Toonkind got me interested recently and I can’t resist the urge to make an oc for that

Still a big wip cause I’m not sure which way I want them to go yet

LGBTQIA+ They Them Pronouns Halloween Jack-O-Lantern Pumpkin

Made for a halloween loving nonbinary person in my life. Hand drawn pumpkin for a vintage feel. The pronouns are meant to look carved into the pumpkin. On Zazzle, the pronouns are even customizable!

Customizable Pin: https://www.zazzle.com/z/i8vzqrk0?rf=238251453505579773

They/Them Socks: https://society6.com/product/lgbtqia-they-them-pronouns-vintage-jack-o-lantern-pumpkin_socks?curator=fatcatswagger

Customizable Sticker: https://www.zazzle.com/z/atuavfot?rf=238251453505579773

Zazzle | Society6 | Spreadshirt | Teepublic

Been working on these two for the past week! My jack-o-lantern tiefling from last year finally has a proper name and design!

Lonan - Aliases: Jack; Corvin - Tiefling - College of Horror Bard - He/him transmasc

Theodore/a - Brightmaid - Warlock (patron: Unicorn) - genderfluid he/she/they

!!

(Hello random anon, I appreciate you)

While I'm a bit late for Halloween, it's never a bad time to talk about my favorite chaotic moth. Lady Samhain, Reaper of the Harvest Diablerie, is one of the eight most powerful archfey of my world's Fae Realm. She's second to the Autumn Court alongside Mabon. She's a death's head hawkmoth fae who lives for trickery and sweets (her favorite being honey). Like all the eight court leaders, she oversees one of several seasonal festivals on the Material Plane, hers being the Vigil of Souls, a celebration for the final harvest before winter and the honoring of the dead.

Samhain's mischief holds no rival, though she tends to maintain a more playful attitude. She is quite fond of mortals, especially her own warlocks. The two characters I've made that hold a pact with her are Bellkiira, a young drow man, and Aster, a genderfluid eladrin. You best watch your back if you ever provoke their anger, or else you may find your house being turned into cheese or every wasp in a 10 mile radius wanting to kill you. :)

Don't let her playful and friendly demeanor fool you. The Autumn Court is the most proficient with necromancy, and there's a reason this time of the year is known for horror stories.

(And before you ask, yes I have carved her face into a jack-o-lantern before.)

Welcome!

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The storyteller

You can call me October, or Tori for short. I've been writing for fun for years, in both english and french. I love all genres of fantasy, romance, tales and fanfictions. I identify as a pagan omnist, leaning towards hellenism and celtic polytheism. I am genderfluid and use he/she pronouns, though I mostly use 'she' in public.

The project

I love tales and legends about holidays. The story of Jack-o-Lantern at Halloween, or Rudolf the red-nosed reindeer at Christmas. Yet I find that the holidays of the wheel of the year lack their own little tales. Of course you can always find legends that fit more or less, but nothing beats a story made for the occasion.

So I decided to write my own little tales! For each sabbat of the year (solstices, equinoxes, etc.) I will write a series of five tales, inspired by several different traditions and pantheons, plus one free bonus tale that I will post here!

The blog

On this blog, you will get to follow the project, participate in polls and give suggestions for the next tales.

I also noticed many creators did a WIP Wednesday, so I will see if that helps me stick to my goals! ^^ In any case, it will allow you to check out what I'm writing.

Soyez les bienvenu·e·s !

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Le·a conteur·se

Vous pouvez m'appeler October, ou Tori pour faire court. J'écris en amateur depuis plusieurs années, en anglais et en français. J'adore tous les types de fantasy, la romance, les contes et les fanfictions. Je m'identifie comme païenne omniste, avec un penchant helléniste et celtique. Je suis genderfluid et j'utilise les pronoms il/elle, mais le plus souvent je me genre au féminin dans la sphère publique.

Le projet

J'adore les contes et légendes qui tournent autour des fêtes. L'histoire de Jack-o-Lantern à Halloween, ou celle de Rudolph le renne au nez rouge à Noël. Or, je trouve que les fêtes de la roue de l'année manquent pas mal de petits contes à eux. Certes, on peut toujours trouver des légendes qui font plus ou moins l'affaire, mais ça ne vaut pas une histoire faite pour l'occasion.

