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Ryo Saiyuki Color Ref by Ryoko-Shonen
Ryo Saiyuki Color Ref
I'll be putting up actual colored pictures of her later, but this is just temporary. 

Also posting a picture of her and Yue, colored. 
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It was almost Thanksgiving. Every morning, Cassy would wake up, go to work, come home and pray to God she didn't go over the edge like last time. She’d stare at herself in the mirror and wonder what went wrong. Why did Nickie not want to see her? Why did he not call, he used to check on her once an a while?

Cassy sat on the couch, kicking her shoes off and wiggling out of her slacks. The days at work always made her feel tired and worn out. She ran her hand through her hair, sighing softly. This was frustrating, spending every day as lonely as it gets. She had been invited out every night but she always declined. Sophie's death hit her harder than any death she had ever caused.

While wallowing in self pity, her phone started to buzz. She grabbed it, hoping to see Nickie's number pop up. Instead, it was one of the girls she worked with for the past few weeks. The nice temp girl. She picked up, and there was some loud talking in the background.

"Cassy! Cassy, why aren't you here?!" She giggled rather drunkenly, and started yelling to someone near her. She came back to the phone she was laughing, "Cassy, please come out to Electric! I know you hate clubs but come oooon. There are cute guys! Or- Or girls. I don't know what'll float your boat, but come out!"

Cassy sighed, closing her eyes, "Lauren, look. I'm tired, and I just got my shoes off. Maybe another night."

"No, absolutely not! You promised me a week ago we would go out, so PLEASE, get over here!" He lowered her voice the best she could, but with the music blaring in the background, she was still yelling. "Come on, I'll get you drunk and we can do walks of shame in the mornin'. Pleeeease?"

Cassy sighed, looking at her ceiling. It took her a moment to decide, but she sighed, nodding to herself. "Fine. Fine, but just this once, got it? I'm serious, I hate clubs." Her agreement was met with excited screaming. Cassy shook her head, hanging up and calmly standing.

The Blood was sitting in her usual spot on the armchair, watching Cassy with an amused smile. "What, no staying home to watch horror movies tonight?" She stood, following Cassy to the bathroom. She slid her bottom onto the sink, her eyes narrowing at Cassy's usual silence. "You have to talk to me some time, Cassandra. You won't get rid of me, y'know. I'll just sit here and remind you every day. I'll remind you Nickie left you, Lilly won't talk to you." She stroked Cassy's cheek and neck with the back of her hand, "I'm all you have, so you better start talking, princess."

Cassy turned to face her, eyes hard. "Not today, bitch. I'm done with this." She swiped her arm at the Blood and she was just gone. With a deep breath and relief that she was now alone, she started to apply make up, excited for the possibility of a night with friends.

Not even an hour and she was inside the club, searching for the pretty redhead she that had called her out in the first place. Once she approached the bar, she could hear a high pitched laugh coming from one of the seats at the bar. Singling in on it, she approached the bar.

Lauren was like what you'd expect an angel to look like. She was beautiful and kind and honestly, it killed Cassy that she had so much trouble connecting to her.

But Lauren had no problem with Cassy. She ran over to her, threw her arms around her like they were old friends. She was buying Cassy drinks and telling her how pretty she is, and she could feel something stirring inside her. After an hour of playing this game, Cassy leaned in and pressed her lips against Lauren's ear, talking above the music. "Wanna get out of here?"

Lauren looked like it was Christmas. She nodded quickly. They two stumbled for the door and waited for a cab, Lauren whispering in Cassy's ear and playing with her hair. As soon as it pulled up, they stumbled in together and and just couldn't keep their hands off each other.

It was on. As soon as the two got through her front door, Cassy was trying to tear Lauren's clothes off, She had her fingers tangled in her hair, they were kissing, and nearly tripping over furniture. Before they were even to the bedroom door, Lauren was just in her underwear and Cassy still her her bra on. In an almost frenzy, Cassy shoved her on the bed, climbing on top of her.

