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thedarkone121 · 3 months

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Obsidian Crow — Final Character Design/Sheet

“You set the tone, Mother… I’m just playing along in the game you forced us in.” — Obsidian Crow Quote

HE’S DONE! My boy’s design is finally done! Look at him! Look at him in all of his glory! He’s ready to dance and traumatize a few people!

For those of you who are just coming around, this is part of my Fallen Prince Playlist storyline; it’s my idea on how Jack Rose will save the coaches in 2025, through absorbing all the dark magic that corrupted them into him. It ah… backfired. To put it lightly.

It created Obsidian Crow, a fusion between Jack Rose and his mother’s magic. But it is not a stable fusion. The two sides are battling out on what the goal should be; keep his friends safe or go out to the Danceverse and make it so that the spotlight is on him only.

Obsidian Crow is the Hyde to Jack’s Jekyll. Whilst he shares Jack’s goal on saving his friends and stopping his mother, his methods are more cruel. This is shown when interacting with Night Swan; he constantly mocks her and belittles her, telling her that he never loved her and how she should have stayed a failure. He is a lot of Jack’s darkest feelings and has little care of bringing them out.

Though he cares for the coaches, he can’t stand the fact that they refused to leave him alone. Don’t they realized how hard he worked to save them? That he was like this in the first place because of them? The person who suffers the most from Obsidian Crow’s attacks is Sara, due to Obsidian Crow amplifying the negative feelings Jack had in regards to the corruption of the coaches. Jack Rose knows it wasn’t Sara’s fault that she got corrupted first, but Obsidian Crow hates the fact she didn’t have enough confidence in herself to keep herself safe from Night Swan. Not to mention Night Sara was everything Jack couldn’t be; Night Swan’s perfect child, the daughter she always wanted.

But at the end of the day, Jack wouldn’t have these thoughts nor say them out loud if he was in his right mind. It is quite easy to tell which side has more control over the body and it’s through the eyes. More green means Jack is taking the wheel while the more yellow means… Well, I’m sure you all know what yellow means.

Obsidian Crow is a rather graceful, but animated dancer. He’s quick and swift, almost like he’s ready to stab you. He’s also a bit of a narcissist so expect him to flare out those wings every now and again.

And that’s all I got! I hope you all like Obsidian Crow cause I still have plans to include more drawings of him in the future! Some heads-ups, I’m heading back to classes tomorrow so it might stall me on updating this storyline. But when I have time, I will come back! Until then, have a good day everyone! And give Obsidian Crow some loving, cause the Just Dance Coaches knows he needs it!

#my art #darky draws #just dance #just dance 2024 #jd jack rose #jack rose just dance #Fallen Prince Playlist #obsidian crow #Obsidian Crow: “Can’t you just leave me alone?! I saved your sorry butts and you thank me with this?! Maybe you should have stayed puppets!#Also Obsidian Crow: (crying) Stop! Please just stop! I don’t—! Why do I want to hurt you guys?! You’re my friends!”#Local man is also everything his mother expects him to be but worse for her #Be careful what you wished for Night Swan

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nemmet · 1 year

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If I'm not too late for the ask!: 📚 and Martin?

well, he was studying…

#i’m so glad i got to draw him again…….. i love him sm #also i’m going to stop linking back to the original post because i still have a few to get through and can’t do any more right now #also sorry for the delay on some of these!! i’m doing whichever one i feel most inspired to in the moment sort of thing #back to the future #bttf #marty mcfly #martin mcfly #martin au #it’s like utopia! au #nem art :)#dr nemmet brown at your service!

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devilishdelights · 4 months

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the way i can draw whatever the hell i want. and i don’t even use it for evil. but i could

#too bad mammon is my focus or else i could be putting lucifer in situations.#also drawing him after drawing a few of my other wives (lucifer solomon and thirteen) !! 💞💞💝💝💝#girl i missed u. sorry i’m putting u in a situation right now. it’s a good one at least?#lucifer’s will always be a toss up. i really could just draw him…….doing whatever i want…. and he can’t stop me ……

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nameless-is-nameless · 1 year

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Bee boy Haven enjoying a nice day with his swarm 🐝

#sorry I can’t stop drawing this character I just love him a lot #dnd #dnd oc #dnd character #drow #dark elf #hollow one #ranger #hollow ones #swarmkeeper #original character #haven #the bad omens

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ibringthepoptothecinema · 2 years

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THE AMOUNT OF MONEY I WOULD PAY TO SEE EDDIE AS THE RUM TUM TUGGER FROM CATS. I swear to god. Help me.

