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Finished! Not super good with blood, but I think it turned out well!

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[notahunter]

I EXIST

Been over on my main blog a lot but man I miss this blog. Will try to dish out some replies today.

[notahunter]

I finally did it guys.

I finally broke down. My obsession with this game has exceeded all reason and I bought s PS4 Pro... and Bloodborne GOTY edition.

...and some Blood vile candles... and a couple bottles... and a t-shirt.. >.>

And a mug <.< ...and kinda looking for a hat >.> <.<

[notahunter]

executionersghost​:

“Ah so you aren’t. Apologies, my lady, I’m not quite sure how that slipped my mind.” Perhaps it was in the way she carried herself. There was certainly something about her that was more than it seemed…

In any event, he gave a good-natured chuckle to her next statement, gently curling his fingers around hers. “Oh now now, I assure you, I am a man of virtue.” For the most part. With another low laugh, he brought up his free hand to rest upon her jaw after she pulled down her scarf. A privilege it was to glimpse her face, he figured. Even more so to be doing this.

He leaned in; a gentle press of his lips upon hers, short and sweet. And, ever the charmer, when he withdrew, he slipped his hand off her jaw and brought it behind in a most gentlemanly manner. He then bowed his head slightly and placed another feather-light kiss upon the knuckles of her hand before letting go, the smallest of smirks playing upon his face.

There's a pleasantness to her scent beyond the remnants of blood and death and mass destruction of anything foolish enough to try their luck with her. It's soft like a lavender swept up in the warmth of vanilla. Buried as it may be, so close he may detect the fragrance; oils from candles or incense that lingered upon her skin.

His hand allowed its place upon her jawline with eyes hidden behind dark spectacles. At this distance however, she had closed them despite their covering. The scent of his body near to her own drank in like a fine wine. Tasted upon lips returning the quick kiss as she felt them connect with her own. How polite and gentlemanly of him to withdraw so smoothly. To allow her that personal space upon completion of such a simple motion.

Her free hand had swiftly lifted to return the mask over her lower visage. "A man of virtue.." she whispers in that same light tone. "It is often the case that the most evil of men wear the face of virtue, dear Executioner."

@executionersghost​

[notahunter]

I rest my case here 😌

[notahunter]

Worship <3

𝐴𝑅𝐸 𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝑅𝐸𝐴𝐿𝐿𝑌 𝑂𝐾𝐴𝑌?

I cannot fix your wounds

(this time)

[notahunter]

It's Sunday.. Well. It's the end of Sunday. And what has this feral Hunter been up to? Whatever it was, there's fresh blood dripping from her chin. Something hung from her lips as she smeared sanguine against the back of her hand, and atop her sleeve.

A glint in her eyes like the reflection of light in those of beasts with fingers dressed in red; thick like dark blood. Drops steadily colliding with the edge of the roof where she perched. Her rook leering at anything that dare look their way, as it pulled at the orb resting against her chin.

An eye.

With the nerve pinched between twin fangs near the edge of her lips. The bird is hungry. It pecks until the orb ruptures, spilling gelatinous innards. Drops smearing into blood upon her skin.

Could she be grinning? No. The glare is too cold. The shape of plush lips too evident of a sneer. The bridge of her nose wrinkled with warning.

Don't interfere, the look says. She's feeding her child. Her precious corvid. The beast is strong within her. Symbiotic. Perfect balance.. And she's along for the thrill of the ride.

Careful.. She's not done hunting yet.

[notahunter]

I finally did the thing and made a Carrd for Jez.

Gonna slap it up on her pinned post.  It also has some crossover info on it.

CARRD

AND I also used my art for it <3

[notahunter]

Bloodborne Jez with her rook.

I’m not sure I’m done yet.  Might add grayscale to Jez and her companion.  But wanted to share it!

Personals DNI.

[notahunter]

Couldn’t decide what to do with the full version so I added her hat, cleaned it up a bit and went with this lol.  I have a few that I’m sitting on right now because I just hate how they’re coming out.

But anyway - Enjoy some art of Jez!

Personals DNI!

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Her feathered friend was already moving towards the direwolf.  His large companion was getting attention?  The avian wanted attention too!  A gravelly, low caw would escape the rook as it landed nearer to the enormous beast.  Hopping about on one foot to try and get the creature’s attention, and that of her Master’s.