Lauren was so obviously drunk and Cassy was pretty much there herself. She grabbed her face and kissed the red head with a hunger and force that she'd never seen before. Her need for another human's touch consumed her and caused her to collide with this poor temp. Cassy tangled her fingers into those long red locks, pressing her body against the taller girls.

Lauren laughed while kissing her, the two rolling on the bed so she was on top. She pulled away, slowly making her way down between Cassy's legs. "You've never been with a woman, right?" Cassy nodded her head, panting. "Then let me show you how well we do it, princess." She kissed Cassy's thighs and winked at her from her lower position.

Cassy laid her head back on the bed, losing herself in moans of pleasure. She gripped her bed and tried to not squirm too much. She forgot what an orgasm felt like, and by god did she miss it.

Her happiness didn't last long. She opened her eyes and nearly choked mid-moan. The Blood was hovering over her, her smile twisted into some sickening grin. She leaned close to Cassy's ear, whispering in a sing song voice, "You shouldn't have messed with me, Cassandra~"

Before she knew what was happening, she wrapped her legs around Lauren's neck, twisting so they both fell to the ground. Lauren let out a surprised yelp, blinking in confusion. Cassy grabbed her by her neck, and Lauren started struggling. The smile on Cassy's face twisted to match the Blood's. Cassy stood and forced Lauren to her feet. She tried to scream but as Cassy's eyes began to glow, Lauren's vocal cords froze. She tried to struggle.

The blood was getting some sick satisfaction at watching this poor girl, naked, drunk and terrified, fight against Cassy. She smacked at her, and when she scratched Cassy's face, she lost it. Cassy slammed her against the wall, snarling at her now. "Don't you fucking touch me!"

This time, she didn't remember what happened. Cassy woke up with sunrise peeking through her window. She sat up slowly from her spot on the bed, looking around the room slowly. She let out a terrified scream as she realized there was blood covering her nearly naked body. The night before rushed into her head, and she scrambled up.

There was no body, just the blood that was dried on her skin. In a complete panic, she shot out of bed, looking for any signs that maybe, just maybe, that poor girl was still alive.

After searching her house, she finally couldn't take it anymore. She didn't even bother with showering, she just pulled on her dress from the night before and ran out the door, getting in her car and taking off for Nickie's house. She always turned to him, and she knew it wasn't fair, but she didn't know what else to do.

He was passed out on his couch when she started knocking on the door frantically. The mascara was running down her cheeks and she was sure to have looked beyond pathetic, but he let her in anyways. As she sat on the couch, he wrapped a blanket around her shoulders and made her some tea, frowning and sitting as far from her as the room would allow.

Cassy stared into the cup quietly, trying to get herself under control again. She couldn't even meet his eyes. This was so dumb to her, she couldn't even start a conversation with him. He had told her to stay away from him and she had respected that but here, now. All she wanted was for her to hug her and tell her everything was okay.

Nickie finally broke the silence, attempting to be the non-judging friend. "So... How'd it happen this time? She working on a project with you?"

She just continued to shake her head, staring down at the floor. "No... No she was a temp, but, uh... She was trying to be my friend... I don't... I don't talk to people at work, and she was the first one I wanted to talk to." She shook her head, not watching Nickie's cold face. For some reason, she couldn't stop thinking of Lauren's pretty hair. Words just started spilling out of her mouth. "And Nickie, I was so lonely, I went to the club to meet up with her and we got a little drunk- We took a cab and ended up at my house and I didn't mean to, but next thing I knew we were in bed and-"

Nickie's look flipped. His head snapped towards her, eyes narrowed, "You SLEPT with her?!"

