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kaylinalexanderbooks · 2 days

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OC interview

Thanks to @bloodmoonloveletter here, @mk-writes-stuff here, @illarian-rambling here, and @elsie-writes here!

Last did Wade here.

Doing Jazlyn now because I don't talk about her enough and I'd like to develop her character more!

Are you named after anyone?

“Nope. The one and only, girl. I'm just Jazlyn!”

When was the last time you cried?

“Oh, pfft! I don't cry. Maybe out of sheer boredom listening to Dr. Ass-ghar ramble on about her rules and how I'm not following them! Like, girl, I can't help that I have fire powers and lit something on fire! That would be like getting mad that Gabe got a little dirty. Oh, and her meetings are the wooorst. Yeah crying for my life in there.” [It was during Ewan's clarinet solo actually]

Do you have kids?

“Girl, what? I'm not even eighteen yet! Close... I'd love kids, honestly. A lot of them! I'd have so much fun with them!”

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

“Look, I know I come across as someone who uses sarcasm, but I'd rather just flat out say what I'm thinking. Why be like ‘wow that was so riveting’ when I could say, ‘this is the most boring crap I have ever seen in my entire life’? So much easier, no mental hoops. Besides, Ewan is the most oblivious to sarcasm I have ever seen.”

What’s the first thing you notice about people?

“Their confidence level. I can usually tell how someone feels about themselves based on how they stand. Posture is the key, but also what they're doing with their hands.”

What’s your eye colour?

“Brown. With some golden flecks when the light hits them right, according to Ewan.”

Scary movies or happy endings?

“Easy, scary movies. This question is stupid - they aren't opposites. However, nothing is more fun than a horror movie. Love getting the blood pumping. Yelling at the characters for being massive dummies is also the best. Horror is the most entertaining to watch with others. Ewan thank the Lord is also a horror enthusiast. We make a habit to have at least one or two horror movie nights a month.”

Any special talents?

“Oh, several. I am pretty athletic. Took cheerleading a while back and now I am on my high school basketball team. At first, I wasn't sure I would like basketball - my coach in middle school pulled me aside and recommended it due to my height, but I love it now. I am also getting pretty good at learning archery. Lighting the arrows on fire makes that more exciting. I am also pretty good at martial arts and my pyrokinesis. Working on breathing fire without burning my throat. Thank the Lord I have Wade to heal me so I can try again!”

Where were you born?

“I was born in flippin' Utah. I know--lily white state, you'd never guess. Ewan and I plan to move somewhere else once we can. Can you believe he was born in Alium? That ain't fair.”

Do you have any pets?

“Ewan and I plan to one day get a dog. We have been planning on moving in together for a while.”

What sort of sports do you play?

“Like I said, basketball. I would love to learn how to play this Alii fireball sport. It's very similar to basketball, but pyrokinetics pass around fire. That sounds like so much fun, man. Did you know they have to keep a healer at each game because not all pyrokinetics are immune to fire? And the audience can get hit too if they're not careful! This sounds like such a fun sport.”

How tall are you?

“I have finally passed six-foot-three. Alii heights are a blessing and a curse.”

What was your favourite subject in school?

“I hope you tell me PE counts as a subject cause I ain't saying anything else. School sucks, girl. I have gotten detention for the lamest reasons imaginable.”

What is your dream job?

“I would love to be in sales. Something about convincing people to do what I want is inticing. Planning on getting a marketing degree when I go to college next year.”

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Are you named after anyone? When was the last time you cried? Do you have kids? Do you use sarcasm a lot? What’s the first thing you notice about people? What’s your eye colour? Scary movies or happy endings? Any special talents? Where were you born? Do you have any pets? What sort of sports do you play? How tall are you? What was your favourite subject in school? What is your dream job?

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ennaku-sirri-da · 7 months

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The Bond between a newly out bi man and his repressed straight best friend

Plaintext: The Bond between a newly out bi man and his repressed straight best friend

[ ID: Traditional fanart of the game Smile For Me with Dr Habit and Kamal Bora. But as AU versions from the artists AU Roseverse.

Now there are changes from canon in the artist's AU versions. Kamal looks older with wrinkling skin and sagging jowls, a more bent and crooked nose. His build is thicker too. His medium-length and wavy, messy hair is greying and shot through with white streaks. He has relatively bushy brows. His eyes look tired. His face shows some chin stubble and pockmarks, some scars from picking them. He wears a full-handed buttoned shirt and wiggly striped pants, barefeet.

Habit is a marionette type of doll. His face is gaunt with a prominent chin. He too has more wrinkles and is fur-covered. The undersides of the eye-pieces have deep eyebags too, and ruffles around the eyepieces. Round stickers make up both his freckled cheeks. He wears dark lipstick and his mouth shows broken teeth inside. He has a thin stache along with chin hair. He is balding on one side. He is kind of a thinner build. From the part of his hand shown we can see his long claws. He wears a long faux fur coat with long high-heeled and ribboned boots.

They are drawn more roughly and sketchily. Kamal's figure suggests a slumping posture inclined to back bending and Habit shows a little similarly.

The whole piece is uncolored, pencil on paper except a few parts. The bouquet Habit hands to Kamal is made up of flowers drawn out in vivid pink, purple and blue sketchpen-colors of the bisexual flag. Various shades of green are also used for the leaves - along with red, yellow, sepia and brown for the crumply bouquet bottom-wrap. Near Habits head is drawn a red heart filled in with rainbow colors. And behind Kamal's head a mass of big swirls in the very same bisexual colors are gathering fluidly, two points connecting from the flower bunch. Text near them in sketchpen says "Happy Pride"- H and Y are pink, 'app' is purple and Pride is dark blue.

Habit gets down on one heel, one hand resting on that knee and supporting his head as he angles to look at Kamal with tears dripping down his face and a shaky crooked smile. He slightly blushes. His long coat trails along to the back of him. Kamals face is brushing the flowers being thrust at it. He's just barely holding back from crying and seems to be suppressing a smile as well. He fidgets with his legs, maybe shaking. Their hands meet grasping the bouquet as Kamal accepts it from Habit.

The background of the photo shows a bit of the bed I set the paper on. It's red and white, plaid like. End ID]

Gay bro love GAY BRO LOVE the gay bro love......kiss your bro for good luck TODAY

I was possessed while listening to Don't Let Me Down by Chainsmokers... honestly pop songs in general make me go wild frequently. I'm a little typical that way.