#can someone draw it #help me please #Eddie as rum tum Tugger is lit perfect #I need help #eddie munson #eddiemunson #joe quinn #Eddie Munson art #eddie fanart #eddie fanfic #rum tum tugger #cats #musical #sorry you had to read this #help I can’t stop thinking about it #him and Steve dressed up together help #steddie

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fantomette22 · 2 years

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Laurence, First Vicar of the Healing Church!

I wanted to share my drawings & designs for Laurence. Some thoughts and headcanons.

I'm not going to go into details or into a serious analysis of one of the more interesting and important character of Bloodborne. It's not the purpose of this post. Take this as a funny post of a fan who just want to share what's on her mind/& dumb headcanons. There's a lot of things I didn't thought about yet (thank you confusing bloodborne timeline <3) and I will probably forget a few things/will not talk about everything because there's too much things ! So don't hesitate to ask questions & I will try to answer.

I’m really surprise to enjoy this character that much. I can't stop drawing /imagining stuff about him. He's not my favorite character at all, but well it's Laurence. I didn't thought he would left such a big impression on me. Such a tragic and interesting character...

My personal interpretations of Laurence in game are either :

THE DEVIL. All the conspiracy theories about the Church are true (poisoning of old Yharnam, give the blood to Cainhurst...). He could be really vile and manipulative character with everything that goes with it. truly an evil characters...

But I prefer to picture him as a more nuanced character. I think he really wanted to help the every life of people. It works for some times before everything went down. He did some mistakes, his ego keep growing and then he realizes too late his mistake. He try to made things right but... it was already too late.

So i'm going with the mostly second one here ^^

When I listened to his theme I can easily picture and imagined all his life and the healing church (like Gherman theme too...). It's a wonderful and amazing tracks... So tragic...I can feel the pain he must have feel before turning into a beast. Full of regret...

I did a bunch of designs. An evolution through the years (like the Gehrman ones X). But if I had to choose only 1 representation.

That would be this one :

Yeah I know what you might think. "Doesn't he looks a bit like the messiah of the Ch/ristians ?! Aka J-e-s-u-s C-h-r-i-s-t"

I'm sorry, but with all the religious symbolism in Bloodborne I can only pictured him looking a bit similar to some religious figures really easily... that's the vibe that he gives me... And I think it suits him.

Now headcanons ! (But more based from my story) :

So let's begin with a "funny" little thing. See how Cleric beast Laurence dramatically sit ?

When he spend a long time sitting he often tend to sit like this. When he was alone, with people close to him or that he knows well. He reads books like this, fell asleep like this. He just can't sit properly in a chair XD

Laurence is small. Well not really too small, he's about size of our hunter (1.7-1.8 m approximately) but Yharnamites are 2m+ tall so XD. So yes he have a foreigner size. At least one if not both of his parents are foreigners. That's why.

But don't let this lower your guard ! He's really strong. In a bar fight you should be worried about him. He can throw someone bigger than him above the bar...

Because of his smaller corpulence he can get drunk really fast. That's why he created the pungent blood cocktail lmao. Gehrman carry him way to much time on his back because of it. They were not BFF for nothing!

After the healing church was found/ gain autonomy he got a horse. A little white horse (still didn’t decided of a name yet..I thought something in Latin…). The horse have a normal size but for a Yharnamite it’s small XD. I did draw smt about it but it’s not really good & I can’t had more pics so… just imagine Laurence on his horse, beside him, on one side you have Maria, on the other you have Gehrman. Both on bigger black horses, like the ones that take us to Cainhurst XD

Student/ teacher Laurence at Byrgenwerth

He's a man of science and religion. He has a doctorate (or some kind of diploma) but is also kind of a priest too.

He was raised in Byrgenwerth. He saw Willem as some kind of father figure I think. That's where he basically almost meet everyone. (Everybody from the old hunter era : Maria, Brador, Caryll, Ludwig? Micolash, Rom, The hunters...& obliviously Gehrman ).

So here you have a really young Laurence. When he was a student (left). And then he became a teacher at Byrgenwerth before founding the Healing Church. He teach a few classes (bio, medicine, theology...) He really care for his students and try his best to help them overcome difficulties and give them the best conditions he could.

