Daisy + Basira doodles because I love them so. they were one of my favorite TMA duos
Followed by a redraw of one of my first Magnus fanarts (which admittedly was not from that long ago, I just feel more confident drawing them now) =D
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I know in fanart everyone always depicts Eyepocalypse-Daisy as a werewolf sort of thing, but I've always thought the idea of her being still physically human (as much as anyone can be when an avatar) throughout the whole thing infinitely more unsettling and HEAR ME OUT.
The Hunt with which Daisy is affiliated was never a fear of the physicality of the predator itself, but the way in which it pursues and kills. Not the sight of the claws themselves but the fact that they extend towards you, etc etc. That unwavering persistence and senseless, but uncontrollable, cruelty we see in her in S5, mixed with her obvious humanity seen in how she calls out to Basira, when the others find her is so much more horrifying when you imagine her exactly as she was physically before.
This is especially the case when you imagine things from Basira's perspective.
Imagine, you've worked with a partner for years, supported each other (so much so as to indulge each other's harmful behaviour and abuse of power). You do your best to ignore the terrible things she does in the name of justice, even when it becomes woefully apparent that this is spurred on by an actual fear god feeding on her actions. You watch her try to resist it, then fail to do so in order to protect you and the others around you.
The world goes to capital-H-Hell, and you spend all your days looking for her to fulfill your promise to kill her.
It is the least you can do, after all.
It was the last thing she ever asked of you.
You expect that there will be nothing left of the woman you knew when it comes to it, that it will be an inhuman husk with no memories of you or anything other than The Hunt. But then you find her, and she's still her. Bloody and bestial, yes, but unmistakably her. And worst of all, your prick of a friend (love you Jon) just ealirer let you know that she is perfectly content. She is happy like this, and most harrowing of all, she recognises you. She wants you to join her.
And you realise that her request to kill her was not, will never be, the last thing she ever asked of you.
She extends a hand towards you, and it is the same hand you held before The Change.
And you kill her. Not a creature that was once her, just her. There is no heroism in it, only a partner lost.
Still, nevertheless I love werewolf-Daisy too.
(Equally, the idea of a grown human woman gnawing on someones leg is kind of hilarious, or Floridian, but I digress.)
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