Darling,I know, that you'll be there when I need you the most SOBS I think they should get emotional to songs together.

Also yeah I know it's disproportionate. I'm happy with that. I've been trying to not make my figures very solid, it looks good in the end mostly but it's also very taxing. Less definition can lend to expressing personality through form just as well.

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toasteaa · 8 days

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NEUVILLETTE HAS A SISTER??? how does Eclair get along with her? 👀

I'm so sorry anon, this is actually really difficult for me to answer cause I have NO context or frame of reference of what you're referring to 😭

If you mean how I see Furina and Neuvillette's relationship as platonic and familial, Eclair treats Furina just like everyone else does. Well, mostly. She holds a certain respect for the Archon, but there's also a hint of distrust there. Not because Furina did anything specifically, but because she hasn't done anything. But investigating the Archon seems...wrong. So she doesn't and just holds it in the back of her mind.

The closest they've ever gotten to a real conversation was an abrupt request from Furina for a tea party. Something rather quaint and private. It wasn't exactly what Eclair was expecting, far more used to the flamboyant and excitable Archon, but it was nice. Educational in a sense. I think they started understanding each other a bit more after that, but that's about it. I'd like to explore their dynamic a bit more after the prophecy, but that's still a work in progress. Gotta get through the five years before the Traveler even got to Fontaine first!

If you're referring to @anevilbunnyinthehat 's oc Nahtaivel, then I have no idea because they haven't actually interacted! But I love her and I think she's amazing and wnxsjcjejcdk

Don't give Eclair another Sovereign; she's still trying to wrap her head around the fact that she's been courting one already LOL

#toast talks #genshin impacted #oc tag: Eclair Dumont #I'm so sorry anon I really didn't know which one you meant 😭#You all should go check out Nahtaivel btw she's so pretty and I love her and wncjejxej #Also yes Furina did ask Eclair what her intentions with the Chief Justice were and Eclair was like 'I swear I just work for him'#You know. Like a liar trying to hide a crush from your crush's sibling.#Their dynamic is interesting. I'd like to see them interact more in my brain. Especially now that Furina isn't the Archon #BUT YEAH PLEASE GO LOOK AT NAHTAIVEL BECAUSE I LOVE HER

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ingo-ingoing-ingone · 2 months

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could you do me a favor and tag whenever there are ocs in your reblogs? thank you very much

I've so far didn't see much of it on your blog but I just noticed it and I would appreciate it very much.

I can try, but anon, I don't always know what's an OC and what is a canon character in the vast world of Pokémon that I've just never seen before.

Do like minor OCs to fill in gaps in fics count? What about characters who are truly blank slates, like some of the depot agents?

I can try and tag when there's like major OCs but when it comes to minor characters that's where I'm not gonna split hairs.

I guess the tags will be #others ocs and less commonly #my ocs

#anon #I'm not gonna lie I'm giving you a hard side eye as to why you want this #it feels really rude #remember: every single character you know and love is someone's OC #also before anyone @ me: if the very concept of OCs was a trigger I doubt a person with said trigger #would be comfortable with any form of fandom or headcanon or fanfic #maybe I'm wrong but yeah #not in the mood today for figuring this out #anyways OCs are cherished and loved here by the owner of this blog #even if this is a canon character blog not an OC blog #(admittedly I'd reblog more OCs interacting with submas if it wasn't a lot of shipping which isn't my thing)#but when I see OCs interacting with submas in a platonic way I am happy to reblog it :)#sorry if any of this seems rude I'm tired and my mental state is not good #and admittedly. I'm kinda tired of trying to guess what people mean and always giving the benefit of the doubt #please bear with me I'm sorry

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grokebaby · 5 months

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Nan remembers what it was like having siblings.

Her brother - once the smallest daughter, is now old, fat and handsome, and integrated himself into the village. Finding two husbands, and by extension gaining a wife in law. He has lots of children and grandchildren. Siru babysits the lot of them.

Her sister, tall and clawed, never knew when to be quiet. Their father hated this. She never knew when to be quiet, until she slipped out in the heart of night, and was never seen from again. Their father hated this even moreso. He never called their sister by her first name again. Nan always wished he was mourning in secret. Or at all.

She always felt like the last person remembering her sister - though to be fair, her brother was much easier to remember by comparison. He was still here. Visible. She didn't like the siblings separating, but couldn't have left her father and brother behind in pursuit of the lost chickling. And Father Yngve, well.. He was done running after, when someone in his life went.

This all ran through Nan's mind, as she packed a fourth sandwich into the shoulder bag. It was.. Something akin to 3am - She thought, glancing at the grandfather clock in the livingroom. That clock stopped years ago. Siru used to crawl inside it when she was a wee peep. Nan smiled, but it dissolved. Yes, Siru.

She'd always compared her runaway sister to Lassi. Fair comparison, really, even though Lassi made his departure very loud.. Nan stopped to hold herself. But thinking about it now, the circumstances matched Siru better. The oppressive silence around it all. Really, the two women even looked like each other - all thanks to Old man Yngve's genes, most of which Nan hadn't gotten herself.

She heard shuffling. Siru was getting ready to leave again. So Nan had been on time with the preparations afterall. She'd always thought of herself as adaptable. She could hear her daughter trying her damnest to sneak past the kitchen - usually she was good at it, but unbeknownst to Siru, she often got away because Nan let her..

This time would be different.

"Rise and shine Siru darling. I made you some ehh, let's say early breakfast!" Nan said, barely turning back to spot Siru frozen by the doorway, gobsmacked to have been noticed. She didn't reply anything. But Nan was used to that by now.

"You could have one sandwich now or we can just hit the road. I already ate." Nan said, before she could slip away again, walking up to Siru with her bag slung over her shoulder.

".. Huh"

"Ykno.. Get going? Wherever it is you're going - I'm coming along." Nan clarified. Siru still looked a bit flabbergasted, creasing her brows. "No way."

Nan crossed her arms. "Yes way. You just show me where to." Siru's presence tightened at the words, and Nan could tell there was slight panic swirling within her, trying to come up with some excuse to leave her home.

See, Nan had done all this thinking. Unlike back then, now, she could afford to follow when someone was going. She'd let her sister walk out and slip away, same with Lassi. But really all that was left to stay for was the house. Siru of course still came back after her little trips, but really, why not go see where it took her?

