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oh okay 👀. Can I have general hcs for star x Leona?
𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫(s): Leona Kingscholar (TWST), Star (@startheimpactfangirl)
𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: General headcanons
𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: GAHH sorry this took so...so long sobsobs. I really hope this can make it up for the extremely long wait!! Also,,Leona might be ooc since its been a really long time since I've played TWST,,,and I'm going to be honest, I don't remember much about alot of the characters,,(except for Sebek my beloved)
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Leona being OOC </3
✧ Leona, as arrogant and prideful as he is, would've definitely been taken aback. He hadn't thought that he would ever fall for someone.
✧ Star fell first but Leona, for sure, fell harder! Something as small as a small smile from Star can send Leona's heart into a frenzy. He'd start to scoff and look away from their direction but the burning feeling in his cheeks and the tips of his ear are evident.
✧ Leona was the first to proclaim his feelings. He hadn't thought of doing so until he started to see other students getting close to Star. Fearing the worst, and losing them to those who he deems are inferior to him is enough to make Leona's envy eat at him. He couldn't possibly stand losing!
Leona grimaced, not caring and never caring to cover up his expression. His eyes were burning holes into the person currently speaking to Star. This is annoying..why is he getting so worked up over this?
He sighed, a low and soft growl as he continued to glare at the scene before him. Deciding he had enough, Leona walked towards Star, holding onto their wrist with a firm yet gentle grasp, tugging them along with him as he walked off. "I need you for a moment." Star tilted their head at his action, but ultimately let him lead them away, leaving the other student to stand there dumbfounded.
"Leona? What are..." Star started, but shook their head slightly before continuing, "Where are we going-" Leona stopped abruptly, turning around to face them, "Listen. I.."
Leona felt his heart pounding wildly in his chest, his brain was running at a thousand miles per second as he stared at Star's confused expression. He groaned, exasperated at the situation before he brought both of Star's hands up to his face.
"I love you."
He spoke with a softness that shocked Star. Causing them to widened their eyes and feel their blood rushing to their cheeks at the sudden confession. Leona pursed his lips into a thin line, "and..I can't take it..seeing other people...you know..?" Leona mentally cursed at himself for fumbling his words.
He shook his head to clear all the thoughts clouding his ability to form a coherent sentence.
"Look. I..I just can't lose you, alright?"
✧ No matter how long Star and Leona have been together, Leona still can't stumbling over his words whenever he's around Star. He tries so hard to keep a nonchalant and snarky persona, but once Star so much as waves at him and calls him, he falls apart and goes quiet instantly.
✧ Leona only treats Star with so much softness and gentleness. He would do anything to make sure that they are safe and happy. And if making Star happy means to attend lessons instead of slacking off? Well, so be it!
✧ Star spends most of their time with Leona's head on their lap. They will card their fingers through his hair as he sleeps. Leona finds it comforting whenever Star plays with his hair, it helps him to fall asleep faster than the already does.
✧ He gets insecure whenever he is compared to his siblings. Leona always comes to Star and buries his head into their shoulder with his hands wrapped tightly around their waist, holding them close to him as he tries to get rid of all the insecure thoughts. With Star humming a soft tune while soothing him and patting his back, whispering sweet words of affirmation; "You're perfect, Leona."
✧ Leona is only soft for Star. He smiles so softly whenever he sees them. He enjoys picking Star up and doing one spin as the both of them laugh before putting them down on their feet to give them a quick peck on the forehead.
#˖➴ForMoots#˖➴FFO#˖➴MootsOCs#Star#persona#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland oc#leona kingscholar#Leona x oc#x oc#Not my oc#I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS!!!
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can you also do gore arts? because I would also love to see meztli x trickster in your art style but gory! <33
Funny you ask this because uh,,I had a wip,,,a really really long time ago for Trickster x Meztli gore art!! ,,,,buuuttt I kind gave up on it half way through the sketch cause I didn't like how it turned out </3
This is the sketch below! (WARNING!! BLOOD❗️❗️)
Trickster belongs to @boiling-potato ! ^^
"Reach into me. Take what you want and leave me yearning for more."
