Oc design commission for Twitter 😊

HES SCREAMING LET HIM SCREEAAAAAM

A panel for my final in my comic class

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it didn't take her father's telepathic prowess to know that her dad friend was dog tired. she could giggle at that pun later when there wasn't a hangry baby to soothe. whispering sweet nothings in mandarin, she flitted around the room with inhuman speed and grace that wouldn't be lost to the wolf's gaze— well, if his eyes had been open that is. seeing him slumped in the chair with exhaustion and stress pouring off of him in waves that even her nose could pick up on, she couldn't help but think of just how young he looked. an ache echoed through her heart but she tried not to dwell on the thought as she focused on radiating soothing energy. at his quip, she snorted, but some devilish delight was evident in the twinkle of her golden hues. ❛ too late. gotta warn her early. ❜ as he approached, she offered him a gentle look, a salve for the biting remarks they usually exchanged. all in good fun, of course. like he said, he had been around since before her birth. there wasn't anyone who could understand her quite the same way. ❛ i refuse to believe i was ever this small . . . ❜ she murmured, peering down at the tiny little bundle swaddled in her arms, her little features painted with serenity in a soft slumber. reaching over a hand, fingertips glanced over his pulse as she project the same peaceful thoughts to him, coaxing him to take a much needed rest. her tone was stern yet gentle, matching the set in her jaw and the softness in her gaze. ❛ you can take a break. don't worry, i got this. ❜

@duskwolf​  ( jacob  →  georgia ) :  ✿

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other

FAMILIAL.     siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other

ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into sexual or romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of off circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based off misunderstanding or lies  /  conflict of ideology  /  betrayal  /  hero - villain dynamic  /  enemies  /  fight club  /  friends turned enemies  /  lovers turned enemies  /  exes turned enemies  /  other

I gave the Duskwolf a new redesign since he looked kinda cringe, I'm very proud of how his new design turned out, makes him look more creepy

D'kota's New Dad

(Small writing about Baatu handing off D'kota to Thor.)

It had been a couple of days since D’kota was saved and brought to the city back with Captain Ardakium’s squadron. She was taken care of, fed, washed, given a warm place to sleep at night, but the squad couldn’t keep her and Baatu already had his hands full. The option of bringing her to an orphanage was brought up several times, but everyone had already grown a bit attached to her. What options did they have here otherwise?

On the third night while Baatu was carrying the sleeping Miqo’te back to his apartment, they bumped into a dear friend, Thorsytr. A surprised expression grew on both of their faces as they met. Baatu’s expression changed first as he began to smile and explain who this child was and what had happened to lead to this. The two conversed.

Whether it was the noisiness of the conversation, the vibrating of Baatu’s voice through his chest, or the chilly evening air, eventually D’kota was roused awake. She whined and complained as she grabbed at the nearest loose piece of clothes to stabilize herself as she rose. When she saw the gray stranger talking to the big guy who saved her, she immediately reached out to him with a big smile. Her little hand tried to grab his cigarette, but Thor backed a bit away before she could get it. In a moment, D’kota already wanted to be carried by the other man, her hands reaching out to him once more. This happened a few times as the men exchanged words and plans. 

As Thor was in need of a place to stay and Baatu was in need of a babysitter, the two made some arrangements. Thor would stay at Baatu’s apartment while he was away and take care of D’kota. Just temporarily, of course…

--

Thor and D'kota had been staying in the quaint apt in Ul'dah for nearly a week when Baatu came by and mentioned heading home soon to visit his family. It was late and the little miqo'te had been fast asleep for hours. Thor on the other hand was planted in a chair near the distant window, already well into his second pack of smokes.

He protested going with Baatu, explaining that he had no clue how to take care of a kid like this. Baatu pointed out the girl was still alive and in good health so he hadn't done that terrible a job. When he suggested Thor adopt the girl, the duskwolf nearly doubled over.

They both pled their cases for the whys and why nots of it, but when D'kota woke up and sleepy walked to Thor, crawling into his lap to doze back off, the decision had been made. Come morning, they'd all head east to Kugane and Thor would take his first steps, as a father.

(Second half written by @aces-and-kings! Thor and D'kota also owned to him!)

— DUSKWOLF. JACOB BLACK.

An independent & private Jacob Black from the Twilight series. Heavily headcanon based, canon divergent, & anti-s.meyer. Character development & plot driven. Please read rules before following!

— Written by Becks ( she / they ), 28, EST.

As I continue making progress with my Monsternomicon module for Fantasy Grounds Unity, I believe it should not go unsaid that I've been a little happy with the Blur tool, and while comparatively, there's a very noticeable difference between the "blurred" images and the original images, I think the "blurred" images will attract much less attention to mechanical error, such as artifacts and software or conversion error.

I was sure to work on an additional layer, so it can still fall under my modest credit for "Additional Image Manipulation," along with drawing transparency masks.

However, please note that the originals were indeed exported from the PDF file provided for my licensed purchase of each individual title. The images exported from a particular PDF are the original images I use for it's representation in my Fantasy Grounds Unity module with a little alteration for heightened appeal.

In other words, I used the licensed images, I did not rely on the internet for higher quality images.

Things like the Iron Kingdoms or Privateer Press logos were linked from the Campaign Setting module to save space, because they're literally the same images. Dependencies are listed with my credit & date last updated on the Credits page.

One example is the image for "Duskwolf," the hair of the wolf and the rider has a real lot of artifacts & mechanical error. Even when I draw them transparent, it doesn't let go of the attention enough. That's one area of an image that I used much comparitively noticeable use of the Blur tool in Photoshop.