Siru opened her mouth after a second of feverish thinking, but Nan stopped her. "Now firstly, I've taken time off work, and secondly if you dare say it's too dangerous for me, you underestimate your old hen!" she proclaimed, tapping the old gash on her jawline. Siru promptly shut her mouth. Nan walked up to the front door with a certainty and confidence, that could not have communicated how deeply she didn't know what might be in store for them. And how deeply she truly worried for her daughter. Speak of whom, was still stalling behind, barely ready to open the front door.

"Guessing you.. don't trust me..?" Nan let out, gaze falling to the floor humbly. Siru scrambled up to her, voice getting caught in her throat. "I-I do, I just.."

"But?"

"I do trust you. But.." Siru trailed off. But not whatever we're going to run into out there - was the implication. Nan tightened the grip on her bag for a bit, leveling her anxious mind. She sighed and took Siru's hand into hers, giving it a squeeze.

"Well, whatever is going on.." Nan looked up to her eyes. "It can't be worse than not having you around anymore. I love you, Siru. No matter what."

Siru seemed struck by her words. Torn, disbelieving even. "No matter what..?" she asked, almost a whisper. It felt gravely serious. Nan patted the back of Siru's palm with her other hand, putting a smile on her face. "Well of course, if you're up to something nefarious, I'll steer and scold you however needed, but that don't mean I wouldn't love you all the same! Quite the contrary, even, wouldn't you say..?"

And wasn't that fair?

#My writing #My ocs #Nan #Siru #Demon oc #Yay Nan's family mentioned yayy #Oc writing #Story writing #oc story #So yes I loved writing Nan actually. Damn.#I actually do have like a nice amount of stuff figured out for Nan's youth and her relatives. To an extent.#Yngve is her father and there's three chicks which are Nan Fen and Kulkuri #Anyway but that's a story for another time. Here have this #Uh yeah. There!#I'm actually quite fond of doing like short micro snippets of story like this #I'm someone who will easily say one million things always all the time but that also means I easily burn myself out so #This helps. It's like practice for trying to be more concise #And also lessen the stress I put on myself

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arklay · 1 year

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tagged by @denerims @aartyom @risingsh0t @florbelles @fenharel & @morvaris – thank you so much beloveds! ♡

tagging: @aelyosos @aragorngf @brujah @engferth @faarkas @necroticpetals @nocticulas @phillipsgraves @serenedy @swordcoasts @voerman @wrymbloods & i feel like everyone has done this already but if you haven't then i'm tagging you! ♡

OCS AS OTHER CHARACTERS.

rules: take this quiz and share 5 (or more! or less!) results from the top 50 that you feel really fit your oc(s). if you don’t recognize very many from the top 50, feel free to expand into the top 100.

glenn rhee (the walking dead)

peeta mellark (the hunger games)

annie january (the boys)

frodo baggins (lord of the rings)

luke skywalker (star wars)

amy elliot dunne (gone girl)

beth harmon (the queen's gambit)

dr. hannibal lector (hannibal)

melisandre (game of thrones)

mary wardwell (chilling adventures of sabrina)

faye valentine (cowboy bebop)

tyra collette (friday night lights)

gloria delgado-pritchett (modern family)

manny santos (degrassi: the next generation)

mazikeen (lucifer)

#tag games.#oc: dani #oc: reina #oc: diana #actually lost my mind that diana got amy dunne 92% match landslide...#i just chose the top 5 and not like 5 from top 50 cause i'll be honest i don't watch that many things so i don't know like the ins and outs #of too many characters you know?? so i'll be curious what you guys who know these characters think 👀#also did ithrenil and i was like have never seen any of these people and they all look like villains noooooooo !!!!!!!!#most misunderstood oc ever oughghg but yeah i have no idea about a lot of these :0 i've seen like no movies or shows ever lmao #thank you guys for tagging me in things still even though i haven't been on here !! i appreciate it so so much that you guys thought to tag #me mwah 💖💖 when i finish re4 remake then i'll try to come on here more cause i've gotta catch up on my tracked tag and also will bombard #you all with wesker content (i'm sorry but also not sorry) !! there's a mod to replace leon with wesker's model so heheh love you leon but #i have this disease called obsessed with albert wesker !!!! but yes i have lots of gifs to get to and so much art from twt i gotta find #on here too and share them all !! but yes i hope everyone is doing well and that things on here have been good 💖

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carbonateddelusion · 9 months

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I'm NORMAL (thinking about the fruit dads/the poly boyfriends with Eddie bc I remembered the picture of Max screaming at Chuck)

#like. i also remembered that post where the beefs all crowd around pregnant (human) rory to protect him #i think they collectively would beat chuck to a bloody pulp. i like to think that he would be extremely dead #edgar would definitely get along with rory especially so.... probably blondee and goose too bc they seem more calm and sullen #ozzie would. kind of scare him. but he respects him #max would also kind of scare him but mostly because he has bad associations with Big Muscular People and he's never seen anybody bigger-#-than himself #kibi's mom (im sorry im blanking on her name) and him would probably get along.. idk much about her but i can see her playing with the kids #and as long as someone gets along with the kids they're good in his book #august..... im not sure tbh. i dont know what he's like outside of being sassy and flirty idk how he is when interacting with people he-#-isn't tearing down or trying to bone #i think beau and edgar would get along SWIMMINGLY. SCARILY well.#i also don't know a whole lot about pinot so i can't say much abt him #rex seems nice :) i. ALSO don't know much about him other than he's pleasant and protective though #frankie... i'm not sure tbh #james would intimidate eddie greatly. he is... big and loud. it would very much spook him #tryna remember who i'm forgetting here #louis is chill he'd remind eddie of his brother nate #BUBBA MY FRIEND BUBBA. yeah i also don't know him well but they'd get along probably #oc ramblings #oc: edgar #comrade gang #clown friend tag #clownie rory #clownie blondee #clownie goose #clownie Ozzie #clownie max #clownie August #clownie beau #clownie pilot

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fiepige · 3 months

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Have some more Sage facts cause I've been thinking about him a lot lately:

His universe's version of the Prowler is his older brother Abe.

Abe became the Prowler after he was separated from his family, in an attempt to find them and protect/care for them. (they were separated before Sage was caught and brought to an Oscorp lab so Abe doesn't know what's happened to him)

He and Sage reunites when Abe's on a mission as the Prowler to get intel from an Oscorp facility.

Abe was wounded and about to get caught by the guards when Sage showed up for dinner- killing all the guards and almost killing Abe too.

Cause they don't recognise each other as Abe's in his Prowler gear and Sage is in his symbiote form.

