easy to say that you weren't all that impressed when you awoke, finding the man's hands a little too intrusive for your liking- especially when they found themselves just beneath your chest. "I was... Cold?" he mumbled sh
Dark!Country!Reader X Pirate!England [Part 3]Mistress-Of-Monsters
You sat watching the chaos you and your crew had induced with a small, wicked smile. From your spot outside the massive city you could see practically everything, from the surging flames and billowing smoke to the blots of guards and civilians flooding the streets in total delirium. It was rather amusing, actually, how quickly things could fall apart with the slightest nudge in the right direction.
You were sure many would call it overkill, but if there was one thing you were it was thorough. And inviting a full-force confrontation with England? That was definitively something you would go all out with.
Currently you were relaxing in a field with enough elevation that it gave you a gorgeous view of the ravaged city, your viewpoint a fair distance from any danger that the conflict might have brought you and your crew, whom of which were currently checking weapons and a few filched 'supplies' just a little ways behind you. You weren't planning on staying long, after all England's soldier