#I mostly just wanted to draw him in a cool outfit with his horns out lol

[fritzwulf]

Paparazzi catching Fizz in his post Mammon bad boy era 📸

#helluva boss #fizzarolli #blitzø #blitzo #fan art #I mostly just wanted to draw him in a cool outfit with his horns out lol #ALSO IDK WHAT THE BG IS DOING LEAVE ME BE

[prince-kallisto]

Crowley Levan is Meleanor’s “eyes, limbs, and husband”…wouldn’t it be cool if the one who married into the Draconia family had a crown/headpiece that resembled horns, worn for ceremonies, public appearances and the like?!

We haven’t seen Levan yet but I know in my heart he’s just a silly little guy as long as you ignore The Killings 💞

I talk more about concept art and costume details below the cut!

Levan’s headpiece is designed to have more of a live-action Maleficent feel, where she wrapped her horns in…fabric? Snakeskin? Whatever it was, it looked really shiny, oily, and really cool, so I tried to depict that texture to show how his horns are fake.

And sort of elaborating on the Draconia crown idea, perhaps each crown from every ruler who married into the family has its own unique shape? Levan’s halo-like shape is unique to him, so ones before him perhaps had more “traditional” dragon-like horns, and others had twisting ones like a sheep, etc etc. Since I’m OBSESSED with TWSTs religious symbolism- the Dawn Knight popped off with that winged helmet- I also wanted a halo shape to make Levan look slightly angelic.

The beads on his horns were slightly inspired by the mianguan, a formal headdress worn in ancient China. He also wears nail guards covered in shiny jewels… Let him be extra ✨

Levan having wings over his eyes like the Dawn Knight would be a fun parallel, and as a reference to him being Meleanor’s “eyes, limbs, and husband.” Like I mentioned in the comic, he covers his eyes and disguises his body under bulky clothing to be publicly dramatic af 😭 he takes his title way too seriously haha. The idea is that when he isn’t around Meleanor, he sheds his mask so he can report what he sees to Meleanor. But when he is with her, he “blinds” himself as a demonstration of trust. I’m sure he can actually detect his surroundings very well despite the mask- he just likes to play around and act dumb to make Lilia and Meleanor laugh haha. I haven’t thought much about the clothes under his cape, but I imagine it’s very like Malleus’ masquerade outfit. Something very streamlined and agile in case he has to enter a sudden battle or fly into the air.

And with my concept art, he was meant to have the shoulder feathers like Crowley and Malleus! They were like pauldrons covered in feathers. But when I was working on the final piece, I spontaneously changed it to fit the sketch for something more flowing and bulky haha. In my head, this bigger cape has a more “General” vibe to it? Something that draws your attention when Levan walks into a war room! Speaking of, I really love the fantasy-vibe of the costumes in Book 7- I feel like I can really go all out with Levan’s costume if the Dawn Knight is allowed to have a helmet like that!

This was super last minute in the painting process, but I’d like the inside of his cape to have constellations and stars all over it! I tried to draw the Corvus, Crater, and Hydra on the visible parts of his cape.

I prefer painting with ink far better than acrylic or even watercolor…so doing this in mostly black and white inspired me to give Levan porcelain-like skin, shading his skin almost like he was a doll and not a person. I think about how Diablo in Sleeping Beauty was turned into stone, so it’s meant to be a bit like marble too

I imagine Levan to have long, wispy hair that resembles briars and a bit like live action Aurora from Maleficent. Its very striking how he’s repeatedly described as “beautiful,” and although short hair is very beautiful in its own right, something about his mysteriousness and beauty gives me Aurora vibes specifically. Speaking of, Book 7 seems to be more obvious with combining elements from the original Sleeping Beauty and the live action Maleficent. Perhaps Silver could be the OG Aurora, but I can still give Levan live-action Aurora’s pretty hair haha.

When he wears his headdress and cape, he has his hair pinned up in the back. I’d like to draw my interpretation of Levan more in the future so you can see how his hair would look when it’s all down or in a ponytail. Perhaps Raven-Fae do more elaborate hairstyles that incorporates jewels/shiny things into their hair? Also, this inspiration is VERY specific haha, but if you ever read or watched Cardcaptor Sakura, Nadeshiko’s hair is very close to how I imagine his hair to be- very full and flowing! (Cardcaptor Sakura’s aesthetic snatched me up many years ago and has never let go since haha)

I don’t know, I just think it’s really cool yet ironic that Meleanor and Lilia talk about Levan as someone whose a crybaby, kind, beautiful, airheaded, but then Lilia casually drops that Levan is one of the top generals, an extremely skilled diplomat, and battled the DAWN KNIGHT and survived, when even Lilia hasn’t at that point. So I thought it would be fun if he had angelic themes in his outfit, while still making it clear that he’s dangerous.

Whoops this got pretty long! ∑(ﾟДﾟ) Haha, I think I like sharing my designs- not for the art it self but just to ramble about my entire thought process/inspiration/details! Although I try to get better at depicted all these ideas through the art itself, I can’t help but want to talk about it haha

#cant wait to be horribly wrong with his design #no seriously. I CANT WAIT SHOW ME LEVAN ALREADY. SHOW ME THE BOYYYYY ARGHHHHHH #twisted wonderland #twst #twst fanart #Twst levan #twst revan #twst papa draconia #twst meleanor draconia #Twst General Lilia #KallistoPost #my art

[fitzs-space]

I absolutely love ur mer designs for Etho, Grian and our lovely sea monster ofc lol. Do you have any more in depth refs for their designs, id love to see more of how they look if possible! /nf ofc

only really had the couple rough sketches for their designs unfortunately! given its how I work with most of my stuff with just quick sketches like this. But I'll give the couple details I remember adding into their designs! Main notes will be I spent more time on Etho because I knew they'd be seen the most,, also that this this Is a default of how I've always drawn mermaids, with the whole dark eyes and covered in scales and fins, more siren esk in a sense.

with Etho the main things I remember adding is chancing the headband and gloves to be more like kelp being wrapped around/ braided, because In general I like drawing mermaid outfits with a more found object type vibe to them. the other main thing was intentionally giving them 9 fins in their design, 6 on the tail, 2 on their fourarms, and the one on the back. Cause I enjoy drawing Etho with the kitsune vibe. even though I;ve only ever drawn them with the full ears n tail like,, once or twice? who knows.

Also! points points, finally had an excuse to draw their tattoos!

only notes I really had for Grian was wanting him to have the rounded Fins cause feather vibes. and I never really looked up actual fish or animals when I draw quick designs, so I go off pure vibes and vague memory of what I think the animal looks like,,, and we end up with stuff like this.

and drew them with the void damage again! thought it would look pretty to have a tail and scales that looked like a void/spacelike. and It wouldn't have been a good colour pallet to have him in just pure red with the poncho and tail bein the same colour. I did also try the white hair too, even just being streaks like my s5 Ex design, but It wasn't really working out.

I looked at my old design of Xb and went, "what can I do to make this being even prettier." and here we are /hj the full sea monster style Is something only like five of the hermits would have seen, so its not a common thing. I'd like to think Xb also like triples in size when like this, but its hart to show that when its just a single character shot like this. the default Xb design I will use is the "just some guy" kinda thing with only a couple fishy details if you look close enough. the whole a couple scales around the eyes like freckles and a vague impression of gills that are mostly covered up buy the hoodie anyways. the third eye is something Xb always keeps closed, and is normally hidden behind bangs

yada yada, I draw my Xb design as a character who just does everything to act as "Just some guy" and not as a full on monster of the deep sea kind thing only other design notes would be me adding the runes into Xb's horns, cause I've got some random magics lore Ideas, and I've been meaning to also add some to Tango's design as well and I originally had drawn Xb's earrings as a way to match with Hypnos, forgot that I drew this one with just a teardrop,, but I know my Hypno design does have both a eye and a bell on his earrings. Silly reference to a cool fic that was a good chunk of inspiration to how I characterize my Xb

Idk, not as many thoughts behind these designs as I had in the ties comic, but still a couple none the less!

#answering the thoughts #hermitcraft #headcanon dump #ish #grian #ethoslab #xbcrafted #fitzs art #I try to use no pronouns for my Xb. so the writing may read odd if you don't know that! #silly mermaid designs

[peapod20001]

*EXPLODES* THIS IS WHAT I REALLY WANTED TO SHAREEE AHHHHFFGHH @everyothermouse

Ok ok. So. They’re bougie as fuk and got rich ppl money and put on a whole Halloween performance,,, so of course their costumes are kinda try hard lmfao but!!! Anyways-

Shirley’s costume and character is based on Victor Frankenstein, only more kooky and less disheveled lol. Ugh I really wanna draw it to show you how it looks. He’s got a gray wig thing goin on, looks kinda like she got struck by lighting lol. He’s got the “mad scientist” lab coat (though it’s much shorter than the generic coat and kinda flares out like a skirt), long black gloves, goggles that serve no purpose except for looks, and short black boots so he can show of the LEGGSS. Ohohoho she’s got some sick fuckin, light up prosthetics (I’ll say it’s similar to a plasma ball) that are made to change colors and move to beats and shit, just really over the top lol.

Since Shirley’s Victor, Charlie is his monster. His colors are neon purple and green, they paint his skin to look like he’s been sewn together, he gets heterochromic eyes, and his prosthetic actually works really well in making him seem like he could fall apart. I actually really suck at trying to describe fashion lmfao but his clothes look like if you found clothes in the lost and found but made it fashion GDHDJSBDJ. Obviously the costumes doesn’t cover a whole lot of skin, gotta show off those stitches!! Gotta put in some fan service ig!!

Totally unrelated to Frankenstein lol The twins are the Angel & Devil on people’s shoulders, played by Emi & Graci respectively. They aren’t dressed like a generic angel and devil though, they’re dressed like lil bikers!! (Cus they’re bikers kiufhiopw so original I know) they’ve got matching outfits but with different colors, Emi has a primarily black outfit while Graci wears primarily white (their shtick is that even tho Emi is the angel and Graci is the devil, they both love to cause trouble and give advice that doesn’t necessarily fit their role. I’d really have to draw it out I think it’s v humorous lol). They have wing patches on the backs of their jackets and lil headbands with devil horns or a halo. They look both cool and kinda stupid at the same time I love it

Shirley doesn’t really like putting Jr in shows cus he’s, yknow, a child but she’ll allow it ONLY for Halloween shows cus she can cover his face and also Jr BEGS to be included. He fills the role of Igor!! He doesn’t actually say anything and is mostly in the background with a reaper hood on, but he makes the most of it!! He likes messing with the other performers and doing silly walks and mannerisms, Shirley also kinda totes him around like a small dog, ppl find it funny watching him seemingly manhandle a lil hooded thing lol

And Harley isn’t part of the circus so he gets to dress as what he wants. And he chooses to dress as Marty McFly, cus he’s a nerd

#about my ocs #OUTFGHG I SPENT TOO LONG WRITING THIS #HOPE ITS AN INTERESTING READ THO IG

[rtnortherly]

Here to ramble about my dos2 AU comic I’m planning (I’ll probably just title it Good Intentions with a subtitle or something) because I live for long meandering train of thought posts.

So, to start with, I’m low-key redesigning some smaller elements of Loke and Arboren’s looks. Arboren is already super off model (referring to his game look). He’s a Conjuror in-game and tends to have bulkier armour & a shield, whereas what I draw him in what probably would work best as some kinda mage armour, probably. That’s mostly because I get really overwhelmed by armour and how it layers and effects mobility and when I first started drawing Arboren I was even less confident with it (drawing my Elden Ring Tarnished has only helped a little).

I made a post about how he looks in-game versus how I draw him before but for illustrative purposes I’ll add the images here.

And for fun, here’s an old armour redesign I did based on the whole idea that he’s scavenging armour piecemeal and how you can craft stuff with shells and driftwood and stuff:

I still really like it as a look but realized very fast that there’s a lot of detail there that I didn’t want to have to draw every time. All things considered, his orange and green look can be broken down into a handful of different parts, which is much easier to navigate than all those shells. And that wheel shield, which I still think is dope but is a nightmare to visualize.

I also don’t tend to draw him with a wand, but given that I don’t draw in-game scenes much, it hasn’t really been needed. It’s only been recently while doing comic stuff I realized I’d have to think about it.

Anyway.

Recently I did the black and white two page thing and made some more changes. Nothing big. I just decided that I couldn't be chuffed to draw the driftwood arm guards (I'm still so sick you guys it has been brutal) so I went with one super long fingerless glove, and none on the other arm as to not interfere with the golden arm band I draw on Arboren (what is it there for when he's a poor escaped convict, you ask. For fashions I say. Because I love asymmetry.) Might decide to give a shorter wristlet or something for a bit more balance though, who can say.

And then, since I was messing with the outfit anyway, I did this rough sketch of Arboren with a head band solely because I'm always wrestling with drawing his hairline:

Realized after the fact that I didn't draw the horn headpiece that he has in-game, which isn't uncommon. I'm prone to leaving them out depending on how I feel. They clearly aren't part of elven biology, so I get confused about how they're attached?? Or if I'm reading the model wrong???

I'm not right?

But it did get me to thinking: this is an au. I could just give the elves fun little satyr/faun horns. To compensate for the fact that I never draw the (really so so cool and I do love it as a feature) skin texture they have that kinda gives them that wooden look?? Y'all know what I mean? I never draw that because, again, that's a detail I knew I would have a hard time replicating repeatedly (it's not being lazy, it's being "efficient". yeah).

Did I consider going full crazy person mode and just making them some kinda faun/satyr? Yes. Have I completely given up on the idea... not entirely. Will I maybe doodle that when I'm done with this? Tempting. Because If I'm going au... why not go ham with it?

Which brings me to some plot things. And this is really just me "talking out loud" so to speak, so I can get things straight in my head. Y'all are being my rubber ducks or whatever.

So, years ago now, I actually started to draw out panels of my fanfic. Mostly just the segments that focus more on Loke and Arboren, and I got part way through fully colouring it and my will died.

^Proof

I kept all the plans which was a large segment of chapter one, and now, having done aforementioned black and white things which is from chapter three, I have a large chunk of that chapter too (I planned way more panels than I needed but that was all mentioned in another post. Or at least the first part of it before the two really get in the weeds talking.

So that made me think I wanted to say heck to heck, why don't I just cave and start making a comic about these two? I've only been dancing around the idea for the last Two Years or whatever. I know I have Uncanny in the Grove going on at the moment, and a million other things I want to do, and UitG at least I think I can keep on doing alongside its illustrations on top of a side comic thing. It's just... I keep coming back to these two, anyway. I know what I want from drawing them so I'm not going to do the thing I always do where I get bogged down by the design of the characters while I have a plot just waiting for me to get my shit together. Like, I know these two and they give me joy to draw so i might as well just stick to it. especially now that I'm wrangling things down to a more simple style that I could maybe manage long term.

To reiterate a point, I made in a previous post... somewhere... here or on bluesky idk, this is an AU which won't involve Source, or Godwoken or Sourcerers or any of that. While I love fan fiction I've never been very good at just... retelling a plot that has already happened. Even the written drabble series I have for them always took place, like, off-screen of the game if that makes sense. The only really tie over was Loke's pejudice and background as a Magister, and Arboren's role as someone victimized by the Magister's so it feel feasible to me. I just... as far as plots go, that feels like a very big one, unless I literally just illustrate moments in time outside the canon game plot as I have been doing in my written fic. But to do that I'd actually have to finish the game (I will eventually I'm just really bad at playing games consistently) and I know myself well enough to know that if I put even one more step than absolutely necessary between me and a thing, it starts feeling insurmountable.

