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the-rainbow-overflow · 6 months

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((Wifi was out so I typed out a thing on my phone. Tried to tag any possible triggers, so check those first. Enjoy))

Hands guiding hands

Characters: Regali Dumali, Viroxa Galrix, unnamed burgundy patient

Summary: An assistant and her boss have a brief talk about the yule ball during work.

Disclaimer: Dark themes, which is a given when involving Viroxa. I've done my best to tag anything that might be an immediate trigger, please let me know if you can think of anything else that should be here.

"-i∆ just don't t∆ke no for ∆n ∆nswer, do i∆ doc?"

"As far as I'm aware, I've yet to hear one." The clink of something metal being sat down on the medical tray causes an involuntary flinch in the jester, though small.

Regali was currently in the doorway to her host and boss's personal operating room. Leaned against the metal frame, she faced away from the ongoing surgical procedure, eyes closed.

She hated operation nights. Usually she'd take the time to be out if the hive for a few hours. Just to be away. Unfortunately, Viroxa had insisted on having a chat this early night.

The scrape of metal against metal as another tool is picked up causes her to squeeze them shut tighter. "You've disparaged the idea plenty, but you've yet to deny your intention to attend." Viroxa replies without tearing his eyes from his work.

"Ok. I'm not goin, gl∆d we h∆d this t∆lk. I'll see i∆ ∆t dinn-"

"Regali." It was a single word. Drenched in such a honey sweet tone. So lacking in ill will or mal -intent. And yet, it stopped her in her tracks as she attempted to step away from the cerulean and his place of work. "Come over here a moment, moonlight. If you please."

"... Doc, I don't-"

"It'll only be a moment." There's no change in tone. No urgency in the way he interrupts. His manner of speaking was warm and hospitable, yet... empty. Sterile. Artificial. A familiar cold travels up her spine. "My clamps seem to have misplaced themselves. I need your hands a moment."

"Doc... Iou know how I feel ∆round-."

"I do. And I hate to ask so much of you, moonlight. But I simply cannot do this without aid, I'm afraid. I know I can trust no one else with the task of helping, but my ever faithful assistant." Regali shifts a bit from foot to foot in uncertainty, until that tooth rottingly sugary tone adds. "Please?"

"... Just... With one small moment?"

"Five minutes tops. I promise."

She lets out a shaky exhale and nods to no one in particular as she turns in place. Slowly, her eyes force their way open to view the floor beneath her feet. Her gaze holds steady with each step, even as she feels the goosebumps along across her skin.

A pair of shoes eventually come into view. A pair of legs cloaked in slacks and a surgical apron sprout up from them. As a waist comes into view, she stops, closing her eyes again as the pounding of her heart in her ears begins to overwhelm. Deep breath in. Deep breath out. Deep breath in. Deep breath out. You can do it. Just don't think about it. Just don't... Don't think.

"-Regali."

"H-wh∆t?"

"Gloves, moonlight. Can't have contamination of the patient's body. It's a health risk. There's a box on your left."

"Right.. right." She allows her gaze to drift to the left. Immediately they meet a quartet of wheels. They trace up the metal legs to the indented top of the cart. A box of opened surgical gloves lay crooked at its center, next to a box of masks. Steeling her nerves, she reaches over to pick up the first box. Immediately she nearly drops it as something thuds against the table to her front.

"Sorry about that. You know how they can be. Ever impatient. How're those gloves coming along?"

"I-i've gottem. I've gottem." She clears her throat as she quickly pulls out a pair to slide her hands into. For good measure, she grabs a mask as well, pulling it on quick before stepping forward to the doctor's side. To the floor her eyes returned, shoulders raised as her heart started thumping again.

"You're tense." He states.

"I'm fine, doc." She refutes. This is disproven easily as she senses his movement, and two hands gently take her wrists.

"It's alright, moonlight. Just take a breath like I showed you before. In and out. I'll guide you through everything. You know I'm always here to aid you." She nods again, closing her eyes as she does what he instructs. She can feel him step behind her as his hands moved from her wrists to her hands proper. His hands were warm, but sickeningly wet.

She willed herself not to think about it. Instead her mind drifted to him. To the closeness. The way he enveloped her in an almost hug as he moves her hands forward.

She does not think about the way her hands rose and fell against something as they were pressed firm into a warm shape.

She distracts herself with the sounds of his voice, calmly whispering encouragement.

She does not hear the breathing.

She leans into him. Taking solace in the intimacy. The scent of lilacs is strong from his cologne, even now.

It buries the distinct smell of iron.

"Why don't you sing anymore?"

"E-excuse me?" The question was so out of left field that it threw her mind from its track.

"You used to sing more when you first moved in. I remember how much you adored your little improvesed rhymes."

"I uh.. they were grubbrish. Nev§ did get very good ∆t them."

"Nonsense. I quite enjoyed them."

"Iour just s∆in th∆t."

"Of course I'm not. I did enjoy them. Especially, since it seemed you did."

"i.. suppose. It w∆s just.. something th∆t c∆me n∆tur∆lly when I was feelin ∆ll done up with nerves. ∆ w∆i to rel∆x I guess."

"Could you sing one for me?"

"Wh-, now? Doc-"

"Please? Just this once, Moonlight." He pleads, a somber, plea-full note slipping into his voice. She could feel her face grow a little warmer.

"I... Just one. It won't be veri good, I've heen outt∆ pr∆ctice for ∆ while now."

"You'll do wonderful. You've never disappointed me before. You haven't yet, after all. Not that I'd expect anything less from my perfect performer. And perfect is what you are, aren't you? " For some reason, the jester felt... Uneasy. Her stomach tying itself up in knots as she nods along.

"R-right. Perfect. One of ∆ kind, even."