It was supposed to be a play on how Meztli doesn't have a heart anymore due to his lore sooooo he doesn't really care if Trickster takes it!!
Maybe I'll pick it up again soon but don't get your hopes up too high :,))
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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫(s): Raloris (@feelin-lo ), Celtic (My OC)
𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: When Raloris experiences one of his many mood swings causing him to feel as if he's worthless, Celtic arrives. Misunderstanding ensues and words were exchanged.
𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Who doesn't love some misconception/miscommunication troupe!! >:]] It's been awhile since I last wrote a story so this might not be very good,,,! Also, I still haven't found a beta reader so this is not proof-read, so,,do expect to see some grammatical errors here and there!
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Angst no comfort, nothing much to be put here tbh
𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞: Meaningless words
Wrong.
It felt wrong.
He felt wrong. Raloris couldn't take it, the scene before him didn't feel..right. He shook his head slightly, brows furrowing as he clenched his teeth, trying so hard to concentrate at what could possibly be eating away at him right now.
Right now. When the team had came out victorious in a battle. Why did it have to be now. Why is he suddenly feeling this bubbling sense of disgust and hatred towards himself?
...No. He shouldn't be happy for the victory. He didn't do anything to be happy for. Zane got injured. Vince almost lost a life. Celtic..
Oh. Raloris swallowed the bile that threatened to rise up as he realized he had only been staring at his leader. His leader that was holding his bloodied and injured arm while having a pained but satisfied expression.
Raloris' eyes trailed downwards, into his palms that were stained with blood. His or some goblins, he wasn't sure anymore. His vision doubled and he swallowed dryly, the feeling of needles being stabbed down his throat at the action. He let out a staggered breath. Damn it.. His hands tightened into fists.
I didn't do shit. Why the hell was I so happy for?
Closing his eyes, Raloris turned on his heel, walking away from the group, and made his way back to their hideout. Hearing the cheers getting further and further away as he took every step, allowing the negative thoughts of worthlessness starts to eat at his mind, consuming his thoughts and soul.
....
A gentle yet firm knock reached Raloris' pointed ears, causing him to peer upwards at his door. He pursed his lips, not wanting to be teased by Sylvester nor Zane right now.
Another knock came, accompanied by a quiet and flat voice; "Raloris? Are you in there?". Raloris could've sworn he felt his entire body turn to ice with how his heart literally stopped beating and he couldn't move an inch at the sound of Celtic's voice.
Why is he here? Why now? Usually Raloris wouldn't mind being in the presence of Celtic. More often than not, he would've actually appreciated Celtic's accompany! But now? Now couldn't be any worse!
Raloris kept silent, hoping with all his heart that Celtic would just give up and leave him. He stared at the door with a bated breath, "..Apologies. But I'm coming in." And, of course, hoping that would be useless since Celtic was as stubborn as a mule.
Celtic's eyes darted from the interior of room --taking note of the lack of lighting--, and almost instantly, his eyes landed on the elf, sitting there on his bed. Raloris bit his quivering lips, averting eye contact from his leader and choosing to stare at the wooden floorboard instead, his mind running at a high speed at the suffocating silence and intense stare of Celtic.
"What h-" Celtic started but caught himself. It was as if the gears in his head were moving slowly and trying to piece together the perfect response.
He decided to close the door behind him first before making his way beside Raloris. Celtic parted his lips, taking his time to think over his words as he glanced at Raloris' trembling hands and the soft hiccups coming from him. Celtic spots the reflection of tears shining from the corner of Raloris' eyes and the stains of the salty liquid that trails down his cheeks and hangs onto his chin.
"..Are..Are you okay?"
Raloris didn't know why but he suddenly felt..angry. Frustrated. Irritated. That damn voice.
Why..why would Celtic ask that if he didn't care in the first place. Raloris hated it. He hated how Celtic always sounded monotonous, like he couldn't give two shits about his feelings or anyone's for that matter!
Raloris barked out a curt laugh, not bothering to look at the raven haired male. "You can be, oh so heartless sometimes, Celtic." Raloris darted his eyes up to meet Celtic's, hoping to see if he can spot the care and sympathy he was wishing to find. All that stared back at him was darkness, like the vast emptiness of the deep sea.