J'ai donc décidé d'écrire mes propres contes! Pour chaque sabbat de l'année (solstices, équinoxes, etc.) j'écrirai un recueil de cinq contes, inspirés de traditions et panthéons diverses, plus un conte bonus gratuit que je posterai ici!

Le blog

Sur ce blog, vous pourrez voir l'avancée du projet, participer à des sondages et me proposer des suggestions pour les prochains contes.

J'ai aussi vu que beaucoup de créateurs participaient au WIP Wednesday, alors je vais voir si ça m'aidera à tenir mes objectifs! ^^ Dans tous les cas, ça vous permettra de jeter un oeil à ce que j'écris.

Halloween genderfluid for anon

😈.😈.😈 - 💀.💀.💀 - 🕸️.🕸️.🕸️

Genderfluid Pride O'Lantern! Available on my Redbubble.

Trying on a Halloween earring on the Holiday Season. How devilishly festive. 🎃

One last selfie for a better look at the makeup~ I kind of wish I looked up more references while doing it since it’s not that accurate, but I guess it wasn’t meant to be anyway so  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

FNAF gender and pronouns headcanons time I guess???

I’m not gonna be doing “repeats” (such as Bonnie from the first game, withered Bonnie, and Nightmare Bonnie), because that would take a while. I’m also just throwing out canon because I want to project and make characters queer

Please don’t be mean about what I headcanon them as, it’s just the vibe they all give me (I don’t know if this fandom is really LGBTQ+ accepting or not, I haven’t been here for that long)

This is like, the main animatronics plus a few, btw

First game

Freddy- cisgender male (he/him)

Bonnie- transgender male (he/him)

Chica- cisgender female (she/they)

Foxy- cisgender male (he/it)

Golden Freddy- agender (it/its)

Second game

Toy Freddy- demiboy (he/they)

Toy Chica- transgender female (she/it/cake)

Toy Bonnie- transgender male (he/blue)

Mangle- genderfluid (she/it/he/mess/glitch)

Balloon Boy- cisgender male (he/balloon)

Puppet/Marionette- agender (it/they)

Third game

Springtrap- cisgender male (he/him)

Fourth game

Nightmare- genderqueer (it/bite)

Plushtrap- bigender (he/they)

Nightmare Fredbear- agender (they/them)

Sister Location

Ballora- transgender female (she/dance)

Bon-Bon- pangender (she/they/he)

Circus Baby- cisgender female (she/her)

Ennard- genderfluid (she/he/they/dance)

Funtime Foxy- bigender (he/she/they)

Funtime Freddy- demiboy (he/they)

Security Breach

Glamrock Freddy- boyflux (he/they/rock)

Glamrock Chica- demigirl (she/yum/pink)

Montgomery Gator- cisgender male (he/him)

Roxanne Wolf- agender (it/punk/she/he)

Sun- agenderflux (he/it/sun/light/play/xe)

Moon- agender (it/they/dark/night/sleep/xe)

Other characters

Shadow Freddy- agender (it/they/dark)

Shadow Bonnie- agender (it/he/scare)

Jack-O-Bonnie- demiboy (it/they/pumpkin/boo)

Jack-O-Chica- girlflux (she/hallow/lantern)

Lolbit- agender (it/orange)

Music Man- cisgender male (he/music)

husky

A treia parte din povestea lui Jacks. Chiar am nevoie de un nume. Ramasesem la ceva data trecuta? Oh, da, “The Jacks Series”. Merge si asa. Din moment ce e penultima parte poate imi vine ceva inspiratie pana la postarea ultimei parti, dar e foarte improbabil. Oricum, sper sa va placa! Puteti sa gasiti partile unu (freeze) si doi (build) mai jooos.

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Partea 1 | Partea 2 | Partea 3 | Partea 4

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Caleasca tremura de parca ar fi fost un cutremur permanent inauntrul sau. In spatele perdelelor negre, cerul noptii era precum o pata de cerneala ce se intindea la nesfarsit; totusi, nimeni nu se uita in spatele perdelelor in seara asta.

Dezamagirea plutea in aer si avea gust amar, mirosind a casa parinteasca in care te intorci dupa ce esti dat afara de unde stai pentru ca nu ai mai platit chiria.

Jacks, individ plin de personalitate (in general criminala), persoana ajunsa fara voia sa pe un taram magic numit Regatul Folclor (desi avea mai multe regate si imparatii in acesta), de o frumusete imensa si cu o strambatura pe masura, statea pe o bancheta din catifea privind la propietarul calestii cu un ochi critic, incercand sa ascunda greata pe care o simtea stiind ca omul din fata sa este singura cale de a se intoarce acasa.