+3rd wheel Laurence XD (I do have a crappy lil sketch with the full characters but I’m not sure if I’m gonna share it… just imagined any characters. Or 2 people talking about their favorite meal, that Laurence dislike 😂

And Vicar Laurence ! Pre & post fishing Hamlet

A lot of people seems to depicted him like this too (left pic). It's just the big vibes he gives to everyone. it just makes sense. Look at this charismatic leader.

((He didn't became Vicar right after the foundation of the healing Church. Religion wasn't the big influence we know the healing church have. An old high priest was in charge of Yharnam. After the church gain in power & influence. The Bishop of the region? appointed him Vicar).

He got the scar on his eyebrow at the Hamlet...

(Actually the Research hall incident may have happened between this two designs (I can't decide...)

Also here is a really tired Laurence :

Being a Vicar is not an easy job…

The guardian of the Astral Clocktower, your friend is dead.

Because of this, the research hall is a mess. All the patients are either dead, dying or have gone mad and try to hurt people.

Your best friend has become an emotional mess. The recent events seems to have deeply affect him. He doesn’t have control over the others hunters anymore. Some seems do be drunk and attack everything.

The beast scourge is still growing, night after night. People are scared and asking more questions.

And the relationship between the Church and Cainhurst is deteriorating…

Yes he got founding from Cainhurst too at the beginning of the church. There was a time when they were allies. He didn't imagined they would stole the forbidden blood and use it for their own egoist interest...have secrets concerning the tombs... even abandonned their own sometimes... begin to kill people... So why not play along with it. Why not use them & see how they try to reach evolution... And then take everything from them.

Older Laurence : Pre and Post beckon of the Moon Presence

Thanks to the blood he aged really good. Until they try to summon MP… he looks like a half transformed beast sometimes. He even loose some teeths (his human skull in the nightmare is missing quite a few).

So I believed the MP beckoning went terribly wrong… people dies, get turn into beasts… the Blood Moon isn’t really the best of thing…. He got a bigger scar + bandages because of this. And see how his beast skull got a huge cracks…

« He wanted me to give him eyes on the inside » says Flora, « I gave him what he wanted ».

G : « You rip his skull open to put eyes directly in it ! »

« Yes, that’s how everyone do it »

About beast / cleric beast Laurence

I do believe in the Bloodletting beast = Laurence. Or maybe even a mixt of this & his nightmare form. I also think the version we saw in the nightmare is a nightmarish version of him.

Other things

He's obsessed with the Watchdog of the old lords ! He found it so fascinating. After it was defeat, Laurence took sample of blood from it to try to study the creature and how it could be in fire. He even inject himself blood from the fire beast... (So he could trow fire in his beast form after being burn by molotov yeah).

Yeah...he has some issues with fire... Old...Yharnam...HM...

He's obsessed with the Old Blood too if it's not obvious...

I also believed he took weapons to fight beast/ fight in the dungeon sometimes. Either with the church pick, the blood letter or a beast built thanks to the beast embrace rune. (Or all 3 at the same time).

Last little thing

I headcanon that this guy, the nightmare executioner who’s guarding the grand cathedral in the nightmare was Laurence bodyguard too. (But you already know that. More here & here)

#bloodborne #my art #laurence the first vicar #bloodborne headcanon #bloodborne art #Laurence design #finally ! I’ve been on this for days… & I got to paste everything again…#there’s also Gehrman matching design !#i can’t post more than 10 pics so I did what I could #i like some characters lore but I can’t stop imagining/ drawing stuff about him #i don’t intend to offend anyone with the Laurence/JC thing I’m sorry if I did that’s not my intention at all #Bloodborne fromsoftware #my post #fantomette22art

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alphacentaurirunaway · 2 years

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Holy Kim

#sorry I just can’t stop drawing him #artwork #drawing #digital art #digital painting #disco elysium #kim kitsuragi

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luuxxart · 2 years

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some people just don’t like noodles i guess.

