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Mammon Assassin AU

A/N : This is-idk what to say ?

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Spy fic imagine - ‘You couldn’t be more wrong.. I worship you’

Agent A sags against her chains in her cell. Her hands and feet are bound with cuffs with spikes protruding inwards. Blood is smeared on her arms and ankles, it also drips off her chin from her broken nose.

The basement is dark and dead silent, save for her pained, shaking breaths. Then she hears steps and the cell door rattles.

'A! Are you okay?’ A voice whispers.

A is losing consciousness but at the sound of B’s voice, it’s low rasp, she jerks awake.

'B?’ Her voice cracks hoarsely from the two days without water or food.

She searches for his brown eyes but they’re focused on padlock. Deftly, B picks the lock and enters her cell silently. He doesn’t look at her and instead eyes the locks around her wrists and ankles. Bending down, his hair brushes against her knee as he picks the lock around her ankles. When it springs free he grasps her calves one at a time, just above the wounds where the cuffs have cut her, and guides them out of the chains. His hand is warm against her freezing skin. Her knees are on the verge of buckling.

'Can you stand?’ he asks in a low whisper.

'Yes’ she manages to croak out.

He stands, moving to pick the locks for her wrist cuffs. B looks up at the lock that holds A’s hands above her head. She stares at his chest, his broad shoulders, his neck, his adam’s apple..

'Done’ he says, lock springing free.

A sighs deeply as she lowers her aching arms and bloody wrists. She can’t see how badly they’re torn up but they sting like hell.

'Come on’ B says, walking over to the cell door.

He exits and holds it open for her to step out. She follows B’s lead as he walks quickly out of the basement. Darkness bites the edges of her vision as she moves, limbs burning.

B turns a corner, telling her to wait behind. He’s spotted two men and goes to distract them. She watches and waits for his signal but is suddenly pulled backward. Another man holds her against him, her throat in his elbow.

Instinctually, A manoeuvres out of it. For a brief moment, she feels powerful, kicking the man down. But very quickly the adrenaline fades..

Pain shoots up her limbs and dizziness overwhelms her. B runs back in time to see A kick the man away and immediately collapse onto the ground, eyes closing.

'No, A!’ he shouts.

More gang members rush to them. B runs toward her and loops his arm around her back.

'A, wake up! Come on!’

A stirs enough to move her legs weakly. B runs, half carrying, half pushing A till they are out of the den and in the clear, narrowly missing the gang members at their heels.

Out in the open, the mid afternoon sun hits them straight in the eyes. B radios urgent pickup from the crew on standby. A’s knees buckle from the pain and she collapses.

'Woah!’ B bends with her and moves his other arm behind her knees. He sits on the ground, cradling her weak form in his lap. A looks up and his brown eyes, now brilliant in the sun, meet hers.

'Why are you here?’ she asks

'You’re one of the best. There’s no way..’

'No, why are you here?’ A’s eyelids are daring to close, her limbs feel heavy.

B stills at the question and looks up. In his lap, A’s breathing slows and he realises he needs to keep talking to keep her awake.

'Because I had to find you’

A huffs. Her eyes slightly open as she mumbles,

'You don’t care where I am. Eight years we’ve been.. been in this job and you.. you never cared.. what I was up to’

'You couldn’t be more wrong.. A, I worship you’

His own confession has his heart hammering in his chest. B hears the distant sound of a helicopter and looks down at A’s face, unconscious on his elbow.

He bends over to kiss her forehead, almost sorry that he chose the worst time to confess. Then he lifts her, cradling her close and walks toward the landing helicopter.

In which Ransom Drysdale receives a letter from a past lover, not knowing that her lifestyle has changed drastically. He decides to visit, which unfortunately makes him her next target.

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Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Reader

Series Warning(s): Language, Angst, Violence, Fluff

Genre(s): Assassin AU, Romance, Action

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Chapter One [ Coming February 1st, 2021 ]

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After roughly 8 hours, I’ve finished recreating another Magazine cover with my nonbinary Corpo V! 