O raza din lumina lunii venea pe sub perdea si le lumina picioarele pana la genunchi. Pozitia lui Jacks era atenta, cu mainile pe coate, si observa cu coada ochiului cum luna se reflecta in cristalele colorate de la mana sa.

Barbatul din fata sa citea o scrisoare cu voce tare, insa Jacks stia cu siguranta ca persoana ce a scris-o nu putea sa fi inclus la fel de multe oftaturi dramatice pe cat o facea Vår in lectura lui. Nu a spus nimic legat de asta, totusi. Avea multe intrebari pentru vrajitorul ce putea sa construiasca orice din nimic si nu stia de unde sa inceapa cu ele, asa ca prefera sa nu adreseze niciuna.

Puterea lui Vår parea aproape fara limita, ceea ce baga sperietii in Jacks. Atunci cand vrajitorul si Jacks s-au despartit dupa discutia lor din bar, intalnindu-se din nou la apus pentru a-si incepe expeditia, Vår nici nu a ezitat inainte sa isi rasuceasca mana din inchietura o data, facand o caleasca din abanos si catifea neagra, perfect functionala, sa apara in fata lor. Jacks fluiera atunci, peste sunetul ingrozitor de alarmant al bataii inimii sale. Ar fi putut sa ii faca un sicriu si sa ii ingroape corpul de viu oricand, scapand nepedepsit, iar aceasta constientizare nu era una bine venita.

"... si astfel, OOOOFFF, iti urez mult noroc in a-mi gasi locatia, draga OOOOOOOOF frate." incheie Vår lectura scrisorii, iar Jacks nu avu nevoie sa ii acorde atentie pentru a stii ca sora lui Vår, Syksy, nu dorea sa isi vada fratele nici daca ar primi greutatea ei in diamante. "Mare pacat ca stiu exact unde esti, micuta surioara. Si o sa vin sa te iau chiar daca tu vrei sau nu."

Poate Vår ar fi fost amenintator daca vorbea cu cineva real, sau se uita in gol contemplativ, insa arata cu degetul aratator catre scrisoarea mototolita, avand si degetul mic in aer, de parca ar lua ceaiul.

"Presupun ca stie si ea asta." ridica Jacks din umeri, si se intoarse la a-si studia bratara pe care Vår i-o facuse cu un simplu gand.

 "Sper sa o faca, pentru binele ei." spuse Vår rastit, dar cand Jacks se uita la el, Vår ridica pur si simplu din umeri. "Nu vreau sa o sochez si sa ii dau un atac de cord. Din nou. Ia un sfat de la mine: nu te imbraca cu hainele surorilor tale daca nu vrei sa fi acuzata de cateva lesinuri nevinovate."

Fu o pauza in vorbire, cu Jacks uitandu-se fix in ochii lui Vår, parca provocandu-l sa zic ceva.

Si ticalosul chiar a zis.

"Ce pronume folosesti azi?"

"Feminine." a zis Jacks dupa o pauza, in care contempla daca sa il ia la bataie pe Vår acum sau dupa ce coborau din trasura.

"Am inteles, capitane." ii facu Vår cu ochiul, iar Jacks a tras perdeaua, uitandu-se pe fereastra. Il mai asculta un minut pe Vår, ce ameninta fara sa isi dea seama cat era de infricosator (deloc). 

Ce era in spatele ferestrei facu ca Jacks sa se aplece inainte, absorbind tot ce putea din aceasta imagine.

"Frumoasa priveliste, nu?" spuse Vår, dar Jacks nu se intoarse, pentru ca stia ca probabil se uita la muschii lui sau ceva asemanator.

"Am vazut si mai dragute." minti Jacks ridicand din umeri, si se lasa din nou pe spate, fara sa isi dezlipeasca ochii de la constructiile ce straluceau in noapte precum lumina a unei lanterne cand esti pierdut pe mare.

Era un adapost de animale, sau o ferma, sau un circ. Era totul in acelasi loc. Case scunde, luminate de candele colorate,cu  peretii pictati cu modele de pisici si caini de diferite rase, erau asezate intr-un cerc in mijlocul oraselului. De-abia vizibile, niste grajduri erau in partea opusa a oraselului, si Jacks poate spera la, sau poate chiar auzea, nechezatul cailor. Si peste tot erau curse, pentru cai si pentru caini, podiumuri si obstacole infipte in pamant cu lanturi. Totul parea ca bazaie cu viata, si Jacks isi simti inima batand mai tare cand se gandea la torte aprinse si la spectacole ce ii faceau pe oameni sa uite daca tipau de incantare sau de frica.