#I’m so sorry this is the first thing I post in pride month. at least Hitoshi is gay af #persona 5 #student council au #persona 4 #goro akechi #akira kurusu #yeah I know they show up for one panel cut me some slack lmao #this will probably be the only mini comic that is council centric w/out akechi #In facttttt I think I’m gonna stop w the mini comics until I actually get some good progress on the main comic #this comic was partially an excuse to draw Hitoshi with his hair down and partially an excuse to redesign Iwa no Koan #needed to make him less sickly and more ghibli #I ALSO REALLY WANTED TO DRAW KENZO SANS MASK #he have a tooth gap :> which is part of the reason he wears the mask #i feel that I need to clarify that Hinata is Sumitomo who is Akira’s second in command from the socks comic #also ever since the Yosuke mad hops comic my life has not known peace concerning Hitoshi and Akechi’s relationship #at this stage Hitoshi is NOT actively crushing on Akechi but it’s like. there’s some remnant of affection there he can’t quite place bc like #he never knew it was a crush back then either #he just felt very strongly that he should be Akechi’s student council VP and then they would be best friends for life and like live together #and then? who knows. get best bro married perhaps????#time to tag ocs #hitoshi hirayami #hitomi hirayami #kenzo kawata #cho nagamine #eika kaneko #yuugo fujimoto

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nightly-ruse · 1 year

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I’m sorry @spottyissleepwalking bc I know ur on a lil hiatus and this is out of nowhere and in top of that unreasonably long but I wrote PolyPO3 thing lol. It was actually just a test writing I started for my own au with Moth after Hawk’s death bc Leafpool leaves to go with Crow which hurts her a ton. But then I just started with a few cats as maybe a poly situation till I realized this is straight up ur au. Um so here sorry if it’s poorly written I’ve never posted any real writing things I’ve done:

A Dream Dappled in Light ; PolyPO3 Story Snippet

It was such a calm day, the air cool and breeze soft. The lulling sounds of the river a song to her ears. And yet a tension built in her chest like she’d scented a fox near camp. As she tilted her head up Mothwing saw the sky, bright but clouds dotted around, waiting for their chance to swoop in and cover the sun’s warm rays. These kind of days were as slippery as a pike. While they could taste great and feed everyone they could also turn and deal devastating damage to anyone around. She used to love days this nice but every sound made her mind turn and heart flutter. A belly of butterflies.

Saying that just made her taste bile. Butterflies could never be beautiful to her eyes. Not after she’d stumbled upon her brot- Hawkfrost’s corpse devoid of life covered in them. She remembered with a shudder running up and watching them all fly away to show her the stake through his chest. Ever since that day at the lake she couldn’t stomach seeing one without envisioning him.

He couldn’t hurt her anymore or anyone else. But it still stung without him. All her memories felt tainted, poison to think about. Moth just willed one day they’d go back to the nostalgia they used to be. But today wasn’t about butterflies or hawks. It was about Leafpool.

It was the dark moon. Where no light could shine through and peak at them. Leafpool told her she’d chose this night because she couldn’t stomach her ancestors watching her break the code in so many ways. Though Moth didn’t really get it she didn’t mess with it. It wasn’t her place to prod someone else for their beliefs just as it wasn’t theirs to ridicule her for not having any. Still she did find some annoyance at having to trek through the pitch black to try and find the blasted island where they’d planned to meet.

The island was rather bright with flickering fireflies across it lighting up the place. What could have been if he’d had his way, making this Riverclan’s. Her home. But that didn’t happen and it was now where all the clans would meet to share news and tales with each other.

Her pelt was dripping so she decided to sit and groom as she waited. It was only a bit before another cat pushed through the thick ferns across from her. A pure white cat with feathery fur and eyes like hail. Snowbird.

The Shadowclan molly came through and quickly met her own eyes, giving a regal nod before flicking her back foot to get a spot of mud off. Between the cats who’d all come close over a shared love for Leafpool Snowbird was her favorite. She was always very open, clear as glass, and knew how tell a snappy joke to keep the conversation smooth. While the two didn’t consider eachother mates they did have a friendly bond over the fact both held the normal Star based beliefs. And having come from outside the clans.

“Hello Mothwing. When did you get here?” The molly asked as she padded closer.

“Oh just a few minutes. It seems we’re both early as usual.” Mothwing said with a small chuckle.

“I don’t know why you ever dry your fur. It looks beautiful with water sparkling off it. Like dew in the early morning grass. Though being damp all day would be quite a pain especially with your long fur.” Snowbird said as she admired her friends golden fur. A bashful thanks was shared before they shared some small talk. Hearing the molly speak always calmed Moth down, her slightly different accent that was smooth as the calm waters was almost a lullaby to listen to. Her voice reminded Mothwing almost of her mothers though far more washed down.