Raloris felt rage bubbling in his chest, "Your eyes can be so cruel." He seethed through gritted teeth and a slight glare. Celtic merely blinked, confusion evident on his face. "What are you talking about Raloris. Are you going through something? Should I leave you be for now?"
"There you go again! With that dead tone of yours. I truly wonder Celtic, do you really care?" Raloris stood up, glaring down at the leader who's still trying to understand the situation. "Do you even care about me? Am I even worthy to be on your team?? Why do you always speak as if you're forced to say those lines!" Raloris' voice cracks as he spoke, tears once again building up.
"If you don't care, I beg of you, don't bother spouting those nonsense. It was obvious that you don't mean it when you don't even bother putting in effort when you speak!!" Raloris choked out with great effort, he could feel his throat closing up, finding it difficult to breath.
Blurry and clouded vision stared into the same darkness that now were flooded with concern and shock.
The harsh breaths that leave the elf's parted lips filled the otherwise silent room.
"What..what are you talking about Raloris? I care. I care alot. I.." Celtic trailed off, closing his lips and swallowing, as if he was hesitant to say his next words. "..I care alot about you, Raloris. You mean..the world to me." He started again, gazing into Raloris' eyes, pleading that he can see his efforts.
"You don't SHOW that you do! You're just saying words and expect me to believe them when you look at me with those blank eyes!" Raloris yelled, the hot tears falling down his redden cheeks, frustration is evident in the way he flailed his clenched fists to show his emotions. His fist hitting his chest multiple times, before the frabic of his outfit is grasped tightly in his hold.
Celtic's heart tightened at the scene and he could've sworn he felt his heart shattered. He stood up abruptly---
"Raloris, I love you!"
Raloris' breath hitched, eyes widening as he stared at Celtic. Who, looked just as shocked as he is. Did..did he hear that right? What..did he just say?
As if he could hear his thoughts, Celtic spoke again softly, "I love you."
He continues, "And I need you like the moon needs the sun. You mean everything to me." A soft and gentle smile graces his features.
Raloris bit the inside of his cheek at his, once thought to be cold and emotionless leader, proclaiming and confessing his love right before him. He sighed, looking down before bringing his gaze to the raven haired male.
"I don't love you. I could NEVER love a heartless being like you." The words tumbled out of the mouth like running water before he could even stop them. He watched as Celtic winced slightly at the tone used but still, he maintained a poker face, aside from the slight crinkle of his brows.
Nothing but his heavy panting breaks the static of silence surrounding them. Raloris could feel the violent pounding of his heart in his ear. Was it the adrenaline? Fear? He wasn't sure, all he knew was that he can't think straight right now. He just feels so enraged and he's not even sure why anymore.
Celtic scoffed, glancing at the room before them before landing on Raloris again. His eyes always tend to do that, it always manages to find it's way back to Raloris, as if it's a compass that is destined to forever face one direction. His face was tense, lips pursed into a thin line, and his eyes..were empty.
"..Did you really have to be that honest?"
Raloris kept his mouth shut, closing his eyes and letting a sigh out. He opened them once again, choosing to look anywhere but at Celtic who was staring straight at him. After a moment of suffocating silence, Raloris picks up on the footsteps trailing off and the loud thud of the door being slammed shut. He finally picked up the courage to look up, realising that he's now standing alone in his room.
A haunting realisation daunted upon him as the entire situation replayed in his head at 2x speed. "Shit.." He muttered, hands coming up into his hair, clawing and grabbing at the strands as more curses string out of his lips. Why did he say that! Why did his emotions have to get the better of him at this moment?? Why did Celtic have to come when his emotions were..
Raloris let out a quivering breath, staring at the wooden floor, watching the droplets of tears hit the ground and form dark stains.
He needed rest.
Song on loop while writing this: Little Soldiers by The Crane Wives
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Since meztli is more popular,do u think Nathan gets jealous of the attention Meztli gets?