Abe barely manages to convince Sage that they're on the same side, as they both wish for the downfall of Oscorp (Abe suspects Oscorp has something to do with the disappearance of his brother. He also blames Oscorp for the separation of his family after their dad died.)

They form an uneasy alliance and do missions together from time to time, but none of them know the other one is their brother as they're always their alter egos when they meet up.

I haven't decided when or how I want them to find out that they've been working with their long lost sibling the entire time.

I just know that when it's eventually revealed they both have mixed feelings about it.

Cause they've both witnessed the other one do horrible stuff to other people. Sage isn't sure he's even the same person as he was back when they were separated, he's been through so mush since then.

And Abe's been viewing Sage (the symbiote version he's been working with) only as a means to an end in an attempt to look for his family, but now he suddenly has to reevaluate the time they spent together and the way he treated him. Cause he didn't see him as nothing more than a monster he could use to get rid of Oscorp goons. But now he realises he's been dragging his little brother along for dangerous missions and put him in horrible situations in order to reach his own goals. + Sage has witnessed him to awful stuff to people in order to get what he wants, things he never wanted his little brother to see.

They're not sure they can ever go back to the way things were. Abe wants to try, but Sage is more reluctant. Mostly because so much has changed since then. He's changed since then. He's not sure he can be who Abe expects him to be anymore. So he runs away. Cause he doesn't want Abe to get hurt. And he'll be hurt if he stays near Sage.

Will they reconcile? Who knows? Guess time will tell, cause I haven't figured it out yet lol.

I have so much more Sage lore but I wanna keep this post relatively short.

(Also if you've read all of this just know that I love you <3)

#been trying to work on my fic but Sage has me in a chokehold #so now I'll try writing about him in an attempt to get some room for working on my fic lol #cause I keep thinking about this #you know I gotta keep things angsty #I have so many more thoughts about Sage and Abe but I really tried to keep the post short this time #since it seems I always end up writing entire essays when I write about Sage #if you have any questions or just wanna talk about Sage in general please hmu!#I wanna talk about my boy!!1 #but I never know where to start or where to end lol #Also I haven't written about him for a while so I'm not sure everyone even knows who he is lol #but yeah if you've seen me tag posts with Sage- this is who I'm talking about <3 #oh would you look at that it's 3 am now #better go to bed lol #Sage #symbiote!hobie #the prowler #abe brown #my oc #my post #spiderverse #across the spider verse #atsv #kinda wanna tag this as hobie since sage is a hobie variant #but since I don't mention him in the post I probably shouldn't #once again if you've read all of this- thank you so so much! I love you <3

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mattodore · 11 months

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best part of having ocs is that i can just write them doing whatever i want. like i can just do anything with them and it's like oh yeah. that's happening. and no one can be like hang on you can't do that bc actually i can since they're mine <3

#river dipping #like hell yeah brother of course i make aus for my ocs and daydream about them as like. vampires or whatever #anyway hello :) i really meant it when i said the suck session finale would put me out of commission for a few days #there's a ton to catch up on i bet but i'll take my time with it... tho i will be checking on kmik and valentine gen. 3 EXPEDITIOUSLY #i'm actually busy in google docs atm tho!! i'm using oc questionnaires to further flesh out mattodore. i 100% yoinked these questions #from an ask game i saw. there's like... sixty of them? theo's doc is already like 2k long and i still have ten more questions to answer...#matthias's questionnaire is finished but now i feel bad that his is only 1.8k so i might go back and add more...#sorry matthias </3 maybe be a little more nuanced as a character next time #i'll probably be posting these here actually so i can put them in my oc extras tag... tho idk how well the formatting will carry over #what else... oh i finally started working on editing the photos i took of mattodore back in march (and showed a bit of before)#i don't think i'm going to edit them as intensely as i did my pinned post bc that was... very time consuming... but we'll see #i wound up selecting just eight photos but that's still eight photos to edit so... hm. idk when i'll post 'em #oh and it's pride month!! so i'm determined to at least try to make the two final characters from echthroi this month...#i think i'm kind of getting an image of jackson going now but everett still alludes me... i'm also thinking abt changing her name #these two have gone through so many changes in the last seven months character-wise... fdgfhjkfgh #dutchie too tbf like his name originally was EDWIN... smh #OH....... and i see i have messages i need to reply to i'm sawrry </3 i will get to them........... i swear................................

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engagemythrusters · 1 year

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my General Akiyi Tonn and Commander Hilt, heads of the 116th Battalion. She is prim and poised and all things proper, and he is stoic and silent and would rather take on twelve B1s weaponless than talk to anyone. And they are fucking and don't even bother trying to hide it. At least they command well together...

#EDIT: THE PNG DIDNT WORK I DONT KNOW HOW TO FIX IT GIVE ME A SEC #they fuckin like nasty and everyone fucking knows it #however shes so Proper Tee Em and he's so scary in his silence that nobody talks to either of them about it out of fear #and a bit of confusion #Mace Windu may know. but he is also too awkward to bring it up bc they FUCK DIRTY and its embarrassing to bring up in a council meeting #ahem. anyway.#her lightsaber is yellow. yay!#jedi oc #clone trooper oc #116th battalion #star wars: the clone wars #star wars #its not perfect in the slightest--it's really just a texture practice thing! i'm working on that more than anything else rn #i still have no set 'style' im just trying everything out #and im not sure his metal jaw is very metal (yes the minimal teeth is intentional)#and his stupid lil pocket thing is stupid and i hate those things and wish i could get away with not drawing them #but i did have a fuckin blast distressing his paint #it wasnt easy to make 'random distressing' look real but. yeah.#my art #mimse art #mimse ocs

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invinciblerodent · 5 months

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with all the ""breeding"" oriented confessions and posts popping up on my dash [because that's apparently what you freaks (affectionate) are into], it doesn't escape my notice that out of literally ALL the character combos I've dreamed up in the past ten years, only like two are actually, physically capable of any form of reproduction, and there's only one (Harwen and Josephine) that I hc has, reproduced, once. They have one daughter, and that's it.

There's only one couple like that in this game, and that's a pair of idiots I honestly cannot picture ever actually wanting/having kids.

Going down the list and ruling out all the obvious plumbing issues (and vampirism) literally only leaves me with Petyr and Shadowheart, which..... my cringefail son should not be anyone's dad. That's the kind of emotional trauma that makes future DnD characters.

