With the occult book worming it's sigils into Richard's mind, he found himself caring less and less about rules, morals and mostly, forgetting to quiet his darling, now splayed on his desk. Scattered were his thoughts, as much as his mad scribblings, the tome's opened page now and then redirecting his frenzied mind to attention.
The university was mostly silent, safe for the sound of their rough rutting in his office, the thumping of his hips against hers being heard well down the hall.
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[Clutches of Chaos AU]
Hooraaayy I managed to finish something ;o;
My neck has been killing me lately, which is why I took it a little slower with this one. And which is also why my next few paintings will be the sketches I shared on twit & Ig, because they're smaller and don't take as long!
I hope you like it though, Rick swears he's still got it together, but Max can see him slipping. ;3 I tried to add little hints here and there in the stuff around them. I'm hoping to do more of that soon, to show Rick's degrading mental state!!
Whenever I think of the cult in this story I kinda imagine the one from the beginning of the first Sherlock Holmes movie, where they're about to sacrifice a virgin. Bcs there WILL be people in robes and there WILL be sacrifices!! ;333 (No heavy gore though, in any case I will tag it if there are sensitive topics) Maybe a Max in nothing but a robe, who knows uwu
Enjoy!! <3
Sallie Drazzi
2020-10-21 21:04:12 +0000 UTCYuki Kamisama
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