HI HON!! Thank you for asking about Nathan,,,I'm just using anything as an excuse to draw/talk more about him <,3
Nathan could care less. He'd also probably think that Meztli is lying, given his personality-
Lo belongs to @feelin-lo
Star belongs to @startheimpactfangirl
Trickster belongs to @boiling-potato
And Nathan + Meztli belongs to me! ^^
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I FINALLY DREW HER!! LILITH!!! <33
Sorry,,,this was rushed sobsobs
Alt version below the cut!
Star and Lilith belongs to @startheimpactfangirl !!
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what are your starxiang thoughts? Or just any star ships.
Hmmmm!! I might,,,have a few thoughts for them! This is going to be quite long,,
I have so many headcanons for your ships,,I don't know if I should post them,,
StarXiang:
I like to think that Chaoxiang only learnt how to show his emotions when he started being around Star. Since he never felt to need to show them when around in the Milkshake Mansion. (And,,,it might only cause him to be vulnerable)
"You know. You're not as bad as everyone else says." -Star
And he suppresses all these emotions for so long that when he finally expresses them, he doesn't know what to do. Why is his face suddenly heating up? Why does their words have such a powerful impact on him? Why does he feel this overwhelming urge to hug them and be in their embrace?
So he tears up. Feeling the hot streaks running down his cheeks as he stares at them with blurry vision, trying his best to stop crying but to no avail.
And when Star reaches out to him, to hold him in their arms, rub comforting circles into his back and soft whispers of;
"are you okay?" "Did I do something wrong?" "It's.. its going to be alright."
He knew that he can trust them, allowing himself to relax in their hold and finally breathe again.
From then, he starts to blurt out random thoughts about them, always catching Star off guard since Chaoxiang has always been closed off and cold.
"Life feels empty when I'm not around you."
"You're being cheesy again!"
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Star X Meztli:
Meztli doesn't feel. He physically can't! He deliberately went through a process that takes away his feelings and emotions!
So...why. Why does his heart rate pick up and his body feels like its heating up whenever Star even looks at him?
He's pissed off, initially. Are they pitying him? Making fun of him? He hates it either ways. But he can never find it in himself to harm her anyways. He always freezes up.
"Why..are you here..",
Meztli chokes out, coughing harshly as blood spurts out, leaking down the corner of his lips. He makes a move to glare at the familiar face that looks back at him with slight concern swimming in their eyes, yet they narrowed down on him in distaste and slight hatred.
...The corner of his lips tugs upwards, a curt laugh leaving his bloodied lips. "If you're here to make fun of me...To laugh at me, you can do so now. When I get back up, I'm going to-" He doubled over, suddenly hacking up even more blood. Fast footsteps can be heard coming towards him, forcing Meztli to tilt his head up, now seeing Star bent down infront of him, causing him to raise a brow.
"What are you..-" He gets cut off when Star reaches out to him, hand wiping away the blood streaks on his cheeks. He swallows the lump forming in his throat at the soft and intimate action, before grimacing and hitting their hand away.
"Stop pitying me!"
"You're hurt! Let me help you, please."
And he swore he felt the nostalgic feeling of his heart beating again. Is he dying? If dying felt so soft and loved, then he wouldn't mind dying for Star.
I WENT OVERBOARD BUT UHHH!! I feel like Star would slowly break down his walls, letting him feel what it's like to truly be loved since he has never felt it before other than from Nathan and Elios but that was years ago!
"You gon' kiss me now? You look like you do." -Meztli
"Really? You're the one that has been staring at me for the past hour!" -Star
Star belongs to @startheimpactfangirl !
Chaoxiang belongs to @boiling-potato !
And Meztli belongs to me! ^^
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Meztli: what would you do if I got murdered by someone?
Trickster: It's funny that you think I'd let you get murdered by the hands of someone else.. That job is mine someday.
Trickster saving Meztli's stupid ass is so real to me.
Even though its highly unlikely that he'll ever get himself into a position like that since he's smart BUT STILL,,, I love the idea of Meztli wanting Trickster's attention so badly to the point he starts acting reckless and almost getting killed just so she can come save him, knowing full well that Trickster will never let her friends die. And so he takes advantage of that >:]]
Trickster belongs to @boiling-potato !