I mean, parents of the year right there: the reclusive woodsman who voluntarily exiled himself to the forest for being such a bitch, and the woman raised in an abusive cult with zero idea of what a parent-child relationship is even like. Oh, and their sometimes-boyfriend, the one sorta halfway mentally stable adult in the whole equation... whose entire presence in their life is that he just occasionally drops by for a threesome and breakfast, maybe a few days up to a tenday, and then dips out for another few months. (Yeah, here comes your Uncle Halsin, he's come to teach you about the forest and to fuck your dad while your mom watches. Just the thought has me snort-laughing.)

Dungeons and Dragons? Naaaah. It's Damage and Daddy Issues.

#squirrel plays bg3 #i mean. Arvid and Gale are clearly out #Mara and Karlach are out.... for more reasons than just the obvious “being cis women” part #Ray is gay (u know it's true cause it rhymes) and so far I've only ever thrown him at cis men #I hc that vampire spawn are sterile- they can't reproduce via bite so it makes sense to me that they wouldn't otherwise be able to either #so Iona and Astarion are (thankfully) out (yeah they should not be parents either)#(their home would NOT be child-friendly) (partly because of him) (and in another big part because of her)#Phyr has only ever slept with one man and that was the literal god of revenge- otherwise she'll be with Lae'zel anyway #I would not in a million years have Adela bear half-qunari-half-dwarf children; that sounds beyond deadly #both my other dwarves -Arie and Vogar- are also in same sex relationships with Leliana and Zevran respectively #Leena is like. perimenopausal at least and probably not too hot on trying at this point; Blackwall is also up there in years #like 10 couples and one throuple; and they have all of the one offspring among all of them #this is saying a lot about me but i'm owning it #oc: petyr wildbrook

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meatydog · 6 months

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I love fucking Garry's Mod sm man

I just realized when you go to chat, your PM would point up like the fucking nerd emoji (☝️🤓) and I found that to be so fucking funny.

Uh... also don't ask why I'm just chilling in a Digital Circus map as the Indominus Rex... with lots of dead bodies and blood-covered ragdolls just chilling behind the camera and Cartoon Dog walking all over it...

(yes I am being 100% serious when I say that, for some reason I decided to spawn a bunch of NPCs with guns, and make them have a war, once I got too impatient to the fact they weren't dying fast enough I decided to use a sword weapon I had to instantly kill them and I decided to stack all the bodies and other ragdolls I just spawned for some reason together, I put Cartoon Dog in there because I needed help killing a hydra NPC that kept killing me instantly... yeah I HAD A GREAT TIME-)

#Also yes I know. I haven't posted art recently. I haven't been feeling every motivated to draw. But don't worry I will soon.#I plan on drawing my Digital Circus OC soon #the amazing digital circus #Gmod #garry's mod #indominus rex #jurassic world #Chaos #I'm stupid #Idk #Also I am trying to be more active on here. Like I said I will post more art stuff soon. Once I get my motivation back.#But for now I'm just posting a bunch of shit. Well. I mean... I have already been posting shit but you get the point.#lack of motivation #Also yeah a war broke out in The Amazing Digital Circus because of me lol

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astrxealis · 7 months

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super busy but hi i miss ffxiv i played again today raghh happy 10th anniv the rising event makes me cry i love ffxiv :(( but anyway! bg3 thoughts in tags!

#⋯ ꒰ა starry thoughts ໒꒱ *·˚#meow :3 #my approval w shadowheart is so high lol ... she & my tav are a couple. of bestiesss <3 #astarion is amazing bcs i got bit the 2nd fucking night of playing and just before that too lae'zel wanted to get in my pants #IT'S AMAZING what the first cutscene i got for long rest was wyll already turning into a devil bcs i had all origin charas alrdy #and then after that ?? astarion bite scene. he didn't even talk abt the stars anymore or whatever he just jumped straight to biting my tav #oh my god and lae'zel wanted to get it on w my tav SOOO badly ... her dialog is so funny i love her #anyway :3 my tav is a slowburn w astarion but they r fr getting there. sometimes rising sometimes going down but it's been rising more #lately and teehee <3 my tav also thinks karlach is the sweetest and ADORES her. you can see him making soft heart eyes at her always.#also got the learning magic moment w gale and god it's so dangerous for me to get gale cutscenes tbh bcs i'm trying not to favorite him here #he has. what. stuff w magic and stars. shut up. i can't handle that rn or i'll fall in love LMFAO <3 #wyll ..... i don't use him in my party good gods and he Still remains the character i know the least even tho i know him a lot more now #but i REALLY like him. i would say he's my 3rd fav after karlach who is after astarion but so are shadowheart and gale and lae'zel... so.#i'm. not forgetting anyone right #but yeah basically all of them r my favs <3 and my tav gets along w all of em p well tbh #he's a good nice person but chaotic (he's my bard baby boy <3) so it's REALLY fun playing bg3 w him as my tav ... apollo my dear #i should make an elf oc named emil. give him brown hair. be even more self-indulgent thru making more & more charas.#btw i saw a painting of apollo online today. as in the god. and almost cried (positively) bcs my tav named apollo looked so similar #amazingly w the slightly curly hair blah blah blah and the general colors. apollo just. generally means a lot to me ok. anything w apollo.

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miniisside · 11 months

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While helping my uncle go through and prepare to sell his Transformers at a local convention, I mentioned that I was going with a glimmer of hope that maybe I'd find something from TFA. Just the faintest glimmer.

The only other toys that are being sold are old action figures, then collectables like funkopops. But then I happen to see it. Hidden in the corner of the booth of hundreds of funkos. The logo reached out and stabbed my liver.

Like you gotta be shitting me, what were the chances?

#transformers #transformers animated #tfa #transformers toys #board games #obviously i bought it because of just how lucky it was to even find something from Animated #my youngest cousin smacked the box with a wooden sword and dented it and i was devastated #also yeah i'm not dead :)#will try to have more for your soon #everything i've been working on has been personal art and OCs

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paper-nika · 9 months

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"|ω・`)ﾉ ...Hi it's me."

Hi! It's me, Paper_Nika. Formerly danicadraws/n-iika/iifuturesketch from years back. What happened?

The most obvious reason was, well; life happened! Shocking, right? ( ד○ ד;)b

I kinda forgot about my socials all together and mostly just dwelled in Twitter these past few years. It was IG and Twitter, then just TWT alone. ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´з`ﾟ )ﾟ｡

I've been wanting to come back to Tumblr these past few months, other than the musky site dying, the interface here felt really nice and honestly I kinda missed using this app. Besides, I wanted to grow my audience as much as I can. Even though I've been successfully doing it over Twitter, one site is not enough... ಥ_ʖಥᵇᵒᵒʰᵒᵒ.