"Ai zis ca Syksy iubeste cainii." spuse Jacks dupa ce isi dezlipi ochii de la peisaj, nu fara greutate.

"Husky, in general, da. Mereu i s-a parut ca seamana cu ei. Frumoasa, dar rece. Imposibil de domesticit. Ce nu isi are locul printre oameni. Iti dai seama cat de incantata trebuie sa fi fost sa ajunga aici." spuse el uracios, insa ochii ii scanteiau, asa ca Jacks nu a spus nimic.

Oricum nu ar fi avut ce sa zica; nu avea niciun frate sau o sora, iar parintii sai i-au zis sa plece din casa inca de cand avea 15 ani si le-a spus ca e genderfluid. Fusese o discutie ce nici macar nu poate fi considerata o discutie, ci o lupta. Tatal sau luase o lampa si era gata sa ii sparga capul cu ea, iar vocea ii era joasa si aproape canina. Jacks se lasa jos cu o milisecunda inainte ca lampa sa se distruga deasupra capului sau. Un ciob ii sari in ceafa, si Jacks il scoase cu un tipat indurerat, adrenalina o armura, adrenalina o arma pe care nu voia sa o foloseasca, si se arunca peste tatal sau, cu ciobul in afara.

Isi scutura capul. Vår se uita la Jacks de parca ii putea citi gandurile, dar nu a intrebat nimic, asa cum nu a facut nici Jacks. Pentru un moment, Jacks simti recunostinta pentru barbatul din fata sa, ce era opus fetei pe care o cautau. Fetei pe care Jacks o cautase toata viata sa, fara sa stie.

"Syksy ar trebui sa dea o reprezentatie azi, deci caleasca o sa ne lase acolo."

"Cum stii toate astea?"

"Am cautat."

Jacks se uita la el pe sub sprancene. "La bar imi zisesei ca nu stii de ea."

Vår se uita pe fereastra, o roseata palida colorandu-i obrajii inchisi la culoare. "A trecut o zi."

Incerca sa dea din umeri, dar nu avea acelasi efect nonsalant ca in de obicei. Inainte ca Jacks sa zica orice, caleasca se opri. Jacks inspira adanc si deschise usa, sarind distanta de o jumatate de metru pana jos si ridicand un nor de praf in jurul sau.

Erau aproape de cele mai indepartate case postate in cerc, si Jacks putea sa vada grajdurile extrem de bine. Mereu a iubit calaria, si faptul ca in aceasta lume putea sa o faca oricand ii umplea corpul si mintea de fericire.

Concentrandu-se pe imprejurimi, Jacks isi dadu seama ca aude de aproape zgomotele unei multimi: rasul slab, lovitul de pahare, tipete dar si discutii joase, alerte ca fluxul unui rau. Iar apoi, latratul.

Uitandu-se inapo pentru a se asigura ca Vår e in spatele sau, Jacks avansa printre case pana cand a ajuns in zona de spectacol. Ramase in loc cand observa ceva ciudat, si se intoarse pentru a se uita la Vår. Caleasca din care tocmai ce iesise se dezintegra.

"Daca nu mai am nevoie de ceva dispare." spuse Vår cand a ajuns in dreptul lui Jacks si ii urmari privirea.

"Deci bratara asta nu e de fapt o bratara, ci un dispozitiv de urmarire si control?"

"Nu as avea nevoie de unul ca sa te tin sub observatie. Am relatii, Jacks-criminala-de-ocazie." spuse el si trecu pe langa Jacks inspre spectacol. Jacks isi dadu ochii peste cap si il urma.

Era exact asa cum isi imagina. Mici podiumuri si cercuri de foc, o gramada de caini de toate marimile si oameni in jobenuri si paltoane cu sclipici, ce se potriveau cu cizmele lor pana la genunchi. Oamenii erau imbracati simplu, ca in majoritatea oraselor pe care le-a vizitat Jacks, cu tonuri de bej si alb, putine femei purtand pantaloni. Totusi, vazu cativa oameni imbracati elegant, nobil, cu parul in zeci de bucle si fetele pudrate, observand cum avansa spectacolul prin binocluri cu lentile mici, de care nu aveau de fapt nevoie.

