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legally-a-bastard · 2 years

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8, 9, 14 for the dnd crew, 17, 26 and 42 for the Destiny peeps for the who's most likely OC asks!

kissing you on the mouth rn /p

OK OK OK SO!

dnd characters!

8. most likely to burst into song?

that’s probably Banyyr ngl. Just because he’s a half-giant barbarian doesn’t mean he doesn’t provide morale support. Or annoyance depending on the song alskxkbxbdxksjbsndnc

9. Find the perfect solution to every problem?

unfortunately, none of them. they’re all low int. Kraw might though, but only if it’s something to do with mechanical shit(he’s an artificer except more like a glorified engineer tbh)

14. Make friends out of strangers?

Cass. It’s Cass. He does this anyways. Because he is a Slut(affectionate). He’s got all the charm of a typical bard even though he’s a Paladin, because he made his oath to the fucking goddess of love.

destiny characters!

17. Be the designated driver?

Henrik. Due to his massive fucking guilt complex disguised as a sense of duty and self-sacrifice, the fucker Refuses to let himself enjoy things. Like drinking. And also everyone else out of my destiny characters except Ri-Ri drinks, especially Unrel and Svet. Second most likely though is Lena, bc she’s the mom friend.

26. Freak out because of a minor inconvenience?

If by freak out you mean ‘bitch about it for 5 minutes straight’, that’s Antoine. He’s a tad bit grumpy. If not, Pinto. Pinto is full of worry and anxiety all the time and it does not help that his guardian, Svet, is a fucking dumbass

42. Have tattoos?

Henrik, BB, and Unrel(whatever the Exo equivalent of tattoos are). Henrik’s are from before becoming a Guardian. BB’s are of various bird motifs. Unrel’s would be nautical/maritime themed.

send me a number from this list and I’ll tell you about my OCs!

#my OCs #my writing #OC: banyyr #OC: kraw #OC: Cassius arye nova #OC: henrik #OC: gloria ‘ri-ri’#OC: unrel-59 #OC: svetlana #OC: antoine-37 #OC: lena-5 #OC: blackbird

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hee-blee-art · 5 months

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bath time for the knights....... 👀

[image ID: eight greyscale drawings featuring six knight characters undressed to bathe in a lake or river. the first shows all of them, and the following seven are crops on each drawing. the crops in order show:

1. sir raon, a fat man with like skin and a dark undercut washing his side.

2. sir goodwill, a slightly fat man with light medium skin, curly dark hair, and a goatee, scooping water in his hands.

3. sir drustan, a thin pale man with straight shoulder length dark hair and a scruffy beard with a patch of white, washing his hair.

4. sir henrik, a thin man with medium skin, shaggy dark hair, a moustache, and pronounced cheekbones, washing his arm.

5. captain beorn, a buff fat man with medium light skin, a greying beard, and curly hair, washing his face.

6. sir konstantine, a tall buff guy with light skin, long medium coloured hair, a short beard, and facial scars, standing with his back to the viewer and looking over his shoulder.

7. sirs drustan and goodwill lounging in the water together by some rocks, goodwill with his arms spread wide and drustan with everything below his chin under the water. end ID]

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spiderziege · 15 days

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Piano emoji for louis

Ice cube for henrike

🍕 for lucky

(Sorry for lack of emoj they wouldn't pop up and wheneveri try to get to the emojis manualy my phone flips out)

For Louis: Do they have any hobbies?

He's really into photography! I don't really know why tbh ive just always felt like it'd fit him.

For Henrike: Is their current design the first one?

okay the thing with henrike is that she's one of my oldest ocs, but she was always more of a side character at the start, so i barely have any art of her from more than like. three years ago maybe? she hasnt changed a ton, and i think the ways her design changed is more 'i got better at drawing her the way i actually want to' than 'i consciously changed her design'. the important thing is probably that she does not wear pants ever, only skirts and dresses. which makes her lots of fun to draw <3

For Lucky: What is their favorite food?

i dont think i can pick one specific food (i cant even pick my own fav food so idk how to do it for the ocs lol) but in general. Lucky really likes her sister's cooking. She has four older siblings, and she isnt particularly close to any of them for one reason or another, but this one of her sister is definitely the one who's like. the most approachable i guess. and she's a great cook! i think Lucky likes spicy food

#my process for picking henrike's outfits is i watch any Wir sind Helden concert from the 00's and see whatever judith holofernes is wearing #and then make it like 20% more edgy #ask games #oc art #ill answer the rest tomorrow cause i wanna make doodles for all of them but. gotta shreep

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ch0colatec0ff33-art · 3 months

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All the prompts from the Psychonauts fanatics Valentine event!