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I love StarXiang weddings pictures so much and was wondering if we could see Elysian Flaw wedding pics too?
I think I talked about this before, but I genuinely don't think they'll ever get married-- It might always be a one sided thing tbh.
Salem taking an interest in Ace in any romantic way? Yeah I don't think so, well except for amusement and entertainment I guess!
But here's some doodles I made to represent their relationship (in my opinion--)
Salem belongs to @boiling-potato ! :D
StarXiang is a ship between Star (@startheimpactfangirl) and Chaoxiang (OC by @boiling-potato !)
Dark Prince and the loyal piece AU belongs to @honeysleepy !
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I like to imagine that Ace knows Zalgo personally and one day when Salem is talking about his lord. Ace just goes
"wait. Zalgo? I know that guy! He's a funny one,kinda reminds me of you!" And then Salem just stares at them with a blank expression,going,"Ace..you know Zalgo?"
Im not great at writing stories so I'll just make it an incorrect quote here:
Ace: "Oh! Zalgo? Haha,I know that guy! A real funny one and he kinda reminds me of you!"
Salem: "....Ace. you know Zalgo?"
Ace nods
Salem: "...Zalgo. The. The powerful and cold-blooded entity that rules the underworld..you..you know him??"
Ace: "pfft cold blooded? He sure has a funny title! Why are you so interested in him suddenly?"
Salem: "....."
Salem: "Ace. I've literally only been talking about Zalgo and nothing else."
Ace: "Oh."
Salem: "makes me wonder if you actually listen to me during our study sessions.."
HELPEPP THIS IS ACTUALLY SO FUNNY TO IMAGINEBSJ
Ace never remembering anything is so me. I forget things so easily its not even funny--
Sooo anyways,,,I drew the scenario!!
Just casually calling the underworld lord to annoy him!! Also, fun fact, Zalgo uses any technology devices like an old person, bro does not understand technology at all.
Zalgo probably has, on multiple occasions, switch the camera to face him when taking a picture and then get confused as to why he's taking a selfie 😭😭 Lesley makes fun of him on a daily
Salem belongs to @boiling-potato ! :D
#MootsTalks#MootsOCs#Salem Whitlock#Orpheus#AesopeOCs#Ace#My persona#Zalgo#incorrect quotes#HELPPE I CANT THIS IS AMAZING
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HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY MY FRIENDOO, @boiling-potato !!
Sorry this is late :,) BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOYED YOUR SPECIAL DAYY!! ♡
You're now OLDER MUAHAHAH!! >:DD
I gift you Cupid and Elios! You may keep them eheheh
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I wanna do some more Tsukiyomi stuff...
Any ideas since you love him the most? Any of your own characters (except you of course hehe) that you wish to see him with? Anything. Even his brothers!
Tell me, how do you feel about Tsukiyomi's brothers?
HMMMM!! I actually have been thinking of letting one of my unintroduced oc to interact with him!! :D
His name is Lucian Heartlock! And,,,I think it'd be really silly if they were to bump into each other,,,
They have similar traits (Hair,horn and even ears!!)
His name used to be Antonio and,,,he used to look ALOTT different,, I have 1 post about him in the past and I'm just surprised since he doesn't even look like his past design-
Tsukiyomi belongs to @feelin-lo !
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Meztli definitely has that shirtless Lo picture in his wallet and whenever he gets sad, he looks at it and remembers that he has that at home.
Ohoho!! He for sure has a bunch of pictures of Lo in his wallet and pockets! As he'd like to call it; "my lucky charm".
Just imagining Meztli getting all pouty and upset suddenly before he frustratedly whips out his wallet to find that one pic of Lo, and almost instantly he starts getting all giddy and satisfied HEHHEHEHE
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i would like to know the RPG! OCS opinion on Raloris, do they like him, hate him?
If so, why do they hate him, why do they love him?
GET WELL SOON LOVELY
HEHEHHE THANK YOUU DEARR!! <,33
Hmm!! I'll give explanations for the different boys!