Other than that, I've gotten to art school. It was two things: fun, and also hellish. Fun because I get to make new connections, hellish because... what do you expect, really? You know what they say, never go to artschool, haha.... (༎ຶ _｣ ༎ຶ )

I've been on a freakishly terrible case of art block and burn out. (´• ᴗ •̥`✿) It's been two (?) years of it, sadly. But don't fret! There's good in bad times, right? ⌒°ʚ(ෆ❛ั ᴗ ❛ัʃƪ)ɞ♡°⌒

Despite that, I've been playing video games that somewhat gave me a little bit of art inspiration. Most especially, VALORANT. (。・ω・。)

Although uh.... my absence also means I've been playing VALORANT during my entire hiatus... oopsies. (; ・◇・)

Aie... VALORANT was the reason I'm taken now though- (〃 ω 〃)

But, yeah. Pretty much alot has happened during my absence. Death, love, realization, depression... it stacks and unstacks. I just keep going on though, despite it. (∗´ ᨔ `∗)

Will I reupload the artworks I've made while I was absent? Yes? Maybe? No? Who knows! If I decide to, then I'll do it. Other than that, hello. I might be back... I think. Just wait and see.

★⌒ヽ(╹꒳╹)b

#artists on tumblr #Oh I've also been drawing my OCs too!#I love OC x canon #I'm a 夢女子同担拒否 by the way. A yumejoshi that refuses to share the same burden!#...yeah #Paper_Nika #But uh #I'm looking for mutuals... I guess? I don't know. I'm just trying to make more friends after so long haha

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stargazerlillian · 1 year

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“How (Not) To Be a Vampire” (for Yoel)

The night of All Hallow’s Eve is a time for tricks, treats, and all-around merriment for the children of Stoke and their families. In the Ruggaboor household, however, it’s just another night for a certain to go out on the prowl for “treats” of his own. But before he can do that, he has to put a couple of kids – and a few misconceptions – to bed.

Serves as a written companion piece to these images.

Sebastian, Hunter, and Ballantine Ruggaboor belong to @yoel-o-fellow.

Content warning: Mild language, drug usage (smoking), and some suggestive dialogue regarding Sebastian’s “evening plans”.

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October 31st, 1972

Stoke-on-Trent, England

The Ruggaboor Residence

8:42 PM

Magic mirror on the wall, who’s the scariest one of all?

Ballantine beamed as she took yet another twirl in front of her bedroom mirror. Her cape cascaded in around her in black silky waves before settling down flat on her back again.

“BOO!” she screeched, scrunching her nose and wriggling her fingers. Her eyes seemed to flash with intensity, and her false fangs seemed to glimmer before the glass. She couldn’t help but smile proudly at her display. She looked positively horrifying. Bela Lugosi would eat his heart out at this perfect act of scariness.

“Pfft, you’ll never scare ‘im, sis!” Hunter sneered, back leaned against the doorframe. “Dad’s twice as big as ye, an’ he’d be as keen as mustard to scare ye back even harder!”

“Tha’s not gonna stop me,” Ballantine retorted. “An’ I will too scare ‘im!”

“Will not,” Hunter quipped, folding his arms.

“Will too!” Ballantine snapped, hands balled into fists.

“Will not!”

“Will too!”

“Will not!”

“Will too!”

“Look, Ballty, jus’ accept it. Yer not scary. I only got ye tha’ costume to humor ye.” Hunter huffed. “An’ also because ye suck the life out o’ me,” he mumbled under his breath.

“Oh yeh? I’ll show you who’s not scary!”

With the edges of her cape firmly grasped in her tiny hands, she took off down the stairs, where her target lied in wait.

“I’m gonna give ‘im the scare of his life!”

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Sebastian hummed ponderously as he gave himself one last look-over in the living room mirror.

Eyes? Yellow and a bit bloodshot. He was only a few weeks away from turning thirty-one, and yet his jaundice had already dealt him an unfair amount of unkindness. But he at least still had his enticing dark brown irises. Women go crazy for dark brown eyes.

Teeth? Yellow, and framed by red inflamed gums. His breath probably didn’t smell that great either, but that’s nothing a little spritz of breath spray won’t fix.

Hair? Oily, and a little itchy if he were to be honest. But it was combed out, and that’s better than nothing, right?

Sebastian sighed.

Whatever. It would have to do. Stoke birds were always easy to snatch up. The fact that it was Halloween would only be a plus. He was bound to catch more than just a few eyes out at the pubs tonight.

But first, a quick smoke.

Sebastian popped a cigarette between his lips and rummaged through his pocket for a lighter. After a few unsuccessful clicks, a steady flame finally ignited. But before he could bring it up to singe the tip, a loud high-pitched voice pierced through the dead air.

“BOO!”

Sebastian sharply inhaled and quickly turned to face the source of the disturbance. Standing at the foot of the stairs was his six-year-old daughter, dressed in her smiley-face pajamas – along with something extra he did not remember her having before. He grit his teeth tightly.

“Ballantine, wha’ in the bloody hell are ye doin’ down ‘ere? I though’ I told ye to go to bed! An’ where did ye get tha’ costume from?!”

“BOO!” Ballantine shouted again, fluttering her cape and baring her false fangs. “I said BOO, Daddy!”

Sebastian’s eyes widened for a brief second, before settling into an amused half-lidded expression. “Is tha’ supposed to scare me?” he rasped, unlit cigarette tightly gripped between his teeth.

“I’m a vampire, Daddy! BOO! Fear me! BOOO!”

Sebastian blinked twice in bewilderment as the child continued pushing her charade. She looked just like how her mother did when she tried to be scary as a kid – not scary at all. Only cute. A hearty giggle began to bubble up at the back of his throat.

In the many Halloweens gone by, when he snuck out of the house to meet her and pull some tricks on the other children together, his reaction to her progressively scarier costumes were always the same – laughter. First, she was the bride of Frankenstein. Then she was a witch. Then she was a vampiress. It didn’t matter how much she contorted her face or how “frightening” she dressed – she always turned out adorable.