Now how do you write about these two when the entire premise of their relationship is that Loke is deluded by "duty" and a mob-like fear/superstition, and Arboren is viscerally unwilling to be imprisoned and violated by a system which is so corrupt it isn't even funny.

But transplanting Loke's duty and delusion (the fact that it was Source never felt super intrinsic to his character, more that bad things were happening in the world and his fear made him make dumb uninformed choices and he got all weird and fanatical about it which... its never really about the reason in those situations, just the reaction) onto some other problem, and by focussing down on the kind situation the elves were in. The whole lore surrounding the elves in dos2 was super fascinating to me (MY DUDES WERE FORCE FED PERSON MEAT TO UNCOVER ENEMY SECRETS IN HORRIFIC BASTARDIZATION OF A SACRED PRACTICE WHAT THE FU-).

Now... I've got some ideas. The issue is that it'll be a stretch to make it fit with all the comic stuff that I have already roughly drawn. Which was the whole reason I even came around to doing this. So. IDK, maybe I'll just line those out and post them and be done with it (I don't wanna some of them are already coloured) maybe I'll let it be another side project that I work on sporadically and update once in a blue moon like the mermaid au. Maybe I shall embrace the oldest and most noble of Drawfee sayings and Delete My Art and just start afresh. Who can say? Not me. That would require decisiveness lol.

In the meantime I'm going to go draw Arboren as a Satyr/faun and consider other ways I can skew this even more into AU because I have zero restraint.

#rt rambles #good intentions #arboren and loke #writing stuff #art stuff

[tubbopride]

I saw your tags on your c!tubbo design post and I would love to hear about your design choices!! it's seriously one of my fav ctubbo designs!!

ALRIGHT SO. this is going to be a rant and a half … sorry about that. when i said i thought about him a lot i meant it.

also thank you so much T___T i really appreciate it <3 design explanation under the cut bc its Long

alright so i've always Kind of resented goat/ram c!tubbo. not the art, just as a concept. it started from people comparing him to schlatt and i hated that, so i was very determined to make him Not anything really similar to schlatt. so i made him a moobloom hybrid! i remember at some point i had hced him to be some kind of nature spirit and he had antlers but i liked moobloom boy better

he has little flowers in his hair and more grow when he's happy/excited :] he has cow horns as well; he has his wedding ring on his left horn and c!ranboo has the same on his own left horn. they match <3 his pupils are horizontal like the cows have but i never really draw that. also he has fluffy ears! the left one has a notch out of it from the fcr and the other got mostly blown up in the festival lol

speaking of the manberg festival. in my design, the firework scars are mostly on his right shoulder, his chest, his right forearm, and the right side of his head. bc of that he's blind in his right eye, his right ear is heavily scarred + he cant hear all that well out of it, and a couple of his fingers got blown off n he has a prosthetic

more on the prosthetic hand through. i saw this clip where cc!tommy said that c!tubbo lost a finger in the festival and i took it and RAN with it. initially, i was gonna just not have him have prosthetics bc i didn't know how to draw it but then i remembered he played ukulele and that would be kind of hard to do w missing fingers so i gave him a prosthetic. it took forever to figure out but i think it looks fine now

ok now the clothes. This is the part that probably makes sense only to Me. i saw a post talking about dream smp characters' philosophies and worldviews and stuff and one of c!tubbo's was 'preserving history is essential' or something. i was in the middle of redesigning him at this point so i went Hmm. What if i do something with that. so i did. it doesn't make a lot of sense now that i type it out but in my head it Works i promise

the green shirt he's wearing isn't the same Classic green shirt bc that has been through Multiple wars. so it's a remake. i think it would've been made somewhere post-festival?

the boots are from the l'manberg revolution. i have a hc where he was too short to properly fit into the l'manberg uniform bc it was made for people who were like. tommy's size. and while he managed with the shirt and coat and stuff, the boots were really annoying so it was in storage somewhere. and long story short when he was settling into snowchester he realised the shoes he had wouldn't really be that suitable for the snow climate. and he remembered the boots and he dug them out and now he wears them around everywhere bc they're durable (being made for a revolution and all. yeah)

as for the l'manberg presidential suit pants. i don't have a big reason for that one i'll be real i just wanted to complete the set lol and the snowchester jacket is self explanatory. the element of the design from the manberg era is the firework scars :) he already remembers that part of his life too well

EDIT BC I FORGOT THIS PART: another reason behind the mismatched era outfits is He put this together right after his home got blown up. he didnt exactly have much. these r mostly just belongings that were mostly unscathed after doomsday + a new jacket he made himself. this outfit stuck bc i thought it was cool theres no real other reason 😭

last part ill go into is the lives tattoo. in my mind, all dsmp characters have a magical tattoo type thing on their left forearm. it starts off as three red hearts, and as they lose lives the hearts turn grey and the heart displays a representation of how they died. so for c!tubbo, the first heart is grey and has a slash down the middle (fcr) the second is grey and has kind of. explosion type marks that resemble his scars (festival) and the third one is red.

rant over i think. jesus christ this is A Lot. i have c!tubbo disease

#i wrote this in my lunch break and my friends made fun of me for 'writing fanfiction' #but yeah. this is the c!tubbo design explanation #sorry its so long 😭 #thank you for letting me rant lmao #it was quite cathartic in a way #like all this has just been in my head for So long its satisfying to write it out #nico chats #c!tubbo

[relaxxattack]

DUDE I WANNA KNOW ALL ABOUT YOUR ANIMATED DSMP IDEA... HOW WOULD YOU TRANSLATE THE SKINS TO ACTUAL DESIGNS-

AAAAAA I LOVE GETTING ASKS LIKE THIS TYSM T^T

um as for translating skins! it would be pretty much the same way people do fanart, just figuring out what works best for each character and going from there! i think i’d try to stay as close to the mc skin as possible just for clarity. id also use a pretty cartoony and probably simplistic style!

here’s some notes on individual characters:

puffy - i was struggling with her design like a LOT until recently. i didn’t know whether to make her wool rainbow or white, or if she was part person or not! then she revealed recently it was actually a onesie and my problems were solved. i think she’s about the same amount of sheep as schlatt. horns and ears and possibly tail, but otherwise mostly human

tommy - the main changes to his outfit would be accessories (bandanna, cape when with techno) but one of the biggest changes would be his posture.  tubbo - i had an amazing idea where his character would debut with blonde hair that covered his eyes. and then after the audience got used to that there’s a scene where tommy swats his head and the blonde comes off because it’s actually been a wig the whole time. he doesn’t put it back on and literally no one mentions it. after that his hair would cover his ears (so artists can keep their goat hc if they want) but very slowly horns would creep out of his head by the second season. ambiguous horns that can be dragon or goat horns

wilbur - i love how this man gave me CANON design changes. makes things sm easier. i think the lmanberg revolutionaries would take off their coats after the war but keep wearing their uniforms. so they’d be wearing mostly white during OG l’manberg. wilbur would get a new slightly different coat to indicate he’s the president. also, definitely beanies. kudos to sad-ist

quackity - shapeshifter!! his face becomes that ditto face he has whenever he changes to look like someone else. it’s not like, mentioned or pointed out by anyone tho

technoblade - i fucking hate designing this mf!!!! i want to do big cartoony pig, but i ALSO want to incorporate cool hair. i want piglin headcanons to be applicable, but i ALSO want him to be a person just w a mask so he can say “i’m a person!” without looking ridiculous. what do i do. i hate this man.  philza - similar to sadist design, id kind of just add some black and some red hearts. also tons of crows surround him. crows in the background whenever he’s being foreshadowed. philza minecraft is so great 

sam - canonized that he’s just wearing a mask.. thank you sam.

ranboo - i hate him almost as much as techno. “i have no preference all the designs are great!” WELL THEN HOW AM I MEANT TO DRAW YOU?? i have SORT of settled on a design but i also keep changing it. all i know is pain. 

[chrissyslittleartwork]

Cursed to live for 3000 years, a Pharaoh, a Queen, and a Thief are bond to three Millennium items and without their memories, they are forced to wander the Earth until they are called by their destiny. Now three chosen young teens are picked to hold the Puzzle, Wand, and Ring, and this calls upon the cursed three.

So, figured I draw up what Atem, Bast, and Bakura would look like as immortals. At least in the Immortals AU. I will say this, in this AU, these three are very VERY different to original anime. For Atem, he's more like his season 0/manga self. Though he isn't like insane or thirsty for blood. However, living for years in the world, he has seen things that he sometimes wish he could forget. Plus, he has red eyes in this, which can lead to issues for him. People would believe he is a demon, or least a spawn of one. So, people would probably find him scary even though he is not in the slightest. He also is not afraid to risk his life because honestly, he can't die. His punishments on people who have wronged him are downright harsh. It's not till he actually meets Yugi and his friends that he begins to question if the judgements he makes is considered right. Not to mention, he has this empty feeling within him that he can't explain and that's only filled when he and Bast start to rekindle their relationship. I also wanted to make his outfit something different to what Yugi would wear. It was hinted in the manga he does not exactly care for the clothes Yugi tries to wear. Or at least, he finds his taste in clothes to be...weird. Which I guess I can understand. XD Also, I can see him wear earings since he did wear earings as a Pharaoh. And sometimes he would wear bands. Also, my friend and I decided that Atem would have NO issue getting girls to fawn over him. He is one hot guy. XD Of course he has those cool red eyes. (I do know Bast would love his eyes, especially since red is her favorite color). And his hair I decided to make like from the manga to make him stand out more.

As for Bast, while she does still have her kind heart, she is not the gentle soul I made in the original anime. In this, due to how long she had to live as well as her being a very beautiful woman, people (mostly men) have tried to take advantage of her. This would make her downright cold and untrustworthy of anyone she comes in contact with. There is even at one point in her life that a man she thought to be a kind soul turned out to be ugly and tried to rape her. This seriously damaged her view on men in general and even cause her to have PSTD. (Which unfortunately for Atem when they are starting to reform their romance, he ends up triggering that painful memory, but by accident and it leads to miscommunication.) She would even have one point that she almost ALMOST could have easily turned into someone who could kill if she wanted. But thankfully, she was saved from that and thus she vowed to keep her kind heart but be mindful of people. Thankfully, meeting Catzi and her friends, she starts to value her new friends and see not everyone is always going to take advantage of her just because she's beautiful. For her clothes, as I said, due to how most people just saw her only for her beauty, she started wearing baggy clothes in attempt to hide her true self. She really does get sick of people constantly hitting on her. After being with Catzi, her friends, and her relationship with Atem improves, she starts to reveal more of herself once again and never be ashamed for who she really is. I also made her hair a little more blue instead of the usual teal/dark aqua color.

Now for Bakura, this is where it gets interesting. I have shown in the comic and talked about it a bit there, but in this, Bakura is not evil. I mean, he kinda was at first but honestly, I feel like he didn't have to be. I feel so bad that he went through so much and never got a second chance in the end. So, for this, he was forced to be controlled by Zorc. And while being stuck in Egypt, he had to live his immortal life away from people for the most part. It wasn't until Ryou and his father come to Egypt and try to get the Ring. Of course, Bakura and Zorc can feel the Ring being disturbed so they had to go check on it. In the end, the Ring ended up killing Ryou's father since he was not worthy and Bakura was left to become his father. This actually changed Bakura. For so many years, Zorc had been trying to teach him of how being evil is the way. But Ryou, being just a small boy, would show him that it's not right and awaken the long lost human emotions and Bakura's old self. Thus he rejects Zorc which causes the evil being to go off by himself and becomes a normal human again. He also ends up caring and loving Ryou as his own son. Now for his design, I can see him just wearing simple clothes and not really caring too much about his appearance. I don't think he really brushes his hair all that much. XD He's also handsome but due to his sarcastic rude self, I don't think girls would want to hang out with him for too long. Going back to his hair, I decided to combine both the hairstyles he had. I honestly like the bat wing like or demon horn hair spikes. XD And also, I heard his thief king self was like 5'7. 5'7??? He was freaking shorter than Ryou who is confirmed to be 5'9!!! Nah...he looks taller than that, so I'm going to think he's 5'11. XD

Anyway, there you have it. Sorry for going into a bit of a rant but I wanted to show you all this and I really like how all three came out. :D

#chrissy's little artwork #yu gi oh #pharaoh atem #thief king bakura #yami yugi #yami bakura #queen bast #yami catzi

[mcytbdamofficial]

the full bdam!schlatt design page!

hi friends :) got something really cool to show you today!!! gonna put it under the cut as there is quite a lot to go through here haha...

but! essentially what you’ll find here is design pages for bdam!schlatt i’ve been working on for about a week now! there are a total of 21 designs for various stages of the story, which I explained in detail. feel free to just skim through and look at the drawings, haha. and enjoy!

(all of the designs are put in chronological order of the story, rather than the order of which they are in the actual story. they are also ONLY designs for bdam, and don’t include anything related to bhav)

first what i drew up here are designs for schlatt in the first stages of the smplive chapters! on the left is his very first appearance, and on the right is how i imagine him to look around his teen years.

in the first design is how i imagine schlatt looking when he first meets wilbur. at this stage of the story he was of course living in the inner districts of the city with not a lot to his name, so you can see ragged and dirty clothes there. he would usually carry his four discs around in his backpack since he didn’t think it’d be smart to leave them unattended in his parents’ apartment.

after getting taken in by phil, there was an immidiate change in how he dressed and acted - mostly getting more clean and fitting clothes, as well as trusting his surroundings enough to leave the discs in the room he shared with wilbur, never really feeling they were in danger. you can see the design on the right is a lot neater, AND he’s got the blue sweater! 

the second set of designs is mostly right before and right after phil’s banishment - more simply right before and right after schlatt was kicked out of the house the family stayed in and was forced to go work at the live daily

the design on the left is what schlatt looked like when he tried to make money for the family right before the banishment - he was described to have been wearing an old shirt of techno’s, a tie made up of a cut piece of techno’s old cloak and black jeans. it wasn’t a suit, but it was made to look close enough to one to help him sell things in a more convincing manner. up close, however, the outfit looked very clearly cheap.

on the right is schlatt’s design for the live daily! together with the aparment he got and everything else techno managed to put together through his connections with pete, he also got some actual suit shirts and pants he could wear, together with a tie. he would often carry around pens and pencils as well as a notepad (at least before he was barred from writing stories for the paper following the ted nivison piece), and was granted a press pass as any other worker at the paper, but he would hardly use it as it was near useless with his low position and permissions anyway.

in the third set of designs we have both of his schlatt & co designs, from before and after the fire that lead him to finding out about the nether intolerance and everything else surrounding it.

at this point in the story, the company was set up and schlatt, connor and wilbur all had enough money left to get themselves nice suits they could use for work. not only that, they made business cards! they’d give them out to clients and new people alike to try and get exposure. you can also see a clear change in how he styled his hair - going from overly neat for his more stable job to more messy for a job he had more control over.

on the right is schlatt’s look after the fire - when the captain concluded what he had he started offering to test schlatt more to try and find some sort of work around for the intolerance, or at least to try and figure out how it worked. he would often be seen with bandages or small bandaids from skin samples being taken, injections, blood being drawn, etc. he wouldn’t wear his jacket a lot around this time since it would be uncomofrtable anyway, and he rarely did business up close around this time considering how he looked.

in this fourth set of designs, we have a design for schlatt during his time in the lunch club, and a design for schlatt during the floods. they are two widely different designs - but i decided to put them side by side for contrast.

