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I shall now post screenshots from the new Wingfeather Saga TV show episodes (I got to see it early because I invested in it)...
... except they’re just screenshots of Peet with zero context.
Enjoy!
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Watch the Wingfeather show to see more of my sad boi! Premiering to the general public December 2nd!
Bonus confused Janner:
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(feel free to use my screenshots for your own ends)
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Black Velvet
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An MX OT7 Vampire x Spellcaster AU
Warnings: swearing, dirty talk.
Kihyun & Hyungwon
Word count: 1.5k
Working graveyard shift, I’m used to seeing bizarre characters. I didn’t expect to see two heavenly attractive vampires, who bring up a strange proposal.
A/N: I know there were photos of Kihyun and Hyungwon in the original post but the first paragraph kept getting copied twice, I kept editing it and it wouldn’t go away. Blame tumblr.
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Graveyard shift at Fairy Trade. I don’t know how this store hasn’t gotten out of business yet. The late night hours is a redeeming factor. Out of the whole street of shops and restaurants, we stick out like a sore thumb, but mostly because we are locally owned and have a fantasy aesthetic. I told my boss to renovate, or to at least change the stone floor to hardwood, but he refused.
Being one of three employees, I’m always stuck being overnight shift, which is my fault since I’m the only one willing to be around occults. I wouldn’t have a problem doing the shift, but then they assign me for afternoons too!
I’ll bring it up to management tomorrow, because my sleep schedule is affecting me hard. I’m reading through a book to look for energy boosting spells. So far, nothing that I haven’t tried before. It’s not like I’m busy during this shift, the only customers I get are vampires doing blood runs or fellow spellcasters grabbing last minute supplies.
The bell by the door dings.
“Hi, I’m here if you have any questions” I sweetly greet, eyes still glued to the book. I hear some murmuring in the isles. Instinctually, I look up to see who’s whispering. Two handsome, dark dressed men. I see a glimpse of their faces and my jaw drops. The taller one, who has slicked back black hair, wearing a black turtleneck with black jeans, has stunning grey eyes and plump lips. The shorter one, with mousy brown undercut with full bangs, wearing a satin button up under a black velvet jacket with slacks, has strikingly green eyes and a sharp jawline. They glance at me, then continue murmuring. I should be afraid of being outnumbered by a couple of vampires, but there’s emergency devices under the counter incase of a frenzy. They walk to the race section, out of my line of sight.
The tall one approaches the counter, suave with his hands in his pant pockets.
“Hi, there. May we get some bottles from the cooler, please?” he softly requests. His voice is a little raspy, but intoxicating. Without saying a word, I grab the keys for the blood cooler, my eyes locked onto his. He follows me to the blood cooler, towering over me. The shorter one, who is still taller than me, waits patiently at the cooler.
“Wow, you’re prettier up close” the shorter one greets. I almost drop the keys from shock. The tall one coughs to get the other one’s attention.
“I’m sorry, where are my manners? May we get some bottles, please?” the shorter one smiles.
“How many?” I smile, unlocking the cooler.
“Four bottles, please” both men estimate. I hand them two bottles each and relock the cooler. I can’t understand why vampires like these bottles. I heard it’s excellent quality, but I wouldn’t know since I’m not a vampire. We meet back at the counter to check them out.
“Anything else for you two?” I wonder before typing the prices into the register. They both shake their heads.
“Are you doing alright?” the shorter one asks, tilting his head.
“What do you mean?” I pause.
“You look tired” the shorter one points out, looking at the counter. “Energy spells?”.
The taller one elbow jabs him. Out of embarrassment, I close the book.
“I know something far better than those silly little spells” the shorter one continues.
“Let me guess, it’s to turn into a vampire?” I joke.
The taller one chuckles while the other one scoffs.
“No, but it does involve us” the shorter one flirts, flicking his eyebrow. I’m intrigued. Wait, these are vampires, this could involve murder for all I know.
“What’s all involved?” I ask for clarification. Both men glance at each other. That’s not helping my skepticism. 
“Depends on how much you want it” the shorter one smirks. The tall one bites his lip to keep silent. We process the transaction. I hand the shorter one the receipt.
“I don’t know” I mumble, troubled. “What will happen to me?”.
“You will be on top of the world” the taller one surprisingly comments.