All prompts so far

"crush" First three with Sasha

"self love" Robin eating a fruit tart, watching their favorite show

"sharing" Ruth and Ollie 'sharing' some oranges

"family" Henrik helping biscuit brush her hair

This has been so much fun :]]]

#psychonauts #silly art gallery #sasha nein #silly ocs #psychonauts 2 #robin stenzke #psychonauts oc #wingz au #fanart #Ruth Lamia #Henrik Pawns #Biscuit neun #Ollie Lamia #sasha electric au #salamander valley 🦎#Valentines #valentines event #drawing prompt

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wendiiingo · 4 months

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@/logan_aether @leobashi @bean-that-loves-jesters

Scrambling to dump the rest of my sketchmas contributions before the year is up!!

#sketchmas #jse sketchmas #thankmas #jacksepticeye #jse egos #jacksepticeye egos #septicart #jse fanart #my art uwu #oc art #winter au #schneeplebro #my dads <3 #henrik von schneeplestein #chase brody

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pencilpat · 4 months

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I ABANDONED MY ROOTS so here is so many MBC sketches that it's ridiculous because I missed these nerds, and there's some new additions to the family that I had to draw. <3

Quintrell & JJ are my favourite weird girl x weird boy couple everrrrr

@beerecordings here's your babies

(Read this story here: @my-brothers-corrupted!)

#my brothers corrupted #jacksepticeye #jse egos #jameson jackson #jackieboy man #max deshmuk #jse oc #jacksepticeye oc #septicart #chase brody #henrik von schneeplestein #jse fanfic #jacksepticeye fanfic #my art #other's ocs #artists on tumblr

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tildeathiwillwrite · 30 days

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Tag Game: Character Voice (Round 2!)

Oooo thanks @phoenixradiant for the tag!

Rules: rewrite the line as how your characters would say it!

My Line: "Maybe I do, maybe I don't."

Gently tagging @annakayy @fourwingedwriter @faytelumos @spitefulbull @cssnder @late-to-the-fandom @gamerkats @thewritingautisticat @chronicallydragons @writer-of-worlds and open tag!

Your line: "Fascinating...."

For The Legend of Orian Goldeneye:

Jas: "So what if I do?" Killian: "...maybe... maybe not..." Orian: *cocks head* "Maybe?" Henrik: "It's familiar to me, yes." Diana: "I might, I might not." Azura: "I don't know. What about it?" Morpheus: "Perhaps..." Draven: "That entirely depends on the next words out of your mouth." Octavian: "Perhaps I do, perhaps I don't."

#the legend of orian goldeneye #character voice tag #tag game #writeblr tag game #my wips #my ocs #jasper katherine #killian cory #orian goldeneye #henrik bronze #diana ozborne #azura lazuli #morpheus tloog #draven cozenson #octavian de silv #writeblr #open tag #writeblr open tag

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ghostiezone · 4 months

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dare i free him from his death? quicken now his pulse and breath and make him once again reborn (x)

#this one has been sitting in the wip folder since october 2022 #the fate of broken hearts #tfobh #tfobh henrik #henrik sommerfeld #ocs #my ocs #digital art #ghostiezone

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hee-blee-art · 5 months

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the knights in crop tops, as requested by @lightningfilledsaber (modern au cause I thought it'd be fun) :)

[ID: four greyscale drawings featuring five knight characters all dressed in crop tops.

1. sir konstantine, a tall buff guy with light skin, long medium coloured hair, a short beard, and lots of scars stands tugging on a tight small crop top. an arrow points to him labelled "one of sebastian's shirts." out of frame, someone asks, "how's it fit?" and konstantine replies "uh... wee bit small."

2. sir goodwill, a slightly fat man with light medium skin, curly dark hair, and a goatee, and sir drustan, a thin pale man with straight shoulder length dark hair and a scruffy beard with a patch of white, stand next to each other in meme shirts. goodwill had his arm around drustan.

3. sir henrik, a thin man with medium skin, shaggy dark hair, a moustache, and pronounced cheekbones, stretches and yawns, making his short crop top ride up to show his belly and chest.