in the lunch club design, you can see some minor changes. he’s back to having a full, clean suit, and clearly started presenting himself A LOT more professionally. and as every other member of the lunch club, his badge could always be visible - and hey, i finally designed the badge! it’s a sort of more serious spin of the normal lunch club logo. the other six members had badges from the previous six - but schlatt’s was newly made, so it lacked the wear and tear of the others. another thing about this stage of his life was that he would often be seen around the city on various posters - as all other lunch club members. this was a sort of pseudo-propaganda method to keep the city loyal to the seven leaders and to raise kids admiring them.

on the flood design you can see everything we learn from the narration - schlatt used the jacket of his suit for the most part to bandage up wilbur’s leg, and used whatever was left to make a make-shift sling for his broken arm. there’s not much to say about this other than it being a drawing of what i saw mentally as i wrote those sections!

in the fifth set of designs we have one minor design and one far more major one - between schlatt after smplive’s recovery from the flood, and schlatt after he was left behind by everyone.

on the left, after everything returned to normal, schlatt got back to work at his, wilbur’s and connor’s company. he got a proper cast and sling for his broken arm, and he once more went back to a cheaper, but more comfortable suit. there’s really not much to say about this design, i just wanted to draw the cast-suit combo since i haven't done that before lol

the design on the right is a very important one! this is a design for how i imagine schlatt to look during his time alone in smplive. he would probably hang onto a sense of normalcy with the suit and everything - but would also try to get more functional with what he wore. he would carry a backpack with supplies he would need at any time and that he would fill with things he found around the city while looking for supplies, and he’d have a lot of straps to hang weapons, potions, etc... for the most part, he just tried to get an outfit that could keep things normal and familiar for him but also keep him alive. he always carried the picture of him and wilbur, stal, and a bag of schlattcoins. and of course, the voice recording device. that’s the only thing of those four he left behind when he left the city for good.

finally, some horn designs! these are really fun! on the left we have schlatt right after his first journey through the nether, and on the right we have him after he was nursed back to health by niki! 

when walking through the nether, even despite minx’s magic, schlatt’s condition still left him hurt severely. he also, of course, got hurt quite a lot walking through a place that dangerous. through his walk he grew very small horns - but they were not as big as they would be later. his eyes also begun to shift colour from brown into yellow, but the colour did not show very clearly at first. a small split also showed in the pupil of the eye, but once more, it was barely visible at this time.

after recovering, there isn’t really much to point out. schlatt got fresh clothes, most of the wounds were cleaned and fixed up, and apart from the horns, it was quite hard to tell the difference between how he looked in the dsmp and right before the left smplive.

in the seventh design we have some more severe hybrid features! these got really fun to draw from this point on! on the left we have how schlatt looked during his ban, and on the right is how he looked after, once more, being nursed back to health by niki after coming back. 

on the left design, you can see the hybrid features have gotten more severe. the horns grew out and curled, more resembling that of a ram, and his eyes fully shifted colour to yellow as well as their pupils splitting completely and turning a more rectangular shape. you can see his clothes being a lot more torn and dirty, as well as his jacket being ripped up and used as bandages for most of his body. at this point, schlatt had left his bag in the dsmp and had practically nothing to work with in the nether, especially in the early days when minx was still angry with him and very unwilling to help out in any way. 

on the right we have his design after recovery. he has some bandages, some clean clothes, and once more, there isn’t a lot to say. you can still see some bruises around his face, as well. ah, and of course, at this point he has the chops(tm).

in the eighth design i put together 3 suit designs, since i didn’t need to get too detailed with these ones. let me quickly run through these!

in the first design here, we have schlatt during the election! he got a cheap suit from wilbur that he wore when he expected him to do a speech in support of pog2020, which we of course know didn’t actually happen. at this point he still had most of the damage the ban in the nether did to him underneath, whether it be bandages or bruises.

in the second design we have schlatt during his presidency! this was definitely at his peak, with a nice, custom suit (you can see the manberg flag sewn into it around the chest), which shows how in control of everything he was at the time. 

for the festival, schlatt chose a more extravagant outfit, as did everyone who showed up. you can see a more casual, “human” suit to try and fit in with his people and try and paint himself as a fair ruler. he also put rings and other decorations on his horns for this event!

in the ninth design we have schlatt after the festival and during his further presidency. these were fun to do - let me walk you through them!

as shown in the design on the left, following the festival, schlatt lost an eye, burned most of the right side of his body, and lost a part of his horn. no one really know where it went. it’s believed it was lost in all the panic, eventually, and probably perished in the explosion. his right eye turned completely grey and faded, and he couldn’t see with it. following everything, he had bandages on most of his body for quite some time.

as shown in the right design, schlatt’s further presidency was a facade. he still has his clean, custom suit, but it doesn’t seem to fit the same. you can also see his hair got far messier and he never seemed to bother to actually clean it up. 

and so we reach the final, tenth page of designs! we have schlatt during the dsmp finale, and then we have him during the bdam finale!

in the left design you can see i got HEAVILY inspired by sad-ist’s dawn of the 16th animatic! at this point, schlatt lost his eyepatch but didn’t care enough to replace it or fix it up, and you can see his dishevelled state with how he’s dressed and how his clothes look overall. you can clearly see the burns on the right side of his face, and how little he does to conceal them.

and finally, the finale design! schlatt and wilbur, when they were between life and death, sort of became a mix of their spirits and minds - on one hand was their normal selves, but on the other, was that more innocent side left long behind, symbolised by the blue sweater he USED to wear when he lived with phil, mixed with a nice shirt he’d wear normally. in this void, his state is also more clean and orderly, which is why his horn is back in place and there’s a lack of burns. it’s essentially the most stable representation of him that can manifest - without changing him completely.

and that’s that! hope you guys like these <3 i worked really hard on them, and i’m planing to do more in the future for different characters! i have a lot of time to work on these now that i’m taking a break, so i hope to get more done soon. for now, that’s all! thanks for taking a look at these! <3

#Character design #lore #between dreams and memories #mcyt bdam #jschlatt #schlatt #c!schlatt #c!jschlatt #fanart #art #dsmp fanart #dream smp fanart #mcyt fanart #mcyt #dsmp #dream smp

[thedumbguywithaheart43]

BoomLords weird adventure

Chapter 5 reluctant companions

Rairty spoke up."excuse me darling what is the crazy stallion saying?"Twilight was spaced out for a moment trying to process what she had just done. Apon realizing Rairty was speaking she snapped back to reality."what oh Rairty. Sorry uh he was talking about me helping him to uh shit"She blinked, wincing as she couldn't get the thought of what she had just done out of her head. She didn't intend to create Rose fire in fact in that moment she had wanted to kill him to render the flesh from his bone, it was as if another creature had entered her head for a moment and fueled her rage."I think I have to go with him."before she could explain why."WHAT ARE YOU TAKING ABOUT HE JUST MESSED WITH YOU AND THE PRINCESSES HEADS!"rainbow yelled."I merely showed them what they wanted to know however to be honest I didn't expect this to happen. I had been looking for the rose fire in every world every terrifying, every cruel, and every unforgiving place in the Omniverse. But it turns out all I had to do was accidentally induced fear and rage into a horse."the pony stared at him for a moment."He's telling the truth and now that we know what's at stake we have no choice but to help."Celestia stated her tone was dark however as if she was doing something she wasn't so sure she wanted to."h-how long until it happens?"Boom and Celestia stared at each other for a moment. It was clear Boom really didn't want to answer this."could be days could be another year time works differently for me but if I had to give a rough estimate maybe a year or two or less."Celestia took a gulp of air as she looked to her fellow ponies. She looked as if she was holding back tears."my little ponies I ask no I beg you all to go with him this is no longer a matter in my control and I cannot force you to partake in this. What he is asking is dangerous beyond anything any of you have ever faced and while he may only require Twilight I would never send my student alone into what I was shown."this time no one spoke not even dash because when princess Celestia tells you shits about to go down it's going to go fuckin down. And in unison without hesitation without regret without fear all the ponies and Spike responded"were in!"boom looked at the group of ponies a look of discontent on his face."fuckin great I'm babysitting a whole party."most of the ponies ignored what he said with the exception of rainbow dash and Applejack."hey no one asked you"dash got in his face while AJ got close next to her."yeah that's right and don't think we're going to take our eyes off you for a minute partner. Not after what you just pulled.

2 spike walked over to the stallion cautiously"so how are we leaving? I mean you said we had to leave."well you see that's why I'm going to need my notepad and Pen also my satchel if you don't mind."a look of confusion re-entered the faces of everyone."oooo are you gonna draw us amagical portal to another dimension?"pinky blurted out as a few of the others started to chuckle."actually that's a pretty accurate assessment of what I'm about to do, in fact spot on."Twilights jaw nearly dropped as BoomLord began scribbling on the paper. Boomlord had drawn a nearly perfect circle on a piece of the notepads paper and in the center of it wrote the words, °home space°as he took the pen off the paper another electric golden ring started to form, the area within beginning to blacken about 10 ft away."okay everybody we're about to leave but don't worry I can send us back to this exact point in time give or take a few minutes so while we may be gone for who knows how long to the princesses it will only be a couple minutes."Boom that hope this comment would calm them however they're confusion only broaden. 'God how are they going to react when they all change'

3 boom was the first to enter the portal then Twilight followed by Pinky, rainbow,Applejack, rarity Fluttershy, and lastly young Spike. Boomlord looked down at himself. He was human again his blue jeans and thick yellow hoodie once again with him. Pulling back the sleeve he saw that the green fur that once covered his body was gone replaced with his light taned skin. Okay I hope everybody's ready for some exposition and descriptions. Boomlord looked back at the ponies first up was Twilight she had grown into a human form unsurprisingly. Her mane or I guess her hair had stayed the same she had fairly pale white skin and a few smalls freckles adorning her face she was also fairly short compared to Boom. Boom knew his height was about 5'7 give or take so Twilight had to be about 5'4 or 5'3 she wore a purple t-shirt and a darker purple skirt with pants to go with it all put together with very nice sneakers which all the girls have with the exception of rarity and Applejack. Pinky on the overhand was definitely much taller than Twilight in fact she was about the same height as boom. She wore a striped blue and pink shirt with a polka dot skirt and light pink leggings she had average white skin no major tan or anything although she did have pink nail polish on. Dash was next she still had her rainbow hair but she was on the shorter end with Twilight only being a inch or so taller along with fairly tanned skin as if she's been spending her days at the beach. She wore a plain blue sleeveless top and jean shorts her wings were also noticeably missing the same with Fluttershy. Speaking of Fluttershy her outfit was rather green she wore a green t-shirt with a yellow peace symbol on it and long jeans. Additionally in her hair she had is a flower crown witch she probably took off, besides that her skin was also fairly tanned. Applejack definitely took the show with her outfit she was wearing thick brown leather gloves and a brown leather vest with tassels on it. Underneath the vest was a plain white shirt covered in bits of brown dirt, and long stylish cowboy print jeans and good old-fashioned cowgirl boots. Applejack skin was also the most tanned being she was definitely the one who spent the most time outdoors. Also she and rainbow dash were the only ones with noticeable er muscle growth as even through their outfits they still kept their physical physique. Applejack and Fluttershy we're definitely the tallest of the group with Fluttershy being 5'8 and Applejack being at least 6'2.Lastly of the girls we have rarity wearing a clean white shirt with stylish blue diamond print in it, and a rather long dress to accompany it. Along her neck was a rather lovely diamond necklace and alot Lower down beautiful high heels. She also had the darkness pigment of her skin when compared to everyone else. Also sorry if that's not politically correct I'm not entirely sure what the correct term is now. Do feel free to let me know. As soon as the girls walk through the portal though most of them with the exception of Twilight who seemed almost familiar with the sensation of walking on two legs fell to the ground."oh no whats happing?"Pinky yelled and she started crawling on all fours along with Fluttershy. Dash and Applejack were occupied with balancing themselves on a desk next to them and rarity had somehow crawled her way to a sofa and dramatically pose."oh darling what has happened to us?"boomlord rolled his eyes as he knew he was going to have to teach them how to be human it also occurred to him where the hell was spike.

4 Then he saw it or well him. Unlike his fellow ponies Spike didn't turn into a human and no he did not turn into a dog. This isn't Equestria girls guys turning into a dog is really dumb and I already have one in the story. Spike's body had remained reptilian however he's noticeably taller now at least about Twilights size inner current form his body seemed to get longer and his claws along with it. His face has narrowed Abit becoming far more similar to his dragon freinds with the exception that he had a much longer neck which allowed him to survey his own body. Put it simply he looks more like what a small dragon would look like in our world if they existed."woah I look really cool!"spike yelled in excitement."ponies don't talk where I'm from so the portal has adjusted your body's to something a bit more familiar to me that I have set and in Spike's case I already had something in mind for dragons." Ponies now began to look around their surroundings. They notice they seemed to be in a rather decent sized living room a few desks a television ,yellow rug, a few lamps. The room seemed mostly normal only the walls and floor and ceiling all looked the same. It looks like the inside of a treehouse and where there was a window there was no... Well anything just an empty void."welcome to my home away from home a little place I made outside of the Omniverse and what I like to call free space, basically this entire place is an extension of a thought everything here with the exception of a few items were made from nothing. No magic and no magical effects can be taken here with the exception of the notepad so sorry girls but your wings and horns are temporarily unavailable don't worry when we go to other worlds you should be able to use them."Twilight rapidly blinked as she didn't expect well boom to look rather nice. He still had rather unkempt hair and the rings under the eyes but here the black in his eyes were gone however his irises remained red and gold. He had a warm smile or a warm fake smile and while definitely wasn't the biggest guy around he still had a rather fit physique. And the rarity was the first to comment on that"oh boom darling you look um..... Better than I would have thought."boom roll his eyes."well im far more comfortable like this."the girls who were having trouble standing took a few minutes to themselves to start copying the motions of Twilight who began pacing."uh hey are we safe here."like asked while moving around the girls who were rather surprised to see him as they did not expect such a change."spike looking badass today."rainbow dash teased.spike blushed slight as Boomlord spoke."well girls work going to have to set some ground rules since it looks like you'll be staying with me for a while."

(Oh one more thing because I know you're all wondering or at least some of you are wondering.

Breasts size from largest to smallest :Applejack dd followed by pinkie and Fluttershy then Rairty.twlight has the average size and rainbow dash is flat but that doesn't make her any less of a woman)

(not sure why I felt the need to put that there but I feel like some people just had to know)

#fanfic #mlp #writing #comedy #slightly saucy

[ranbowsocks]

Ok I decided I want to post about my deltarune/undertale ocs

The story starts of with Leo (this post is gonna be very long and somethings might change.)

Leo didn’t exist in the deltarune universe at first and his name wasn’t always Leo (but I’m really bad at names so I’ll call her Leo for right now). She lived in a universe like ours, where deltarune was just a game. His home life was terrible, her mother constantly gaslit him and abused her and his brother, Nyv. The only thing keeping her going was his brother. Unfortunately, when things got physical, Nyv got badly injured. He was taken to the hospital were he eventually died. Out of anger and filled with wanting sweet revenge. She skipped school one day and planned to burn his mother and house down. Leo and her mother got trapped in the house, Leo decided to accept his demise. An entity reached out to Leo, and wanted to make a deal. They stood in a void with only Leo, leo’s soul, and the entity. The entity was crystal like, like a clear amethyst, it had features like a deer and horns of different animals. It had long antlers with crystals sprouting out of it and dangling at the bottom. It had horns of a ram curled into a crown like shape, a crystal in the middle, were the two sides meet. It had long flowy hair like it was water. Its eyes were hard to see but they slightly glowed. The entity wanted to give Leo a second chance at life. They promised to weld her soul together and to give them power. Leo was interested in what ever power the offered and took the deal. The entity was not successful in welding their soul back together and caused their soul to shatter. Leo’s soul was now infested by the entity’s crystal, and the soul pieces turned into 4 other souls, kept together by the crystal’s magic. The shatter caused him to get pushed into another universe where they would be reborn.