This one was alot of fun, and I love how it turned out:

For the process behind this piece, as well as a brief write-up and a colouring timelapse, check under the read more!!!

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So, after 12+ hours, I finally finished my latest art piece! It’s yet another one where I showcase/feature my current Cyberpunk brainrot child; my Corpo/Assassin V! 

This time, in a bowling-alley carpet inspired shirt:

Check under the read more for the process, as well as a brief write-up and colouring timelapse!!!

I tried to incorporate a bunch of different colours and textures in the outfit, and just had an absolute blast with it all.

Here’s the (condensed) process:

Here’s the (condensed) process:

Ended up doing alternating hairstyles because I just couldn’t decide on a favourite. It took a hell of a lot longer to have these alt versions, but I believe it was worth it; each of the styles brings out different colours in the shirt.

I also loved having hints of this V’s corporate background; in the luxurious gold and metallic parts, and their black cybernetics + makeup.

Here’s the colouring timelapse (warning for brief flashes of colour):

You can get an idea of how long this piece took. A labour intensive process…as most of my projects turn out to be…but also a labour of love. A year on, and my love for Cyberpunk hasn’t faded in the slightest; so I am definitely gonna continue developing this OC and their different styles through their story years.

To tacky shirts; the most underrated sector of fashion.

So, still reeling from the emotional rollercoaster that is Midnight Mass, I managed to finish a little project inspired by that beautiful madness.

Here’s my Corpo/Assassin V, with the incredible take on Vampire eyes that the show came up with:

To see the process behind this piece, as well as a brief write-up and a colouring timelapse, consider checking under the read more.

Whilst this piece was pretty simple compared to many of my recent and upcoming projects, it still presented its own unique challenges; namely in the lighting/shadows and the eyes themselves. In the show, the Vampire eyes have this hypnotic reflection, and I really wanted to do my best to replicate that.

And I actually love how they turned out. I really think they look pretty good! It was super cool trying them out, and I’ll probably even use this art in my Corpo/Assassin V’s upcoming fic.

Here’s the (condensed) process:

You can see that, even though this piece is simple and has no complex background, I still put alot of effort into it all. I’m particularly pleased with V’s ear jewellery, the crucifix style buttons, and their skin textures.

Whilst alot of the details aren’t quite so bright by the end, due to the lighting, I still love how this piece turned out overall.

And here is a colouring timelapse (warning for flashes of colour):

Here you can see how this project, again being fairly simple, still took a decent amount of time. I fiddled around with the lighting and shadows more than I have on any other piece I’ve done recently; I really wanted to try and step up my game in that respect.

So whilst I still have a ways to go with the lighting and shadows, I am very happy with where I got to in this piece.

Designed a back tattoo for my Corpo/Assassin V who works for Arasaka.

I wanted to incorporate traditional Japanese depictions of an oni/demon, as well as elements of Samurai armour that we see in Arasaka’s soldiers.

Here’s what I’ve ended up with so far:

Why yes, I am working on more art of my nonbinary, Corpo/Assassin V:

Drawing my Corpo V at different ages, and I’ve finally finished the lines:

After roughly 8 hours, I’ve finished recreating another Magazine cover with my nonbinary Corpo V! 

This one was alot of fun, and I love how it turned out:

For the process behind this piece, as well as a brief write-up and a colouring timelapse, check under the read more!!!

Of course, I’m still having to redraw/draw everything myself, but having the base there as a reference makes the process alot quicker.

Of course, I’m still having to redraw/draw everything myself, but having the base there as a reference makes the process alot quicker.

For this one, I changed a few minor details, but also completely changed the colour palette. The original was a mix of gold/red/navy blue, and that just didn’t scream Cyberpunk to me, so I went with what I call ‘soft neon’ which I feel fits the vibe more.

Here’s the condensed process:

You can see I only coloured in one figure at a time. As with the original, I was drawing duplicates of my V. So I just had to render one at a time, then copy/paste and flip.