Aceasta amestecare dintre oamenii de rand si nobili facea ca Jacks sa se simta de parca era din nou pe Pamant. Era ca in metrourile in care mergea erau deopotriva oameni ce lucrau doisprezece ore pe zi pentru a isi sustine familia, in hanoracuri si pantaloni vechi, si corporatisti ce lucrau opt ore si se plangeau ca era prea mult de munca, aranjandu-si costumele apretate.

Momentul in care Vår a pus ochii pe Syksy a fost magic, doar asa putea Jacks sa il descrie. A simtit pe pielea sa cum privirile li s-au conectat, si Jacks nici macar nu a incercat sa isi ascunda interesul atunci cand s-a uitat dupa sora fetei pe care o cauta.

O vazu, si ochii parca nu i se puteau concentra pe ea: era prea stralucitoare. Incerca inca o data sa o priveasca, si de data asta ochii i se lipira de chipul cu trasaturi ce in lumea lui Jacks ar fi fost considerate asiatice, dar aici erau pur si simplu frumoase. Purta unul dintre costumele acelea cu o haina stralucitoare, pantaloni scurti de piele si bustiera, iar ghetele pana la genunchi aveau un toc asa de ascutit ca Jacks stia cu siguranta ca i-ar fi facut o gaura in inima daca nu ar fi avut-o pe Vinter acolo deja.

"Frate." a fost tot ce a spus Syksy inainte sa plesneasca dintr-un bici de piele in directia lor. Jacks se indrepta de spate si se uita la fata cu o spranceana ridicata, dar ea incepu sa rada. "Trebuie sa ma astept sa vii, du-te-n cainii mei! Nici nu stiu de ce m-am mai chinuit sa iti scriu."

Syksy venea spre ei acum, iar cand era la un metru departare scutura o data din mana cu biciul si inainte ca Jacks sa poata observa miscarea, Vår era deja prins de mijloc cu el, si se impiedica in bratele lui Syksy, care il saruta pe cap.

"Ti-a luat ceva sa iti aduci aminte ca ai o surioara, Vår." ii ciufuli ea parul, dar dupa aia inspira de cateva ori si isi ingusta ochii. "Ceva nu e in regula. Esti fericit, dar e ceva.. deplangi pe cineva. Probleme cu iubitul ala frumos al tau?"

"Nu am avut niciodata un iubit Syksy, si stii asta." isi desprinse Vår biciul din jurul soldurilor si se uita la ea. Se vedea ca el trebuia sa fie mai inalt, dar tocurile ii dadeau un sfert de metru in inaltime lui Syksy.

"Ah, atunci cine e companionul tau?" intreba Syksy atunci, si se intoarse spre Jacks.

"Jacks." spuse Jacks si ii intinse mana inainte ca Vår sa apuce sa faca orice. "Nu as fi impreuna cu ratatul asta nici daca as primi viata vesnica." continua apoi, doar sa vada daca o poate face sa rada, si daca rasul ii semana cu cel al lui Vinter.

Iar Syksy a ras, si Jacks s-a uitat intr-o parte, pentru a nu i se vedea tristetea de pe chip.

"Imi place de el." a declarat Syksy, ciufulind parul scurt al lui Jacks.

"De ea, Syk." a zis Vår, obosit sa nu faca parte din discutie. Syksy ridica sprancenele ei subtiri, dar un zambet jucaus incepea sa ii apara pe buze. "Nu am venit aici pentru filtrurile tale, Syksy. Ceva s-a intamplat cu V-"

"Shhh. O sa inceapa spectacolul. Va rog, stati sa il vedeti. Nu o sa dureze mai mult de zece minute." spuse Syksy, si inainte sa se indeparteze de ei ii apuca mana lui Jacks si trase, apropiindu-i corpul de al ei. "Poate asa o sa uiti de fata de care te-ai indragostit."

Jacks ramase in loc, cu gheata in vene mai ceva ca atunci cand a vazut-o pe Vinter ultima data, si i-a inghetat totul fizic si sufletesc. Se intoarse incet cu capul spre Vår, ce se uita la Jacks cu ochii mari. Jacks nu stia daca de frica sau de ingrijorare, dar avea un avantaj, caci lui Vår ii parea rau de companionul sau acum. Avea sa-l foloseasca cu grija.