Leo:

Leo is new to town, another human on the block. He’s like kris but her parents aren’t divorced and his mother is a ram. Leo’s personality at first was very closed off and mysterious. He would always be observing someone. Everyone would be too intimidated to talk to them. Leo first meets kris and Susie in the dark world in chapter 2 (besides at school). His dark world outfit (which I unfortunately don’t have drawings of atm) is a dark cloak with a metal claw glove. When she takes of the cloak, underneath is a full set of armor with intricate details and scratches on it. Leo does in fact have powers from that deal. They use mostly crystal magic in battles. He can create weapons with the magic and also…some…very powerful and scary things. Her special attack is fire magic, “Pyro wheel”. Leo starts to warm up to them as they progress, they start to be seen as cool and funny to them. But, occasionally in the light world, Leo has moments where they seem a little crazy. They think she’s just acting a little off but those moments is times when he remembers her past life. Eventually he remembers it all and stuff goes down.

Wolf:

When Wolf appeared she was a teen, she was lost and confused. I didn’t say fell into the underground because she just…appeared there, she was found in the outskirts of snowdin, covered in snow and asleep. Two monsters found her. A half ram half goat and a dragon looking thing. Undyne had enough of their babbling about “becoming a royal guard” so she ordered them to “patrol around the underground for trouble”. Not expecting anything, undyne saw the two approaching her. She was ecstatic when they told her they found a human. They brought her to the human. Undyne really tried to take the humans soul but, it felt like someone she couldn’t see was grabbing her arms. Undyne was frustrated, so they brought the human to Alphys. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t even touch it. One attempt though, it brought the humans soul out. It didn’t look like a normal human soul. I was all crystals. It looked like the soul was being consumed by it. They were all shocked, confused, and curious. What could this thing be? A better and stronger version of a regular soul? Or maybe it’s weaker and more fragile. All of their thoughts came to an end when the soul bursted out crystals. It became like a spiky ball. The soul went back into the human and submerged the human into a crystal barrier. Spikes faced the group to prevent them touching wolf. Wolf fell into a coma. Years later she woke up, she was a adult now. She was moved into the true lab. The crystal barrier broke and let her out like a chick hatching. She wandered out the lab and into the Hot lands. Thankfully the first and only monsters to she her was the same ones that found her years ago. The dragon monster…really liked this human, she hadn’t stopped think about that event that happened years ago. The monsters introduced themselves as Berry and August, they explained the event that happened years ago and berry offered to let them stay at her place. Not really knowing what to do Wolf accepted her offer. Wolf lived hidden for several years in snowdin with Berry. The kids would always tell each other scary stories about Berry’s house, how they could hear something prowling inside there when she went of to work. Eventually someone caught wolf. Berry begged and begged that they let her live an that she was a good human. But to no avail, undyne made a deal to Berry, they would have a duel. if Wolf won she could stay and if she won Wolf’s soul would be her’s. Undyne was only letting this happen because she was close to Berry, she didn’t want a friend of hers to hate her. They battle took place at waterfall. Monsters watched from a far and anticipated Undyne’s win. But as soon as the battle started, it ended. Wolf was too powerful. She didn’t kill undyne, but simply restrained her. The same crystal that protected her all those years she used to stop undyne. The crystals came out the ground and wrapped around her arms and legs. Undyne wanted a retry but that deal, Wolf technically won and Berry was insistent in only one round. Wolf went on to live with berry as normal. Wolf is brave and strong. Offering to help anyone in need of assistance. She can withstand physical challenges and pain with ease.

(Kit and Lynx’s designs are still a wip)

Kit/kitty and Lynx

Kit is 7. Her earliest memories is being in a field of cream flowers with her plushie. She was helping the flowers bloom. With a blink of an eye she was somewhere else. She was in the middle of the battle against humans and monsters. A human who looked high ranked picked her up and brought her somewhere safe. She was told to stay put until they came back. But the curiosity of a child couldn’t be contained. One of those cream flowers caught her eye. She wanted to help it bloom. She poked at the flower like she had done in the field. A monster came up behind her. The flower was a blueish grey. The monster was about to strike until, kit spun around and stuck her arm out in front of her. A mysterious force struck the monster and sliced its body in half. Kit was to scared to move or open her eyes. She hugged her plushy tight. A voice spoke to Kit, “Hey it’s ok, we’re always here to protect you”. Kit felt a warm ness on the sides of her face like someone was holding it. A voice from a far spoke up. “Hey! Little girl, are you ok?!” It was the human. She looked worried. The soldier picked her up again, taking her somewhere. “We’re are we going?” Kit asked. “To a shelter, do you know where your parents are?” The soldier spoke firmly. “No” Kit wasn’t even sure what a parent was. The two approached a hill side with two metal doors that were hidden. The soldier opened the doors and inside was dozens of other humans. There were nurses running about, worried families, injured soldiers, and bored children sprinkled about. The soldier found a bench and let Kit down. The soldier sat down and Kit sat with her. “What’s your name?” The soldier asked tilting her head. “Kitty. But they call me kit.” “Your parents?” “What’s that” “hmm?” “What’s a parent?” Kit nodded her head. The soldier paused for a second and tilted her head down. “My name is Lynx, or at least that’s what they called me, my group.” Kit put her plushy to the side and her knees to her chest. She lost interest in the conversation and fell asleep. Lynx looked at Kit, she stood up and took a blanket from a box. She put the blanket over Kit and left. Kit is curious and unfazed by somethings a normal child would find scary. Kit is powerful (I have a problem with writing innocent children with god like powers). Lynx is still a wip.

Panther:

(design is WIP)

Panther ,like wolf, just showed up one day. Panther doesn’t remember anything before the present. She only remembers being experimented on by Dr. Gaster and Alphys because of her soul. She remembers being called unique and a key. The only memory of the past was a test. She was placed in a…room? Not by anyone she knew of. With pillars of different sizes, monsters with the only goal to kill her, and another human. The human was chained up with their soul floating in front of them. The human was on the other side of the room and her objective was to take their soul. She didn’t have control of her thoughts during that test, she felt almost feral. She was on top of a pillar watching the monsters below. She jumped down and attacked the monsters. She was successful in destroying them but one of the monster’s attacks left a permanent wound. A red bone was jammed into her eye. Her magic grew on it before she could take it out. Crystals bounded the bone and her flesh together. She felt like she was continually having adrenaline pump through her. She felt no pain but her body was covered in marks and blood. She somehow glided toward the soul. She took it and consumed it’s power. And then the memory gets blurry. That bone is still jammed in her eye so she knows it wasn’t just a dream or something. In the present, she lives in the true lab with other children and the amalgamates. Every child with her has the same “gift” as her, a “crystal soul”. Dr. Alphys says that they’re stronger than normal humans. Dr. Alphys has been studying and protecting them. While she works the children like to be around her and mess with her. That usually ends up with them getting kicked out of her work space. The children are very close to each other, they are practically family. Panther is a rebellious and daring pre teen. She likes to make her self look cool and older. She can withstand large amounts of pain and stress on her body.

Yikes this took awhile. I forgot to write about their personalities so it’s awkwardly at the end.

#Deltarune oc #undertale oc #undetale au? #deltarune #undertale #waahhh I’m tired #There is probably so many mistakes but I’m to lazy and tired to fix it #original character #oc #a #Wahh I make my stories way to complicated

[primatechnosynthpop]

Wait I guess after talking and thinking about it I never actually posted magical girl new kids. Well here they are

[ID: drawings of the new kids on the rock in magical girl outfits. Ryan's outfit contains a dark red sleeveless suit jacket over a pink top and detached sleeves of the same colour with black trim, a dark red skirt, a purple belt, and red boots. He also has a purple masquerade-style mask and is holding a sword.

Kevin's outfit contains a tank top with an american flag design and a blue plaid dress with white ruffles at the bottom. His boots also have the flag colour scheme. He has a magic weapon strapped to his back vaguely resembling a proton pack but with a much simpler design.

Neil's costume is primarily yellow, with a striped dress and poofy sleeves. He has a red belt with a buckle in the shape of a lemon. He's also wearing a red devil horn headband and his costume includes black wings. He's holding up a magic wand with an end piece resembling the lemon demon logo, with little wings and a devil tail at the other end. End ID]

...And a whole lot of rambling under the cut:

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So I kept having ideas of how to incorporate different bits from nkotr into this setting and I think I've worked a few things out...

It begins very similarly to how it goes for madoka & co, with them wanting to become magical girls but waiting until they've picked out a good enough wish. Daxter Flaxter is BFFs with Kyubey because

Instead of being like "goddamn you wretched beast" when he finds out about all the fucked up and evil magical girl rules, Daxter is just like "haha woah awesome!"

Daxter is a very powerful magical girl which means he will eventually become a very powerful witch, so Kyubey is really looking forward to that

Kyubey isn't as hip with the kids anymore so Daxter helps it recruit new magical girls by appealing to their radical gamer sensibilities

They're both pretty powerful entities without much regard for typical human sensibilities and I just think they'd vibe

Daxter's magical girl outfit is like, his visor becomes one of those fancy headpieces magical girls sometimes have, and he's got a couple of lightning bolt decals, and then I think his dress is red, blue, and yellow striped and really glittery. His soul gem is rainbow coloured, although it's already looking fairly cloudy by the time he meets the new kids; he's been at this for a while, and while he doesn't slack off in terms of collecting grief seeds, he shows off a lot with his magic, so of course it progressively drains.

Ryan is the first one of the new kids to become a magical girl, and his wish is for their dog to come home safely after she accidentally wanders into a witch's labyrinth. He uses his magic powers less than you'd think, instead relying mainly on his bizarre innate talent for physical combat (his sword isn't even magic or anything, it's literally just a sword and he barely even knows how to use it). I think his actual magic talent is something appropriately weird and creepy and kind of overpowered such that it would drain his magic pretty quickly... like maybe he can make dolls of his opponents which he can then destroy in order to one-hit KO them? But mostly he just goes around beating the witches and familiars to death. Neil and Kevin tag along on his missions to cheer him on and they all think it's very cool and epic.

A little while later (like maybe a few weeks? Idk what the time frame for all this should be) Kevin is talking to Wendy who in this au is his on-again, off-again girlfriend, and he asks if she's heard of magical girls. She says she has, but warns him not to make a contract, because she used to know some people who became magical girls and they all wound up suffering and dying because that's just what happens in that lifestyle. Kevin reports this back to Neil while Ryan is out on a mission and is like "hey uh maybe this whole magical girl thing was a bad idea and we shouldn't do this" but Neil is very into the idea of becoming a magical girl and so he dismisses this concern. Then Neil gets cursed by a witch so Kevin has to become a magical girl in order to save him (the wish he makes is for him and his friends to have a lot of money). When Wendy finds out he made a contract after she told him not to, she permanently breaks up with him.

Meanwhile, it's at around this point that they start encountering rival magical girls with more selfish motivations. Mitch Dollarton only became a magical girl to get a wish granted, and he doesn't like getting his hands dirty so he bribes other magical girls for their grief seeds and gets Max to do his fighting for him. Max isn't super magical as magical girls go, with his main power being enhanced physical strength and his weapon of choice being a baseball bat that's probably in some cutesy colour but has all the properties of just a regular bat. Mitch is a bit more powerful (he's got a staff that he can use to shoot magic money-themed projectiles) but is very prissy about not draining his magic so he only uses it as a last resort. When they encounter the new kids, Max's soul gem is already pretty cloudy while Mitch's is still pristine dark green.

Those two give the new kids a hard time especially when it comes to Neil, an ordinary human, being allowed to come along on missions... but Spencer is the first one to really cause problems. He hasn't been at the magical girl thing for long and doesn't know all the rules yet, and when he meets Ryan he's like "ugh dude hunting witches is so mainstream, I only go after their familiars". He also changes up aspects of his magical girl costume depending on what's in fashion, but the consistent thing is that it's predominantly orange (the colour of his soul gem) with a yellow ring motif. His skateboard can transform into different weapons and stuff and he brags about it so much but he's not actually even that powerful.

He convinces Ryan to adopt his lifestyle for a while and it's obviously a bad idea; they're losing magic fast without replenishing it. By the time Ryan comes to his senses and denounces Spencer, he's running pretty low on magic. He starts going after witches again to get more grief seeds, but now he's doing it alone without letting his friends help, and is doing it in a riskier way that involves using more magic in each fight. Before long, he runs out of magic and becomes a witch. (Edit: I've changed my mind about what I think Ryan's witch form would look like but I don't feel like making another photo edit to illustrate it so we'll just have to make do with this one)

[ID: a witch with the form of a highly distorted painting overtop the pages of an old bible, also distorted, with a hat on top like the ones that other types of "witches" in media wear. Its labyrinth is a dark, purple-tinted basement with blood dripping from the ceiling, and is inhabited by crystal balls, smaller bibles, and squirrels. Shown from behind at the bottom of the image, Kevin and Neil are staring it down, very small in comparison. End ID]

They actually nearly do the impossible and turn Ryan back into a human through the power of friendship (it wouldn't work with anyone else but it works for Ryan because he's just built different) but then one of their rival magical girls shows up and kills the witch. After this, Neil goes and confronts Daxter and is like "did you know this would happen?" And he's like "well not this exactly, but yep all magical girls become witches eventually B)" and suddenly Neil maybe doesn't want to make a contract so much anymore. Not long after that, Kevin gets killed on a mission and Neil officially DOES NOT want to become a magical girl.

Meanwhile, Spencer runs out of magic maybe even offscreen because his hipster lifestyle is just too unsustainable. Also meanwhile, Max gets fed up with Dollarton, steals his soul gem and breaks it-- killing him instantly, much to his own surprise. He gets taken out himself pretty soon after because, again, he's not actually that powerful of a magical girl. Neil doesn't really care about any of this because he's too busy being sad about his friends, but it means that there's only one magical girl left in the city, which is never a good sign.

Finally, Daxter's boundless use of magic catches up with him and he turns into a really huge and powerful witch that could singlehandedly decimate the city (his labyrinth is literally just the limbo zone like you don't even have to change anything about it). Neil realizes he has no choice but to make a contract and become a magical girl in order to fight Daxter. Since he has so much magical potential he can make a pretty big wish, so he wishes for his fellow magical girls to come back to life and for them all to be able to live long happy lives together.

Because of his wording, he accidentally resurrects his rivals as well as his friends, but it's okay because this way they can all contribute to the climactic final battle... not exactly by all working together, because Mitch and Max are still competing with the new kids to take down the witch first and Spencer is still trying to act like he's above all this, but ultimately they manage to take it down without anybody running out of magic. Much like the ending scene of computer fighters, Neil picks up the grief seed in the end and breaks down crying, and Kevin and Ryan awkwardly comfort him. They're still going to have to spend the rest of their lives locked in the magical girl contracts, but one gets the impression that they won't mind so much as long as they can do it together.