One of the many joys of digital art! I did toy with the idea of a brighter colour scheme for the hair, but ultimately ditched it for the white.

I think that was a wise decision, as it better fits the sleek/avant garde feel of this cover/piece. And it keeps the focus on the outfit, which I absolutely loved making my own.

Here’s the timelapse (warning for flashes of colour):

Unfortunately, I’ve been having issues with the quality of the timelapse videos from Procreate. Should be fixed now; I sorted things out as best I could after finishing this piece. 

Regardless, this gives you a more extensive look into the process behind my work.

To see alternative versions and detail crops, keep an eye out for a separate post!!!

Very proud of this Corpo/Assassin V art I just finished, I actually love it???

To see the process, as well as a brief write-up on the piece- and a colouring timelapse, check under the read more!!!

Original is the one coloured in normally, second is edited to be black and white like the reference image I used, and the other is just because I thought it looked neat.

Here’s the process:

Here’s the process:

You can see it isn’t as detailed as some of my other projects. But I still love it; sometimes less is more. And I believe that is the case here. I tried to have it reflect the reference, being stylish and sleek; with my V having this kind of air of superiority.

Their eyes look so creepy, and their expression seems quite calm, but if you look closer, you can see small signs of the anger underneath it all.

Here’s the colouring timelapse (warning for flashes of colour):

Whilst this hasn’t taken nearly as long as the other projects I am working on, I am no less proud of this piece. I feel like my V looks super cool, and it has the vibe I am going for with them and their story.

Making progress on my Corpo/Assassin V art, and falling in love with this Nonbinary badass in the process (WIP)

Yes, they are so extra that they have an expensive/luxury cigarette that’s filled with gold leaf

Yeah I’m already working on more Corpo/Assassin V art (WIP!!!)

Here’s a closeup of my latest piece:

Check under the read more for extra closeups, and some alternative backgrounds!!!

Finally finished new art of my Corpo/Assassin V, and I am very proud of it

To see a write-up on this piece, as well as the symbolism, and a colouring timelapse, please check under the read more!!!

This piece is meant to show how my V, in their role at Arasaka, is constantly being watched; as well as how they believed they had freedom, but they were just a puppet all along.

Quote from this Vs upcoming fic:

“When Arasaka scraped me off the floor of that laboratory, I thought what they were offering me was freedom. Now I know it was never truly freedom at all. It was just another kind of cage.”

Here’s the process of this piece:

As you can see, the design did change a bit throughout the process. I wanted to have a more elegant feel, as well as more of a Japanese inspiration, given Arasaka and their origins.

Really pleased with how this turned out. It’s not as detailed as some of my other stuff, but I’m still really happy with it.

Here’s a timelapse of the colouring (warning for brief flashes of colour):

Yeah, I had alot of fun with this piece. And to think it was born from a wedding dress I saw when going through random fashion tags.

I decided to make my Vs scars gold this time, as if they were cybernetics, to echo the Japanese art of Kintsugi; which is the practice of repairing broken pottery with golden lacquer.

Detail closeups and alternative versions coming in their own separate post!!!

Have I started another project? Yes, yes I have (WIP)

This is an angle I don’t normally work with, so feel free to let me know how the anatomy is shaping up.

A/N: Modern AU Time!!

Bouncing on my toes, I waited for my penpal to exit her plane. Excited didn’t even describe how I truly felt. For months the two of us had been talking and, despite our distance from each other, the two of us had become close friends. So when the chance arose for her to come Stateside, she jumped on it.

As the people exited the plane, a small sign in my hands was her way of finding myself in the crowd. A wide smile crossed her face, she pushed her way through the crowd and ran up to me with great excitement. Even with this being our first meeting, the two of us couldn’t help but greet each other with a hug.

“It’s so nice to finally meet you, Evie!” A chuckle escaped me as a flow of emotions crossed my mind.

“I know. I can’t believe we managed a trip so quickly.” She picked up her small bag before motioning for us to get going. “So any plans?”

“Nope. I was waiting for you to get here so we could look around.”