4. sir raon, a fat man with light skin and a dark undercut, lounges propped up on his elbows in a football / soccer uniform with a crop top and goalie gloves, sweaty and flushed. end ID]

#art #knights #gay #queer #thirsty #fantasy #modern au #oc #ocs #digital art #drawing #character design #the grey circle #fantastic #sir konstantine #sir henrik #sir raon #sir drustan #sir goodwill

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spiderziege · 5 days

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🎯❤️ (idk who of your ocs is who but i love seeing them when they show up i go “:D!” (anyway answer for whoever you want to :>

since you didnt specifiy im gonna answer for two ocs who arent really part of the main group but i still love them very much <3

What do they do best?

Pina does ballet, and she's generally a pretty good dancer! she's got a really good feel for rythm too, and its something she just really loves doing

What is their best memory?

One of Dani's best memories is getting their dog i think. They're a veterinarian and this little dog was brought in one day when he was found abandoned and pretty neglected, and Dani ended up adopting him and got him back to good health and now theyre inseperable

#for more background - Pina is a former highschool classmate of Elias Louis and Henrike and also Henrike's maybe-somewhat girlfriend #Dani is a local veterinarian and good friends with Maurice #ask games #oc art

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ch0colatec0ff33-art · 5 days

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Bunch of drawings from a daycare/age swap au! (Basically just me babyifying OCS)

Robin, Henrik, biscuit, stitches (all my ocs)

Goya, Judy, Shawn, Yasuō ( @owoiwonderwhatsthis )

Cain and Able ( @annabiscuits )

Lucas and Bastion ( @meepmoopmaap ) (and Porter, my oc)

Albatross, Gwen, Ruth ( @supermew100 )

Micheal and Luci ->

#psychonauts #psychonauts au #daycare au #silly art gallery #others ocs #sketches #robin stenzke #henrik pawns #biscuit neun #stitches Lamia

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glsneeg-enthusiast · 29 days

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Can you not post about necrophilia? I think your ocs are neat but that stuffs really uncomfy yknow :/

ive been staring at this for like 5 minutes how am i supposed to even. how do i respond to rhis

#is this from when i made it public that randy fucked henriks dead body #also you?? you like my oc posts???? only those ??#you come into my house for my ocs and ask me to?? to not talk about the lore ?????

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endlessly-cursed · 6 months

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Riddle Era- Geena Greenaway

"𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙩𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛."

Name: Geena Lucie Greenaway

Nicknames: Gennie, Gen

Birthdate: 23rd of December, 1930

Zodiac Sign: Capricorn

Personality Type (MBTI): TBD

Blood Status: Pureblood

Nationality: British

Physical Appearance

gif credit to @/tessgifs

Hair: Black

Eyes: Black

Height: 1.64m

Weight: 60kg

Body Type: Short and slender

Skin Tone: Slight tan

Distinguishing Marks (scars, birthmarks, etc.): Purple marks on her decolletage from an experiment gone wrong

Background

Hometown

Geena grew up with her mother and grandparents in Greenaway manor, being her grandmother's most favoured grandchild and the one they saw the most, and despite her mother owning a flat in London, they spent most of their time in the famous house. She also got to see the final years of Uncle Ezra's years and grew up hearing his stories firsthand.

Family

Mother: Nadine Ambrosia Greenaway

The only parent she's ever known in her life, she grew up alongside her, always from one adventure to another, following Ezra's footsteps, becoming her mother's pupil. She never once told her about her father, telling her it was for the best that she never knew the man. Geena never questioned her, but when she died, she received a letter from a mysterious man claiming to be her long-lost father. And she'd soon regret that decision.

Father: Maverick Harlow

A two-thousand year old heretic (half vampire half mage), he and Nadine had met in one of her adventures and fell in love while fighting rogue werewolves. Nadine was unaware of what a threat he was, his age not being a concern to her... until she saw his bloodlust. The two of them argued and physically fought, and Nadine left in a huff, only to find out (while digging on him) that he had founded a cult for the elite. Geena found out and started snooping around, and soon backfired. One of his lackeys kidnapped the fifteen year-old Geena as some sort of revenge in Maverick's name and, while preparing her for an offer to an old god, fighting back, fell onto unknown chemicals. The next thing Geena knew, she was bleeding and the whole place blew up. The only survivor? Geena herself. And Maverick, who quickly left the UK and fled to the States. Meanwhile, Geena had to deal with the aftermath: being thrown into jail for a week, and her newfound immortality.