"Ce putere are Syksy mai exact?" intreba Jacks, si se intoarse spre multimea ce incepea sa se adune intr-un cerc.

Vår se uita la Jacks din varful capului sau cu par negru-albastrui pana in calcaiul ghetelor negre, lucioase. "Viteza. Putere. Aure. Orice ce iti poate aminti de un lup, sau un husky daca vrei sa fi draguta, si tot la fel de uman."

Din cunostintele limitate despre magie ale lui Jacks, putu sa realizeze ca aurele erau legate de personalitati si de stari. Probabil de asta putu sa stie cum se simt Jacks si Vår fara sa puna nicio intrebare, si asta ii indrepta coloana lui Jacks. Se vedea asa de mult cat de mult incepuse sa o placa pe Vinter, incat sa isi puna amprenta asupra aurei sale?

Spectacolul incepea, si Jacks ii multumea pentru a mia oara oricarei entitati ar exista acolo pentru cei cativa centimetrii in inaltime peste medie pe care ii avea. O putea observa pe Syksy, radianta precum o unda de curent electric, cu luna in spate. Fata saluta multimea, dand cu biciul si chiuind de incantare, cu doi caini mari, husky, in stanga si in dreapta ei. Intre o clipire si alta, Jacks putea sa jure ca a vazut trasaturile lui Syksy alungindu-se, gheare iesindu-i din maini, aratand la randul ei ca un husky, dar imaginea trecu pe cat de repede a venit.

Si atunci ceea ce Jacks nu poate descrie altfel decat iad incepu. Era frumos si fierbinte, si totul urla sub greutatea emotiilor care tineau multimea in loc. Jacks nu stia daca cainii chiar se marisera, dar acum pareau imensi, si cercurile ce acum un minut erau la un metru deasupra pamantului, acum erau la trei. Noii caini sareau prin ele, iar in timpul saltului si ei si cercurile luau foc.

Era magnific si terifiant. Jacks o prinse cu privirea pe Syksy si putea sa jure ca era dezbracata, doar cu biciul in jurul bazinului ei. Isi dezlipi ochii de la ea cand ii zambi, si nu mai avea dinti, ci colti. Reprezentatia continua; cainii se faceau din ce in ce mai mari, si isi schimbau blana de la rosul focului la albastrul negricios al cerului in timp ce alergau in jurul multimii, sarind peste obstacole, tarandu-se pe sub ele si rostogolindu-se in praf ce parea mai degraba pudra de talc, alba si faramitoasa, ridicandu-se jumatate de metru de la pamant.

Iar apoi cineva tipa, si visul se opri. Cainii erau husky din nou, si sareau prin cercuri cu limbile scoase, iar multimea chiuia adorabil, copiii cerand sa fie ridicati sus pentru a vedea totul. Vår era in dreapta lui Jacks, si parea ca ii e rau, cand aplauzele de final se auzeau. Jacks nu se simtea diferit acum, fara vraja ce sa ii intunece mintea, asa ca ii apuca cotul si il trase afara din multime, spre aleea pe care intrasera in satul propiu-zis.

Acolo, Syksy ii astepta, si Jacks constientiza ca era imbracata. Nu stia daca sa simta dezamagire sau exasperare ca macar se gandea sa simta dezamagire, si spera cu toata puterea sa ca acest conflict interior sa nu i se arate pe aura.

Dar Syksy parea interesata de altceva acum. Isi daduse jos paltonul sclipitor, aruncandu-l pe gardul unei case, si se uita cu sprancenele incruntate la perechea din fata sa.

"De ce fecalele mamelor voastre nu mi-ati zis ca Vinter a disparut?"

"Pai, draga sora, poate pentru ca..."

"Nu ma lua pe mine cu draga sora, natangule!" se rasti Syksy, si isi lipi o mana de frunte. Era rosie, si lui Jacks ii trebui o jumatate de secunda sa isi dea seama ca e sange, dar Vår ii lua mana dreapta a surorii sale inainte ca Jacks sa apuce sa faca o miscare.

"Cine ti-a facut asta?" intreba Vår, si amenintarea din vocea sa ii aminti lui Jacks de toata puterea pe care o avea el de fapt.

"Tu cine crezi?" isi intoarse Syksy cealalta mana, iar pe podul palmei acesteia era un sigiliu, precum cel de la scrisori.

