#canoncharacter

A VGEN commission I made for my friend @itachis-eyes ♥

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You cannot use my artwork in any ways without my autorisation, thanks!!

Short Story Inc. I love this piece though. It hits me /right/ in the feels. Just a reminder! Commissions are open! https://carasilvaart.carrd.co/#commissionsheet

“Ah, ah… Hold still, pet.” Alcina commands, her golden eyes flickering over the sculpture of Alexandria’s face and pausing only momentarily upon the feline ears that stick from the younger woman’s head. The Feline complies, yet her tail flicks up a storm, the only part of her she has no control over. Her lips gently part, relaxing her face. “I’m trying, Countess.” Alexandria breathes, a slow breath that fills her lungs with air. “Shush and listen.” Alcina chuckles, scolding the Feline with a playful purr. “When applying makeup you must practice, and approach makeup with confidence. Makeup is like painting, Pet. Hesitate and you’ll ruin your canvas.” Alcina instructs as she dips the brush into a pink eyeshadow to accentuate Alexandria’s blue eyes. Lifting the brush, Dimitrecu gently applies the makeup upon the Feline’s heavy upper lid with gentle strokes. “Did your mother never teach you how to apply makeup?” Alcina asks, a passive musing as she works. Alexandria pauses, and small kitten-like fangs nibble at her bottom lip. “No.” She responds, and fell into silence as the girl gather her thoughts. Alcina sets the brush down. Golden hues meet Alexandria’s blue, she had the Countess’ full attention and her nerves flare, a bashful smile curling her lips. “My Mother died when I was seven…” She trails off, her eyes flickering sideways. She didn’t need to finish that sentence. “Mmm, then pay attention pet, consider this your first lesson.” Alcina tuts and plucks the brush back up.

@ofglaiveandguard​

She still could remember her mother's voice when she did simple things around. Like when tried to learn cooking by following instructions from a book of hard cover she bought her on her birthday "By being a good cook, you will learn to make really healthy food and you wont end like Bob in the Crow's Nest" 

Who was Bob?

Uncle Bob, that weapon's dealer at Meldacio's, the guy was from an alien planet, always eating in the known restaurant without putting on that much weight he should have. 

She turned off the fire in the stove and mixed some of the sauce that would accompany the juicy premium steak she bought to reward herself for doing good in the last exam, a HUGE sigh left her lips as she just putted the steak on her plate with some salad, to seat  on the table and read that catalog of the military forces on Lucis.

How to express that to the only man she found hard to speak to? The crownsguard?, the glaive? Being a hunter like her mother was out of the list, because it was out of Insomnia- Come on… -muttered to pinch the bridge of her nose softly, hiding that catalog under the table. Not-Cool to be that confused. She knew she could pass the crownsguard entry and for the Glaives too.

If Prompto could, why not her? Doesn't it? She wasn't to be a doctor, or an executive, or a psychologist or… whatever thing would be normal for a regular citizen. And so she saw the wall clock. Like her father used to, probably he was going to be home late. Maybe? There is no way he could be aware of her final day of exams…does he?  he was all submerged on his paperwork that it looked like he wasn't aware of many things but HE WAS, and that was scary. 

Luckly for him, she was mature enough to dont do stupid things. Lyla wasn' t on board to cause her father more trouble than the one he got because of her appearance after her mother's death.