The two were just talking about some feathers they’d found when the final cats pushed through the fern gate where the other three clans crossed through. A beautiful black molly with eyes like perennial blooms and crow feathers in her fluffy mane. “Nightcloud” Mothwing breathed out with a slightly flutter in her chest. While they were all close, she’d always had a small aesthetic crush on the beautiful cat. I mean how could you not? She was both sleek and fluffy with fur so dark it could blend into the night sky and eyes that blossomed from her black pelt. And her attitude definitely led to the great admiration she held for the cat, she was sassy and tough with a rough tongue and fight like a roar in her throat always there to startle those who only saw her as a pretty kitty.

Just behind her was the less favored Crowfeather. While he was quite the perfect Windclan cat with his build and looks he always was incredibly unbearable. No fancy words or much good will he always killed the feel with some ruse words. She never got what Leafpool saw in him, especially not enough to consider being real mates with. Not even friends could seem to bare his rudeness as his few ones were pretty distant from him and always finding excuses to get away from him.

At last the cat of the night pushed through. Immediately setting her heart alive. She was pretty clearly nervous as her eyes looked to the ground instead of at the cats around. It took every ounce of energy in Mothwing not to go up and comfort her but she knew this wasn’t the time. And apparently some pretty big news was to be said tonight to the cats gathered.

At last she started, though as she spoke her paws rubbed her belly softly. “Umm so hi uh all my ma-mates. I just um have some pretty big things to uh share tonight that I can’t wait to say any longer. Um uh I’m, um I’m expecting.” The last words were much quieter but still everyone heard. Mothwing didn’t even think about the cats around her as her eyes widened. Barley noticing as she got up and walked forward to hug her true love. She felt a rumble in her chest as she purred. Visions of little paws trampoline her side, claws clinging on as she ran around with the kits on her back, small fangs chomping on her tail as they grew. It was like she transferred the dreams in her head to Leaf when she looked into her green eyes as the same light she felt inside shined back. Two other cats, Snowbird and Nightcloud came and and cuddled beside them as well as all the cats discussed the idea of kits to share. That was until a rough voice called from a bit behind Mothwing.

“But who gets them? I mean they can’t just be shared equally between four clans that’s a dung lucked dream. You can’t just rotate them across borders or else they’ll never find loyalty with a group.” Crowfeather scoffed as he stared at the clump of cats, the light she felt in her heart dimming like a crushed firefly. “And Leafpool you can’t believe everyone will just agree to such a idea especially as their atleast healer born on one side, not including Mothwing. Unless you want to be scratched down to a heartthrob healer I don’t know if you can even keep them.”

Those last words felt like a scratch to her own cheek and Moth held back from leaping straight at the feather brained tom. The cat beside her didn’t have as much strength as Nightcloud jumped over her and pushed him back a bit. Clear anger in her magenta eyes. “You vulture tongued, fox hearted, half rotted corpse of a cat take that back!” She screeched with rage, like a shadow had come to life to get the cat for being so stupid with his words. And from Crow’s sharp bristling pelt she knew he’d gotten a real shake.

“Night calm down! He’s right. We can’t have the kits be lost without any loyalty and you all could loose so much from this. I know we all want them, atleast most of us-“ she whispered with a hurt look to Crowfeather “But they can’t just live their lives between all of the clans. We need to figure out how to work this out before I start showing and how we’ll explain it.”

The island was silent as they all thought but the quick scratching of claws in the dirt made head turns to the quickly moving white molly. Snowbird was scratching some idea she’d had into the dirt and they all watched with curious eyes. As she sat back and looked down at her work, clear thoughts behind her eye, she looked up at them all. “We don’t know how many will be born or the real consequences of this whole relationship will be but I personally don’t care about any issues unlike some rubbish pelt. But we could rotate the kits across the clans until they themselves choose where they’d most like to be, or if they can’t choose one find a way to have them move between clans. That way no parent is cut from the kits and they have full choice on how this works.”

As she finished the light in all their eyes form before brightened back, almost brighter then before. Hope for them all to have a paw in their first litters setting the whole cats heart ablaze. All for one. Crowfeather still sat back as if his spirit was made of ice. They all rolled their eyes as he opened his mouth to speak once again.

“Your all blind! What mole minded plan this is! Psh and having worries about any consequences isn’t gross or whatever ‘rubbish’ means Snowbird that’s just having ambition unlike the rest of you. Personally I would trade my whole future for some kits between a ton of cats who clearly care about eachother more then they do me.” He said with a icy tone, bringing his paw up to lick at the end to show he isn’t bothered by any comments. While he may not know what rubbish is both her and Snow did and it described him quite well, stinky trash he was.