Grandmother: Lucie Anna Cromwell

Geena always knew that her ever-perfect grandmother had secrets, secrets she knew she'd never know. However, she always ideolized her and kind of envied her. She passed away when she was just fourteen, not old enough to be let into family secrets or rumours.

Grandfather: Thane Greenaway Jr. ( @potionboy3 )

Geena always grew up with stories of her grandparents' epic love story, how it trespassed time, class, duty and blood purity and won everything. She admired him and was her favourite man in the world and the one to act like a father figure to her. She was devastated when his time came too.

Son: Jonathan Everett of Alderly

Geena did her best to raise her son to be a good man, however, he was always a troubled man. The reason? He was a gay man in a deeply conservative society where sex between men was some kind of guilty pleasure kept hush-hush, and where if you were a man, rich and single, all eyes were on you. Jon came to his smart mother and asked her for her protection. After a long talk, they agreed on looking for a suitable beard wife, and found one on Nina Morland, a lesbian who was looking for a cover of her affair with a famous actress. The couple managed to have one child, George, per the wishes of the marriage, and the secret wasn't out until they divorced amicabily in 2013 and Jonathan married his lifelong paramour, (OPEN!) and Nina married her own.

Daughter: Adaline Cora Louise Primrose of Alderly

Her daughter Ada was her brother's opposite: cheery, fun-loving, the life of the party and shone as bright as the sun, all while keeping a good head level and making sure both families' fortunes increased. She inhereted her love for being mysterious and kept her life private.

House: Gryffindor

Best Class: Flying, Charms, Astronomy

Worst Class: History of Magic

Boggart: Her father, finishing his job

Riddikulus: Her father blows up in a big balloon

Patronus: TBD

Patronus Memory: Waltzing with Henrik

Mirror of Erised: Being able to age with Henrik and her family

Amortentia (what she smells like): Rose petals, vanilla, freshly baked sweetmeats, expensive cologne and powder

Amortentia (what she smells): Sandalwood, cigar smokes, expensive cologne, new paper and coffee

Career

11-18: Hogwarts student

17-64: Private Investigator

65-72: Cult disbander

73-??: Archivist in the ministry

??-??: Restaurant owner

Personality & Attitude

Priorities: Her family, taking down her father, disband cults, being on the right side of history and making sure nobody knows who she is

Strengths: Brave, bold, intuitive, daring, passionate, fierce and protective

Weaknesses: Proud, reserved and closed-off

Stressed: When reminded of her immortality

Calm/Comforted: Seeing that her family will be well

Favorites

Colors: Red, golden, blue, emerald green and beige

Weather: Heavy rain with thunder

Hobbies: Reading, knitting, travelling, discovering new adventures and living her life

Fashion: Geena dresses casually, but still with style

Relationships

Significant Other/Love Interest: Henrik Victor of Alderly

Geena knew of Henrik's fame as a hopeless romantic heartthrob and a spineless tool, and although he amused her and intrigued her, he didn't seem interested in her... until, three years after graduation, they met again in his sister's debut and realised how much he had changed. He worked hard to get her heart, and he succeeded. They slowly courted, keeping a long engagement while Geena slowly unpacked the dark aspects of her life. Henrik was incredibly supportive, and they both married when she was 26.

They had two children, Jonathan and Adaline, and kept a low profile, staying away from politics as much as they could help it and, although they stood up for what was right, they were pretty much under the radar, making their own fortunes and enjoying their quiet life. During her lifetime with Henrik, she didn't think once of her father or the cult still lurking in her family's lives.

Geena is open for a second love!!

Friends: Portia Augusta of Alderly

Geena got along well with her youngest sister-in-law Portia, whose lively and fierce personality always put at ease the overthinking personality of Geena.

Gia Somerset II, Baroness Sudeley

Her cousin-in-law, despite Geena being older, was truly an inspiration of how to navigate cunningly the volatile court of both George VI and Elizabeth II. They both got along like a house on fire and learned much from one another. Geena was devastated when she, alongside most of her family, died within time.