She pondered for a brief second, “Let’s keep it simple. How about a day at the beach today?”

Nodding quickly in agreement, I didn’t protest. I loved going to the beach but with few people to drag along it was hard to get out there.

We searched the slightly crowded shores for a nice spot to set up our chairs and umbrella. She pointed to an area on the far side of the beach. I explained it had rougher waters than the rest of the beach, but she had a point that it would provide more privacy. I shrugged as that logic was fairly strong. As we made our way to the desolate spot, I checked to make sure it was still well viewed in case a crazy man wielding a blade decided to try and kill us.

I knelt down and dug a good depthed hole for Evie to place the umbrella pole into. “That should be good.” I quickly covered what space was left after she jabbed the pole down.

Wiping her forehead of sweat was a good indication she was not accustomed to this hot of weather.

“A little too hot?”

“A little. Even on the hottest days in London, it’s not this bad. But I won’t melt, so fret not.” She let out a soft chuckle as she put her small folding chair down. “Water?” She offered me a bottle from the small cooler we brought and I happily obliged. After handing me the bottle, she took her seat.

The sound of the waves combined with the screeching of seagulls, relaxed us both. We talked about anything and everything as we moved from the shade to the sun and back again.

Our paradise was short lived as a group of four men came stumbling our way. Normally I would pay no mind, but their cat calls and whistling was distracting to say the least. I groaned as they made their way closer to us.

“Well hello, ladies. Enjoying a day at the beach.” The short, overly tanned one sat next to Evie while the blonde one took a seat next to me. The other two stay behind us.

I growled, “We were. Now not so much.”

“Come on, now. Don’t be like that. I’m just trying to be friendly and make sure everything is going well.” His speech slurred heavily. He was clearly intoxicated.

The blonde one inched cloder and closer, “Yeah, I mean nothing wrong with that, right?” He placed his hand on my thigh, earning him a fierce glare.

“There is when you start touching me.” I furrowed my brow and shot looks at all of them.

Evie quickly noticed my expression, “Please, guys. We would really just like to enjoy the beach alone.”

In sudden unison, the boys became like wolves at the sound of Evie’s accent. No doubt they were the type of guys who had a fetish for anyone foreign.

“I’m liking you two more and more every minute.” The drunk exclaimed as he too grew closer to Evie.

I curled my fingers and covered my face as I grew frustrated at how dense these vultures were. I’ll give them the benefit of the doubt and blame the drunkenness, though I was pretty sure they were just rocks.

They stuck around for another half an hour, trying to pry information from us. Namely facebook accounts and phone numbers. Thankfully Evie had a will of iron and the cunning of a fox. She managed to divert their attention multiple times and even convinced three of them to be on their way.

The blonde was persistent, however, insisting I head off with him. He was like a tick, you would have to burn him to get him off. “Come on, pretty lady. We can a nice time elsewhere.” He flashed a toothy grin as he stood up and extended a hand to me.

“No thank you. For like the billionth time, I’m not interested.” I quickly stopped myself before adding in an insult sure to upset him. But not wanting to risk either of our safety, I kept quiet.

Evie stood up, and with a rather intimidating presence, she walked over to him. “Look. She has said no multiple times and you still won’t leave. So if you don’t get to walking, I will lay you out.” She took a stance that I recognized as one mainly used by kick boxers or MMA fighters(thanks Dad for always having some kind of fight on). Suddenly, much like he was, I was very much intimidated by quiet Evie.

He growled in protest but figured any kind of confrontation would attract unwanted attention. “Fuck this, you two aren’t worth the trouble.” With a heavy huff he turned away and finally left us to our.

As Evie sat back down I could help but stutter on my words, “W-what was that? I didn’t know you could fight, or appear to know how.”

“Look when you grow up with a twin brother, who is constantly in trouble,  you learn a thing or two to back him up.” She placed that sweet, unassuming smile on her face again. 

“Well, to be honest, I’m glad you do. I couldn’t stand another moment of that guy.”