Jacks se apropie pentru a-l studie mai bine, dar apoi ridica din umeri. "Ar trebui sa il recunosc?"

Syksy scoase un ras ce era mai degraba un latrat amenintator. "As fi ingrijorata daca ai face-o. Ce ati vazut voi doi acum nu e spectacolul meu. Ce ati vazut a fost o vraja..." isi ridica mana stanga, cu palma in afara, pentru ca amandoi sa vada. "Facuta de persoana asta."

"Deci o cunosti pe persoana ce a facut asta." ridica Jacks o spranceana, incercand sa isi ascunda rusinea de la iluzia cu Syksy dezbracata.

Vår scoase un hohot trist de ras, iar Syksy isi puse capul in pamant, parul ei negru si ondulat venindu-i in fata si acoperand-o.

"Din pacate, amandoi stim cine a fost." spuse el, si ii lua mana lui Syksy, trecandu-si degetele lungi peste floarea-de-nu-ma-uita de pe podul palmei surorii lui. "E sigiliul lui Kesä."

Dupa un moment de ingropat in mintea sa, ochii lui Jacks s-au aprins, incruntandu-se totusi aproape imediat. "Fratele vostru. Da. Dar de ce ar face asta...?"

"E un avertisment." vorbi Syksy, si cand se uita la Jacks din nou, lacrimile ii curgeau mute pe obraji. Il mai privi o data pe Vår, ce dadu din cap, inca aratand ingretosat. Syksy trase aer in piept, iar dupa ce vorbi, Jacks se ineca.

"Kesä o are pe Vinter." spuse Syksy. "Si ce am vazut eu, Vår si cu tine e ce pateste ea acum, daca nu venim in pestera ei pana la apus, maine... va muri."

Jacks ii dadu un pumn, dar durerea din sufletul sau nici nu se compara cu oasele ce i-au pocnit pe sub piele.

The Unknown

Name: Rebecca, Becca, Splatter

Age: adult

Height: 5'11

Orientation/pronouns: questioning, she/they/paint, questioning

Name: LD, Lemon, Citrus

Age: ???

Height: 8'2

Orientation/pronouns: agender, he/they/it/blood/night, aroace

Name: Skid, Skele

Age: 11

Height: 4'7

Orientation/pronouns: demiboy, he/they/skull, questioning

Name: Pump, Jack-o-lantern

Age: 10

Height: 4'6

Orientation/pronouns: questioning, he/they/pumpkin/fire/dark, questioning

Name: ENA, ShapeVoid

Age: ???

Height: 9'

Orientation/pronouns: genderfluid af, he/she/they/yellow/blue/pixel, polyamorous pansexual

Name: Tankman, John, Captain

Age: in his 30's

Height: 6'4

Orientation/pronouns: trans man, he/they/gun, questioning

Bunni talks about thier cute pets! Cos I’m on such a rune factory hype today I figured I may as well ramble about what monsters I captured, and maybe other stuff about how I personally chose to play the game. I love how there’s so many different ways to play and all different routes to making enough money and exp to progress the main story! Usually in these kinds of games I focus on dungeoncrawling (like i did in stardew valley) but I’m surprised how much I genuinely enjoyed the farming in this game even though it was A HUGE CHORE in stardew! This series is the pinnacle of farming type games in my opinion, it appeals even to non-fans like me!