Cassy seemed surprised at his tone. "What? Well, technically, no, we didn't get very far." In that exact moment, Cassy remembered why she had always tried to keep Nickie calm. He looked like he was struggling as he paced. Rather suddenly, he punched his wall, putting a hole right through the drywall. Cassy jumped and stood quickly, setting her tea down, "Nickie! Nickie, calm-"

"Don't you DARE tell me to calm down, Cassy! What is your problem?!" He knocked books off of the shelf next to him. It was like a light switch, and she had no idea how to stop it. "Why do you always come to me with this?!" He grabbed his head, but lashed out again, the skin on his hands suddenly reeking of burning. His hands burst into flames as he started wrecking things in his living room.

Cassy backed to the door, looking around quickly. She didn't want to watch him destroy his living room, but she didn't want him to hate her for what would happen next. In an act of desperation, she tried to walk towards him, "Nickie, I-"

"DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!" He turned on her and cornered her, slamming his hands against the wall on either side of her. He had her trapped between his arms and was almost nose to nose with her. He was panting and ready to rage havoc on his own home.

This was the closest she had been to him since their kiss in the car. He had soot on his face, dark circles under his eyes. He must not be sleeping again. He used to have so much trouble with that. She looked into his eyes, and she could see he was lost in his own emotions. Quickly, she reached up and grabbed his face, and before he could jerk away, he dropped to the ground, out cold.

Cassy crouched next to him, checking that he was just knocked out. Satisfied that he was still breathing, she grabbed a pillow and her blanket and made him comfortable on the floor, writing a quick note for him for when he woke up. After that, she left.

Nickie,

I'm so sorry. I always drag you into my problems. I won't bother you again. I'm sorry I didn't come to you sooner, but I just want you to know, I still love you.

ALways,
Cassy
+Kill or Be Killed+ 5
So I've continued this series, hoping to get back into writing. Cassy is my baby. 
I'll be setting up chapter links shortly.
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  • Watching: Resident Evil
  • Drinking: Angry Orchard
1) What is your favorite food? (I'm hungry, shut up!)
    Raw Green Beans. Mmm~

2) What do you enjoy most about DeviantArt?
    Checking up on old artists I love.

3)What inspires you to be an artist?

    The desire to get all of these fucking thoughts and images out of my head. I have to put them somewhere, right?

4) If you could be in any (show/cartoon/anime) of your choice, what would it be?

    Oh. Oh god. That's so... X-men. 

5) How old would you say you feel mentally?
    Twelve.


6) Name your dream vacation?

   Going to Cancun, Mexico for a week with Bruce. Just the two of us, the sun, water, and possibly drug cartels.

7) What is your favorite type of music?

    Alternative. Or Nicki Minaj

8) Pet?

    Hero, my beautiful Husky.

9) Favorite season?

    Spring.

10) Are you annoyed yet?
    I'm always annoyed.
The two siblings were excited because today was a special day. It was the day they waited for every week, when their mom would get them all dressed for their trip to the beach.

As the flowers on the cherry trees started to bloom, Toda looked at the ocean in the distance. She felt an excited shiver creep up her spine. She always loved the ocean. Her smile grew wider as their house appeared in the distance. She grabbed Miyuki's hand and the two of them started walking quicker.

Miyuki reached for the door, smiling brightly as he threw the door open.

"Mama!" Toda yelled. She dropped her bag next to her shoes and let go of Miyuki's hand. Her socks slipped slightly on the wood floor as she ran towards the depths of the house. "Mama, we're home! Lets go to the beach!" There was no response to her yells.

Miyuki frowned as he made it to her side, looking in the rooms. "Maybe she isn't home yet?"

She scowled faintly, looking up the stairs. It was dark other than a small sliver of light. "I think she's upstairs." Quietly, the two climbed the stairs on all fours, trying to get a peek at what was going on. They could hear frantic whispers and hushed voices coming from their mother's room.