Celtic
Celtic is known as someone who's neutral about,,almost everyone.
He held one person dear to him and he lost her. So whenever he gets close to someone, he makes sure that they know he loves and cares for them.
That doesn't exclude Raloris! Once he joins the party, Celtic is SET on making sure Raloris feels safe and protected while in the team.
He respects Raloris and what he has gone through.
Celtic enjoys Raloris' company! No matter what mood Raloris is in, Celtic enjoys it all the same :)
So yes! Celtic likes him! ^^
,,,maybe even more? 👁👁 but since Celtic is sort of oblivious to his own feelings, he probably won't find out so soon.
Zane:
You can forget about Zane liking anyone.
....
Just kidding! Zane may show that he despises everyone and everything (except for music) but deep down he cares so much for the ones he hold dear.
Watch him spew vulgarity and make teasing remarks about Raloris on a regular but whenever he sees him in injured after a fight or just feeling down and out of it, Zane would quietly sit next to him and bandage his wounds. He'd be silent the entire procedure and have a soft expression on his face as he concentrates on whatever he's doing.
If Raloris is to say anything snarky, Zane would bite back but he wouldn't be loud about it as he usually would. He'd just retort with a laugh.
Hmmm,,, I'd say Zane,, cares for Raloris. Like is too much for Zane!
Zion:
He cares deeply for every single one of them.
He constantly scolds them whenever they get injured for no reason, telling them that they should've gotten a certain armour, should've taken the potion. And so on and so forth--
He'd stay up whenever he sees Raloris being restless and walking around. No matter how tired Zion is, he'd make sure Raloris gets back to bed safely first.
He likes Raloris! He just doesn't show it upfront and you probably will never know since he always has a bored and irritated expression, accompanied by his monotonous voice,,
Vince:
He's,,,very scared of him,, sobssobs
He knows Raloris is his teammate but he can't help but jump/flinch whenever Raloris has an outburst.
Vince tries to calm himself whenever Raloris is near him because he never knows when Ralo will call him out on something
He knows Ralo can't control it so he doesn't hold him against anything!! He's just nervous and scared.
He likes him though!! (Especially when Raloris is quiet/timid, Vince will be closer to him as he relates to him more during those periods)
Sylvester:
Finds Raloris amusing and fun to be around.
He'd make teasing comments about Raloris not understanding certain terms (don't worry, he does it to everyone-)
Is very fascinated by how fast and drastic Raloris' emotions can change, Sylvester always has this surprised smirk on his face when he sees Raloris switch emotions
Not much can be said about Sylvester to be honest,,
But he likes Raloris!
Raloris belongs to @feelin-lo !
#MootsTalks#MootsOCs#Raloris#Ralo#AesopeOCs#Celtic#Zane#Zion#Vince#Sylvester#rpg ocs#rpg!au#RPG!OCs#RPG
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any masquerade au thoughts or thinkerings? :000 ive been missing that au so bad 😞😞😞😞
OUUGGGHHHH!! This is gonna be long,,and kinda hard to understand since my mind is a little muddled rn 💔
ANYWAYSS hear me out now!
I like to think that the different partners (Tom,Lo,Trickster,Meztli) all each have different little "endings".
It's like a game! And they probably treat it as such too.
Example: You accept Meztli for a dance! The other partners leave you with him and as the night goes on, you're presented with a question from him: "Do you trust me?"
Will you get entranced by the glowing diamond-shaped pupil peering down at you? Will you allow him to take your hand and take you away?
...do you trust him?
And depending on your answer, the ending may differ! >:] There's different routes based on your answers/actions.
ANDD some other things:
Everyone is more popular amongst the guests but Tom is preferred more.
Guests are rarely seen with Meztli. And he doesn't get many partners to dance with. It's probably because he's waayyy too arrogant. Always have his head tilted upwards and making snarky remarks at the guests passing by. (And sometimes he's just bored and cast them aside mid-dance..)