“I see.  She looks very lovely.”  Fitting of such a creature, surely.  Direwolves were likely long gone where she resides.. unless one might count some of the more canine looking beasts roaming about.  She wouldn’t insult  Fantôme by comparing them, though.

Sliding a digit into the top of her cloth mask, she would pull it down to settle loose about her neck.  A deep inhale breathing in all the various smells, basking in the atmosphere the strange Manor, and its caretaker, offered.  “No.  I had come out here to get away from the madness in Yharnam.  As luck would have it, your Manor appeared.”

@casketdweller

@notahunter , visits a manor at the crossroads.

“Oh! I take it you’re back for more, eh?” Undertaker quipped, giving a small wave from where he had been in the middle of brushing out the darling Fantôme’s coat. Said direwolf growled in welcome, though she didn’t get up to say hello – completely melted under the shinigami’s touch as he continued to brush out her coat. “If’n it’s a box you’re lookin’ for this time, ‘fraid ‘m out o’those.” He remarked, finishing with the one section and moving onto the next.

There was a pause, “O, and don’t mind Fantôme. She just got a bath.”

[notahunter]

YOU HAVE JUST DIED.

↳ what loot items do you drop?

COMMON: A few scraps of plain, perfectly squared paper, a couple regular feathers with a few specks of old, dried blood, some scraps of worn cloth, and leather pieces.

UNCOMMON: An invitation to Cainhurst castle to meet with Queen Annalise, a few random, low impact origami. Alas, unless she has personally instructed on their use, there’s no telling what they could do.  Or what they might do to you.

ULTRA-RARE:  An origami crane once filled with joy now longs to see its master again.  It sits, and weeps over the remnants of what once was its soul counterpart, soon to still as little more than folded paper.  The tiny fragment that gave it life, stolen away by something unseen.

LEGENDARY: An old, modified Hunter’s Hat with strange horns and feathers secured into the side folds.  Within it, a vial of her blood, and a note: The wolf will forever chase the moon.  The receiver is given an option: * Drink, and become more than human, cursed with all the virtues and vices that come with it. * Don’t drink, and be spared a life forever looking over your shoulder.  For the moon presence is greedy, and does not let her chosen die so easily.

Tagged by: @casketdweller (Thank you! <3) Tagging: @lustmord @tailoringtay @yellowfingcr @executionersghost @derjaegermond @sxnguinesxnctum @bcwblade @hithernthither @lockawayknight @wolvensden @corrunuptia @theblackwarden @praeteritus-memories (Ash, Claude and Leona), @inunobogyo @captianimarum (Alucard and Nero)

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[notahunter]

—  MUSE LIST | RULES | BIRTHDAYS —

— 𝔅𝔲𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔤𝔬𝔱 𝔞𝔪𝔟𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫, 𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔤𝔬𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔞𝔠𝔢, 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔬𝔫, 𝔩𝔢𝔱'𝔰 𝔤𝔬 𝔱𝔬 𝔞 𝔡𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔰 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔢.

Featuring muses from  —  Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure, Metal Gear Solid, Soulsborne and More !

— Penned by Eddie ♥

[notahunter]

biting???? as a way to show affection???? yes yes yes yes

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[notahunter]

Ever the polite one, wasn’t he?  Even when opinions conflicted and she pushed and prodded at his genocide endeavors.  Despite their differences, there was admittedly a charm about the man that made his company less tense, and far more intriguing.  His tolerance for her questions was certainly a boon as well.

The irony of the fact she worked with the Vileblood Queen (unbeknownst to him) added an allure to these encounters.  She had done her due diligence in ensuring those who received invitation, had no idea who had sent it.  A letter appeared in their homes, or convenient locations where they were bound to be discovered by her target.  Unless this man thought to follow her, he was unlikely to discover the truth.

But - perhaps he may someday.  And the two might reflect on the irony of this moment between strikes of blades and slinging insults.

Brows drew up some with a touch of surprise.  A subtle, curious look would meet his inquiry behind darkly shaded glasses.  This was a tradition she had never considered indulging in, but -- given everything.. All the quiet musings of their circumstance, it felt appropriate to have a little fun with this.

“I’m not a Hunter.” Jezebel reminded with a touch of playfulness.  Fingers rose in delicate motion to collect loose upon his extended hand, “It begs to question, dear Executioner, how many have felt those lips under such circumstances.”  Her other hooked over the top of the cloth concealing her lower visage, to carefully drag it down and reveal those soft, kissable lips.

@executionersghost [ Cnt x if you’d like! :3 ]