ANYWAY UMM I LOVE MY MONSTERS I pretty much never take them with me to dungeons, the only time I use dungeon monsters is if I catch them in the current dungeon, then I just send them home and never want them to get hurt ever again. I really REALLY like that the game levels up your monsters with a percentage of your exp even if you dont fight with them! It means you dont lose buddy battle festivals just because you choose to use them for farming instead of fighting. i have like a bazillion monster barns all super maxed out size and i have all my monsters doing the majority of my farming work nowadays except if I need to try levelling up seeds or growing a large crop. I respect them a lot cos theyre doing all this hard work so I’m able to take time off and focus on dating people and saving the world, while still making good money and PP! They save me a lot of time juggling the two sides of the game ^_^ Also I started off wanting to try and catch one of every monster in the game, but it started to become impossible to afford the higher level upgrades to get big enough monster barns to hold them all, cos I was having 90% of my fields taken up by growing enough hay to feed them all. So i sadly had to give up on the idea! But by then i’d grown attatched to a lot of them so I was only able to release the last few newest ones I’d got, I still have like forty of them and only ten of them are actually doing anything :P BUT THEYRE TOO CUTE TO SAY GOODBYE!! Oh and now i am still trying to maybe collect all the ghost types, cos theyre sweetie boops! i really love the design of the spirit types with the flamey body and the jack o lantern face. (funny since theres an ACTUAL jack o lantern type ghost that just has a regular smile) Its a bit of a lazy design choice that all of them are flameballs just recoloured to match the elements tho, i mean why not have them be lil tornados or water droplets with faces? Anyway, my main one is a wind elemental named Gizmo after my rotom in pokemon. She was one of The Saviour Trio, whom I love! They were part of an unusual strategy that helped me powerlevel early on. I would run into a dungeon that was way too high level to be completed right now, and throw all my good cookery items at the first monster i see, hoping I could catch it. Then if I succeeded I would use that monster to beat up all the similarly levelled monsters while my low level self was dying in the background, carrying me thru the dungeon til I’d powered up enough to fight alongside it! ^_^ The initial two I started with were Fester the hammer giant and Atlas the beetle, but when I saw the adorable ghosties I had to catch one and call it gizmo! i actually saw that dungeon’s wind variant ghosties before i met the original fire ones in the actual dungeon I was supposed to go to. Another noteable trio were the first three monsters I caught, who’ve been managing my main farm field ever since. Virion the archer orc, Snap the chipsqueak and Florin the flower thingie! Also Iron the bull, who’s been perpetually useful with how he’s like the only damn way to get milk items, seriously :P Why is milk so sparse in this game :P (tho randomly i do like how this world’s equivelant of cows are like if cows and bulls were merged into one creature. genderfluid bovine! maybe theyre like clownfish) There’s also Silver and Kafka, the two mandatory pets that you get during the various sechs dungeons for some reason. I got particularly attatched to Kafka cos I headcanoned that the monsters trapped in that cage were human test subjects used to develop the rune stone technology that ethelberd uses to steal the dragons’s power. It just seemed like that would be the only reason that this fairy monster can talk when no other ones do. So i kinda treat Kafka like he’s my character’s child, even though he never talks again after you add him to your party I like to headcanon he’s still sentient and part of the family. Oh, and I headcanon he’s a boy cos I didnt know until seeing the monster profile after recruiting the character that the green fairies are meant to be female. None of the other monsters get described as only being one gender except the fairies, if I recall correctly? (and the guardian bosses, but thats understandable considering their origins) So yeah, i kinda made him into an oc and I can imagine him having a gijinka form like the guardians after theyre purified? but fairy type monsters already look pretty humanoid and if I made them any more so then they’d just look exactly like amber. So maybe if I draw him as an oc I’d change what kind of monster he is and try drawing a gijinka of that? Maybe merge some of my monsters together and do a gijinka of the wind ghosties or the dead tree thing? SPEAKING OF WHICH I LOVE MY NEWEST TEAM MEMBER russel the tree ghost boss character!! he is so huge and so powerful!!! I love him!! I was so pleasantly surpised to find out I could catch boss monsters!! I think he’s the best one ive got so far, cos the second bosses in each guardian dungeon were kinda ones that didnt have any plot or anything, so i feel more like i can make ocs of them. it was weird how they just came out of nowhere to have ane xcuse for the revisit quests to have a boss battle too. Extra weird cos you can still rematch the guardian bosses once per day anyway. anyway my oc thoughts for russel is that he is Large but very kind and gentle and shy and cries whenever he hurts the smaller peoples. He is a quiet gardener who likes to bake apple pies for people. (”This apple was grown from my flesh!” *sunny smile*) So he’s kinda like a more socially anxious Amber? I was thinking if he got to turn into a human with a tragic past like how the first four bosses did, he would be a big bara love interest guy cos he’s like the largest boss character model. And cos shy kind baras are some of my fave love interests! (I am SO excited to marry benny in Fe Fates whenever i finally get that game!) I was thinking maybe he could have dark skin and have some bright shoulder tattoos that look all flowery like the apples he had as a tree. And maybe he sprouts flowers from his shoulders when he blushes! Or maybe has a flower on the top of his head? But I like the idea of him having very big hair of some sort, to tangeantally resemble a tree. Maybe a handsome afro, or maybe very long very soft flowing rapunzel hair, or maybe very non-bishie scruffy hair that he can never tame? Or maybe he’s bald and has a long beard... Anyway he would be very cute and I think he’d be a fan favourite.