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For @descended-from-fairytales - Play Nice
Starring Zoe Walker
Probably featuring Astrid Walker
Zoe clicks her tongue, sitting on the wall outside Astrid's place. Temporary space while she's recovering, though right now she's out. Zoe had been killing time waiting for her sister, and now she was determining if she needed to deter this man coming up to the door. "She's not in. Who're you?"
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Last night, I re-watched Mofftiss' Dracula third episode for the... well, I lost count, but I had a few new questions that came to mind as I was re-watching the end of TDC.
I was listening to Zoe switching accents and suddenly I wondered if she was aware of slowly disappearing or if she was already gone by the time Dracula opened his door to them and it was just Agatha faking a British accent for Jack's sake and sometimes slipping.
I am still a bit saddened by the fact that Zoe was the flesh for Agatha's spirit.
Well, nevermind! It was a long time ago.
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Cafe au I guess?
inspired by this official art:
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me and zoe (@kscheibles, my beloved) just planned the birthday partyverse wedding btw <3
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"We must break the Wheel... the eternal cycle of rebirth. May everything fall into Oblivion!"
Aurora Fosca, Euthanatos hitman.
This is the RP Blog of DAWN DARK (or Aurora Fosca), Blood Mage of the Euthanatos Tradition and hitman (well, hitwoman).
This is a World of Darkness / Mage The Ascension 20th Anniversary character, based in our ongoing TTRPG M20 Chronicle "The Century of Magic" and V5 Chronicle "Crescent City By Night".
Mun is +21. Because the mature and dark themes written here minors are not welcome. I will note if the entry has any adult content.
Open to RP, cross-overs and/or MultiVerses interactions are welcome.
F.C.: Zoe Saldaña. This is a RP parody account, not related anyway with her nor claiming to be her!
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OPEN / anyone
zoe leaned further over the bar as she tried to reach for a bottle of whisky. the guy next to her, well... she knew he was getting an eye-full of her tits, her ass as her skirt rode up... she didn’t care.
the bottle in hand, she started to pour it in her glass as she shrugged. “i hear i’m only good for sucking dick and getting fucked,” zoe said with a shrug. “want to see if that’s true?”
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i just don't understand how you don't miss me. - for zoe (shh don't look that I sent two)
THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT - THE ANTHOLOGY BY TAYLOR SWIFT PROMPT LIST | @overnightheartbeats
“You really don’t get it, do you?” A puff of breath slipped through her lips; a watery, broken laugh followed suit. If she so much as looked at him, Zoe knew her resolve would inevitably crumble. She looked everywhere but at him. The broken clock on the wall, out of time and ticking too fast - or was that just the beat of her heart? The piece of wallpaper in the corner opposite from them looked like it was about to fall off at any moment. Almost poetic and maybe even ironic, since it mirrored exactly how she felt in that moment. Her gaze averted to the floor, but not before she stole a glance at him on her way down. The heartbroken expression in his eyes, the love she could still see that lingered beyond them. How devastatingly beautiful he was, even when he looked gutted. The painstaking reminder: she did this to him, to them.
Did he not understand how much it was killing her to be apart from him? To purposely stay away from him when all she wanted to do was to pull him in closer, hold on tight to him with iron fists and never leave. But time and time again, she had hurt him with weaponised words of venom and spiteful declarations she could not retract so easily. Eric deserved more than that, deserved someone who could give him everything with no questions asked and not simply the crumbs she was willing to give depending on the day and the situation. She supposed it didn’t help how she kept coming to him for stupid things, and they ended up in circles and circles. One step forward, then two steps back. Then two steps forward and one step back.
“I do miss you, Eric. I have missed you from the moment I left you. Even now, with you sitting here with me, I still miss you. That’s the problem.” And there it was. Raw, brutal honesty. “It’s a problem because I shouldn’t - I shouldn’t be missing you. Look at us. I did this to us.” Zoe knew she wasn’t making sense, that Eric wouldn’t understand - he never did. They had done this song and dance too many times before: all it would take is a moment, on the cusp of reigniting the flame once more but they fly too close to it. A fleeting moment of weakness for the two soon turns into a moment of regret for her, the guilt a permanent mark and it’s inevitable that she retreats, demanding and reinforcing boundaries whilst poor Eric attempted to fight for their relationship once again. If she couldn’t get past how badly she’d hurt him not once, but twice and probably more than that since she told him, ‘the more you love me, the more I hate myself’ and ‘I’m suffocating.’ Her own words haunted her, especially in the dark when she was alone again.