#i was going to say something self-deprecating but im trying not to do that so instead i'll make a positive statement #and say that out of the magical girl outfits i designed im definitely the happiest with kevin's #neil's is a close second #i almost feel like i could actually design magical girl costumes for some sort of official property. or not #btw the term 'magical girl' is of course being used in a gender neutral sense here. 'magical guys' just doesn't have the same ring to it #crossover au ideas tag #meguca on the rock

[love-and-monsters]

Wyvern Prince 15

And we’re back! Thanks for being patient while I finished up college; I’ll post something else tomorrow to make up for the wait. But for now, here’s our favorite wyvern!

Male wyvern X female reader, 3013 words

Keeping your relationship a secret was a concept Davrakoss seemed to only understand in theory. He hadn’t attempted anything as obvious as kissing you in public, which was something of a relief, but that seemed to be the limit he understood. Instead of avoiding you in public and ensuring your relationship at least looked professional, he often sought you out or tried to stay around you. Every time he stood near you or engaged in conversation with you, you could feel eyes turning to you. The soft murmurs of conversation became jagged whispers as people frowned disapprovingly.

The fact that there was a ball coming up was only increasing the amount of stress on your shoulders.

Balls were done twice yearly, a highly formal one on the winter solstice and a much less formal one on the summer solstice. The formal one was designed to allow nobles from surrounding kingdoms to come together and, as far as you could tell, show off. Wearing increasingly elaborate dresses, showing off ostentatious wealth, and subtle bragging about exactly how well their kingdom was doing seemed to be the main focuses of the evening.

You really couldn’t see Davrakoss at such an event. Subtle politics had never been his strong suit and you couldn’t spend as much time as you wanted preparing him because you had to spend your time making sure the castle was prepared for the ball.

Preparing for the ball was the worst part of the year for every servant. Not only was there a lot of extra work, but nobles tended to become shorter and shorter of temper as the date approached. One of the particularly bratty noble girls had nearly pushed a servant down a flight of stairs when he had failed to bring her a particularly expensive bolt of fabric for a dress.

The pressure at least didn’t seem to be getting to Davrakoss, which was a relief. “Stay with me tonight,” he insisted as you made to head back to your quarters. “It would be simpler. And you wouldn’t have to get up as early tomorrow.”

He had been making the proposition every day since you had officially become a couple. Not once had you taken him up on it, but there was something to be said for his tenacity.

“It would be suspicious,” you said. “People could notice that I don’t return and if I start appearing in your room every morning, they’re going to find out.”

“I don’t care what people think,” Davrakoss crooned, but he wasn’t terribly insistent. “Just stay a little longer, at least?” He gave you a pleading look. It was impressive how much he managed to make his reptilian eyes look like a puppy dog’s.

“Only a little longer,” you said. “I really do need to get some sleep before tomorrow.”

Davrakoss wrapped himself around you, twining his tail around your legs and putting his arms around your shoulders. His cool nose pressed into the crook of your neck and you had to strangle a squeak. “You’re tense,” he said, kneading his fingertips into the muscles near your neck.

“It’s the ball. I hate these things,” you said. Davrakoss lifted his head from your shoulders and pulled you securely against his chest.

“I’m not all that excited for it either,” he said. “I’m not certain what I’m supposed to do.”

“Your part shouldn’t be too difficult,” you said. “Just stand around and make nice with the other nobles. Be polite to anyone who talks to you, smile a lot, and please try not to threaten anyone in any way.”

“I threaten one queen once and you never let it go,” Dravrakoss chuckled into the top of your head. “I won’t threaten anyone.” He rubbed your back, scratching gently with the tips of his fingers. “The other nobles have been talking about bringing dates.”

“Oh, yeah.” There was an unsettling drop in the pit of your stomach. “A lot of them use the ball as an opportunity to declare intent to court. Or to show off their partner. And those who don’t bring partners will usually be trying to get a partner at the ball.”

“I wish I could bring you,” Davrakoss said.

“I’ll be there,” you said.

“Not as my date,” Davrakoss snorted. “As a servant. It’s not the same.”

“Well, I’ll still be there if you need help,” you said. Davrakoss sighed, fluffing your hair with a hand.

“I don’t need you there for help. I want you to be able to go to a human party with me. You deserve a break. You’ve been working so hard for this and you don’t even get to enjoy it.”

“I’ll enjoy having the next day off,” you said. “Trust me, it’s better to work the night of the party than it is to have to care for all the hungover nobles the next morning.”

“And I think you’d look nice all dressed up,” Davrakoss said.

“It doesn’t matter because I can’t go.” You yawned and slowly untangled yourself from Davrakoss. “I have to go. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Wait,” Davrakoss said. When you turned back toward him, he took your face gently in his hands and pressed a kiss to your lips. He wasn’t a great kisser, which you mostly attributed to having spent most of his life without lips. Generally, though, his lack of technique was made up for with his enthusiasm. After a moment, he broke away, fingertips brushing along the lines of your face. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” he said reluctantly.

“See you then,” you said. His hands dropped away from you and you hurried out the door before his sad expression changed your mind.

The next day was spent rushing back and forth between preparing Davrakoss for the ball and making sure that everything else was ready. His clothes were, as was usual for the ball, incredibly elaborate and many-layered. His hair was also done up in an elaborate, twisting braid around his head, and jewelry hung from almost every part of his body. Typically, other servants took care of the clothing and hairstyling for the ball, but Davrakoss made others nervous enough that they kept calling you in for help.

“Ow.” You ran a comb through his hair, tugging on a particularly stubborn knot. The servant next to you drew back, as if frightened he would bite. Instead, he just gave his head a small shake and settled back into his seat.

“What did you do to your hair?” you muttered. You were terribly aware that the other servants in the room were staring at you with wide eyes. You would have to be careful to not be overly familiar with him. But at the same time, it was hard to be overly cool to him. He was already bristling with discomfort from all the people fussing over him and your comforting presence seemed to soothe him.

“I didn’t do anything. Ow!” You gave a sharp tug to one of the knots in his hair and his clawed fingertips dug into the arms of his chair. “Be careful!”

The servant next to you stared with wide eyes, but you just gave her a reassuring smile. “He’s more bark than bite,” you reassured her. Davrakoss’ expression didn’t change, but his tail tapped against your ankle for a moment, an acknowledgement of your teasing.

You gestured for one of the servants to come closer and, with her help, began to twist his hair into an elaborate crown around his horns. It took quite a while. Davrakoss sank back in his seat, eyes closed. The only sign that he wasn’t sleeping was that he twitched slightly whenever you pulled on his hair a little too hard.

Finally, once his hair was all done up and pretty, you managed to shoo the other servants out of the room. Davrakoss peered at himself in a full-length mirror, shifting a little to get a better look at himself. He was wearing a long, greenish-blue robe with a large cape that covered much of his tail. His horns were half hidden under his hair, and mostly covered in long, hanging jewels and metal. Gems and jewels, mostly blue, white, and silver, adorned him all over.

“You look good,” you said. The colors and flowing material made him look almost ethereal. It made your mouth go dry and your palms go clammy just to look at him.

He turned toward you, looking a little dazed. “Thank you.” He reached up to touch one of his horns, but dropped his hand halfway through the action. There was a strange sadness in his face.

“What’s the matter?” you asked, stepping up to his side. He leaned into your touch, eyes drifting shut for a second.

“You did a very good job at making me look human,” he said, leaning away from your again. You gaped, startled, but looking again, you could see he was right. The most obvious marks that he was a wyvern had been hidden away. If you only glanced at him for a moment, you could mistake him for a human. Your stomach twisted.

“That wasn’t what I wanted to-” you started, but Davrakoss stopped you with a sad smile.

“I know this isn’t your fault,” he said gently. “You didn’t design this outfit. I expect it was requested by the royal family to make me look less intimidating.” He sighed, disappointment etching itself across his face. “I am disappointed that I am able to predict human politics to that extent.”

“Don’t be. You’re better than all of them,” you said, drawing close to his side. He smiled down at you.

“Hearing you say that means a lot.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead. “Do you have to leave now?” he asked, still holding you close.

“I should get going,” you said, though you didn’t move. He tilted your head back and kissed you. It was a surprisingly delicate and gentle kiss, but you couldn’t keep your mind on it. Half your thoughts were focused on trying to hear if there was anything outside the door. There was a soft clunk and you broke away, heart pounding. Davrakoss didn’t say anything. He had gotten used to your jumpiness.

“No one’s there,” he said, guiding your attention back toward him. “I would tell you.” He pressed his forehead against yours. “Trust me.”

“I do trust you. I just…” You trailed off, swallowing against the anxiety that swelled up into your throat. “I should go.”

Davrakoss stepped back with a sigh. “I will see you later, then.” He hesitated, then swooped in for another quick kiss. You had the urge to grab onto him, but you were pretty sure that even the smallest errant movement would ruin all the hard work you’d put into his outfit. Instead, you gave his hand a squeeze and left the room.

By the time the ball was ready to begin, you were thoroughly tired of the pale blue and white decorations that covered the ballroom. You were also physically exhausted from the effort of putting up all the decorations. Unfortunately, servants were also required to attend the ball as servers, which meant walking around with a tray and usually getting yelled at by drunken nobles. It was the lesser of two evils, really.

Nobles filtered in as soon as the sun dipped beneath the horizon. Most of them were lesser nobles who were unimportant enough to simply attend without announcement. However, many of the royalty from other kingdoms needed formal introductions.

It was a long, boring ceremony, but you paused in your slow rotation of the ballroom floor when Davrakoss’ name was announced. “Prince of the Wyverns, Davrakoss.” A low murmur swept through the room as he descended into the ballroom proper.

The low light made the jewels on his robe glitter and gleam and his expression was aloof and ethereal. Despite the efforts to make him more human, he looked greater and more terrible than any person you’d seen before. His eyes almost glowed with fire. You couldn’t tear your eyes away from him.

A few of the other members of royalty gathered around him as he stepped into the ballroom, blocking him from view. You continued circling the room, gradually shifting closer to Davrakoss in the most nonchalant way you could.

He was amidst a throng of chattering royalty, looking blessedly aloof rather than uncomfortable. Still, when he saw you, his expression relaxed a little. He moved closer to you, under the pretense of grabbing a glass of wine. He couldn’t speak to you without drawing attention, but he managed to convey both a sort of pained irritation and happiness at the sight of you. His fingers brushed yours as he took a glass.

You retreated again and Davrakoss returned to the crowd of royals. You caught sight of him a few more times as you rotated through the ballroom. He was nearly always surrounded by other royals. Once, late into the night, you saw him out on the dance floor. He was swaying in a slow circle with a princess you vaguely recognized as the third daughter of a northern king. Despite his little practice, he was able to hold his own. At the very least, the princess seemed happy and he wasn’t stepping on her feet.

They stepped off the dance floor and another princess approached him. He took her hand and graciously returned to the dance. Your stomach knotted. It was strange. You had never been jealous of nobles before, not in this way. But watching Davrakoss smile down at the woman in his arms made you feel a little sick.

You left the ballroom to refill your drink tray. Jealousy and exhaustion mingled in an emotional combination that made your eyes sting.

There was a rustling noise behind you and you straightened, wiping off your eyes. Before you could pretend to be getting more drinks, the person who had entered the room walked over to you.

“Are you all right?” You jumped a little. Davrakoss was leaning over you, eyes gentle.

“What are you doing back here?” you hissed. “This area is only for servants.” Davrakoss grinned.

“Yes, so hopefully no one will think to look for me back here.” He slipped an arm around your waist and tugged you into a shaded and secluded corner. “You look lovely.”

“It’s nothing fancy,” you said. You were wearing servants clothing, but it was dark blue instead of its usual black to fit with the ballroom aesthetic.

“It still looks nice on you,” he said. “And it’s probably more comfortable than this getup.” He gestured to his own outfit with a sour expression.

“Probably,” you admitted. “You really should go back out there. You’re going to be disappointing so many of those noblewomen that were hanging onto you.”

Davrakoss laughed quietly. “There is only one woman I care about disappointing,” he said, ducking his face close to yours. “They’re nice, but I don’t think for a second that they care more about me than about my title.” He looked at you with gleaming, reverent eyes. “You, on the other hand…”

“You’re very sweet,” you said, accepting a kiss, “but we really should be getting back to the ball.”

He wrinkled his nose a little and gave you another kiss before sweeping back out to the dance floor. You took a few minutes to allay suspicion and refill your drinks before following him back out into the fray.

The night stretched on and on until finally the sun started to rise. You were nearly dead on your feet at that point. Still, you managed to smile as you herded several very drunk nobles out of the ballroom and toward their carriages.

Davrakoss approached you as you returned to the ballroom. “I am requesting that my servant attend me,” he said in a pretty passable impression of a snooty noble. You smothered a yawn and nodded. He led you out of the ballroom, toward his room.

As soon as you were in the secluded staircase that led to Davrakoss’ room, he seized you and lifted you into his arms. You yelped, automatically putting your arms around his neck. “You’re exhausted,” he said. “You need to go to bed.”

“I’ve got my own room,” you protested weakly.

“And you look exhausted enough to collapse before you even made it halfway,” Davrakoss said. “I am entirely capable of sleeping on the floor.” He shifted you carefully in his arms so he could open the door to his room.

“You don’t have to,” you mumbled, but you weren’t looking forward to actually walking all the way back to the servant’s quarters. “At least let me help you out of your clothes first.”

Davrakoss lifted his brows, but you were too tired to even protest against the implication. With fumbling fingers, you undid the buttons and straps of his robes until he was wearing nothing but his underclothes. Then you had to take several minutes to fully unpin and unravel his hair, sending it cascading down his back.

“Let me,” he said when you finally started to pull off your own gown. His fingers tickled against your back as he undid each button and you wriggled free from the dress. It should have been embarrassing to stand in front of him in nothing but your underdress, but you were too tired. You swayed slightly just standing still.

“Lie down,” Davrakoss said, half carrying you over to his bed. You fell into it and he pulled the covers up around you. It was ridiculously comfortable even when you weren’t tired. Getting to rest in it when solid stone would have made a nice bed felt ridiculously luxuriant. You felt it sink slightly as Davrakoss sat next to you. His fingertips trailed through your hair and along your back. “Get some rest, love,” he said. You couldn’t even lift your eyelids again, but you managed to find his hand with yours. His fingers squeezing yours was the last thing you felt before you slipped into unconsciousness.

#exophilia #wyvern prince #wyvern #wyvern boyfriend #monster boyfriend #monster lover

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Explanation of design approach and some personality info under the cut.

Essentially, the way I’ve been approaching this I wanted to make each world feel like a self-contained and cohesive team. Nivienne is actually from Lamia and so isn’t designed to mesh with the others, but I use her a lot and have a design strategy for her so she’s included. For team Famfrit as a whole, I wanted to make sure that each personality and design would feel distinct and that the main color for each character would stand out. Most are also pretty obvious lol--black mage is black, red made is red, white mage is white. Areas I went different are gold dragoon (or aurum dragoon if we’re being fancy), purple scholar, green bard, orange ninja, blue warrior.