As they crept closer, they could start making out words and sentences. "But...lot of blood... Sorry... Sooner." Toda's face twisted into a small frown, getting right up next to the door. Finally, she could make out her mother's tearful voice. The sound of water swishing around caught her attention even more. "I'll make sure you're patched up enough to return in the next few days. Oh man, if anyone knows you're here, Rin, I'm in so much trouble. He got your tail fin real good..."

Toda looked at Miyuki quickly, and the two of them opened the door in excitement. When they caught a glimpse of the scene before them, both of their smiles dropped

and turned to terror.

Ryo looked up quickly, eyes rimmed with red. She had blood staining her scrubs and smudged on her face. She stood quickly, unable to stop them from seeing the injured form in the bathtub. Rin's exhausted form rested on the edge of the bathtub. His face formed a small smile, and he weakly held his arms open as the twins darted past Ryo. They grabbed onto his battered arms, giving him the biggest hugs they could manage.

"Papa! We were gonna see you today! Mama, why is papa at home??"

Ryo ran a hand through her disheveled hair and sighed, "Papa got into a fight with uncle Haru. He's dumb and tends to get beaten up."

Miyuki nuzzled up under Rin's chin, smiling brightly, "Papa isn't dumb, Mama! He're really awesome~" The twins turned their attention to Ryo, who slowly sat on the floor with them. "Is papa gonna stay with us?"

Ryo looked at Rin, frowning deeply. Rin blinked at them and then gave a small smile to Ryo. "If mama is okay with it, I'm going to just hang in the tub for a few days."

She had a small smile on her face and Toda reached over and wiped a tear off her face. "I think mama would enjoy that."
Tales from Iwatobi 1
This is from the really weird mer-verse that :iconcompletelykoi: and I have been talking about.

Get ready for some short stories from this universe
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"Poppy! Poppy, daddy is on tv!" The small boy was running with a stuffed dolphin hanging from his hands. His eyes were wide in excitement. He ran to the man in the kitchen, pulling at his shirt hem.

Ryo looked down at his son, unable to tell him the race on the television was just a recording. He gave a bright smile, crouching down and picking up the five year old. "Daddy's on tv?" He asked, "Well, maybe we should watch. You have to coach dad when he gets home, right?"

Akane giggled, his big brown eyes turning back to the screen. "Daddy and Uncle Rin too! Look, uncle sharknado!"

Trying to keep a straight face, Ryo walked to the living room with him in his arms, gently sitting on the couch. "Yeah, uncle Rin and daddy are racing. Who do you think is going to win?"

Akane's face quickly turned back to Ryo, a confused look crossing it for a moment. "Daddy. Daddy always wins." Before Ryo could respond, Akane puffed his chest out proudly. "Daddy always wins because we're a good fan club! An' we always cheer him on! An' he's the bestest!"

He felt a lump in his throat, gently hugging the child to him, "Oh man, tell that to daddy when he gets back, okay? I'm sure he'll love to hear that." Akane nodded and Ryo sat back with him, gently stroking his hair. He could feel the child dozing off against his chest, and smiled when he realized Akane had worn himself out with al the excitement. "Alright, little fish. Time for bed." As gently as he could, Ryo stood with Akane, ready to take him to his room.

The front door opened, and in walked a very tired looking man. He dropped his sports bag on the ground next to the door, yawning quietly. As he looked into the living room, a small smile spread across his face. "Hey there, Shibe."

Ryo made a small face, trying to not smile as he approached him. "Haru, you said you'd be home an hour ago. Akane watched your race and passed out."

Haru smiled gently at the snoozing boy, gently running a hand over his head, "I know, I got stuck in traffic. I'm sorry." He gently  kissed Akane's head, then gave Ryo a quick kiss on the cheek. "Did he say he wanted to coach me again?"

Ryo shook his head quietly, carefully handing Akane to him, "No, he said you always win because you're the best. I swear, you're his idol."

