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Ulquiorra X Orihime. by Invidia1988
Ulquiorra X Orihime.
The original drawing comes from :icondannex009: This person is amazing for their drawing. You can view their version here

Lineart by :iconmokonablanca2012: They're awesome seriously. The link to the lineart is here -

I redid it from the old lines because I improved since then and here we are. In time for V-day. I love it hopefully all you do too.
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The next day after that night, two grim reminders were left in front of the women’s keep, drained of their blood and left in ruins of their bodies, Vera and her sister had defeated looks on their faces in their deaths. Another older yet younger in appearance woman takes over Vera’s position and ushers the women along to do their jobs for the day.

Two burly large men appear and collect the corpses and places them into a furnace in the underway. The distinct smell of burning flesh fills the halls for a while as the girls were cremated. Windows were opened upon the Countess’ order to be-rid of that stench.

Kiya worked on the upper levels being taught the other rooms and assigned the west wing to keep watch and entertain guests when they arrived. Her unique beauty pleasing to the noblemen each giving a crude comment. The Countess instantly barks for Kiya to leave at once for the attention was drawn off of her for an instant.

"Yes, My Lady Countess." Kiya says, and leaves the room after leaving the tray for tea and treats behind. She finds herself wandering down the hallways, and seeing other devices that are instruments for torture to death. Her eyes being burned with the memory of Vera’s mangled corpse, and her sister’s punctured body was enough to stave off her hunger for the day itself. She finds herself roaming aimless, and sees why those girls possessed such defeated stares or fear in their tired eyes.

Later that evening Kiya doesn’t say anything as the preparations are made for dinner. The other servants tried hard to reserve some back, but when the countess found out they’re attempt to have a good meal that night, she ordered the rest of the food to be dumped as slop for pigs.

The girls at least half of them went hungry, there were new girls brought in again, and like herself. There was a girl that came from a foreign land, she has sleek black hair and almost black colored eyes, skin darker than she had seen skin be. Kiya makes friends with her, learning her name as Seline.

Seline could not speak but wrote things down, speaking in silence and communicating. For a brief moment the others hold a moment of happiness even if they know potentially short lived. They all went further down into the dungeon area to be able to hold a party of their own while there was the banquet above.
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Over the few years since Kiya’s arrival, there was a period of peace where the killings ceased for a bit, with the countess leaving for every few other week on collection of girls from other towns in her region. During the absences, the women were happier knowing their lives were prolonged a bit longer. A mild celebration in those that had birthdays as well as collecting the remains and going out into the woods to bury or burn the bodies in reverence.
Long gotten use to walking on eggshells around the Blood countess, and knowing the time is limited, depending on how they treat the Countess herself, by obeying every word.

Kiya and her mother Runa settled into their routines, Kiya becoming more adept in the kitchen and maintaining a certain level of order, while her mother took over the in charge maids in the above keep. The peace was kept, but they were kept tabs on by advisors or people that were close to The Countess, and when word started getting back that the women were “happy” by these tyrant people in the castle. Elizabeth was far from happy about it, and for it, when she returned, she had organized that there be a new banquet and party for celebration of her return.
Kiya and her mother were brought to the surface, and under a disguise of good faith, The Countess had taken Kiya to let her have fun, along with Runa, it was a celebration after all, and through it, the night was peaceful. The other women around were weary of The Countess’ generosity, even at the ushering of the other upper hand keep.

The new women were introduced to the way of life while the celebrations went on. The uneasiness that the older women that were brought in felt soon wore off and were led into that false sense of security. The night itself was almost ebbing off the cruelty that the castle hides in it’s ivory walls.

Kiya and Runa were led down hallways back to the main floor itself by the Countess and fear started to creep into Runa as she see’s the men they’ve come to know as executioners appear. Runa instantly stands in front of her daughter, and starts moving backwards pushing her to a corner where she holds her position to protect her.

The men start taking random young girls that were brought up for the celebration and slaughtered before their eyes creating a blood bath in the middle of a once ivory marble floor.Screams were heard as people realized that this was a death trap, and the people that were brought into that room were all old servants. Kiya and Runa started to move back more and when one of the men tries to separate them, Elizabeth barks an order to leave the younger one, but to grab Runa. Elizabeth giving the men keen glares to not harm Kiya for now.

Realization set in heavily at what those words meant, and Kiya holds onto her mother firm, only to be pulled back and held away. Her arms was held behind her back and her senses were knocked with a shake from the man behind her. Kiya’s eyes widen when she sees Elizabeth in front of Runa and with a sword, she raises the sword and with the blade pointed, The countess runs it through her chest. Runa lets out a scream of pain, and stares in disbelief, but that doesn’t stop there. Elizabeth repeats this, piercing the woman more times than they can be counted.
When Runa falls limp, is when she is dropped like a ragdoll, and when Kiya is let go of. Kiya instantly runs over to her and buries her face into her mother’s chest and fresh sobs could be heard as she cries. There was no comfort for her, and Elizabeth made sure that she wouldn’t find any in her keep. The countess made a point to kick Kiya in her back and barks an order to clean up the blood.

Kiya looks up to see she is the only one left alive in that room, and understands fully that this was to rip apart her being. Regretful she does as she is ordered, starting with her mother and taking care to clean up her blood first above every other person that was dead. The night was long and by the time she returned down to the lower levels a “gift” was left for her on the straw cot, Elizabeth after getting the bodies taken out, ordered Runa’s head to be left for Kiya as a comfort.