CENRIC ASHER

My main and a hyur midlander black mage. With him I wanted to push against the concept that hyurs are inherently vanilla or “boring”. Imo there is nothing wrong with designs that look like they could occur in nature, but with him I wanted to do an edgy personal spin in the classic Final Fantasy black mage look where the character is a dark silhouette with glowing eyes, a high collar, and a broad hat. Sometimes he wears other things too but the overall concept ties to that particular look. In personality Cenric is a pretty angsty guy due to having been a con artist who got a lot of people killed with medical fraud. He lies a lot out of fear of the reaction he’d get if his background was known. Possibly a little nuts, thinks he is the son of Nald’Thal and bound to spread death and destruction wherever he goes--striking enemies and allies alike, regardless of his own wishes. Probably actually just has Duskwight heritage. Has pretty hardcore imposter syndrome about being Warrior of Light, but in partial response to having been destitute and outcast for a long time he tries to play into the persona of a powerful, luxurious, mysterious black mage brimming with forbidden knowledge. In reality he is intimidated by most children, can’t whistle, and is a bit of a smartass when he’s not panicking his way through conversations.

J’MOR TIA

My red mage alt, I wanted to do a few experiments with him! One was that Red Mages usually read very sophisticated and swashbuckle-y to me, and I wanted to play more into the rapier as an almost roguish weapon. Very physical. He’s somebody who you initially would not assume is a magic user but who is just as versed and capable on that front as the ivory tower casters haha. I also wanted to make him a combination of ethnically black (contrasting Cenric who is ethnically Arab but weird) and a male miqo’te because I have never seen that combination before. I wanted him to feel very charming and like he has kind of rugged good looks. Just a bit too scruffy for pretty boy. Personality he is probably the most shonen hero of my alts lol. He has stuff he struggles with (he and his sister both wanted to be adventurers but she opted out after taking things way too far in a fight and getting scared of her own power) but doesn’t get stuck in his head nearly as much as some other characters do.

CESAIRE DELAROUX

I futzed with this guy for a while—main inspiration comes from a particular kind of horse called the Akhal-teke.

Also because I have seen some really cool and pretty elezen that specifically worked to play up gold as a color scheme, and in this case I wanted to evoke a kind of warm, soft golden light. Originally I was going to make him a contrast to Cenric and make him much paler, but I wound up going that route more with Asklona instead with drawing loose inspiration from certain forms of albinism. I went more gold to make sure Cesaire would stand out visually from Asklona. Another reason for this route is because I want to make a character who looks very light and pure, but in practice has hardcore bloodlust. XD Wanted one case for playing into that possible WoL element haha. I also thought it might be neat to make a character who could serve as a kind of foil to Zenos in many ways and might credibly say yes when invited to be besties. Cesaire is still a mostly heroic guy but I figure he’s a bit like Dexter if that makes sense.

KIYO SHIROGANE

An auri white mage from Hingashi! To me it felt a little odd that the Ruby Princess of Sui-no-Sato has more of a magenta color scheme than red. I wanted to tie Kiyo to Kugane specifically in part because I think the parallels between geomancy and white magic (land, sea, sky) are super cool imo, there are a fair number or Raen au ra in Kugane with less lore exploration, and I wanted to make a character whose past trailed behind her in a clear and interesting way while she travels. So for Kiyo I kind of took inspiration from the idea of a red pearl (pearls often being white as per the horns and scales but then she has vivid red hair) and from the idea of blood tied to injury and medicine. Plus ya know, white magic. I also took light inspiration from candles conceptually. I totally forgot that Shirogane is the housing district also lol so now she has backstory lore that her family had been heavily involved in establishing the area. Kiyo comes from a large and noble family with a ton of political and economic influence, being herself somewhat sheltered and naïve. She is very sincere, playful, outgoing, and does her best to be kind. Very animated!

OSK YASKARET

For Osk, I was essentially going (ʘ_ʘ;;) because I knew that I hadn’t used ANY brown hair so far and it was making so uncomfortable lol. So I thought about what combination would be appropriate, distinct, and striking enough to fit within the cast while also being distinct. Gray and brown feel like chinchilla colors to me and I think are nice in a way that wouldn’t be out of place with rabbits/viera. I wanted dark eyes since again, I hadn’t yet for this group... so dark purple wound up being her main color. Since I was going scholar, I also wanted to keep the sense of intellect and feeling like a healer without being mistakable for astrologian or white mage. I still want to build into her look, but another aspect I wanted to incorporate--saw a lot of people arguing about the inherent sensuality of Viera, so I figured for her I wanted to make her look elegant and sophisticated but more conservative in glamours. I didn’t want her to instantly read like she hopped out of the woods either. Figure she’d have had time to adapt since.

I’m still very much debating backstory and personality or her but am leaning toward her being the offspring of a viera who left the woods while pregnant. I like the idea of Osk wanting to connect with her heritage but feeling somewhat adrift. I also want to incorporate Nym lore because omg I want more Nym in-general. Personality I do think Osk is probably a little bit of a smug bunny but things remain super tenuous.

ASKLONA WANNEYNWYN

Asklona I literally wanted to make a super soft feeling, hyper feminine lady roegadyn because most interpretations I’ve seen have been either harder feminine or tomboyish. Still fun imo, but given the grief some fans heap on femroes I really wanted to show that this kind of look is doable. I usually try to incorporate the black noses on Hellsguard designs (tiger roooooes) while with Seawolves I tend to push either fully into something natural or fully into something unnatural. So ex. the most desaturated option or else just run with blues and greens. Asklona is specifically a bard because it is pretty and fancy imo and I haven’t seen a lot of roegadyn bards in-general. Asklona I mentioned before is modeled off of certain kinds of albinism, but by that I want to make the disclaimer that pink eyes don’t generally occur in people (pale blue or violet is more likely) and that normally there are some eyesight problems that come with the condition as well as ease of getting sunburn. I don’t necessary play into that with Asklona/am going artistic license because I mean final fantasy we can lift swords bigger than we are. I know these things get overlooked a lot though so it seemed worth specifying. My choice to go this route was because I wanted to make myself use more pastels lol and I figured this would be a fun spot to contrast Cenric. I think in backstory Asklona’s father lost his mind to a siren, and Asklona pursuing adventuring as a bard is partly to take revenge and partly in the hopes that she can call her father back with song. Her involvement becomes more complicated over time but I think that’s the general direction. I picked green for her color scheme because it’s a color that feels like it evokes both the woods of Gridania and the sea itself... and because pink is a shade of red and with green being complementary, I figured it would make the pinks stand out a lot. Asklona is tied to Limsa Lominsa and besides looking for outfits that will flatter her body type I am trying to evoke the ocean in her designs. Pirates, sailors, the works. Personality I am still figuring out a bit but I think Asklona is definitely a shameless flirt, can read as insensitive and self-centered at times as she indulges in what makes her happy. She plays herself off as much more shallow than she is and in-general focuses on pursuing pleasure as a way of avoiding heavier issues.

KOKONO KONO

The scrappy daughter of a Doman fox auspice and a Thavnairian lalafell, Kokono saw her mother waste away with homesickness after fleeing the Garlean occupation. She has two brothers, one who returned to Doma while the other remains in Thavnair witht her father. Kokono hates the idea of loving a place so much you would die over it and decided to travel Hydaelyn, causing mischief while indulging a deep-rooted curiosity and love for discovering new places. Has severe commitment issues. Can be prone to swearing and being insensitive because the shocked reactions amuse her a lot, but her heart is ultimately in the right place. I designed her literally to make a lalafell fox because with the dark nose option + werewolf ears it is SO EASY to make tiny canines and I don’t understand why more people don’t do this. Like I could make an elegant white fox lalafell or a yorkshire terrier lalafell or any number of things. We can have itty bitty dogs! And like Kiyo I wanted some background to be evident in her clothes too. I designed her before I picked her backstory and mainly went for rule-of-cute/what would most evoke the red coat of a fox.

SVATOMIR AZORYA

Last of team Famfrit, he’s a Warrior Hrothgar. Very conceptually rough, I’m interested in playing him much more reserved and traditionally masculine in a lot of ways. I think a character in that vein will help balance out against the other Warriors of Light I made for that world. Design goal here was to make him look as wolf-like as possible haha. I think we have plenty of cat people already with Miqo’te.

NIVIENNE LECLAIR

From Lamia, I’ve talked a bit about her before so copypasting that in.

Basically, when I decided to try doing the whole WoL/Emet-Selch fic writing misadventure it was just a personal challenge for funsies. I’d seen other people do some really interesting and impressive stuff using unnamed lady WoLs. Hadn’t really tried something like that myself so I decided to go full improv with it.

Except my instincts tend toward specificity lol, so I scattered details according to what would make for fun scenarios or cute details. I wanted the lady to be a certain level of tall so I went with elezen. I needed to describe a readily portable weapon that would mesh with that sweet, sweet Amaurotine lore, so I made her a summoner. So on and so forth. Very seat-of-the-pants.

Particularly since the fic I have coming up is gonna be bigger, I’m thinking name is okay now lol.

Cenric as my black mage main is a dark, broody guy who doesn’t quite realize he’s nicer and sillier that he gives himself credit. So I decided Nivienne should be much more socially adept (read: not a lameass poser), very mischievous, confident… but lowkey has some heavy shit going on. Girl can be ruthlessly manipulative. Other WoLs of mine have different personalities.

As I was going through fic stuff, I decided I wanted to visually tie to and contrast with Emet-Selch since shipping. He’s got gold eyes and accents on his regalia? She’ll go silver, but her skin will have a more golden tone. He’s got dark hair with a white streak? She’ll have light gray hair, tie into the ruff of his coat. So on and so forth.

Name-wise, I actually fucked up initially by going too on-the-nose. Nivienne is another (more elezen-French) name for Nimue. Given how that story goes I figured it would be fitting here.

As a couple of other notes--color scheme being gray was experimenting to try for a different-but-distinct summoner aesthetic. I wanted to play up horns/third eye concepts (not strictly in the Garlean sense) and create a vibe that wouldn’t feel like white mage, or red mage, or black mage, etc. I also saw people arguing that female casters all end up looking like magical girls, so I wanted to really make sure that she had a different look from that while still being very feminine.

#final fantasy xiv #final fantasy xiv screenshots #final fantasy 14 #ffxiv #ff14

[raguna-blade]

Revolutionary Girl Utena 25-29

Hey we’re 10 eps away from the endgame and me actually properly compiling this into something comprehensible because ohgodi’mtryingnottothinkaboutcreepyfuckakio. Sick flips on him though shit i’ll give him that.

Episode 25

So in light of the next episode preview, the opening is 100% more ominous.

Uh...Uh..Cars? Driving?Is...That Akio in the car?

WHO THE FUCK IS THAT. Akio?Uh...Uh...Am I reading too deep? That whole driving sequence felt...uh.

Goddamnit akio.

Holy shit the room is nice though. Like damn.

Wakaba...Ok, I get it.

Akio just god.

….Roses cutting between utena and anthy and family. Uh...hm.

Oh...Uh...Akio looked furious.

WHO THE FUCK IS THAT? Who are these people in the bck?

Rose duel place got...a gondola? Changed up?

The baseball metaphor suggests Saonji about to get blown the fuck out?

OH GOD NO FUCK PLEASE.

MORNING STAR? DERIVATIVE NAME? THIS FUCKER IS THE DEVIL

Anthy Framing is...uh...metaphro. Terrifying.

Is...Is anthy Jealous?

The Evil Laugh cinches any chance of this being ok.

….the Yin Yang thing? Again...

you seem familiar to me too? Uh...Anthy?

...Is that Dios?

THE TRUTH IS WHAT? WHATS THE TRUTH ANTHY?

Saionji played himself.

….Is...The car thing...What the hell? Why did his shirt fly open. And the Car...?

….What's with the horn...?

Akio, why do you look like a knock off dios...?

Is this a Touga Saionji centric ep...? Is this a bro moment?  I mean fuck touga, he ain't trustworthy, saionji had it right.

Akio saved the Girl who is implied to be utena. But...He's been in the castle for years.

Akio where the FUCK is your shirt.

Ok, that was actually cool as hell, I just wish he wasn't you know...Him.

...Saionji feelin himself again after the ride with Akio. Which...God, i'm hoping it's just me reading too much into shit and not that what I think happened happened.

Saionji, what the actual shit. Why is it every time you drop further down?

Shadow girls old schoolll?

Half the suffering twice the pleasure...?

Oh shit is this a new Apocalypse? Yeah man. YEAH MAN SHIT LOOKS DOPE ABSOLUTE

WHAT THE FUCK UTENA YOU NOT GONNA REACT TO ANTHY JUST...ANY OF THAT?

What's with the tree?...Is the lipstick new?

But the flower bush through anthy's clothes...?

That car...?

….He's not wrong at the moment about the lack of will.

What the fuck is going on with these cars...?

Oh...Oh boy saionji that face. I just realized he shows up almost without fail when shits about to go wrong.

...The Sword...? What the fuck? Did Anthy...?

Is this a remix?

….Uh...Huh. That's...Utena's Sword? That 's utena's sword. I guess...Drawn from her by Anthy. For the first time really clearly showing volition.

….Oh god damnit. Akio. Fucking.

The Sword of Dios did not appear..?Huh.

Anthy hesitated and...Akio hm. Yeah, I mean no surprise but.

And Akios made of stars now.

OH SHIT NEW CLOSING?

On the elevator...And stars? Something BIG changed I think. That's what it feels like but fucking what? ABSOLUTELY NO DIOS here, no akio like, none of it. Just anthy and utena.

Huh. So is everyone fighting Utean again?

Episode 26

Oh hey, I guess the uncomfortable car ride is the new thing.

And now Akio want's Anthy engaged to someone else huh. WONDER WHY.

And Touga. Touga you being played. You don't even realize. Or do you?

...Kozue how did you...?

Birds?

Also, jessu you two please.

Chuchu what the hell are you doing.

Kozue. Uh...?

That person. What's the beef with their parents.

Also, why does Anthy know so much about birds?

The voice thing was....?

Akio, what do you think of her. Yee. Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

ANTHY DO SOMETHING YOU'RE LIKE THE ONLY ONE WHO COULD!?

Also, is the sleeping thing a new repeat scene?

Harsh as hell indeed. Typical Anthy.

Defeat Utean for the good of the duelists.

Adults saying it's for their own good, not trustworthy huh.

Also that chair.

What the fuck is anthy doing at Miki's dads place...?

Is...Is that ACTUALLY anthy?I don't think so...Anthy as a symbol?????

What? WHAT THAT...can't be right.

GOD DAMNIT AKIO. Wait, isn't this the same shit Touga pulled?

Touga....Goddamnit. Wait. This is person 2 saying I reject being a duelist, and Touga shows up like some weird fucking devil.

THERE! CAN'T YOU HEAR IT!?

New Hellavator confirmed.

Kozue and Miki? MIKI HE'S DATING A SCHOOL GIRL ITS NOT OK

...Yeah the...disheveledness. This uh...Hm.

Become impure as well. Lose your purity. uh. Uhhhhhh....

The fucking rose? AGAIN?

Seduced Touga. Yeah, ok, the implication is uh...yeah.

Utena standing on the landmine. Utena's oh no is yeah.

Ufo Crash? Again? Gambling Shadow Girls...? This is clearly about Miki getting suckered.

So Absolute destiny time and...Yeah, some weird shit is going down here. And it seems like Utena is ABSOLUTELY fucking shit up for someone.

Oh wait, anthy's outfit full of pink roses. Filled up with thoughts of Utena? Huh.

BLUE ROSEBRIDEOUTFIT?...wait what? But it's Kozue. And no longer trying to draw anthy's sword huh.

Kozue...What the fuck?

And Miki, I thought you were over this shit.

Why are they...both in the car. oh..Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. And Anthy is just kinda dead.

Um. Uh...Kozue....? what the Actual fuck are you doing? I mean I know what it looks like so. But Uh...And Anthy, you wain't doing nothing?

Straight up called Miki a coward...Which..ok. I think I get why...? I don't get why.