Haru shrugged, walking with him towards the small bedroom. He carefully put Akane on the ocean bedspread, pulling the covers back and putting him under them. "I'm sure he'll start coaching me at breakfast." He made sure to tuck him in with his little stuffed animals, reaching in his pocket quickly and sliding a little stuffed jelly fish under Akane's arm.

Ryo sighed, putting a hand on Haru's shoulder, "Haru, you need to stop buying him stuffed animals. Do you know how many he lines up in front of the tv?"

Haru snorted softly, amused, "All of them?" He looked at Ryo, and the smile dropped, "Really? All of them? Jeeze..." He stood, stretching quietly. He wasn't fully standing when he felt a gently tug on his sweatshirt. He looked behind him and saw Akane's tiny hand gripping it. He felt the small smile return and he looked at Ryo, "Sorry, Ryo. Looks like he claimed me tonight."

Ryo laughed softly, kissing Haru's cheek as he sat back down. "That's fine. He's missed you. But you're sleeping with me tomorrow night, mister."

Haru carefully climbed on the bed, letting Akane cuddle up to him in his sleep. It was the happiest he'd seen his child in a while, and he was pleased with just that. As he closed his eyes and yawned, he dozed off with his son wrapped around his waist.
Fan Club
This is the dumbest drabble ever omfg kill me now i love this stupid family    
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Ryoko-Shonen
Shelly (AKA Ryo-chan)
United States
The ID says it all.

Current Residence: Hueco Mundo ;3
deviantWEAR sizing preference: Your mom
Print preference: ...Huh?
Favourite genre of music: Yes.
Operating System: Vista
MP3 player of choice: None at the moment...
Shell of choice: Um... Turtle?
Wallpaper of choice: Ones that don't fall off the wall!
Skin of choice: Mine XD
Favourite cartoon character: Ooo, tough o- JOHNNY THE HOMICIDAL MANIAC!- ne...
Personal Quote: "It's illegal in every state...except Kentucky..."
Interests
  • Watching: Resident Evil
  • Drinking: Angry Orchard
1) What is your favorite food? (I'm hungry, shut up!)
    Raw Green Beans. Mmm~

2) What do you enjoy most about DeviantArt?
    Checking up on old artists I love.

3)What inspires you to be an artist?

    The desire to get all of these fucking thoughts and images out of my head. I have to put them somewhere, right?

4) If you could be in any (show/cartoon/anime) of your choice, what would it be?

    Oh. Oh god. That's so... X-men. 

5) How old would you say you feel mentally?
    Twelve.


6) Name your dream vacation?

   Going to Cancun, Mexico for a week with Bruce. Just the two of us, the sun, water, and possibly drug cartels.

7) What is your favorite type of music?

    Alternative. Or Nicki Minaj

8) Pet?

    Hero, my beautiful Husky.

9) Favorite season?

    Spring.

10) Are you annoyed yet?
    I'm always annoyed.

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shadowinccomics Featured By Owner Dec 4, 2013  Student Traditional Artist
aftermarow
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lia-brisa Featured By Owner Aug 24, 2013  Professional General Artist

Thanks a lot for the fave!!! :hug:


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VVednesdays Featured By Owner May 14, 2013
SHELLY ; o ;
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Ryoko-Shonen Featured By Owner May 16, 2013
What up?
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VVednesdays Featured By Owner May 18, 2013
NM I misss you!!!! ; o ;
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Ryoko-Shonen Featured By Owner May 19, 2013
Awe, I miss you too :c
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shadowinccomics Featured By Owner Jan 30, 2013  Student Traditional Artist
hay there its been awhile. how's it been
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Ryoko-Shonen Featured By Owner Jan 30, 2013
Oh man, it has been. Good. Started playing WoW and got engadged.
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shadowinccomics Featured By Owner Jan 31, 2013  Student Traditional Artist
ah, its a good game but im not into mmo's :P
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EnderTheory Featured By Owner Sep 6, 2012   General Artist
Thanks for the llama! :iconhappymeowplz:
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