“Alright Crow you can back out no one minds. The kits don’t ever have to see you as any father and none of us will mention your barley there paw in all of this. Go back to Windclan and cry about how Onestar keeps passing you up for deputy none of us like the sound of a screeching bird anyway.” Mothwing sliced with a look back at Leafpool. While she never saw what the molly ever could see in him she knew now that she definitely lost that love when he said he’d trade their kits for a higher role in the clans. None batted a eye as he puffed up his chest and walked back through the fern gate to go to Windclan. All the cats turning back to eachother to discuss any names or ideas of how to break the news, what clan they’d go to first, if they’ll come by Thunderclan to help with their litter’s birth. Talk of seeing them grow made all the cats giggle and laugh.

Mothwing hated to turn around as she saw the pinpricks of early early dawn. She felt such a push to stay beside her mates side. And she could see the same power struggle in Snow and Nights eyes. Leafpool seemed to be having a hard time pushing herself out of the cuddle pile they’d made for the night around each other. But all the cats had to go back to their clans. With licks on the ears and soft touches of the nose Mothwing turned around to swim back to camp. The whole paddle and trek back thinking of soft bundles beside her many mates bellies, kittens protected by her fur from the cold, teaching them to fish and catch fish or identify herbs. The butterflies in her belly weren’t so vile as she realized they weren’t to make her reminisce on the past but to expect the future and what it could hold. Smiling she pushed into camp as kitten played around her mind.

#polypo3 au #I’m sorry it’s so long I got so carried away lol #also snow and moth are like a qpr while mothleafnight are romantic #also sorry for the crow slander I just do not care for him one bit and imagining all the cats being so annoyed by him makes me laugh #I have a shitpost in mind I kinda want to draw for it but I did make him pretty volutile. or atleast real unlikeable #snow and moth both know outside clan words from their bacgkunds so they use a lot more creative insults and phrases #night cusses a ton. she’s just always cussing and once moth teaches her the word fuck she can’t stop saying it #the three will be named the same but Jay after snowbird. Holly as a nod to both moth and leaf as healers. and lion bc of his similarity to-#nights uproarious anger and general lion-like appearance #ruse writes #snow has ocd as well sorry I just have to make her ocd city cat. her and moth also both collect feathers #after this night changed her feathers for like jay feathers or some to represent her mates #nightcloud #leafpool #mothwing #snowbird #crowfeather

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pastel-rights · 2 years

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[Hana Overblot AU by my friend, the glorious mafia fish, @pinsssss <3] […does this count as fanart????] [lol]

I’m going to be seeing green for a week but it’s okay because it’s Hana. - Yami’s dumbass at 11:00 PM

This is sort of inspired by this one drawing and based on one of the two bad ends, the one where Hana keeps Cater captive,,,

Anyways more babble under the cut [aka tired dumbass who now sees in green thinks too much into the several overblot aus] [also non spoopy version under the cut too] [my tags are even worse oh god 😔]

I dunno this BE OB AU and Jade’s BE OB AU have similar yet different vibes,,,

Like in it’s broadest terms, it’s got “suffer with me” vibes because the whole bad end has the other party suffering with the OBed person, not only suffering because of them but suffering with them too 🤔 But Hana’s “suffer with me” is different than Jade’s… Cater’s suffering because of Hana (like how Chiaki’s suffering because of Jade) but Hana’s trying to relieve Cater of his suffering at the same time. Trying to convince him that he’s safe in her arms. That it’s gonna be okay because she’s got him. That she won’t leave him the way all his friends did (aka when she uh. you know. murdered them.) While with Jade it’s literally “suffer with me” like “you did this to me, and now you’re going to suffer with me, whether I have to drag you while you’re kicking and screaming or not.” Also yes that is a quote he says and another quote he says that really matches the situation is “there’s something fundamentally wrong with you. What made you think this was going to work out in your favor?” Which yes there is something wrong, why did you think imprisonment would work out in your favor Hana 😭 and there’s mentally shattering a person and forcing them to develop a dependency on the OBed person which I won’t get into because then I’d. be here all night. Also my Hana and Jade interpretations are complete wack at the moment so there’s that too. BUT LIKE the vibes. These are also Sadie’s vibes, over analyzing and making bizarre connections and shit. Ahhh the joys of being a writer and an artist/lh But also like ignore me it’s almost midnight as I’m typing this and sleepy silly silly sleepy director, you’re here for the art not the tired angelfish babble/lh

