AUs and Art

Occassionally things might slide towards NSFW territory, and, in general, there will be het, m/m, and f/f drawings here. Please do not borrow/use any of my work without asking first. You can find me several places around the Internet: DeviantArt, LiveJournal, AO3 Art Tag, Fan Art Tag

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Werewolf Hunter AU- Good Cop, Bad Cop 

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“I’ve, uh, got something to ask you.”

“What is it?” Skuld looks around from the road to Erik, who’s cramped up in the passenger seat. Skuld is not what you might call a natural passenger, so she ends up driving more often than not- leaving Erik to squeeze himself into the passenger seat of the car, which was not built with six-foot-odd Rorikstead farmboys in mind. Erik’s gotten intimately acquainted with his knees over the past few months.

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The hospital in Whiterun is of a decent size, sitting just south of the center of town, a large building of tinted windows and white-painted cement. It’s a newer building, taking the place of the older hospital which had not been large enough for the growing populace.

Erik doesn’t like hospitals. They smell like sickness to him, even when they are scrubbed clean, and walking down corridors and seeing nurses and doctors moving about, patients, those waiting to be treated, it’s all a bit much.

He and Skuld are taken to the room where Severio Pelagia rests. The man looks better than Erik imagines he did several days ago, but he still looks terribly unhealthy, the skin beneath his eyes looking bruised and delicate, bandages on his face and arms, and more hidden beneath blankets. He looks up as they enter, eyes flicking between the two of them.

“Ah, hello,” he says. Erik has met Severio a few times before, and the weariness in the man’s voice is not usual.

Erik shoots Skuld a look, just in case. He can never be quite certain how things will go.