Do you have any problems you can't tell people about...?

Episode 27

...Wait is this Nanami's Duel time? Oh boy...

What's with eggs though...?

Did...did she lay an egg....? Is...Is this a menstration thing....?

I can't tell if this is literal or a symbol because this series is just like that.

Full on ATE that ball to the face. God.

I'm not even sure if this is filler episode nonsense because it's just...

I mean we got the boy, so probably “filler” but...

...So it was actually laid. And it looks like a easter egg.

...Rose again.

THIS 100% reads like some kind of discovering new things about your body thing. Like I ain't familiar with young girls fiction so...

oh hey it's juri.

Making fun of me for being so late its...

this bowling ball thing is...what.

This

What the fuck I can't even.

Juri looking FRESH on the blowing alley.

So...What's even going on here. What's the...

These fucking Songs for nanami though.

I'm half waiting for the episode to reveal yeah laying eggs it's the thing that happens you know how it is.

JESUS. The Boy Hey if there's a problem I want you to talk to me. Which is Utena and anthy ALL over again. So...Nanami's reaction is...Anthy's...?

….Anthy. Anthy do you know what happened? With whatever weird bullshit I 100% believe you had something to do with it.

…............I prefer girls. I too prefer Girls

Touga: ITS ONLY BOYS AND GIRLS WHO GET TOGETHER THAT WAY. NO MATTER HOW GOOD IT FEELS.

Also, going against gods plan huh...?

is...what...is the what is the egg metaphor even DOING here. Like, pitty the family who's daugther lays eggs and...what.

Shadow Girls....wha...what the fu

treating this like an actual child which...ok...uh...what is...

Is the egg laying thing a saying that didn't translate?

Another song...?

Saionji what the fuck are you...doing.

Eggs are something you normally eat.

Jessu nanami got the blows.

Saionji, Hey you want some eggs I got eggs. Midnight Egg Frying. Respect for that.

...now utena and Anthy...wha...what?

Do you believe in reincarnation...? Elephants dying by themselves.

Yes utena, why are we talking about this.

...Wait, if Nanami is Anthy....did...wait...I...do not

what the christ is happening with this egg.

Oh hey, the chick broke the shell.

Was that a dream ANOTHER EGG?

Also, why are we getting a filler episode. We usually only get those after some hardcore nonsense.

….Why does anthy look so fucking sad.

Episode 28

Oh hey, it's a rose. ...Also, prefers girls, next episode is about Juri. uh...hm.

Who's this douchebag.

Why is this music so fucking ominous. Did Akio bring in a ringer.

...Did they draw? He won.

Ex Captain. Is this the dude Shiori was into.

Luka Suchi(spelling?). The Actual Captain. Ruka. Ruka.

He a duelist. And Juri doesn't sound happy about it.

Who is this douchebag. Touga 2.0 Better. Smoother(?) Bluer?

Is...Is he the only male fencer there...? Wait, are the fencers mostly women?

Tsuchiya. So it was the captain then who Shiori was into and did that whole thing. No wonder she doesn't like him.

Uh hold up, I mean you do you. Oh the two seem happy. Well...that's..fine...?

Oh here's Juri, lookin fucking pissed.

Keep your hands off Shiori.

Ruka is...suspect as fuck I mean that's a given but.

Hey it's the bed again.

OH YOU GET BAD VIBES FROM RUKA AND NOT AKIO? HOW. HOW HES 100000% LESS SUSPECT AND YET?

I mean it sucks for Juri, but Oh nope there he's doing it to piss off juri for some reason. What a douche. Damn.

Deffo Touga 2.0 Less overtly sexual though so...Improvement...?

What the...What the hell did Ruka do that she doesn't trust him so much?

WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE TOUGA?

….Is...the Car? Juri? It's gotta be right?

Finally someone looking at him with sufficient what the fuck

…..You're an adult now...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Where did your...shirt go..

AKIO AKIO WHAT.

THROB OF THE ENGINE

Car is 10000000% something about sex, but like...

Shiori feels...odd. Here.

Shadow girls. What...? god what? um...the...ok. That felt...weirdly uncomfortable.

The gap between these shadow girl duel car sections is getting smaller I swear.

Another Rose Bride huh.

That was oddly humble of a duelist admitting he might lose.

Homie is WEIRDLY humble and it is throwing me no lie.

So wait, the car is I guess sex or something so...wait, does that mean that Kozue and Anthy had sex at some point.?

And I suppose them crashing is the things didn't work out kinda thing. Kozue looks fucked UP.

Ruka failed because of his rose bride? Huh. And then we cut to Juri...? hooooooooooboy. Nope don't like the implications at all there.

Episode 29

Believe in Miracles huh...Yeah it's...Juri time.

Oh she wasn't polishing Ruka's sword huh...

Oh damn this looks bad. Shiori you got attatched FAST. What the fuck...happened.

And she's just devastated so that's uh...not...greaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat.

Juri is PISSED.

Juri, I am NOT INVOVLED IN THIS RELATIONSHIP DRAMA. NOPE NOT I.

Anthy. ANTHY PLEASE JUST SAY SOMETHING GOD. PLEASE.

Shiori. Kinda...Kinda stalkery there.

Uuuuuuuugh. Another schemer. But Blue. With I guess Akio inbetween.

Shiori does not look...well. Her reaction to Juri seems...Uh..Hm.

Juri. Fuck him upppppppppp.

….Wow this got a bit uh...REALLY RAPEY NEVER MIND. FUCK THIS GUYYYYYYYYY.

Is...that why she...hm. Ruka is A DOUCHE. Full on. Goddamn.

...You challenged him to a duel? Juri. JURI NOOOOOOOO.

Goddamnit. Can't you hear it. Fucking hell akio again.

Gooooooooooooooooooooooodamnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit.

DO ANYTHING I ASKED YOU TO. DAMNIT

Is...ruka driving? No. that is not the case.

Ruka: I make you better.

Hoboy. Believe in miracles and they'll know your feelings. JURI said this?

Juri..Actually seems pretty in control here. Ok. Not happy about it but...Objectives.

Does nobody question these cars though?

DESTINY TIMMMMME.

God, can we get Ruka punched in the jaw? Just...Rocked right across the jaw a couple of times?

Juri is 1000000% not feeling this. Like...not at all

Juri losing when she's off her game don't count. She got played. That was that touga anthy bullshit all over again.

Actually...yeah it is isn't it. Hm

The Super Move Failed. And Juri is uh...not  handling it. At all. There goes that brooch and...hoo. This is painful to watch.

Took the rose off. Fuck this shit.

Its...raining. That's...weird. Just on the dueling arena.

Hit him. HIT HIM.

I swear i'll make it right? Fucking how? HIT HIM.

Juri don't believe it.

And Ruka...fucked off? Huh?

Did...did Ruka die. So he...did that for...Juri? And...

what?

And her unreaction to the shadow girls....hm

wish as hard as you can and they will know your feelings huh.

#revolutionary girl utena #LIveblog #the hits don't stop coming do they.

[the-zodiacs-written-in-the-stars]

Chapter 13: Jessie & Lizzy

Lizzy was giddy, a broad smile on her lips as she patted the fur of her new – well, her new companion, apparently. Virgo was... unexpected. That Aries had turned out to be a small ram (a very adorable, fluffy, red ram) was no surprise at all. But Virgo? Virgo was a sphinx. A cat with wings. Her fur was dark-orange and her wings were a lighter, nearly yellow shade of orange.

“She's so cute”, whispered Lizzy excitedly.

“Run by me again why you and Rick don't have a cat”, requested Jessie amused.

“...We're not allowed pets in our apartment”, sighed Lizzy, deflating a little.

“Well, aliens shouldn't count as 'pets'. We're 'partners'”, threw Aries in.

Lizzy bit her lips. His fur was nearly pink, such a light coral-red, while his horns and hooves shone like cut rubies. Aries was sitting next to Jessie on the couch, munching on the newspaper. They had already given Lizzy and Jessie the run down of what was going on – aliens, latching onto humans, granting them powers, the Zodiac Alliance and the fact that they were supposed to find the rest of that twelve-person team to fight side by side, how the Zodiacs had come down to Earth before and bonded with famous supposedly mythological people.

Virgo apparently had immediately latched onto Lizzy, being very delighted to have yet another strong, female warrior at her side. Of course did Lizzy have to ask about her past partners then. Artemis, Skadi, Bastet, Nicneven – strong, female warriors. Lizzy also noted a theme. Hunting and war. Bastet in particular got her attention though; the cat-thing.

“So you can grand us powers and we fight, huh?”, asked Lizzy thoughtfully.

“We can grand you a weapon and a costume and elemental powers. Mine is fire. Virgo's is earth”, offered Aries while getting his head patted by Jessie.

“Can you design us cool outfits, Lizzy?”, asked Jessie hopefully. “You're the genius designer.”

Lizzy huffed at that. She wouldn't go as far as saying genius, but... she remembered playing around with superhero designs for years, drawing her own comics. And then the real world caught up with her, because, well, it was hard, trying to make money off your own comics with no backup.

“Give me some time. I'll come up with something”, hummed Jessie.

“During that time, I can tell you all you need to know”, offered Aries.

“Thank you, you are so cute”, grinned Jessie, ruffling Aries' fur.

~*~

Lizzy was at work, designs for the ad campaign of Chiron Training open on her computer. In front of her however laid a physical sketchbook, in her hand a pen. She wanted her costume to be epic, but also to be practical. All that frilly design on Scorpio's was impractical – it looked pretty, but Lizzy didn't need a frilly skirt, that was ridiculous. Aquarius with that cape? No capes. No. And while, sure, Taurus' was practical... it wasn't pretty.

“What are you drawing, Liddell?”

Lizzy startled a little and looked up to see Joss leaning against her desk. He had his hair in a bun, no hair out of place. His face looked so much sharper when his hair wasn't falling into his face. And that west, oh that knew exactly how to bring out Joss' waist.

“Don't tell me all those news about superheroes are getting to you?”, chuckled Joss.

“Let a girl dream”, shrugged Lizzy. “It's just--”

“Yes?”, asked Joss gently before pulling a chair up to sit next to her.

He was playing with his cuff-links – the pretty gray ones, with the Roman numbers. Lizzy smiled a little. Joss was very attentive. He was always very quiet about himself, but he always noticed what was going out around him and with his friends.

“It's different”, offered Lizzy with a smile. “Seeing... Captain America and Superman on the screen, with CGI costumes and stuff, that's not the same as seeing real, actual heroes. Thinking about real, actual superhero costumes? That have to work? It's... exciting.”

“You're amazing, Elizabeth”, hummed Joss. “So, what makes a costume practical for you then?”

Lizzy turned the page. She had gathered newspaper clippings of the existing costumes, with red-pen notes on them. Joss made a curious noise as he looked at it.

“No capes. Capes get in the way. And open hair? Really? Make the wind your natural enemy, why don't you? The cute... skirt... I mean, it's adorable, but also there are camera-phones everywhere and I don't need Sailor Moon style up-skirting. And the padding on Taurus'? Might be practical, but it's also not... aesthetically pleasing. Though she's onto something with the hair.”

“So is Scorpio most likely”, offered Joss, making Lizzy frown. “There's no way her hair is actually purple in real life too. It'd be far too outstanding and too easy for people who know her to figure out who she is, right? She must have a different hair-color, if she put any thought into it.”

“That's... a good point”, nodded Lizzy thoughtfully.

“So, whose costumes do you find practical then?”, inquired Joss.

“Black Widow, Agent 13. Those kind of costumes. Tight, but elastic to move”, offered Lizzy. “What would you pick if you could pick a superhero costume?”

“That's a bit harder for me, mh”, chuckled Joss dryly. “Only one costume. I don't... feel comfortable with this skin-tight stuff. No skirts, that's for sure. It'd have to be something to keep me—ambiguous? To make people wonder who I am, not show off everything about me.”

Lizzy hummed and tilted her head at that. Someone cleared their throat next to them, gaining the attention of both Lizzy and Joss. Sander Hancock stood in front of them with one eyebrow raised. His hair was neatly combed back, glasses perched on his nose. He always, to Lizzy at least, looked like a strict professor kind of type. But apparently, that was exactly Joss' type, because he flustered. It wasn't really noticeable, if one didn't know Joss very well.

“Sander”, greeted Joss with a smile.

Sander had been insisting on first names for a while now, but lately Joss was finally agreeing to it. He was their boss, after all. But then again, the Gold Standard was a very friendly place. They were closer than just employees. And sure, Lizzy knew many businesses advertised as such, as a 'family', but not many were actually true to that. She was honestly glad to have this job.

“If you two could join me, perhaps?”, asked Sander. “We're about to start on the Artemis shoot.”

Lizzy perked up at that before she had to laugh to herself. Both Sander and Joss gave her an odd look at that, though she just shook her head with an apologetic smile. It was just, when she had started working on this ad campaign, she hadn't yet known she'd be the heir to Artemis. Among others. But this campaign – it was so important to Lizzy. It was not just a states-wide campaign, it was a world-wide one, for the most famous sports-wear line there was. And with a name like Chiron Training, a campaign leaning into Greek mythology had seemed like the perfect fit.

They were working with gods, recognizable gods. Had that absolutely gorgeous swimmer pose as Poseidon, made up with scales, Chiron Training had made a special line of swim-shorts with trident designs for it. Currently, they were shooting Artemis with different bows from Chiron Training.

“Why are we coming with you?”, asked Joss tentatively.

“Her, I need to tell me if it's actually good”, offered Sander, jerking his head into Lizzy's direction. “Noxia is... not pleased with anything today and it is not just giving me a headache, so I need the one who made the original designs to tell her what would work best. You, however, I need because the model is absolutely driving me insane and I'm begging you to be my shield.”

Joss blinked a couple of times before smiling amused. The three of them reached the floor with the photo-studio, hearing Noxia call out orders even before they entered their destination. Noxia was hard to please, she was a perfectionist. And, most of the time, it was right to listen to her because she knew what she was doing and her photos were absolutely breathtaking, but on some days, she was being too hard on everyone, including herself, and sometimes, she also lost sight of the original design. Lizzy shook her head and walked over to her friend.

“Nox. How about we take a break?”, suggested Lizzy with a light smile.

She had her sketchbook under her arm as she pulled Noxia away from the scene. The photographer did not look pleased at first, but then Joss handed her a nice, cold energy drink.

“...Where did you even...?”, asked Lizzy confused.

Joss just smirked mysteriously and shrugged before heading toward the model. Nox opened the can and emptied half of it in one go before taking a deep breath. She looked a little calmer.

“Show me what you got?”, requested Lizzy gently.

Noxia grunted and lifted her camera up to show. “I just—something is off. It doesn't fit.”

Angelique Lamour was gorgeous. If elves were real, Angel would be one of them, Lizzy knew that. Skin white like porcelain, hair such a light and bright shade of blonde, her eyes a soft blue. That was why mostly, she wore blue, to compliment her eyes. Lizzy frowned at it.

“It's the color”, offered Lizzy after a moment.

“Mh...?”, grunted Noxia thoughtfully.

“You got your blue-dressed goddess there in front of a dark-blue sky and the light-blue moon. It's... too much blue. It just... Go with orange”, offered Lizzy. “Complimentary color.”

Noxia hummed softly and nodded slowly as she considered that. Honestly, mainly it was – Virgo was orange. Her pearl was orange, her fur was orange. And she was the patron of Artemis, so... Artemis somehow now looked wrong to Lizzy in blue.