Anyways, non spoopy versions where you can see things [I need to do this for my other spoopy drawings but lazy,,,]

And also

Pink

#ringmaster doodles #twst #twst au #friend pins #others ocs #hana dyanthus #cater diamond #twst cater #nonshoutout to Four now I can’t stop imagining OB Hana as an aggressive Barbie doll/hj #I wish Qiqi fallen was an emoji because that describes me pretty well rn/lh #anyways sorry about the babble but it’s basically midnight and my head is in storytelling mode #also Jade OB quotes are a mood that happen to match the mood very well… like who gave him that power smh #also yeah I know in the canon of the AU Cater has hella pale skin but I think giving him the blacked out skin tone makes things creepier and #more unsettling because HOLY SHIT that whole BE was unsettling as hell.#like Cater’s there… but he isn’t there.#he… hasn’t been home in a long… long time. being imprisoned does that to you ig #I dunno this drawing genuinely feels unsettling to look at but also is midnight. drawing is dark. bright colors in dark room. 🤔#I dunno if you can feel the helplessness they’re both experiencing- I can but I’m also. the one who drew it LMAO #OTAY I’m going to bed now #*OKAY im a dumbass AUGHHHH #also #pink #lol

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neuvillette is aware that he shouldn’t have let you get so close. but he did, and now he’s lamenting the fact that your hands are grasping at his soft horns — his fucking horns, of all places — and he might like it.

uptight and strait-laced, you’ve never known the chief justice to be someone so easily flustered. yet here he is with heat crawling up his neck, so warm that you can feel it against your palms as they ghost over his skin.

you can’t help but laugh at his current situation.

he was vehemently against you coming anywhere near his hair at first, grumbling about how his horns were on the sensitive side and he would rather not have to go into work feeling uncomfortably aware of their presence on his head.

however, you were hard to deny with that little smile on your face and such soft hands grabbing at his arms, tugging him closer. a sweet voice chanting, "please, honey? pretty please?"

neuvillette has never been good at denying you what you want.

it’s how he ends up sitting at your shared vanity. you comb through his long hair, watching him with amusement in the mirror as he huffs and jolts with every brush of your fingers against his horns.

the fact that he was letting you get anywhere near them was surely a testament to his trust in you. he was completely vulnerable here, at your mercy.

“sorry,” you mumble disingenuously, clearly enjoying seeing your usually serious husband falling apart with a simple action. you quickly tie off the end of his hair with a bow and he sighs in relief, thinking that the torment is over.

it's far from over.

he draws a sharp breath when you lean forward and press two gentle kisses on him; one on either side of his head just beside his horns.

neuvillette glowers at you in the reflection, disapproval written all over his face. "stop that," he scolds.

you do, but only because you're worried he might melt into a puddle before your very eyes if you continue.

it becomes a daily routine after that, with him sitting patiently in front of the mirror while you brush and tie off his hair. and you always end it the same way: two kisses, a soft "have a good day at work," murmured against him, and a mischievous little smile that makes him sigh.

he responds everyday with the same two words. "stop that," with a narrow-eyed glare.

the day you do stop, he's confused and irritated.

not only because you have the audacity to throw a wrench into routine again, which you know he hates, but also because he can't figure out why he misses your lips so much.

"what are you doing? i am going to be late."

"hm?" you peer up lazily from your spot on the bed, still half asleep.

"you have to do my hair."

"i thought you didn't want me to, so i slept in today."

your husband is eerily silent for a moment as he mulls over your words. then, he carefully perches himself on the edge of the bed, back turned to you expectantly and still wordless.

no, he would never admit he likes it just a little bit — the vulnerability, the trust, the feeling of your hands threading through his hair, the intimacy of it. hell no.

but neuvillette doesn't have to say a lot of things for you to understand; not when the way his skin heats up says it all; not when you're the first person to touch his horns in centuries; not when he’s saying stop that with such an affectionate glimmer in his eyes.

you give him four kisses that morning, two on either side.

#— whispers in the wind ✧#not proofread i'm sorry #neuvillette my beloved my BELOVED my husband my lover my meow meow #he makes me insane #also idk if i would call those things on his head horns but that's what everyone else calls them #neuvillette #neuvillette genshin #neuvillette fluff #neuvillette x y/n #neuvillette x reader #neuvillette x you #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact fic #genshin impact fluff

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