THINKINGGG about how the entire party was hosted by Trickster and when the doors shut, all 4 of them have until a certain timing to eliminate one guest. Ohh but not ONLY to kill them, but to also successfully get the guest to admit that they want to be killed by their partners. (Through written/voice recording/video whatever)
So that plays into both their killing tendencies and how they're going to use their charm and charisma to their advantage.
Tom belongs to @sealedchasm !
Lo belongs to @feelin-lo !
Trickster belongs to @boiling-potato !
Meztli belongs to me :D
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Drops this and bolts out the room
SAY HI TO BLOODY PARCHMENT'S SHIPCHILD!! :D
Buggi!
@feelin-lo you may have the honors the naming this little boy!
And UHH here's some facts I thought of while creating him:
His hair and eyes leans more towards Lo's features!!
The one sleeve of his that is always down, he likes to swing it really harshly and hit other kids- (someone teach this boy some manners help.)
Really weird obsession with rabbits. Everytime he poses for a picture, he HAS to have his hands up as bunny ears.
His coat is a gradient of Meztli and Lo colour pallette!
Enjoys causing havoc.
Got the coat cause of the fur ontop. Reminds him of bunny fur.
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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫(s): Vampire!Lo , Werewolf!Meztli (Monster AU)
𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: After a hunt, Meztli wants nothing more than to be pampered by his Vampire. However, that quickly changes when he meets eye to eye with a replica of his beloved.
𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: EYYY!! I'm back! Sort of,,, I'm trying to get the prizes all out and I'm terribly sorry for going on a hiatus all of a sudden </33 I swear I'm working on alot of projects right now,, but no worries as I promise the winners will all receive their prizes soon! (Hopefully-) anyways~~ I hope you'll enjoy this!!
Ah,,,I really should get a beta reader because this has not been proof read so expect some grammar mistakes!!
1/5 Prize winner: @feelin-lo !
The night was peaceful. With the wind blowing softly, trees in the darkness rustling gently and the soft footfalls of animals scattering away whenever he steps on a branch.
Looking up at the moon, shining ever so brightly, he feels the corner of his lips lifted into a grin. Bringing his hand up, he wipes off the deep red staining his lips and face, however, still leaving a considerable amount behind. Not that he cares, he never did. But he did want to make himself look at least presentable before returning, to the embrace of warmth and comfort. To his home. His Lo.
Meztli reaches the front of the mansion, the tension long gone from his body after his hunt. Placing his hand on the shiny gold knob, he halts in his movements, eyes narrowing in a pensive way at the knob as the moonlight reflection bounced off of it. Meztli feels a growl bubbling up in his throat instinctively, his tips of his ears twitching slightly.
The tension came crawling back into his system, along with a sense of dread that ate him up slowly from within.
It felt as if this wasn't the same house he knew- No. No, it definitely is still the same house..- But, why was it that he could feel an impending and intense energy coming off the now foreign object in his trembling hold?
Voices. Meztli picked up on a distinctive muffled noise.
...
On..multiple voices? Meztli furrowed his eyebrows with confusion before his pupils contracted into tiny slits at the thought of a potential threat in there with Lo.
His eyes flickered with anger suddenly and all fear dissipated from him, now with a new found confidence, his grip loosen from the doorknob. Taking a couple of steps and backing away from the door, Meztli raised his leg, now opting to crash down the door. He feels a smirk tugging on his lips, bearing his white canines that are slightly stained red.
"Oh? Why don't we ask him right now then?"
At that moment, the door flung open with so much force that the hinges creaked violently. It wouldn't be a surprise if the door is now broken. The force on the action sent a gust of wind in Meztli's direction, causing him to plant his feet down instantly while raising both his arms to shield his face.
Meztli's ears were ringing, he muttered a string of curses under his breath at the sudden outburst, finally looking up after he came down from the adrenaline.
Meztli's smirk from before fell from his face, his jaw went slack as his eyes laid upon two figures.
Lo and...Lo..?
No that's not right..
He was taken aback by an unexpected sight. Standing before him was his beloved, but something was amiss. Meztli's eyes widened in disbelief as he realized that standing beside Lo was an exact replica with a sinister aura.