Rivals: The Saviours of Cingerix

A cult that goes way back to the 1530s, what started as an underground Counterreformation, soon began its cult to much older gods during the early 19th century and its romantisation of Ancient Greece and Rome, all the elites working in gruesome ways to keep themselves in power through a cutthroat hierarchy that very few fully escalated. His leader, Maverick, has held power ever since, his tyranny and cruelty, as well as thirst for power, keeping him in power and in control of the wealthy and powerful.

Trivia

As she started getting older but didn't age properly, she took Polyjuice potions resembling old people who were forgotten to history so nobody would suspect of her immortality

After Henrik died, she faked her death and changed her name to 'Danielle Hastings' and for every ten years, she did such ritual

In 1997-1998, she took part in the Phoenix Resistance after Semele Thorne found out about her and, discovering that her father was also a Death Eater, she joined, determined to weaken him

She's the grandmother of Naila of Alderly, who'd finally put a stop to the cult with Geena's help... unbeknownst to Naila

She loves bagels and can bake them from scratch

She has a cheese addiction

Her mother's travels made her a fan of Mediterranean foods and diets

After the cult was disbanded, she created her own Mediterranean cruisine restaurant, 'The Green's Way' as an ode to her birth family. Each of her family members got the best dish names: her grandmother Lucie got the homemade cheesecake named 'Sweet Nana Lucie's Cheesecake', her mother's patatas bravas were named 'Nadine's Bravado Chips'...

Despite being immortal and never aging, she can procreate children and is very unlikely to miscarry it, given her system is much stronger than an average woman's

#riddle era #hp riddle era #oc: geena greenaway #henrik of alderly #geena x henrik #oc: naila of alderly #the greenaway family #the alderly family #oc profile #character sheet

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muscari-melpomene · 3 months

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From the Grounds Up

Anti knocked back the rapidly-cooling remainder of his hot chocolate, and sighed with contentment as the remaining warmth spread through his chest. He washed the cup with quick, deft movements, and set it aside to dry. By the door of his shop, a large grey-brown mutt stretched with a groan. Anti whistled at it.

"Mutt," he called quietly, and the dog's ear twitched dismissively. Anti grinned.

Step back from this scene. Step back from the man behind the counter, leaning against it with his shoulders relaxed and his back straight. He's been standing like that a few months now, more at ease than he's been in his entire short life. Step back and look around his warm little shop.

The walls are exposed brick. There are plain wooden shelves set into it between two windows, containing a few trinkets and random decorations that took Anti's fancy. There are a couple small corner tables, and there is the counter with a neat row of seats at it. The shop smells strongly of coffee and spices, in the refreshing, comforting way that most cafés do. It is dark outside, and the dog by the door – Mutt, as we've learned his name is – is napping, utterly content with his lot in life.

It is dark outside, and the sun hasn't been seen for hours now. The café has only just opened. The sign outside that declares Coffee Talk cheerfully to the street flickered on at precisely 10 pm.

Step back into the shop, and take a deep breath of the warm, spiced air. You, and anyone else craving a warm drink and pleasant company, are welcome here.

Anti glanced up as the bell over the door jingled, yanked abruptly out of his thoughts. Damien was already hanging his long coat on a hook by the door.

"Evening, Anti," he called over his shoulder. Mutt dragged himself to his feet and snuffled over to Damien hopefully.

"You've got my damn watchdog rolling over at your feet," was Anti's reply, and Damien only smiled, reaching down to give Mutt a scratch behind the ear.

"You hear how he talks to me?" he murmured to the dog, "I'm his best customer and he swears at me the second I'm in the door."

"Henrik's my best customer, I could set my watch by the guy if I wanted."

"Henrik orders the same three drinks in rotation," said Damien as he slid into his usual seat at the counter. "You hate that." Mutt wandered to his spot by the door, and collapsed again with a loud sigh.

"Point," Anti conceded, "but at least I always know when he's coming. He'll be here in twenty minutes. You, on the other hand-"

He reached across the counter and flicked Damien's forehead, earning an offended noise as Damien swatted his hand away.

"-You haven't been here in a week and a half, D., what gives?"

"I've been busy," said Damien, as usual.

"With what?" asked Anti, as usual. Damien gave him a pleading look, and Anti dropped it. He was barely upset anymore anyway; the familiarity of the interaction soothed his lingering disappointment at Damien's long absence. Anti took a mug from under the counter and filled it with hot water to warm it.

"What kind of night is it?"

"The usual," said Damien, propping his chin on his hand.

"With your fancy-ass lavender in it?"