The way Zoe saw it, she didn’t deserve to miss him because she was the one who held the responsibility for destroying it. Trying to defend herself, she ended up attacking him and her default stance of losing her temper and saying everything in the worst way imaginable resulted in saying awful things she could not so easily take back. “I lost the right to sit around moping the moment I broke your heart.” She left out the part where she absolutely, one hundred percent did exactly that. Moping, having a rage and sobbing until she fell asleep. But that was then and this was now. It was now, she realised, that she should have merely played along with it. Act like she didn’t miss him instead of confessing. Maybe he could move on quicker that way. It would break her heart, but her heart was already far beyond broken anyway.
Having everything slip through her fingers was a familiar tale and maybe that’s why she seemed so indifferent; she had grown accustomed to life’s relentless game of losses, where each disappointment forced her to return to the start, at square one once again. Whether it was her parents’ letdowns or being screwed over by others, setbacks were her constant companion. Time and time again, she would gather the broken pieces and keep on forward, never looking back. It was second nature, muscle memory. But Eric? He defied her closed-minded processes with an undying love too strong to walk away from. He was the first person who made her feel safe. His love for her was sincere and sacred, a rarity in her world. Something that deserved nurturing, something that was worth holding on to. Despite her best efforts (‘best’ was probably an exaggeration, come to think of it) to safeguard it, she found herself inadvertently destroying the only thing she cherished. She was a tornado, chaos with every hurricane she brought and Eric was always the one trapped in the eye of it, bearing the brunt of her wreckage. How was it possible to ruin the one good thing she ever had?
“I don’t know what you want me to do. I can’t just -” Sighing in frustration, she rubbed at her temples. How could she articulate it all when she didn’t fully understand herself? “If I act like I don’t miss you for long enough, maybe one day I will actually stop…” she trailed off, hesitating as she tentatively peered into his eyes once more. And there she was, falling for him all over again with just one look. “And if I can do that,” she said, her voice wavering as she held eye contact. That felt like worlds away right now. A pause, an intake of shaky breath. “Then maybe one day, you will stop missing me, too.” Perhaps confessing her plan wasn’t the brightest idea. But when she looked at him, she couldn’t lie to him. “I know you refuse to listen when I say you deserve better but it doesn’t make it any less true. I love you and I know you love me, but we’ve seen how this ends, we’ve been here twice before. I’ll be damned before I do it to you again for the third time.” But with the words she spoke, it became apparent to Zoe that maybe she had just done exactly that. “I’m sorry, Eric. I just - I don’t know. I can’t keep doing this - we can’t keep doing this.”
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Doing this now because I will ABSOLUTELY forget!
Some highlights from this year of art... can this be considered a Procreate wrapped?
Animated versions can be found here because Tumblr hates me even when its terrible resolution:
Cartoony 2022
and
Art of 2022
Achievable Goals for 2023:
Learn how to draw ears
Complete the 10 part Berena bed series (Cause 'Berena’s relationship as told from a birds eye view of a double bed’ just isn’t as catchy)
Branch out and maybe draw Gwendoline Christie or Janet Fielding
Achievable if I suddenly become a god goals for 2023:
Get all my current wips finished
Use my long forgotten degree to sculpt a 3D model of Kate Stewart on Zbrush, rig it and animate her GETTING SOME DAMN THERAPY!
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@micsmasmuses continued from here :))
That got a laugh from Zoe and a smile pulled on her lips. "Well alright then thats one way to make an impression. Im Zoe."
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📸 zoe
Send a 📸 to see 3-5 pictures that my muse has/has taken of your muse(s)
Sonny Munroe - she just thinks she's neat and gorgeous okay?
@snnynatural
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ZOE: CHARACTER PAGE BY ETHEREAL-THEMES
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lyric starter call ✨
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@verratensduo said: Eren sighed and patted Hanji's head. "Marco and the others are on their way girl. Turns out they have more mysteries they found and want to investigate, are you ready? I am not."
Hanji nuzzled his hand, wanting to support him. She didn't want to find herself in a scary situation again. But if they don’t have the opportunity to refuse, then they need to be together, right?
"At least we're together."
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This Aaravi has already experienced eldritch girl cock so she's not sure how things could get better, sex-wise
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