Bard’s Note: Once again, apologies for these being so late, and thank you so much to @theshapeshifter100 for writing all of these!
Ivy had not realised how intense people in Monacoil got about All Hallow’s Eve.
As soon as the lectures were finished in August shop fronts had animated decorations with flying bats and grinning pumpkins. Tailors had premade costumes ready as well as patterned and orange and black bolts of fabric. Market stalls popped up with costume ideas and mages offering enchantments on costumes.
The options were dizzying, and Irnas made a point of dragging her out to get a costume. In September rather an October. They repeated that they would be beyond busy in October, but Ivy should watch what the mages were offering in the market, she might learn something.
She wasn’t sure if she did learn anything from the mages in the market. They were rather showy, all over the top hand gestures and nonsense words. It only really worked on children, most people here knew how magic usually worked.
She ended up hovering by costume stalls and tailors, listening to other people’s ideas. Some would dress up as monsters, others would look like figures from stories. The Tale of Frisk and Chara was a popular one even back in Loburn, as the costumes weren’t too difficult for the titular characters. Other characters from that story were more difficult, but no one seemed put off as a woman collected her white fur and ran to the nearest mage to enchant it to smell like butterscotch and cinnamon.
It took several weeks for Ivy to get an idea, then her supplies; some black fabric, some wood scraps, some paint. When her family came to visit Charles and her mother helped her put it together. When the sun set and the many lanterns of Monacoil lit and music began to filter through the streets, Ivy left Irnas’s tall, thin, storm cloud covered house.
Black bat’s wings spread out behind her, black fabric stretched out on a wooden frame. She wore a black robe and had painted little fangs under her bottom lip. As she walked towards the inn her family were staying at, she saw much more elaborate and colourful costumes, and felt low effort in comparison.
Although, she did watch multiple people in stilts going by, and frankly she did not envy them. Walking around on stilts for hours could not be fun, even if it would make her tall for once in her life.
She had to walk sideways to get through the door into the inn, and she could already hear Charles laughing, even if she couldn’t see him.
“Yeah yeah!” she called behind her. “At least I tried!”
“We know sweetheart,” her father Cyril said as she slowly turned around, so not to knock anything over. He, her mother Helen and Charles had all come over in the time it had taken for Ivy to safely get through the door. The two men had decided to paint their faces like skeletons, probably drawing on Charles’s lessons at the Institute.
Helen meanwhile, wore the same flowing, floaty, black robes as she always did, with a pendant of some kind tucked into the folds.
“You always wear the same thing!” Ivy noted out loud. “We’re in Monacoil, you couldn’t find anything?!”
“If it isn’t broken then it doesn’t need to be fixed,” she defended tersely, adjusting the hood so that it fell better over her face, her glasses lens glinting in the candle light. “Shall we get on with it?”
“Give Ivy a chance to sit down, she just got in,” Cyril noted.
“The longer I stay here, the more likely I am to knock something over,” Ivy noted ruefully, and Charles doubled over, shoulders shaking with laughter.
“That’s what I was going to say!”
“Three against one dear,” Helen patted Cyril on the shoulder. “Let’s go.”
Author’s Note: October 1602, had a really hard time with decided Ivy’s costume honestly, went with a bat in the end, since I never specified in text.
Inktober but it’s December: rodent
》 U n h o l y l o b s t o b e r 《
Day 21 - “Swim”
He really needs to stop scattering his weapons all over the place when in battle ’> - >
Valazar © me :)
But hey I’m gonna show off one of my inktober drawings today XD
I’ll post some other works later now I need to go back to studying😭😭
inktober 2020 day 10 - hope
welp my first thought was a dove which is more of a peace thing than hope :/ this piece feels kinda eh to me and I think it’s the dove’s eye lol
Inktober but I’m doing in December: day 5 “blade”
A bunch of Inktober drawings
Wow shes practically a professional
Witchtober Day 6,7,9 - Shadow, school and raven
》 U n h o l y l o b s t o b e r 《
Day 16 - “Battle”
Decided to make Valazar for this one •-•
Valazar © me :)
Day 28: Float
Day 27: Music
- Day 01 Fish
- Day 02 Wisp
- Day 03 Bulky
- Day 04 Radio
- Day 05 Blade
- Day 06 Rodent
- Day 07 Fancy
- Day 08 Teeth
- Day 09 Throw
- Day 10 Hope
- Day 11 Disgusting
- Day 12 Slippery
- Day 13 Dune
- Day 14 Armour
- Day 15 Outpost
- Day 16 Rocket
- Day 17 Storm
- Day 18 Trap
- Day 19 Dizzy
- Day 20 Coral
- Day 21 Sleep
- Day 22 Chef
- Day 23 Rip
- Day 24 Dig
- Day 25 Buddy
- Day 26 Hide
- Day 27 Music
- Day 28 Float
- Day 29 Shoes
- Day 30 Ominous
- Day 31 Crawl