"With my fancy-ass lavender, yes."

Anti bit back a grin. Damien swearing in his calm, articulate voice always made Anti want to laugh, but the man looked tired, so Anti would hold back from any more mockery for the time being. Including reproaching him for having something as boring as a usual. Anti was feeling forgiving today, apparently. Maybe he should fix that.

He emptied the mug he'd heated, put a sachet of earl grey in it, and refilled it two thirds of the way with water just cooled from boiling. He hummed to himself as he let it steep, doing a few last checks that all of his brewing equipment was clean and ready to go for the evening.

The tea finished steeping, and he tossed away the bag before adding a hint each of vanilla and lavender syrup, stirring them in thoroughly before steaming a cup of milk and topping off the mug.

"A London Fog with lavender for his majesty," he snipped as he set the mug in front of Damien. Damien rolled his eyes, and took a long sip.

"...How do you always make it better than I ever can at home?" he sighed, setting it back on the counter. "It never tastes right when I do it."

"If I told you I'd have to kill you," said Anti brightly, and said nothing about how he'd narrowed it down carefully through trial and error, and Damien liked the drink best when the tea had been steeped just over four minutes.

"Mutt," said Damien, glancing back at the dog, "he's threatening me again. Sic 'em."

Mutt lifted his large head to stare at them for a moment, unimpressed, then set about licking his paws.

"...Impressive watchdog you've got there."

"He just doesn't think you're worth showing off for," Anti shrugged, and Damien gave him about the same look they'd just gotten from Mutt.

The door burst open, and a man with long hair half tied back and a satchel overflowing with notebooks and papers rushed in. He shoved himself into a seat at the counter, only avoiding falling out of it because Damien grabbed the back of the chair as it tilted, and hoisted the satchel onto the counter, half-emptying it in front of him.

"Ginger latte," he said by way of greeting, and Anti rolled his eyes and went to pull an espresso shot for the drink.

"Breakthrough?" Anti heard Damien ask as the machine grumbled to life and spat fresh grounds into a waiting cup.

"Maybe," said Marvin, "don't talk to me."

Anti tried to focus on making the drink, and not the anxiety coiling in his stomach. This happened at least once a month. Marvin was always having a breakthrough, always just on the edge of figuring out how to track down- well.

Anti wasn't thinking about it. He had a drink to make.

A small amount of fresh ginger grated in on top of the espresso grounds. Tamp it down. Pull the shot. Steam the milk and pour, and a bit more ginger on the froth on top because Marvin liked his flavored lattes to kick him in the teeth a bit.

"Drink up," he said, brushing a few papers aside so he could put the drink on the counter. Marvin didn't say anything.

"Marv."

"What?!" he snapped, looking up, then: "Oh- yes, thank you."

"Your shirt's buttoned wrong," Anti told him. Marvin looked down.

"Ah."

"When was the last time you slept, Marvin?" asked Damien. Marvin got that impatient look about him that said they were in for an utterly incomprehensible lecture.

"There are more important things-"

"Than your own health?" said Damien mildly, but Marvin had already started.

"-than getting my bloody eight hours- I am so close, so close to finding it, him, the escaped experiment- I finally got into the ruins of IRIS-"

"You what?! " snapped Anti, reeling back.

"I snuck in!" said Marvin, a deranged light in his eyes, "it was so simple in the end, and right there in the center of it was the site of the incident- the human remains there are mostly decayed, which is a shame, I'm no forensics expert, so I can't figure much out from it, but the magical traces remaining down there are- the energy is different from anything I've ever seen, if I can find a match for it-"

"That's trespassing, Marvin," said Damien, and Marvin waved a dismissive hand.

"Neither of you is going to say anything- but listen, this energy-"

"Marvin, for fuck's sake," Anti interrupted, a little louder than he'd meant to, "drink your damn latte before I scald you with it."

Marvin, miraculously, fell silent, staring at Anti. Damien was also staring at Anti. That was not what Anti had been hoping for.

The bell over the door jingled again, and Anti looked to it like a drowning man to a plank floating by.

"Henrik!" he called with visible relief, and Henrik raised an eyebrow at him.

"...hello."

"Oh, good," said Damien, "someone with sense- Henrik, come talk to Marvin."

"What's he done this time?" asked Henrik, hanging his coat up and sitting on Marvin's other side.

"I haven't done anything."