"... That's what I thought too." He replies with a tone that practically projected his toothy grin into her mind. "Go on then. Perform your best for me."

She takes a hesitant breath, clearing her throat... She attempts to block out the thumping of her pulse. The heat of the overheat lamp upon her skin. Just one song. You can do it. You're a performer. She opens her mouth... And fills the room with nothing. Just the barely audible hum of florescent lights; the buzzing and beeps of various machines accompanying them in their inanimate choir. She swallows as she resists the urge to wipe away the sweat upon her brow.

"Having trouble?" The words were needles by the hundred across her back.

"No! No I-Just... Y∆ know. Low muse is ∆ll. C∆n't just pull ∆ hit outt∆ nowhere." She excuses through labored breaths. The thump of her heart was killing her head. So obnoxious and loud.

"Ah, I see. It is a pity. Perhaps another time then. It is a little disappointing though."

"heh, d-dis∆ppointing? I-I wouldn't s∆i th∆t, I just need ∆ little time-"

"It's fine, moonlight. I expected too much from you. Putting you on the spot like that. Don't worry about it. As for the ball. You don't have to go if you don't wish to. I simply thought having someone with me who properly understood the... Culture, surrounding the whimsical and comedic arts would be nice. Someone who prides themself on their identity such as yourself, I figured you a prime candidate. If you're not up for it however, I understand completely. I can always find someone else to accompany me-"

"I'll go!" The words left her mouth before she could even process them.

"Really? Are you certain? You seemed so against the idea."

"I changed mi mind. You convinced me. Someone of my high talent and knowledge isn't something you come ∆cross ∆ni d∆i. Couldn't trust ∆ni of the dime ∆ dozen low class ∆cts to provide ∆ proper cultur∆l introduction. I'm ∆n inv∆luable guide. Irrepl∆ce∆ble even. I h∆ve to go." She replies quickly, breath shaking and gripping the table in front of her. Her palms sweaty in the blue latex that encased them. There's a pause...

And then a chuckle. A quiet, almost timid giggle that grows into an amused chuckle.

"Irreplaceable... That I suppose you are. It seems you've made the choice for me then. You can accompany me as my plus one."

"G-great!... Great."

"And there we are." She feels his presence pull away from her and in his wake is... Cold. "I can handle the rest from here, moonlight. You're free to go. Spend the rest of the night as you wish. The rubbish bin for your gloves is on your right." Her gloves? Her eyes open again upon two gloved hands, soaked in burgundy. Already beginning to desaturate in the areas it was thinnest. She forces herself to swallow the lump in her throat as she quickly peels them off, careful not to get any of it on her hands. As she turns to her right to discard them, her eyes catch sight of a small cooler upon the table. Just in time for the doctor to pop it open. A cold mist rises from it as the open air met freezing temperatures.

She turned away immediately. Discarding her gloves and discretely making a hurried exit. She closes the door behind her and pressed back against it, attempting to collect her thoughts. She felt like she needed to vomit, but she didn't dare. Not here in the hall. Especially not with this mask on.

She just needed to get back to her room. Don't think about it, just... Just go to bed. She tells herself this on repeat with every step. The distance didn't seem to help. Every step felt heavy. Every thud against the floor brought her back that half second glance. The pounding pulse in her head given imaginary form. An echoed, rhythmic beat from beyond the hall door that just got louder the further she moved.

Slowly she manages to pull herself into her room, throwing the door closed. And all at once. Silence. Her head clear, her body light. She sinks down against the wall, curling into herself.

She didn't humor herself with the question of "what now." There was only one thing to do. Time to prepare. The yule ball was upon her.

#regali dumali #viroxa galrix #my writing #a thing I typed up just now from my phone #Sorry if it's shitty #this was a one draft deal #I did my best to avoid getting detailed with the surgery stuff #you probably noticed #anyway #cw: gore #cw: manipulation #cw: surgery #cw: medical_malpractice

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alicenpai · 5 months

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two lonely rabbits, two hearts beating as one 🐇🖤🤍 (animated gif) now on inprnt !

old sketch from march I decided to finish <3 usually when one of my sketches (intending to become a completed drawing) gets put on the backburner, it never surfaces. I usually have to prioritize other drawings and then months or years pass and once I have time, I lose interest and start other drawings in their place... but I'm glad I mustered up the energy to finish this one, ESPECIALLY since I strongly felt I needed more gothic pieces in my gallery hehe

the relationships between characters in this series are so interesting, because there are so many character parallels. I actually had to change the personality of white alice from the sketch to the final, since I .. think I misinterpreted her story! (so I think it turned out less gothic horror than desired but you know what I'll take this <3) I first read this story when I was 14 and I 1000% BET I'll still be finding nuances and new details in the writing years into the future...

I had a lot of fun with the animation albeit just being a blink animation 😩👍 but blinks can be animated in a variety of ways! in terms of my animation skills, I do consider myself on the weaker side. so if i can integrate more animation frames into my illustrations, it'll help me become more familiar and comfortable with the medium. I especially like the difference in how many frames it takes for dark Alice vs white Alice to blink. I think the blinks came out fluidly and I'm quite satisfied with how this drawing came out!

#pandora hearts #alice baskerville #alyss (pandora hearts)#will of the abyss #mochizuki jun #COMING TO YOU WITH ANOTHER HAUNTED PORTRAIT #you: “another? bro that last one was 2 years ago”#me: 😔#tumblr will probably have the highest quality of this drawing everywhere else compresses gifs/videos to hell #i like how you can zoom in on gifs on tumblr #vanitas no carte #animation #also dark alice and white alice have slightly different details on their dresses!#i actually didn't know at first and i feel like a lot of people didn't notice!#my art

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