Kiya places a cloth over the head, and one of the guards that takes sympathy over what happened, goes out of his way to collect the remains and cremates them with the others.
Days had passed since Kiya's mother's death, and the mourning wasn't easy, she is vigorously taunted by Elizabeth. In the day that followed the death, Kiya was brought up to the banquet room and made to clean it over till it was spotless, and if she did horribly she received beatings for it. Some of the beatings hard enough to break a rib or two, leaving her doubled over in private. The other women faired worse some she never saw again, Seline being one of them, she was used in one of the rituals the woman uses to keep herself rejuvenated and young. The foreign and more intricate they looked, the better.
Kiya bounces back from the inner turmoil, and instead of letting Elizabeth see her defeated, she holds her ground and an untouchable approach, as if she was guarded alone or her will was unbending to The Countess, such a thing left the woman perplexed. Elizabeth loved to see her servants broken and in shattered states of mind, none of them would oppose her, and she loved the look of fear in their eyes as she tore their skin.

Elizabeth had taken the last bit of dignity so far Kiya held, and she wouldn’t subject her to the men of the castle otherwise she was useless to her as a virgin needed. She was waiting for the right time, needing her to “ripen” in age to see if she would provide her with a good youthful look or ugly like the last few young girls were. The ones she had snared when they were young, did not age to her eyes, and were mercilessly executed as a result, and fed to wolves.

It was during the summer peaks in 1609 that Elizabeth starts noticing the odd beauty that comes from the Norwegian blood girl. From sleek dark hair, to a pale complexion due to lack of sunlight, soot that covered her face did not take away from her appearance, but it was those eyes, mesmerizing green and seemed to stare through her soul. Those eyes alone would hold fire as they glared at her, and she knew Kiya was glaring at her ever since Runa’s death, and with her also the cause of her father’s death.

Elizabeth puts Kiya on a specific diet from her last birthdate to sweeten up her blood and make sure she is healthy, Kiya accepts it as a means to eat healthy and instead of being beaten daily she is now placed into the higher chambers like special selected women are before they’re used in rituals. Kiya knows of this, but is not in a position to fight back. At least she doesn’t intend to make it look that way on surface glance.
So haven't updated in forever. Thank you to all of those that have liked, faved, and enjoyed the art I've brought over the last few years. Really I appreciate that you like what I've done or that I do.

My real passion lays in writing still, which brings me to what this journal is about. I've put into motion, my story I've had simmering in my brain for roughly 14+ years. Lots of studying had to be done so I can make this work, research or metaphysicals down to mythology to make certain things work. I am going to try and keep up with my blog on tumblr here where I'm posting a page a day. So if I don't always upload onto DA, make sure you have a tumblr and are following me there for updates. I feel good about this and I'm going to be working hard to well hopefully bring a successful story about.
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I'm a writer and occasionally I attempt to art stuff or color. I do alot with writing or photography than I do actually drawing.

I have original stories and the occasional fanfiction of a series. Currently writing in the Bleach fandom and my own original stuff.

I do not give permission easy to people for my written works or characters used. So unless I'm free-writing something you'll have to catch me on those moments.

Anything concerning my original story, my original characters, or drabbles be it short or a few chapters is completely off limits. I'll give permission when I grant it to select people. But do not continually ask me if you can use my characters, story, or things I come up with without first consulting me. I'm strict with my rules there and bug me enough times I will ban.

In other words. No permission granted. Steal you regret it.

I need points x.x anyone generous enough to donate?…

Current Residence: Hell
Favourite genre of music: a little bit of everything.
Favourite photographer: Hochie
Favourite style of art: Traditional and digital. I like high quality art. And the best I've seen are on here.
Operating System: windows 7
MP3 player of choice: Spotify
Shell of choice: nani?
Wallpaper of choice: Anything that fits my mood.
Skin of choice: Maverick Blue, amethyst night.
Favourite cartoon character: Mostly villains, Ulquiorra Cifer, Envy, Ganondorf, ect
Personal Quote: Kiya's Quote: "We all will die someday, just some will die sooner than others. There is no changing that fate, for if we try to change it then we're fools who can't accept the laws of being alive. Even the undead. Even moreso... me."

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Yagakoro Featured By Owner Nov 12, 2014  Professional Digital Artist
( 'w' )y just visiting! hope you're doing fine
Invidia1988 Featured By Owner Jan 14, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Hey Erin! I'm sorry I never got back to you just things have been kind of chaotic and I just forget to reply to people these days. x.x I'm doing well in a physical stance starting the year off well with actually working on original things and stories. I have a tumblr now so I'm more on that than here.
Yagakoro Featured By Owner Jan 15, 2015  Professional Digital Artist
~( ' w ' )/ oooh that's awesome! send me a message/note sometime when you're free. I'm just here being wiggly and stuff
Tzio-Cdm Featured By Owner Jul 17, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanks for the fav ^___^ 
Invidia1988 Featured By Owner Jul 19, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Welcome lovely one~
clumsydemonwithfire Featured By Owner Jun 30, 2014   General Artist
Thanks for the fave! :D
Invidia1988 Featured By Owner Jul 19, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Welcome lovely~
SurfTiki Featured By Owner May 23, 2014  Professional Traditional Artist
Thanks for the Support!
Invidia1988 Featured By Owner May 23, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
No problem. I really like it, will it be alright if I give those lines color?
SurfTiki Featured By Owner May 23, 2014  Professional Traditional Artist
Go for it, just make sure you give the penciler and inker(s) credit and i would love to see it once its been posted.
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