"Dumbass snuck into the smoldering fucking wreck of IRIS on- I'm gonna guess two hours of sleep?"

"Three," Marvin shot back, glaring.

"Marvin," said Henrik calmly, and Marvin realized his mistake. Anti stepped into the back as Marvin started trying to defend himself, doubtlessly only digging himself in deeper.

The store room door shut behind Anti, and he sunk to the ground, pressing a hand to his chest – breathe, Anti, breathe, in and out, nice and slow, don't hyperventilate, throwing up in here would be a health and sanitation nightmare, just breathe – and curling up in a little ball. The earthy smell of stored spices and herbs surrounded him, grounding him just a bit more.

Marvin was always having a breakthrough on one magical matter or another related to the incident at IRIS that had taken place eighteen months ago. Most people would have given up by now, but Marvin wasn't the type. The more he was told to let something go, the deeper he sunk his teeth in it.

And now he'd gone and broken in to what remained of IRIS. He'd found traces of energy there that he could study, something tangible to follow the tracks of. Something, if Anti had to guess, sharp and electric. Something made of dark, distorting strands woven into the form of a human. A man who was more solid now, more steady, less inclined to cut into someone and drain them to stay alive.

Who just wanted to be left alone.

Anti made himself look up, look around the store room. He ought to do inventory while he was here.

"...need more mint," he mumbled to himself, voice dry from his ragged gasping earlier. "Jamie'll be devastated..."

"-Don't want your help-" came an irate voice from outside, and Anti dragged himself to his feet.

On the edge of destroying Anti's life or no, Marvin was a fucking mess right now, and it was Anti's shop he was making that mess in. He really shouldn't leave Henrik and Damien to corral the whole thing.

Marvin was carrying on at full strength still by the time Anti reached the counter. Henrik hadn't raised his voice yet, but was starting to look fully annoyed rather than just exasperated.

"Doc," Anti cut in, "let me get you a drink for dealing with his shit."

"That would be lovely, thank you," said Henrik, shoulders relaxing a hair. "Coffee with honey, please."

"Coming right up."

"Now, Marvin," said Henrik, turning back to the scowling magician, "listen carefully. You're only going to make a mess of your research if you do it in this state- I'm not finished."

Marvin, who had opened his mouth to start talking again, shut it, and glared instead.

"Thank you. You will finish your drink, and let me finish mine, and then I am going to walk you home, and you are going to go to sleep for several consecutive hours."

"And why would I do that?" said Marvin, arms crossed. Henrik blinked.

"Because the alternative is forceful castration."

Marvin went pale, and Damien managed to turn a laugh into a cough. Anti smiled slightly. Henrik stared coolly at Marvin, utterly unconcerned.

Marvin picked up his latte and sipped it, settling for glaring furiously at the countertop. Anti set a sweetened coffee in front of Henrik, who nodded politely in thanks.

Time passed quietly after that. Anti spent his time bothering Damien, with Henrik chiming in occasionally and Marvin halfheartedly sketching complex diagrams in one of his notebooks. After a while, Henrik paid for both his and Marvin's drinks, and firmly escorted the insomniac magician out, giving Mutt a pat on the head as he left. Damien took a long sip of his second London Fog of the evening.

"That was a shitshow."

Anti snorted, and Damien grinned tiredly.

"Yeah," said Anti, smiling, "yeah, kinda was."

"Are you alright?"

"What did I tell you about worrying about me?"

"That it was annoying but cute."

"I never said 'cute'."

"Ah, but you did," said Damien, looking far too pleased with himself, "you said it while Wilford was here, and he reminds me of it daily. You really ought to know better by now."

"I should," Anti conceded, "but it's funny when Wilford teases you."

"I never said 'teases'."

"This is Wilford we're talking about."

That got a laugh out of Damien, and something in Anti's chest warmed at the noise.

"You have a point," Damien said. His smile crinkled his eyes at the corners. He pushed his empty mug across the counter, and Anti took it.

"Another drink?"

"No," he said, sliding out of his seat, "no, I really ought to be getting to bed... thank you, though. Have a lovely evening, Anti."

"Have a good night, Dames," said Anti, watching him go. He took his coat from its usual hook, patted the dog, and was gone. Anti stood there a moment, watching the door. Mutt yawned, and Anti shook his head sharply.

"Time to close up, I think," he mumbled, and went to wash out the mug.

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