Confusion and tension filled the air as both males turned to look at Meztli. Meztli felt his breath hitched when he locked eyes with the shorter haired twin.
The atmosphere grew tense, almost suffocating.
"Leave him out of this. This is between us." Lo spat, glaring at the other, although having a slight tremble in his voice.
A guttural and loud laugh came from the "twin". He wipes away at fake tears in an attempt an a comedic gesture to taunt Lo. "Oh? And why should I?" He steps towards Lo, a smirk painted on his lips and his half-lided eyes soaked in his terrified expression that he kept well hidden.
"What?" He snickered. "Afraid that our darling will choose me--"
Lo scoffed, cutting him off,
"He's not "our's".. He's not "yours"! And hell, Meztli will never be yours, Master."
Master stared at him, anger swirled in his eyes at being cut off. "You have alot of nerve for someone so..weak." He smirked at him with a curt laugh, causing Lo to ball up his fists.
Their voices clashed with each other, causing Meztli to take a stumbling step back with a clenched jaw, still unable to comprehend the sight displayed infront of him.
As they continued to argue, their voices echoing through the room. Meztli found himself caught in the middle of this unexpected rivalry, torn between the two versions of his beloved.
As the argument escalated, Meztli's emotions swirled within him. He yearned for the love and companionship he once shared with Lo, but now it seemed clouded by this unsettling presence.
Would it be considered bad if he hated the other version of Lo? He despised Master, how he's currently bringing Lo down with his words and how he acted completely different from his love.
Meztli swallowed the lump in his throat, his ears went down, letting the voices drown out as he stared at Master.
..no that wasn't mainly the reason why he hated him so much. Meztli realized with a sour taste on his tongue that the main reason he had this hatred for Master was because he reminded him of himself.
Deep down, he knew that only one of them could truly be his soulmate, and that was Lo.
In the midst of the chaos, Meztli's love for Lo remained unwavering. After all, he was saved by the vampire. He still recalls how foreign it was to have his gentle touch as he took him in. How Lo treated him so delicately and how he looked at him with so much adoration in his eyes.
Master dashed towards Lo at lighting speed, getting ready to attack him.
Before he could even react, Meztli found himself sprinting towards the two, feeling a desperate pull to save and protect Lo from danger.
Meztli held out his hands, widening his stance so that he was shielding Lo behind him fully while he glared at Master. His pupils shrinking into thin slits as he bared his canines at the other Vampire.
Master raised one eyebrow, amused at the display infront of him. The shine of Meztli's sharp claws tainted slightly with blood caught, combined with his flared nose and razor sharp canines that can tear apart flesh, made Meztli look like a violent animal.
A violent and unstable animal that could grow soft at just the mere thought and touch of a vampire.
Master pursed his lips together into a thin line.
"How foolish." Master crossed his arms with a sigh at the scene. He took a step back. Narrowing his eyes at Lo and then at Meztli.
"Do not be too relieved. I'll be back for you, little wolf." With that, Master disappeared just as a thunder struck loudly, into the night sky.
Lo breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank god he's finally gone.." He looked up, realising Meztli is still in a tense action, his soft growling was still audible along with his troubled expression evident on his face. "Mez..it's alright." Lo placed his hand on his shoulder, giving a reassuring squeeze.
This broke Meztli out of his trance, whipping his entire body back to look over Lo. "It's okay, my love. We're okay." Lo whispered, making Meztli look up at him.
Lo smiled and it was as if the angels were blessed when time seemed to slow and the moonlight hit his face at the perfect angle.
Meztli felt his throat burned as if a thousand needles has been plunged into it. His vision blurred and the muddled figure of Lo made the tears well up even more. He threw himself forwards into Lo's arms, knowing, without a doubt, that Lo had already opened his arms out to embrace him.
Meztli refrained from crying out loud, only letting soft sobs escape past his lips despite trying so hard to keep them in.
"It's alright, my love..I'm here."
Then, he knew he was safe with Lo, that it was okay to let all out when hes with him. Meztli closed his eyes, letting his ears rest against his ruffled up hair, his tail swaying lightly as he let himself indulge in the oddly warm and soft embrace of his everything.
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