I'm Just Browsing Through Old Posts On DC Douglas' Blog For Shits And Giggles. The Fact That Gunther

I'm just browsing through old posts on DC Douglas' blog for shits and giggles. The fact that Gunther thinks Berkut is "huggable" makes me smile. Someone do fanart of that, cuz I'm too lazy to.

Hey, all you Shura fangirls and fanbois (I know y'all are out there), since you love ya boi so much, maybe you’d like to read another fan’s take on his tragic tale? Granted, I probably haven’t put as much thought into him as all of you, but I still think I did Fates’ best pirate (ninja/theif/trickshot enthusiast) justice.

I threw together a quick Nerr reff, cuz it’s hard to keep track of all her scars. One day, I might write a bio if anyone’s interested. And if anyone’s read my fics, this is post “The Rising Dark” Nerr, so you might remember some of these wounds. I might do her “The Falling Light” look later.

A white, long sleeved tunic, black tights and black gloves are her standard clothes. She wears that under her Nohr Noble armor (if any awesome ppl ever draw her, don’t worry about it tho). She’s pretty damn muscular (with a personal trainer like Gunther, how can she not be?), though most of her bulk is in her legs. She loves running and flipping. The sidetail is her default hairstyle, because she has no idea how to do anything else with it, but she wears a fishtail braid to sleep (and when she doesn’t feel like undoing it in the morning). She always, ALWAYS wears that butterfly hairpin. It’s actually a copy, because the original was completely broken, but she refused to stop wearing it.

The scar on her face was from her battle with Nishiki (Kaden). The Kitsune’s tails are laced with their corrosive saliva, which is why, unlike most scars, it can’t be fully healed.

The discoloration on her chest isn’t hair, it’s a… let’s say magic skin graft. If you can imagine someone getting shot in the chest with a double barrel shotgun, that about approximates the injury she endured. She wears high necked clothes to conceal it.

It’s hard to see, but she only has half of her left ear (her ears are longer than Corrin’s, about Nowi’s length). The top half was cut off by Fuuga (completely by accident, but still). As such, you can usually see her right ear sticking out from her hair from a front view, but not the left. It still has a scalloped edge, but is about the size of a normal human ear.

The veins on her left arm aren’t discolored; that’s a fractal scar branching out from a cauterized burn left by the Raijinto. If you don’t know what fractal scars are, google “lightning scars”. They’re usually temporary, but since the Raijinto is magic, it’s effects last much longer, including very severe neuropathy.

The weird, centipede-looking scar on both her front and back is the result of a run-in with a Wyrmslayer. Unlike the other scars, which are flat due to scar tissue growing to replace the missing flesh, Wyrmslayers cauterize a dragon’s skin, meaning no new flesh can grow. That wound is essentially just stitched together with magic, and will never heal.

That massive patch of jagged skin on her back is the result of one of Takumi’s Fuujin arrows blowing a hole in her right wing (in her dragon form). Since a third of her back is scar tissue, she can’t move as fluidly as she used to.

The crescent on her stomach is the result of an emergency cesarean section she had to undergo at the hands of a shade-tree surgeon in the middle of Nowhere, Hoshido, to deal with a missed miscarriage turned septic. It’s assumed it was due to the unsanitary conditions of a large battalion of soldiers, but the truth is that dragons (especially the ancient breeds of manaketes) are usually infertile, and those that aren’t can take dozens of attempts to concieve, to say nothing of actually having a live birth.

And of course, there’s all the random scars from where she got shot with arrows all over her arms and legs. Fun fact- steel arrows can penetrate plate armor. Not very deeply in most cases, but deep enough to leave a scar unless you’ve got chain mail or a pretty thick gambeson on underneath.

"They smiled as their son blew out his birthday candles, hearts heavy with the knowledge that they would never again witness it."

Produce an emotionally moving one-sentence story.

When bish be so proud of the sketch she don't wanna ruin it with ink (I'm still gonna ink it cuz my sketches are messy and illegible)