“What my brother here means, is that you won’t need those spells. For energy, health, and strength” the shorter one nervously laughs. My eyes widen, if I wasn’t interested before, I am now.
“I still don’t know” my cheeks burn. The shorter one takes a pen from the cup and scribbles on the receipt.
“Call me when you change your mind” he shrugs. I take the receipt. They wave goodbye, take their bottles and strut out of the shop.
Book of Fangs, chapter 4 paragraph 3. See you soon.
-Kihyun xxx-xxxx
Book of Fangs? Sounds familiar, I might’ve stocked it a while ago. Skimming through the shelves and I find a copy. I flip to chapter four, paragraph three. Vitality rituals? 
An act of sacrifice. An exchange of power...based on the exchange of...oh. OH. Sex for the exchange of blood? Is this book a reasonable source? I guess it is.
For best results, the ritual must be performed with the whole clan per mortal partner.
Of course it is. I don’t even know how many members are in his clan. Wait, what am I saying! It’s sex for the exchange of blood! They could kill me! Although...those two are handsome. I could give him a call for more information…
Dialing his phone number, I wonder how desperate I am for a boost. He could be lying to me, using this as a trap to kill me. He wouldn’t be stupid enough to trick a spellcaster, would he?
“You took longer than expected. I like that” Kihyun answers. The hairs in the back of my neck stand.
“Hello to you too, Kihyun” I greet, swirling on my stool behind the counter.
“So what do you say, beautiful. Are you in?” Kihyun chuckles.
“I have questions first” I halt.
“Do tell”.
“Is the ritual really sex in exchange for blood?” I hesitate.
“Yes. Drinking blood during an act of protected sex” Kihyun explains. Protected sex makes it a little more comforting.
“The book says that the ritual could be done with the whole clan” I add, leaning on the counter.
“Correct, but isn’t necessary” Kihyun confirms.
“So the potency is determined by the amount of members in the clan. How many are in your clan?”.
“Ah, curious, are you? My clan is just us seven men”. Seven men? In one night? I subconsciously close my legs.
“And you promise this won’t kill me?” I change my tone to serious. I may know some spells that could kill them, but that would be pointless if they slash an artery.
“There is a chance of the ritual turning fatal, but we are careful about safety”. So they had experience doing this, that’s assuring. “You have the power to stop it at any time”. That’s even more assuring.
“You are aware that I’m a spellcaster and are capable of hurting you, right?” I sass.
“I like that about you. You’re not scared of us” Kihyun chuckles. 
“What’s there to be scared about?” I flirt.
“Baby, don’t tease me just yet, I could come back” his voice deepens. I drag my nails on the counter, releasing some tension.
“How about I come see you?” I laugh. Oh shit, what did I just say? Who have I become!
“Sounds like a date. Tomorrow night?”. I could feel his cocky grin through the phone. I choke on my words. Did I really just ask someone on a date? A group sex date?!
“All eight of us?” I swallow my fear.
“All eight of us, but don’t worry, beautiful, you’re in good hands. We will take good care of you”. “I might get a little rough, though” a little growl rattles the phone.
“Good” I unknowingly exhale.
“You like it rough, baby?” he sounds a little surprised. I internally scream from realizing he heard me.
“I-I” I nervously laugh. He softly shushes.
“It’s ok, I’ll find out tomorrow. Till then, just imagine my teeth biting your soft neck while I’m deep inside you”. I dramatically inhale, rubbing the top of my thigh. Did I imagine him saying it, or did he actually say it?
“Talking dirty on the phone? That’s bold of you” I catch my breath. He inhales through his teeth.
“You imagined it though, didn’t you?”. I wonder if he’s all bark...and no bite? Ouch, that’s a bad joke.
“Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t” I snark with a smile.
“I know you did, but I shouldn’t keep you distracted. I’ll see you tomorrow, beautiful” he concludes before hanging up. I put my phone on the counter and blankly stare to mentally process the proposal. Do I really want to have sex with seven men in one night? For what, vitality? I’ll need a boost just to get through it! He said it himself, the ritual doesn't necessarily need all the members and I could stop it at any time. Let’s see what happens tomorrow, I guess.
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It’s been eleven years since the last time I read Inkheart but here I am, hyperfixating on this same literal dumpster fire of a man just like when I was 15
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I drew him as he first appears in the book- sad and soaking wet, standing outside Mo and Meggie’s house in the rain.
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