And her frustration at not scaring him only made him laugh harder. God, he loved her – she always tried so hard for him. And now their daughter was following in her mother’s footsteps. He clapped a gloved palm tightly over his mouth as a humored smile threatened to show itself, and a losing battle with his laughter raged within.

First came a snicker. Then came a chuckle. Then came an eruption of guffaws the likes of which neither he nor the child in front of him could never have imagined.

“Hoohoohahahahahaha! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Ballantine’s eyes widened. Why was her father laughing all of a sudden?

“Wh-wha’s so funny? Why ain’t ye scared, Daddy?”

Sebastian folded his arms over his abdomen as he bent forward, the sudden force of his laughter already wreaking havoc on his nerves.

“Ooh hoo hoo hoo hoooo, oooooh ‘m sorry, Ballantine, ‘s jus’ tha’ – tha’ ye look so – so cute! Ahahahaha!” He knelt down to Ballantine’s level and ruffled her hair.

Ballantine’s lips tightened. Why was he being so… playful? And more importantly, why wasn’t he scared? She pouted as an embarrassed flush flooded her cheeks.

“’m not cute, ‘m scary!”

“Righ-ha-ha-igh’, su-hure ye are, hahahahaha!” Sebastian chuckled, discreetly wiping a tear from his left eye. He rose back up to his feet and turned back to the mirror to try and light his cigarette again.

“Hoooo... yer too much, hahahaha.”

Ballantine huffed, crossing her arms tightly to her chest. “’s not fair… I was tryin’ t’ be jus’ like you!”

Sebastian froze. His eyes shot wide open. He whirled his head back around to face his daughter.

“You wha’?”

“Well, yer a vampire, an’ yer pretty scary, so I thought I’d try to do the same things you do.”

A pause. Sebastian couldn’t help but raise both eyebrows at those words. Was this kid serious right now?

“I don’ know where ye got tha’ idea, bu’ ‘m not a vampire.”

Another pause. Ballantine suddenly felt her insides twist into knots. “Y-you’re not?”

Her father shook his head. “No. ‘m not. An’ neither are you. Tell me… where did ye ‘ear tha’?”

Ballantine swallowed. “Um… Hunter told me tha’, Daddy. H-he said that we had to be vampires to… look the way we do.”

Sebastian pinched the bridge of his nose as an irritated huff escaped his nostrils. Perhaps reading Bram Stoker’s “Dracula” to him a couple of years back wasn’t the best idea after all.

He got back down to his daughter’s level, placing his clawed hands on her tiny shoulders. She held her breath as his face grew closer.

“Look, Ballantine – yer brother’s full of it, alrigh’? Imaginative lad, sure, bu’ he’s got me aaaaall wrong.”

“Bu’, bu’, you dress all in black, an’ drink blood from a glass, an’ only seem to be awake at nigh’. Hunter also told me tha’ he saw ye bitin’ some o’ the women ye bring home. He says ye do it to suck their blood.”

The man snorted.

“Look, Ballantine, all these things I do ‘ave a reason, alrigh’? And it ain’t because ‘m a bloody vampire. Fer instance,” he began, holding out part of his long black cape, “I dress in black because I jus’ like to. I like the color black – tha’s it. Tha’s all there is to it. As fer the ‘blood’ ye say I drink, well…”

He strolled over to the refrigerator and pulled out a tall green bottle, half full with a deep red liquid.

“I ‘ate to break it to ye, bu’ it’s not blood at all. It’s wine. It’s a grown-up drink. Comes in red or white, an’ is made from grapes.”

Ballantine raised and eyebrow thoughtfully. “So… it’s grown-up grape juice?”

Sebastian shrugged. “Yeh, sure, I guess ye can call it tha’.” He slid the bottle back in the fridge.

“Oh,” Ballantine murmured. So black is just her dad’s favorite color, and he just likes to drink red wine a lot. In hindsight, it all made a lot of sense. Maybe she should have thought of that beforehand.

“Then… wha’ abou’ the fact tha’ ye sleep all day an’ only go out at nigh’?”

“Well, fer one, there’s not much fer a bloke like me to do in the daytime.” he stated, adjusting his sleeves. “Not without th’ coppers gettin’ involved, anyway,” he thought. “Nighttime is jus’… more convenient an’ excitin’ fer me.”

“Bu’ wha’ about the women bitin’? Is Hunter wrong about tha’ too?”

Sebastian’s throat tightened. He took a deep breath and cleared it before giving his answer.

“Well… tha’s the only thing yer brother got righ’ about me. I do sometimes bite them. Bu’ not fer their blood.”

Ballantine raised an eyebrow curiously. “Then… why do ye do it?”

Sebastian’s eyes darted about the room for a second. “Let’s jus’ say tha’ it’s… somethin’ they like.”

Ballantine tilted her head. “Why do they like it? Doesn’t it hurt?”

“I’ll… explain tha’ another time,” Sebastian murmured, a flush of heat threatening to show itself on his face. “The point is tha’ all these things I do ‘ave a logical explanation – many things do.”

“They do?”

“Indeed they do, m’ dear. In fact,” Sebastian began as he glided back to the mirror, “look ‘ere – do ye see my reflection?”

“Y-yeh?”

“Well, if I were a vampire, I wouldn’t even ‘ave a reflection. There’d be nothin’ at all. An’ on top o’ tha’ …”

Before Ballantine could blink, her father had scooped her up into his arms and brought her back to the mirror.

“Oh, lookie there – you ‘ave a reflection, too. So, yer not a vampire either.”

The girl’s eyes became almost as large as her grandmother’s china saucers. What was happening right now?

“Vampires also despise garlic and things made of silver. I, however, love both of those things. I mean look, m’ cloak’s clasps are made of silver, fer Christ’s sake!” He pinched the skull-shaped clasps holding his cape’s collar together and brought them closer to his daughter’s face.

The girl looked closely at them. She didn’t feel the least bit ill. Perhaps her dad was right. “So… we’re not vampires?”

“No, Ballantine – we’re not. We’re Ruggaboors. We’re our own kind o’ beast.”

“Then... why do we ‘ave sharp teeth, an’, an’ pointy ears, an’ black hair?”

Sebastian averted his eyes for a quick second in the direction of the main hallway where a certain painting of a certain ancestor was hanging. Is now the time to tell her that story?

He took a deep breath. No. Not yet.

“Those are all jus’ coincidences, Ballantine.”

“Co-in-cidences?” Ballantine asked, tilting her head.

“’s a great big fancy word fer similar things tha’ happen tha’ aren’t connected. Like me ‘avin’ all these vampiric traits while not bein’ a vampire. Ye get wha’ I’m sayin’?”