 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓭 🧊

.14 elftober prompt!

Rivienne isn’t worried about freezing, underneath her skin runs the warmth of Azeyma.

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as her name echoed back to her— right . . . that's what it was. her family name. strange, she thought, that out of all the aliases she had once been accustomed to, that was the one that first sprouted to the forefront of her mind when asked. yet again, more information to be compartmentalized and shoved into the deep recesses of her mind to be untangled at another date, that time to be determined. it would take some getting used to, the sound of . . . well, anything, really. her mind had grown used to it's unending emptiness, the expanse of nothing but taking in the observations of that very moment and letting go of everything else. conscious thought was practically unheard of, and the slight throbbing between her eyes was likely a signal of her once dormant mind now kick-starting back to life. brilliant. heavy irony and sarcasm intended.

the creature that resembled more of a monument than an animal ducked his head, teeth barred in a wolfish grin. despite the alarming, vaguely threatening nature of the movement, the dhampir found herself smiling. that's it. if there was any question of her mental fortitude before, it was surely answered now. she was having a full blown breakdown in the middle of the forest with some imaginary, laughing wolf. and she was smiling about it. emotions she hadn't felt in quite some time slowly floated to the surface, swimming until recognition painted them the proper hue. annoyance and mirth mingled as she raised a bronze brow at his response. something like that. well, even if her mind was fracturing and reality was unfurling before her eyes, at least her observation skills weren't lacking. she was right, or partially so, about the wolf but not thing. she made a mental note to pat herself on the back for that one later.

without warning, the beast before her started to move. no question or hesitation lingered as her small form darted up the nearest tree. limbs scrambled, muscles ached, and nail beds screamed as she clawed her way up the side of the massive yellow cedar. she didn't stop her ascent, climbing wildly and with abandon, the only thought echoing through her mind in that moment was how much she didn't want to become lunch for a hungry wolf. a silly, childhood story flitted to the forefront of her memory which she swiftly beat back into submission as she sprawl across one of the tallest branches, encircling her arms around the wood to secure herself as she pressed her cheek to the surface, peering down carefully at the—

where there was once a wolf stood a single, solitary man.

blinking down, she remained a statue, frozen in place to the branch as the adrenaline coursed through her body like a live wire set to high voltage. slowly, like a deflating balloon, her limbs unlocked from the wood until she could climb back down the way she came. dropping down from the lowest branch, she hovered close to the tree, dark gaze full of a dozen unspoken questions as she peered over at his now sitting form. once her curiosity got the better of her, and her erratic heartbeat had settled to a pace of normalcy, she took a seat across from him, setting her weathered backpack down at her side. something in her chest vibrated with a radiant, welcoming warmth that set her teeth on edge. what the hell, exactly, was this . . . person? creature? and why did she feel so at home sitting just a few yards away despite everything she had just witnessed. her mind, if it had been running on full cylinders instead of half neglected, should have been scolding her. red flags. bombs away. anything to get her to run. and yet, here she sat, staring rather rudely, although something told her they were passed that, in awe and stark confusion. she brushed her hands off on her tattered denim as if she didn't just leave claw marks in trunk of the tree next to her. ❛ that's one hell of a party trick. ❜

@duskwolf​  ( jacob  →  jonah ) :  ✿

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other

FAMILIAL.     siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other

ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into sexual or romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of off circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based off misunderstanding or lies  /  conflict of ideology  /  betrayal  /  hero - villain dynamic  /  enemies  /  fight club  /  friends turned enemies  /  lovers turned enemies  /  exes turned enemies  /  other

"When you take a photograph of someone, you take a portrait of their soul.” ― Winna Efendi

Haven't drawn The Duskwolf in awhile so here's some doodles of him

I followed because I thought there would be cool potential between Jacob and a slayer! And stayed because JUST WOW all your work, all your development, your compelling and lovely writing, just everything!! You have such a passion for Jo and I just!!! LOVE U AND HER!!

WHY DID YOU FOLLOW THIS BLOG AND WHAT MADE YOU STAY ?

becks i love you so much you have no idea :(( <3 this made me cry happy tears so SHAME ON YOU FOR MAKING ME CRY ICICLES OKAY, IT'S LIKE 0 oC outside :(( and there is still cool potential between Jacob and Jo between they're both :(( and </3 and badass and UGH I LOVE THEM YOUR HONOUR. Anyway, here's a reward for you.

@duskwolf​ asked and so received

              There was a glint in his eye, one that had scared scores of men, supernatural and human alike, and Klaus was curious to see how his daughter’s chosen beau measured up. He had no reason to worry, because despite his protectiveness over Hope, she had always been the sort of precocious child to do whatever she wished, even when she was forbidden. A trait inherited from her mother, he assumed. Still, he felt it well within his fatherly duties to make sure that this wolf understood there was nowhere on the planet he could hide where Klaus would not be able to find him if he hurt Hope. “Tell me, John, what exactly are your intentions for my daughter?”

@duskwolf​ asked:

“Seems I always find you here.” / for Marie

The woman’s gaze flicked over to him and she hummed a bit. “I like the woods. It’s somewhere to just get away from it all. To not have to hide, really. The forest doesn’t judge, doesn’t question.” Her head tilted a bit. “It has to be quite nice for you, as well, yes?” For any of those who didn’t quite fit into normal society for one reason or another. Be they vampire, shifter, or something else.