“Costumes! Angel! New outfit! Come! And get make-up ready!”, barked Noxia. “We're going orange! Orange and shades of brown. Natural leather and furs! It's going to be perfect for the goddess of hunt! Blue. Why did we make her blue? Of course was it off!”

Angel made a small sound as she was being herded away to get changed. Lizzy smirked, pleased with herself. Joss raised an eyebrow as he headed back to Lizzy and nudged her lightly.

“You just... set them back to where they started”, offered Joss slowly. “I don't think that was what Sander meant. I think he wanted you to tell Noxia she already has the perfect photo.”

“But she didn't”, shrugged Lizzy. “It really is off. And Sander should know better and trust her judgment more. Browns, leather and fur and orange to highlight, it's going to be perfect.”

Joss shook his head with a small sigh. “Okay. Get back to work, show me the color-swap on the designs, how it'll look in orange, and I'll appease Sander.”

“You're the real angel here”, grinned Lizzy and kissed Joss' cheek.

Joss just rolled his eyes with a fond smile.

~*~

“Have a good night”, sighed Jessie and stretched out.

Ryuu looked at her curiously. “Was the day-shift this hard today?”

“Lot other stuff on my mind”, replied Jessie and shook her head.

Ryuu was amazing. He was so cunning as a barkeeper, even Jessie with her own experience enjoyed watching him put on a bit of a show with the bottles. He also had that therapeutic stuff down. The whole asking for the customer's day and listening. Jessie never did that, it was just not part of her shtick. Ryuu had been the very first person they had hired, after Jessie and Jamie started expanding – started hiring. Before, it had only been the two of them.

“Maybe you should consider coming to yoga with me some time. It helps with the stuff you have on your mind”, suggested Ryuu. “Just before dawn, when the sun is rising. It's very relaxing.”

“...You just said the words 'just before dawn'. Don't say nasty things like that”, grunted Jessie.

Ryuu shook his head with an amused look on his face. “Very well. Good night then.”

She smiled and waved at him before heading toward the kitchen. She always checked up on Jamie before heading home for the night. Her smile softened a little when she found her older brother at the hearth, talking to Chess and explaining something to the young cook-in-training. Chess admired Jamie and Jessie was about 95% sure that Chess had a huge crush on Jamie, but Jamie was the three years younger cook's mentor and employer so he didn't give Chess any hopes. And Chess was most likely going to get over it too, once he'd meet literally any other non-straight guy. Chess was only 23 and he hadn't been out for long, he had spent his high school career playing up the jock and straight guy too afraid to come out, so right now he just looked at Jamie, this out and proud pansexual who had been in a happy relationship with a guy back when Chess had started working there (...Wiley. Jessie had an opinion on that, but she was glad it was over).

“Well, boys, how's it going?”, called Jessie out.

“Good. Go to bed, it's late”, called Jamie out without even looking at her.

Jessie huffed to herself and shook her head while Chess turned to offer her a smile. “He's right. The bar will survive without your expertise, you know. Good night, Jess.”

“Night, Chess”, laughed Jessie. “Don't let my brother boss you around too much.”

“I am his boss! It is literally my job to boss him around!”, called Jamie out amused.

Jessie just grinned at him before heading out again. Making fun of her brother was still her favorite pastime. She made her way upstairs to the apartment to check on the kids and make sure both of them were already deep asleep. Anything else would get them in trouble this late.

“He—ey. Don't walk past me”, whispered Babs from her own room when Jessie headed toward the bathroom. “I haven't seen you all day. I have been alone with the kids for hours. Come here.”

Babs was pouting at her and making grabby hands. With an amused look on her face did Jessie enter the bedroom and then sat down next to Babs on the bed. For a few moments, they just sat in silence, illuminated only by the moon and the street outside.

“So, what's on your mind, Jess?”, asked Babs curiously. “You've been distracted for days.”

“...Sometimes, you're scary”, whispered Jessie and raised both her eyebrows.

“It's my secret super-power”, grinned Babs and shrugged. “I pay attention to the people I care about, so I notice when something's up with them. So, what is it?”

“If you... had a secret, would you tell Basty?”, asked Jessie tentatively.

“Mh, so you're having a secret from Jay”, concluded Babs with a nod.

“Seriously, you're scary, stop it”, grunted Jessie, nudging Babs.

“Basty is the closest I have to a brother, we came to this country together, only having each other. It's the best allegory you have to a you-Jay-situation”, offered Babs casually. “So... I wouldn't.”

“You wouldn't? Really?”, asked Jessie surprised.

“Look. We're close, we're family, I know I can rely on him with every problem I have, I know if push comes to shove, I got a place to crash with him. But that doesn't mean he needs to know everything about me”, explained Babs gently. “Just because he's there for you with everything and you're there for him with everything doesn't mean you have to go to him. You're entitled to your secrets, to your own problems you want to deal with on your own. He's not going to hold that against you even if he finds out. He... has his secrets too.”

Jessie frowned at that. Right. He surely did. He had been sneaking around for weeks now. Was he... in a relationship? Maybe. Probably. It had been a year since he had ended his last serious relationship (Wiley. Again, Jessie had opinions). So if this one was anything like Wiley... Or just in general, maybe he was simply unsure how serious it was and didn't want to get Jessie and the kids dragged into something that may only last a few weeks. Whatever it was, Jamie had a right to to his secret – just like Jessie had a right to her secret, even if it wasn't a relationship.

“You're a wise lady, Babara”, hummed Jessie with a small, teasing smile.

“Girl, I will beat your ass. I'm only three years older than you”, chided Babs with a huff.

There was a pause in which the two girls just leaned against the wall in silence. It was already late and both should probably be in bed and sleeping, but it felt oddly reassuring and calming to just sit here with Babs, to remember that whatever whacky adventure she had gotten herself into, Jessie still had a family to rely on. A good, loving family.

“If you ever wanna talk about whatever it is, I'm here for you, you know”, whispered Babs. “Even if you don't wanna talk to Jamie about it. Sometimes, it's harder to talk to your family.”

“You're my family too, nerd”, huffed Jessie, leaning her head against Babs' shoulder.

“Don't go all sappy on me, Jess”, whispered Babs with a soft smile.

~*~

“Aliens. Must be aliens.”

Lizzy immediately froze up with an alarmed look on her face. Her head snapped up to look at Alina, Noxia and Joss, who were clearly talking about her. Noxia was the one who had spoken up.  Lizzy frowned at them confused and a little wearily, watching how Joss and Alina got warmed up in the ring. Noxia raised both her eyebrows and leaned against the ring's borders.

“You're here. At five AM. Willingly”, elaborated Noxia pointedly. “You never get up extra early to go train with us. You sometimes join us during breaks in the gym, but you don't go outta your way to come here. And you're not even just doing your regular routine, you want us to what? Teach you how to kickbox? What's going on with you? Are you an alien doppelganger?”

Lizzy nearly heaved a relieved sigh. For a second there, she had thought they might have figured out her secret – about Virgo. She smiled at them, as innocently as she could, and shrugged.

“I just... wanna learn. To defend myself. Seems... like a practical thing to know, right?”

Joss narrowed her eyes at Lizzy before tapping Noxia on the shoulder. “You, in. I'll take over our newbie over there. You and Alina can serve as an example.”

While Alina and Noxia went through the motions and started slowly, Joss cornered Lizzy. “What's going on? Did something... happen?”

“Mh?”, grunted Lizzy confused and tilted her head.

“Girls don't just decide to learn how to defend themselves outta nowhere”, stated Joss and crossed her arms over her chest with a glare. “Did something happen? Are you okay?”

Lizzy's eyes softened as she pulled Joss into a hug. “No. Nothing happened. It just... you three know how to fight, seeing all those strong, powerful images that we've been putting together for the campaign. I just... want to... be strong too, I guess? I've always been afraid to be too strong. A tall, black woman is already intimidating enough for so many people. But if I'm also physically imposing, muscular? I never really – I never wanted to put myself there. But in the end, fuck others, am I right? I want to be strong, so I'm going to learn to be strong.”

“Girl, you are strong”, chuckled Joss softly.

“Not that kind of strength”, huffed Lizzy amused and rolled her eyes. “Now, teach me to fight.”

~*~

“Hi, Ricardo, bye, Ricardo.”

“Bye? Bye? I live here. Why was I just—Lizabella, amor, why did the mean Irish lady just say bye to me?”, asked Rick with a wide-eyed expression, looking from Jessie to Lizzy.

Lizzy poked her head out of the living room with a broad grin on her lips. “Red bean and I are gonna have a girls' night, babe. And since you lo—ove me, you are going to either sit through a marathon of the Twilight movies with us, or leave us to it?”

“Right, I'll call Enrique and Eddie. It's been a while since I annoyed the living daylights outta my brothers I guess”, mused Ricky with a thoughtful frown. “Have fun, girls.”

Jessie grinned and waved at him before skipping down the hall, past the living room and toward the kitchen. Lizzy followed her and kissed her on the cheek once she caught up.

“Twilight, huh?”, asked Jessie amused.

“It's the safest way to get him outta the house”, laughed Lizzy with a careless shrug. “Besides, he'll be fine. It's not like I kicked a lost puppy outta the house to roam the streets.”

Jessie laughed at that and stuck a hand into her pants to pull out the little gem. It glowed red and Aries appeared, shaking his horned head before nudging her gently. He was very cute and gentle.

“I like the loud boy though”, purred Virgo where she was circling Lizzy.

“Loud boy?”, echoed Jessie curiously.

“Ricky singing in the shower really startled her”, laughed Lizzy with a shake of her head.

“Okay, okay. Enough chit-chat, show me!”, exclaimed Jessie, too excited to wait any longer.

While Jessie went to the fridge to get out cheese, salami, grapes and wine – everything she needed for a successful girls-night, aside from her girls – Lizzy headed out of the kitchen and toward the office opposite it. By the time Jessie had set a plate with all the snacks, Lizzy returned.

“Okay, so, I know your color is red and I know what kind of superheroes and style you like, so... I went with a slight Black Widow look. I know you like how she has her symbol and shows it, so I integrated the Aries-symbol into the costume, at the sleeves and the... cleavage.”

“More cleavage”, requested Jessie impishly. “But damn, that is a fine-ass design. And it even has a utility belt! Oh, I love that. Mh, can you add like... sheaths for daggers? Because I know exactly what kind of weapons I'm going to wield.”

“...Daggers?”, echoed Lizzy with a frown.

“My father...”, started Jessie, throat suddenly very dry before she cleared it. “He taught me and Jamie how to take prey apart with a dagger. Taught me throwing them. I know how to use them close-range too. They'd make the perfect weapons for me. You thought about yours?”

Lizzy gave her a sharp grin as she flipped the page to show the sketch of her own costume, making Jessie whistle lowly. “You're onto something with the skin-tight body-suit. But I want a little more... flair. And I let Virgo inspire me. Fur rimming in the same color as her coat, with some feathery accessory based on her wings. And claws for weapons.”

“Like Wolverine?”, asked Jessie with a light cackling.

“No. Not... exactly. You know, like brass knuckles, but with claws on them?”, offered Lizzy.

“You're really doubling down on your companion's theme. Nice”, grinned Jessie. “Okay, so how do we put those up, mh? Share with me, Aries.”

“You concentrate on it, summon it with your mind”, explained Aries.

Jessie nodded and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath and imagining Lizzy's design in her mind. She opened her eyes again when Lizzy squealed loudly.  Grinning like a maniac, Jessie gave it a whirl and looked down herself. It was perfect, including the sheaths for the twin-daggers. She pulled them out, gave them a whirl. They were bent at the tip, the grip wrapped in red leather. Gorgeous and perfectly balanced, like they were made for her hands – which they were.

“Damn, girl. You look amazing”, whistled Lizzy with a smile.

“Okay. Your turn”, prompted Jessie excitedly.

She squeaked excitedly when Lizzy shone in bright, orange light and then showed the costume she had designed. The fur was fluffy, the feathers at the shoulders alluding to the wings of the sphinx-creature that was now her companion. Though She had also accessorized some more; she was wearing a golden necklace with golden claws, to mirror her weapons.

“You are gorgeous!”, exclaimed Jessie, clapping. “Okay! Powers! How?”

“Same as with the costumes. You have to concentrate on it”, explained Virgo. “For Lizzy, it's the earth – and things related to the earth. And for you, it's fire.”

Lizzy grinned as she grabbed the potted plant from the window.  She tried to concentrate on the dirt inside the pot. Controlling earth, huh. Her mother always used to say she had a way with plants.

“Wait. How does the element of earth relate to... any of the war and hunting goddesses who partnered with you in the past?”, asked Lizzy, pausing in her attempts.

“It all depends on how well you can control your element”, elaborated Virgo. “The forest is nothing but earth. Earth and the plants grown inside of it. If you are as attuned with it as you can be, you can feel the forest, can map it out in your mind, know exactly where your prey is – we'll get to that, once you have some experience with it. Same goes for a good battlefield. You can feel where your enemies are stepping, where they are, when you are attuned with the ground.”

“Okay that sounds absolutely awesome”, grunted Lizzy with a nod.

“First, you need to start small though”, chuckled Virgo, nudging a piece of dirt toward her.

“Makes sense”, sighed Lizzy. “You gotta draw a triangle before you make the pyramids.”

She had gone through all the hardships of studying her craft, her art, to be where she was now. This was just going to be like that; she shouldn't measure herself with da Vinci when she was only just holding a pen for the very first time in her life, mh?

“Woah, wait. Hold on. You, no experiments with fire just like that! I bought a candle for that!”, exclaimed Lizzy as her eyes caught Jessie looking a little lost.

“...That was a good call”, nodded Jessie and blinked. “I didn't think of that.”

“Girl, that's why I said you need an actual partner in this”, chuckled Lizzy.

She placed a thick, red candle in front of Jessie and gave her a pointed look.

~*~

Rick was maybe a tiny bit drunk when he carefully slipped into the apartment. He was giggling to himself as he thought about how Enrique had tried to teach Eddie how to dance on his toe-tips. Eddie liked quipping about how ballet wasn't a real profession every time and every time, Enrique wiped the floor with their younger brother.

“Sh... no waking Lizabella”, whispered Rick to himself, pressing a finger against his mouth.

“You can't wake us, we're still in the middle of the final movie”, offered Lizzy from the living room.

Rick peeked around the corner curiously to find Lizzy and Jessie curled up on the couch with cheese and wine, Edward being dramatic on screen (as he always was).

“Wanna join us?”, asked Jessie with a grin.

It was Friday night and it was already late. Or early. Depending. Rick blinked and looked over to where Lizzy was sprawled out. Her lap looked really inviting. Tilting his head, Rick kicked off his shoes (stumbling a little bit) and made his way over to the couch.

“I'm not watching the movie!”, stated Rick seriously.

“Yes, yes, close your eyes, Rick”, huffed Jessie amused and rolled her eyes.

Rick hummed as he laid stretched out on the couch, with his head on Lizzy's lap. He closed his eyes contently and sighed when Lizzy started carding her fingers through his curls in that way that always made him drowsy and feel all content and stuff.

He frowned as he smelt something weird. “...Why does it smell... burned?”

“Uhm. So we wanted to set the mood with some candles and I might have, ah, accidentally knocked one over?”, offered Jessie sheepishly. “Don't worry about it. Nothing happened.”

“Mh... don't burn down my home”, mumbled Rick with a frown. “Lizabella, watch out that she doesn't burn down our home, please.”

“I'm gonna watch out that she doesn't burn anything down that she shouldn't”, promised Lizzy.

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