“Y-yeh, I guess so,” Ballantine replied with a shrug.

“Good then. ‘m glad we’re in agreement on tha’”, Sebastian said with a surprisingly gentle smile.

Just then, the grandfather clock in the main hall began to chime. It was now 9:00 P.M.

“Alrigh’ wee child. Time fer bed now,” the man said, bringing his child close to his left shoulder.

The girl swallowed dryly yet again. Wee child? She didn’t remember ever being called that before.

Carefully, the man took his first step on the stairs, and began his ascent to the attic, making sure to keep the girl in his arms secure the whole way.

“Um... daddy?” Ballantine murmured.

Sebastian stopped. “Yes?”

A pause.

“‘m... sorry tha’ I thought ye were a vampire. I jus’ though’ tha’ this was what we really are. We don’t look like most people, so, I though’ we had to be a monster of some kind. Ye know?”

Sebastian clamped his mouth tightly. An apology? From his daughter? He found himself putting his brain into overdrive as he tried to encode a proper response to this... unexpected verbal gesture.

“Aw, well. Jus’… don’ believe everythin’ yer brother tells ye, alrigh’? Yer far smarter than tha’. I know ye are.”

“Okay…” Ballantine replied meekly, unsure of the strange feeling settling into her stomach as her father continued to carry her gently upstairs. What was up with him tonight? He didn’t usually act like… however he was acting now. Kind, perhaps? She didn’t really know.

Once they reached the top of the stairs and entered the attic, Hunter’s eyes instantly lit up seeing a confused Ballantine being carried in by a not-so-frightened Sebastian. She had failed her mission.

“Aha! I knew ye couldn’t scare ‘im!” he jeered, pointing a stubby finger at his sister. Ballantine stuck her tongue out in response.

“I’ll talk with you later, Hunter. But fer now, you an’ yer sister need to go to sleep. I’ve got some very important business to tend to tonight, and I’m already runnin’ late as is.”

Hunter’s eyes widened. “Wha’? So yer jus’ gonna leave us ‘ere alone all nigh’?”

Sebastian sighed and rolled his eyes. How much more dramatic can this boy get?

“No, Hunter – ‘m not leavin’ ye all by yerself. I called yer mum earlier today to let her know tha’ I was goin’ to need someone to watch you. I’m leavin’ the door unlocked so tha’ she can let herself in and watch the place while I’m gone.”

“W-when will ye be back, Daddy?” Ballantine asked.

“I should be back before sunrise tomorrow. I highly advise both you an’ yer brother stay in bed and not bother Miss Zelia for the duration of her stay. She’s… had a real long day, an’ she really doesn’t wish to be disturbed.”

“Dis-turbed?”

“’s jus’ another way of sayin’ ‘bothered’, Ballantine,” Sebastian huffed as he set her down on her bed and shoved the covers over her.

“Aw, c’mon Dad, ‘s not tha’ late. ‘m not even tired! Why can’t my sis an’ I go trick-or-treatin’ tonight? All the other kids in town are doin’ it, so why can’t we?”

“You’ll both get to ‘trick or treat’ when I say ye can, an’ this year, it’s out o’ the question. I need someone to watch ye while I’m gone.” Sebastian rasped. “Normally, I’d ‘ave yer granny do tha’, but she’s still in th’ hospital,” he added.

“Well, why can’t Miss Zelia take us trick-or-treatin’?” Ballantine chirped. “She can watch us while we go to each house an’-”

Sebastian cut her off. “I told ye, Ballantine, she’s tired. She cannot be disturbed – er, bothered tonight. Yer not goin’ anywhere, an’ tha’s the end of it. Understand?”

Ballantine’s smile and eyes fell. “Oh, right.” She did not like it when he roughened his tone like that.

“Good, then,” he said, his smile returning. “You two sleep well, now. I’ll see ye both in th’ mornin’~”

With that, he slid out of the room and shut the door behind him.

For what felt like the longest time after his departure, there was no sound in the dark attic. The children could only stare up at the musty ceiling in pure bewilderment. Once the echo of booted footsteps faded from hearing range, Hunter took his chance to whisper what was on his mind.

“Blimey… wha’s his deal? He’s actin’ so… weird.”

Ballantine clamped her mouth and pulled her sheets close to her chin, still trying to ease the unfamiliar flutter in her belly. “I… I don’ really know, big brother. I… jus’ don’ know.”

Hunter uttered a sigh as he lied back and pulled his covers up to his chest.

“Well… wha’ever it is, I guess we shoul’ feel lucky he’s not mad – he gets real nasty when he’s mad.”

“Yeh,” Ballantine trailed off. She turned over to face the window.

All the houses were aglow with hand-carved jack-o-lanterns, and she could faintly hear the sounds of rustling leaves and children’s laughter carrying on the wind. She pressed a tiny palm longingly on the cold glass. She found it so strange and unfair that their dad wouldn’t let her and her brother trick-or-treat with the other kids. But she found it even stranger that her father – her own father – was capable of smiling so many times in one night.

This had been one bizarre evening.

She sighed and pulled the covers snuggly over her shoulder. Maybe November will start out a little less strange.

“Well... nigh’, sis.”

“Nigh’, bro-bro.”

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Sebastian’s smirk spread from ear to ear as he made his way down the block, buckled boots jingling, silver tipped cane twirling, and cigarette lit at last.

Finally. Time for him to get down to the “important business” he had been planning all evening for. First stop – the Burgundy Sky Lounge.

He chuckled to himself. Such silly little ones. To think – him, a vampire!

He had to admit though – it was a little flattering. Perhaps he could use that as part of a pick-up line. He wasn’t entirely sure how well it would work, but one thing was for certain – from here on out, he was going to do all his lady biting away from home.

#Halloween 2022 #The Ruggaboors #My writing #Fanfiction #FINALLY FINISHED THANK GOD.#This damn fic has been sitting around for over a YEAR. I was going to release it last year but the date passed and I lost motivation...#... so you're getting it this year instead.#Also I’m sorry if Sebastian feels a little OOC - I tried to portray his ‘not quite so nasty’ side here...#...because I know he wasn’t THAT awful to his children all the time. I figured there HAD to be a tender moment or two...#...that stuck with the children - so yeah. There you have it.#Anyway last fanfic for a while. I'm going to try to be more focused on writing stuff for my own OCs for the foreseeable future.

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